Guyver – Second Chance – Part 2 - Sex Stories

Guyver – Second Chance – Part 2

... the milk bucket on a hook on the wall, so it wouldn’t get knocked over, Joyce guided the cow back out to the field, petting its neck, and praising it for providing her needs so graciously. Before she went back down to the house, Joyce cut up another six swedes as a treat for the livestock, and then spread them along the trough outside the shelter. Back in the kitchen, Joyce set the fire in the hearth, turning the vent to pull the heat round the oven, and then followed an age old family recipe for biscuits. Finding the task much easier than she had at school, Joyce enjoyed being creative in a practical way, actually making something to feed herself, yet still surprised when they were not only edible, but tasted delicious. She’d also put some together without the sugar or fruit, adding a pinch of salt, making them more savoury. They went very well with the cheese and pickles for an evening meal, eaten on the front porch, watching the sun going down. As it grew dark, Joyce went inside and lit an oil lamp, closing the door, but not locking it, since this was the custom on places like this, and she also had her own full time security guard. She took off the apron and dress, returning them to their places, but retained the silk underwear since it felt so delicious on her skin. She sat in the armchair, with the lamp on the table, slightly behind her, and picking up the journal, began to read about life on the farm. The first entry was for New Year 1990, Susan was now 66, and had ...

... been on her own for 27 years, since her husband John had died in 1963. The work was becoming harder to do by herself, but the crops were enough to feed her, and the livestock were all healthy. She exchanged letters with her daughter Helen whenever she went into town, all noted in the journal, about every three months, posting her a new one, and picking up Helen’s reply from the last one she’d sent. It was mostly family news, and life on the farm, but the journal entries showed that they both enjoyed hearing from each other. At Easter Susan had taken up Helen’s long standing offer to move back to the farm if her Mom needed the help, or just the company, especially as she grew older. Helen sold her house in New Jersey, and returned in the summer, aged 45, but much fitter than her Mom, and able to take on all the heavy work, and a lot of the fetching and carrying. Susan did her share of the light tasks, and often kept Helen company when she worked the bottom field, although she was prone to taking an afternoon nap under the tree shade. The journal was apparently a family book, rather than personal, as both of them made entries, Susan about how the farm in general worked, and how much better it was with her daughter there, Helen about specific events, such as stock sales, and how satisfying it was to be back home helping Mom again. Joyce could envisage what daily life had been like for the two women, busy days filled with useful work, and evenings spent together talking as they both ...