Chapter 190

VAN AND ADRIANA'S FARM

As soon as Adriana and Paulette were inside the house, Adriana turned to her daughter. "This idea of yours, does it have anything to do with your marrying Jeremy anytime soon?"

"Yeah, Mom, but a lot of things have to work out, and ... like I said, I want to have both you and dad together when we discuss it – maybe even Jeremy and his ... wives, as well."

Adriana looked at her daughter for a second, but refrained from asking anything else about the idea. "Okay, I'm going out to the shop to talk to your father."

"But Mom, don't you think we should both talk to him?"

Adriana, almost to the back door, turned for a moment. "We'll both talk to him a little later, but first I need to discuss something with him about Lillian. Like I said, I know he has feelings for her, and her love for him is obvious, but he needs to know I'm okay with his loving her. After that's settled, we'll talk about his marrying her, then we can all talk about your idea."

"Mom, it's my idea. I want to present it in my own way."

"Okay. Whenever you're ready, we'll hear your idea about Jeremy and his women, but Van and I need to be alone when I broach the subject of Lillian. Why don't you fix us some soup and sandwiches while I go have a chat with him? We'll be back in fifteen or twenty minutes."

"So, you're going to make love to him?"

Adriana had put her coat back on and opened the back door, but paused to look back over her shoulder, a twinkle in her eye. "No, Miss Smartypants, at least not in the way you think. But your dad is much more susceptible to my 'suggestions' after I've given him a blowjob. So there just might be one of those in his immediate future."

Although Paulette tried to stave it off, a blush tinged her face. "Still like being treated as an adult?" Adriana laughed just before closing the door behind herself.

"Yeah, I do," Paulette said to an empty room, "but I blush more."

When Adriana walked into the farm shop that adjoined the barn, Van was standing at the parts sink washing his greasy hands. The head from the tractor motor, its valves and accompanying valve springs, were cleaned and lined up on the counter beside the sink. "How's it coming?" Adriana asked as she put her arms around her husband from behind.

Van slathered hand cleaner to his elbows, rubbed it in, then held his arms under the stream of water to rinse off as he answered, "I've got the head off and cleaned everything up. I'm going to grind the valves and valve seats, then reassemble the head before I start on the block." When his hands and arms were clean, he shut off the water, pulled several paper shop towels from the dispenser, turning and smiling at his wife while he dried off.

As he started to toss the used towels into the trash, Adriana pulled his head down and kissed him hard – in more ways than one. The towels fell short of the container.

"Baby, wouldn't it be simpler to just tell me ... whaattt you want?" Van started as she reached down, unzipped him, and fished out his hardening cock. Dropping into a squat, she licked the head a few times, bringing him to full hardness, then began an expert blowjob.

"Oh, shit, that feels good," he whispered as he leaned back against the sink looking down at his pretty wife.

Adriana pulled her mouth off for a moment. "Just let it go, Lover. I'll tell you what I want after you've come. I'm pretty sure you'll like it."

"Which? The blowjob or whatever ... you're ... uh, going to ... ask?" Van tried to joke, but he was having problems talking just now.

"Mmmm hmmm," Adriana said with his dick in her mouth, but he wasn't sure what she was agreeing with. Crap, she can have whatever she wants, he thought. I just hope it isn't too expensive.

He watched his wife suck him, her cheeks hollowing as she moved her mouth up and down his cock. He knew better than to hold back and make her work for it. She couldn't go to her knees on the dirty shop floor, and squatting like she was doing would soon become uncomfortable. He released his control, warned her, then after a moment, let his orgasm overcome him. Sex seems to get better and better since Little One enhanced us. His body quivered and his cock pulsed over and over as his hands clutched the rim of the sink behind him.

Adriana swallowed each pulse of semen, then held his cock in her mouth without sucking as he came down, knowing that he would be too sensitive to stand anything more intense for a few minutes. When he began to lose stiffness, she released him, put his manhood up and zipped his pants.

Standing, she kissed her mate, marveling that he would always kiss her afterward, even if there were still a taste of his sperm in her mouth. Pulling her lips back from his, she looked up and smiled. "I love you."

"I love you too, Baby." Then with a smile, "Now that I'm all mellowed out, what color is the dress you want to buy that's too expensive to even think about?"

Adriana grabbed him by a hand, dragging him toward the side of the shop where there were two straight chairs. "Sit, Husband."

"Yes, Dear," he laughed. "This must be really expensive."

Plopping onto his lap as soon as he sat, she pulled her top above her breasts.

"What's with the Band-Aids?" he asked with a chuckle.

"My bras didn't fit this morning, so I used the Band-Aids to try to cover my nipples to keep them from tenting my top. Oh, I could stuff my boobs in a bra, but my nipples are super sensitive, and..." she said as she pulled the sodden Band-Aids off, "it seems I've suddenly sprung a leak. Want a sip?" she giggled as she pulled his face down to her left breast and squeezed the nipple. Multiple thin streams of milk spurted out just before he cupped his lips around the pap and sucked.

"Oh, shit," she hissed out, totally unprepared for the orgasm that crashed down on her the instant he started to suck.

Adriana had always been easy to orgasm, and was certainly multi-orgasmic, but while there had been a few times when she had come upon the first stroke of their lovemaking, this was unusual even for her. When the orgasm faded, he switched to her other breast, but spent some time kissing around the nipple before finally licking it and at last beginning to suck her milk. The orgasm from this breast was only a little slower, but if anything, it was more intense than with the other breast.

Eventually, she slumped against him as he absently stroked her hair. "Is all this because of Little One?"

"Mmmmm. Maybe, at least in a way. But if Diana is correct, it might be something else as well."

He caressed her breast, cupping it and rubbing a thumb gently over the nipple. "Whatever it is, I like it. There's something special about drinking your milk. I can think of few things that are more intimate. I've always been hesitant to talk to other men about nursing, though. Some of them would probably laugh at me, but ... well you know how much I used to nurse you when you had milk for our kids."

Adriana gently kissed his lips. "It's special for me too, and what we need to talk about now might be just as special in another way."

Van raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"

Adriana pulled her top back into place, cutting off his view of her perfect breasts capped with their long, thick nipples. Seeing the look on her husband's face, "It's cool in here, and besides, we need to talk about something that's really important. Later, we can pick up where we left off. Okay?"

With a grin, he tipped her face up a little and again touched his lips to hers for an instant. "Here it comes," he teased. "How expensive is it?"

"Oh, I don't know," she teased back, "probably over time she will be very expensive."

Frowning, he looked at her. "She?"

"Uh hmmm. She."

"What're you talking about, Babe? Do we need to spend some money on Paulette or something?"

"No, Darling. The 'she' is Lillian."

"But..."

To Van, Adriana looked as if she were bursting with excitement, but for the life of him, he couldn't figure what she was talking about. Surely, she wasn't talking about Lillian's debt. "Lillian? Uh, we spent some money on her, if that's what you mean, but we discussed it before I went to the bank."

Adriana looked serious for a moment. "I assume everything went all right, since you didn't leave me a note in the kitchen, or anything?"

"Yeah. It went okay. Oh, the loan officer started to make a comment, but I let my anger show a little and asked him if he were trying to delay things until the bank could foreclose on her, then resell her farm for a big profit. Once I had him on the defensive, he didn't try anything else. I paid the penalties, brought the payments up to date, and paid next month's payment as well. We need to tell Lillian before she sells off the rest of her cattle, though."

"Uhh hmmm," Adriana sighed as she nuzzled his neck. "We can tell her when you go over to propose."

"Propose? Propose what?"

"That she become your wife, of course," Adriana tried to say without any emotion in her voice at all.

Van took his wife by her shoulders, holding her back from him a little so he could look her in the eyes. "My wife? I think I've missed something here..."

Adriana pulled her top up again and milked a nipple to spray milk on his shirt. Van looked at the milk, then back at her, his mind stumbling over what she had just said.

Adriana smiled at him. "I've decided that you need another wife. I know you have feelings for Lillian, and if you let your emotions go, those feelings can be love. You have my permission – my full permission – to love her and marry her just like Jeff has done his wives." She, almost absently, milked another stream of milk onto his shirt. "My breasts prove I'm serious. I'm going to be your Queen, just like Diana is Jeff's."

"I think I need to sit down," Van teased, still not quite sure if she were serious.

"You are sitting down, Turkey. And stop trying to kid around. I'm serious about this. You marry her – uh, we marry her; she moves in with us, and we combine the farms. We can expand everything, just like you said we should, and she won't have to sell."

Adriana pulled her top back over her breasts. "Diana told me there would be changes in my body under certain conditions, and those changes would be evident by my beginning to lactate when I made marriage decisions concerning my Alpha. I thought about this all last night – even when we were making love." After a hesitation, she went on, "I can't keep up with you any more, My Husband..."

"Whoa there, Gal. We've been having a lot of fun in the last two days, but I didn't realize that I was abusing you. No way did I intend to do that. You've always been plenty of woman for me. I've never even thought about straying..."

"You won't be straying, Darling. You'll be making love to another wife. A wife that I already care a lot about. She's my best friend. I've laid awake at night worrying about her, and I know you have worried, too. I know she's attractive to you; she has to be. She's beautiful – well, she will be again after her worries go away when she finds out she isn't going to lose her farm. And when you propose – and she gets over the shock – she'll be out of her mind with happiness."

Van stared at her, the two of them silent and just looking at each other. "You're serious about this, aren't you?"

Adriana chuckled. "You know I am."

"I ... I can't believe this. Here I am working on one of her tractors, covered in grease – which you're getting on your jeans, by the way – and you hit me with this. I mean..."

Adriana wiggled her butt on his lap. "Your dick seems to like the idea," she teased.

Van hadn't realized he was erect, but now his face gradually deepened in color. "I have a sexy woman sitting in my lap..." he began.

"Bull. That thing poked me in the ass as soon as you realized I was serious about Lillian. Look me in the eye and tell me you didn't just imagine the both of us in bed with you..."

"Uh..."

" ... on our hands and knees, lined up on the side of the bed waiting on you? How far off am I?"

"Baby, I..."

Adriana hugged him, pressing her milk-laden breasts hard against his chest. "I want it as much as you do. I love her, and I know she loves us. This will just add a sexual dimension to our feelings for each other. Now you need to come in for lunch and get cleaned up."

As they stood and started for the door, Van stopped. "What about Paulette? What does she think about this? I assume she knows. I can't do this unless..."

"She thinks Lillian is great, and we both know how much Lillian loves her. Paulette won't be a problem – at least not about this."

"About this?" That implies that Paulette will be a problem about something else, Van thought. Before he could follow that thought to a conclusion, Adriana got up and tossed him his coat, then pulled hers back on. Linking arms, she urged him toward the house as she continued teasing, her banter designed to keep him from dwelling too much on the details of what was to come.

Van showered and changed, and Adriana changed her jeans.

Back in the kitchen, the three ate a quick lunch of tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwiches as they discussed what the new Queen had envisioned.

Mother and daughter cleared the table. "You need to brush your teeth, Dad," Paulette said with a giggle.

"That's a good idea, Darling," Adriana added as she smiled at her husband. "We wouldn't want your new fiancée to think you had bad breath."

"I'm not so sure..." Van started, before being cut off by his wife.