"What are you two giggling about?" Reuben asked between bites of his lunch.

Glancing at Tilly, I had to muffle more laughter, and I could tell she was doing the same. Earlier that morning, she'd revealed that Reuben was an excellent husband in all ways. "He's very eager to please," she said while giving me a meaningful look. I was innocent as to what that look meant, so I asked her to elaborate. Tilly had then proceeded to enumerate all the things Reuben did to satisfy her when they were in bed at night. She'd found my red-faced astonishment hilarious.

That frankness with which Tilly spoke was one of the reasons I adored her. At twenty-three, she was only four years my senior, but it seemed as though a world of experience separated us. With her blonde curls and bright blue eyes, she'd had plenty of suitors before marrying Reuben. Sometimes I wondered what it would feel like to be so desired, for I wasn't nearly as fortunate. My brothers often teased me for being almost as tall as they were. I usually wore my brown hair pulled back in a severe bun, and my hazel eyes, though pretty, weren't enough to attract attention. I sensed my father's fear that I would become a spinster.

Every day, I helped my mother with all the chores, trying to be useful, but I was secretly elated when she'd sent me over to Reuben's farm that morning. Tilly was recovering from a bout of the grippe, and though she insisted she was perfectly well, I liked to believe she enjoyed my company as I assisted her in completing various tasks.

Now, she gave me a playful nudge with her elbow. "It's just that Mae and I find you so handsome, Reuben, we can't help but carry on like silly schoolgirls."

I blushed at Tilly's words for the second time that day, but it was true I found Reuben very handsome. He was ten years older than Tilly, having waited to marry until he could purchase a sizeable amount of land to farm. Tilly became his wife last summer, and they'd since been wonderful neighbors to my family.

Sneaking a look at Reuben, I imagined him and Tilly enjoying each other as husband and wife. A flush crept over my face and neck at the thought. Reuben's black hair had a bit of wave to it, and his skin was somewhat lined and weathered from all his time outdoors. I especially liked his dark green eyes.

Those eyes held a trace of mirth as he regarded me. "Is that true, Mae? Do you consider me handsome?"

I ducked my head even while nodding.

"Well, now, it's quite a pleasure to be admired by two beautiful ladies," he said.

I couldn't hide my smile. Though I knew Reuben was simply being kind to me, he was the first man to call me beautiful. Of course, Tilly didn't mind him saying so, for I clearly posed no threat to his affection for her.

"None of the boys around here have caught her eye," Tilly went on in a deceptively innocent voice. "Mae's never even had a kiss."

"Tilly!" I shot her an outraged look. I certainly wouldn't have told her that if I'd known she'd repeat it to Reuben!

He climbed to his feet, and I figured he'd had enough of our foolishness. But he slowly approached us, flashing a mischievous grin. "I think we should remedy that right now, don't you, Tilly?"

"I do," she instantly responded.

I tried to laugh in an attempt to hide my nervousness. "I don't understand."

Reuben and Tilly stood side by side, just inches from me. I could smell the scent of the fields clinging to Reuben, along with his sweat. "Why don't you kiss Tilly?" he suggested, his smile never wavering as he looked from me to his wife.

I merely scoffed. "That wouldn't count!"

He raised his eyebrows. "No? And pray tell, why not?"

"Because Tilly is..." I turned to her helplessly, only to find that she appeared just as baffled by my protest as her husband. I started to say, Because Tilly is a woman. Instead, I managed to sputter, "She's my friend."

Something about Reuben's grin made me worry I'd walked right into a trap. "Well, I'm your friend, too, aren't I?"

I swallowed hard before answering with a meek, "Yes."

"Then it wouldn't count if you kissed me, is that right?"

Of course, he knew it was different, but I'd been backed into a corner. The thought of kissing Reuben both excited and terrified me, so I said to Tilly, "Fine, then. I'll kiss you."

She offered one of her sweet smiles, then leaned toward me. I moved to plant a quick peck on her lips, but she cupped her hand against the back of my head, holding me fast. Her lips were soft and gentle, coaxing me deeper into the kiss. I heard a faint moan escape her throat, and as my eyes closed, I wondered if this was how she had kissed Reuben when he began courting her.

"Oh, that's nice," Reuben said in a low voice. "Wonderful to see you girls being so friendly!"

Reluctantly, Tilly and I broke the kiss, and I blinked at her as if she were a stranger. "That was lovely," I finally said with a shy smile.

"How about being friendly with me now, Mae?" Reuben said.

My mouth dropped open. "Oh, I don't think Tilly would like that."

"I would!" she insisted, clapping her hands to convey her eagerness. "Go on, Mae! You'll hurt his feelings if you don't."

It wasn't just my face but my entire body that felt hot as I turned back to Reuben. He stepped forward and stroked my hair, his touch as tender as a lover's. Then, he lowered his lips to mine. It was my turn to moan in pleasure, and when our kiss grew more fervent, an insistent ache began between my thighs. His tongue grazed mine, making me gasp, but before I could pull away, Tilly moved behind me. Feeling her warm breath on my neck, I imagined she was standing on tiptoes to make up for the difference in our height. She slid her arms around my waist and then cupped my breasts.

I froze, caught between the two of them, and between alarm and desire. Grasping my wrist, Reuben pressed my hand against his groin. My eyes flew open at the feel of his hardness.

Finally, he stepped back, his stare full of unbridled lust. With an eagerness he made no effort to conceal, he watched his wife fondle my breasts. Her fingers had teased my nipples into firm peaks beneath my dress.

"I have a little time yet before I need to return to the fields," he said through his quickened breaths.

"It's been a busy morning for all of us," Tilly chimed in, her tone strangely breezy. "Why don't we lie down for a bit? Would you like that, Mae?"

I had to fight the urge to lean back against her. It was difficult to focus on anything beyond her touch, and I discovered I only craved more of it. Yet I said, "If my father finds out about this, he'll whip me. He might even order me out of his house."

"No one will find out," Reuben promised. "Tilly and I certainly don't want to invite gossip. But we're both very fond of you." Again, he closed the distance between us, and I welcomed another kiss from him.

I'd never visited the sea, but as Reuben and Tilly led me to their bedroom, I experienced the sensation of being swept along on a wave. Hands and lips were all over me, stoking my excitement. Never would I have agreed to this if only Reuben had suggested it; my strict upbringing wouldn't permit me to lie down with a man out of wedlock. But because Tilly was at my side, urging me on all the while, I readily allowed myself to be ushered into the room they shared. It faced north, so it was steeped in shadows even at midday. A beautiful quilt with a double wedding ring pattern covered the bed.

Reuben wasted no time stripping out of his clothes, and Tilly hurried to start undressing me, as if she feared I would change my mind. But my need had already grown too powerful to resist. Just as I studied Reuben's bare chest with its mass of dark curls, his gaze swept over my body. Losing patience, I took over the task of removing my clothing until I was completely nude.

"A lovely lady, indeed," Reuben said. The way he licked his lips while regarding me brought a fierce blush to my cheeks. My small breasts with their dark pink nipples seemed unimpressive when compared with Tilly's ample bosom, but Reuben clearly enjoyed the sight of them.

Despite my curiosity, I couldn't bring myself to look at his member. A furtive glance let me know it was stiff and looming out from him. But I had no such qualms about admiring Tilly's figure. "Oh, Tilly, you're beautiful!" I exclaimed. As she giggled at my praise, the movement made her breasts sway ever so slightly. Her nipples were a paler pink than mine, and the thatch of hair between her thighs was also lighter than the curls covering my sex.

With a flourish, Reuben drew back the covers and then beckoned me and Tilly to join him in bed. I knew we didn't have much time, but I hesitated until Tilly grabbed my hand. As soon as I sat on the bed beside Reuben, he gave me a hungry kiss. His hands gently kneaded my breasts, toying with my nipples, and when his fingers traveled lower, coming to rest between my thighs, I didn't shy away from him. His eyes locked with mine as he began expertly pleasuring me. Tilly, meanwhile, dipped her head and took my right nipple in her mouth. I gasped at the force of her suckling, but before I could caution her not to mark my skin, Reuben grasped my hand.

"Feel of me, sweet girl." He guided my hand to his prick, and I readily stroked its length. My eyes widened at how firm it was; I couldn't believe Tilly had managed to take that inside her body! How it must have hurt at first, but surely, it must have satisfied her, too.

Looking down, Reuben made encouraging sounds as I touched him. "That's perfect, Mae! Ah, yes..." His eyelids fluttered closed, and a soft smile played at his lips. Tilly lifted her head from my breast to give me a wet kiss. We soon worked ourselves into a frenzy, and when she fell back against the bed, I quickly moved to cover her body with my own. Straddling her right thigh, I planted kisses on her neck and shoulder. Finally, I found the nerve to suck at her tit, and she began releasing soft cries of pleasure.

Before long, I found it impossible to contain my excitement. Reuben was clearly aroused by the sight of me sliding my sex along Tilly's thigh, for he murmured, "The man who marries you will be pleased to discover his seemingly prim wife behaves like a harlot in bed!"

Looking up at Tilly, I found her gazing down at me, her eyes full of pleading. Reuben knelt beside her, holding his member in hand. I noticed his balls looked like two nearly symmetrical globes nestled in their hairy sac. "Show Mae what to do," he coaxed his wife.

I let out a surprised cry when my dear friend sat up a little so she could wrap her lips around the tip of Reuben's prick. I'd never heard of a woman doing such a thing! Reuben thrust his hips forward slightly, driving himself deeper into Tilly's mouth. She moaned as if the act delighted her.

Once Reuben withdrew, his cock was wet with Tilly's saliva. "Give it a kiss, Mae," he urged me. I stared in fascination at the way his foreskin moved up and down with his stroking.

A glance at Tilly let me know she was eager to see me do this. Already, her hand had drifted between her thighs, and I could hear the wetness of her sex as she touched herself.

While on my hands and knees before Reuben, I opened my mouth. My gaze was fixed on his member, the head of which appeared shiny and swollen from Tilly's attention. When he guided it to my lips, I sucked the tip, just as I'd seen her do.

Reuben groaned through heavy breaths. "That's a good girl, Mae! Yes, yes, take a little more."

His skin was salty with sweat, and I could easily smell his strong scent. The feel of his coarse black hair grazing my nose made me pull back out of fear I'd gag myself on his length. Yet I allowed him to claim my mouth again, and even as he gently pumped his hips, I didn't struggle against his hand on my head.

"What do you think, Tilly?" he asked in a strained voice. "Does it please you to see your man's prick in another woman's mouth?"

"Very much!" she purred. "And it would please me even more to see both your mouths between my thighs."

Though Tilly had earlier described the way Reuben performed such an act on her, I had no idea she would want me to do the same. I knew I should have been disgusted by her request, but instead, I was overwhelmed by the desire to give her pleasure.

Reuben eased out of my mouth, then moved to grasp Tilly's legs. As he guided them upward and apart, he winked at me and said, "My wife is quite limber."

With Tilly's legs spread wide and lifted out of the way, Reuben and I could position ourselves just inches from her slick, flushed folds. I watched as he circled a fingertip around what resembled a swollen pearl draped with flesh. Tilly writhed at his touch, seeming desperate for more. The sight of Reuben extending his tongue and flicking the tip of it against that pearl made my own sex dripping wet.

"Yes!" Tilly raised her head to watch her husband. Reuben licked and suckled, and when he reached for me, I allowed him to draw my face close to his.

"Let's lick her together," he said with a grin.

The scent of Tilly's arousal was inescapable, and her taste, sharp and tangy, inundated my senses. Reuben and I set about working our tongues against her sensitive bud, which seemed to swell even more. Soon, she was crying out, begging for release.

Reuben's tongue danced with mine as we pleasured his wife, and he went so far as to suck my tongue between his lips. I watched him slide two fingers deep into Tilly's cunt, and when his tongue moved even faster to stimulate her, I followed his pace. The way Tilly carried on, one might have thought she was in agony. A series of violent shudders overtook her, and I knew she was struggling to muffle her screams.

Only when she began to squirm and whine did Reuben lift his head. Sliding his fingers out of her, he brought them to my lips. I sucked my friend's juices from his skin, which made him smile in approval. "Is your cunt wet for me, Mae?"

Though I nodded, I rushed to say, "I can't have your fingers inside me like that, Reuben. I need to remain intact in case I ever do marry."

"I promise you'll leave this house with your maidenhead, but I'm aching to taste you."

I was aching for that as well. After Reuben lay on his back, he instructed me to straddle his face. Tilly had recovered enough to sit up, and her eyes were bright as she watched me position my body the way Reuben preferred. I was facing toward his feet, so I had a perfect view of his hard member.

"Ride me, Tilly!" he urged his wife. Then, he pulled me down onto his mouth.

My startled shriek was soon replaced by wanton moans, for Reuben's tongue was quick to lavish attention on my needy pearl. Tilly planted a knee on either side of Reuben's hips, then took his cock in her hand. I watched, transfixed, as she guided him to her entrance before sinking downward. Effortlessly, she accepted every inch.

Once Tilly was settled upon him, she gave me a naughty grin. "He has such a skillful tongue, doesn't he, Mae?"

I couldn't speak for a moment; the bliss of Reuben's fervent licking stole my breath. "He certainly does!" I finally managed to agree. Leaning forward a little, I began grinding harder against his face, overpowered by the same instinct which had driven me to rub my sex along Tilly's thigh.

Tilly moved with such a sensual rhythm that I found myself again marveling at her beauty. When she had Reuben all the way inside her, she circled her hips, drawing a moan from his throat. Then, she lifted herself up in a graceful glide before descending upon him once more.

Cupping my buttocks, Reuben eased me off of his face in order to take a breath, and when he pulled me back down, I felt his tongue tease my opening. "Reuben!" I cried, suddenly fearful, but he wriggled only his tongue's tip inside my cunt. I felt no pain from the intrusion, merely a rush of filthy pleasure. In moments, he had me begging for him to continue. All the while, I watched Tilly ride his cock, her breasts bouncing as she took him faster. I knew what the three of us were doing would be considered horribly sinful, yet I couldn't deny I reveled in every second of it.

Reuben returned to licking me at a relentless speed, and I began quaking as Tilly had before. My wails sounded almost panicked, for I didn't fully understand what was happening to me. My muscles had tightened, as if my body bore a great strain. How could pleasure feel so burdensome? I wanted to get out from beneath that weight, but I wasn't sure how.

And then a sudden spasm, followed by several more in quick succession, freed me from all restraint. I screamed, unable to contain my ecstasy. When Reuben loosened his grip on me, I thought I might topple over, but his steady hands kept me upright even as I continued shaking.

Tilly's expression resembled one of agony, and I now intimately knew her desperation for the same release. Once my trembling subsided, I eased off of Reuben and went to kneel beside my friend. Trying to help her all I could, I sought out her nub of flesh, which was still swollen from earlier. Reuben lifted his head to watch us, his eyes wild. The time I'd spent upon his face had left his hair mussed and his skin coated with my fluids.

"Tilly, please!" he begged.

I worked my fingers even faster against her slick skin, and in moments, she seemed to lose all control. Throwing her head back, she let out a guttural moan just before her body succumbed to a powerful contraction. The strength of it made Reuben roar, and he gave a hard thrust as if to drive himself even deeper inside his wife. I looked from her face to his, astonished at the change in them.

When they were both spent, Tilly took a little time to catch her breath. Then, she climbed off of Reuben and crooked her finger at me. "Come on, Mae, let's clean up this mess."

I didn't understand what she meant at first, but it became clear as she knelt between her husband's spread legs and slid her tongue along his still-hard member. It was covered in his seed, and the thought of tasting it made me squeamish. Leaning forward, I tentatively gathered some on my tongue. Though thick and salty, it wasn't repulsive. Soon, my tongue was playfully caressing Tilly's while we drew helpless groans from Reuben's lips.

"Such good girls!" he sighed. I felt a quiver go through him when I licked his cockhead. Tilly cupped his balls in her palm, prompting him to tell her through a grin, "Careful with those, sweetheart."

Once we finished tending to Reuben, I figured our lovemaking had come to an end. But Tilly pressed me back down so that I lay next to her husband. "What are you doing?" I asked with a giggle.

"I'm not quite through with you." Looking at Reuben, Tilly added, "Best hold her so she doesn't escape."

I drew in a sharp breath when Reuben seized my wrists and held me firm. Tilly pushed my legs apart, then lay on her stomach so that her face was right at my sex. Oh, I was already so sensitive from Reuben's tongue, and Tilly's was just as talented! Something about being restrained excited me, and while Tilly buried her face between my thighs, I feigned a halfhearted struggle.

"Tilly, I can't! It's too much!"

I heard Reuben's breathing grow shallow once again. Did it excite him to pin me to the bed like this so his wife could have her way with me? Tilly made eager sounds from deep in her throat, and as her tongue slid to my opening, her fingers kept rubbing me until I bucked my hips.

"Oh, look at our wild filly!" Reuben teased.

My hair, having come loose from its bun, now clung to my damp face. "Please!" I whimpered. As I spoke, I could feel the delicious tension building within me.

The instant Tilly circled her lips around my bud and sucked, she brought me to that peak once more. I flailed and screamed as if being tormented, and she had to hold me tight to continue her merciless stimulation. An eternity seemed to pass before the two of them released their grip, and I was still trembling when they gathered me into their arms. First Tilly, and then Reuben, gave me a gentle kiss. I watched with a satisfied smile as they nuzzled and petted each other.

Before we climbed from the bed to get dressed, Reuben stretched in contentment. His movements were deceptively relaxed, but the words he next spoke filled me with an intense hope. "When Tilly was ill and confined to bed, it made me realize just how much she has to do in helping me run this farm. If it's all right with you, Mae, I'd like to speak with your father about hiring you on here. Only until you marry, of course. Tilly and I sure could use you."

I perfectly understood that they planned to use me for far more than household chores. Looking over at Tilly, I tried not to sound too eager. "Really? You want me to work here with you?"

"Of course!" Her smile was full of affection. "And if you're too weary to make the walk home in the evenings, you're welcome to sleep here." With a wink, she added, "We promise you'll be very comfortable."

I threw my arms around both of them, unable to contain my gleeful laughter. "Oh, you've made me so happy!"

The thought of being an old maid now presented itself as an appealing option, for it meant I could remain here among my neighbors and friends who, in the span of a single afternoon, had become my lovers as well.