Jessie was setting the table, and Missy was turning bacon in the frying pan. When Jessie saw me, she pulled out a chair and said, "Please sit down sir... Breakfast is almost ready." As soon as I sat down, Jessie straddled my lap. In a flash, she pulled her shirt over her head, and tossed it to the floor. Then she kissed me passionately. Her hand reached under her bottom and grasped my swiftly hardening cock. Almost before I had time to realize what was happening, Jessie had my now hard member. Dupree began. “She was so looking forward to meeting you again and is now very disappointed. I need to ask how you feel towards Sophie?” “I adore her and I am so sorry I have ruined things...” I started to blabber. Mrs. Dupree raised her hand to stop me. “Lack of self-control is far too common these days and not just with young men.” I think I may have seen her eyes briefly flicker towards Sophie. “Your choice is quite simple, you may apologise, leave and never contact Sophie again or you. " That's â€" wait â€" twenty-one Groschen, right?"Pelle smiled and nodded. The master smith counted off twenty-one silver Groschen, and Pelle gave one to the apprentices, for luck and goodwill, as Enewalt had taught him. The lads even swept the cart bed with a broom and wet rags, to wash off the coal dust.Leaving his cart at a stable, Pelle went to sell last winter's cured skins. He had quite a number of ermine pelts but also rabbit and hare skins to sell, and he received another twenty. Are you asking my permission to fulfill your fantasy? If so, you can do that with your next husband." I knew then that I had already gone too far and had to back down quickly before things escalated out of my control. I made light of it in telling him that some of the women at work had entertained that thought and some had even gotten into this lifestyle. I told him that I only wanted to know what his reaction might be. He was slightly mollified by my change in tactics but appeared slightly.