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Amanda Pt. 03

Authors Note – This is part 3 of the continuing story of Mike and Amanda. It picks up the next morning after the end of Part 2. Mike and Amanda's relationship develops and deepens. Mike and Patsy's connection is revealed. Mike is forced to make an impossible decision. I fully expect much grief for posting this in Incest/Taboo but want to keep the story all together. Enjoy and please vote.

As before, tobacco use present.


Part 3 - Plans Change Again

We were on the road by 9:00. Mom and Karen were in the back seat, Larry and I in the front. Karen was talking about Amanda. I was listening when Karen said, "I don't think Amanda'll ever have a steady boyfriend. Every guy that went out with her never took her out again. I'm not sure what happened between 'em because she never would say. She'd only say that the guys were jerks."

Mom asked, "Karen, do you think the guys might have done something Amanda didn't like?"

Karen said, "I thought about that and asked her. She just wouldn't tell what it was. I just don't know what the deal is."

Mom told her, "I'm sure you'll see Amanda today. She may surprise you."

"What do you mean?" Karen asked.

"Just wait and see," Mom said with a smile.

We arrived at the farm. I saw Charles's truck at the barn. I backed to the large door. We all got out and Mom said, "I'm gonna go see Grandma."

Larry, Karen, and I walked in the barn. The feed room door was open so I figured Charles was in there. He heard us and came out. I introduced Larry and Karen.

"Hi, Mike," he said. "Now that you're here there goes my help."

Amanda came out behind him. She saw Karen and said, "Karen! How've you been? I haven't seen you since last school year."

Karen ran and hugged Amanda, saying, "I'm great. You need to meet my new husband, Larry. Do you know Mike? We came with him."

Amanda said, "I know him. He's my boyfriend. I'm gonna be workin' here for him."

"Your boyfriend?" Karen asked. "What happened?"

Larry looked at me, asking, "Girlfriend? Boyfriend? When did this happen?"

"A couple of weeks ago," I said. "Mom and I were campin' at the lake out here. Amanda, her mom, and Grandma came down to go fishin'. We met then and it's been downhill since." I started laughing.

Amanda heard me. She came over, slapped my arm, and said, "I heard that. That's not what you were sayin' last night." She started laughing with me.

Charles said, "Mike, I'll rescue you from that irate female. I need to ask a couple of questions."

I kissed Amanda, saying, "I've gotta go. See you later, Sugar." Turning to Larry, I said, "Come on in the office." We followed Charles.

Amanda said, "Don't be long, Honey. I'm waitin' and I'm worth it."

Karen's eyes were wide open. Amanda was in for a lot of questions.

Charles had set a new electrical panel beside the old one. He was running conduit up into what would be attic space. He wanted to know where I was going to install the door and windows and where outlets would be. I showed him where the restrooms were going to be and answered his other questions. I told him that I planned to start framing the additional walls next weekend.

We also discussed locating the machinery in the shop. I told him I'd get that figured out this coming week. I had an idea and told Charles to leave an area open on the long interior wall. I wanted to put a window in there to see into the shop. Charles said that took care of what he needed.

I asked Larry what he thought. He was impressed with what I wanted to do. He asked, "Mike, how soon are you movin' out here?"

"Probably by Thanksgiving," I told him. "Grandma needs us out here. Mom's gonna talk to a realtor this week about listing our house. We're gonna sell it."

"There goes my ride," he said.

"Larry, you'll still be able to ride with me 'til school's out next spring," I said. "Don't worry about it."

"Thanks Mike, I really appreciate that," Larry said.

"Let's look at the shop," I said.

When we walked out of the office, I saw that Amanda and Karen were in the back of the barn talking. I showed Larry what I planned to do. I told him that much of the work would be here in the shop, that the cabinets would be built here and delivered to the job for installation. I explained my ideas on building jigs to use multiple times and to speed up the work. He was enthusiastic about everything.


While Larry, Charles, and I were occupied, Karen was asking questions. The first was, "Amanda, I never expected this out of you. What happened?"

Amanda said, "Karen, it's real simple. I never met a man before. You can't compare him to those boys in high school."

"What do you mean?" Karen asked.

"Karen, Mike is a real man," Amanda said. "He owns everything you see out here, the land, this shop, the house, everything. He's been workin' since he was fifteen. Larry'll soon be workin' for him."

"Yeah, I know," Karen said. "Larry likes the work and says Mike is a good teacher. He's learned a lot already. Amanda, you still haven't told me why you didn't date much in school. We used to think you weren't interested in guys much."

Amanda said, "Karen, this may be kinda hard to understand. I want to save myself for the man I marry. All those guys in school wanted was to get in my pants. They weren't interested in me as a person. Mike's interested in me, not just what's under my clothes."


While we were all in the shop, Mom was talking to Grandma. She was hesitant until Grandma finally said, "Patsy, somethin's botherin' you. Spit it out."

"Grandma," she said, "you were almost implyin' that you had the idea that Mike and I were foolin' around when I talked to you the other day. What would give you that idea?"

Grandma said, "Ya'll gave it away. You left the sleepin' bags stacked and didn't air the sex smell out of the tent. I may be gettin' old, but I remember what sex smells like. How long have ya'll been sleepin' together?"

Mom hung her head and said, "We started in the early summer after school was out."

"Why'd you wait so long to do it?" Grandma asked.

"I wanted Mike to be an adult," Mom said. "I was concerned about gettin' caught with him before he turned eighteen."

Grandma said, "So you've been sleepin' with your son. It's not the first time it's happened and it won't be the last. Are you still doin' it?"

"No," Mom said. "I stopped when he went out with Amanda. I don't want to mess that up the way I've messed up everything else."

Grandma asked, "Why do you think you've messed anything up?"

Mom said, "I've messed up Mike's life. He still talks about how much he misses sleepin' with me. I love him so much that it's almost all I can do to keep from draggin' him back into my bed. Bill's dyin' left such a hole in my life and Mike had filled it completely."

Grandma giggled and asked, "That ain't the only hole he was fillin' now was it? I'll bet it was good."

Mom blushed and said, "You're right about that. It was good."

"Patsy, hold your head up high," Grandma said. "I'm not gonna say anything about it. I didn't actually see you and Mike together in a compromisin' position. If anything happens and I'm asked that's what I'll say. As far as anyone else is concerned, I didn't see anything so I don't know anything."

Mom asked, "Grandma, why are you doin' this? I'd think at the least you'd be upset about it, that you'd want me out of your house. Why?"

Grandma thought for a minute. There were some family secrets she'd sworn to never reveal. For now, she'd keep her peace. She said, "Patsy, I love you like the daughter I never had. Because I love you so much I have to accept what you've done and help you carry the load. You know yourself that that's what bein' a parent is about. You love your kids and always try to help 'em over the rough spots when they need it. You're goin' through a rough spot now. I'm here when you feel like you need to talk about it."

Mom hugged Grandma and said, "I really hate to burden you with this, with your health like it is. You don't need this kinda thing to be worryin' about. I'm tryin' to put what I did behind me and get on with my life. I will say it's one of the hardest things I've ever tried to do. It has to be over for Amanda's sake. It has to be over for Mike and me too."

Grandma asked, "You say it's over but you still love him don't you?"

Mom said, "I do. So help me, I do. I still love him as much as I loved Bill when he was alive."

Grandma said, "Patsy, I know how you feel. Don't say anything about it. It'll all work out for the best. These things usually do. Now, Maggie's comin' over to help with lunch. Help us get started and then you go to the shop and see what's goin' on. While you're there you can tell 'em to come and eat."


Amanda and Karen saw us. They came our way. Amanda leapt at me like she did last night. "What took you so long?" she asked, while I held her. "I'm gonna have to talk to that man."

"No, Sugar," I said. "You leave my electrician alone. Don't bother him."

"I like that," Amanda said.

"Like what?" I asked.

"You callin' me Sugar, 'cause I'm so sweet," she said.

"You've got that right," I said. "You're my Sugar 'cause you're the sweetest thing I know."

Mom walked into the shop just in time to see and hear us. "OK, you two. I thought this was a work day," she said.

"We're workin'," I said, laughing. "Don't you see me holdin' this girl off the ground? She's workin' on hangin' on to me and I'm workin' on holdin' her up."

"That's about what I thought," Mom said dryly.

I let Amanda down. She ran to Mom, hugging her and saying, "Mrs. Davidson, your son has to be the greatest man in the world. I'm so happy he's mine."

Mom said, "Mike, we'll have lunch ready by the time you get unloaded. Grandma's feelin' some better today."

"Thanks, Mom," I said. "We'll get on it."

Amanda asked, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

"No, Baby," Mom said. "Maggie came over. We've got it taken care of."

I backed the truck into the barn. Larry and I quickly unloaded, stacking everything against the interior wall of the office room. I told Charles that lunch was about ready. He went to the house with us.

It was a good thing we had a table for eight. It was full.

After lunch I told Charles, "Let's take a ride. I want to show you something. Larry, Karen, ya'll might want to come too."

Amanda said, "You're not goin' anywhere without me." She knew where I was going.

We all got in the truck. Amanda was in the middle of the front seat between Charles and me. I drove down to the lake.

After I parked and everybody got out, Charles said, "Mike, this is beautiful. I can understand why you don't want anybody here."

Larry and Karen were amazed. Larry asked, "This is yours?"

"Yeah, it's mine now," I said. "Grandma and I signed the papers this past week. I'm showin' ya'll this because I want to make it available to you. All I ask is let me know when you want to come out here. Please, respect the land and don't leave a mess behind. My great granddad built this lake over sixty years ago. It's always looked like this and I want to keep it this way."

I continued, "At first I was gonna restrict this to just the family. After thinkin' about it I decided to make it available to employees and their families. I have a very small family, an aunt and uncle in Texas City with their three girls and an uncle workin' overseas."

Larry asked about the fishing. I told him there were bluegill, bass and catfish. He liked to fish as much as I did.

Charles asked, "You were campin' here over Labor Day weren't you? Other that the ashes in the fire pit it looks nobody's been here in a while."

Amanda said, "Daddy, this is where we came last night. I love this place."

While we were at the lake I was telling Charles and Larry about my plans to build a pier and get a small johnboat to use. I mentioned the deep hole and showed them about where it was. Larry mentioned getting a depth finder and mapping the lake bottom to find the good places to fish. I also mentioned that I was thinking about building a small cabin later. Charles mentioned how pretty the area would be in the late fall when the hardwood leaves turned.

About mid afternoon I said, "We'd better get back. I need to get Larry and Karen home. We've got school and work tomorrow. Amanda's got school too."

On the way back I told Charles I planned to be back next Saturday to do the framing in the office area. I wanted to stop early enough to take Amanda out that night. Larry said he would drive out himself that morning. Karen wanted to visit with Amanda.

After we got back to the house, we went inside. Mom, Grandma, and Maggie were all in the living room talking. I told them that we needed to get Larry and Karen home. Mom wanted to stay with Grandma. She would wait until I could go and come back to get her.

When we went to get into the truck Amanda got in the front seat, saying, "This seat's mine."

Larry and Karen got in the back. As I drove back to town Amanda and Karen talked while Larry and I listened. Amanda and I was the main subject of discussion. Karen still found it hard to believe that Amanda was actually interested in someone. Amanda finally said, "Karen, I finally found the perfect man. Mike is still kinda shy and won't do anything unless I want him to. I told you earlier that all the others I'd dated were a bunch of jerks. They were pushin' me to do things I didn't wanna do."

Karen said, "Yeah, Larry's a little bit the same. I'm the one that pushed him all the way. I'm now havin' a baby because of it. We might shoulda waited, but I didn't want to. We're gonna work it out, though. I'm stayin' out of school this year. After the baby's born I'll go back and finish."

Larry broke into their conversation to say, "I was wonderin' about Mike. He never went out and was always workin'. I didn't think he'd ever look at a girl. Amanda, you musta done somethin' to him."

I said, "Larry, Mom and I'd been talkin' about it for a long time. Your gettin' married got me to really thinkin'. That was the same weekend I met Amanda. Nothin's been the same since."

Amanda and I dropped Larry and Karen off at his house. Driving away I asked, "Amanda, do you want to get somethin' to eat before we go back?"

"Why not," she said. "I want some more time alone with you."

I drove to the Shamrock and we went in. We ordered and were sitting and talking when Darla came by. She stopped and said, "I don't believe it. You're out with a girl! When did this happen?"

I said, "Amanda, meet Darla Matthews. She works with my mom. Darla, this is Amanda Reynolds. We met over Labor Day."

Darla said, "Damn! I was just about to fix you up and you beat me to it. Tell Patsy she's got some 'splainin' to do tomorrow."

Darla left about the time our orders arrived. Amanda was looking at me with a question in her eyes.

"OK, Amanda," I said. "Let's hear it."

"What was she doin' fixin' you up? You're mine. Not anybody else's. You belong to ME!" she said. "Do you understand that?" she asked, with a giggle.

"Amanda, that's just Darla. She's kiddin'," I said. "Mom and I were in here a few weeks ago. Darla was here too. She saw us and said she needed to find me a girlfriend. Mom told her to stay out of it. I'm gonna have to warn her to be ready for Darla tomorrow."

"Well, you just remember who you belong to," Amanda said with a smile.

"Sugar, I'm completely happy just where I am," I said. "You're all I want and need."

"You'd better be," she said.

We finished our meal and were going back to the farm. Amanda scooted even closer to me in the seat. She draped my right arm across her shoulders, pulling my right hand down onto her breast. "That's what I've been wantin' all day," she said, holding my hand in place.

"Amanda, Sugar, can I ask you a question?" I asked.

"Sure, Honey," she said. "What'd you wanna know?"

"If you don't mind, would you tell me how big your breasts are?" I asked.

"I'm a 34 C," she said. "Why?"

"I was just curious," I said. "I knew it felt like a good handful when you let me touch it last night and right now."

"Do you wanna see 'em?" Amanda asked.

"Sure," I said, "but not while I'm drivin'. That might make me run off the road," I said with a laugh.

Amanda pulled her tee shirt up so her bra was showing. She slid my hand into her right bra cup. Her breast was so soft and warm. I slid my hand deeper into the cup until I was touching her nipple. When I touched it Amanda moaned softly. "Oh Mike," she said softly. "That feels so good."

I was barely able to keep my eyes on the road. Amanda's breast was proving to be a major distraction.

I pulled my hand from her bra cup, saying, "Amanda, I'd better find some place to stop this truck. I can't do this and drive too."

Amanda said, "You need to find someplace quick."

We were coming up on a tee intersection. There was an open area beside the road there. It was already getting well into twilight. I pulled off the road into the open area behind a large tree.

Amanda was pulling me into the passenger side of the seat. She straddled my legs and pulled her tee shirt off. She wrapped my hands around her breasts, saying, "Feel my tits, Mike. I want it. I want it NOW!"

I was gently squeezing her breasts through her bra cups as she leaned forward kissing me. Amanda reached behind her back and released the clasp on her bra while continuing the kiss. When her bra was loose I slid my hands under the cups. Her breasts were perfect hands full. Her nipples were pressed into my palms.

Amanda slid the bra off her shoulders laying it in the seat beside us. I moved my hands to the sides of her breasts so I could see them. Amanda's breasts were beautiful. Her areolae were about halfway between the sizes of a quarter and a half dollar. Her nipples were almost the size of the last joint of my little finger. The color was a light reddish brown. Her left breast had a small mole just to the right of the areola. Her right one was perfect.

I was as entranced as I had been when I saw Mom's breasts up close the first time. Amanda's were the same perfection in a slightly larger size. I had to kiss these wonders. I had to feel them. I had to lick and suck on them. I had to bury my face in them. I had to do all these things at the same time. Amanda was moaning softly and holding my head to her breast as she humped her hips on my legs.

It felt like my erection was about to tear through my jeans.

I felt myself starting to loose control. Finally forcing myself to stop, I said, "Amanda. Amanda! We're about to go too far, If we don't stop you're gonna end up like Karen. Sugar, please help me here."

Amanda took a long shuddering breath as she leaned back against the dash of the truck. Her nipples were fully erect and her areolae were crinkling from arousal.

"Just one more kiss, Mike, Honey," she moaned. "Just one more, pleeeaaassssse."

I kissed her once more and then said, "Sugar, you'd better get dressed."

"I don't want to, Honey," she said. "I don't know what you do to me but I want you. I want all of you."

"Amanda," I said, "we don't want you to end up like Karen. I want you too but we need to back off some. Sugar, I was so close to rippin' your clothes off and doin' somethin' we don't need to right now."

I didn't know how much more I could stand. Mom was right. Amanda was a firecracker when she got started.

Amanda had a slight pout on her face as she put her bra back on. "Mike don't like my tits," she said,

I waited until she had her tee shirt on before I said, "Amanda, I love you and your tits. I just don't know if we should be doin' this yet. You told me that you didn't like the guys you'd dated because they were always tryin' to feel of you. What's so different now?"
"Mike, Honey," Amanda said, "I don't know how to explain it. When you touched my hands while we were cleanin' those fish it was like an electric spark. I wanted to throw you down and kiss you then. When I asked you to kiss me the first time there was the same spark. Every time I'm with you it's the same. It's almost like you're what's been missin' my whole life. Mike, I can't stand bein' away from you. I love you more every day."

"Amanda, I feel the same way about you. I've felt that same spark. Just holdin' your hand does it for me. I'm really beginnin' to think I'm fallin' in love with you. I've been thinkin' about what it'd be like to marry you and live the rest of my life with you. What concerns me, though, is bein' able to support you like I'd want to, Sugar."

When I said 'marry' Amanda was all over me. She grabbed me in a tight hug. I could feel her heart racing in her chest.

"Mike, did you really say that?" she asked.

"Say what?" I returned the question.

Amanda lightly slapped my shoulder, saying, "That you wanted to marry me. That's what you said, isn't it?" she asked.

"I said I was thinkin' about it," I told her. "You think it's a bad idea?" I asked.

"Mike!" she screamed. "You better do more than thinkin'! I think it's a great idea. I want you more than I've ever wanted anything in my life."

"Amanda, we'd better get you home. We've both got school tomorrow," I said. "I don't want to, but we'd better."

Getting off me, Amanda said, "Yeah, I guess your right, much as I hate to."

We were only a few miles from Grandma's. Charles and Maggie had gone home when we got there. Mom was ready so we went to Amanda's house to drop her off on our way home. She invited us in for a minute when we got there.

Charles and Maggie welcomed us into their home. After Mom and I were seated, Amanda sat in my lap. Maggie asked, "Amanda, what are you doin'?"

"I'm sittin' with the guy I'm gonna marry," she said.

Mom and Maggie's mouths fell open. Charles looked at me as I looked at him.

"Marry?" Maggie asked. "You barely know him!"

Mom looked at me wide eyed. "Mike, what's goin' on here?" she asked.

Amanda looked at Mom and her parents and said, "We were talkin' comin' home after we ate. Mike said he was thinkin' about what it would be like to marry me and spend his life with me. I think it's a great idea and I'll say yes when he asks me."

Mom said, "Mike, are you sure about this? Ya'll have known each other just a couple of weeks."

"Mom, I've been thinkin' for a few years about what I'd want for a wife and life mate," I said. "I told you that I've always compared the girls I knew to you. Every one of them has always fallen short of your standard except this one. I believe Amanda is every bit your equal. I know we haven't known each other very long, but I feel every bit as comfortable with her as I do with you. I feel like she's the missin' part of my life."

Amanda broke in to say, "Mom, Dad, I feel the same way about Mike. Dad, he's every bit your equal. He don't realize it, but he's so far ahead of every other guy I've known. He's already got things most of them'll never have. He's gonna have me, too. All he has to do is ask."

Charles asked with a big grin, 'Amanda, do I need to get my shotgun after this guy? Has he done anything I need to be concerned with?"

"NO Dad!" she exclaimed. "Don't you dare! Mike hasn't done anything. I even had to ask him to kiss me the first time. I love this guy!"

Charles looked at me saying, "Mike, you have my permission to ask Amanda to marry you. With what I've seen and learned about you, I'd be proud to have you for a son-in-law."

Maggie asked, "Charles, what do you know that I don't?"

"Maggie," Charles said. "When I was in town the other day I ran into Raymond Fields and some other builders at the lumberyard. I asked about Mike. Those guys all bragged on him. Raymond said he wished he had a son like this young man. He told me that Mike is the most dedicated guy he's ever seen. Mike started workin' for him at fifteen to help his mother with his pay. He averages workin forty hours a week durin' school and fifty or more in the summers. He said Mike has a great future ahead of him."

Maggie looked at me saying, "Mike, I had no idea. I was thinkin' that you were just gonna be a tradesman, goin' from job to job."

Charles said to Maggie, "Maggie, this young man is not a tradesman. He's a craftsman. He's already so well known he's gonna be turnin' work down. Builders are gonna pay a premium to get his work."

Mom said to Maggie, "Maggie, I've been wonderin' when this was gonna happen. It's a little sooner'n I expected. I guess we need to think about plannin' a weddin'."

After looking at my watch, I said, "Mom, I hate to interrupt all this high level plannin', but you've got work tomorrow and I've got school. Charles, Maggie, Sugar, we'd better go."

"Sugar?" Maggie asked. "Who's 'Sugar'?"

Amanda said, "That's me, Mamma. Mike says I'm his Sugar 'cause I'm so sweet."

Maggie just shook her head.

Charles, Maggie, and Amanda came out to the truck with Mom and I. The parents stayed on the passenger side while Amanda came to the driver's side with me. Mom honked the horn to interrupt Amanda's kiss. "See you, Honey," she said.

"Good night, Sugar," I said, as I got in the truck.

On our way home I told Mom, "Amanda and I ran into Darla at the Shamrock. She wants to see you tomorrow. She said you had some explainin' to do."

"That's all I need," Mom said. "Now. What's goin' on between you and Amanda? Aren't ya'll movin' kinda fast?"

"Mom, maybe we are," I said. "You're the one that said I'd know if it was love. I feel like it is. Amanda's always in my thoughts and she says she's the same way. I feel like both of us were meant to be together. I feel kinda bad about it though. Sometimes I don't know which way to turn. I still love you too. You won't let us do anything anymore and I really miss it. I miss sleepin' beside you and wakin' up with you in my arms."

Continuing, I said, "Mom, what do I do? I love both of you. I want both of you. I know it ain't supposed to be this way, but it is. I don't know what to do. I want Amanda and I want you. It's too bad I can't have you both. If I settle on Amanda and then do somethin' with you I'm cheatin' on her. If I settle on you and do somethin' with her it's the same thing on you. I need to get my head straight but I can't. I love both of you too much. What do I do? My heart tells me it wants both of you. I'm so confused."

"Ya'll haven't done anything have you?" she asked.

"No, Mom. We really haven't. I'd say we're both thinkin' about it, though," I said. "I told Amanda tonight that I didn't want us to end up like Larry and Karen, you know, havin' to get married. We're still gettin' to really know each other."

Mom sat quietly, thinking. She finally said, "I really shouldn't be surprised. Bill and I only knew each other about three months before we got married. You and Amanda have each known a lot about the other from Grandma. You both seem to fit together and like each other."

"Mom, the last thing in the world I wanna do is hurt either Amanda or you. I love both of you. I just hope I can support her the way I want to. Sometimes I wish we were a pioneers a couple of hundred years ago so we could get away with the three of us livin' and lovin' together."

She said, "Mike, I think understand your feelin's and your confusion. I can't tell you what to do. You're gonna have to make a choice. That's part of what bein' an adult is all about. Life's full of hard choices. I told you when you and Amanda met that I'd step back out of the way. I'll tell you this. It's one of the hardest decisions I've ever made. I still love you and always will. I still want you and always will. I still wanta drag you into my bed every night. I'm fightin' with myself to let you go because I think your future lies with Amanda."

Things were quiet for a few minutes. Mom was right. I was going to have to make a decision. I had no idea of the anguish I was going to go through in the coming week as I thought about things.

Mom asked me, "Mike, have you really looked at your finances? At how much you're saving now? At what your expenses actually are?"

I had to think. The biggest expense that I had to pay was buying my gasoline each week. I gave Mom half my pay each week to help with the household expenses and groceries. The rest either went into savings or my checking account.

"I'm doin' OK. Other than my gas and a little spendin' money each week it all goes in either savin's or the checkin' account. What about the money I give you each week, Mom?" I asked. "I wasn't countin' that."

She said, "Mike, I haven't told you this, but I still have way over three quarters of what you've given me. It's in a savings account at the bank."

"But Mom," I said. "You're supposed to be usin' that to help pay the bills and buy groceries with. That's why I give it to you each week."

"Mike, we haven't needed it," she said. "Remember, the house is paid off and I just paid my car off. We just have the utilities and grocery bill. We're not hurtin' money wise. I've been savin' that money for you. Also, we still won't have any bills when we move. Half what we get out of the house'll be yours. Use it to help get your business started. Your dad woulda wanted that and I do too."

While we were having our discussion, Amanda and her parents were also talking.

Maggie and Charles both wanted to know how serious Amanda and I were. Amanda told them, "Mom, Dad, I think we're gettin' pretty serious. Mike said tonight he'd been thinkin' about what it would be like to be married. I have too. Like I said earlier, I'll say yes when he asks."

Charles asked, "Amanda, all I want you to do is to be sure. I don't want you rushin' into anything. Maggie and I'll support you in whatever you do. We'll continue to pay for your college. Just be sure in your heart that you're makin' the right decision."

Amanda said, "Daddy, that's what I'm thinkin' about. Right now it feels right to me. I already know a lot about him because his grandmother tells us about him when Mamma and I visit her. Mike and I still have a lot of talkin' to do about things. That's what we're doin' now. We've both still got a lot of talkin' and thinkin' to do."

Maggie said, "Amanda, all of us have some thinkin' to do. I'd hoped that ya'd wait a while. Please, keep us informed about your plans. I wanted you to have a really nice wedding to remember and I know your dad wants to give you away."

"I'll be sure to let ya'll know what we're plannin'," Amanda said. "Mamma, why don't you and I try to have dinner with Mike's mom one night this week? I want to talk to both of you together."

Looking at Charles, Maggie asked, "Would that be OK with you? Patsy and I can get to know each other better and have a chance to visit."

"Fine with me," Charles said. "I'm at the fire station tomorrow and Thursday."

Maggie said, "Thursday's better. I'll call Patsy tomorrow and set it up."


This week was much the same as the week before with school, work, and home each day. Raymond came by the job Monday and said his framing and sheetrock crews would have some time next week to get some of the work done. After talking with him, we agreed to meet after school on Thursday and look at what I needed. I would take Larry with me and pay his time for the day since he would loose the time on the job. We also discussed my getting the shop in operation after the first of the year. I would build all the casework there rather than on site. He also agreed to let other builder's contact me about cabinetwork.

Thursday, Larry and I met Raymond at the lumberyard. He followed us to the barn. He was impressed with the space. We worked together to lay out all the walls, windows, and doors. After discussing several options we decided on the best and estimated the materials. Raymond's estimate, including labor, was much better than I expected. I told him to do the work, leaving one side of each wall and the ceiling open until all the wiring rough in was finished.

We finished our business by mid afternoon. After checking on Grandma, Larry and I were on our way home. We got there about thirty minutes before Mom was due to get home. Larry walked across the street and I went in the house to clean up and start dinner.

I had been thinking all week about the conversation Mom and I had coming home last Sunday night. I still wanted the both of them. I loved Mom and would do anything in the world for her. I still felt that I had been giving her something she lost when Dad died. I also loved Amanda and really wanted her. Mom was right about this being a hard decision to make. Both of them were so much alike and both of them meant so much to me. I was in an impossible situation trying to make an impossible decision.

I was not concerned about their physical appearance. That wasn't an issue. They were both equally beautiful to me. I would be equally satisfied with either. I still wanted them both. The emotional connection to both of them was the driving force. Was I going to have to flip a coin and let chance decide the issue? I was almost to that point.

Mom came in while I was looking over the choices for dinner. "What're you doin' here?" she asked.

"Raymond wanted to look at the new shop today," I said. "I forgot to tell you."

"Company's comin'," she said. "Maggie and Amanda'll be here in about twenty minutes. They wanted to talk."

"Do I need to leave?" I asked.

"I'm not sure yet," she said. "I stopped and got some chicken quarters for dinner."

"I can get the grill goin' and be ready to cook in about thirty minutes," I told her. "That'll be better than baked and quicker too."

Mom thought a minute, saying, "Go ahead. We'll find out what they want to talk about when they get here."

I was on the back porch with the grill when they arrived. Amanda had spotted my truck and made a beeline for where I was.

I felt two arms wrap around me from behind. I turned and was immediately grabbed again and kissed soundly.

"Hello, Sugar," I said. "What're you doin' here?"

"Couldn't stand bein' away from you, Honey," she said. "Actually, I wanted to talk to your mom again."

"Do I need to leave? Is it that kinda talk?" I asked.

"NO! You ain't leavin'!" she said. "I'm glad you're here 'cause I wanted to talk about us. Why aren't you workin' today?" she asked.

"Raymond wanted to see the new shop," I said. "He's gonna have his framin' and sheetrock crews go out next week and build the walls and do the ceilin' framin'. They have some slack comin' up and he wanted to keep 'em busy."

Mom and Maggie had come out just before I said that.

Mom asked, "Mike, does this mean you'll get it done faster?"

"Sure does," I said. "He's gonna leave one side of the walls open so Charles can get the wirin' done. He's gonna have the sheetrock crew come back and finish later. We'll most likely have the inside done before the first of November. We'll be able to move into the shop before Thanksgiving."

Amanda was jumping up and down, squealing, when I said that.

Mom asked, "What about the cost, Mike?"

I said, "Mom, he figured it close. It'll only take about half what I've got in savings now. I've still got money to buy insulation, doors, and windows."

Maggie asked, "Mike, it's none of my business, but how much are you spendin'?"

I told her what I estimated the cost was going to be to complete the shop. I went on to say that I was paying for it without borrowing any money. I could tell she was concerned about me spending so much. Mom could tell also.

She said, "Maggie, you need to know something. Mike has given me half his pay each week as long as he's been workin'. He said I was to use the money to help pay the bills here at home and to buy groceries. I've saved well over half of it for him. He's just using his savings, not that. I was gonna give the money to him when he found a girl he was serious about. He's financially secure right now. He has no debt."

Maggie said, "Mike, I need to apologize to you."

"No, Ma'am," I said. "You don't owe me an apology. You're concerned about Amanda's future. I completely understand how you feel. I want you to know that Amanda's welfare is my primary concern now and always will be."

Amanda threw herself at me. She turned her head and looked at her mother, saying, "Mamma, you don't have to worry about this man."

By this time the fire was ready. I started cooking the chicken while Mom and Maggie did the other preparations in the kitchen. Amanda refused to leave my side.

During dinner I asked the ladies if I needed to leave during their talk. Amanda said, "No, Honey. You need to stay. I wanted to talk to your mom and mine about you."

After dinner we cleaned up and sat in the living room. Mom and Maggie were sitting in the chairs. Amanda sat in my lap. Mom asked, "Amanda, what did you want to talk about?"

Amanda said, "Mrs. Davidson, I hope you're not upset with us. I know it seems like we're movin' awfully fast."

Mom said, "Amanda, dear, I'm not surprised. I think it's a little soon, but I understand how you feel. Bill and I only knew each other about three months before we married."

Maggie commented, "Yeah, Charles and I married quick also. We were together about four months."

Amanda said, "This is embarrassin'. It's gonna seem like I'm pryin' in your affairs."

I interrupted her, asking, "Amanda, what are you doin'?"

"Mike," she said, "this is somethin' I need to know."

Looking at Mom and Maggie, she asked, "Did ya'll wait 'till you were married?"

Mom and Maggie looked at each other and Amanda and me. Maggie asked, "What do you mean, Amanda?"

Amanda asked, "Oh heck. Did ya'll have sex before you married?"

Mom stared at me before asking, "Mike, what have you not told me?"

I was blushing now. Maggie was staring at both of us. She asked, "Amanda, what have ya'll done? Have ya'll done something I need to know about?"

Amanda told them, "I'll answer your questions when you answer mine. Now tell me."

Maggie and Mom looked at each other again. Neither seemed to want to speak first. Finally, Mom said, "OK. Amanda, I'll tell you. Bill and I didn't wait. We did it the first time about a month before we married."

Maggie was blushing almost as much as I was when she said, "Amanda, Charles and I did it the week before we married. Now, tell me. What have you two done?"

Amanda was blushing now. She looked at me as I looked at her. I said, "We'd better tell 'em and get it over with."

Mom asked, "Tell us what?"

I was still blushing when I said, "Mom, Mrs. Reynolds, Amanda's let me touch her breasts."

Amanda shyly said, "Yeah, I did. I had to make him do it."

Maggie asked, "Is that all?"

Amanda blushed again before saying, "No. Last weekend I showed 'em to him and let him touch 'em bare. That's all we've done though. I want to do more, but Mike keeps slowin' things down."

Maggie asked her, "Amanda, are you sure you wanta go that far? Have you thought this out? Are you really sure? Mike, what about you? Same questions.

Amanda said, "Mamma, I've been thinkin' about this ever since meetin' Mike. I love him and wanta marry him. I wanta give him the greatest gift I can, me. You don't understand. I think I fell for him the first time he touched my hand."

Things were coming to a head. I had to make a decision and I had to make it now. I still wanted Mom but was going to have to let her go. I just hoped she wouldn't be upset with me.

"Mrs. Reynolds," I said, "I'm the same way about Amanda. It was like a spark jumped between us. I've been thinkin' of how I can support her the way I'd like, and how much I love her. Amanda's the reason I'm doin' what I am. When we're apart I feel like a piece of me's missin'. The more I'm around her the more I'm sure she's the one I wanta marry and spend my life with."
Mom stared at both of us for a minute. She finally said. "This is sooner than I was expectin'. Both of you are adults and able to make adult decisions. I'm just glad you wanted to talk to Maggie and me before doin' something you'd regret." Looking at Maggie, she said, "I told Mike that I wasn't gonna tell him what to do, that it was his decision. It still is. I only ask that you be sure before you do, Mike."

Maggie said, "I agree fully with what Patsy just said. Just be sure in your hearts and minds. It's something you can never undo."

Amanda asked, "Mamma, Mrs. Davidson, IF we were to have sex what can you tell us about doin' it the first time?"

Mom said, "Amanda, I don't recommend doin' it in the back seat of a car the first time. That's OK after you have some experience, but not for the first time. My first time was there and I can tell you, it was uncomfortable."

Maggie said, "I agree with Patsy. That's not a good idea."

Mom said, "Amanda, Mike, if you're gonna do it, the best way the first few times is to let Amanda be on top. She should be in control. That way she can control how fast and deep the penetration is. Since she's a virgin, she'll have to adjust to you. Her bein' on top will let her control everything."

Amanda looked at me. I had a good idea what she was thinking. I said "Amanda, I told you that you'd be in charge in our personal lives. I meant it then and I still mean it. You have to convince me that it's what you really want. I'm not gonna do something you'll have any regrets about. I love you and respect you too much to ever do anything you don't want."

Amanda looked at Maggie and Mom before saying, "That's why I love Mike. I can trust him to always have my interests first."

I looked at Maggie and Mom before looking into Amanda's beautiful brown eyes. I said, "Amanda, do you think we should make it official?"

She asked, "What do you mean, Honey?"

I asked her, "Amanda Jean Reynolds, in front of our mothers as witnesses, will you marry me?"

Amanda turned in my lap and screamed, "YES, William Michael Davidson! I'd be proud to marry you," before giving me a kiss that took my breath away.

When we finally broke the kiss, we looked at Mom and Maggie. Both of them had tears in their eyes.

I said to Amanda, "Sugar, we need to go shoppin'. I need to buy you an engagement ring. What do you want?"

Amanda asked, "Can we go Saturday mornin'? I don't know what I want yet."

I asked, "Do you want white or yellow gold? How big a diamond? Think about what you want and we'll start lookin'."

I continued, "Now, Sugar, think about where and when you wanta get married."

Amanda asked, "Mike, Honey, we're gonna live on the farm aren't we? Why not get married at the lake there? That would be really beautiful in the spring."

I said, "Whatever you want. We'll make it happen."

Amanda turned and asked, "Mamma, Mrs. Davidson, can we do that? I think that's what I want."

Mom looked at Maggie and said, "I guess we've got a wedding to plan."

Maggie looked at Mom as she said, "Yes, I guess we do. Amanda, what's your dad gonna say about this?"

Amanda looked at Maggie and sheepishly asked, "Mamma, do you hafta tell him everything? Can't you just tell him that Mike asked me to marry him?"

Maggie asked her, "Amanda, do you really want to do that? Don't you think your dad needs to know everything?"

Amanda looked at me and asked, "Mike, Honey, will you be with me when I talk to Daddy?"

"Amanda, Sugar, I'll do anything you ask me to do," I said. "If you want me there, I'll do it. I may not survive, but I'll do it for you. You know you have to be honest with him and not try to hide anything. I'll be there Saturday mornin' early. We can talk to him then."

The visit ended shortly after when Maggie and Amanda left for their home. As I expected, Mom wanted to talk to me.

"Mike, I see you finally made a decision," she said.

"Mom, I want you to know that it's the hardest thing I've ever had to do in my life," I said. "I still love you both and still want you both. I've been in turmoil all week because of this. I'm still an emotional wreck. It was you continuing to say that I needed to be thinkin' about the future and the kiddin' I'd get about not datin' that made my mind up. You and Amanda are both equal to me. I could be equally happy with either of you."

Continuing, I said, "I hope you're not disappointed with me. I know this has to hurt. I'm hurtin' because of it and am gonna have a hard time puttin' it behind me."

She said, "Baby, you're a man now. You were faced with a very difficult decision to make, thought it through, and I think you made it the right way. Don't have any regrets and don't worry about it now. I'll always support you. You're right about the hurt. I hurt like that when your dad died. I can tell you that it does get better with time. You'll always have the memories and wonder what if. You need to concentrate on Amanda now. You've made a lifetime commitment to her and don't need to let the past come between you."

"Mom, I guess you're right," I said. "I just have to figure out how to let you go."

"You can do it," she said. "You're gonna have to do it again when Grandma passes. It's all a part of life and part of bein' an adult. Now, it's gettin' late and you have to go to school tomorrow."

She hugged me and kissed my cheek as we went to our separate bedrooms.


Friday afternoon Charles was in his shop gathering materials he would need in my shop. When Amanda got home from school, Maggie asked, "Amanda, have you talked to your dad yet? If you don't, I'm gonna do it tonight."

Amanda said, "No, Mamma, I haven't talked to him yet. I was either gonna do it tonight or tomorrow when Mike's here. I probably ought to do it now."

Maggie said, "I think you should. He needs to know."

Amanda walked out to Charles's shop. When she walked in, she said, "Daddy, I need to talk to you."

"OK, Baby," he said. "What do you want to talk about?"

"Daddy, Mike asked me to marry him when Mamma and I were at his house Thursday night," she said. "Mamma and Mrs. Davidson were there when he did. I told him yes, that I'd marry him. He wants to take me shoppin' for a ring tomorrow morning."

Charles hugged her and asked, "Baby, are you really sure in your heart and mind he's the one? Your mother and I have tried to teach you that marriage is a really big step. You're makin' a lifetime commitment to him."

Amanda said, "Daddy, I've been thinkin' about this for the past couple of years. Mike's grandmother has told me so much about him I feel like I know him already. When I'm with him my heart sings. When we're apart about all I can do is think about him. I love him, Dad. He feels the same way about me."

Charles said, "Amanda, I have some questions. First, have ya'll done something you shouldn't? Second, has he been pushin' you to do something you might regret?"

Amanda asked, "Dad, are you hintin' around about sex?"

He said, "Yes, Baby, I am. You know that once you do it you can never take it back."

Amanda blushed, and said, "We've fooled around some. I'm the one that's pushin' it. Mike made me a promise that he wouldn't try to do anything I didn't want to do. He's held to that promise. I had to ask him to kiss me the first time. I was the one that put his hand on my breast. He wouldn't do it until I convinced him that I truly wanted it. I want to give myself to him completely but he won't do it yet. He says he wants us to be comfortable with each other before we go that far."

Charles said, "Amanda, your mother and I have talked about this. We both know that we can't stop you. All we can do is try to guide you in making a life changing decision like that. I will say that we really like Mike. He's a dependable, hard workin' young man that I'd be proud to have as a son-in-law. Everyone I talk to that knows him says the same. He's so much better than some of those boys that've come out here to take you out."

"Dad, I need to be completely honest with you," Amanda said. "Last Sunday night when Mike and I were comin' back from town I had him stop. I took my shirt and bra off and let Mike see and feel me. I wanted to go farther but he stopped us. I could tell he was really strugglin' to control himself. Dad, I've never seen a man have that kind of self control before. He's that way in everything he does. That's one of the many reasons I love him like I do."

"Amanda, just be sure in your heart that he's the right one," Charles said. "Don't do anything you have any doubts about. If you have any questions or concerns, please talk to me or your mother."


Saturday, Mom and I were on our way to the farm at 7:00. When we arrived, Mom went in the house with Grandma and I went to the shop. Charles and Amanda were there, looking at all the chalk lines on the floor. "Good morning," I said.

Amanda ran to my side saying, "Good mornin' Honey," as she hugged and kissed me.

Charles said, "Mike, Amanda and I had a talk last night. I want to talk to you."

"Yessir, I figured you would," I said hesitantly. "How much trouble am I in?"

"Son, you're not in trouble," he said. "I told you a week ago that you had my permission. Now, why would you be in trouble?"

"Well, Sir, I figured I was in trouble for Amanda and me foolin' around some," I said.

"Mike, Maggie and I talked about this a few years ago before Amanda ever dated the first boy," he said. "We decided that young people are gonna do what they do, that we can't stop it. We know that the only thing we can do is provide guidance for Amanda. Maggie and I just want you to take care of her. You do that and we're square."

Charles and I discussed the work Raymond's crew would do next week. I told him I wanted to start working in the shop before the first of the year. We were about finished with our talk when he asked about telephones. I had not even considered that. I thought about it and decided that I would need two-line service with two phones in the office and one in the shop.

Amanda waited patiently for a while. She finally said, "Daddy, Mike needs to take me shoppin'. We need to go."

Charles asked, "What's the big hurry, Baby? What do you need you don't already have?" He knew what she wanted.

"Dad, Mike said I need a ring," she said. "I'm ready to get it now! Please, let him go. You can ask all those questions later."

Charles looked at me, asking, "Mike, are you really sure you want this girl?"

Looking at him, I said, "Mr. Reynolds, if I didn't want her I wouldn't have asked her to marry me. I'm sure I want her. I just hope she wants me."

Amanda leapt into my arms, saying, "Mike, Honey, yes I want you. I want you more than I've ever wanted anything," before she kissed me.

After taking our leave, Amanda and I drove to town. There were three jewelry stores there that would give us a good selection. I asked, "Amanda, have you decided what kind of ring you want? What about wedding rings too?"

"Mike, I don't really know yet," she said. "I sorta like white gold. Honey, how big a diamond can I have?" she asked.

"Well, Sugar, let's wait and see what they have," I told her. "It's your choice. I'm just payin' for it."

Amanda sat quietly for a few minutes before asking, "Honey, are we gonna go out tonight?"

"Well, Sugar, I guess we can. Where do you wanta go?" I asked.

"Mike, why don't we do what we did the first time?" she asked.

"If that's what you want," I said.

I found a parking spot and we started looking at rings. The first store had a nice selection, but the jeweler acted like he didn't think we were serious because of our ages. The second store's selection wasn't quite as good. At the third store we were welcomed immediately. The jeweler asked if he could be of help. I said, "Yessir, you can. I need to buy an engagement ring for this lovely young lady."

The jeweler looked at Amanda with a smile, saying, "Come over to this counter, my dear. We have a nice selection of rings here."

Amanda and I followed him to the counter. His selection was the best yet. Amanda started looking at the smaller stones first. My eye was caught by a spectacular ring with a large square cut center stone and three smaller stones on each side in a white gold setting. I nudged Amanda, saying, "Amanda, look at this one."

The jeweler took it out of the case, showing it to her. He said, "Your young man has a good eye. The center stone is a half-carat square cut and the side stones are 1/10-carat brilliant cut. It's in a 14 karat white gold setting."

Amanda was entranced. She tried it on and found it fit perfectly. She looked at me, saying, "Mike, Honey, I really like this one but can you afford it? You don't need to get something like this. This is too much."

I was watching her as she looked at the ring. I knew she liked it, as did I. I asked the jeweler what his cash price was. He told me. Amanda was looking faint. I asked Amanda, "Do you like it, Darling? Would you be happy with this one?"

Amanda said, "Honey, this is too much."

"Not when it's for the woman I love and am gonna spend my life with," I told her.

Looking at the jeweler, I said, "We'll take it."

Getting my checkbook, I started writing a check to cover the cost. The jeweler saw my imprinted check and asked, "Are you the Mike Davidson that works for Raymond Fields?"

"Yessir, I am," I told him.

"Raymond built my house last year. He was bragging about your cabinets then. My wife and I both love the work you did, especially the way the cabinet doors were grain matched. You do excellent work, young man," he said. "We have many friends that like your work also."

"Thank you for the compliment," I said. "I've always liked working with wood. I'm starting my own cabinet shop and plan to expand into a few furniture pieces after the first of the year."

The jeweler explained the warranty on the ring. I asked about wedding bands. He then showed us a selection of matching bands that would compliment the engagement ring. Amanda said, "Mike, Honey, we don't have to get them now."

I told her, "Amanda, we might as well get them now as later."

The jeweler said, "Young lady, he's right. If you buy them today as a package set, I'll include your wedding band at no charge and include engraving them also."

Amanda asked, "Can we have the engraving done later?"

"Certainly, my dear," the jeweler said.

"Well, OK then," she said. Amanda selected a matched pair of simple white gold bands.

The jeweler completed ringing up the sale and I paid him. He boxed the wedding bands and was going to box the engagement ring when Amanda said, "Please, I wanta wear that one. Mike's already asked me and I said yes."

The jeweler wished us a happy future together as we left. I looked at Amanda and asked, "Do you feel official now?"

"Yes!" she exclaimed, kissing me. "Oh, Mike, I do love you so much."

Amanda and I drove back to the farm. We went in the house and found Mom, Maggie, and Grandma sitting at the kitchen table. Maggie looked at us and asked, "Well?"

When Amanda showed them the ring they all started talking at once. They all wanted to know where we found the ring. Amanda related our experiences at the stores and how much we liked the one.

Mom asked, "Amanda, are you sure you want to be married here and not somewhere else? What if the weather's bad? That can happen, especially in the spring."

Amanda told them, "Yes, I want it here. If the weather's bad we may have to do it in the back of the shop. I don't care about anything big. I want it to be simple and quick. I don't want a big fuss over it."

I said, "Ladies, ya'll are pushin' things. Amanda and I need to decide what and when. We'll start tryin' to decide what we want. I don't think either of us is gonna go overboard. Give us a little time to talk things out and make some decisions."

Grandma said, "He's right. Ya'll give 'em some breathin' room. It's their wedding. Daddy and I were married at the crossroads sittin' in a buggy. Patsy, you and Bill were married by a JP. What about you and Charles, Maggie?"

Maggie said, "Yeah, we were too." Looking at Mom, she said, "Patsy, I guess we're guilty of tryin' to push our wants on 'em. Let's see what they come up with."

Mom said, "You're right. We'll give 'em some time."

I told them that Amanda and I were planning on going out that night. Maggie suggested that Amanda get ready and go with me when Mom and I left to go home. I could clean up and change before leaving for the evening and bring Amanda home after. Mom and I agreed. Maggie and Amanda left so she could get ready.

Mom told Grandma and me, "I have a realtor coming by the house next Wednesday. If everything looks good I'll get the house listed and we'll start packing things."

We discussed possible sleeping arrangements. Grandma told us that Junior and his family were coming in for Thanksgiving. They would be there Wednesday night, Thursday, and Friday, returning home Saturday afternoon. I commented that I might have to camp out in the shop for a few days.

Grandma said, "Mike, when ya'll move out here I want you to take the master bedroom. You're gonna end up there anyway."

"Grandma, are you sure about that?" I asked her. "This is still your home."

"Mike, it's not gonna be for much longer," she said. "Ya'll know I'm gettin' weaker. As much as I want to I don't think I'll get see you and Amanda get married. I may not make it much past Christmas."

There it was, the reality of Grandma's health. This wonderful woman that had done so much for me would soon be gone forever. How I would miss her. I knew in my heart it was coming but it was sure hard to face.

"Grandma, do you need someone here durin' the day?" I asked.

Mom asked, "Mike, what're you thinkin'?"

"I'm thinkin' about Karen," I said. "I'm soon gonna have Larry workin' out here most of the time. This might be a good opportunity for her to make a little money. What do you think?"

Mom said, "Mike, that might be a good idea. I'll talk to Connie and her when we get home tonight."

Grandma said, "I could use a little help with some house cleanin' and in the kitchen some days. I have days that about all I can do is sit around and nap. Also, the medicines the doctor has me takin' sometimes make me kinda sleepy. I'm gettin' to where I almost don't trust myself in the kitchen."

Mom said, "Grandma, Karen's pregnant and can't do any heavy liftin'. She can help with housekeepin' and cookin' for you. She can also be here in case you can't get to the phone. She could drive you to your doctor's appointments and can get groceries when we're not here. We'll look into home nursin' later if you need it. Maggie's also close. She can be here in just a few minutes."

We discussed the situation for a few more minutes. Mom and I left to get Amanda and go home.

Amanda was ready and waiting. She was wearing a light blue satin blouse and navy blue skirt, dark stockings, and sandals with one-inch heels. Her makeup was light, with just a little eye shadow and lipstick. Of course, she was wearing the ring. She was truly beautiful as always.

Mom told Amanda to take the front seat while she got in back. We drove home. Mom and Amanda sat in the living room while I cleaned up and changed clothes. Once I was ready, Amanda and I left.

I opened the truck door for Amanda. When she got in she raised her leg enough for me to see her stocking tops. After I got in and was driving away from home, she scooted over close to me. After I had my arm across her shoulder, she asked with a giggle, "Did I do it right?"

"If you're talkin' about me seein' up your skirt, yeah, you did it right," I said with a laugh.

"Good," she said. "That's what I wanted to do."
"OK, Amanda, where do you wanta go tonight?" I asked.

"How about like last time?" she asked. "How about Mexican and a movie?"

"If that's what you want, Sugar," I said.

We talked about our future while on the road. Amanda was insistent on getting married at the lake. I asked where she wanted to go after. "Mike, I wanna go campin' with you. We don't need to go anywhere. As long as I'm with you, I'm happy."

When we arrived at the restaurant, I came around to open the door for Amanda. She gave me a panty flash as she turned to get out. I was beginning to have a problem in my jeans.

Our secluded table was not available. Instead we had to take a table in an open area. After our order was taken we were sitting and talking. "Amanda," a girl's voice said. We looked and saw a girl at a nearby table. She looked familiar to me.

"Mary," Amanda said. "How nice to see you. I haven't seen you since high school graduation. What are you doin' now?"

After getting up and coming to our table, Mary said, "I'm goin' to nursin' school at Kilgore. What about you?"

Amanda said, "I'm at Kilgore too. I'm takin' accounting."

Mary asked, "Who's this you're with?"

Amanda said, "Mary, meet Mike Davidson. Mike, this is Mary Hawkins. She was in my class in high school."

"I'm pleased to meet you, Mary," I said.

Mary spotted Amanda's ring. Grabbing her hand she exclaimed, "Amanda, what's this?!"

Amanda said pleasantly, "That's my engagement ring, Mary. Mike and I are gettin' married next spring."

Mary asked, "What happened? You never dated a guy more than once in high school."

Amanda said, "I never met a man before. Those high school guys were just boys."

Mary looked at me again, saying, "You look familiar. I know you from somewhere."

"Mary, I was a year behind you in high school. I was in a couple of classes with you. I'm a year behind because I've been enrolled in the vocational program and workin'. I'll graduate in the spring."

Amanda said, "Mary, I'm so proud of this man. He owns a farm, house, his cabinet shop, and his truck and tools. He even has people workin' for him."

By this time our meals had arrived. Mary returned to her table. Amanda and I continued our conversation during dinner.

Amanda said, "Mike, I'm sorry if I embarrassed you, but I had to pick at Mary. She's one of the ones that called me a one date wonder and was tellin' guys not to take me out."

"Amanda, don't worry about it," I said. "That's all in the past. We've got each other now."

After dinner Amanda and I left the restaurant and went to the truck. When I helped Amanda into her seat, she spread her legs and pulled her skirt up, blatantly showing me her panties. I got a good look at lace trim and sheer blue fabric across her crotch.

When I got in the truck, Amanda was sitting demurely in the seat, giggling.

"What's so funny?" I asked her.

"The expression on your face when I pulled my skirt up," she said, before breaking into laughter.

"Amanda, I sorta expected something like that after the leg flash when you got in the truck at home. My mom was right," I said.

"Your mom was right about what?" she asked.

"Mom was right about you bein' a firecracker," I told her.

I could see the puzzled look on her face as I started the truck.

"Firecracker? Why'm I a firecracker?" she was asking as I drove to the drive in.

"Because it don't take much to set you off," I said.

The question waited until we were parked in the theatre. I knew it was coming.

"OK, Mike," Amanda started, "what are you talkin' about? What do you mean about 'set me off'?" She had a serious expression on her face.

"Amanda, I probably shouldn't have said anything," I said. "Mom told me after ya'll's first talk that you told her you became wet when we kissed the first time. She said you were gonna be a firecracker because you got stirred up so easily."

Amanda thought for a minute before laughing and saying, "I did tell her that I wondered why I got squishy when we kissed. That was after we'd talked about gettin' aroused and what would do it. Until she talked to me I really didn't know what was causin' it."

I said, "Amanda, let's talk about this in a bit. I need to go to the concession. Would you go with me?" I asked.

After helping her from the truck, we walked to the concession. We each used the restroom. When we met afterward I asked, "Sugar, do you want to get a drink and popcorn while we're here?"

"Sure, Honey," she said.

After walking back to the truck, Amanda again gave me another panty flash when getting seated. After I was seated and she'd moved over against me with her skirt pulled up to her stocking tops, I asked, "Amanda, Sugar, do you know what you're doin' to me tonight?"

"What do you mean, Honey?" she asked with a giggle.

"You little stinker, you know exactly what I mean," I said. "You keep doin' it to me."

"Ooohhhh," she said. "You mean signals?" she asked with another giggle.

"Yeah, signals," I said with a chuckle.

By this time the main feature, Shenandoah, was starting. Amanda seemed to be somewhat distracted during the slower moving parts of the movie. I finally kissed her. She returned the kiss enthusiastically and put my left hand on her right breast.

"I want it," she murmured softly, as she began rubbing my right thigh.

I was almost fully erect when Amanda started to rub my penis through my jeans.

"Amanda, what're you doin'?" I asked softly.

"Feelin' of you," she whispered back. "Don't you like it?" she asked.

"Too much," I replied. "It's too much."

I was trying to unbutton her blouse with one hand. I finally got the top few buttons open so I could feel Amanda's breasts through her bra. She was moaning softly as I felt her breasts and tweaked her nipples through the bra.

Her rubbing of me was driving me crazy. It had been a while. Mom used to do the same thing to me.

I said, "Amanda, Darling, you're about to make me crazy. You're really getting me stirred up, Sugar."

"You're doin' the same to me," she moaned. "It feels so good."

I was fast approaching the breaking point. I said, "Amanda, please stop. You're about to make me cum."

After I removed her hand, she said, "Mike, Honey, touch me."

She took my hand and placed it between her thighs. Her skirt was pushed above her stocking tops. She pulled my hand against her crotch as she spread her legs.

"Please touch me," she whispered. "I want it."

I lightly rubbed over her mound feeling the slight springiness of her pubic hair. Moving down to lightly trace her labia I could feel wetness soaking through her panties. She moaned again as I traced her crease to the top. I could feel the bump produced by her protruding clit. Rubbing across it again produced another soft moan.

"Amanda, are you sure you wanna be doin' this?" I asked her. "Are you really sure?"

"Yeah, Honey," she said breathlessly. "I'm really sure. I want you to touch my pussy."

Growing bolder, I traced the lace trim around the leg opening of her bikini cut panties. I slowly slid a finger under the elastic and into her soft pubic hair. Slowly moving my finger down between her legs, I felt her wetness directly. Amanda began to move her hips back and forth as I again trailed my finger up to her clit. When I touched here there directly she jumped like she'd been shocked.

"Right there, Honey," she moaned softly, "Touch me right there."

I gently began to circle her clit with my finger and rub its length. I dipped my finger into her wetness for lubrication as I played with her. Amanda was moaning louder and moving her hips more aggressively as her arousal mounted.

"Aaiieeeeee!" she softly screamed as the orgasm took her. Her thighs clamped like a vise as she humped rapidly against my hand and fingers. She slowly relaxed as she breathed heavily.

"Oh Honey!" she exclaimed. "That felt so good! I love you."

Wrapping her arms around my neck, she pulled me into a prolonged kiss.

Retrieving my hand, I started licking her juices from my fingers. Amanda watched me and asked, "Don't that taste bad?"

"No, Sugar," I said. "It's delicious because it's from you."

"But Honey," she said, "I pee from there."

"I know you do, Sugar," I said. "What I'm tastin' is the juice from your vagina, not your pee."

Amanda kissed me again before saying, "Honey, you sure made me feel good. I've never felt like that before. I want you to make love to me. When can we do it?" she asked.

"Sugar, you don't know how much I want it too," I said, before kissing her again. "Where would you wanta do it?" I asked.

"I want it now," she said.

"Amanda, I don't think that's a good idea," I said. "You remember what our moms said about doin' it in the back seat of a car. We need to find someplace where we can be comfortable and take the time to do it right, don't we? Sugar, I want our first time to be as pleasurable as possible for both of us, don't you?"

"Yeah, you're right. I just want you so much I can't stand it," she said.

"I'm the same way about you, Sugar. I never wanted anything more in my life," I told her.

"Mike, Honey, can we go campin' together soon? We could make love there couldn't we?" she asked.

"Amanda, Darlin', I guess we could. Do you think your mom and dad will let you go with me? I'd think it would be pretty obvious we were gonna be foolin' around," I told her.

"Especially after the talk we had with our moms when you proposed," she said with a giggle.

"There's somethin' else to think about, Sugar," I said. "The weather's gonna be changin' pretty quick. We usually have a real cool spell about the end of October durin' the county fair. How do you feel about campin' in cool, rainy weather?" I asked her.

"The weather won't bother me," she said. "I'll have a nice warm man to cuddle up to. How about you?"

"I've camped with snow on he ground," I told her. "Before I dropped out of the scouts to work we'd go campin' every month. The cold's not bad if you've got a way to have some heat in the tent."

Amanda said, "Mike, Honey, we've got some campin' gear at home. Dad's got a Coleman stove and heater we can use. He's even got a Coleman lantern. He uses 'em when he goes huntin'. I've cooked on the stove several times. I'm sure we can use 'em."

"OK Amanda. We'll go then," I said. "We can go Friday afternoon when you get in from school and come back on Sunday mornin'. I'll take that Friday off."

Thinking for a minute I asked Amanda, "Sugar, I have a personal question for you."

"What's that, Honey?" she asked.

"This is a little embarrassin', Sugar, but when is your period?" I asked.

Amanda thought for a minute. She said, "Mike, Honey, I had it this past week so I'll have it again the week before the fair. Is that what you wanted to know?"

"Yeah, it is," I told her. "If we're gonna do this, I didn't want anything that would be a problem. Now, what're we gonna do to keep you from endin' up like Karen? We don't really want a baby right away do we?"

"Mike, I'm takin' those pills now. That's not gonna be a problem. Now, Honey, I want something," she said, as she reached for my crotch again. "I wanta see what I was feelin' of. Mike, Honey, pull your dick out so I can see it."

I unbuckled, unsnapped and unzipped my jeans. Opening the fly, I pulled the top of my jockeys down and out so I could reach in and extricate my circumcised erection.

Amanda said, "It's so big," as she reached for it.

Her hand was so soft and warm as she grasped me. She began to stroke my erection slowly. It was such a wonderful feeling, even better than when I masturbated. Amanda was gradually increasing speed until I was rapidly approaching a climax. I was barely able to grab some paper napkins and hold them over the head in time to catch my ejaculation. Amanda watched as I shot multiple times.

"Wow!" she said. "Does it do like that every time?"

"Pretty much," I told her. "Sometimes it'll take longer. You made it go off pretty fast. You got me really excited tonight, though."

Pulling Amanda into a hug, I said, "Amanda, I love you. I can hardly wait 'til we get married and can be together forever."

She replied, "I feel the same way about you, Honey. Can we get married sooner? I want to be with you now."

"Sugar, it's gonna take some time to get everything done," I said. "You know our moms want everything to be perfect for us. I want the same thing for you. I'd like to get married sooner so Grandma could be there. She's the one that got us together. The other day she said she had a feelin' she might not live long enough to see our wedding."

Amanda looked at her watch and said, "Mike, Honey, let's go to your house. I wanna talk to your mom."

"What do you want to talk about, Sugar?" I asked.

"I wanta talk about our wedding, Honey," she replied.

We adjusted our clothing and started to my home. We talked on the way. Amanda described what she wanted for a ceremony. She had an interesting idea that would work. Now we just had to convince the moms.

When we got home, Mom was in the living room with the TV on. She was surprised to see us there. "What're you two doin' here?" she asked.

"Mom, Amanda says she wants to talk to you," I said.

Mom asked if we wanted anything. Amanda and I each asked for water. After we had our drinks and were seated again, Amanda began:

"Mrs. Davidson, Mike and I've been talkin'," Amanda said. "We've made some decisions about us that we want to tell you and Mamma about. Can you meet with us out at our house tomorrow?"

Mom asked her, "What time, Dear? I'll be glad to be there. Can you give me an idea what it's about?"

Amanda said, "We've been talkin' about our wedding. We've decided on what we want and when we wanta do it."

Mom looked at me before asking, "Mike, what about you? You're not sayin' anything."

"Mom," I said, "Amanda and I both talked this out and decided together. It's a joint decision between us. We've figured a way to do everything that we want. We both want things to be simple. We know already that you and Amanda's mom are havin' a fit to start plannin' things. We'll explain everything to both of you in the morning. We want you to understand what we want, how we want it, and why we want it that way. Ya'll may not like all of it, but please keep in mind that it's for us."

Mom said, "Maggie and I talked earlier tonight about this. We both figured that this was comin'. Mike, I'll support you in anything you do, you know that. Amanda, the same thing goes for you. I look at you like the daughter I never had. I wanta know what ya'll are plannin' but I'll wait 'til tomorrow. This better be good."

Amanda started, "Mrs. Davidson . . ."

Mom interrupted her saying, "Amanda, Dear, please call me Patsy or Mom or something. You're gonna be family now."

"Mom," she said, "I just wanted to say that Mike and I both agreed on what we wanta tell you and Mamma. It was my idea to start, but we both talked it out before decidin' what we did. We think what we decided is gonna be best for everybody."

I said, "Amanda, we'd better get you home. We need to talk to your mom tonight also. Mom, would you call Amanda's mom and let her know we're comin'? Tell her we'd like to get together about 9:00 tomorrow mornin'."

Mom stood when we did. She hugged us both before telling us to be careful as we left.

When we arrived at Amanda's home, Maggie was waiting for us. Looking at me sternly, she asked, "Mike, what've you done?" before she started laughing. "Patsy called a little while ago sayin' ya'll wanted to talk to both of us tomorrow. What's this all about?"

"Mrs. Reynolds," I began.

"Mike, I've told you to call me Maggie," she said.

"OK, Maggie," I said. "Amanda and I've made some decisions that affect your and Mom's plannin'. We wanta talk to you both tomorrow mornin' at the same time. What we've decided affects both families. We think everybody should be together when we tell about our plans. That way there can be no misunderstanding."

"Mike, that's what Patsy said," Maggie said. "One question, is this about ya'll's wedding plans?"

Amanda said, "Yes, Mamma, it is. Mike and I talked it out tonight and decided what we want and why. Since it involves both families, we want to tell you both at the same time."

Maggie asked, "Ya'll aren't tellin' 'til then are you?"

"No Ma'am," I said. "Like my mom you're just gonna have to wait."

I looked at Amanda before saying, "Well, Sugar, I guess neither of the moms'll sleep tonight for worryin' about what we're gonna say. I hate to leave you here with it but you know I'm gonna catch the same when I get home."

Amanda started laughing before she said, "Honey, tell your mom the same thing I'm gonna tell mine, that patience is a virtue they need to practice."

Laughing, I got up to leave. Amanda accompanied me to the truck for a good night kiss before I left for home.


Mom and I were at Maggie's home just before 9:00. We were invited in. Amanda was just taking home made cinnamon rolls out of the oven as we were seated around the kitchen table. Maggie had just made a fresh pot of coffee. After we were each seated with a warm cinnamon roll and coffee the talk started.

Maggie said, "OK you two. Ya'll did what you wanted to and drove Patsy and me crazy all night. Now, tell us what you've schemed up."

Amanda looked at me as I looked at her. I said, "Amanda, it's your idea. You start."

She began, "Moms, Mike and I decided we wanta get married sooner. We wanta do it sooner so Mike's Grandma can be there. Mamma, you know she doesn't have much longer to live. Our idea is to have a real simple ceremony at the community center. Mike's family is very small. So's ours. We were thinkin' that since neither of us like big crowds that there would be room there."

Mom said, "OK Amanda, you want it small. How many people are you thinkin' about havin' there?"

I said, "Mom, Maggie, we're thinkin' about thirty or so tops. On my side would be you, Grandma, and Junior, Kathy, and their kids. I'd also expect Raymond and his wife and maybe a few others like the Kellys."

"Mamma," Amanda said, "I'm thinkin' about the same, except I have two aunts and uncles."

Maggie asked, "What about some of your friends from school?"

Amanda said, "Mamma, I'm not that close with any of 'em."

I asked, "Amanda, what about Mary?"

"Mike," she said, "I told you she was one of the ones callin' me a 'One Date Wonder' in high school. You saw how she acted when she saw my ring last night. I could tell she was really curious about you but was too polite to ask."

"Yeah," I said. "She had a funny look on her face when you called me a man and said everybody else was a bunch of boys."

Amanda said, "Yeah, her date last night was one of the ones that got outa line with me."

Mom asked, "What about ya'll's plans? You've said small. Maggie and I want the rest of it."

Amanda said, "We want things simple. I don't want a fancy dress. Mamma, I'm thinkin' a simple, mid calf length, white dress with a medium neckline. I want short sleeves also. I'm thinkin' something we can buy off the rack. I don't care about a veil unless it's somethin' simple, maybe attached to a headband."

Mom asked me, "Mike, what about you? You're gonna have to at least get a suit."

Amanda said, "No, I want him wearin' new jeans and a white western shirt with a bolo tie and maybe a vest. We want things as simple as possible."

Maggie asked, "Amanda, what about the reception? Where are you wantin' to have it?"

I said, "Maggie, we were thinkin' about usin' my shop at the farm. It's large enough and we can clean it and cover the tools with plastic or white sheets. I'll have a table in there to set everything up on. Amanda and I were thinkin' that we'd show what I do for a livin'. If not that we could have it set up at the community center."
Mom said, "Mike, ya'll have told us everything except when. When are ya'll wantin' to do this? I'm assumin' it's soon."

Amanda said, "We're thinkin' about the Friday after Thanksgiving. All the families'll be here that weekend. That'd be the best time to do it."

Maggie asked, "Amanda, what about the cake and stuff?"

Amanda said, "Mamma, I haven't thought about a cake. We won't need a big one and we don't want anything fancy. Mike, what do you think?"

I thought for a minute before saying, "There's a lady in town that does cakes to order. Mom, you were tellin' me about her a while back."

Mom said, "Yeah. I don't remember her name but she's a neighbor of Darla's. I can get her name Monday."

I looked around before asking, "Ladies, is there anything else?"

Maggie asked, "Where are ya'll plannin' on goin' after? Ya'll both have school on the Monday after."

Amanda said, "Mamma, we're goin' campin' at Mike's lake."

Mom asked, "What about the weather? It may be bad that time of year."

I said, "Mom, Amanda tells me her dad has a Coleman stove and heater we can use. We've got everything else. With the tent and a tarp for a ground cloth we should be comfortable. We both wanta to go campin' during the fair break too."

Maggie looked at Mom saying, "Well, Patsy, these kids have done it to us haven't they. They're not givin' us much time to get things organized."

Mom said, "Ain't it the truth? That's only about eight weeks off. What kinda help do you need?"

Maggie looked at us and said, "Ya'll haven't thought about invitations or bridal selections or anything. What are you plannin' to do about any of that?"

Amanda said, "Mamma, I have Grandmama's china and flatware. My hope chest is full. What more do I need? Before I think about invitations I need to know how many. Mike and his mom, and you and I need to decide how many we want to have there. It won't be many. There's a print shop I've seen in Kilgore that says they do small jobs. I'll go by there on my way home tomorrow."

Maggie said, "I'd better call and see if the community center is available. It may be reserved already."

She went to the phone and made the call. While we were waiting, Mom said, "Mike, Amanda, ya'll are sure jumpin' into this almost without lookin'. I surely hope ya'll know what you're doin'."

Amanda sat beside Mom and hugged her, saying, "Mamma Davidson, Mike and I love each other. We both know what we want. He wants to take care of me and I'm gonna take care of him. Everything else will work out, I'm sure of it."

Maggie came back and said, "Amanda, Mike, the community center is reserved for you. Patsy, will you contact the lady about the cake for me? Since Charles and I are supposed to pay for the wedding, I'll pay you for anything you have to buy."

Mom said, "Maggie, please, let's work on this together. It's the least I can do."

After an hour or so Mom said, "Mike, we need to check on Grandma while we're out here. Don't forget that we've got some things to do at home too."

Looking at Maggie, Mom said, "Well, Maggie, we've got about two months. When and where do you want to start?"

Maggie said, "Patsy, give me a day or two. I'll call you by Wednesday."

Amanda went with us to Grandma's. When we told her we were moving our wedding up for her, she was thrilled. She told Amanda that she was so happy she'd have her for a granddaughter.

While we were there, I showed Amanda the parts of the house she hadn't seen before. She liked the size of the master bedroom with its large full bath and large walk-in closet. I told her to start thinking about what colors she wanted to paint the rooms and exterior of the house.

Mom told Grandma that we planned to start moving our clothes and personal items to the farm within two weeks. She also said that we would start moving furniture when I had a room finished in the shop. Grandma was very happy that we would soon be staying there with her.

We carried Amanda home and continued to our house.


The next two weeks were much the same, school in the mornings, work in the evenings and calls to Amanda. Raymond's crew had the walls framed and the sheetrock hung in the shop. Charles continued his electrical rough in. Things were looking good there.

Mom and I made our first loads of clothes and personal items when planned. We would be staying at the farm now. Amanda was thrilled as was I. We would be able to see each other every day. Grandma was especially happy to have us there.

Amanda and I had decided on our guest lists for the wedding. We ended up with a total of forty-three so Amanda ordered fifty invitations. The moms were scheming about bridal showers and other related activities while Amanda and I were trying to keep everything low key.

Raymond and I had a long conversation about my shop and future. He was continuing to act as my mentor, which I really appreciated. We reviewed how I estimated a job. He was quick to point out that I needed to have a larger profit margin built in. During the conversation he told me that most builders would estimate cabinets by the linear foot. We figured three grades of cabinet, mainly based on door types, and calculated the cost per foot.

I thought I needed to concentrate on cabinets and stairways. A crew wanting to do interior trim only had approached Raymond. We both agreed that fit well with my plans. Other contractors wanted to meet with me about building cabinets within the next week.

Amanda and I were trying to spend as much time as possible together. Our continuing sex play was both stimulating and frustrating for us when we were able to do it. We both could hardly wait for the county fair break and our camping trip.


The two weeks before the fair break were especially busy. Mom and I moved everything except the furniture and major appliances. Larry and I continued to work. Karen started staying with Grandma during the days. Larry would bring her to the farm in the mornings. He and I went to school and the jobs together from there. He and Karen returned home when we got in from work.

Mom listed our home in town with the realtor. I finished moving everything from my old shop to the new one.

Charles had the rough in finished and was pulling wire. Raymond's sheetrock crew finished their work in the shop. I hired a painter to tape and bed the sheetrock, prime, and paint with a semi gloss white. Charles installed the lights in the shop and had them operating quickly. Mom and I could now move the furniture.

Raymond and I decided to move the tools I'd purchased the first week in November. I would have my shop in operation by Thanksgiving. I still had to have the septic tank installed along with the floor and plumbing fixtures in the office. Larry and I planned to finish the office space over the Christmas break.


The fair break was Thursday and Friday. Larry and I worked the Thursday and took Friday off. Amanda and I were going camping that afternoon 'til Sunday morning.

The night before we were going camping, Mom wanted to talk to me. She insisted we walk down to the shop. Once we got there she asked, "Mike, ya'll are plannin' to have sex while you're campin' aren't you?"

I blushed a bit and said, "Yeah, we are. We've been foolin' around but haven't done it yet."

Mom said, "That's what I figured. I know you pretty well. I know you want ya'll's first time to be as good for Amanda as possible. You know how to arouse her and get her ready for sex. Do the things I've showed you and told you. When you're ready to put your dick in her make her be on top. You remember how our first time was. Amanda's a virgin and'll need to let her vagina stretch to you. Take it slow and easy. Don't just ram it in her because that hurts. Help her to take it slow."

Mom continued, "Once you get it in her, let her decide when and how much to do. The first few times have to be completely about her. It may be uncomfortable for her at first. Once she gets used to you bein' in her let her experiment with movement. You can play with her tits and reach between the two of you to rub her clit. The outside stimulation will help her get used to you quicker."

I asked, "Mom, how will I know for sure that she's OK? The last thing in the world I want to do is hurt Amanda."

Mom said, "Baby, if you do what you know how to do everything should be fine. You'll have done good if you can get her to cum the first time. Just remember that ya'll's first few times has to be completely about her. The object is to give her as much pleasure as possible."


Maggie had the same talk with Amanda that Mom had with me. She and Amanda were sitting at the kitchen table in their home. Maggie asked, "Amanda, have you and Mike had sex yet or are you gonna do it this weekend?"

Amanda blushed and said, "We haven't yet. We're gonna do it this weekend, Mamma. Why?"

Maggie said, "Baby, are you sure you're ready? You know that once you do it there's no goin' back."

Amanda asked, "Mamma, is there anything you want to tell me about doin' it the first time? Mike's mom and you both told us not to do it in a car. What's it like?"

Maggie said, "Amanda, the first time may be difficult. My first time hurt when my hymen tore. You had the doctor remove yours. That'll help a lot. You need to remember that your vagina'll have to stretch. Don't let Mike go all the way in at first. The best way would be to take a little and back off before takin' a little more. Make him work it in gradually so you can get used to it bein' in there. I'd recommend you do it that way the first few times. Remember, Patsy said you should be on top the first few times so you can control how fast and how deep he goes."

Amanda blushed again before saying, "Mamma, that's what Mike told me too. He told me I was totally in charge our first few times. He made me a promise that he'd never do anything to hurt me and I believe him. I've wanted him to put his fingers in me but he won't do it yet. I love him so much because of the way he treats me. I'm ready to totally give myself to him tomorrow and finally become his woman instead of his girl."

Maggie hugged Amanda and said, "Baby, you sound like you're ready. I sincerely hope you enjoy it. One more thing, you may not orgasm the first few times you have sex. It'll come to you as you and Mike learn each other's bodies."

Amanda blushed even more when she said, "Mamma, Mike makes me cum with just his fingers already. It feels so good when he does. He does it to me better than I can when I play with myself. It's almost like he has magic fingers. I can hardly wait for tomorrow night."


I was up early that Friday morning to get ice for the coolers and to start loading out the camping gear. Amanda wanted to try the tent arrangement Mom and I had used so I left the cots. She would be home by 1:30 pm so I drove over to her home to wait for her.

When I arrived, Maggie invited me in to wait. She said, "Mike, you take care of my baby and don't hurt her."

"Maggie," I said, "Amanda's the most precious thing in the world to me. I'll never do anything to hurt her. I love and respect her too much."

Maggie said, "Mike, Amanda and I had a long talk last night. I know what ya'll plan to do this weekend. Just remember what Patsy said about lettin' Amanda control things."

I was blushing slightly. How many guys have had this kind of talk with the girl's mother?

"Maggie, my intent is to let Amanda decide and control everything," I said. "Mom had the same sorta talk with me last night. Ya'll both have us figured out. Amanda and I've been foolin' around some but we haven't done it yet. She's the one that wanted to go campin' to do it."

Amanda arrived about this time. She came into the kitchen where Maggie and I were, saying, "Hi, Mike Honey," before wrapping me in a hug and giving me a kiss. Turning to Maggie she said, "Mamma, you leave my man alone." Looking back at me she said, "Let me get my clothes changed and grab my bag, Honey. Be right back." With that she was off.

Maggie said, "That girl, I don't know what I'm gonna do with her."

I stood and hugged Maggie, saying, "You're gonna love her. She's the greatest treasure you and Charles have. You don't know how grateful I am that you're lettin' me have her. She's also the greatest treasure I'll ever have. We're all gonna love her always."

Maggie returned the hug, and said, "Mike, I think you really do understand how I feel."

I said, "Maggie, Mom brought me up to always try and understand what another person was feelin'. I understand how you feel about Amanda, how precious she is to you. I dearly love your daughter and'll give everything I have to ensure her happiness. Amanda's my life, my treasure, my everything."

Amanda came back into the room just as I was finishing my statement. She had pulled her hair back in a ponytail and was wearing her normal loose tee shirt and loose shorts. Sneakers completed her attire. I was dressed much the same. Our usual cool spell for this time of year was holding off. We had days in the low to mid seventies and nights in the upper fifties forecast for the weekend, which was good for late October. We both had long sleeves, jeans, and light jackets if there was a change.

Amanda hugged me and looked at Maggie saying, "Mamma, this man loves me and is gonna always take care of me. I heard what he just told you. He told Daddy the same thing last weekend."

Maggie dried her eyes before she came over and hugged us both before saying, "OK, you two. Ya'll get out of here and go have fun."

When Amanda and I walked out to the truck, Charles was there. He had loaded his Coleman stove, lantern, and heater into my truck along with two gallons of fuel. He hugged Amanda and shook my hand before saying, "You kids have a fun weekend. Mike, you take care of Amanda and Amanda, you make him take care of you."

"We will, Daddy," she said, as we got in the truck.

As I drove the short distance to my gate and down the old logging road to the lake, Amanda was getting more and more excited. She said, "Mike, Honey, this is gonna be so much fun. I've always loved campin' and now I get to do it with you! Don't you love it too?"

"Amanda, I love doin' anything with you," I told her. "I can hardly wait the next month for Thanksgiving to get here."

Amanda started giggling before she said, "Honey, you know we're supposed to have a wedding rehearsal. We can look at this weekend as a honeymoon rehearsal. How does that sound?"

"Well, Sugar, it's your decision," I said. "That's what we were plannin' to do anyway, isn't it?"

We arrived at the campsite. Amanda and I worked together to unload the truck so we could get the tent rigged. I soon had the supports in place and the rope snugged up. After getting the tent draped across the rope, staked, and tied down, we moved our coolers and other gear over close to the tent. I quickly got a fire started in the fire ring and sat our chairs close by.

Amanda said, "Mike, I've never cooked over a wood campfire before. We always set the stove up on that folding metal table we brought."

I told her, "Amanda, I've never used one of those stoves. We always used a wood fire. I'll show you tonight when we cook dinner. I've got some nice center cut pork chops I'll do. You can help me do the hashbrowns." Getting my big pot I said, "I'm gonna get some water to heat for cleanin' up after we eat."

When I got back from the lake with the water, Amanda shyly asked, "Honey, what about our bed? How do you want to do it?"

"Sugar, that's up to you," I said. "I thought we were plannin' to sleep together. If that's what you wanta do, we should use the sleepin' bags as a mattress. I've got some sheets and blankets in the back seat to use on top of 'em. If you don't want us sleepin' together keep the sleepin' bags separate."

She said, "Honey, we're sleepin' together. I want to sleep naked with you. I've been wantin' that since the first time you kissed me. Now, you help me get our bed ready."

We worked together to lay out the sleeping bags, sheets, and blankets. We quickly had everything ready. After we were finished, we started our preparations for dinner. Since it was still early we sat for a while and talked.

Amanda was sitting in my lap and we were sharing kisses when I said, "Amanda, I have a secret to tell you."

"What's that?" she asked.

"Sugar, I don't want you to say anything to her, but my mom told me that she camped here with my dad," I said with a chuckle.

"Why's that a secret?" she wanted to know.

"Well, she told me that they would be naked when they camped here. She even told me they went skinny dippin' in the lake," I said.

"Really!?" Amanda asked. "Honey, can we do that? I've never been naked outside before. That sounds like it'd be fun! Let's do it. I've been wantin' to see you naked anyway!"

She pulled her tee shirt over her head and stood up to start pulling my tee shirt off. Next she started to get me up out of the chair. We walked over to the rear of the truck. After tossing our shirts into the bed of the truck, Amanda unsnapped, unzipped, and pulled my shorts down. I stepped out of them while keeping my sneakers on. I knelt to pull her shorts down and off over her feet. Standing, I tossed our shorts onto our shirts. Amanda had her bra unfastened so I removed it, placing it with our other clothing.

We both stared at each other. Amanda was a vision. Her breasts stood proudly on her chest, which tapered to a 24" waist before flaring into her 34" hips. I kissed and licked my way down to the top of her panties. I pulled them down enough to expose her mound before kissing it. I could smell her arousal as I continued to remove her panties. The gusset was pulled up into her slit. I could see strings of moisture, as it pulled free when I slid her panties down her legs. After taking them off over her sneakers, I licked through her slit and up over her mound. She pushed her hips forward and moaned softly so I licked her again.

Standing again, I hugged her tightly and kissed her again. She knelt and started pulling my jockeys down. Once she had my erection free she started stroking it as she kissed the end and licked the head. She then took them off and tossed them on the pile of clothing.

We again hugged and kissed before I said, "Amanda, Sugar, I love you now and forever."

Amanda replied, "Mike, Honey, I love you too. I've loved you longer than you know."

"What do you mean, Sugar?" I asked.

"Mike, I've known about you since we moved to our farm five years ago," she said. "We met your grandparents then. Your grandmother was always talking about you every time Mamma and I would visit. I started watchin' you at school. You were always so quiet and seemed so withdrawn. I never saw you talk to a girl. Your grandmother was worried about you back then."

"Sugar, let's sit by the fire," I told her. "We'll continue talkin' there."

We walked back to the chairs. I added some wood to the fire before sitting with Amanda back in my lap.

Amanda continued, "Your grandmother was always telling Mamma and me about what you were doin'. I think she's wanted us together for a long time. I would always compare what I'd heard about you to other guys. All the rest of them would seem so immature and shallow. I think I was in love with you before we met the first time."

I sat and thought for a minute before saying, "Amanda, I hadn't really realized it 'til now, but I'm the same way about you. Grandma was always talking about you when we'd be out here. I liked what she said about you but was always too shy to say anything. The only female I really knew well besides her was Mom. They both set a very high standard for me to compare anyone to. Based on what Grandma'd said about you, you were the only girl that compared to my mom."
Amanda gave me a kiss that curled my toes.

Looking at the sun, I said, "Amanda, we'd better start cookin' before it gets dark."

The fire had a good bed of coals and was ready. After placing the grate over the fire, I moved the cooler down to the fire and started cooking two pork chops. Amanda started cooking the hashbrowns. I got our plates out and put a prepared salad on each. After the meal was on the plates, I put the pot of water on the fire to start heating for clean up.

Amanda and I enjoyed our dinner and conversation. After we finished eating and cleaned up, we sat together to watch the sunset. I was gently playing with Amanda's breasts and pussy while we shared more kisses.

Amanda finally said, "Mike, Honey, I'm ready. I want you to make love to me."

I checked the fire. There was no wind and the fire had burned down to coals again. The big pot was off to the side so it wouldn't boil but would stay warm. I lit one of the kerosene lanterns before walking to the truck with Amanda. She climbed the ladder and crawled into the truck bed giving me a magnificent view of her butt and her pussy peeking from between her thighs. I followed her into the truck bed. She was lying on her side until I lay down beside her.

Taking her into my arms, I asked, "Are you really sure you want to do this?"

"Yes, Honey. I'm absolutely sure I'm ready," she said. "Please, make love to me."

She lay back and spread her legs, saying, "I'm yours."

I smiled at her and said, "We have to get you ready, first, Sugar."

I began kissing her, working from her lips to her nose, to her eyes, her cheeks, and her ears, licking them and nibbling on her earlobes. Amanda returned the kisses. I gradually worked down her neck and collarbones to the base of her neck. Continuing downward I kissed and lightly licked her breasts to her nipples. I kissed, licked, and sucked her nipples into my mouth, gently nipping on them. Amanda was beginning to squirm around and moan as I teased her nipples.

I continued down her midline to her navel. She giggled when I licked it before gently blowing air into her delightful innie. Going further downward I reached her hair-covered mound. Amanda's pubic hair was as dark as the hair on her head, soft as silk, and lightly curled. It was beautiful.

I raised Amanda's knees and spread them as I moved between her legs. The sight of her vulva mesmerized me. The pubic hair trailed down on her outer labia before thinning out at her perineum. Her outer labia were swollen and opened. Her flaring inner labia were very moist and a dark pink in color. I could see her vaginal opening weeping. The fluid was running down into the cleft between her buttocks. Amanda's clit was protruding from beneath its hood. It was almost as large as a pencil eraser and almost the same pink color. The scent of her arousal was intoxicating.

Amanda asked, "What's wrong, Honey?"

"Nothing, Sugar," I replied. "I'm just admiring your beautiful pussy."

Amanda jumped as I licked her from perineum to clit. The taste was marvelous, slightly salty and slightly sweet.

"Oh Honey," she moaned, "why haven't you done that to me before now?"

I continued to lick up her labia and up through her slit. I finally sucked her clit between my lips and flicked it with my tongue. She was moaning louder and humping her hips. I gently pushed a forefinger into her vagina. I continued to tease her clit as I thrust the finger in and out of her and began to feel for the magic spot on her vaginal wall.

Amanda was beginning to thrash around and moan loudly, "Oh Honey. It feels so good, it feels so good."

Looking up to her face I could see that she was beginning to flush as she tugged and twisted her nipples. I could tell she was rapidly approaching an orgasm.

When the orgasm took her she screamed, "Aauuuuggggghhhhhh!" as her thighs clamped my head like a vise. She was humping her hips rapidly as she pulled my head into her pussy. I continued to suck her clit until she began to relax, saying, "No more, no more."

After she released me I kissed her pussy and took a final lick before moving up to lie beside her. Amanda was still shuddering slightly when I wrapped her in a hug and kissed her again and again.

"How was that, Sugar?" I asked her.

"Oh Honey. That was the most wonderful thing ever," she said. "How did you do that? I've never cum like that before."

"Sugar, you remember what my mom said. I just did what she said," I told her.

Amanda started kissing me and stopped, asking, "Is that what my pussy tastes like?"

"Yep, Sugar, that's you. I love it," I said.

I lay on my back and moved Amanda on top of me. We shared a few kisses when I asked, "Are you ready, Sugar? You decide when and you do it. I want you to be in complete control."

Amanda sat up on my hips. She moved forward until my erection was sliding in her slit with her clit rubbing on my penis. Moving her hips back and forth soon had my penis coated with her juices. She raised enough to move my erection so it was poised at her entrance.

"Take your time, Amanda," I said. "I don't want to hurt you."

She began to slowly lower her pussy onto me. She lowered a couple of inches before rising about an inch. She lowered and rose the same way until I was fully seated in her. Her vagina felt like a very tight oiled silk sheath as it descended on me.

Amanda said, "I'm so full, Honey. I never thought it would fit. I'm glad I had the doctor remove my hymen. Your mom said it would be best to do it. You don't mind do you?"

"Amanda, I told you I wanted you to be comfortable. If that made it better for you that's what I want," I said. "I want you to enjoy sex. If you're satisfied, I'm thrilled."

Amanda began to slowly move her hips in a circular motion, gradually increasing in speed. I placed a finger under her clit as she was moving. She started to raise and lower her hips also. I maintained the contact with her clit and reached up to tweak her nipples.

It took a major effort to keep from cumming too soon. I desperately wanted to give Amanda another orgasm before I came. She was beginning to hump her hips and moan, "So good, so good."

She was flushing again and covered with a light sheen of sweat as her arousal mounted. Her nipples were fully erect as she became more violent in her movements. Amanda's vaginal fluids were running down my erection into my pubic hair and over my balls. I was on the verge of cumming when the orgasm took her. She screamed softly, thrust downward hard, and fell forward onto me as we came together.

We were both breathing like we had run a marathon. I kissed her as our heavy breathing subsided.

"Amanda, I love you more than anything," I told her. "You are the greatest thing to ever come into my life."

"Oh Honey, I love you so much," she said with a deep sigh. "What have you done to me? I've never felt like this before. Mamma told me I might not cum with you in me the first few times. How did you make me do it?"

"You were pretty worked up, Sugar," I said. "I just watched the signals your body was givin' me and did what it wanted."

We lay there kissing until my erection softened and was forced from her vagina. "Oh, it came out," she said. "When can we do it again? It was wonderful."

"Yes it was, Sugar," I said. "Baby, we'd probably better get cleaned up or our bed's gonna be a mess."

We got up and went to the fire where the water was still warm. I got a washcloth, soap, and towel so we could clean up. After washing we got back into bed and pulled the covers up over us. Amanda lay on top of me as we exchanged kisses and endearments until we dropped off to sleep.

Waking the next morning was a wonderful experience. My beautiful Amanda was laying half on top of me. I lay there trying to visualize waking with this treasure in my arms each morning. Finally I had to move. Nature was calling urgently.

I gently awakened my love, saying, "Amanda. Amanda. I need to get up, Sugar."

"Honey, why?" she asked groggily.

"Sugar, if I don't get up we're gonna have a wet bed," I told her. "I've gotta pee bad."

"Yeah," she said, "I do too."

When I flipped the covers off us, Amanda said, "Dang, it's cool this mornin'."

"Yeah," I said, "feels like it got down in the low fifties last night. We might wanta get some clothes on 'til it warms up."

Amanda asked, "Mike, where can I go? I've gotta do more than pee."

I showed her where the slit trench was and left her alone while I got a fire started. There was a roll of toilet paper under a coffee can by the trench. I had the fire going by the time Amanda finished her business. She headed for the truck to find some clothing while I went to the trench. After finishing, I also headed for some clothes.

Amanda had put on jeans and a shirt. I did the same. We washed up and started working on breakfast. After eating and cleaning up we sat by the fire with our coffee.

She asked, "Mike, what would it take to build a small cabin here? I love it here but don't know about campin' in real cold weather."

I thought for a minute before saying, "Amanda, I don't think it would really be possible 'til next spring. Our wedding is only a month away. With the work I already have scheduled and movin' into and settin' up the shop, I don't really have the time. How about doin' something else?"

"What could we do, Honey?" she asked.

I pulled her into my lap and said, "Sugar, I have a bit of a problem. My aunt and uncle and their three girls are comin' in for Thanksgiving. They'll be stayin' at the house. I'm gonna have to bunk out while they're there to have room for everybody. I'm thinkin' I need to finish the office in the shop enough to stay there while they're here."

Amanda broke in to ask, "What do you need to finish the office area? Can we do it quickly?"

I told her, "Sugar, your dad's finished with the wiring in there except for hangin' the lights after the painter gets done. I still need to get the septic tank put in and install the bathroom fixtures. I also have to put down the plywood underlayment and the floor tile. What are you thinkin'?"

"Honey, if we can get the office finished inside why can't we stay in there? We can visit your family during the days and spend the nights there," she said. "I'd like to get to know your family anyway. Do you think that'd work?"

"Amanda, would you be satisfied with doing that?" I asked.

"Honey, as long as I'm with you I'm happy," she said.

End Part 3 – To be continued



Sep 16, 2018 in romance