Suggest a threesome

"Now Corin," you begin, placing your hand on the farm boy's chest, "you're not so greedy that you cannot share, are you?"

"N-no, ma'am," Corin answers.

You smile sweetly and give him a pick on the cheek, hugging his body against your breasts. You look over his shoulder at Tarwen, his gray-haired father.

"Tarwen, why don't you come over here. There is plenty of me to go around."

Tarwen stands, but does not step closer.

"I am wed to a fine woman," Tarwen says.

"Surely you are," you answer sweetly, releasing Corin from your embrace and stepping over to the old man. "But maybe you could learn a thing or two with me as well and take it home to her."

You hug the old man like you were hugging his son, pressing your corseted tits against him and stroking his cheek. You plant a kiss on his cheek, lingering but chaste, before stepping back.

"Why don't we all go over to the bed?" you say. "There is plenty of room."