The nation

Chapter 7

Andy watched as Lady Utpahl left through the door with such haste, she barely had her dress back on. Andy continued to lay on the hay like Indra said to do. He waited for what was longer than Indra intended, then he slowly put his trousers back on. The fragrance of Indra’s love was still on him, he breathed it in, this was his first time with a woman. It left him confused. He looked down at himself and thought, I need to clean it. Andy sat there looking between his legs, he could still feel the silky smoothness of the Lady, she had done this to him, but it was not a bad feeling that he had. It was like a part of him flew off into the sky when Indra lowered herself onto him. Andy smiled.

Andy had a good face and a light in his smile, the children of the village often teased Andy to make him smile. When Andy was teased by the children he went after them, chasing them down to tickle them until they screamed mercy. Andy was good with the children because he had the mind of a child. Fresh, naïve, and no matter how many winters had passed, his mind was not maturing. Andy finished dressing and slowly stuck his head out of the door.

“Good evening Andy.” A voice said calmly, startling Andy.

Andy quickly pulled his head back inside the door and tried to hide.

“Now Andy, what are you doing in Percy’s stall?” The question came from Jan Talbot, this was his stall, Percy’s stall, and Jan was bringing the work horse home for a good brushing.

Jan walked Percy into the stall, Andy was bent over with his head in a pile of hay in one corner of the stall. His rear-end was clearly visible, Jan ignored it.

“Ok Percy, now let’s get you fed and brushed.” Jan went to the feed bags on one wall and filled a bag for Percy. He placed the bag over the horse’s head so he could eat while Jan took off the harnesses and began to brush the horse. Jan kept ignoring the ass clearly protruding from the hay in the corner and began to hum a melody softly to the horse.

Slowly Andy rose from the corner, he was standing straight up when Jan noticed. “Dammit Andy, you are so quiet. How are you that large and still quiet?”

Andy did not reply, he simply tried to walk out of the stall. Indra had told him to get dressed and go home. She also said to listen to his mother, but how could he, his mother had died years before. Andy puzzled over this for too long and the horse, Percy, blocked the way out.

“Maybe ole Percy here wants you to brush her.”

Andy stood still, that was not what Indra said to do. The horse whinnied and stomped one foot, Andy not knowing what to do went over to Jan.

“I can brush Percy.”

“Yes, you can, but remember not to walk behind him. Percy does not like people behind him.”

“Ok.”

Jan handed the brush over to Andy. Andy went to the opposite side of the horse from Jan and began to gently brush the old work horse. Jan took loving care of his horses; they were invaluable in the fields. Andy was gentle and caring with the horse and soon Percy was enjoying a careful brushing from the big dumb Andy. Two or three times Percy bumped Andy in his crotch with his nose, as if to say, I know what you’ve been up too. Jan thought that the horse was playing with Andy, he had no clue at all, Andy just finished the brushing.

“Briaunna.” Indra called for her daughter.

“I am in here mother.” A voice with little strength behind it answered.

Indrasena was still tying her dress back together when she made it home. Her hair had small bits of hay stuck in its tangled mess. Her eyes were wide, looking for enough light to see inside the home. She was flush from the sex with Andy and her hurried flight back home. She was ashamed of how she had acted, about what she had done. She did not know what had come over her, she started to cry.

“Momma?” Briaunna called, “momma, are you going to eat? I have dinner ready. Do you know where father is?”

Gods no, she thought, happy that he was not there. Then dreading his return, she quickly dried her eye’s.

“I’ll be just a little bit, Chris, I want to cleanup first.” Clean up indeed.

Indrasena went to clean herself up. A container of fresh water sat in one corner of the room, she wet some clothe and went to her and Harden’s bedroom, it was behind a curtain to provide some privacy for the couple. Indra undressed again, this time with more dignity, and began to wipe off her body. As her hands wiped her skin with the clothe, she could not help but think of Andy’s strong hands on her body. The way he responded to her was exactly what she was longing for. She closed her eyes and continued her fantasy. Andy was a man she told herself. I did not take advantage of him, but as soon as she had that thought she knew it was a lie. She began to feel disgusted with herself, her infidelity, she had done the vilest thing.

“Hurry up momma or the meat will get cold.”

“I am, my Chris, I am.”

With her eyes closed again her only thoughts were of the sex, the instinct that Andy had. Instantly her nipples grew hard. Indra kept her eye’s closed. The way he moved her, the way he touched her, his cock inside her. Indra’s hands began to caress the same places that Andy had touched. The kiss, his rough hands sliding along her skin and holding her hips. His upwards thrusts sent a vibration through her she had not felt in over two years. Still touching herself, Indra recalled pulling him back into her while she lay on her back, her skin was alive with the memory of his firm but gentle touch. His quiet eagerness to please. The memory of his final thrust into her when he finished made Indra shutter with pleasure once more. She felt his release inside her, his slight tremble at the end, he closed his eyes before he withdrew.

Indra came again, naked in the room she shared with her husband, she had been thinking about another man. She felt some of what Andy had left inside of her run down the inside of one of her thighs.

“Momma?”

“I’m coming.”

“Where have you been? And why is there hay all over you?” Lilly did not like to take care of such a giant imbecile, especially one that was only three winters younger than her.

Andy walked into the home of his father, he stopped at the door when his stepmother asked him a question. He remembered what Lady Utpahl had said, listen to your mother.

“I was,” he started slowly, “I was brushing Jan Talbot’s horse for him.”

“I was brushing Jan’s horse.” Claudia’s strike was without any humor, she did not like Andy.

After marrying Rognvald, Lilly had two other children: Claudia and Oren. There was nothing wrong with their minds, other than jealousy. Their father always had Andy close to him, like a favorite tool a craftsman would keep close bye, this obvious favoritism did not go over well with the younger siblings. The way Rognvald treated Andy made Claudia mad, and Oren act out for attention.

“That’s what that smell is, a horse’s ass!” Oren chimed in.

“It doesn’t matter if he is covered in hay or not, he is always a horse’s ass.” Claudia liked to get in the last word.

“So Andy, you were brushing Jan Talbot’s horse?” Lilly gave Andy a knowing glance that glanced right off of Andy.

“I was.” He said.

Patting his cheek, Lilly said, “I know, you simple fool. I heard what you said.”

Andy walked to the table for supper, he sat at his normal spot. The room was warm from the fire and the smell from the food made Andy’s mouth water. For an odd reason Andy will never sort out, he thought of the warm, smooth place between Lady Utpahl’s thighs. He thought about how she looked on top of him, the way her hair fell down her shoulders when she tilted her Head back. He thought she looked magnificent in his memory. He was sitting at the table with a blank look on his face for too long.

“Mom, he’s gone dumb again.” Claudia was relentless, and Oren threw a piece of bread at Andy’s face.

“Stop it you two...” Lilly watched as Andy rose from the table, he looked like he might strike Claudia or Oren, but he did not. The two younger children did not see, as Andy turned away from them too fast, but Lilly saw.

Andy did not know what was happening. His brother and sister always teased him, that was normal, his stepmother berated him; that too was normal. The thoughts in his head about Lady Utpahl were not normal. His knowledge of Lady Utpahl was not a dream, Andy was there, and it was real. The more he thought about Indra’s naked body the more heat he could feel between his legs. It almost hurt; it was swollen so much. When Andy stood up, he turned to go to his room, but before he did Lilly got a good look at Andy fully erect.

“Where’s my dinner?” Growled Rognvald as he walked into the kitchen, “and where is my son?” Meaning Andy, and Oren took notice of who his father called son.

“Indra!” Blurted Harden when he collided with his wife as she walked out of their room.

“I... um, Harden, you’re home. I did not hear you come in.”

“I have only just arrived, are you ok?” Indra looked flush and Harden noticed.

“I’m fine,” she waved her hand in his face, “it’s just warm in here and I rushed home to fix dinner. Come and eat.” Indra walked to where Briaunna had already set the table.