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Culvert Mozart Lane - chapter 1
Date: 7/10/2024, Categories: True Story Anal Blowjob Cheating Incest Violence Author: Limnophile, Source: sexstories.com
... forest next to our land too. Only a few weeks later we made a deal that improved things on both farms a lot. We each sold our pairs of horses and pooled our money to buy a tractor. He bought the parts and I did most of the work to convert a plow, hay baler, and seed planter to work with the tractor instead of horses. I also modified two wagons a little, so we could pull them with the tractor or his Army surplus Jeep. Elaine and I didn’t have any children together, but a reasonably happy life our first six years. I did my best to teach her four sons to be hardworking, good men. A cousin of theirs had been badly injured by a bear, so they didn’t like going in the forest much. Otherwise, they were mostly good lads. I discovered I had a special talent after our driveway washed out in a major storm. I looked at the hills nearby, felt the soil, and somehow knew we needed a two-foot diameter culvert under the driveway to handle the water flow. I bought the corrugated steel pipe, spent most of two days digging a trench for it, and put it in. We never had water problems after that. I did the same for Jake’s driveway and knew he only needed a fifteen-incher, which cost a lot less. I did a few others to earn some money. Before long, I started a small part-time culvert business. I bought a deuce-and-a-half Army truck and welded up a small crane for it, to lift the heavy culverts on and off. I hired four high school boys part-time to do most of the digging and scheduled the ...
... installs for Saturdays and weekdays after school. I didn’t make enough money at it to fully support the family, but it sure did help. Nobody had any trouble with my work and many recommended me to others. After several years, I got the nickname ‘The Culvert Mozart’. Hardly newsworthy or life changing, but it made me smile. It didn’t really rhyme, but I liked the sound of it. I also bought some traps and sold beaver, otter, muskrat, and fox pelts for extra money when I was lucky. I enjoyed the peace and quiet of walking through the woods checking my traps and seeing the natural beauty all around. I’d skin my catches in a corner of the machine shed, tan the pelts, and take them to a fur trader each spring. You’ll never find it in a restaurant, but beaver is actually quite tasty. No, this isn’t some kind of sex joke. I mean the real animals that chew trees and build dams in the water. People have such sick minds these days! - I was surprised when Jacob asked me to be his best man. He told me he was marrying a beautiful young redhead he just met named Nora. He had proposed after knowing her only a few hours! I was far beyond surprised when I met her. She was only 18 and heavily pregnant! He had only been home from the Army three months and obviously wasn’t the father. Jacob got a pretty and compliant little wife, and Nora got a home and a father for her child. Their son Roger was a little past two, when my wife Elaine baked a cake and we invited their little family over ...