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Chapter 8: Sara and Rory
The next day followed the familiar daily farm routine. Chores came first, of course, which Rebeca and Rory completed in the morning, then ate a great lunch that Sara cooked for them. The evening chores were followed by a dinner of sandwiches. Once again, Rebeca fell asleep early and Sara and Rory put her to bed in her mother’s room. A little while later, Rory told Sara he was tired and went upstairs to bed.
The house was quiet, as was the surrounding countryside at that time of night. So quiet that a coyote’s howl could be heard for miles around.
Rory laid in bed reading a story online. He could hear footsteps downstairs and was pleased that Sara had started to feel at home. Then he heard the unmistakable creaking of someone walking up the spiral staircase. He waited, with nervous anticipation.
Sara topped the stairs and looked over at Rory. Nervously, she made her way to the bed before untying the robe and letting it fall to the floor. Next, she removed her bra and then slowly shimmied out of her panties. When Sara was naked, she shyly smiled at Rory, then climbed onto the bed and crawled over to him. Rory was only wearing his boxers which Sara lowered just enough to pull his cock out.
She stroked his long cock a few times before putting it in her mouth. Sara rarely gave head, in fact, her ex would have to force her, however, she was happy to give that pleasure to Rory. She moved her lips over his cock and rolled her tongue over the head. Sara could feel, and hear, his pleasure as she continued to stimulate his member. Her hand cupped his balls, and she played with his sensitive perineum. His moans were loud and excited as she continued to stimulate him. Having that effect on a man, Sara felt more like a woman than she had in years.
Rory had rescued her, made her feel safe, cared for her, and made her feel loved and wanted. He had complimented her housework and cooking, and made her want to do even better. She wanted to show her appreciation.
Sara decided to do something for Rory that she’d never willingly done for any man. When he told her that he was about to come, and tried to push her head away, she moaned out “uh, uh” and increased her effort. As he started to spasm, she kept to her pattern and just sucked harder. She felt satisfied when she felt his first rope of cum hit the back of her throat.
Her ex had forced her to swallow his seed, but Sara happily gave Rory this experience. The second rope shot down her throat and she tried to swallow, but the third rope overloaded her mouth and caused a little to escape her lips. When she felt that he was done, she pulled her mouth off him, looked him in the eyes, opened her mouth showing his cum on her tongue, then swallowed. It wasn’t as bad as she had expected. Then she opened her mouth and smiled, showing him that she had completed the deed.
Rory stared lovingly at Sara’s smiling face, before pulling her to him and kissing her deeply, his tongue dueling with hers. She returned his kisses with vigor, putting her hands around him and slowly stroking his back.
Rory began to softly caress her body and kiss down her neck, feeling her surrender to his every touch, kiss, and move. Sara laid back and enjoyed the experience as Rory made his way to her breasts and began to suckle her nipples. She moaned loudly as the feelings of excitement began to build. Rory cupped her left breast as he suckled on her right one, while Sara held his head letting him know she was enjoying the attention. Rory’s hands began to caress her side and down to her belly.
Rory sensed Sara’s apprehension as he began to kiss down the valley of her breasts and onto her stomach, approaching the stretch marks that remained from her pregnancy. She subtly tried to stop him from going there, but he was determined to reassure Sara that he appreciated her entire body and found her highly desirable. He kissed the stretch marks on and around her belly.
Rory’s mouth finally found her pussy. He had no experience of pussy-eating, since much of his sexual experience had been with prostitutes and, not only was he averse to putting his mouth where another man’s penis had been recently, but the working girls’ equipment often smelled bad which was a huge turn off for him. However, Sara’s pussy was sweet smelling. The aroma of her arousal lingered in the air, causing him to salivate. He found her opening and tasted her, reveling in her flavor. He found her button, causing her to gasp and shudder with pleasure. Rory started working Sara’s pleasure nub with his tongue, lips, and teeth. She became very loud, as more than one orgasm overwhelmed her body, each one stronger than the previous one. Rory finally stopped, fearing that Rebeca would awaken and become worried.
Sara shuddered as her orgasms subsided, and began to come down from her sexual high.
“You can sure tease a girl Rory,” she said, as Rory laid and relaxed beside her. Rory figured that was his cue that she was ready to receive him. He pulled off his boxers, enabling Sara an even better view of his long slender cock. She was excited, and a little nervous, never having had a cock of that size in her before.
Rory positioned himself between her legs, mounted her, and pressed inside. As he slid into her tight love tunnel, she felt delicious sensations that no previous lover had produced. Finally he reached her cervix, before beginning to fuck her.
Sara’s pussy had never been wetter and, even though Rory was only pumping her slowly, she felt an orgasm consume her, causing her to convulse, and scream in ecstasy, as it rippled through her.
Sara’s screams, and the spasming of her pussy around his cock, tipped Rory over the edge, and he came hard. His powerful release caused him to collapse on top of her, and it took all his remaining energy to roll off. As he laid beside her, spent and helpless, she rolled to him and put her head on his chest. Rory wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly, as they both drifted off to sleep.
The next morning Rory woke in bed alone, wondering if the previous night had been a dream. Momentarily, his former loneliness returned as he imagined that Sara and Rebeca had left him. However, in a rollercoaster of emotion, his heart soared as he heard the unmistakable sounds of breakfast being cooked. Rory leaped out of bed, got dressed quickly, then headed downstairs.
He found Sara in the kitchen cooking French toast and bacon, one of Rory’s favorite meals. He snuck up behind her, as she was concentrating on the breakfast, whisking her off her feet from behind, and kissing the back of her neck. Sara giggled like a little girl, as Rory set her back on the floor.
“Where is Four? Did she sleep OK? Did she hear us last night?” Rory asked with deep concern in his voice.
Sara’s heart melted as she heard genuine concern in Rory’s voice, and knew that he cared deeply for her daughter. She was amazed at her good fortune in meeting this wonderful man, who cared for her daughter almost as much as she did herself.
“She slept very well and didn’t seem to wake at all. She’s in the bedroom getting dressed.”
Seconds later the little girl came out of the room wearing one of her new outfits. When she saw her mother and Rory together, she smiled brightly and ran to Rory, as he opened his arms in invitation.
As soon as the morning chores had been completed, Rory took Sara and Rebeca clothes shopping in Flagler. Sara needed some dresses to extend her limited wardrobe and Rory was keen to see her wearing some nice clothing. The shops didn’t stock Versace or Armani, but the clothing was fashionable and well-made.
Sara soon learned that, even if she merely showed interest in an item, Rory would add it to their shopping trolley.
He spoiled Rebeca even more.
Sara began to feel guilty and tried to put some of the dresses and tops back on the racks, but Rory would follow behind and put them back into the shopping trolley. In the end, Rory bought Sara three dresses, some jeans, a couple of tops, and a skirt, along with shoes, stockings, socks, and three bras.
When the cashier totaled the sale, Sara and Rebeca’s articles cost almost five thousand dollars. After Rory paid for the purchases, he told the owner of the store that he wished for Sara and Rebeca to have an open account for future purchases there. The owner was pleased to oblige and said, “Sure, just tell whoever is checking you out, to charge it to Rory.” Sara was astounded.
After the clothing store, Rory took the girls to a bookstore and several specialty shops. Sara was reticent to indicate her interest in any item for fear that Rory would simply purchase it. As an experiment, Sara pointed to a candle holder, in the shape of the ugliest ceramic fish she had ever seen, took Rory’s arm, and said, “Isn’t that darling?”
Rory looked horrified and didn’t answer but that night, as Sara was putting away all of the shopping spree bounty, she opened a bag containing the two fish-shaped candle holders. She laughed so hard that she cried and, unable to stand, rolled on the floor.
Rebeca and Rory looked on with amusement as Sara couldn’t do anything but laugh while grasping the candle holders. Eventually, she calmed down enough to explain the joke.
That night Sara wore some of the lingerie they had purchased that day. She didn’t want to tease Rory, she wanted to entice him. As soon as Rebeca was asleep for the night, Sara dropped her robe and displayed herself seductively for Rory. She wanted so much for him to take her to bed, but they never made the journey upstairs, getting no further than christening the couch … and the loveseat ... twice.
The loft had become ‘their room’ and Sara was in heaven, finding herself falling in love with Rory. He was a great provider, an excellent lover, and, best of all, cared deeply for her daughter. It was clear from their heartwarming mutual glances that Sara and Rory loved each other.
Rory had never been happier. Rebeca and Rory were inseparable as they did chores, chatted, and played games. The monstrous house he had built for Tina started feeling like a home as Sara worked on improving it.
All Rebeca could talk about was her new uncle, Rory, and the adventures they had together on the farm. Each day felt like they had woken from the nightmare that their lives had become over the past four years, and Sara felt her prayers had been answered when their car had broken down and they’d been rescued, not only from hypothermia but also from their previous hellish life.
Each day that she woke safe in Rory’s arms, Sara would kiss him softly, trying not to wake him, before she rose and fixed either French toast or pancakes for breakfast. She knew that Rory loved French toast but liked to give him some variety.
When she woke from the bed in the other master bedroom, Rebeca would come and start chatting with Sara while she prepared breakfast. Rebeca would always have stories about different animals that they fed, or she was allowed to pet.
Chapter 9: Chores for Everyone
One morning, Sara was about to go upstairs to fetch Rory, when he came down with a pleasant smile on his face as was normal. She loved to see that smile, and wished it was for her benefit, but knew it was meant for Rebeca. Of course, Rory insisted on calling her daughter ‘Four’, but she had decided to accept it since Rebeca responded so well to the nickname. Sara wondered what would happen when Rebeca turned five.
During breakfast, Sara said, “Rory? Would you mind if I went with you to do chores today?”
Although Rebeca regaled her with the daily exploits, Sara wanted to see it for herself. Rory stared at her dubiously, while Rebeca jumped for joy and explained to Sara how to do the chores. She told Sara that she would show her how to feed the cattle, the chickens, and the pigs too.
When they had finished eating, all three helped to clean the kitchen before going outside to board the tractor and head for the cattle pasture, towing the trailer full of feed.
As Rory opened the gate to enter the pasture, Rebeca informed her mother that they always had to make sure the gate was closed to prevent the cattle wandering out.
When they had located the cattle, Rory put the tractor in its lowest gear, locked the steering wheel, and dismounted, while the tractor was slowly moving straight ahead.
Sara was aghast as Rory lifted Rebeca to sit at the wheel and ‘drive’ the tractor slowly through the pasture. She tried to reassure her mother that she did this all the time, but Sara wasn’t convinced that it was safe. Sara kept a close watch as Rebeca seemed to navigate the pasture, and soon realized that the tractor’s steering was locked to maintain a straight line, so nothing that Rebeca could do at the wheel would change its direction.
Rory climbed aboard the trailer, cut the baling wire, and using a hydraulic lift moved off the round bales. Cattle grouped around the trailer as it passed, and began to feed as soon as the bales hit the ground. There was still snow on the ground and it became quite messy, as the cattle and farm equipment churned the surface into mud.
After unloading the feed, Rory jumped off the trailer, remounted the tractor, and resumed control. He turned the tractor and drove to the stock tank, before applying the brake and shutting off the engine. They all dismounted, then Rory laid out a hose to fill the stock tank from the big tank on the front of the trailer.
As cattle made their way to the stock tank to drink some water, Rebeca pointed out different animals to her mother, stating the names she’d assigned to each.
“The one with the really brown face is Patches, the one over there with the white markings on her legs is Socks. The gray one over there is Gray.” Rory laughed to himself and shook his head in amazement as she named much of the herd for her mother.
After the emptying the trailer, they went and reloaded it with more hay, then towed it to the well-head and refilled the tank with water.
Sara was amazed at the way Rebeca and Rory worked so well together. After the three of them had replenished the trailer for the evening feeding, Rory drove them back to the farmhouse. They climbed down and Sara thought that the day was done but, to her surprise, Rebeca grabbed her hand and dragged her to the shed where Rory kept the chicken feed. They loaded the buckets and went to the coop. Rebeca had become good at feeding the chickens and Sara was amazed at how well she added her feed over the top of Rory’s. Then they gathered the eggs.
Next, it was time to feed the hogs. As usual, Rory carried his two five-gallon buckets of grain to the hog pens, and Rebeca carried her two one-gallon buckets. When the hogs had been fed, they all went into the house, kicked off their mud-covered shoes in the foyer, and hung their jackets.
Being spattered with mud after completing their chores, all three took a quick shower. Rebeca and her mother went to their room and cleaned up, while Rory went upstairs to his room. Afterward, they all met in the kitchen, and Sara fixed some lunch for them.
“What did you think of the morning chores?” Rory asked.
“I think I’m going to let you and Four...ah…Rebeca, do all the chores from now on,” Sara said. "I’ll stick to what I know best. Cooking and cleaning.”
Rory smiled and told her, “So you won’t help us with the evening feeding?”
Sara stopped what she was doing, walked to Rory, wrapped her arms around him, held him tightly and kissed him softly. Rory deepened the kiss, grazing his tongue over her lips which she parted, allowing him to ravish her mouth. Very slowly he started to taste her tongue, and enticed her to begin a tongue dance. She felt her body responding as Rory continued to kiss her, and only broke the kiss when Rebeca called out from the dining room, “Mom, what's for dinner???”
Sara turned to see Rebeca watching them kissing. Blushing, Sara calmly replied, “Uh…well…uh…we... OH HELL...”
Rory laughed, picked up Rebeca, tossed her in the air, and deftly caught her. He was in a great mood, thinking that Sara might like him enough to stay permanently.
Chapter 10: Party Time
A few days later, Sara, Rebeca and Rory were dressing to attend a wedding in the township. They donned their ‘Sunday best’ and were dressed to impress. Rory had Sara wear her nicest dress, with dancing shoes rather than stilettos, so her feet would be comfortable. Rebeca also wore a nice dress, however, she had kid-size cowboy boots on her feet, because she wanted to be ‘just like Uncle Rory’.
Rory came downstairs in a fine suit and tie and cowboy boots. Sara noted that his clothing accentuated his flat stomach, strong arms, broad chest, and ‘an ass to die for’. She thought he looked hot, and it made her wet. She had to discipline herself not to drag him upstairs and have her way with him.
Being a country wedding there was usually a lot of drinking, a lot of dancing, a lot of music and, most of all, a lot fun. Rory had attended weddings in the past but, since Tina’s death, did not usually stay long, rarely danced with anyone and kept, mostly, to himself. Sure, he would make polite conversation with friends and relatives, but that was about it.
When Sara and Rebeca were ready, Rory offered them an arm each and led them to his pickup, which he had thoroughly cleaned the previous day. He wanted the girls to look their best and really enjoy the day, so he had even spread a truckload of limestone on the driveway in front of the house, so their outfits would not get muddied walking to the pickup.
After helping the two beautiful ladies into the pickup truck, he drove the five miles to the town park where the wedding reception was being held.
As local custom decreed, regardless of who was getting married, the whole county showed up for the reception. A makeshift dance floor had been made by removing the net from the tennis court, and there was a band and a D.J. The live band started the entertainment by playing some Hank Williams Jr songs. After all, country folks liked their country music.
Rory looked at Sara and said, “Well, I would like to have the first dance with you if you don’t mind.”
Sara panicked, having never danced to anything but rock and roll.
“But I don’t know how to dance to this,” she pleaded.
“You will by the end of the night.”
Several couples had started dancing by then, and Rory said with a smile, “Tell you what Sara, I will start with Four while you watch then I will be back to twirl you around a bit.”
Sara nodded. Rory turned and took Rebeca’s hand.
“Come on little one, lets show momma how to cut a rug.”
It was a simple two-step which Rebeca picked it up quickly, but they kept to the middle of the dance area because her legs were so small. Rory spun her around for two songs before they stopped, then went looking for Sara.
Sara had watched Rory treat Rebeca like she was the finest pearl in the universe, and couldn’t help loving him for it, and she knew Rebeca adored him. The pair returned to Sara who was smiling happily at them. Grabbing her hand, while not letting go of Rebeca’s, Rory led them to an area where a group of younger children were watching the festivities.
“Mr. Rory,” most of the kids shouted in greeting.
Rory high-fived several young men and briefly hugged several of the girls, before introducing Rebeca to them. Rory asked if, as a favor to him, they would allow ‘Four’ to join their group, and see that she had a good time. The kids enthusiastically agreed, which was a measure of the respect they had for him.
Rory kissed Rebeca’s cheek, telling her that he was going to dance with her mom, but would be back to see if she could squeeze him into her dance card a little later. Rebeca hugged him joyfully.
As Rory made his way back to Sara, the music changed to a slow song. There was obvious relief on her face, when she realized that she wouldn’t have to begin with an unfamiliar two-step.
Rory wrapped her in his arms and drew her to him. The live band played ‘Silver Wings’ and Sara felt special, and safe, in his arms.
Sara was convinced, right then, that Rory would never purposely hurt either Rebeca or her. She thought that he would always protect them, but still worried that her ex…the cop…might hurt him.
Sara laid her head on Rory’s shoulder, and embraced him closely, while he slowly led her around the dance floor. Soon, the music changed tempo to something too fast to be a two-step.
Rory bent down and asked, “Do you know how to dance swing?”
Sara shook her head with a shy smile.
“Have you ever seen or done the jitter-bug?” he tried.
Sara cocked her head and gave a slight nod. She had seen it performed several times but never danced to it.
Rory pulled away from her, holding her hands at arm’s length, and began to demonstrate. She watched closely, realizing that the steps were nothing major, in fact, she quickly picked up the ideas. Rory put her through her first underarm twirl. Sara didn’t know if it was her, or her dance partner’s skill, but the moves seemed to go smoothly. Rory guided her through more twirls, and even more complicated double twirls. Sara felt like she was on top of the world.
After two more songs, Sara told Rory that she needed to check on Rebeca, and would be back in a moment.
“Meet me over here in between songs,” Rory suggested, as she left to check on her daughter. Rory knew Rebeca was safe, as he had been keeping a watchful eye on her even while they were dancing. He knew that Rebeca had been dancing with several of her new friends.
As he watched Sara walk away from him to check on Rebeca, Rory felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned to see his good friend, and first cousin, Lynn. Rory smiled, held out his hand in invitation, which she accepted, and they began to dance a two-step.
“She is beautiful Rory. Are you going to keep her?” Lynn asked.
“Which one? I sort of want them both. But...”
He left his reply hanging.
“You know…the one you’ve been dancing with. Uh, Sara, is it?” Lynn asked.
“Yes, her name is Sara, and her daughter’s name is Four. I want them to stay, but I have no idea what Sara wants.”
“Dad told me that you’re keeping her car in the barn so that she can’t leave,” Lynn joked.
Rory laughed.
“It’s not that flagrant,” he lied. It was every bit that flagrant.
“I’ve just been really busy with chores. With all this snow, I have to feed the cattle every day.”
“David is going to Denver the day after tomorrow. Why not let him take the car for repairs?”
Rory’s heart almost stopped at that. Lynn was a schoolteacher, and could read people very well. She knew that Rory didn’t want the car repaired, but it had been almost three months, after all.
“If you want to know whether she loves you, set her free. If she comes back, she will be yours forever. If she doesn’t, it really wasn’t meant to be,” Lynn stated philosophically.
Rory felt his heartbreaking and was trying to keep his eyes from misting up.
Meanwhile, after seeing how much fun Rebeca was having with her new friends, Sara walked back to meet Rory, only to find him dancing with a beautiful woman.
Sara thought the woman looked like a supermodel - skinny, big tits, a perfectly round ass, long blond hair, and so on. Suddenly, Sara was consumed by jealousy. She assumed an aggressive posture and glared at the perceived homewrecker, wanting to scratch her eyes out.
Lynn stopped dancing, her attention drawn to something behind Rory, who turned to find Sara staring menacingly at his cousin.
Rory quickly analyzed the situation and said, “Sara, I’d like to introduce you to my first cousin, Lynn.”
Sara looked embarrassed. “Your cousin?”
“Yea,” Rory confirmed.
‘Shit, I just gave myself away,’ she thought. She recognized that she was in love with her cowboy, and now she thought that he must know it too. Lynn certainly knew it, judging by her welcome after Sara shelved her ‘skin the bitch’ attitude.
A little slower, due to his lack of emotional intelligence, Rory finally realized that Sara had been jealous of him dancing with the beautiful Lynn. Feeling more confident, he began to think that Sara might stay, even if he did have her car repaired.
The night continued with copious amounts of dancing, laughter, and conversation.
Finally, Sara, Rebeca, and Rory left the party smiling and happy. When they got back to the farmhouse, after putting Rebeca to bed, Sara and Rory were both so exhausted that they could only fall into bed and sleep.
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