Chapter 14

It was the first of March, two months before Kathy's second birthday. Joanne was pregnant with her third child. If all went well, it would be born in June.

Seth had gone into town to pickup a few things they needed. It was cold and raining when he left the store and started to drive back to the farm. As he moved slowly down the road, a large truck came out of nowhere and broadsided his pickup truck, killing him instantly.

The sheriff knocked on the door of the farmhouse and walked inside when Betty opened the door. Joanne and Rich were in the kitchen feeding the kids when they heard their mother's blood curdling scream. The two teens ran to the porch and saw their mother in the sheriff's arms. She sobbed, shaking her head, and repeating the word 'no.'

Rich took his mother into his arms and held her as the uniformed man told him and his sister what had happened. Joanne began to cry uncontrollably and Rich put his arm around her to comfort her. With the help of the sheriff, Rich got his sister and mother into the living room and on the couch. Rich went into the kitchen with the sheriff, listened to the details and thanked him for coming.

Back in the living room, Betty and Joanne hugged each other and continued to sob. Rich stood in front of them and rubbed their heads, waiting for them to calm down. He heard his son calling from the kitchen and went to see what he wanted.

Most of the folks in the area attended the funeral, all having known the family for many years. After the service, everyone went back to the church for a luncheon, prepared by some of the women of the church.

After the luncheon, the family went back to the farm and into the house. Betty and Joanne put the kids to bed and went to their rooms to change out of their dresses. Rich made small talk with his sister as he removed his new suit and hung it in the closet. Once they were in comfortable clothing, the three went to the living room to discuss their future.

"I think we should sell the farm and move into town," Betty said. "I think it's just too much for us to take care of without your father."

"What are we going to do for money if we sell this place?" Rich asked.

"We don't have to worry about that for awhile Rich. Your father had a couple of life insurance policies; both of them are quite substantial," Betty said. "Besides the insurance, we have our savings."

Joanne began to cry. Rich put his arm around her shoulders and pulled her to his side.

"I always dreamed about Mike and Kathy being able to have the fun we've had here," Joanne said, wiping her eyes on her sleeve.

Rich glanced at his sister and she slapped him on the leg. "Not that! I mean playing in the loft and swimming in the creek."

Betty started to laugh, the first time she was able to since the accident. She shook her head and looked at her son.

"You're just like your father—a dirty old man," Betty said.

Joanne started to giggle also and said, "Mom, he's not old!"

The three of them began to laugh in earnest. Betty had tears running down her cheeks, tears of joy. For the first time in days, she realized that things would be okay and they would survive.

It was about ten o'clock when they all went upstairs and went to bed. The long day had taken its toll and they were all exhausted. Rich and Joanne lay quietly in bed and listened to their mom softly crying down the hall. When Joanne started to get up, Rich stopped her.

"Mom will be okay, Sweetheart. She just has to grieve. It's going to take some time for her to accept that dad is gone. If she needs us, she'll let us know."

"If you're sure, Rich, I feel so bad for her."

Rich comforted her and soon they fell asleep.

Joanne didn't go to school for the rest of the week, staying at home to help her mom. Rich tended to the chores and the livestock. On the following Monday, Joanne went to school and Rich helped his mom pack up some of his father's old clothes. While they were working, the telephone rang and Rich went to answer it.

"That was Mr. Wilkins mom, he sends his best for all of us," Rich said. "He also wants us to consider leasing the farm to him. He said he could use the extra acreage and we could stay in the house if we want to."

"Rich," Betty said. "Come over here and sit down for a minute. I have been thinking about the farm and have decided to move. It just isn't the same without your father and I really don't want to stay in this house."

"I understand mom, but we could always lease the farm and rent the house. That way if we ever want to return we can. I know Mr. Wilkins will give us a fair price."

"That's an interesting idea, Rich. I think that would work out for us. We can talk to your sister when she gets home and see how she feels about it."

When Joanne came home from school that afternoon, the family sat down and talked about Mr. Wilkins' offer. They weighed the pros and cons, finally deciding that leasing the farm would work out for everyone concerned. When they finished their talk, Rich went out to the barn to tend to the animals. Joanne changed into her work clothes and went out to help him.

The siblings finished their chores and were about to head back to the house when Joanne grabbed her brother's arm. She led him to the upper floor of the building and started up the ladder to the loft. When she was half way up, Joanne looked down at Rich and told him to follow her.

Joanne sat on a bale of hay and Rich stood at her side. She started to giggle and looked up into her brother's eyes.

"Remember how much fun we've had in here? Remember how we couldn't come up here without fooling around?"

"Yeah, Sis, I sure do. I'm going to miss this place."

Joanne stood up and began to unfasten the straps of her brother's bibs. She pulled them down until they lay gathered at his ankles. Sitting back on the hay, she pulled him close to her. She took his cock into her hand and slowly stroked it.

"I want to suck you."

Rich stepped closer and she opened her mouth, letting him slid in over her lower lip. She closed her lips around him and rubbed him with her tongue. Rich put his hands on her head and gripped her hair as she slowly moved her mouth over him. She took him into her throat and rubbed her nose in his pubic hair.

Joanne pulled back and took his member into her hand. She rubbed his penis against her cheek and looked up at him.

"I still remember when I would gag on this thing."

"Me too," Rich chuckled. "You don't seem to have that problem anymore."

"Nope, not anymore," Joanne said and took him back into her mouth.

Joanne bobbed her head over his penis, letting it slide into her throat. When his hips began to thrust, she pulled back, warped her fingers around his shaft and waited for his cum to flood her mouth. Holding him just behind the ridge with her lips, she pumped her hand over his throbbing shaft. She felt his cock swell and began to swallow as soon as the first pulse of semen hit the roof of her mouth.

After several jets of cum coated her tongue and mouth, she removed her hand and pushed her head forward. She could feel him swell in her throat as his orgasm began to subside and his strong spurts stopped. Backing off slightly, Joanne opened her mouth and took a deep breath. Rich felt the cool air bathe his member and groaned when she clamped her lips back around him to suck out the last drops of his cum.

Joanne held him in her mouth until he began to soften. She sat back and looked up, running her tongue over her lips.

"I hope you don't get mad at me, but I like sucking your cock almost as much as I like having it my pussy."

"Why the hell would I be mad at you, Jo, I love it when you blow me. You give the best head in the world."

Joanne squeezed his flaccid penis and said, "And just who are you comparing me to?"

Rich thought for a second and said, "Well, let's see. There is Mary, Sue, Tammy, Beth..."

"You asshole!" Joanne said as she tugged sharply on his penis. "You haven't had any other girl suck your cock before."

"Only one other one, and you're better than that."

"Who? Who else has had this thing in their mouth?"

Rich smiled and said, "Mom."

"Oh yeah, I almost forgot about that day. That doesn't count."

"Whatever, let's get going. Mom is going to start wondering what happened to us."

Joanne stood up, took off her jacket and tossed it onto the hay bale. She lowered her bibs and panties, sat on the jacket and spread her legs. Rubbing her crotch with her hand, she looked up at her brother.

"Let her wonder, you have a pussy to eat."

Rich giggled, knelt on the floor and buried his face between her legs. He probed her with his tongue and fingers, sucking her hard clitoris as he did. In a little while, Joanne began to jerk around and she came, her juices covering her brother's face.

The activity renewed Rich's erection and he stood up. He pushed her back onto the hay and entered her, sinking slowly into her heated vagina. She kicked her overalls off one foot and hooked her leg around his back as he stroked his shaft in and out of her. They humped at each other and once again Rich came, filling her with his semen. Joanne wiggled against him as she felt his member throbbing deep in her vagina. When he collapsed onto her, she wrapped her arms around him and held him.

Rich slowly pushed himself up until his penis came out of her. When he bent down to pull up his bibs, she engulfed his cock and sucked it clean. Once she had his penis void of any trace of their combined fluids, she released him and started to get dressed.