A New Beginning Pt. 01

"Problem is, nobody has the cash to buy it and with the stock market all frazzled up, the bank ain't loaning no money. Anyhow, the doc gave me the long face. Say's I got some sorta cancer or other. Gave me about a year. That was six months ago. I can feel it sneaking up on me. I ain't got long left. Our daughter married and moved off to Dallas. Last I heard, her husband lost his ass and all its fixtures in this market business. They took off and never said a word. Don't know where they are. Which brings me back to you."

Draining' his mug, he stood up and and got the kettle off the stove, filled my mug, then his. He went to to the cabinet and got out a bottle of bourbon and poured a dollop in his, offering it to me, I shook my head.

He sat back down. Took a sip. Then looked back over at me.

"Son, are you planning on sticking around these parts?"

"Yes sir. Got no business nowhere else. Besides, my mama needs me. I can't just run off and leave her all alone. She ain't got nobody else and all I know is work."

He nodded. I've seen you come up. You got a head for business. Like that corn you sold for me. The broker was plumb put out when I seen him next. You flat out gave him what for." He laughed. "Said I'd sent some young upstart that gave him fits."

I nodded. "I remember. I'd stopped by the cafe in town before heading over. I sat and listened a bit. Them men was talking about how much he paid them for theirs. When I went over, he gee hawed around a bit. Had me run it over the scales. Then offered a check for quite a bit less than he gave the others. I tossed it down and started out the door. He jumps up bellering 'Where ya goin?'. I told him to the house and if he wanted this corn it'd cost him this much, not penny less, and that'll be in cash, thank you very much."

"Oh, he slatted around a bit, but I just looked at him. 'How old are you?' he demanded. I told him 'Old enough to spot a raw deal when I see one, but how old I might be don't make no never mind about the cash price of that grain on the wagon, and if he wants it, he better get busy paying' for it because I got chores to tend to and if he wants me to unload it it'll cost him this much more."

"Yep, that's what he said. How many acres you got over there?"

"Hundred and sixty. Forty in corn, another forty in cane. I wanted to clear more, but papa wouldn't have it. Guess it meant too much more work."

"Well son, I have 640 here. Mostly cleared, as you know. Good land, too. I got water rights off the river to irrigate. Least ways when it's high enough in the creek to draw from. I hate to spring this on you sudden like, but I'm running outta time quick. I got a business deal for you. I'll sign this place over to you, lock, stock an' barrel, as she sits. All I ask is you let my wife live here on the place to live out her years. She ain't got nowhere else to go to, and I can't sell it before I cash in my chips. She knows this place well. We built it over the past 50 years. We was young then. She's 68 now. But she can pull her weight around here. Between her and your ma, they can keep it up and you're young and can make it pay. Just have to find some hands to work for you."

"Well, sir, I'll tell ya. Now that's a deal a man would be plumb foolish to pass up."

I stood up and shook his hand, sealin' the deal.

"When it clears up a mite, you an' your ma come move in. You can work with me an' I'll show you what you don't already know."

I nodded. "I was readin' in the paper the other day I got when me an' mama went to the store. It was talkin' about all them folks up there all down'n out. Huntin' any work they can find. Mayhap I'll ride up there an' see if any of 'em is of a mind to work for me here."

He looked at me, "Now see what I'm talkin' about? Here I been sweatin' and worryin' over where to find hands, an' you just pop up with a solution to the problem like nuthin' to it."

He stepped to the doorway goin' to the living room and hollered, "Callie! Come in here!"

Then sat back down. She appeared sudden like, comin' in and settin' down. Her tits swayin' around. It occured to me all the sudden, she didn't have a bra on anymore. Her nipples was sure proud an' pokin' out against her dress material. I also smelled somethin' new on her. I'd smelled the same thing on mama earlier. Pussy in heat. I looked at her with renewed interest. Wonderin' what she'd feel like..."

"Callie, I made a deal here with him."

He told her about our arrangement.

"So, Callie, whatchya think?"

She looked at me studiously for a bit.

"So, you don't have a problem with me stayin' here under your roof?"

"No m'am, not at all. I reckon we all can get along. Ain't no reason to think otherwise."

She nodded. "Of course, you'll be the man of the place. I'll try to stay out of your hair."

"M'am, I've been around here all my life. You've always treated me with nothing but kindness when nobody else would."

"Well Jacob, I seen promise in you. Look at ya. Strapping man now. I've seen you work. You can work under conditions most can't, or won't. Like when pa was laid up after that horse broke his leg. You come helped us. Just took over and set right in like nobody's business. Oh, it was hot that year, too. But, you just got to it and kept at it. Saved this place for us. Hadn't a been for you, we'd a lost that crop. We needed that money to pay off the mortgage we had to take out to buy the new implements. Then flat refused to take a penny for your work. Not a cent. Why, you wasn't but 14, maybe 15. Not a man around here woulda done that. I reckon you earned a seat at this table anytime you've a mind to sit at it. I'll do whatever need be to earn my keep. Hank'll go to the courthouse and sign it over. I'd rather you get it than anybody else anyhow."

Hank looked at me slyly. "Son, you got a filly in your sights to hitch up with?"

"No sir, I reckon I got enough going on without worrying over a young gal. Besides, them young women are hard for me to get my head wrapped around. I never was no hand with them."

He nodded, "So, you ain't hankering around about wanting young'uns? Most your age is setting up for it."

"Nope, I don't guess I am. Such things never interested me much."

"Well, it's sure nice to have a gal to keep ya warm on these cold nights."

I blushed at that. "Yes sir. But it takes a fair amount of woman to keep a man my size warm. You seen them around. They's all skinny. Too skinny for my taste, anyhow."

"Ain't that the truth! Give me a older gal with some meat on her bones. Them older women knows what's what."

Callie huffed at him, "Hank, you stop it. Look, you're making him flush up."

"Aw, I don't mean nothing by it. But, a man's gotta have a woman about to see to him now and again."

"Well, Hank, I reckon he's proved out to be man enough to figure that out on his own. I reckon if he sets his mind on a woman, he won't have no trouble at all making that happen for him. Why, if I was some years younger and didn't have your cantankerous old carcass to deal with, I'd probably set my cap for him."

He chuckled, "Well, like I said, woman, a man's gotta have a gal around to see to his needs." He sipped his cider. "I know with this sickness eating away at me, and trying to figger out how to get everything set up to see to your needs after I'm gone, I ain't been much on seeing to you lately. Might be you and him could work that out between you. Lord knows, I wouldn't get in the way of it. We had a lot of good years together. Just because mine run out, don't mean yours has, too. So, you two just figure it out, with my blessing. I don't know how he feels about it, but I'm just laying the cards on the table and letting you know where I stand on it, is all."

I stood up. "I reckon I'd better get back and see to the stock. We'll be here tomorrow or the next day."

Hank stood up, "I'll go hitch the mules up for you. Go ahead and finish your cider. I'll pull them around front." He put his hat and coat on. Then stepped out.

She got up and refilled my mug. Then sat down. "Don't pay no mind to his nonsense. I know a strapping young man like you wouldn't look twice at an old woman like me." like I said, I'll do what need be to earn my keep."

"I never said that."

"Never said what, honey?'

"That I wouldn't look twice at you. In fact, to my way of thinking, you size up to be an awfully fine woman. Any man worth his salt would be proud to be with you."

It was her turn to blush."Aw you're just saying that to make an old woman feel good about herself. Why, I'd never think you'd want to bed down with me."

I stood up again. My pecker having chose to rise to the occasion again at the prospect of experiencing the favors of her body.

I pointed to the oversized bulge in my loins. "Does this point to me not desiring you?"

She stared wide eyed at it. "That's because of me?"

"Yes m'am, every bit of it on account of you. Why, truth be told, I have an all fired urge to take you right now, If it was the proper thing to do, that is."

She stood up, her face flushing with heat. Her nipples poking out even prouder than before. Stepping over to me, she looked up into my face. Her heavy tits rising and falling on her chest as her breathing kicked up a notch. She reached out and ran her hand over the bulge of my swollen pecker.

"Well son, sometimes what's proper has nothing at to do with it. If you want me, to use me, there's no time like the present I don't guess."

I reached out and pulled her to me. Leaning down, I kissed her like mama showed me how. She stepped in close, her tits mashing against me. I reached my hand between us and took her matronly tit in my hand, causing her to expell her breath into my mouth. I decided right then to jump in with both feet.

I started fumbling with the buttons on her dress. She took over and made short work of it. Then slid her dress off, letting it pool at her feet. I spun her around and bent her over the table. I unbuckled my belt, then took my own clothes off. Then moved in behind her. She pushed her rump out, offering herself to me.

I grabbed my pecker and put it against her pussy and started pushing into her. She whimpered as I sank into her. Her tight, velvety wetness engulfing me. I began to thrust into her. Her knees shaking. I tilted my head to the side to see her tits swinging back and to in time with my thrusts. And fine tits they were, too. I leaned over and took them in my hands as I fucked this fine old woman. Her nipples hard against my palm. I felt my cum rising fast. I started driving hard into her. Her whimpering moan turned into a hoarse cry of lust as she orgasmed. I drove all the way into her then, and held still as my sperm splashed against her cervix. Her pussy quivering around my jerking length. I stayed in her until my balls were spent. Then pulled out. The tightness of her pussy makin' a wet 'plop'.

She steadied herself and turned around, putting her arms around my neck and kissed me. Then she picked up her dress and walked to the sink, tits and ass swaying. My sperm running down her legs. She wiped off, then put her dress back on as I got dressed.

I was pulling on my last boot when I heard the front door open and Mr Richards came in. He had a sly, knowing smile set on his face.

"Well, didn't I tell ya? Nothing like an old gal with plump to please a man proper. Wagon's ready." He held out his hand. I took it. "We'll see you tomorrow or the next day, and we'll get this deal all sealed up legal and proper."

I nodded, leaned over and kissed Callie. Then headed home to see about mama and the stock.

I rolled up to the barn in late afternoon. I unhitched the mules and put them in the big stall across from the cows. I forked down straw and hay for the mules, cows and chickens, filled the grain boxes up with corn, grabbed the buckets and filled all the water up. Everybody fed, watered, and bedded down for the night.

I went to the house and found mama in the kitchen frying deer steaks. I could smell cornbread in the oven. I hung my hat, coat, and pistol belt up. Then I went to her and wrapped my arms around her soft belly and hugged her tight. She laid her head back on my shoulder and smiled.

"Smells good, mama."

She turned around, lookin' me over. "I smell another woman on you."

"That would be Mrs Richards."

She stared at me like I was absolutely nuts. "You fucked Caledonia Richards?"

I nodded, "Yep"

"Where?"

"In her pussy."

She smacked me, rolling her eyes. "I mean, where were you when you done it?"

"Behind her."

She sighed, exasperated.

I grinned. "In her kitchen. I bent her over her table and had at it."

"Where was Mr Richards"

"Out to the barn, hitching up the mules."

She grinned evilly. "Did you charge her?"

"Yep."

"How much?"

"Their place."

"Do what?"

"Damn, woman, you just plumb full of questions, ain't you?"

"Jacob Moses Flannery, I may be your woman and lover, but I'm still your mother, too."

"Yes ma'am, no doubt about that. Now, with your permission, I need to tote in some wood."

She went back to cooking. I filled up the wood boxes. Then sat down at the table.

She turned back to me. "You reckon you got enough left in those balls for me tonight?"

"Depends."

"On what?"

"You asking as my mother or my woman?"

She narrowed her eyes at me and turned back to the stove.

Without turnin' around, she asked, "Would it matter?"

I just got up and went in the main room, stoked the fire, lit the lamp, and sat down to think. What was nagging at my head was the auto cars. Something told me they was here to stay for good. More and more was around all the time. They had places where they sold the gasoline by the gallon here in town. I guess they'd been around a spell now. I just never paid it no mind.

What interested me was the gasoline. Them contraptions won't go without it. I'd asked around about it. I heard a man down to the mercantile asking about something he called 'mineral rights'. He wanted to buy them. Nobody was selling, i asked him what all that was about. He explained it. The oil companies bought or leased the mineral rights to a piece of ground they figured had oil under it. They drilled wells. Pumped it out. Sold it to refineries. They made gasoline, lube oil, an' all. Apparently it paid awful good. That set me to thinking. If a man was to get in that business, he could make out real well. I needed to learn more about it.

Mama hollered supper was ready. She had put my plate in papa's place. Reckon I'd been promoted. We ate in silence. After we finished. She set to clearin' the table. I got up and helped her, to which she protested.

"This is woman's work. You're the man of the family. It's my place to do for you."

"Nope. We're in this together. Now you get your tail out of a bunch and quit fussing. I got too much to think on without you huffing around like an ol' mare in heat."

She spun around on me. Started off to speak. I pulled her up close and kissed her. My tongue in her mouth. My hands on her ass cheeks, holding her to me. She acted up to fight it at first, then she settled into it. I turned her loose.

"Now let's get these dishes done. I got some things to tell ya."

She kissed me, saying "I'm sorry, baby, I got no right to be acting up this way. We ain't married an' you're workin' to provide for me."

"Don't worry about it, mama."

We finished up the dishes and sat down.

I told her everything that happened. Start to finish.

"So, just like that, he gives you his farm and his wife, too?"

"That's the size of it. Although, it seems as if he's thought it through already. I get that he wants his wife cared for after he's gone, but the way he offered to let me use her right then and there told me this wasn't no spur of the thing."

"We're movin' there tomorrow?"

"Who's sharing your bed? Me or her?"

"I reckon both of you."

"Do I have a choice in the matter?"

"Yep."

"What's my choices?"

"Do it or don't. It's up to you."

"I reckon I'll do it then."

"Let's go to bed, mama. I reckon I want to fuck you in the ass tonight."

"Oh really? What are my choices on that subject?"

I had enough of this. I just got up and went to the main room and sat down. I had some thinking to do.

Mama came in, asking, "You coming to bed?"

I shook my head no. She came to me, getting on her knees, reaching for my pecker. I stopped her. "Go on to bed, mama."

She looked up at me with tears in her eyes.

"What's wrong? Why you crying?"

"Because I upset you."

"I'm not upset, I just don't wanna deal with this nonsense tonight."

"What goddamned nonsense?"

"The way you're acting. You're acting like a love sick teenage female. Just yesterday and this morning, you was talking about having to sell your pussy if I cut out. How you'd do anything at all if I'd stay and see after you. About giving me the go ahead to do those things with your mouth and hind end just anytime I felt like it. I never made you give me your word on that. Hell, you brought up the subject in the first place. You did that all yourself. You being the one always telling me how all fired important it was that a man hold true to his word no matter what. I reckon that rule don't apply to women, though. I've done nothing but devote my life to this family. To you and this place. Been doing a full day's work around here since I was eight. I quit school to work so you could have a roof over your head and food in your belly. Never asking for a damned thing but a meal a day and a bed to sleep in. I never took a penny for anything of luxury. I earned ever bite of food I chewed and swallowed. I watched papa do his level best to throw it all away. To keep me down. To treat you like trash. I seen my brother and sister run off. Now papa, too. But not me. Nope, I'm still here plugging away like a fool headed plow mule seeing after you. The first time I do something that brings me a little pleasure off this place, and you go to acting like I stood at the alter with you and promised you marriage vows and ain't deserving of a little happiness in life that ain't got a goddamned thing to do with making sure you're provided for. So yeah, that goddamned nonsense."

She really set to crying then.

"What you crying for now? Go on to bed. We got a long day ahead tomorrow. Unless you wanting to stay here and not go with me. If that's what you want, tell me now."

"Jacob, I'm so sorry. I'm just confused about everything. First your papa running off. Then you treating me like I'm special. For the first time in my life, a man treats me like I matter."

"So, I treat you good, and you act like I treated you poorly? Look, we're in this together. But we ain't married. I'll see after you. If you choose to do things, fine, we can do it. But, I don't expect it from you. So, you need to work that out for yourself. I've got our future well being to figure out. You just let me know whatever it is you decide about the other. Just don't go to figuring that's why I'm staying. I'm staying because I love you and I don't want to see you doing without. I won't have that."

"Jacob, you're right. I was way off the mark acting like that. I apologized once for it, then started all over again. I'll do for you what I said I would, and not give you any grief about it. I know you don't expect it of me. I'll do it because it makes you feel good. And, yes, it makes me feel good, too. So, drag that cock out and let mama suck it. I ain't taking no for an answer. I want to taste your sperm again."

I stood up, took my clothes off and looked down at her grinning, "Well, just so's you know ahead of time, I never cleaned it up after I fucked Mrs Richards. It still has her pussy on it."

She just looked me in the eyes as she used her tongue to clean Mrs Richards' spend off me. Then took me in her mouth and set to draining my balls. It wasn't long before she was swallering my sperm.