The Business Part 2 Visiting the Rancher
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It was a hot summer day as I was driving down a small road, passing by endlessly long fields deep in the countryside. I was pretty sure that I had made a wrong turn at some point, this possibly couldn’t be the right route to the city where a friend of mine had recently moved to, but according to google maps I was on the right road, so I kept going.
I hadn’t seen a single car nor a person in a long time, just fields after fields. I had taken off my light jacket hours ago, now wearing just a skimpy top and a short skirt, my bra was starting to feel uncomfortable in the hot car.
Suddenly my car started to slow down on its own and soon enough it came to a full stop, I just managed to steer it to the side of the road before the engine died. I stepped outside where the air felt even hotter than it did in my car and saw light smoke rising from under the hood.
“Goddammit,” I cursed and popped the hood open. More smoke came out, making me cough. I didn’t know anything about engines, I had no idea what was wrong with my car. I tried to start my car again, but nothing happened.
I went to get my phone from my purse, but to no one’s surprise, there was no signal in the middle of nowhere. After thinking about what to do for a moment, I decided that there was nothing else I could do but start walking. Good thing I always wore flats while driving.
I took everything valuable I had in my car, tossed a water bottle in my bag, and locked the doors before I started walking towards where I had been going since I hadn’t seen any houses in hours.
After walking for half an hour, I spotted a big house down the road. “Oh thank god!” I sighed and picked up my pace. I got to the yard and to my relief it seemed well kept, there were cows in their enclosure at the back of the yard, so someone clearly lived there.
“Hello? Anyone here?” I hollered. No answer. I started walking towards the house, planning on knocking on the door when a voice came from behind me.
“Hello there, what brings you to my ranch?”
I turned around to see a man about my age walk out of a barn, wiping his hands in a rag. He was tall, handsome, and very muscular. I swallowed hard.
“Oh, I’m so sorry to bother you, but my car died by the side of the road and my phone has no signal. Is there any way you could help me out?” I asked, hearing the desperation in my voice. The man looked at me up and down and smiled a little.
“Well, of course, can’t leave a fine lady like you in trouble. Where’s your car, then?” he asked, tossing the rag into a bucket. I quickly told him where my car had died and how long I had been walking, while he grabbed some towing rope and tossed it into his tractor.
“Okay, hop in then, let's go get your car,” he nodded towards the tractor. I had never been inside a tractor before, I didn’t even know how to get in there, the door was so high up. I guess he noticed it since he smirked and asked if I needed help.
“Um, yes, please,” I chuckled, a bit embarrassed. He walked to stand next to me.
“Grab a hold of that, put your left foot on the step and just hop in,” he instructed. I did as he said, and as I was getting up I felt his strong hand on my hip, keeping me steady, and I realized that if he was looking up, he would get a perfect view under my skirt, and the thong I was wearing didn’t cover much. Once I was seated I was blushing deep red, but he didn’t mention anything so I thought that maybe he hadn’t looked.
He sat on the driver’s seat and off we headed to get my car.
“Thank you so much for helping me, I don’t know what I would’ve done without you,” I said. He waved it off.
“Oh, it’s nothing, don’t worry about it. I’m happy to help.” He smiled.
“Thank you, um… Sorry, I haven’t even introduced myself! I’m Marie,” I held out my hand.
“Nice to meet you, Marie, I’m Tom.” He smiled and quickly shook my hand.
“Thank you, Tom.” I smiled, and he nodded.
We got to my car pretty quickly, Tom opened the hood, looked around for a moment, and then turned to look at me.
“I’m gonna have to tow this back to my ranch, I think I have everything I need to fix it there,” he told me.
“Oh, okay, that sounds good,” I nodded.
Tom had me sit in my car to steer it as he towed it, and soon enough we were back at the ranch. Tom started working on my car immediately while I watched and waited. He explained to me what was wrong, but I didn’t understand half of the words he was saying. I did enjoy listening to his deep, calm voice and watching the muscles in his arms flex as he worked.
Damn, he was so sexy, handsome, helpful, and kind, a full package. Speaking of package, judging by the bulge in his jeans it seemed like he was packing quite a bit. I would be lying if I said that I didn’t get a bit wet watching him, and I couldn’t help it when my mind wandered off to think about all the naughty things we could do together.
Tom straightened up and wiped his hands. That made me snap out of my thoughts.
“Is it done?” I asked.
“Hmh? Oh, not yet, I just need to find some parts for it, I should have them here,” he walked into his barn, and I followed after him. He was looking through shelves full of car parts and tools and I wasn’t even sure if he had noticed that I had walked in, too.
“I truly can’t thank you enough for everything you’ve already done to help me,” I said, making him glance at me from over his shoulder.
“No need to thank me, as I said, I’m happy to help,” he smiled. I moved a bit closer to him, placing my hand on his shoulder.
“There must be something I can do to pay you back for this,” I said with a sultry tone, and that made him stop and turn towards me.
“Are you… Are you saying what I think you’re saying?” he asked. I nodded.
“Mhm, if you want to?” I slid my finger down his chest slowly. He smirked at me.
“Fuck yes!”
I got down onto my knees in front of him and started to undo the buttons on his jeans. “Let me show you just how thankful I am,” I winked, rubbing his quickly hardening cock through his underwear. I pulled his boxers down, releasing his hard, big cock.
“You like that, babe?” Tom grinned.
“Oh, yes, it's so big,” I gasped, looking at the beautiful cock in front of me, stroking it a few times before taking it into my mouth. I looked up into his eyes as I slowly started to suck his big cock, moaning around it.
“Mmhm, fuck, that feels so good. Pull your tits out, let me see them,” Tom said.
I quickly unclasped my bra through my shirt and pulled it off before pulling my top down to let the girls out. I started squeezing them while sliding my mouth back and forth on his cock.
“That’s it, play with those big, gorgeous tits as you suck my cock. Fuck, that mouth feels so fucking good,” Tom moaned.
My pussy was dripping wet by then, I wanted him to fuck me, but I couldn’t take my mouth off of his cock, I loved sucking it. I brought my hand up to his cock, stroking the base in the rhythm of my mouth.
“Fuck, you’re so good, baby. Suck on my balls,” he moaned, and I pulled off to do as I was told. His balls were big and heavy, a bit hairy but I didn’t mind. I kept stroking his wet cock as I sucked on his balls, and judging by the way he was moaning he was loving every second of it.
“Mmh, so fucking good… Can I call you a slut?” Tom asked.
“Fuck yes, I love that,” I said quickly before taking his cock back into my mouth.
“You’re such a good cock sucker, such an eager slut. Fuck, you’re gonna make me cum,” Tom moaned, putting his hand on my head and guiding me to go faster. I gagged on his cock as he pushed it deeper down my throat, my eyes watering.
“Yes, gag on that big cock, slut! Take it, take it all the way down your throat, show me what a fucking slut you are,” he growled as he thrust his cock deeper, fucking my throat. I was able to take it, loving the way he was using my mouth.
“Fuck, I’m gonna cum. Swallow it all, I know you want to,” Tom moaned right before he filled my mouth with a huge load of hot, delicious cum. I swallowed over and over again, making sure that none of it dripped out of my mouth.
Once he had come he pulled out slowly, looking into my eyes. I smiled up at him, licking my lips.
“Fuck, you’re amazing,” he said quietly, a bit out of breath.
“So are you,” I winked at him, making him chuckle.
“Get up here,” he said as he pulled me up. To my surprise, he lifted me up onto a table, pushed me down onto my back on it, and flipped my skirt up.
“Now it’s my time to taste you,” he smiled as he pulled my panties to the side and started licking my dripping wet pussy.
“Oh, fuck!” I moaned, surprised by the turn of events but absolutely loving it.
He was good, his tongue flicked over my swollen clit over and over again before he sucked it into his mouth, making me moan even louder.
“Fuck, your slutty pussy is so fucking wet for me,” he moaned before going back to eating me out.
“Mmh, sucking your big cock got me so turned on,” I smiled, playing with my tits as he kept licking my juicy cunt.
He kept going, licking and sucking my pussy in a way that was driving me wild, his mouth was working magic on my clit.
“Your pussy tastes so fucking good,” he moaned, barely lifting his mouth off of it like he couldn’t get enough of it.
It didn’t take long until I came, my back arching off of the table as he kept licking me all through my orgasm. It’s good that there weren’t any neighbors anywhere near them, because they would’ve heard me cum.
“Holy fuck…” I sighed happily, trying to catch my breath. I looked down and saw Tom grinning at me, his lips shiny with my pussy juices. He stood up and leaned over me, taking one nipple into his mouth and squeezing both of my tits with his strong hands. That’s when I felt something hard poking my entrance.
“I wanna fuck you,” Tom moaned as he swiped his tongue over my nipple.
“Give it to me,” I whispered, and he pushed into my waiting cunt immediately. His cock was rock hard again, so thick and long as it filled me. We moaned at the same time.
“Are you gonna take it like a good little slut?” he asked as he moved up, whispering in my ear.
“Yes! Fuck me hard, make me your slut,” I moaned. Tom started thrusting into me, quickly picking up his pace, fucking me deeper and harder. I kept moaning his name, begging him to fuck me even harder.
“That’s it, such a good fucking slut, take this cock. Damn, that tight pussy feels so good wrapped around my cock,” he grunted, holding onto my hip with one hand, pulling me towards him to get even deeper in me.
“Fuck!! I love that huge cock inside me, fuck me harder!” I moaned, loving the way he was fucking me. He grabbed ahold of my left breast, squeezing it hard.
“Yeah? You want it even harder, slut? You want me to fuck you like the nasty fucking slut you are, is that it?” he asked and slapped my breast, making me gasp.
“Yes! Oh God, yes!” I screamed.
“Tell me what you are,” he growled, slapping my breast again.
“Ah! I’m a nasty fucking slut, I’m a whore and I need to be fucked like one!” I screamed.
“Exactly, that’s a good fucking whore,” he grinned.
After a few more hard thrusts later he suddenly pulled out, and before I knew what was happening he had already flipped me over so that I was bent over the table. He pushed his cock back into my cunt and kept fucking me. He slapped my ass hard a few times before grabbing my ass and really starting to pound me.
I was moaning like crazy, screaming in pleasure as his thick cock filled my pussy over and over again. I loved everything he was doing, the way he was fucking me and the way he talked to me, it made me even wetter than I already was. It had been a while since I had gotten properly fucked.
“Fuck, your pussy is so fucking tight,” he moaned.
“Keep fucking me, I love that big cock, it feels so fucking good inside me,” I moaned desperately, needing him to keep fucking me for hours.
“Don’t worry, slut, I’m not close yet,” he said, and I could hear the grin in his voice.
He manhandled me into a new position, turning me onto my side and lifting my leg without even pulling out. The new position hit my g-spot perfectly.
“Ah, just like that! Don’t stop fucking me, I’m gonna cum all over your cock!” I screamed.
“Good girl, cum for me, cum on this fucking cock, I want to feel your pussy throb around me,” he panted, thrusting in and out of me quickly.
It didn’t take long until my orgasm washed over me, making me scream in pleasure, my body arching as he kept pounding my pussy through my orgasm.
“There you go, that’s a good whore. I want you to cum for me again, think you can do it?” he asked.
“Yes! Yes, just keep fucking me just like that, don’t stop, don’t fucking stop,” I moaned, still coming down from my orgasm, but only getting halfway until the next one started building up.
“I’m starting to get close, but I need you to be a good fucking whore for me and cum on my cock one more time before I cover you in cum, do you understand me?” Tom panted.
“Yes, I’m so fucking close, make me cum again, please!” I begged. His cock felt incredible, the way it kept hitting my g-spot made me think that I could cum on his cock a million times in a row.
Tom grabbed my right breast, squeezing it hard as he kept pounding me. He kept talking dirty to me but I was so close to my next orgasm that my brain could barely register his words. A moment later I came for the third time that day, and this time I squirted all over him.
“Holy fuck,” was all I heard before I felt him pull out, and a second later I felt his hot cum landing on my bare tits and all over my face. Feeling him cover me in cum was so hot that I almost could’ve come just from it.
“Fuck…” Tom breathed out quietly. I opened my eyes and saw him standing above me, slowly stroking his softening cock.
“Want me to clean that up for you?” I asked with a smirk on my lips, nodding towards his cock. He told me, yes, so I took his cock into my mouth again and started sucking it. I could taste both of our cum on it, and I couldn’t help but rub my clit as I sucked it.
“Look at you, such a perfect, insatiable slut,” Tom smiled, gently pushing my long hair out of my face. I glanced up at him, smiling while his cock was still in my mouth.
After a moment I pulled off, licking my lips. I looked down at myself, seeing cum all over my tits and my top, my skirt had greasy handprints on it and I was pretty sure my panties weren’t in one piece anymore.
“You made a mess of me,” I giggled.
“A fucking sexy mess,” he added with a wink. He helped me up and I collected my bra from the floor.
“Could I use your shower?” I asked.
“Of course. I should shower, too.” He placed his hand on the small of my back and we started walking towards the house.
He fucked me again in the shower, and once he had gotten my car fixed it was so late that we both agreed that it would be the best for me to stay the night. Neither of us got much sleep that night.
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I lost touch with Em very early on after leaving for university, we bumped into each other once or twice in the holidays perhaps, but always when we were in the middle of shopping or something else, and with no time. These were the days before Facebook or even mobile technology, so it’s not just that we had no particular reason to keep in touch – we didn’t really have the means to do so either. Beyond the age of writing letters, but not yet the age of the text message – we were quite a sad...
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The Weekend’s Conclusion and a Postscript Friday night had been a revelation. At 8pm I thought I was popping down to the swimming pool for an hour’s much needed exercise. By 1.0am Saturday morning, I’d had that swim, plus three pints of beer, a curry and hot, passionate sex – all of this with a MILF (a genuine first for me, I believe) – one who just happened to be Emily Barrington, by childhood best friend. It’s almost embarrassing, but honestly, it was very natural, I simply fell asleep...
Confessions and Giving in After the best part of eighteen years, I’ve been reunited with my childhood best friend, Emily, a school friend and swimming partner. It came about because after a failed marriage, I moved back to my home town, it came about also because my mother encouraged me to rediscover the swimming pool, a place where I’d been happy and comfortable as a growing child and teenager. Em was at the pool, and we swam together and raced again. Then, somehow, we were suddenly very...
Chapter 4: The Swimming Pool It had been nigh on eighteen years earlier that I had left the town’s swimming club to concentrate on my school work. Having returned to my hometown from an abandoned life in London, I had been encouraged by my mother, and a visit to the pool of my youth, to return for the adults-only Friday night swim. Not that I’d abandoned swimming completely in the meantime, of course – I doubt anyone who has swam seriously can ever give up the bug completely, as it’s such a...
Before I proceed with Chapter 2, I need to introduce you to Emily, or Em. It will be two more instalments before she returns to the story properly, but it will help you to understand the scope of my history, and where it is going. Emily Barrington – Em – my teenage best girlfriend, that is, best friend who happens to be a girl. We were both school friends and swimming team mates from the age of 10 or 11 to when I dropped out from the club at 17. As teenagers, we spent a lot of time together....
I’m going to tell you a true story, or at least as true as I can remember it. Let’s be honest here and concede that when we’re in the middle of something, we don’t stop to write down the exact detail, we don’t have a voice recorder to capture every aspect of who said what and when. So even in stories like this, we use writing skills and some imagination. As a writer, I’ve always thought that imagination is borne of experience, sometimes it’s our experience, sometimes it’s that of others. This...
Leihla had been caught red handed stealing from her employer. She had agreed to be his sex toy to avoid going to jail. The man handcuffed her and began to have his way with her. He lifted her top and kissed her neck. He pulled up her top and massaged her young breasts and pulled on her nipples. He ran his hands all over her body. She wanted to hate it but could not help but enjoy his wandering hands. She kept trying to convince him to let her go home but he was intent on having his way with...
You like nice sexy lingerie and you have a lot of it?Hmm but you like to wear it right?When do you wear it?Never when you go out?Hmmm Gorgeous!!!!Imaging you wearing this with a black short skirt and a dark blouse...High heels and going out for dinner with me...You would be my sexy date we would go to a quiet but nice restaurantcandle lights on the table....and I would place you with your back to the personal and the other visitors...You drink wine ? Red or white?A white one then, I order...
hello sweeties! Lizzy here so yesterday, I was getting fucked by my family, and we were all having a great time. I had completely lost track of time, and realized that we hadn’t eaten in a long while. so I asked everyone what they wanted and stopped fucking for a minute to order takeout. I placed my order, hung up, and asked my parents if I could do my favorite thing. they said yes, just be careful, and I thanked them.I ran off to take a super quick shower and hose down. when I was clean, I...
Leihla had been caught red handed stealing from her employer. She had agreed to be his sex toy to avoid going to jail. The man handcuffed her and began to have his way with her. He lifted her top and kissed her neck. He pulled up her top and massaged her young breasts and pulled on her nipples. He ran his hands all over her body. She wanted to hate it but could not help but enjoy his wandering hands. She kept trying to convince him to let her go home but he was intent on having his way with...
LONDON, ENGLAND - July 2107 Colin Foster settled his muscular, tanned body back in the comfortable, overstuffed leather chair, his feet resting on the back of a beautiful, young redhead who was squatting on her knees and elbows before him. Colin smiled as he looked at the naked woman who would obey his every whim and, not only that, was paying him a foolish amount of credits for the privilege. Glancing at the mirror mounted on the ceiling, Colin admired his perfect physic, his muscular...
You know those Walgreen ads, where they talk about ‘If this were a perfect world?’ Well, where I live, and I can’t tell you where it is, we’ve a perfect world. I can tell you that we’re in the United States of America, but the people who approved of my writing about it, only did upon my keeping the name of the town to myself. Let’s call it - ‘EVERYTOWN!’ The laws of this town are unlike any laws of any other place in America. A sampling includes, Life begins at Conception, and is a human...
On the Monday at the office I contacted my local head of sales and asked him if he could find a vacancy for a friend of mine. I told him of her experience prior to her marriage and how efficient she had been and how good at handling sales staff. I made it clear he was under no pressure to give her a job only an interview if the opportunity arose. He told me that he had noting immediate, but had a woman in that kind of position who would be going off on pregnancy leave in three months time. He...
[Sunday, July 5th, 2020] Right now, I wanted to play with gambling with this ability for a little while, so I jumped back into the tunnel. Once again I was in the tunnel, facing another end section. The scene on the wall showing my monitor, keyboard, and mouse sitting upon my desk. I figured this would be a good way to leave it as I would probably be back at some point. I headed back down the tunnel to the intersection and considered going back in time to the last time I was in Vegas....
But being an 18 year old me? Now that has some serious potential. In my base timeline, when I was 18 years old (1986) I had just finished up my senior year of High School and I was facing the prospect of finding a job. After graduation, my Mom informed me that I was not going to screw off all summer and she needed me to hit the pavement looking for full-time work. I parlayed a couple of weeks in a trade school machine shop into a job working at a mill and operating a turret lathe at a...
[Friday, June 20th, 1986] Up in my room, I started with setting the box on my bed and pulling things out. I liked a few of the shirts she had in there, so it was good to see them again. I had no interest in the stuffed animals, but maybe Anne would like them. There were a few crystal animals in there, they would probably go to Anne too. One of them did not look familiar to me, hell, it probably came from some other guy. That’s kinda funny actually. I can’t be certain it wasn’t from me, but...
[Saturday, June 21st, 1986] I awoke to the sounds of our next-door neighbors pulling their truck out of the driveway. It was a big Ford F-350 diesel with dual rear wheels and he had a camping trailer hooked up to the rear bumper. His wife was loudly playing spotter for him, and apparently she was making absolutely sure that they took out their mailbox as they pulled out. Much cursing and blame throwing was involved. They were both assholes about it if you asked me. With the windows open it...
[Saturday, June 21st, 1986] As we started up the stairs I warned Kim that my room was in the attic and that there was no A/C up there. I also told her, “We probably should have brought some water to help us avoid heatstroke.” Sadly, I wasn’t kidding much. It gets damn hot up there during a summer day. When we got there she said, “Nice room, but you weren’t kidding, wow it’s hot. We better do this quickly.” She asked me to pull out any clothes I had in dresser drawers that weren’t socks or...
[Tuesday, June 24th, 1986] I woke up and looked over at the alarm clock on my nightstand. It showed 07:55 am. I climbed out of the waterbed and stretched. I was enjoying having this 18-year-old body again. I was still way too thin at this point in my life. I remember my first Military ID showed my weight at 135 pounds. Which was about 10 pounds less than normal for me at the time. Sure, I was a bit of a beanpole, but not quite that bad. I figure all the exercise in basic made me lose more...
[Tuesday, June 24th, 1986] I met Sam back at the table with his lunch. I offered him a choice, “Sweet tea, or Coke?” He opted for the Coke. We shared a side of the picnic table with a comfortable space between us as neither of us wanted to lose the best views. I opened a bag of potato chips and started my questions with, “Well, I guess there is no sense tiptoeing around. Feel free not to answer any questions you feel are too personal and I won’t hold it against you. The personal ones are...
[Tuesday, June 24th, 1986] Sam sat there staring at either me or the ticket for a good 5 minutes. Eventually, he shook his head and said, “John, my temper can get a little out of hand sometimes. Normally, someone trying to give me a handout would piss me right off, but you’ve managed to kinda blow my mind here. I don’t know if I can make you understand, but I’ll try to explain.” “You see, I need to live my life by certain rules. I won’t lie. I won’t steal. I will earn my keep. That’s it,...
[Tuesday, June 24th, 1986] Sam and I pulled back into the parking lot at about 6:45 pm. I briefly considered using the valet parking, but as much as I loved my old 626, it would have been embarrassing to pull up behind the Jaguar and Mercedes crowd. Sam and I headed to the valet area anyway and our passes quickly gained us access to the stairwell. When we got to the Lounge we found only about 40 people in the whole place. We didn’t exactly fit in, but it wasn’t the Red Carpet event I half...
[Wednesday, June 25th, 1986] I woke around 6 am and made it into the shower without running into anyone, as I would expect for the time. After getting dressed, I headed to the kitchen and was in the mood to make some breakfast. I had come across a jar of instant coffee the other day and decided to go for it. We were going to have to get a coffee machine soon. This instant coffee stuff was going to be horrible. I put the kettle on the stove to work and started rummaging for food ideas. Two...
[Wednesday, June 25th, 1986] The next thing we knew, the front door was opening, and my mom was home. Fortunately, she spent a little time putting groceries away in the kitchen and pantry. Kim and I had time to get our shirts buttoned up again. I grabbed the remote and turned on the TV, smashing the volume button and hoping it wouldn’t be deafening when it came on. It wasn’t, and I flipped through the channels until I came to MTV and slowly increased the volume. One video was just...