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had made this woman think poorly of me. I'd been sharp tongued to people in the past and it hadn't bothered me before. Why now? I was so overwhelmed by Cole, by my body's reaction to him, what he expected me to do to him, my clothes. Everything. I was off kilter, like a chair with one leg too short, wobbly and unsure. And now I'd gone and made Cole mad and hurt Maura's feelings. In turn, I hadn't made a friend of Grant in the process.
Maura carried a large soup tureen from the kitchen and placed it on the center of the table. The soup smelled delicious, but her attire distracted me. She was dressed very similarly to me, with an blouse identical to mine, cut to reveal her breasts. She'd only stuck her head around the door earlier. Had I let her in, I would have seen her wearing her blouse, seen her breasts exposed just like mine. Hers were noticeably smaller than mine, but the corset lifted her amply. Her nipples were large and extremely long, a darker shade of rose than mine. Having never seen another woman besides my sister unclothed, I had not imagined nipples to be so...ample.
I surreptitiously glanced at my own breasts. They were much, much larger, obscenely so, pushed up as they were, but my nipples were much more demure.
"Maura, it smells wonderful, and I apologize for barging in like this, especially after having you carry our meal to the house, and then back." With the last, Cole glanced at me, clearly waiting for me to apologize.
"I am sorry, Maura, for being so unfriendly. I've found myself a little overwhelmed and I was not kind to you when I could have used a friend," I replied, contrite. If only I'd kept quiet, I'd have learned my breasts weren't the only ones to be exposed on the Bridger ranch.
The woman gave me a soft smile and a nod and I was surprised by her easy forgiveness.
"Not all women are as hurtful as your sister. In time, you will come to see that she was the exception, not the norm."
I looked down at the wood floor during his chastisement. He was correct, but that didn't lessen the sting.
"Thank you, darlin', for making things right with Maura. However, you have hurt the feelings of Grant's wife and you can not go unpunished for your behavior. You must remember that there are consequences to your words."
"But--" I glanced up at Cole and quickly shut my mouth. Now was not the time to argue.
"You are clearly too old for soap in your mouth. Instead, you will suck my cock until I am finished my lunch. It is the perfect way for you to remain quiet and learn to not speak out of turn."
My jaw dropped, stunned by his words. I wasn't sure if I should be mortified or appalled. Perhaps both. "You want me to...what? Here?" I waved my arm. "With them in the room?"
"This is their house. If you'd been kinder to Maura and let her in the door, we'd be eating a private meal right now. You chose this venue and by your behavior you've chosen to suck my cock instead of eating your lunch. Now get under the table."
Cole sat down at the table, picked up his spoon. He looked to me expectantly. I glanced at Grant, whose hand rested upon his wife's on the table. Would I want Cole to defend and protect me in such a way if I'd been bullied by another woman? Would I want her to be chastised and punished, just like me? Oh God, I would. I had to make this right.
I took a deep breath and lowered to my knees, crawling beneath the table to kneel in front of Cole. It was dark and sheltered under the table; Grant and Maura could no longer see me. I undid Cole's pants and pulled his cock free. It was so big! Was it always like this? So hot to the touch, with veins pulsing along the length? Would he taste the same, feel the same against my tongue?
"Tessa, be sure to work my cock to the back of your throat as I instructed this morning," he told me, his voice muffled slightly from the table.
Taking a deep breath, I lowered my head and thought about everything Cole taught me only hours before; licking the broad head, running
Maura carried a large soup tureen from the kitchen and placed it on the center of the table. The soup smelled delicious, but her attire distracted me. She was dressed very similarly to me, with an blouse identical to mine, cut to reveal her breasts. She'd only stuck her head around the door earlier. Had I let her in, I would have seen her wearing her blouse, seen her breasts exposed just like mine. Hers were noticeably smaller than mine, but the corset lifted her amply. Her nipples were large and extremely long, a darker shade of rose than mine. Having never seen another woman besides my sister unclothed, I had not imagined nipples to be so...ample.
I surreptitiously glanced at my own breasts. They were much, much larger, obscenely so, pushed up as they were, but my nipples were much more demure.
"Maura, it smells wonderful, and I apologize for barging in like this, especially after having you carry our meal to the house, and then back." With the last, Cole glanced at me, clearly waiting for me to apologize.
"I am sorry, Maura, for being so unfriendly. I've found myself a little overwhelmed and I was not kind to you when I could have used a friend," I replied, contrite. If only I'd kept quiet, I'd have learned my breasts weren't the only ones to be exposed on the Bridger ranch.
The woman gave me a soft smile and a nod and I was surprised by her easy forgiveness.
"Not all women are as hurtful as your sister. In time, you will come to see that she was the exception, not the norm."
I looked down at the wood floor during his chastisement. He was correct, but that didn't lessen the sting.
"Thank you, darlin', for making things right with Maura. However, you have hurt the feelings of Grant's wife and you can not go unpunished for your behavior. You must remember that there are consequences to your words."
"But--" I glanced up at Cole and quickly shut my mouth. Now was not the time to argue.
"You are clearly too old for soap in your mouth. Instead, you will suck my cock until I am finished my lunch. It is the perfect way for you to remain quiet and learn to not speak out of turn."
My jaw dropped, stunned by his words. I wasn't sure if I should be mortified or appalled. Perhaps both. "You want me to...what? Here?" I waved my arm. "With them in the room?"
"This is their house. If you'd been kinder to Maura and let her in the door, we'd be eating a private meal right now. You chose this venue and by your behavior you've chosen to suck my cock instead of eating your lunch. Now get under the table."
Cole sat down at the table, picked up his spoon. He looked to me expectantly. I glanced at Grant, whose hand rested upon his wife's on the table. Would I want Cole to defend and protect me in such a way if I'd been bullied by another woman? Would I want her to be chastised and punished, just like me? Oh God, I would. I had to make this right.
I took a deep breath and lowered to my knees, crawling beneath the table to kneel in front of Cole. It was dark and sheltered under the table; Grant and Maura could no longer see me. I undid Cole's pants and pulled his cock free. It was so big! Was it always like this? So hot to the touch, with veins pulsing along the length? Would he taste the same, feel the same against my tongue?
"Tessa, be sure to work my cock to the back of your throat as I instructed this morning," he told me, his voice muffled slightly from the table.
Taking a deep breath, I lowered my head and thought about everything Cole taught me only hours before; licking the broad head, running
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