Back at the Green farm...
Mary was so wrapped up in what she was doing, massaging Mac Green's back as he rested after making love to the teen, that she didn't notice that they weren't alone until she reached over for more baby oil.
When she looked up and saw the couple standing in the doorway she yelped and scrambled off of her perch on the backs of the old man's thighs, trying to hide under the crumpled sheet as Mac's son roared with laughter.
"Damn Mary," Eric guffawed as he entered the room with his companion, a tall willowy black woman who was about a half foot taller than the muscular man. "When did you start getting all shy?"
"We scared the poor kid," Lucinda Green said as she smiled at the chubby teen who had that deer-in-the-headlights look as she tried to cover herself while Mac Green complained that his massage had gotten interrupted. "Told you we should have knocked."
"Why you hiding Mary?" Eric asked as he pulled a bottle of Jack Daniels out of a bag and cracked it open before leaving to get some glasses. "I know every pore of your body by heart and Lucinda just got a nice look too."
"I'm Eric's wife honey," Lucinda said. "My man been telling me all sorts of stuff about you. Seemed too good to be true but here you are."
"I didn't know," Mary said as she shied away from the woman who was walking around the bed but staying back toward the dresser.
"Don't matter honey. I knew going in that it would be impossible to keep a leash on him because he can't get enough," Lucinda explained. "He says you're like that too. Like you're in heat all the time. Got the fever. That right?"
"I dunno."
"You two gonna talk all afternoon?" Mac asked as he figured out that his massage was over, and when he rolled over and propped himself up against the headboard he tugged the sheet away from Mary while adding, "You were never much for talking, Lucinda."
"I'm just looking now but I gotta wait for the man, Daddy," Lucinda told her father-in-law as she looked at the chubby teen who was doing her best to hide herself from the black woman's eyes. "Trying to see the reason your vegetable stand looks like crap these days. Too much fucking and not enough picking I'd say."
"Been so long since there has been fucking here that there ain't no such thing thing as too much," Mac declared as he watched his son return to the bedroom.
"Let's have a drink to celebrate," Eric announced as he returned with four glasses which his wife helped him fill.
"What's wrong with passing the bottle boy?" Mac asked as he took the glass from his daughter-in-law. "You planning on doing the dishes?"
"I can do the dishes for you if you want Mac," Mary offered as she took the glass from Eric. "I don't mind."
"No wonder they're so fond of you," Lucinda laughed. "They got you doing everything from tossing their salads to doing their chores."
"Salad? No, I haven't made any meals yet but I can cook a little," Mary said.
"Don't want you cooking honey," Eric said with a chuckle as he shared a wink with his wife. "I would like you to stand up and let my Lucinda get a good look at you."
Mary made a face and scrunched down even more, but when Eric set his glass down and peeled his form-fitting t-shirt up and off his body Mary felt her defenses lower, and when he stepped out of his slacks and Mary looked at the bulge in his boxers with the tip of his cock peeking out under the hem of the briefs, she stood up and lowered her hands.
"That your baby batter dried in her bush, Daddy?" Lucinda asked as she bit her lower lip while staring at the crusty white semen looking stark against the dark brown curls surrounding Mary's sex.
"I'm on the pill now," Mary offered.
"Better late than never," Lucinda opined.
"You like that bush babe?" Eric asked his wife as he stepped behind Lucinda and unbuttoned the buttons at the back of her dress.
"I know you do," Lucinda said with a chuckle before turning back to Mary. "My husband likes his women furry, and that is one hairy pussy you got on you girl."
Mary shrugged, not sure as what to say while Eric slipped the plain blue dress off of his wife's shoulders and as it slipped to the floor Mary saw she was wearing nothing underneath.
"What do you think of that Mary?" Eric asked after the simple job of disrobing his wife, and when Mary found herself speechless as she gawked at the long and lean ebony woman who seemed to think nothing of being naked. "Lucinda's got a big bush too. See?"
Mary watched Eric's hand reach around the hip of his much taller wife and let his hand rake through Lucinda's massive bush. From the thick trail of curls that began just below her navel and fanned out widely to fill the delta, his fingers first toyed with and then grasped the lush thicket in his fist to squeeze and twist it a bit.
"Lucinda - she's hairy all over, aren't you honey?" Eric asked his wife as his hands moved up her hip and grabbed her wrist, and as he lifted Lucinda's hand up behind her head he watched Mary's shocked expression at seeing the dense thicket of curls that filled the deep hollow of the black woman's armpit.
Lucinda gave the teen a sultry smile as she let her husband expose her to the plump white girl who seemed in shock at what was going on around her.
Mary took a deep breath through her teeth, having remembered her pussy hair getting the same treatment of sweetness and savageness, and as she watched she felt the same shiver go through her spine as she did when it was her on the receiving end.
Eric's other hand had moved over to Lucinda's breast, the apple-sized orb disappearing in her muscular grip as he kneaded his wife roughly while peeking at the chubby teen from around Lucinda's shoulder.
"You like Lucinda, Mary?" Mac asked from the bed, breaking the teen from the trance she was in, and when Mary glanced over at the woman's father-in-law Mary saw he was playing with his cock, stretching the rubbery snake out as far as he could while seeming to enjoy the show.
"Uh... she's very pretty," Mary finally managed to mumble. "Wish I was that thin."
"Why don't you two get a little better acquainted?" Eric suggested as he moved his wife a little closer to the teen, and when the two came close enough the slender black woman extended her long and lean arms out wide and pulled the flustered teen close.
"Don't be scared honey," Lucinda said as she looked over the top of Mary's head at her father-in-law while giving him a wicked smile. "She's so nervous she's shaking."
"She'll get over it fast," Eric told his wife, and he helped in his own way by taking Mary's hands from her sides and putting them on his wife's buttocks and pressing them into the soft black flesh.
