Ben got to drive the combine and one of the pickups during harvest, while I was relegated to the kitchen to help Mom feed the temporary workers.Pubert... at fourteen became awkward for me as I suddenly became aware of my body and it's unique requirements. Ben and I had been inseparable from the first, sharing a room in the small farmhouse. Our shared moments of casual nudity in the bath or the creek became embarrassing for us both as we stared at the changes taking place. One problem was that Ben. Reaching forward you take a stiff nipple between your thumb and forefinger squezzing hard while pulling up. The skin pulls forward with your movement and a sharp intake of breath from her tells you she enjoys it. The smile never leaving your lips you move in front of her. Taking a cuffed leg you pull it up and to the side. The motion pulls her slightly forward and the leather straps biting into her already abused ass. Clipping the cuff to the chain you move to the other leg. Repeating the same. I could hear the shower running as I reached the closed bathroom door. I knew Freddy was in there and I didn’t care. I entered the bathroom and announced to whomever was in the show that I was about to join them. My mind was tempting me to rebel agains this behavior. What if my wife had returned early? What if Freddy was in there with her? I pulled aside the shower curtain revealing Freddy all my his lonesome. In a way, I was disappointed that my wife wasn’t in there with him. I stepped in,. I had expected her to tell me what was troubling her but instead the normally talkative Connie seemed content merely to sit there looking at me. It was the same look she had given me on Wednesday, only more so. It was almost adoration. ‘Connie…’ I began. She suddenly came to life. ‘Go left here,’ she unexpectedly said. ‘All right,’ I replied, obediently turning into a country lane. ‘Where are we going, and what’s all this about?’ ‘It’s so beautiful down here,’ she replied dreamily. She was.