The Chattel Farmer

CH 20 Share the News

The relief of making the decision and that the conversation with Mr. Farber, I mean George, made it feel like I was almost floating up the stairs to my apartment. The main room was a bit messy so I was glad I had the conversation in the office. I called my mom and told her that I’d decided to stay for the internship. We chatted for a few minutes while I picked up a bit. I needed to remember to ask about the laundry situation. I was ok for a few more days since the Auto Fab had delivered the clothes I’d ordered a couple days ago. Mom couldn’t talk long since she had plans. She didn’t admit it but I’m pretty sure it was a date. It was nice hearing her voice but after I got off the phone with her I still felt restless with the need to share my good news. I sent a message to Mary asking when she was going to deliver lunch to the lobby tomorrow. I was pleased by how quickly she replied back. I asked if she had a couple minutes so I could tell her something. She said sure! I had finished cleaning up the main area by this point so I moved back to the bedroom and unpacked my suitcase and the packages from the Auto Fab. Everything fit nicely into the closet and dresser. I decided to call it an early night but spent a few minutes checking social media. A bunch of kids from school were posting pictures of their outfits and plans to go to hot clubs. I didn’t find any of the girls in their tiny club clothes interesting. Now, that skirt Mary was wearing tonight, all bent over in the kitchen. . .I reached under the sheets to hold myself and let thoughts of Mary run away as I started moving my hand.

Since my dad was over at the barn and I knew he was going to go to bed early again because of the midnight milking, I headed up to my room earlier than normal. I changed into my purple sleeping set, snug soft boy shorts and a tight camisole. The camisole was heavier fabric than my friend’s sleep sets but I needed the support to keep these huge breasts contained while I’m sleeping. Waking up because your tit is pinched is no fun! I make sure the barn app is running on the data port and that it knows to alert this ‘port if Molly starts showing active labor. Flipping around inside the app, I see that the next few weeks should have several births, more than we normally have close together. I’m looking forward to it! We haven’t had a birth in several weeks, which is unusual but Duke was sick so that delayed the breeding schedule. Dad didn’t want me around when Duke is breeding but I’ve snuck in to watch a couple of times. He can be annoyingly protective.

I tuck myself into bed and pull up my favorite romance author and open one of her books. I’m getting to a good part when I’m interrupted by a message. I expect it’s one of my girlfriends humble bragging about her plans, but I’m happy to see that it’s Aaron. I let him know when I think I’ll be able to deliver the food. Then he says he wants to talk to me, I quickly respond with “Sure!” I try to go back to my romance story but I can’t stop thinking about what Aaron wants to talk about. Then a steamy part of the story starts and I’m imagining Aaron’s hand “running across her full mounds, gently brushing her n*****s with his thumb…” Oh, live a little Mary! I prop up my device on my bedside table so both hands are free, and start copying the movements in the story. Thinking about Aaron running his hands over my body starts the warm feeling down low. I’m lightly brushing my n*****s but not much is happening, probably because nobody is kissing me breathless. Then the hero pops her breasts out over the top of her shirt and starts pinching and sucking her n*****s. I’m pinching and rubbing both n*****s and squeezing my legs. Hesitantly, I lightly brush my fingers across the crotch of my little shorts. Oh! I felt that. I keep one hand playing with my n*****s and the other rubbing the outside of my shorts. I’m feeling wet down there. I read onto the next part where the hero puts his hands inside her panties and “massages her folds”. I’m already this far, and feeling more turned on than I have before. I push my hand under my shorts and into my lips, I keep pushing lower until I find the liquid. I run my finger around my entrance then move back up spreading my juices. I keep reading through to the end of the steamy scene. Of course they have orgasms. My fingers feel good, and I’m feeling more turned on than I have in the past but it’s not what I think an orgasm would feel like. I don’t think I’ve ever had one. Maybe there’s something wrong with me.

The next day I might have taken extra care in packing the lunches to take to the barn. I used some fresh vegetables from my garden to make a side salad to go with the leftover cornbread and beans. Right after I finished tucking dad’s lunch into the mini fridge in the lobby, Aaron walked in from the barn. “Hey Mary! Guess what? I’m staying the whole summer!” I squealed with excitement and threw my arms around him for a hug. His strong arms quickly wrapped around me, pulling me tightly against him and he spun us around in a circle. Being pressed against his body felt amazing. We let go of each other. “I was hoping you would stay Aaron! We should celebrate. We could eat lunch together?”

“Great idea! Where should we eat?” Mary picked up the bag with the food. “Let’s grab drinks from Dad’s office.” After getting drinks, I followed Mary to one of the empty stalls right by the feed room. It had a door in the exterior wall to a small pasture that featured a mature tree with a table under it. Mary set down the bag, and I set down the drinks. “I’ve been watching Molly’s data and I think we have those contractions under control. So I’m going to let her out into this pasture. Be right back!” I opened the bag and started setting up lunch that she had packed. Before long another door opened and two pregnant chattel came out followed by Mary. I admired her long lean legs that her snug jean shorts showed off. Her lilac V-neck t-shirt showed off her cleavage and I was glad I was sitting with the table blocking her view of my lap since my hardening c**k was showing my interest. I think this is the first time I’ve seen her in shorts. Here’s hoping it’s not the last. The food was amazing of course. Even better I got Mary to laugh a couple of times.