An hour after she saw Cal turn his light out, she heard him quietly head back downstairs. Unable to resist being near him, she wrapped a blanket around her shoulders and followed. She was acutely aware that they were alone on the farm, and the warm breeze and inky night seemed to heighten the possibility of romance.
At first she didn’t see him leaning against the porch railing, looking towards the mountains. When a cloud passed by, the faint moonlight illuminated his large frame. He was only wearing pajama bottoms, and she itched to kiss his broad, tanned back. She knew his body would be warm, and she wanted to snuggle close to his heat. He seemed deep in thought and didn’t notice her approach. Reaching around him, her hands fell to his taut, bare abdomen as she pressed a moist kiss between his shoulder blades. Cal jumped at her touch, then groaned loudly. She felt a deep shudder run through him and only then realized he was masturbating. She stilled his hand when it seemed he was going to hide his erection.
“Mmmmm, keep going,” she hummed into his ear. She felt his abdomen muscles flutter as her fingertips caressed his belly softly.
“Jenny, you have to stop.”
Jenny nipped his ear, ignoring his half-hearted plea. “Are you thinking about me? Are you hard for me?” Her left hand cupped his heavy testicles and massaged them gently.
“Yes,” he moaned as his calloused hands slid over his sensitive shaft. His heated response made her smile against his shoulder.
“Do you wish it were my hands stroking you, pulling on your cock?”
His cock twitched at her words, and he pumped his fist harder. His balls tightened. “Jenny…”
She knew he wanted it but couldn’t let himself ask her for it. “I want to rub your cock. Feel it get harder in my hand. I want to make you come. Hard,” she whispered silkily as she laid her right hand over his. He gasped but didn’t stop handling his rigid member. When she learned the rhythm and pressure he liked, she moved his hand away and began to stroke him.
“Are you watching, Cal?” she asked as she watched her hand slide up his thick shaft and the other roll his balls, “Are you watching my hand on your cock? You feel so good. I can’t get my hand all the way around you. You’re going to feel so good inside me.”
Cal was panting hard now, his gaze fixed on her firm rapid pulls over his throbbing cock. “Faster, Jenny,” he grunted, “Please, faster.” His breathing became more labored. “Oh God, that’s it, like that, oh God, Jenny.”
“Come,” she breathed, squeezing his balls. With a startled cry, his cock jerked with his climax, and thin ropes of hot semen coated his stomach.
“Yeah, Cal, come for me.” She pressed closer to his body, nuzzling his shoulders as her fingers traced his warm ejaculate slowly over his quivering belly. Cal leaned back into her embrace and held her hand over his penis.
“Thank you,” he murmured when he could talk again.
“It’s all in the wrist...” she said lightly, and relaxed when she felt him chuckle.
She stepped away from him and quietly went back to her room. Burrowing back under the blankets, she smiled that she’d elicited such a response. Horny and wet, she dug her Rabbit vibrator out of her bag and pushed it between her swollen slick folds. The toy stretched her muscles, and she was only able to push it in a little at a time. When it was finally inside her, making her feel wonderfully full, she pressed the buttons and felt the pearly beads beating against her opening while the rabbit ears vibrated mercilessly against her sensitive clit. The plastic cock rotated inside her at the same time, agitating her G-Spot as her clit and vaginal opening were also stimulated. Quickly overwhelmed by the sensations, she came with a sharp cry, just in time to hear her door click closed.
She giggled and blushed, unsure whether desire or embarrassment was winning out. In the end, she decided to let sleep take her and fell into a contented slumber.
* * * *
Cal wondered if it was possible to die from embarrassment, but figured he’d know soon enough. Why hadn’t he heard her coming? Because you were, he thought wryly. She wasn’t supposed to know what he was doing. He’d deliberately gone outside so she wouldn’t hear him. What a mess, he thought, and went in search of a towel to clean himself up.
I really should apologize. Or explain. Although he had no idea what to say. He headed toward her room, his stomach knotting with each step. A mechanical sound drew his attention, and curiosity held him bound outside her room momentarily. He tapped on the door, but she didn’t hear him. He turned the knob and eased the door open to see a sight that would be seared into his memory. It made him instantly hard again.
Jenny still hadn’t heard him, and he knew he should give her privacy. But he couldn’t look away. Her long, muscles legs were taut with the exertion of trying to reach her climax. Her honey coated her thighs and thick nude lips as the rabbit ears tortured her clit. He heard her panting and watched unblinkingly when she climaxed sharply. He suddenly snapped out of his stupor and eased from the room without her noticing.
The next morning, he stayed in his room as long as possible before heading down for breakfast. What if she was disgusted? Or scared that she was alone with a pervert? Embarrassment gave way to worry that she might not be as forgiving in the morning light. He couldn’t stand the idea that she might be afraid of him. He braced himself and stepped into the kitchen ready to apologize. He blinked at the empty room. Bacon and eggs were at his place setting with a note that said “Nuke me.” He’d expected a lot of things this morning. Outrage, maybe a slap. But not breakfast. He warmed the plate of eggs and bacon and tucked in thinking she was one in a million.
Once outside, he tipped his face to the warmth of the rising sun and took a moment to appreciate the beauty of the farm. A wooden porch ran the entire length of the large century-old stone farmhouse, which faced the foothills of the Rocky Mountains. Cal spent hours sitting in one of the sturdy porch chairs, mesmerized by the majesty of the mountains looming before him. The grand century stone house was unusual for the area and was more reminiscent of an old Mennonite farm than the local ranch style homes. The interior boasted several bedrooms, high ceilings typical of the period, two oak staircases at either end of the house, and a large kitchen that was still the social center of the home. It was far too large for one person, but Cal had long since given up hoping to fill the home with his own family. From the beginning, Jenny seemed at home on his farm, and it made it him inordinately happy that she appreciated its beauty as much as he did. His heart lightened. Maybe this could work.
* * * *
Jenny’s confidence that Cal would embrace a sexual relationship with her evaporated by morning. A sense of anxiety woke her before dawn, knotting her stomach. Cal would be upset she’d seen his vulnerability. Worry gnawed at her that he’d now dodge her for the next three weeks, or worse, send her home. She didn’t want to give him the chance to reject her, so she headed to the barn at first light.
She opened the barn’s double doors and inhaled the familiar calming scents of musky straw and sweet hay, saddle leathers and earthy animal flesh. Jenny spent a few minutes saying good morning to each horse, enjoying their velvety muzzles under her palm. Jenny let the heavy work of mucking the stalls distract her and finished the chore mechanically. Antonio and Eduardo, sleepy, perked up at the sight of her and took the opportunity to chat with her for a few minutes. Jenny chatted with them easily, unaware of Eddie’s disapproving scowl at Tony’s admiring glances.
Jenny tipped her head back and inhaled the sweet morning air deeply. She’d been born and raised on a farm and chose a job that kept her on one. She loved living in the country and couldn’t imagine living any other way. With a smile, she headed to the barn to finish her morning chores.
Eddie followed her to the stables and stroked the velvety muzzle of an older Appaloosa gelding. Jenny updated him about her animal sanctuary while she puttered around the stalls and pointed out her two newest horses. The local vet had found them neglected and abused, and after treating their immed
iate injuries, asked if Jenny would nurse them back to health. She scrutinized them closely now and said, “They seem to be doing well. They’re eating more and their coats look better, but they’re not used to being able to move around and they’re easily startled. It’s going to take a while to undo whatever the bastard did to them.”
As Jenny and Eddie entered the corral, she saw her beautiful Arabian stallion in a nearby pasture and a grin broke over her face. He laughed at her obvious pleasure, and she shrugged. “He’s my baby. Nothing but trouble, but he’s my baby,” she said, naked pride belying her words.
“Come, Cal!” She used their signal of one long and two short, sharp whistles. The horse tossed his head, stomped his left hoof, and whinnied loudly at her. She repeated the command and whistle, and he started toward her like a moody teenager. She was so focused on Caliente that she didn’t notice Tony’s face poke around the doorway, laughing, or hear Eddie choke back a laugh.
Jenny got hold of Caliente’s halter and frowned questioningly at Eddie when she finally noticed Tony’s clear amusement. “What?” . He rubbed his hand over his eyes then chuckled. “I think he’s impressed you got ‘Cal’ to come on command. He really responds to you.”
Jenny blushed in dawning understanding, and the men snickered. She prayed Cal wasn’t around, but her hopes evaporated when her gaze landed on him leaning against the barn watching her intently. The remark was just a little too close to last night’s intimacy. She blushed harder and tried to stammer an explanation. When nothing came out, she decided a strategic retreat was the best course of action. She snapped a lead on Caliente and ran quickly into the barn. Or ran as quickly as she could dragging a truculent twelve hundred pound animal behind her.
Oh shit, she thought, feeling waves of anxiety washing over her. She’d waited so long for him to acknowledge his sexual interest in her, knowing he was worried what other people would think. He had to be regretting letting her touch him last night after hearing Eddie’s remarks. He was probably furious. She’d invaded his privacy last night and embarrassed him in front of friends this morning. She hadn’t even thought about the horse’s name when she called to him. Could she be more obvious than to name her stallion after Cal? She couldn’t explain the stallion’s name without sounding like a besotted twelve-year-old, and she knew it. She fruitlessly wished for a hole to open up and swallow her whole and was on the verge of tears when Cal followed her in the stables.
“Jenny, they were just having fun. Come on out.” His reassuring tone undid her, and she couldn’t stop the sniffles that broke the silence of the barn. Very attractive, Jenny thought with disgust as she wiped her nose. She hid stubbornly behind Caliente’s bulk, ignoring that her legs and boots were still visible.
He chuckled, “No point playing ostrich, Jenny.” With great reluctance and her baseball cap pulled low over her face, she slipped from behind the enormous Arabian steed. She wouldn’t meet his gaze, and she was genuinely distraught. He pulled her slowly into a hug, letting her head hide against his chest. He rubbed her back soothingly.
“The guys are just trying to give me a hard time. I made a bit of an ass of myself yesterday before you arrived, so now they’re just having a bit of fun at my expense.” Her head stayed firmly against his chest, and she felt his chin rest on her ball cap. “Are you worried that I’m angry about last night?” he asked quietly.
At her faint nod, he whispered hoarsely, “It was an amazing kiss. And last night was, well, a little more revealing than I’d intended, but I think the horse is out of the barn, so to speak.” He lifted her chin to look intently into her eyes. “I should probably stop this, but I’m not interested in trying to close that particular barn door. Are you?”
She shook her head firmly and sank further into his comforting embrace. She burrowed her face against his warm neck and inhaled deeply. God, he smelled good. Hay and sweat. And man.
She felt his chest rumble as he teased, “Besides, it’s pretty flattering being called a stallion.”
“I hope you’re as much fun to ride,” she muttered softly against his neck. Cal laughed and squeezed her tighter.
“You’re pretty tense. Let’s see if we can’t relax you a bit,” he murmured huskily as he walked her slowly backward until she leaned against the wall of an empty stall. Jenny’s arms were still around his neck, so his hands slid unimpeded up her sides and underneath the full swells of her breasts. She subtly pushed her chest towards his questing hands, but his fingers took a slow tour, drifting gently over her curved stomach, the dip of her bellybutton, and the zipper of her jeans before cupping her plump mons. She drew a sharp breath and heard him give a faint groan of his own. She could feel heat radiating from her groin and gasped when he pushed the seam of her jeans against her aching clit. She whimpered and tried to entice a faster massage by opening her legs wider.
His own breath was pretty choppy when he began whispering into her hair. “I thought I heard you with your toy last night, Jenny.”
“BOB,” she replied distractedly.
“Bob?” Cal asked his hand stilling.
“Battery-operated boyfriend.”
Cal chuckled against her cheek, then moaned as he thought about her reaching climax with the toy. “So I opened your bedroom door. I saw you. Heard you. Did your toy feel good, Jen?”
“It’s a rabbit,” she choked out as his fingertips swirled around her clit.
“Tell me what it does to you,” he enticed as he slowly undid her jeans.
Her face flamed, and she was glad she wasn’t looking at him. “It’s really thick and long. I feel so full when it’s inside me. I know that’s how you’re going to feel.” Her breath hitched as he pressed his finger harder on her clit. “There are little beads inside the dildo that rotate and beat inside me while the dildo circles and hits my G-Spot. Again and again. The rabbit ears vibrate against my clit. And then I think of you. And I come,” she confessed, hearing his harsh breath against her neck. She groaned as his rough hand slid into her underwear and headed for her heat. His long middle finger slipped between her swollen pussy lips, and she cried out. He groaned loudly at the treasure he found. Her pussy was searing hot and juicy, and she gave a small cry when the scratchy tip of his finger dragged across her aching nub.
“Does your rabbit feel this good?” he asked as his thick digit slid into her tight channel. Her muscles immediately clamped on him, and he slowly retreated then entered again and again, slipping deeper into her heat each time. When his finger was fully inside her, he rubbed the heel of his hand against her mons, teasing her nubbin while his finger vibrated inside her.
“Oh my God, yes, like that. Just like that,” she begged, straining against him. Her internal muscles struggled to resist a second finger, but teasing persistence made her wet enough, excited enough to accept it. She was panting hard as she adjusted to way he stretched her, filled her. Cal stroked her pussy wall in a “come here” motion, immediately grazing her G-Spot. Her hips bucked involuntarily against him, and she coated his fingers with more of her cream.
“There, Jenny? You like when I touch you there?” he asked as she writhed in his arms.
“More, Cal. Harder, please. Oh God!” she cried out, her eyes opening wide when he massaged the sensitive area inside her creamy tunnel.
“Is that your sweet spot, Jenny? Will you come all over my hand if I keep rubbing you like this?” he asked wickedly, as he slowly worked a third finger into her.
Eddie’s voice called from the barn door. “Hey Cal, Jim Peterson is here with his bull.”
Jenny was too far gone to care about Eddie’s presence. She bucked against Cal’s hand, urging him to bring her to climax. She distantly heard Cal call out, “Yeah, I’m coming,” and Eddie’s faint responding snicker, “Any second now, I’d imagine.”
Retreating footsteps indicated his exit from the barn, and Cal renewed his efforts. With a twist of his wrist, his fingertips stroked all her vulnerable, sensitive spots, and she gasped.
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sp; “Harder, Cal, fuck me harder.” She moaned. He did precisely that and her face twisted in ecstasy as she came sharply. Her muscles clamped tightly on his marauding fingers, washing him in her cream, and she couldn’t help crying out his name. She’d so longed to be like this with him. For him.
Heat bloomed across her cheeks when Cal slid his hand from her pants and licked her honey from his fingers. He gave her a male grin. “Mmmm.”
And with that, he left the barn to deal with Mr. Patterson and left her to catch her breath.
* * * *
Jenny wondered why the guys were acting so weird about a dinner invitation. Surely these guys ate a lot of their meals together. She gave a mental shrug and reminded them that dinner would be ready in half an hour. No sooner were the words out of her mouth then Tim sauntered into the barn. She was surprised to see him on the ranch, but not surprised that he turned up when food was around. Jenny gave his cheek two sharp slaps and told him ungraciously, “I guess you can stay, too.”
Jenny deliberately didn’t look at Cal, but if she had, she would have seen his surprise and confusion at her invitation. He was a bit of a loner, really. He worked on the farm, visited Will a couple of times a week, went into town for the occasional meal at the diner or to pick up supplies at the Co-op, but otherwise kept to himself. He wasn’t used to people being in the house. He liked his solitude.
As he predicted, dinner was a loud affair. Tony and Tim individually took some getting used to, but together they were overwhelming. Jenny and Eddie were totally unfazed by their siblings’ deafening conversation, but Cal wasn’t used to this, and if they didn’t shut up soon, they’d make his ears bleed. Cal mentally shook his head. He didn’t know how they did it, but he was envious because these two were really loud.
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