My daddy traveled a lot when I was growin' up, and I think that's one reason that he and Mama broke up." Oh, it'll only be for a couple months." Well,... if y'all ever get lonely, remember, little Cassie's right across the hall." She turned and winked at me as she said that. "I'm just teasin' ya, hon. Y'all know that, right?"I smiled at her to let her know that I knew I was being teased. But there was part of me that for a brief moment wondered what it would be like to be a single guy again and. After a few minutes of this, I could feel her starting to wriggle under me, indicating she was about to cum. But suddenly, she stopped. I looked up to see what was wrong and she pulled me over so we were lying beside one another. And that’s when she said, “I want you inside me”, which gave me a thrill right to the tip of my cock. “Really?”, I asked. “Really,” she confirmed. It was on.But disaster! I didn’t have any condoms. I figured my dad might though, so I checked his bedside drawers.. He made her favourite things to eat as a picnic and let her talk about her favourite subjects.“You look so relaxed, Jack, it suits you.”“Thanks.”Summoning all her courage, the wine helped, and loosened her inhibitions. A lilt to her head, hair draped as a curtain, she swept it from her face. Narrowed eyes burned for him, her glance flickered to his lips, and met his concerned eyes. The caress of her fingers from his forearm to sturdy bicep meant he fumbled his words.“Amy, you shouldn’t…”What. "I thought about it for a minute."My wife is a very good cook," he enticed."How long will the job take?" I asked him."I think it will take about three weeks," he answered."Alright, you have a helper," I told him. Home cooking was sounding mighty good.I put my stock out in his pasture, and put my gear in the storage room.Mrs. Wright called us to dinner about then. She was a very good cook. Her family was descended from the French settlers in this area. She was very tiny and talkative in contrast.