Lessons Yet To Learn || Jenlisa Adaption

Chapter 1

"You will." The raven-haired girl smiled back. "Won't you tell me your name, stranger?"

The new help jabbed the dirt with the toe of her boots. "I'm Lisa. Nice to make your acquaintance." She dipped her head and took off, jogging towards the barn on the far side of the Kim farmlands. Jennie watched her figure and the cloud of dust dissipate, leaving her with a girlish, unstoppable smile plastered across her delicate lips.

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Lisa was no tyro to hard work, let alone harvesting crops. If anything, she could easily and proudly declare herself an expert. But as she drove the combine harvester in as straight a line as she could get with an empty stomach, her skill could only take her so far. Her stomach grumbled, protesting against the heat, the noise, and the heavy machinery that rumbled beneath her. All she had was a cheese sandwich and a cup of subpar coffee from a roadside diner. Definitely not enough for a long day of work.

She revved the combine to the barn where Jae was waiting for her, fanning himself with his straw hat. "Good work out there. You're lookin' pretty damn competent. Better than those two." He jerked his thumb towards the two boys who called themselves BamBam and Jackson. "Which is all well and good. They're only part-time, anyhow." Jae slapped his hat back over his thinning hair and motioned for Lisa to follow. "You can head on back to the house. Jennie — that's my darling little girl — prepared a fine lunch for us. You go on ahead. I'm sure you must be plenty ravenous."

Nodding in agreement, Lisa thanked the man who merely waved her gratitude away. After all, he said, he's paying her and she's working for him. It was the least he could do.

Lisa approached the hand water pump, filled a bucket, and used the freezing water to rinse off the grime and the sweat all over her face and arms. She wiped down with a towel, wrapped it around her neck, and entered through the backdoor of the cool farmhouse, away from the fierce glare of the sun.

Once she entered, she caught sight of Jennie, bent over the stovetop in her skimpy jean shorts. She was showing a damn lot of leg, smooth and delectable, looking like fresh cream. Lisa allowed herself the simple pleasure of watching, but as soon as her mind got ahead of herself with her cock stirring the way it did, she cleared her throat.

Jennie spun, her pigtails bobbing on either side of her flushed cheeks. "Oh! I didn't hear you come in."

Lisa shrugged and approached her. "Your dad told me to have lunch before working on the second half of the field." She said. "He probably heard my stomach grumbling like it was the combine out there."

The Kim girl laughed. "Alright. Take a seat and I'll make you a plate."

A plate of steaming vegetables, beef stew and fresh-baked cornbread made its way before Lisa. "Oh dear lord." She murmured. "Everything looks amazing, Miss Kim—"

"Call me Jennie." The raven-haired girl insisted. "If you're going to be my Oppa's live-in farmhand, you'd better familiarize yourself with my name."

"Thank you, Jennie," Lisa said, picking up her fork and digging into her lunch. A moan escaped her, and it took most of her willpower not to wolf down everything and ask for seconds.

"You have a healthy appetite, don't you?" Jennie teased, while Lisa chugged down a tall glass of water. "That's good. Seconds?"

After the scrumptious meal, Lisa leaned against the back of her chair and sighed like a king. "That was the best meal I've had in ages, Jennie. Roadside diners can't even begin to compare."

Jennie made a soft cooing nose. She just spent the better part of her time watching Lisa eat and listen to the suggestive sounds she loved to make. "You sure have a way with words, Lisa. Careful, a girl can only take so much."