by E. M. Sadler
"As ecstatic as you are this moment?"
"Not quite, but close. I'm a HUGE fan of your uncle's beer. I drink it at least three times a week."
And then the man blushed, effectively stealing my heart as I watched his beautiful profile begin to glow.
Chapter 26 – Dale
"I'm so glad!" Kelly beamed. "Uncle Terry always loves to meet a fan.
"Sadler's Ridge has always been one of my favorite places too. When I was a little girl, my mom would let me stay on the farm during the summers. Back then my grandparents lived in the small refurbished lean-to," she said looking thoughtfully into the distance. "At the beginning of their marriage Uncle Terry and Aunt Shawn had plans to fill their home with lots of children, but after years of trying, they learned that they couldn't have children on their own. So, for years they treated me as their honorary daughter and made sure that I grew up knowing the history of our family's farm for the future in hopes that I might take over when they passed. They loved me, but I knew they were lonely for a child of their own.
"A few years back their best friends were killed in a car crash leaving behind two teenage boys. Since there weren't any relatives able to take them, Terry and Shawn adopted them without question. The oldest, David, is now in college for agriculture management and Jared is in school at State to be a veterinarian. They'll be there today, along with my mom."
"What is your mom like?" I asked, enjoying how animated she became when talking about her family.
"Mom's amazing. She's retired from the Air Force and currently works in public relations for several county police and sheriff's departments. They call her in anytime an officer fires a gun at a suspect, but mostly she helps promote community support of police officers.
"She recently helped implement the Cincinnati method of patrolling that assigns officers to regular blocks instead of rotating them. That way residents can become familiar with and learn to trust the officerS assigned to their neighborhood. It's reduced the crime rate amongst several of the communities she works as a contractor for.
"Now, enough about my family. Tell me, how long you've been coming to Sadler Ridge?"
We continued our conversation until we turned onto the dirt road leading to Kelly's uncle's farm.
"Oh my gosh, John! Look!!!!" squealed Katie. "It's Sadler's Ridge."
Always my serious child, John responded with, "But it's not Halloween. Does that mean we won't get to come at Halloween?"
"John, I promise we will be coming back for the Halloween festival. Today we get to come here because Ms. Kelly's family owns the farm and is going to take you guys on an extra special hayride," I said with dramatic excitement.
Chapter 27- Kelly
Upon our arrival at Sadler's Ridge, my family was quick to surround the van and snatch my girls from their seats to smother them with kisses.
"Oh, my sweet Mandy! You get bigger every time I see you!" my Aunt Shawn cooed while Mandy was overcome with giggles at her favorite aunt's admiration.
"There's my big helper!" my Uncle Terry announced while giving Mazie a bear hug and kiss on the cheek. "Want to help me milk the goats? I was just about to head over to the barn."
"I get to milk the goats? I'm so excited and...." realizing that she had brought friends Mazie added, "but Uncle Terry, my friends Katie and John came too. Can they help milk the goats?"
Beaming hopefully at my sweet uncle while he assessed them with his mock judgment, he said, "Well that depends. Are you two afraid of goats?"
"No sir," Katie said bouncing up and down.
"We learned how to milk them last year at the festival!" John added proudly.
"You did? Well, I guess that's okay then. As long as it's okay with your Daddy," he said while giving Dale a quick once over that said that he would be vetting him shortly. "I'm Terry Sadler by the way. I understand you are Mazie's principal?"
"Yes sir, my name is Dale Wilson. It's a pleasure to meet you finally. I'm a huge fan of your brewery."
Winning my uncle over with flattery always worked, and Dale's was no different.
"Well, it's always nice to meet a loyal customer. Welcome to Sadler's Ridge," my uncle stated with a giant grin. His smiles were sweet and always made me remember my grandpa.
Before Dale could continue his conversation with Uncle Terry, John and Katie were already pulling on his arms.
"Daddy, please let us help milk the goats!" Katie and John begged together.
"That will be fine with me," he said as the kids started jumping up and down and then ran ahead with Mazie, "But make sure you listen to Mr. Sadler!" He shouted after them as my uncle and cousin David followed.
"Well Dale Wilson, welcome to our farm. My name is Shawn, and you've already met my husband, Terry. David is the one that's following him to the goat corral and Jared, our youngest, is studying for an exam upstairs. You'll see him at 5:00 pm for dinner. Now, if you don't mind, Kelly, I'm going to snag Ms. Mandy to help me finish baking," she declared winking dramatically in my direction. "Why don't you show Dale around the farm and we'll all meet up at the main house for dinner." Then she added another double wink in my direction.
"It's nice to meet you, Mrs. Sadler," Dale said as my aunt retreated hastily with happy Mandy.
Rolling my eyes at my aunt's apparent attempts to give me alone time with Dale, I turned to my mom.
"Mom, I'd like you to meet Dale Wilson. Dale, this is my mom Joan Persons."
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Persons."
"Likewise. Mazie and Kelly have told me so much about you. Welcome to our family farm. We'll be having dinner around 5:00 pm, so why don't you and Kelly go have some alone time."
Then, to my pure embarrassment, my mom whispers loudly, "The lean-to is empty if you'd like some privacy before dinner."
This not so subtle comment caused Dale to burst into a fit of laughter at my speechless horror.
Once my mother had retreated into the farmhouse, Dale turned to me with a knowing smirk and said, "Well, your mother is... progressive."
"That's one way to word it," I said with a nervous laugh. "How about I give you a tour?"
Over the next thirty minutes Dale and I walk through all of my favorite places: The creek near the brewery; the old carriage barn that my aunt turned into a shop for when they do private tours; and finally, my favorite place of all, the gazebo my grandfather built for my grandmother when they were first married.
"I can see why you love this place, Kelly," Dale said, in awe of his surroundings. "Most of the old family farms have been snatched up by subdivisions. How have they thrived all of these years?"
"Well, the brewery and the Halloween festival bring in most of the income needed to turn a modest profit yearly. However, the biggest money maker is my Uncle Terry's consulting business. During the winter, he travels around the country helping breweries start up new operations or revamp old ones. Plus, it keeps him from driving my Aunt Shawn crazy after harvest season," I said, with a good-natured laugh.
Lost in my reflections, I didn’t realize that Dale had shifted behind me until I could feel his arms enveloping me so that I was leaning against his warm chest.
Nuzzling my ear, he whispered, "But there is one place you haven't shown me, Kelly."
"What place is that?" I asked, knowing the answer, but wanting to hear him speak it.
"How about you show me to the lean-to."
Feeling empowered by his request, I slowly turned in his arms, pressed a kiss to the tip of his nose, and said, "Okay," before leading him by the hand towards the lean-to located down the hill and behind a small grove of trees.
As soon as we entered the building and bolted the door, our bodies collide in a desperate attempt to join like magnets.
"I do believe that we are due for some make-up sex," Dale said breathlessly while pulling my blouse over my head.
"How much time do we have before dinner?" I asked while unbuttoning his dress shirt.
"According to my watch we have ab
out two and a half hours before dinner," he said, pushing my skirt above my hips in a desperate attempt to caress my center.
When he finally slid his fingers into my panties, I sighed as his warmth meet my throbbing clit.
"Oh, Kelly! You're so wet for me baby."
"Dale, please. I need you! Now!" I said gasping between kisses.
Within seconds Dale had pulled me onto the floor and was thrusting into my depths. Reveling in our connection, Dale tenderly held my face and kissed me desperately before pulling out and thrusting again as if trying to get deeper than he'd ever been before.
When Dale had pressed his pelvis so close to my center that my heart shuddered in pleasure from our connection he asked, "How could you think that I would ever cheat on you?" Before I could answer his thrusts became more frantic as his body joined with mine over and over again in a desperate attempt to go deeper and deeper with every stroke of his hips. Unconsciously, I found myself thrusting upward to meet his clear need for complete oneness.
"Ah! Dale, I know...that...now! Oh God, closer! I need you closer!" I yelled while meeting him, blow for blow. "Forgive me! Please!" I screamed as I felt the pressure of orgasm building inside of me along with a violent torrent of emotions.
Unable to hold off any longer I cried out in the most violent orgasm of my existence.
"I forgive you!" he growled as he followed me into oblivion emptying himself so violently, that I could feel his cum pouring into my womb.
Just as our bodies slowly calmed from the aftershocks of our lovemaking, Dale whispered, "I love you, Kelly." And tears began streaming down my face out of pure joy.
"I'm yours, Dale," I whispered while feathering kisses against his jaw. "For as long as you'll have me."
Chapter 28– Dale
"I think that's going to be for a very long time," I admitted before placing a tender kiss on her swollen lips. "Now, how about this time we make it to the bed?"
Laughing as I helped her stand Kelly asked, "Do we have time?"
"According to my watch we still have two hours, and since your aunt and mother practically gave us their blessings, I think we should take our time."
Following Kelly down a short hallway with three doors and stopping at a small guest room across from a bathroom she said, "This used to be my bedroom," before sheepishly leading me inside.
Pulling down the covers she places a large towel on the sheet and encourages me to sit down on it before straddling me.
"My aunt and uncle don't have city water, so they have to use cistern water when they do their laundry," she explained awkwardly, "It'll be easier to clean the towel than the sheets," she said before adding, "I just don't want you to think that I'm weird about germs or something."
"Kelly, I think you're one of the most thoughtful people I know, not weird. Now let's not waste any more time worrying. There are very few things in this world that could stop me from loving you at this moment."
And with my confession, she began moving slowly against me.
While she coaxed her folds to caress my cock, I sucked the milk dripping from her darkened nipples eliciting moans of pleasure out of both of our mouths. Not wanting to enter her until she has been thoroughly loved, I encouraged her to lie down over the towel so that I could begin lavishing her with my mouth.
Kissing her stomach while I gently teased her by lightly trailing my fingernails up and down her inner thighs, she finally cried out in frustration, "Dale, please!"
"As you wish," I said referencing The Princess Bride, and then I thrust my fingers into her and pressed my tongue to her nub.
As I ran my nose and tongue up and down her slit, my dick jolted in recognition at how wonderful our fluids smelled together.
Slowly I pulled my fingers in and out of her eliciting another groan of frustration as I rubbed our juices over her vaginal lips. "We smell so right together," I said as she slowly licked her lips and pulled our faces together in a kiss that allowed us to both enjoy the flavor of our sex.
Breaking our kiss, I returned to her center and pressed my tongue against her clit. Unable to handle the buildup of her orgasm without taking action, Kelly began circling her hips in an attempt to quicken my pace. Needing control, I held her in place and buried my face deeper into her sweet pussy.
Alternating between licking and sucking, I finally felt the muscles of her vagina twitch as they begged for release. Knowing that we were short on time, I quickened my efforts and then right when she was close to shattering, I hooked my middle finger into her G spot and pinched causing her to convulse as if an electric current has just pulsed through her body. While muttering incoherent noises, she pulled me on top of her wanting us to ride her orgasm together.
Granting her wish, I thrusted into her allowing her orgasm to spasm against my cock as I stroked her clit to completion.
Once she had completed her orgasm, I began thrusting into her depths to bring about my release. Every time I push into her body, I felt my tip smack against her womb, sucking me deeper than I ever thought possible. Spurred into near deafness by our intense lovemaking, I realized that we had been grunting and screaming loudly enough to be thankful for our privacy.
Slowly, I felt her body tightening around me, as once again her body readied itself for orgasm and my primal instincts overtook my body. Crashing into her body once more and gripping onto her hips for balance, I felt myself explode into her depths as I collapsed once again onto the woman I love.
"Dale?" she whispered sometime later through ragged breath. "I love you too."
Rolling us to our sides, I helped her regain consciousness by trailing gentle kisses down her collarbone, up her neck, across her jaw, and finally to her lips which were beginning to look a little bruised.
"How do you feel, honey?" I asked feeling guilty for the aggressive turns our two trysts have taken today.
Teasingly she said, "When can we argue again?" before cuddling up to me and nuzzling my neck. "That was the best sex of my life."
Simultaneously glancing at the alarm clock by the bedside, and noticing that we only have 45 minutes till dinner, we grudgingly left our nest after a short period of spooning so that we could clean up the lean-to and redress. Luckily, our clothes avoided being wrinkled, and after a quick clean up in the bathroom, we made our way up to the main house for our late afternoon meal.
Chapter 29– Kelly
Walking back from the lean-to hand in hand, I felt at complete peace.
Dale's offering of love came with no strings attached or guilt trips. Instead, it felt like he had laid his soul bare at my feet and had given me his love without condition.
Before entering the house, Dale wrapped his arms around me one last time and kissed me before whispering, "I meant what I said Kelly. I love you."
Placing a kiss below his ear I whispered back, "I meant what I said as well. I love you, Dale."
Leaning back so that our eyes could verify the truth of our confessions, we grudgingly released each other and entered my family's home.
Entering the large formal dining room was luckily not awkward at all. Other than a knowing glance from my aunt and mother as they took turns bringing food in from the kitchen, no one even acknowledged us joining the intimate family gathering. John and the girls were busy telling Jared about their day, Mandy was dozing and rubbing David's ear while sucking on her thumb, and my Uncle Terry was busy stealing kisses from my Aunt Shawn in between snatching bites of food as she passed.
Once I made sure that Dale had found his place at the table, I stole myself into the kitchen to see what I could do to help.
"Hey Mom, is there anything left to take into the dining room?"
"The only things left are the parker house rolls in the oven, which should be ready to come out in about three minutes," she said before adding, "Did you and Dale finally get to have some alone time?" Then she very awkwardly wiggled her eyebrows like a crazy woman.
Knowing from experience that my Mom didn't beat around the bush, I
admitted, "We had a very eventful time together. Thank you by the way. It was nice to have some quiet time."
"That young man is good for you, darling. Ever since the first play date in August, I knew he'd bring out the best in you," she admitted thoughtfully before adding, "Sometimes I wonder that if Geoff hadn't seen so much tragedy in your first year of marriage, things might have ended up better. But even then, I don't think you were ever going have the happiness that comes as easily as when you're with Dale," my mom said. "Just remember you are worth it baby."
"Thanks, Mom!" I said willing myself not to cry. "I couldn't have made it through the last year without you."
"Well of course not, I'm awesome! Now grab those rolls, I'm hungry, and the kids are going to burst from excitement if they don't get their hayride."
Chapter 30– Dale
As soon as the kids had filled Jared in on their very eventful time with the goats, the conversation soon switched to the upcoming hayride that Terry had set up for them.
It was evident within the first ten minutes of my conversation with Terry Sadler that in this economy the only reason their family farm was thriving was due to his quick business sense. Bartering and trading his expertise, he had even convinced one of his consulting clients who worked in the automotive industry to let him test out their company’s new hydraulics systems.
The company was sold on his idea when Terry mentioned the rough terrain that families experienced during his hayrides. When the company heard that they could potentially test their new products amongst thousands of willing participants, the company not only offered to sponsor the hayride this year but in exchange for testing and regularly reporting on the hydraulics effectiveness, Terry was able to buy a new heavy-duty SUV at cost.
It was because of his diligence, Jared and David would have a beautiful legacy to pass down to their children one day.