I grab her hand and walk her towards the large leather armchair. I sit down, she stands right in front of me. I give her a galant kiss at her hand and...let it go. With a nod, I indicate she can start. Slowly she unbuttons her shirt, too shy to look at me. Her blush and the two erections at her almost flat chest do the body talk.I lick my lips and tell her "You move me, brunette beauty!". I see her gaze dropping down to my pants. She hopes I show some movement there. She blushes a bit deeper, as. “Is yer pecker feelin better now? We alles want our guests ter be relaxed.”I found my vocal chords and said, “I sure as hell am.” I didn’t know what else to say. I went to find Ole Bill.He greeted me with, “If’n yew gets horny yew kin ask ma wife fer pussy if’n yew’d rather have thet. Lulu tole me she likes yer pecker the way it is. She’s real good, aint she?” I guessed he knew first hand.As we walked around the farm, wearing boots, taking care of things with me shadowing, I asked many. We need to be able to talk to each other, and not have to hint and hide and imagine what each other are thinking. ‘kay?”I was astounded at how easily she had relaxed me and set the casual accepting tone. “Yeah, Marybeth,” I nodded. “Yeah. Allright. Thanks.” I felt at ease with her then, as a friend, as we had always been. “And thanks for being the mature one last night.” I grinned.“The sober one, you mean.”“Yeah,” I laughed, “that too.” She smiled with me. Then raised an eyebrow.“Anything. DJ released her nipple and stood pulling her against him. He gave her a long, deep kiss and lifted her gently onto the counter pushing the dish drain and dishes into the sink and pushing the previous night farther from his mind. Slowly he moved from her lips, to her neck and back to her breasts. After a few gentle nibbles he slowly trailed his tongue down her belly and avoiding her neatly shaved mound he slowly licked down her thigh. Allison leaned back & moaned lightly as every nerve in her.