Chapter 4

"What's that, Honey?"

"Could you give me one kiss? I mean a kiss like you'd kiss Millie."

"I think I could do that," I said. I rode Sin over to a copse of trees and we dismounted. I put my arms around Wanda and leaned down. She tilted her face up. When our lips met, I could feel it all the way down to my toes. I know Wanda was feeling the same way I was, because I thought she was going to melt and run down through my arms.

We held the kiss for a long time and when I brushed her lips with my tongue, hers came out to play. If she had been older, I don't think we'd have left that copse of trees with her still being a virgin. As it was, it took an extreme effort of will for me to break the kiss and lean back to look at her.

I don't think I'd ever seen a more beautiful sight in my life. Her expression was one of pure bliss. She was breathing heavily and her whole body was trembling. I pulled her close and held her until she had calmed down. Finally, she opened her eyes and smiled. "Wow!" she said.

"Wow is right," I agreed. "I do love you, Wanda. Just hang in there a couple of years and if you still feel the same, I'd be happy for you to be my wife."

We got back on Sin and rode back to the cabin. I didn't think Wanda was going to change her mind and I know I didn't want her to.

When we got back to the cabin, Millie must have been able to see that something had changed between Wanda and me. She almost immediately asked me to go with her to check out something down at the creek. As we started walking down that way, it seemed she had a second thought and she yelled for Wanda to come with us.

When we were far enough away from the cabin, Millie asked, "Okay, you two, what happened while you were checking on the herd?"

Wanda blushed so I said, "Wanda and I had a nice long talk, then I kissed her."

"Oh, you did, did you? Just a kiss?"

"Just a talk and a kiss. Wanda says she's had quite a few talks with you."

"That she has," Millie smiled. "Was this a, 'what's going to happen in a couple of years' kind of talk?"

"Yes, it was, Millie," Wanda said.

"Did the talk come out the way you wanted it to?" Millie asked Wanda.

"Much better than I had even hoped," Wanda blushed. "When he kissed you, did your little pussy get wet?"

"Millie!"

"Listen girl, if you're going to be married to Jase, you're also going to be married to me. The women in this family don't have any secrets from each other or from Jase."

"Well, then... Yes, my pussy got wet when he kissed me. I think I... I think I had an orgasm."

"If you only think you had an orgasm, then you probably didn't. When you have an orgasm, you'll know it. I know how you felt though. I've felt that way myself when he kissed me."

"Millie, I think Wanda really is in love with me and I don't think it's a little girl kind of love. In two years, if she still feels the same way about us and we still feel the same way about her, I think we should ask her to be our wife."

"Oh, I agree completely."

"In the mean time, I think you need to tell her how to make herself feel good. She's becoming awfully frustrated."

Millie giggled. "I can do that," she said. "It isn't as good as the real thing, Wanda, but it does help."

Wanda blushed, then asked, "Do you suppose I could have a kiss now and then too?"

"I don't think Jase would mind kissing you now and then," Millie said with a big smile. "We might even be able to talk him into using his hand to make you feel good too."

"Hey! I don't know about that. Kissing is one thing, but touching her private parts is another," I said.

"Just think about it, Jase. What harm could it do? Wanda certainly wouldn't mind if you touched her. Now, I think you should go back to the cabin so I can tell Wanda how to make herself feel good."

I could see I was in a no win situation, so I headed back to the cabin. When I got there, John had both sides and the back of the outhouse done and was working on the front. "Where do you think we should put that thing?" I asked him.

"I was thinking over there near the woods would be best. The wind mostly blows from the house to that area and it is about the farthest from the creek."

The outhouse was about five feet wide, so I figured I'd dig a pit four feet long and three feet wide. I got out a mattock and shovel and walked over to the area he was talking about. I found a level spot and asked, "About here?"

He said that'd be fine, so I started digging. I was about three feet down when John finished the front. He grabbed a shovel and came over to help. It didn't take long to get a full six feet down.

We brought the sides, the back, and the front over to the pit, stood them up, and nailed them together. John had nailed cross pieces on the sides, the front, and the back for nailing the floor and seat into place. He asked if I wanted to work on the inside or if I wanted to do the roof. I opted for the roof.

By the end of the day, we had a fairly respectable outhouse built. It was a two holer. The boards around the holes were a little rough, so we got a bucket of sand from the creek and a couple of flat stones. We poured some wet sand around the holes and used the stones to rub it against the wood. When we finished, the areas around the holes were as slick as glass. The wood was wet, so we told everyone to wait to use it till morning.

Lelah seemed to blossom when she was around Abby. The two of them teased and played all evening. Timmy seemed to listen with rapt attention to anything John and I had to say, but he didn't say much.

Wanda, on the other hand, seemed to talk more than I could ever remember her talking before. She was asking questions about raising cattle, and about the house we were going to build. They weren't little kid questions, either.

September 18, 1845

I woke up this morning with my three lovely wives. Abby had slept with Wanda and Lelah. We cuddled and kissed and petted for a long while, before we even thought about getting up. Millie had just crawled out from under the covers and was getting ready to slip on her drawers when Abby came charging in.

Abby grabbed Millie and tried to throw her down on the bed. Millie started tickling Abby and they were giggling like two idiots when Wanda slipped into the room. She looked at me and grinned, then she grabbed Millie from behind and held her arms while Abby tickled her.

Lettie and Emma couldn't let this go on, so they bounced out of bed and grabbed Wanda. They pulled her loose from Millie, then tripped her and deliberately threw her on top of me.

I let out an "Ooof!"

Wanda started to scramble up, until she realized where she was. I put my arms around her and she snuggled in beside me. "Good morning," I smiled.

"Ummm. Good morning."

"This is a nice way to wake up," I said.

"I'd like to wake up like this every morning," Wanda said.

"Just give her a big kiss and get up," Emma said. "We need to get on the road."

I pulled Wanda closer and touched my lips to hers. She responded immediately and soon our tongues were playing with each other. Wanda started letting out little whimpering sounds as we continued the kiss. My cock was as hard as a rock and I knew she must be feeling it too.

Wanda's whole body started to tremble, then she pulled back and said, "Oh God, oh God, Oh God..." I held her close as she came down and when she had recovered enough to talk, she looked at Millie and said, "You were right. When you have one, you know it."

Millie, Lettie, and Emma started giggling. "Was that your first one?" Lettie asked.

"Yes, and God, it was something else."

"My first one was with Jase, too. It took more than a kiss for me though."

"I've never even heard of it happening, from just a kiss," Emma said.

"Heard of what happening?" Abby asked.

"It's a grown up thing, Abby," Millie said. "We'll tell you all about it in a few years."

"That's not fair," Abby pouted. It didn't do her any good though.

I got up, as naked as my wives, and started to get dressed. Wanda watched me the whole time. I'm sure she realized she was the cause of the erection I was sporting.

Wanda helped my wives and Tess with breakfast. They also fixed enough for a good lunch for us. John and I saddled horses for all of us to ride, while they were doing the fixing.

I think all of us used our new outhouse for our morning necessaries. It certainly beat what we had become used to. In the winter that seat was going to be awfully cold, but it would still beat squatting behind a bush.

Even with playing around and fixing lunch as well as breakfast, we got a nice early start. Wanda and I developed a relationship that would last for a while. This included an occasional kiss, a little flirtation, and a growing respect.

Once she got over her shyness, I found that Wanda could give as good as she got when it came to teasing. She had been coming out of her shell more and more, over the last few weeks. Her having an orgasm in front of all of us this morning, seemed to remove the last traces of her reserve. It took us over nine hours to get to mom and pap's place. Part of the reason it took so long was that we stopped for lunch. The area we were in was just so pretty, we felt the need to stop and enjoy it for a while.

The ride was pleasant, with a lot of talking and teasing. Tess was excited about getting to see mom again; and I'll admit, I was too. We arrived in the general area where pap planned to put his trading post, at around five o'clock in the afternoon. We started looking for their cabin and we almost missed finding them, or rather, finding mom.

Mom had built a wickiup for them to spend the winter in. It was a domed shelter made of earth, stone, saplings, thatch, and animal skins. You had to be right on it to see it at all. When we rode up in front of it, mom came out smiling more than I had ever seen her smile.

We unsaddled our horses and hobbled them. We left them to graze and followed mom, when she motioned for us to come inside. It was a little crowded in the wickiup with all of us in there. The structure was only about fifteen feet across. As we were going in, I saw another one of similar construction behind the one we were entering. Mom told us later that it was to house pap's trade goods.

"Where is pap?" I asked mom as she was making coffee and starting supper for all of us. Tess, Millie, Lettie, Emma, and Wanda pitched in to help.

Mom shrugged her shoulders and said, "Left two weeks ago. Trading."

"Did he help you build the wickiups?" I asked.

"Some."

"Some, but not much?"

Mom nodded.

"I'm going to kick his ass," I said to no one in particular.

Mom turned around and shook her finger at me.

"Have you seen anyone else since you've been here, Mom?" Tess asked.

"Indians. Said they were Paiute."

"How many of them were there?" I asked.

"Nine. All warriors."

"Did they give you a hard time?"

Mom shook her head. "Mom, is there anything you need or anything you need done while we're here?" Tess asked.

"Firewood."

"Are your mules or oxen around close?"

Mom nodded.

"Okay, Mom. Tomorrow we'll spend cutting firewood for you. Maybe the next day too. Then we have to get home. I want you to promise me that if pap isn't home by the time the firewood runs out, you'll come to us."