Kate Educates Jacob #46

All the walnuts in the world...

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Kate’s Point Of View.

Thrashing Jacob released my negative energy, and I was sure it did the same for him. Making love afterward in a clearing on a ridge at sunset was about as beautiful as the world could be, especially when your fiancee is such an excellent man.

“We should leave soon, Kate.”

“Are you afraid it might get dark, Jacob?”

“Wolves, cougars, and bears. Need I say more?”

“That’s a good point.”

He knew I was teasing, but I would have stayed out all night to sleep under the stars with only a blanket and Jacob’s warmth. Since arriving at A Walk In The Clouds, my mood had changed considerably. I was on top of important matters, understanding perfectly what Jacob felt.

The vastness of Granger Hall was gone, and we’d been pushed together.

“You save me from myself all of the time, Jacob.”

“Isn’t that a knight’s job, m’lady?”

“Thank you. We really should go before I want to make love to you again.”

“I’m always available.”

“Have you noticed how much more that is true in our short time here? We have time for each other.”

“Yes, Kate, but I guess we knew Granger Hall was becoming laborious at times. It’s not a home built by us, however wonderful.”

“We can do what we like here.”

“Exactly.”

Jacob offered me the ATV’s front seat and to teach me how to drive, but I wanted to lie on his back, wrap my arms around him, and watch the forest rush past while he wrestled the off-road vehicle back home. I shouldered our rucksack and mounted the rear seat, grinning while enjoying a fading vision of Jacob’s muscular ass pointing up with me spanking it.

The day was waning, but we still had plenty of time to reach our lodge. I enjoyed the ride through ancient deciduous forest and its micro-climates nestled in deep valleys where exotic ferms and unusual flowers grew.

Although the winter yielded snow in the area, temperatures rarely dipped below minus ten Celsius, meaning we could ski without worrying about how to survive the chill. I was drifting into motherhood and homemaking when Jacob braked and turned his head to speak with me.

“There are people up ahead on the trail. It looks like a family.”

“Are they hiking?”

“Nope. I think they are foraging.”

I stood up on our ATV footplates, scanning the area past Jacob’s head. There were half a dozen people on or beside the trail. They looked well-organized and busy. The leader, an elderly man, stepped in front of our ATV long before we arrived, waving a hand.

“Hi. You guys are off the beaten track here. Are you lost?”

“I’m Jacob. This is Kate. We have GPS, so no, not lost… actually, rather proud to say I’ve never been lost.”

“Henry. I farm nearby, among other things.”

“Oh, right. What are you harvesting today?”

“Walnuts.”

“I see.”

“I make an alcohol liqueur using a recipe my father brought from the old country.”

“Which old country?”

“Germany.”

“Nussenschnaps?”

“You know it?”

“I’ve had a relationship with it. One time, there was a festival on the river Mosel in Germany. I was on leave, and there was a local girl an-.”

I nudged Jacob in his back, and he flinched, turning his head around slightly so I could whisper politely.

“And you have a pregnant fiancee that doesn’t want to hear a story about past bedroom glories while she’s carrying your baby and a pussy full of your recently decanted seed.”

“Sorry, Kate… good point.”

Henry seemed unassuming and chuckled at a man being urged to make his point by a girlfriend. His family comprised a woman around his age, three adults in their early thirties, and a young granddaughter who proudly carried the biggest haul of walnuts in a net bag.

Henry wasn’t moving out of our way, but he didn’t appear hostile either, so Jacob continued chatting while I relaxed and took in the ambiance of a forest on its journey to fall.

“You should be careful on these trails, Jacob.”

“Wild animals?”

“No. The bears are far less dangerous than the wild landowner.”

“What do you mean?”

“The owner of A Walk In The Clouds is a total asshole, Jacob. In fact, if he knew we were here, Blackheart would probably take potshots.”

“Blackheart?”

“That’s what the kids call him, among other things. Sad old bastard won’t even let people hike around here. These walnuts are windfall. He won’t do anything with them, so we sneak in, gather, make schnapps to sell at the farmers’ market, then donate the proceeds to our local orphanage.”

That brought me around and I couldn’t see us leaving without helping a local good cause.

“Do you need help harvesting, Henry?”

“Are you sure that’s okay, Kate?”

“I’m assuming that’s why you’ve barred our way.”

“Sorry, but meeting new folks and putting them to work is always nice.”

“It looks like fun and good exercise, so count us in.”

Jacob shot me a wry smile and shut off the ATV. We dismounted, and the young girl ran over, handing us each a net bag.

“We only take the fresh ones. If they look damaged or spoiled, please leave them. Give the tree a shove, hit the branches with a pole, and stand aside. I’m Alicia, by the way. Nice to meet you.”

“I’m Kate, likewise.”

I stuck with Alicia and her keen eye for ripened nuts. Her enthusiasm for collecting the most by volume sent her scurrying along the dry forest floor like a squirrel. Mostly, I followed and held a spare net while she filled both.

“How did you get here today, Alicia?”

“We hiked from Henry’s home.”

“Where is that?”

“Right on the edge of Lord Blackheart’s territory.”

“What’s his real name?”

“Arthur Asshat.”

“Oh dear. Does everyone dislike the owner of A Walk In The Clouds?”

“Yep. He comes, goes, and never bothers with anyone. Henry says we’re a rural community, and that comes with some responsibilities toward each other.”

“Henry is wise.”

“Yeah, but I think he was most wise in picking his wife.”

Alicia was a lot of fun and worked really hard. She easily filled more nets than anyone, but I worried about time because the sun was setting, and it seemed Henry was in no hurry to leave.

I nudged Jacob, who followed me to a tree where we might sit together.

The sun still warmed our faces, and Jacob sat down with his back against a sturdy walnut tree. He spread his legs wide apart, and I sat in between them, leaning back against him. It was a perfect moment in my life when nature spoke to me, and Jacob lovingly caressed my stomach as though protecting what was inside.

“They hate the landowner, Jacob.”

“It’s hilarious that they gave him a pirate name, though.”

“Yeah, but we need to change their perception quickly, or we’ll be tarred with the same brush as Arthur Asshat.”

“Is that his real name, Kate?”

“Obviously, the asshat is added for effect by Alicia. Sometimes, Jacob, I wonder if you really are British.”

“Why do you say that?”

“You guys perfected sarcasm and tongue-in-cheek humor.”

“Yeah, that’s true, but I’m just not expecting it from an American wife.”

I was speechless and choked back overwhelming emotions. I suddenly realized how close we were to that final commitment and how much I wanted to be called Jacob’s wife.

“What did you just say?”

“Sorry, I meant American fiancee.”

“Come on, Jacob. You meant wife, for sure. You want to love me… You want to marry me… You want to have me an-.”

“-You should sing more often, darling, and yes, all of the above. I wish we could get married tomorrow right here.”

“How about a month from today, at sunset, in our special place? That gives everyone plenty of time to get here.”

“What special place, Kate?”

“X marks the spot.”

“I’m all for that, sweetheart.”

“Are you going to ask me then?”

He did a double take, flashing me a couple of quizzical looks.

“I already proposed, and you agreed to be my wife.”

Jacob caught on quickly and seized the opportunity. The sun had reached where its bottom tip almost touched the horizon. Light splashed around the walnut grove like eager flickers of life, bidding farewell to the forest floor, licking every fallen walnut with a final warmth to see it through the night.

My fiancee helped me up, then kneeled back down, drawing everyone’s attention. Henry and his family closed in to watch, probably imagining that this was a marriage proposal. He set one elbow on a knee and reached for my hand, kissing it before softly thumbing across the back.

“Kate?”

“Yes, Jacob.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too, sweetheart.”

“I can’t imagine my life without you in it.”

“You just want to steal my walnuts, Jacob. You’ll have to go through Alicia to steal them.”

Henry’s family giggled, and even that sounded like sweet music on a light breeze in our walnut paradise. I stared into my fiancee’s eyes, seeing a burning passion for me, knowing the man I loved would enjoy making a special memory out of our walnut adventure.

“I wish I could gift you all of the walnuts in the world, Kate.”

“That’s original and very sweet, Jacob, but what do you really want from me, darling?”

I should get an Oscar for this.

Jacob should get two.

“I want to grow old with you, Kate. Will you please marry me on this land a month from now?”

“Yes, yes, and yes again.”

When I fell into my fiancee’s arms, Jacob caught me and lay backward. I kissed him, and a round of applause erupted. My heart soared, and I saw love, life, and happiness in my fiancee’s expression.

“I’d marry you anywhere, Jacob.”

When we got to our feet, I winked at Henry’s wife and showed off my engagement ring. It was a moment when I felt we had extended our friendship to include some genuine and nice people.

Henry looked deeply skeptical.

“Arthur won’t let you get married here, Jacob.”

“Shall we go and ask him?”

“Are you serious?”

“It’s less than a mile, and you can use our ATV from there to drop your walnut haul off. You have more than a hundred kilos to carry. Why not just load everything onto the storage trays and ride it yourself from here? I’ll walk with Kate.”

“Okay, our place isn’t far from Castle Blackheart anyway.”

Henry seemed delighted with an offer of our help and a simple way to haul their treasure because Alicia’s enthusiasm for gathering had collected far more than they could easily carry. We packed the ATV and set off, hand in hand.

Alicia swung in and broke hands apart, slipping hers between ours.

“Are you a Mom yet, Kate?”

“Not yet.”

“Soon, perhaps? Now you’re getting married, it’s something to consider, right?”

“Oh, it’s definitely occupying our minds right now, Alicia.”

“How long are you staying around here?”

“Just a few days, but we may return.”

“I hope so.”

“How old are you, Alicia?”

“Ten.”

I was enthralled by her, and it struck me that I’d spent no time with kids, either boys or girls, since my childhood. I imagined Jacob and I walking this same path surrounded by our tribe, holding hands, playing, laughing, and singing.

It couldn’t have been a more perfect day. Alicia leaned up until I stooped to hear her whisper.

“I think you picked the right husband.”

“Thank you, sweetie.”

At the security checkpoint, I held everyone back while Jacob pretended to go ahead and ask permission for us to enter. Claude offered a wry smile and salute as I passed by, also winking at Alicia, who giggled.

When we reached the lodge, Lizzie appeared at its front door, surprised we’d added to the party. She strolled across to me with a quizzical look writ large on her face.

“You collected some strays, I see, Kate.”

“Lovely people.”

“They are indeed.”

“Jacob and I would love to get married at a clearing we found on lodge land.”

“Overlooking a forest and mountains, with a steep cliff edge by any chance?”

“Yes. Can we get married there, please?”

“Of course. What an awesome idea. According to someone called Tiffany, who called an hour ago, your deposit is in escrow, so A Walk In The Clouds is yours pending a few signatures and some legal wizardry.”

Alicia gripped my hand tightly and squealed excitedly, grinning from ear to ear. I felt like a mother or at least had a slight taste of what bounty motherhood offered. Jacob shook everyone’s hand, including Henry, who hugged my walnut tree lover, pretending to scold him for having played such a great joke.

Alicia looked up at me as we both stared at Castle Blackheart.

“We’ll have to rename it now, Kate.”

“Have you any thoughts?”

“I will come up with something for sure. Will you be staying here from now on?”

“For a lot of the time, but not always. Jacob and I have jobs and another home.”

“May I visit you both here, please?”

“Anytime you wish, so long as your parents agree.”

“Oh, I don’t have any parents. They died in a car accident a long time ago. I live in the orphanage.”

I almost collapsed on the spot. My heart wrenched, and I couldn’t breathe. Tears surged, but I held onto them, not wishing to upset Alicia. She swung on my hand as though we’d been lifelong friends, and Henry’s wife, who saw everything, smiled sympathetically, nodding her head reassuringly.

I turned to Lizzie and nodded toward the lodge.

“Can we have friends over for dinner?”

“Of course. It’s your house. I’ll tell the chef to cater for everyone.”

“Do you know Henry and his family?”

“You couldn’t have made better friends than the Cabot’s, Kate.”

“And Alicia?”

“She’s as enchanting as they come.”

“Why has nobody adopted her?”

“Oh, many couples have tried, but she rejects them all. Alicia is waiting for a special Mom and Dad, according to her.”

Jacob and I went to get cleaned up, offering our new friends a few spare rooms to do the same. Inside our room, Jacob took one look at me, stepped close, and placed both hands on my shoulders, looking serious.

“We should adopt Alicia, Kate.”

“You heard what she said about living at the orphanage?”

“Yeah… every word, and I saw your reaction as well. I thought something was off when she kept referring to Henry by name.”

“We can’t adopt her, Jacob… Can we?”

“It seemed to me that you and she bonded very quickly, Kate. It was uncanny because Henry says she isn’t usually overly friendly with strangers.”

“I know… that was weird, right?”

“Not really. She seems delightful, but I don’t know how people go about these things. How do you get to know a child you wish to adopt?”

“I have no idea, Jacob, but I’d imagine it takes time, patience, and a lot of process.”

“Well… I think we should do it, Kate, or at least get to know Alicia and let her choose if she wants to be our daughter.”

“Are you serious?”

I was speechless because we’d been with Alicia for such a short period, yet it felt like months if not years. She was like a much younger sister, or perhaps a daughter. I couldn’t really tell because every emotion exploding inside me felt new.

“Absolutely, I’m serious. I feel this place lives in my soul, darling. I love Granger Hall, but something about this lodge, its land, and the simplicity of today made me feel like I belong.”

“I felt the same way, Jacob. The whole place has gripped me.”

I frowned and twitched my smile this way and that, trying hard to figure out what had gotten into both of us. It was clear that when Jacob and I had time on our hands, life suddenly improved immeasurably.

“Do we have time to shower, Kate?”

“Yes. Lizzie is entertaining our guests once the Cabots freshen up. I’m filthy, too.”

“I know, Kate, that’s one reason I desperately love you.”

“Let’s go, naughty boy.”

In the shower, hot water massaged me, and steam rose along with my heartstrings and libido. Jacob soaped me from top to toe, and I did the same for him, eventually massaging his cock to attention.

“Could we really adopt her?”

“I think so, Kate.”

“I kind of fell in love with her. Alicia has so much energy. She wasn’t about to let anyone collect more walnuts, not even you. She kept looking over, weighing up your net.”

“You should probably ask Henry privately.”

“Are you sure?”

“It would be nice to have a child, and it wouldn’t be a problem with our biological children. I can’t see this being an issue at all.”

“Okay, Jacob. Enough with the knight in shining armor routine.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’m almost cumming. You just earned a bath-time bonus. Get your palms on the glass right now, mister.”

I spun Jacob around and forced him into place, gently kicking his ankles out and spreading him wider. I leaned against his back, pressing my breasts and solid nipples hard into his flesh while reaching around, grasping his cock.

“Feels like walnut wood.”

I wanked my fiancee a little unceremoniously, not wishing to delay dinner and our guests.

I slipped a thumb under his foreskin and rubbed Jacob’s glans, gently prising his tiny slit open with a nail, encouraging his pre-cum to leak out before rubbing it all over. His knees buckled, but he easily caught himself, gasping loudly while pressing harder with his palms against the glass.

When his head slumped, and Jacob moaned, I moved my hand back and forth, stroking his rock-hard shaft, enjoying feeling for every gnarl and swollen vein. When I ran all four fingers up and down his bloated urethra several times, Jacob whinnied and tossed his head, much like my stallion, Beauty.

“Whoa, boy… be good now, Jacob. Don’t cum too soon, but when you do, let’s make it a good one.”

“I c-c-c-an’t wait.”

I wanked his cock harder, enjoying having full control of Jacob’s orgasm. His desperation to touch me drove my passion because he was a man worthy of being loved. I reached my spare hand around, gripping and tweaking a nipple hard, wanking him vigorously while maintaining excellent stroke length and pull back.

“You can cum now, Jacob.”

I wanked his cock furiously, giving full strokes as fast as I could, ignoring the cramp in my wrist and biceps. His nipples were a playful distraction for me, but to him, each tweak had my fiancee on his tiptoes.

When his cock jerked frantically, I knew it was time, so I slipped my spare hand over his glans, cupped it, and rubbed the most sensitive part of his body as though polishing a hardwood while wanking the bottom of his shaft using short sharp jerks.

Jacob’s semen exploded, squeezing through my fingers as I milked him. He moaned and almost cried with joy, stretching high until his prostate begged for respite.

“That was incredible, Kate.”

“I know. I was there to witness it.”

“What about you, honey?”

“I’d rather wait until I bed you later if that’s okay. I need a kiss and cuddle after such a romantic day. Shall we dress and join the others?”

“What about your hair?”

“I’ll comb through now and dry it later.”

I couldn’t wait to join our new friends, suddenly enthused by the house that was almost ours. In the dining room, my main target was Alicia, and I was pleased when I was hers, too. She sat beside me at dinner, as talkative as any friend might be.

“You’re very pretty, Kate.”

“So are you, honey.”

“Jacob is, too. Do people say you make a good couple?”

“They do, but most of all, Jacob and I agree.”

“Will you have many children?”

“I hope so. I’d like a big family.”

“Me too, and I might be in luck because prospective parents are coming to an interview on Wednesday.”

“What do you mean?”

“Me and a possible parent match have selected one another from an adoption photo-listing service. It’s early days, but they seem nice from their profiles.”

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