Clara finished buttoning her blouse. Using her fingers to pull out any loose hay out of her hair. She felt fine other than a slight sore from her sex being stretched. Dukey pulled her close and kissed her. He was gentle and asked her if it wasn't so bad. “No Dukey, it felt good, I enjoyed the feeling of you inside me like that. I heard how it was going to hurt so bad, but it didn't.” She held him and leaned her head into his hand as he caressed her cheek.<br/><br/>She watched him as he tossed hay over the sides of the loft. “You would make an excellent farmer Dukey, you are so strong, what takes me half an hour you did in minutes!” She couldn't resist him as he set down the pitch fork, and planted a kiss on his cheek.<br/><br/>Climbing down the ladder Dukey patted and pinched her tush, she laughed,  until he kissed the back of her neck.  Clara was experiencing new sensations, and she liked the way Dukey showed her his affection.<br/><br/>Clara thought about the day, and how it ended, and how Dukey was helping her do her chores, how much he meant to her in so little of a time, and how she was feeling right now. “Dukey, when you are done with the troughs, would you like to go skinny dipping in the pond out back? It would be a nice close for our evening together.” She winked at him, thinking of seeing him naked again, she could feel the red burn in her cheeks.