He hadn’t expected her to do that. He figured they would go up to their bedroom at this point, but it was highly arousing that she chose to continue their lovemaking down here. She brought him into her body, and he groaned. Regardless of how many times they came together, entering her always felt good. He brought his hands under the rest of her dress so he could feel her breasts.
She began rocking her hips, and he leaned his head back on the couch and got caught up in the moment. Since breaking his leg, he’d gotten good about staying still while she made love to him, and there were times when he preferred to stay still because it prolonged the pleasure of lovemaking, and when it was prolonged, his release was much more intense. This time was no different. When the moment came, he let out a soft cry and spilled his seed into her. She held onto him as waves of pleasure crashed into him. It felt so wonderful; so very wonderful.
Slowly, he descended back to earth, and he could think clearly again. Mary was kissing his jaw and his cheek. He wrapped his arms around her and drew her closer to him so he could kiss her in return.
After a while, she straightened up and smiled down at him. “I don’t suppose you’d like to continue this upstairs on a more comfortable surface?”
He returned her smile. “Well, I do owe you for last night. I shall keep going until you’re completely satisfied.”
She giggled. “In that case, I’m not completely satisfied yet.”
“We need to rectify that at once.” He gave her waist a playful squeeze. “Lead the way to the bedroom.”
Giggling again, she did just that.
Chapter Thirteen
A couple days later, Dave had to take a break from his chores since his leg was bothering him. He had wanted to keep cleaning out the stalls, but he’d already fed the animals and put them out to pasture.
With a frustrated sigh, he set the rake aside and left the barn. He hated this. He just wanted to do all of the chores like he was supposed to. But it seemed that he was constantly taking breaks during the day, and it took about a half hour before he was able to get back to work.
He plopped down in the chair on the porch and put his leg up.
Isaac, who was carrying a bucket of water, came up to the porch and set the bucket down by his feet. “Are you tired?”
“No,” Dave replied. “My leg is hurting, so I had to stop for a while.”
“What were you doing?”
“I was cleaning out the stalls after feeding the animals.”
“Do you want me to clean out the stalls so you don’t have to?”
Pleased by the offer, he said, “That’s very nice of you to suggest, but this is a chore better left to someone who’s older.”
“Why?”
“Because the rake is heavy, and you have to make sure you get all of the horse and cow droppings out of the barn. It requires a lot of lifting and throwing.” He paused. “You’ve seen me clean out stalls before.”
“Yes, and it looks easy.”
“I’m not saying it’s not easy. It is easy. All you’re doing is cleaning, but it’s not the same kind of cleaning your ma does in the kitchen where you can wipe something with a cloth. It’s requires more strength.”
“Do you like doing it?”
“I don’t mind it,” Dave said. “It’s nice when the animals can be in a clean stall. Can you imagine if you had to live in a bedroom with all that filth?”
“I smell Adam when he needs a diaper change. It’s not good.”
Dave chuckled. “No, it’s not. It’s nice when Ma puts him in a clean diaper, isn’t it?”
Isaac nodded.
“I’m sure the animals like it when they have their stalls cleaned out,” Dave said. As an afterthought, he added, “Adam prefers to be in a clean diaper, too.”
“Why do babies have to wear diapers? Why can’t they just go in the outhouse like the rest of us do?”
Dave grinned at the boy’s questions. “For one, babies are tiny. There’s no way they could get up on the seat in the outhouse. Two, they can’t sit or walk right away. They need time to build up their strength to do those things.”
“But Adam can sit and walk, and he can climb on the seat in the outhouse.”
“Yes, and your ma will start working with him on going in the outhouse pretty soon, but she’ll need to teach him what to do. She might even ask for your help now that you’re old enough to do it.”
He grimaced. “Do I have to help? Can’t Rachel do it since she’s with Ma all the time?”
“You’re a boy. You’ll be able to show him what to do better than she can.”
“Why?”
“You have the same parts.”
“What parts does Rachel have that I don’t?”
Right away, Dave wished he hadn’t gone so far into the conversation. He shifted in the chair as he tried to figure a way out of the hole he’d just dug himself into. He’d known it was only a matter of time before he had to have a talk with his son about this kind of thing, but Isaac was only nine.
Finally, he settled for telling his son, “I’ll explain it to you when you’re older.”
Isaac didn’t hide his disappointment. “How much older?”
“Older than you are now.”
“I know that, but what age will I be when you can tell me?”
“I don’t know. I hadn’t thought about it.”
“When did Grandpa tell you about the parts boys and girls have?”
