The calm before the storm

Before breakfast was even ready, Amber wrote me: 'Master, I got it. It explained everything to me and I read through everything a bit. Thanks for choosing me. Can't wait for the next days, master.'

'Love you Amber, I hope you'll enjoy it, too.'

I entered the kitchen, I couldn't wait for breakfast that longer. I saw my mom in an apron happily watching the pancakes get ready. I could hear her thoughts to a certain extent, they all centered around me liking the apron idea, she was rather nervous about it. Given my orders, she seems to have deduced that I want to see everything on full display, which wasn't wrong, but sadly also, that I didn't much care for skimpy clothing. She was wrong, of course, but I wanted to show her. I put my hands underneath her apron and started to massage her tits, and after a short moment of initial shock, she continued cooking happily. I gave her a kiss on the cheek and let her continue cooking. After a while, she was finished, and wanted to put off the apron.

"Mom, you know what, you can keep it while we eat, I like it on you. But..." I pulled down the top part, exposing her breasts. "Now that they can't be hurt anymore, they should be free, right?"

"Yes master, you're right."

We continued to eat for a while, until mom spilled a bit of honey from her pancakes onto her now exposed breasts. She wanted to grab a tissue, but I stopped her. "No mom, I'll take care of it." I approached her and simply licked the honey of her tit, my tongue briefly caressing her nipple, mom left out a small moan. After that, I let her eat as normal.

"The pancakes were really good, mom. And seeing you make them in just an apron made it hotter, too. I made a good choice in making you live here, so I can enjoy your body every day." That was too much for her, she immediately climaxed.

"Don't worry mom, rest if you need to. You have plenty of time to clean everything up."

I went to my room, after my wonderful breakfast, I had the energy to finally start building my closet, and so that's what I did for the next while. Lunch was just leftovers, so mom was naked while we ate. Hm, it was really tough to choose what I prefer. Both seem so good... Maybe it depends on my mood. Sometimes I might feel like one thing and sometimes I might feel like another thing. I briefly needed her help to finish constructing the closet, but after a while, everything was done. I carried my clothes through the house and sorted them into my closet. There were so many free rooms still left over, and honestly, they were all bedrooms meant for multiple people. I could easily let every woman I kinda like move in at +100SP and I'd have a lot of room. Or I could form a harem with Amber, Donna, and mom, and raise 15 kids in these rooms. But nah, the latter seems like too much work. I'll stick with the regular harem for now.

Then, the time came. Klara rang the door and invited me over. As I entered her farm and saw some of the cows, I could see Amber relaxing after what must have clearly been a stressful day.

Klara: "Amber, come on, no rest for the weary. Well, a little bit of rest. I'm gonna show James first and you just watch."

Amber: "Okay."

She gave me a small stool to sit on, and held one of her cows in place by hugging its back. "Oh, one thing first, James", she interrupted, "your little private lesson has a price..." she held up the cow bell: "I want more time with this one."

Fuck, what was I supposed to do? She seemed to want it again, so maybe she actually liked it? "A-Are you sure? You know what happened last time, it was kinda creepy."

Klara: "I don't care, I need the break. Amber can only help me relax next week, so I'll need to relax differently this time."

James: "F-Fine." I was still nervous about this, but what can I really do here?

Klara instructed me how best to approach rhythm and firmness in trying to milk the cows, Amber was studying my movements intently. I was improving over time, which made me happy. It was an odd feeling, creating milk like that. Some people say that making things yourself makes them taste better, but I wasn't sure if that was the case here. It's the same milk and while I milked the cows, I wasn't the one feeding them or taking care of them. Perhaps it'll only taste a little better now.

After a while, Klara got Amber to milk the cow. Klara was watching Amber's movements as if nothing else existed around her in this world. Maybe I didn't notice it before, but did she stare at me the same way before? I don't know. It was nearly dawn by the time Amber had finished. Klara had told her to bring the cattle inside their barn, while we went to her bedroom.

"I want to do it here. I need to clear my head for a while, so please just let me use it." As she laid down, I obliged, and put the bell around her neck, she was immediately much more mellow and happy. Occasionally, I looked out the window to see when Amber was done.

Klara

Finally, the bell. I really needed it. I am thinking of so many things, my thoughts are so cluttered, I just need to think straight for a moment, to know I needn't worry about anything for a moment. He put the bell around me and my mind calmed immediately, it was beautiful.

Today was such a stressful day, I'm not the best of teachers and teaching can be just as exhausting as doing it yourself. At least Amber's a quick learner. But today isn't my issue. What clouds my head is my future. What will I do? What do I want?

I followed James' advice, I hired a Saturday helper. The question is what I would like to do next Saturday. Hm, maybe the bell could help? I have to ask James next week to let me wear it from morning to evening, maybe overnight.

But today was also special because I feel... weird... Very weird... I don't know this feeling. Maybe it has something to do with Amber? We got along great, I wish we had more time to talk. Have I become so lonely to not remember what friendship feels like? No, I don't think so.

What was James doing? Why was he looking out the window? I hope he's not checking out Amber... Wait... Why would I worry about that, they've known each other long enough and they are good friends, I'm sure everything will be okay. And James isn't like his father.

But... No it must be... Was I blind? Blinded by happy feelings of my parents? The sole reason I wanted to live a life like them was so that I could experience their happiness and their support together. I wanted a husband and a child because that's what made my mom happy. The sign that no guy was "good enough" to become my husband was that ultimately, I'd never find one I'd like. The reason why I worry he has feelings for Amber is because... I have some myself for her, don't I?

I don't think my parents would approve, but at least it's legal. Not that I should immediately propose to her, but at least that's safe for me to do. Maybe I should look for other women some day, too. Maybe James can give me advice, since I don't wanna ask Amber directly.

Wait, James. Fuck, I gave him a kiss. I don't want to give him the wrong signals. How the hell can I tell him that I have no feelings for him without breaking his heart? I tried seducing him before this and now I have to tell him that I made a mistake? Oh no, I hope he can forgive me. I want to stay good friends and good neighbors with him, plus I trust him with this sort of stuff. But for now, maybe Amber should be the first person I tell this about myself. She might be able to give me a hint about how to break the news to James.

I spent the rest of the time under the bell thinking about other stuff that bothered me, but at the end, he took the bell away from me and I could hear Amber enter the house.

James: "How was it? Everything okay?"

Klara: "Yeah, I guess. I really couldn't have taken it off myself, so thank you."

Amber interrupted, probably for the better. James went home, but I kept Amber around to pay her and talk with her.

Amber

God, this day was exhausting. But maybe I need the workout, I gained a bit of weight recently. Master hasn't noticed, thankfully, but this might keep things from getting worse. Klara promised me a decent pay, a bit better than my old side job. Before I wanted to leave, Klara asked: "H-Hey Amber, can we talk about something? I-I need your advice on something."

"Sure, what is it?"

"I... I realized that I might be a lesbian, uh recently."

"Huh?" I hope I hid my sadness well. I know master well and if he knows that she's a lesbian, he probably won't go after her anymore. I like Klara a lot too, I would have loved trying to convince her to let us share master's dick. "Well, I'm bi, so don't worry, I won't think any worse of you." Her eyes lit up. Did she... have a crush on me? I am flustered, honestly. But I didn't quite know what to do. Normally, I'd try to sweet talk people into liking master or his dick, but I don't know if that's a working strategy right now...

"It's... less about that", she sighed, "I... I had always thought that my life goal should be to find a husband, become a mother, and run the farm with that husband. I thought I had found the guy, when James moved in. Sure, he might not be much of a help, but he has everything else I thought I was looking for and now... after ****- I mean recently, I don't know what I want. You're a good friend of James, right? I... in my naivety I gave him a goodbye kiss recently and I... don't have the guts to potentially break his heart. Could you... maybe do this for me? As softly is possible? I want us to remain friends."

Phew, at least she doesn't hate master. Some lesbians hate men for their first month or two after realizing it, just because they're mad they had to live with the wrong idea of their life in their head. "I'll try my best, Klara. I'm sure he'll take it like a champ. He can be very dense sometimes, maybe I can convince him it meant nothing."

"No, don't lie to him, okay? He's a nice guy, he deserves to know the truth. He'd find it out eventually anyway." She paused. "It's getting late, do you wanna stay the night?"

Damn, she went from shy lesbian gal to flirty immediately. "I... Uh..."

"S-Sorry Amber, that was too quick, was it? Sorry, I'm new to all this. I'm sure you have to go home now anyway. Please just keep working for me, my feelings will sort themselves out, then we'll talk again, okay?"

"Alright, but...", I weighed my options here. I should leave her for master but I have the slight suspicion he wouldn't mind for Klara to have a reason to see me again, "don't hesitate next week if you want this." I gave her a kiss, she was a bit shocked. "See you next week", I declared as I exited her home, she was still a bit dazed but also extremely happy.

I walked the five minutes up to master's home, where I had already put my bags earlier today, Isabella had accepted them. I rang the doorbell and was allowed to enter. As I was undressing to fulfill my duties in this house, I broke the news to master.