She woke up before me the next morning and started making breakfast. When I came to I could smell bacon and thought "Oh. That's what she meant by 'mak...e it worth your while'" I went to the bathroom and took a piss, put on my underwear and walked to meet her in the kitchen. She was naked under her apron while scrambling eggs and frying bacon. She smiled at me and told me to get back in bed. That had some significant impact on me; I obliged. A minute or two later she brought a plate of food to me. It hit almost all my senses. I could imagine the pink length of it sliding out bright against his belly fur, the hot touch, the liquid squirting against my hand, Lad’s heavy breathing in the quiet of the barn, and his warm doggy smell overpowering the background smell of hay and twine and dust. Every time it came to mind I’d get wrapped up in the fantasy and every time, more and more turned on. Frustratingly so.Usually I just bent down and reached under, and sometimes I’d kind of curl my free. My white pleated skirt was still up above my hips leaving me totally bare below the waist in these tight quarters . I started to bend down, but bumped my big bare bottom on the door and lost my balance! I fell towards her. She put her hands up to stop me from falling, “Her hands grasped both of my big breasts and then easily pinched my hard nipples”. Oh, I'm sorry, she said “Quite sarcastically I think these could stand some real abuse, smiling at the same time as she pinched them again even. And she was dying of all the shyness in the world but was allowing me to. I said ‘marvelous. Tum bahut sundar ho neetu’. She said ‘aapki hoon, jaisi bhi hoon’. I was busy now getting rid of my kurta and pyjama. I used to wear a vest and an underwear. The bulge there, looking at it she smiled and looked at me. I teased her, yeh aapke liye hai neetu. Lo, apne haathon mein lelo isko. Her hand was rubbing me on the underwear. I removed it all of a sudden and her hand was there, on my naked cock..