Farmland Fantasies Ch. 1

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It was a beautiful summer day like any other. The sky was clear, temperature wasn’t too bad, and I was cruising to work a few above the speed limit with all the windows down and the radio up. The warm breeze blew through my 2008 Civic as I whistled along the road. A light sweat started to roll down my toned calves into my work boots and I felt a stirring in my shorts. I attributed this to the wind, but I was actually looking forward to seeing what my bombshell boss was wearing today. I landed a job at a farm twenty minutes or so outside of the city for the summer holidays. I plowed fields, fed the animals and fantasized about my boss and her black hunk of a husband Jon, but he usually works during the day. “Hey, Bailey,” I yelled as I got Karşıyaka escort out of my car. God, she was gorgeous. Large C cup breasts that seemed to defy gravity even at thirty-eight years old, a flat stomach and firm bubble butt from years of dancing and volleyball that jiggles as she walks. “Morning Connor!” her sing-song voice carried from around the side of the house. “Be right there!” I called back. Then, the typical suave me hits my head off the underside of the door, turns around and gets bowled over by Nikki, their young black lab. “Fuck,” I grumbled as laughter carried down the hill to me. Scrambling to my feet, I tucked my hard-on into my waist band and hurried up to the house. Her beautiful bornova escort bayan smile and twinkling eyes erased all my anger, and I returned the smile. “So, today I need you to… darn it, where is my list…” she said. My eyes automatically checked out her whole body. Brown work boots, short light blue jean shorts, and a plain light grey hooded sweatshirt with the sleeves rolled up. Her medium length black hair accentuated her tanned face and emerald green eyes. Her notebook dropped out of her back pocket behind her. “Damn,” she whispered, and bent down to grab her list which allowed me a chance to check out her ass. My cock twitched and hardened even more. I quickly exhaled and squeezed my cock. Escort üçyol I hadn’t even realized I was holding my breath. “All right, so today I need the wheat threshed, the vegetable gardens hoed and roto-tilled, the chickens fed and the cows herded,” she said as her black hair shone in the sun and whipped around in the breeze. God I wished I could pull her hair as I fucked her from behind. “Sure,” I said cheerfully. I really did love my job, and not just because I get to be around her. We worked hard for four or five hours, stopping a few times for lemonade and chat about things. After parking the thresher and walking around the corner of the barn, heading for the chickens, we nearly bumped into each other. “Oh, sorry,” I quickly stammered. “Not a problem,” she said. “I’m going to take care of the chickens and the cows, and then I’ll be done.” “Not a problem Con, you really are a fast worker! Sometimes I wish that I had you for a husband,” she said playfully with her tongue poking through her teeth and lightly punched me in the bicep.

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