Y/N POV:

I stood around my house cleaning up gathering all my laundry off the floor and my bed and all the other places I throw it putting it in a basket to take down the river as there was a knock at my door “It’s open” I smile and whitey stepped in

“Hiya y/n” he smiled at me

“hello...what do you want?” I ask

“well since your clearly doing some laundry...” he begins

“Oh for god sake whitey, some day you gotta learn to do your own dam laundry” I sigh “go get your washing I’ll take it down the river with mine” I sigh “but your coming with me whitey cause I aint washing out your bloody underwear again I made that mistake once” I sigh

“what mistake?” he asks

“Whitey it was disgusting, I’ve seen bits of wood with more flexibility then your dirty underwear” I laugh before he rushes off to his house so I grab the last of my stuff getting another basket as I know he hasn't done his laundry in months rushing over to his and opening the door and there stood whitey lost in his mountains of dirty clothes “dear god” i sigh “come on fill the basket” I sigh so he quickly fills it so I loaded the donkey up with the baskets and wondering off with whitey down towards the river

“Ya know Y/n, I am sorry I make you doing all this stuff for me” he says

“It’s fine Whitey, I know you work hard with Bill almost every day, you dont have much time for this stuff” I laugh as we got to the river “all the house wife kinda jobs” i laugh

“I better get myself a house wife then” He laughs getting his bucket off so I got mine and sat by the river whitey sat beside me starting to do both of our laundry tipping out the buckets to work from piles

“where ya gonna find one of them whitey?” I laugh

“La Belle’s almost only ladies I’ll find a house wife” he laughed “Ohh these arnt mine” he says picking up my underwear so I quickly snatch them out his hands

“what! it’s not my fault” he laughs “so...four years and I finally got to see your underwear” he smirks at me

“oh you dirty boy” I laugh lightly hitting his arm as we continue

“what the?” he asks holding my corset

“thats a corset whitey” I laugh

“what does it do?” he asks

“It’s like....uhhh....makes me look thinner” I blush

“really?” he questions as I focus on a bottom hem of a dress very dirty from mud till I glance over and see him with it tied around him pretty well actually “God darn it how do ya breath in this?” he asks

“years of waist training whitey, I’ve been in a corsets of some form since I was nine, your body changes shape over time” I explain

“doesn't that hurt?” he asks undoing it again and handing it back to me

“yes” I shrug grabbing something else from the pile and I knew instantly what I had picked up “oh god there yours” I sigh

“How the hell do you do it whitey I get ya know not washing them for a week or so makes them go a little gross but this is like solid...I cant even fold these” I tell him “what did you do to....” I begin “AHHH! Whitey!” I yell quietly

“what! Like your any bloody better then me? I’ve seen a wooden chair after you’ve been on it and a sexy guy comes into town” he smirks at me

“what!” I yell

“off come on dont play innocent with me y/n” he smirks at me washing a shirt of his

“I will have you know whitey I was not checking out anyone coming into town” I blush

“ohh who then....it was just me and- Ohhh” he smirks at me

“shut up” I giggle and he just sits laughing at me “What! when you actually have a darn bath and have clean clothes....I admit you dont look half bad whitey” I blush and he just smirks at me “What! I’m living in a town with a very depleted male population, what options are there, the bar keep, he’s like 60, the undertaker’s like 90, the dry goods man hates me, and sheriff Mcnue and lets be real here after his wife the widow witch has his heart, your the only know anyway where my own age and decently looking but....well” I explain

“but what?” he asks

“completely out of my league” I blush

“what?!” he asks very confused

“you heard me” I blush washing my clothes

“I didn’t think you thought of me like that?” he blushed

“well...now you do” I giggle as I hurry up washing clothes

“what do you mean out of your league?” he asks

“whitey, your the only attractive, sexually active boy for a hundred miles, just you wait whitey, soon all those ladies in town are going to be begging for a touch of a man, and where they gonna go...straight to you, you could hand pick a orgy from the ladies in la belle if you wanted to” I explain “what chance Have I got” I sigh

“Y/n...you know I’m not like that” he says

“i know” I giggle as I finished up my laundry and he sat struggling with all his

“Oh come here” I laugh moving closer to him and helping him out

“thank you y/n” he blushed

“it’s fine, can’t have ya walking around trying to do your tough deputy act in dirty clothes” I laugh “Oh god whitey, when did you last bathe?” I ask him

“Yesterday” he complains “why do people keep asking me that?” he asks

“Because your either not washing properly or......how long have you been wearing those clothes?” I ask

“a week why?” he asks

“so you bathed yesterday but you haven't changed clothes in a week?” I ask “so you went stripped naked had a bath then got back into your dirty clothes” I laugh

“yeah? is that not right?” he asks

“No whitey it is not” I laugh “when you bathe put on clean clothes” I laugh

“y/n looking at this pile you really think I've had clean clothes since the last time you did my laundry?” he explains

“this is why girls arnt breaking down your door yet whitey” i laugh finishing his clothes from the pile and putting them back in the basket “get your pants off whitey” I smile

“excuse me?” he asks a bit confused

“your clothes are dirty, take them Off I will wash them for you” i tell him

“and what am I meant to do for pants?” he asks

“oh just relax till a pair dry” I tell him

“alright y/n” he smirks at me moving a little closer to me starting to unbutton his pants smirking at me

“WHITEY! I meant like behind the bush...so I dont have too see you naked” I tell him

“Ohhh...I thought you meant like...whitey get your pants off so I get wet enough to jump on your dick” he laughs

“No!...how did you even reach that conclusion? all I said was take your dirty clothes off so I could wash them” I sigh

“Ohh...okay” he sighs getting up and going a little way away from me within a couple seconds he threw his pants towards me so I grab them they where evens till warm as I ducked them in the water cleaning them quickly so he can have them back again I smirked as I cleaned as his shirts where soon threw at me too so I put them in my to do pile finishing up his pants now just as I felt something land on me

“AHHHHHH ! WHITEY!” I yell very mad at him

“what?” he asks from behind the bush “did I get ya?” he asks

“YOU WHERE AIMING FOR ME!” I yell

“yeah with all off it actually...what hit?” he asks

“your underwear” I sigh

“Haha...sorry y/n” he laughs

“you dirty boy” I sigh “Please come get them off me” I tell him

“why can’t you do it?” he asks “at this point y/n you’ve touched a large quantity of my dirty underwear” he laughs

“yes but they had been sitting on your floor for like a week or so...these are ...fresh, and I know there gross and warm I can feel it now please get rid of them” I complain

“fine” he laughs moving from behind the bush completely naked and I saw everything I know he knew I saw as he winked at me getting his underwear off me and putting them in the little to do pile beside me sitting on the other side of me leaning back on his arms I tried to focus on my washing but...I couldn’t help it “see something you like y/n?” he smirks at me

“maybe” I giggle

“ya know y/n, I think your dress is a little dirty...maybe I could wash it or you” he smirks at me

“nice try whitey, I’m not falling for it” I laugh

“falling for what?” he smirks

“your terrible attempt to get me naked” I giggle

“is that what your plan was for me” he smirks at me

“maybe...but I’m not that stupid” I laugh finishing up all his clothes “there now we wait till they dry” I sigh leaning on a bit of wood as I sat there watching the water trying to keep my eyes OFF the naked whitey beside me

“come here” he smiles trying to move closer to me

“WHAT!” I say in shock

“come on come here like you normally do” he laughs moving beside me like he normally does sitting so our legs and arms where touching I kept my hands together in my lap far away from him still not being able to stop my occasionally glances at his sexy naked body “come on y/n you’ve seen me naked before” he laughs

“not for years I haven't, we’ve both done a lot of growing since then, physically and...sexually” I smirk intentionally looking him in the eyes until the last word glancing at his cock and licking my lip at him but he quickly looked away from me

“dont look at me like that y/n” he complains moving and shuffling a lot almost hiding himself from me “No no no no dont do that” he groans more to himself or well more to his cock that was now half hard “see this is why my underwear is gross you look at me once like that and i’m bloody half way there” he sighs making me giggle putting my hand on his leg like a normally do and he sat petrified of me

“it’s wired doing this...your dick is literally like a inch away from my hand” I sigh

“the thing is it always is, you just dont notice cause I have my pants on” he laughs making me blush “I’m surprised you don’t, it normal gets hard as a rock as soon as you go anywhere near it” he smirks at me

“why is that?” i giggle

“well...it is true I might be one of the very few bachelors in La Belle but....the other ladies dont really interest me, too old for me really,” he smirks “I’ve only really had eyes for you” he blushes

“really?” I giggle moving my hand up his thigh “tell me whitey...is this as good as it gets? I’m not saying its not already impressive...just curious?” I giggle

“no where near, this is about half” he smirks at me “come on come a little closer...you can touch him if you want too” he smirked at me so I giggled moving my hand a little closer to his cock my finger tip lightly grazing his shaft and it doubled in size almost immediately

“Whoa! hello whitey!” I smirk

“go on you can touch him” he smirks at me

“I know I’m just-” I begin

“Y/n im serious you can i dont mind” he blushes at me

“It’s just-” I begin

“Y/n,touch him...please” he begs so I smirk moving to sit on his thighs putting my arms on his shoulders he looked at me wide eyed very shocked as I slid my hands down from his shoulders down his chest to his huge cock “Uhhh Y/n, umm it’s so good, your hands are so soft” he groans as I slowly explore him with my hands “fuck this!” he groans grabbing my neck and pulling me to his lips so I moved my hands up running my hands over his chest as we kissed both of us often moaning into our kiss our lips molding together perfectly slowly moving against each other I couldn’t help but smirk into our kiss as I felt his cock pressing hard on my tummy and his hands slid down to my hips our kiss deepening as his hands moved up attempting to undo the back off my dress making me giggle pulling away a little

“whitey” I giggle taking his hands in mine “let me do it” I giggle

“no..I can do it” he blushes pulling me back to kissing him so I smirk kissing him back feeling him struggle with the little buttons and zip on my dress after like ten minuets he got maybe half of it undone,

“whitey” I laugh “your battling, a very tight dress, a over skirt, a corset, a under dress and my underwear, just let me do it” I laugh

“fine” he sighs so I undo it all leaving me in my under dress and corset

“there you go whitey, you can go from there” I smirk

“Umm thank you my darling” he smirks kissing me again until he quickly moved to lay down on the ground of course pulling me down with him

“Whoa! Ohhh whitey” I giggle

TIMESKIP:

“Go on get to work” I giggle as me and whitey stood outside the sheriff’s office hand in hand my other hand with the donkey still caring our now clean clothes

“alright, you sure you can put it all away yourself?” he asks and I nod “alright, come get me if you need me” he smirks giving me a sweet kiss

“see you later whitey” I giggle giving him another sweet kiss before going off putting all my clothes away and going to whitey’s putting all his clothes away for him and tidying the place up a little for him like making the bed and doing the washing up

“Y/N?” whitey calls from outside

“I’m here whitey” I smile so he comes though the door

“aww thanks y/n for cleaning up” he smiles

“It’s fine all clean clothes, all clean whitey might as well go back to a clean house” I smirk

“ummm” he groans cuddling me from behind as I wash dishes “Looks like I found a little house wife after all” he smirks at me

“what do you want?” I ask him

“small problem” he says

“ohh what?” I ask but I felt his hands trying to pull my dress up “Oi! whitey get off” I laugh

“y/n, did you by any chance not pick up your underwear, because I think your wearing mine” he says a little nervous

“what makes you think that?” I ask

“cause I think i’m wearing your’s” he sighs “actually not really think, im pretty sure I’m wearing yours”

“whitey...that is a terrible excuse” I laugh “if you want my underwear off so bad just pick me up, throw me on your bed and fuck me again” i explain

“Okay” he shrugs grabbing my hips lifting me over his shoulder and throwing me on his bed

“WHITEY I WASN'T BEING SERIOUS!” I laugh...