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I finish mending the section of the fence that I’m on and head back to the house, texting my foreman to send someone out to finish the job. I find the girls serving the ranch hands lunch. Sadie isn’t in the dining room though. I look at Hannah questioning. She jerks her head toward the closed kitchen door. I walk into it and find Sadie alone, doing dishes. I come up behind her, wrapping my arms around her. She’s wearing the shortest dress I’ve seen her wear, though it’s still past her knees. I shake my hand up under her skirt and into her panties, she’s already wet for me.
“Hello, wife. Can you come quietly?” I rasp into her ear. She doesn’t say anything, just nods. I dip two thick fingers inside of her and pull her cream up to her clit, swirling it there. She moans softly. “Quieter than that, baby.” I lick her neck before sucking on her pulse point. I make her come, my cock digging into her back. There’s no way I have time to fuck her right here in the kitchen, so I reach over and turn the sink off before dragging her into the pantry.
“Jasper?” she asks, drying her hands on the towel slung over her shoulder.
“Shh… turn around,” I demand and all but shove her face first into the shelves. “Hold on,” I tell her and kick her feet apart. I pull her panties down to her knees and slam my cock into her wet cunt.
“Yessss,” she hisses, white-knuckling the shelf in front of her.
“You like that don’t you, Sadie?”
“Uh-huh,” she whimpers.
“You like it when I fuck you like this. Not giving a fuck about anything but our need for one another.”
“Yesss…”
“Then come for me. Squeeze my cock with your little pussy. Give me what I need so I can give you what you need.” I fuck her harder and harder. Boxes of cereal and canned goods fall off the shelf with the force of my thrusts, but I don’t give a fuck. She comes and I fill her with my seed, yet again. She whimpers as I pull out of her.
“I could get used to that, Jasper,” she says as I reach down and pull her panties up and flip her skirt back down.
“Good.”
“Why are you home in the middle of the day? Not that I mind, quite the opposite, it’s just odd, that’s all.”
“My mother called.”
“Oh, are they home from their vacation?”
“Yes and my brother will be home sometime today as well. He lives here, you know.”
“Right. That’s good. It’ll be nice to meet your brother.”
“My parent’s too. They are coming for dinner. We usually do that once a week.”
“Tonight?”
“Yes. That’s not a problem is it? I know it’s short notice…”
“No, of course not. I’ll take care of everything,” she says, wringing her hands in front of her which is a sure sign that she’s nervous.
“What’s wrong?” I ask, taking her hands in mine.
“What if they don’t like me?”
“Oh, baby, they’ll love you,” I say, kissing her.
“If you’re sure…”
“I’m sure.”
* * *
Several hours later, the house looks amazing and the scent from the kitchen is mouthwatering. She wouldn’t let me or her sister’s help her in any way. She set the table for ten. Carter got home about two hours ago and has been entertaining the girls since he got her. I don’t think I’ve ever heard so much giggling before. At exactly seven, there is a knock on the door. My parents have never knocked on the door before, but sure enough it’s them when I answer them.
“You don’t have to knock, Mom,” I say, hugging them both.
“Yes, we do. You’re a married man now. Your wife may not want us coming and going without warning like that.”
