Chapter 9
Glenda studied herself in her bedroom mirror and she wasn't pleased by what she saw. She'd been an innocent girl when she'd come to the farm and her innocence had been evident in her face. Now she noticed that she had a new way of holding herself and a new way of smiling that said to everyone that she was no longer innocent. "Oh Poppa." she said, shrugging. "Was the farm worth this much?"
Glenda pulled on the long, flowing gown that Martha had put out for her that morning. Glenda could still hear Martha's taunting voice saying that she was to wear it that evening. "But what for?" Glenda had asked.
"Nick wants you to." Martha said. "We have some important men coming for dinner tonight and Nick wants you to do the serving. He wants you in the gown."
"But I haven't got any experience serving." Glenda had protested.
"Don't worry." Martha said. "The men won't be interested in the way you serve. They'll be more interested in what's under your dress."
Glenda had understood then, and she hadn't liked it. She'd done a lot of things she considered wrong since she'd come to the farm.
A lot of the things she had enjoyed, and she couldn't deny that. But she knew that she couldn't just keep doing things that went against her feelings.
Glenda dropped the long gown down and turned around so that she could look at it. It was a pale green and it set offher auburn hair and the green of her eyes. Her full breasts pushed out the top and showed off plenty of tanned flesh.
She turned around and saw that the dress was smooth everywhere. It would certainly knock any man's eyes out. At least a man like Bobby.
She'd been thinking of Bobby a lot lately. He'd been rough with her but later he'd been kind, and there was something about him that turned Glenda on. She'd never noticed it when they'd been going to school together, but there was something really macho about him.
Not like Nick's macho. She had a feeling Bobby could be gentle and loving as well as rough, and that he would really know how to make a woman hot! There was a knock on the door.
"Hey. hurry." Martha said. "The guests are starling to get here."
Glenda hurried out into the hall. She was astonished to find Martha dressed in a long blue gown that was cut almost to her navel in front.
Martha could be really beautiful when she fixed herself up. and tonight Martha had really fixed herself up. Her hair was like golden waves flowing down her back and her blue eyes seemed to glitter.
"Come on." Martha said. "He might be pissed if we don't get down on time."
Nick didn't get pissed because they made it before the first guest knocked on the door. Martha had explained to Glenda just what the young girl was supposed to do.
As the elderly gendeman stepped in. Glenda took his coat and Martha gave him a soft kiss on the cheek.
"Good evening. Henry." Martha said. "Mr. Brady is having a drink in his study. You already know the way."
"I sure do." he said. "You're looking lovely tonight. Martha. And I see we have another fine dove."
"She's the new upstairs housekeeper." Martha said, laughing.
"Hmmm." he said. "Upstairs, huh. I hope that Nick keeps you busy."
"Busy enough, sir." Glenda said.
He smiled and walked on through the Ihing room into the rear where Nick's study was. Glenda was surprised at the manners of the men who came that evening.
There were four more men and each one of them looked rich and educated. Glenda hadn't been aware that Nick had that kind of friends.
There was only one woman. A tall, thin blonde with very hard eyes. She said little to Martha but she looked at Glenda with a hungry' stare.
"You're a pretty one." she said. "I see Nick is still up to his usual standards. Turn around."
Glenda felt dirty as she turned for the hard-looking woman. She closed her lips together with a nervous impulse.
"Very nice." the blonde woman said.
Glenda was glad when the woman also went into Nick's study. "Whew." Glenda said. "Who was she?"
"That was Cynthia Noble." Martha said. "She's the richest woman in the state so be very careful what you say to her. Nick is thinking about a partnership with her."
Glenda was again surprised when they served the supper meal and Glenda saw Nick. He was a changed man sitting there in his new suit and drinking imported wine. He didn't look anything like the unshaven beer-drinking man who had met her on her first day. the man who had raped her upstairs. This man looked completely different.
Martha noticed the puzzled glances she kept giving Nick and she smiled.
"He's very surprising sometimes." Martha told her. "I never expected to see him like this after the first time I met him. He just seems to fit in where he's at." The supper was over and the men and one woman began to drink. They sat around the living room while Martha and Glenda served the drinks.
Glenda found she was being stared at more and more by the tall, white-haired man Martha had called Henry. He was openly interested in the way her breasts partially fell out of her gown each time she brought him a drink.
"You know, you are a pretty thing." he said. Glenda didn't see the look being passed between Nick and Cynthia.
"A very pretty thing." he said. "Why don't you quit serving for a while and come sit by me."
"I don't think I can do that." Glenda said. "Of course you can." Nick said. "Martha can handle it. Sit down and talk to the Judge!" Glenda sat down beside him and took a good look at him. He did look like a judge. He had kindly eyes and firm set chin. Of course, he was getting just a little bit drunk. Twice. Nick himself had made the Judge's drinks and he had made them strong.
"Pretty lady." he said, his voice shirred. "Would you give me a little kiss?"
"Oh. Judge." she said, smiling. It was strange but she liked him. She didn't know why except that he did seem like a nice person, and she'd been meeting few of those lately'. She wouldn't have minded kissing him except there were so many of them there watching.
"Just one little kiss." he said.
"Oh, all right" she said. "Just one."
He put his arm around her and his hand dropped to her soft white shoulder. He pulled her to him and his mouth closed over hers. She felt the probing of his tongue and she quickly opened her mouth. His mouth felt hot and tense and his tongue drove into her throat deeply.
"Hmmmm." she said, gently pushing him away. "You kiss nice, but you're so tense. You should let someone rub those hard muscles of yours."
"Maybe you." he suggested.
"I'd love to." she said, "but I'm so busy this evening. Martha can't keep the drinks coming by herself. I'm afraid that I couldn't this evening." She was going to say something else but she was stopped by a strong, firm hand placed on her shoulder. She looked up to see Cynthia. "Don't by shy." Cynthia said. "Take him upstairs and rub his shoulders. He had a dull day and he needs some fun. Nick won't mind."
Glenda looked over at Nick and he gave her a nod to go ahead. Glenda didn't like the sudden quiet in the room. Something was going on that she didn't know about--something funny. "All right," Glenda said softly.
She knew she couldn't argue with what Nick wanted her to do. but there was something that didn't feel right. She didn't like the way Cvnthia was smiling. She was almost afraid of her. Cynthia looked like the type who would be cruel to animals, and anyone who crossed her path.
Glenda had to help the Judge up the stairs. He was growing a little unsteady on his feet. She helped him into her room and into her bed. "Now just let me take off your coat and tie and open your shirt. I'll get at those sore muscles."
She got his tie and coat off and she slipped her hands beneath his shirt. She found his muscles really tense and she began rubbing them hard. "Hmmmm." Glenda said. "You must have really had a hard day. Your muscles are like rock. Just let me do something about that. Relax a Utile."
"That's nice." he said. "Let me take off your shirt." she said.
She peeled his shirt off and then his old-fashioned undershirt. He didn't have a bad body for an elderly man. He was trim and flat.
"You must work out a lot." Glenda said. "I bet your wife really likes you."
"My wife is a sick woman." he said. "I never see her except on visiting days."
"Oh." Glenda said. "I'm sorry."
Glenda realized she really was sorry for this nice man. He seemed to be a man with problems. She wondered what he was doing coming to parlies that Nick had. She could feel some of the tension leaving his shoulders and she made him turn over. She hadn't realized he could see so much until she saw him grinning. "Why, Judge." she said. "You peeping torn."
"I couldn't help myself." he said. "You are really a fantastic looking woman."
She realized that the gown she was wearing and the way she looked made him think she was older. That was all right with her. She pressed herself closer to him as she rubbed his shoulders.
"I think you're just a little bit drunk." she said. "Not that drunk." he protested. "I still know a beautiful woman when I see one."
He was looking straight down the front of her gown and Glenda didn't pull back. Instead she pressed even closer so he could get his eyes full.
"You're beautiful." he said.
She wasn't expecting what happened next. After all. he was a judge. He was also an educated man and educated judges just didn't poke their hands down the front of ladies' gowns. But this one did. He pushed his hands right down the front of her gown and fondled her breasts. He ran his hands over her like she was something delicious, something that he hadn't been able to have in a long while. "God. what tits." he said softly.
"Why Judge." she said, but she didn't pull away. She liked him and she liked the feeling of his hands fondling her flesh. She pushed her tits into his hands. "Do they feel good?" she asked.
"Oh. yes." he groaned. "Oh. God yes. I haven't felt any in so long."
Glenda knew exactly what she was doing as she reached behind her back and unsnapped her dress. She allowed the gown to fall away from her shoulders. "Oh God." he said.
He could look at them now. His eyes could feast on her beautiful naked body. He touched her. and stroked her. He ran his fingers across her full red nipples and felt them come alive under his touch. "You're beautiful." he said.
Glenda was getting hot. It was hard to believe but he was turning her on. She began to rub her tits into his squeezing fingers as she pressed her thighs together to try to control the hot feelings there. She moved and she suddenly felt his hard prick poking at her through his trousers. "Ummm." she said. "What's this?"
"Oh Jesus." he groaned, as her fingers searched for his prick and finally found the bulge. She squeezed him gently right through his trousers. She began running her fingertips over his chest and down to where his trousers started. Twice she gave his bulging cock a gentle little squeeze. "Now you just relax." she said. "I really am going to take the tension away."
Glenda stood up and let her gown fall off. She saw his eyes go big and wide as he looked at her. She was dressed only in a pair of white panties and his eyes went all over her. She smiled and ran her fingers down her side and grasped her panties. "You want me to take these off." she said, teasing.
"Yes." he said. "God. yes. Hurry. Take your panties off. I want to see your pussy."
She kept smiling as she slowly stripped her panties down her slender legs. He groaned as he stared at her beautifully hairy bush.
"Come here." he said. "I want to feel you."
She went to the edge of the bed and he put his hand between her legs. He rubbed his hand back and form over her already sensitive cuntlips. She could feel herself getting wet. "Put a finger in me." she whispered. "Put one of your fingers in my cunt!"
He slipped a finger up into her pussy, and she squirmed against it. He looked like he had died and gone to heaven as he fingered her cunt. "It feels good." he whispered. "It feels so goddamned good!"
He kept his finger in her until she made him stop. Already' she could feel the warmth spreading throughout her body. She pulled his fingers out and he pushed them back. "No. stop." she said. "I want to do something else for you."
He kept his hands by his side as she knelt by the bed. Very quickly' she unhooked his belt and pulled his trousers down. She helped him with his shorts and shoes and she had him naked. His cock stuck up straight and hard and Glenda thought his was one of the most beautiful cocks she'd ever seen.
It was funny but she'd never thought a man's cock beautiful before. She'd been excited by them but she'd never thought of them as beautiful. But she liked the Judge and somehow this made his cock beautiful. "I'm going to make you feel really good." she said.
She bent over him and began licking his cock. He groaned as she licked up one side of his cock and down the other. In a few moments she had his cock completely' covered with her saliva, but she kept up her steady licking.
"Oh Jesus." he groaned. "Oh Jesus, what are you doing to me?"
"I'm making you feel good." she said. Hasn't anyone ever done this before?"
"No," he admitted.
She felt good that nobody' had ever given the Judge a blow-job before. It was hard to believe but he had grown up in a different world and it could very' well have been true.
She was glad she was the first. She wanted to believe that she was. It gave her a hot excited feeling.
She licked down to his balls and began to nip gently at both of them. He groaned and grabbed her head but there was no pressure to do anything. He simply held her while she did as she pleased. She moved her tongue back up to his cockhead and she carefully sucked just his sensitive crown into her mouth. He nearly went out of his mind. "Christ." he moaned. "Oh Jesus, that feels good. That feels so good!"
She knew he might not be as willing to do these things if he hadn't been slightly drunk, but that was all right. She knew he couldn't feel that guilty if he really enjoyed himself. "Baby." he gasped, as she began to use her tongue around his crown and gave him little nips with her teeth.
She was getting good at giving blow-jobs. She had him moaning in seconds and she could feel a little of his cum leaking into her mouth.
She knew he would have a big load. He had been saving it for a while. She also knew he might have been an old man. but she had a feeling one wouldn't stop him. One would only take the edge off. She was taking a chance. She wanted him to come in her mouth but she also wanted to feel his big cock in her cunt.
She sucked his rod deeper into her throat and began to massage him with her tongue. She felt his prick growing fatter in her mouth and she knew he wasn't going to last for long. She began moving her head up and down very quickly on his shaft. She loved his rubbery thickness filling her throat and she loved the salty flavor of his cum filling her throat. She ran her fingers up his thighs to touch his balls. She took his balls in her hand and began to squeeze them as she sucked. "Christ." he groaned, "you're killing me. You're making me feel so good."
There was a certain amount of satisfaction in what she was doing to him. Before she had been made to suck Nick's cock even though she hadn't really wanted to.
This was the first time that she really wanted to suck a man. and the first time she was filled with such a sense of power as she sucked.
She could feel his fat cockhead pulsating warmly at the back of her throat and again she tasted his leaking cum. He was getting close, very close.
Her mouth moved faster up and down his broad staff. She squeezed his balls a little harder and she began to make low sounds in her throat.
His hands dropped from her head to her titties. He ran his fingers over her aching flesh as he got more and more turned on by the hot rhythm of her mouth.
"Oh Christ I love it!" he cried.
He moved his hands back up to her head and this time he squeezed hard. He held her firmly as if he was afraid she was going to pull away at the last moment. "Suck me." he said. "Oh. suck my prick. I can feel my balls burning."
His hips began to thrust his rigid prick deeper into her throat and she felt the first hot spurt of his thick jism. She didn't need to be held. She sucked for more. "I'm coming;' he screamed. "Christ I'm coming. Oh Jesus, I'm going to come in your mouth. CHRISTTTTTT!"
He tried to pull his cock away as it erupted down the back of her throat. She wouldn't allow that to happen. She wanted to get every drop of his jism. She sucked hard and felt the globs of his jism resting on her tongue. She moved her tongue back and forth and felt the rest going down her throat. She knew she had it all. Still, she wouldn't release his cock because she wanted to feel it in her cunt. She wanted to feel him fucking her. She kept her mouth on his cock and she began licking. He went limp but she didn't worry. She knew she was going to have him hard in a few minutes. "What are you doing?" he asked.
Again he tried to lift her head, and this time she allowed him to pull her up. "I need you to fuck me." she said. "My cunt's so hot. I need your big prick!"
"I'd like to," he said, "but I don't think I can. I'm an old man."
"You're not that old," she said, smiling.
She lowered her head to his prick again and he gave a low groan. Her mouth enveloped him in her hot liquid warmth and he felt his prick sliding deep into her throat. She continued to suck on him until he felt a fire in his balls.
"I can't believe it." he said. "It never happened mis fast when I was young."
He wasn't hard yet. but she released him and wrapped her fingers around his staff. She began working her fingers up and down and his prick grew as rigid as it had ever been. "See there," she said. "I told you that you weren't that old."
She pushed him onto his back and she slowly moved on top of him. She'd never done it this way before, but she wanted to. She rubbed her tits on his hard prick until a little streak of wet touched her. Then she moved farmer up his body and rubbed her tits against his chest. He groaned as he felt her soft melons touching him. her hard nipples exciting him. "You like that," she said. "I can tell."
"Oh yes," he groaned.
She continued to give him a body massage. She rubbed her heavy tits all over his body. She started again at his feet and rubbed herself up to his chest again. This time she moved farther so that one of her nipples hung over his mouth. "Taste me," she whispered.
He gobbled up her titty like a teen-age boy. He sucked on her with a delicious expression on his face. He sucked hard and loud and it really turned her on. She couldn't stand but a few minutes of it. "Oh," she whispered. "I have to fuck you."
She went back down his body and caught his rigid cockhead in the soft downy fur between her legs. She closed her legs together and moved until she felt more wetness against her thigh. "I'm so hot," she whispered.
She opened her thighs and took his cock in her fingers. She guided his prick-head up against her juicy slit. Slowly she moved down until she felt every delicious inch of his prick filling her pussy.
"That's nice." she moaned, wriggling frantically against his prick. "That's the nicest cock. I love your big. hard cock. Fuck me with it! Please fuck me!"
"Oh yes. baby." he whispered. "I'm fucking you. Can't you feel my cock going into you? I love your pussy. It's the sweetest, tightest pussy I've ever had."
She sat up on him and his delicious cock went deeper into her man before. It felt wonderful. She began to bounce up and down on him as she felt his cock stretching her cunt.
"Oh. that feels good." she moaned. "So good!"
She bounced faster as she felt a hot warmth spreading from between her thighs. She felt that knot in her stomach that she knew was going to explode with a delicious spasm of joy. "Squeeze my titties." she groaned. "Squeeze them hard while you fuck me. It feels good." He grabbed her tits like they were handles and he began rubbing them hard. "My nipples." she moaned. "Rub my nipples."
She was really going crazy as she bounced faster and faster. His fingers made her nipples feel really good. She kept pushing her titties into his hands.
"God." she said. "God. I love it!"
"I want on top. baby." he said. "I want to fuck you!"
She hated to give up her position, but she wanted him to be happy. She rolled over onto her back and he crawled quickly between her legs. She was glad that she had given up her position when she felt him slam his cock savagely into her. He was ready to give her a good fucking. "Oh. that feels good." she sighed.
She raised her legs and wrapped them around his back as he began shoving his cock into her. In a few minutes he had established a rhythm that drove her crazy. She couldn't control the first hot spasm that went through her body.
"I'm coming!" she screamed. "Fuck me hard. I'm coming! Keep doing mat! Keep slamming into me like mat! God. I love it. God. I can feel you coming. I can feel you squirting in me. Squirt that hot juice into SQUIRTTTTTTTTTT!"
She rubbed herself against him until the shuddering in bom their bodies stopped. For a long time he didn't move and she didn't mind. She lay beneath him and stroked his back and buttocks. "Ummm." she said softly. "You were wonderful!" And she meant it.