"Since we're running behind, she can wear that until you get home, if you wish. No harm. By the look of her, you might have to excuse yourselves early from church."
I knew my cheeks were flushed and I was shifting my hips, trying to eek as much pleasure as I could out of the dildo.
Cole grinned. "I'm sure I can be accommodating. Whatever my wife needs."
Sam leaned against the wall, quietly observing the end of my examination. "We're to meet MacKenzie at the jail and go on to the Jenkins ranch from there."
"Right. Anything else, Cole?" Doctor Graham asked.
Cole slapped the doctor's shoulder congenially. "Much obliged with your help." He took my hand. "We don't want to be late for church. You boys have fun," Cole told the doctor and Sam as he led me out into the bright sunshine. It was quite different walking with a dildo in my pussy as well as my ass. The leather strap bumped against my clit and there was no question I would remain aroused and wet for the duration of the time I wore it.
"Cole, I don't want to go to church."
He frowned. "Why ever not?" He was so broad he blocked out the sun behind him.
"Because people will remember what you did to me."
"Of course they will. And look at you now. So pretty. I'm proud to show you off as my wife. Are you worried you'll come in church?"
That thought hadn't entered my mind, but now that he brought it to my attention, it was certainly a possibility. "Um--"
"By the look of you, I'd say it's a possibility. Are your nipples hard, darlin'? I know you're wet." I couldn't help but squirm at his words. "If it gets to be too much, I'll take you out of the sanctuary and you can come. All right?"
The image that provoked had me clenching down on the dildos. Desire shot through me like a bullet from a gun. He took my arm in his and started walking again in the direction of the church.
I nodded.
"There's something else. What is it? What's bothering you?"
I bit my lip, looked up at him. "My family."
"I'm your family now." The idea of Cole and I being our own little family filled an empty place inside. "You don't have to worry about your parents or your sister anymore."
"But they say such hurtful things."
"When you get scared, you strike out with barbed words, possibly just like they do."
"What is my mother--my sister--scared of?" I was surprised and confused by his words. It was true, I lashed out when I was nervous or upset; that's what I'd done with Maura.
Cole shrugged casually, thoughtfully. "Perhaps they're scared of you?"
"Me?" I sputtered. I placed one hand on my covered breasts.
"You're prettier than your sister ever will be, if vanity is the sole reason. Smarter, kinder, gentler. So many possibilities. As for your mother, perhaps you are all that she never was, never can be."
Cole took my hand, gave it a gentle squeeze.
"Perhaps." It would take time to consider his words.
"If we see your family, just listen. Listen to your them and their words. You don't have to respond. You don't have to defend yourself because you've done nothing wrong. Think about why they're saying hateful things instead of what. I'll be there for you."
"All right." I smiled at him, reassured to know he was with me, just like earlier in the week when Henrietta and Mother stopped by.
We entered the sanctuary to polite hellos and smiles. No one whispered about me, and no one pointed at me as I'd thought they might. Cole was well respected, and as his wife, I was respected as well. We sat toward the back of the congregation and through the service Cole held my hand, his thumb idly stroking my knuckles.
I contemplated Cole's words as the minister spoke. Was my sister envious of me? Was my mother jealous? All the while, I shifted my hips, forcing the dildo in my pussy to move, made the plug in my ass push in further. The leather strap that ran down between my legs bumped my clit and I squeezed Cole's hand, not wanting to cry out in church. I looked around; everyone was focused on the small choir. I could see my parents with my younger siblings toward the front, Henrietta and her husband beside them. I didn't give them much heed as my fearful thoughts were diverted toward finding my next release.
Cole leaned down and kissed my ear lightly, then whispered, "Do you need my cock?"