Episode 1: The Unexpected Message

Annie Carter finally had a chance to sit. To rest. Catch a breath and relax a little. It wasn’t late morning. It wasn’t afternoon. It was the end of a long day of summer on the homestead.

Annie was dressed in a brown button-down blouse and her typical jean skirt, long, that went to her feet. Her long auburn brown hair was still in a ponytail that she considered to be a mess.

She plopped on the king-sized bed in the master bedroom as Mathias, her husband, gazed at her in awe of her beauty.

Even at 43, she was the most beautiful woman in the world in his eyes. Not just because she was his. No. He objectively believed Annie was indeed the most beautiful woman that ever existed.

Annie was 5’5” and 150 pounds. She had a general hourglass figure. Not skinny though. She was thick, but still not a woman you would classify as chubby. Thick in all the right places. Beautifully shaped big ass, but not too big. She had 36C tits, with large, light-colored areolas. All the years of breastfeeding did not take away from them at all.

Annie had pale white skin from her Irish/German heritage with a tad of American Indian mixed in. The only way you could tell was from her high cheekbones that had freckles on them, especially after spending time in the sun.

Mathias watched her carefully as she finally stood up to undress.

She unbuttoned the long denim skirt, looking at him intently, playfully. Then she turned her back to him as she slid the skirt down to her knees. She wasn’t wearing any underwear, which wasn’t uncommon for her, because Mathias liked it that way.

Mathias walked closer and grabbed her big ass—so wonderful to squeeze. So beautiful. He examined her ass as if he were inspecting it, then gave her butt a smack.

“So amazing,” Mathias said with emphasis.

Annie laughed in her usual sweet and playful manner.

“It’s funny. I was thinking about how men always have to smack their wives’ butts whenever they walk by. What is it that makes you have to?”

“You just have to. It’s impossible to not touch it,” he smirked, as he continued to rub and smack her ass.

Annie had that natural beauty to her in every way. Men found her attractive, not simply because of her physical features. She didn’t have a supermodel body, though she did used to model in her teens when she was also an up-and-coming pop music performer. There was something about her—as an entire person. Her physical beauty—yes. Her shapely figure—yes. But it was all that combined with the look of a true mother. Annie, a homeschool mom of 10 beautiful children: 6 boys and 4 girls. She had the eyes of a sweet mother—blue-green—kind, genuine. She cared about people, especially her family.