Another hot ass day thought Diane as she stopped brushing the soft velvet coat of her new stud long enough to wipe the sweat from her brow and peer up at the sun. Montana was known for its warm climate, but after a few hours of manual labor it could seem almost unbearable. Diane Keigan was a young woman around her mid twenties. Her skin was fair and her hair was a long rich brown color. Emerald hues sparkled under the sun’s rays as she continued brushing the horse beside her.
“Looks like it’s just you and me today buddy…” she smiled as the horse nickered and she patted him softly on the head. Diane, after being born and raised on a farm, was no newbie when it came to the hardships of farm life. Her parents had owned a farm not far from the one she’d just bought a few months ago. They’d decided to let her oldest brother take care of the place, seeing as they were getting to old to see to the regular chores. They’d packed up and moved to the city, something she never thought she’d see happen in a million years.
Growing up as the youngest in a group of seven rowdy kids hadn’t always been easy on her. Not to mention she was always compared to her older sister, Ashley. They were complete opposites, and seeing as they both grew up with the same limits and love it’s hard to see how they could be so different. But they were. Her sister loved to have others work hard and claim their rewards, nothing like Diane who liked to work for everything she got.
Ashley always used to demand for pretty dresses and fancy jewelry, while Diane had been content with her brother’s hand me downs during most of her youth, understanding that her parents couldn’t afford the stuff she might want instead. That among other things was why she never got along with her sister. She just seemed to be embarrassed of who she was, a poor farmer’s daughter, while Diane relished in it. Maybe that’s why Diane bought the ranch.
But one thing was certain, she couldn’t maintain the place alone, she’d need help. Her parents had had five strong boys and a willful daughter to help out, but she was all alone. She’d called an agency for a little help until she could afford to hire her own personal staff, which reminded her she should be getting back before the applicants showed up. Shielding her eyes from the sun she looked over to the large house, that was once a bed and breakfast.
“Come on Rusty, best be gettin’ off…” taking the horse’s reins in her hands she led him back to the barn. She’d been trying to get the stud familiar with the land so he wouldn’t be surprised by anything. She’d bought him and two other horses, both mares. They would do for now. After putting him back in the stall she took a sugar cube from her pocket and fed it to him, before leaving for the house.
Looking at her watch, she decided she had enough time to shower and change clothes before they arrived. After stripping naked and stepping into the shower she fumbled around trying to grasp the slippery soap. Quickly soaping up her washcloth she traced it along her limbs. Stopping briefly she tweaked her already hard pink nubs. Letting her free hand wander down to her crotch she spread her lips, running her fingers over her inner lips.
‘No… I don’t have time. I should make this quick.’ She mentally chastised herself as she removed her fingers and continued washing. It’d been some time since she’d been with anyone and at times it proved to be too much. By now her fingers had become quite talented, but that didn’t stop her from wanting a real lover.
Quickly rinsing off and stepping out of the shower, she grabbed the towel she’d hung on the door and walked into the adjoining master bedroom. Towel drying she heard the sound of a doorbell and quickly looked to the clock resting on the dresser, she was late. Grabbing her underwear she slipped into them and her khaki pants. Taking out her white floral and butterfly blouse she slipped it on, not worrying about a bra.
Her breast were pushed against the confinements of the tight shirt and almost seemed to be thrusting out, begging to be greeted. Checking herself in the mirror she noted that her nipples were still hard and she’d have to try and cover that up. Her hair was still wet, but she’d just have to let it dry naturally even though it wouldn’t be very business like of her. Slipping on her boots she dashed out the door and down the stairs.
“Just a minute!”
She opened the door just in time to see the blonde lady’s back as she turned to go back to her car.
“Excuse me, miss. I’m sorry I was just getting out of the sho—w, show—wer.”
She’d stopped talking as the blonde turned around, an irritated look on her face. Even when seeming upset she was a sight to take in. Shoulder length blonde curls danced about her head and aqua looking eyes pierced her emerald ones. She seemed almost cherubic, as she looked up at her from the bottom of the stairs. Tight hip huggers clung to her curves, as her tank top seemed to outline the shape of her breasts. She was guessing from physical appearance alone, that she was around the legal drinking age. Taking out a piece of paper she quickly read it and then reread it.
“Are you Ms. Keigan?”
“Yea, that’s me. Are you here for the temp job?”
“Yea, actually. But I think they made a mistake down at the agency. I was told this was a B&B.” She looked around the place as though with contempt.
“Well, it was a B&B. I bought it, and I’ve been remodeling since I got it.”
“You’re not planning on keeping this place a B&B then?”
“No, I wanted to turn it into a regular ranch, maybe give out riding lessons when I get enough horses. I’m sorry, I didn’t catch your name.”
“Oh, I’m sorry. I’m Karen Scott. Do you mind if I call the agency, I don’t think I’m qualified for what you were thinking…”
“Sure, Come on in.”
Holding the door open she walked into the newly remodeled kitchen. “Phone’s over there.” Karen sauntered over to the phone and punched in a number. Diane watched her subtle movements and listened to the Karen’s end of the conversation. She noticed when she seemed really agitated she drummed her well-manicured fingernails along the counter top.
“So what am I supposed to do? I need a job Dave! No, no. I can’t work here, I’m not qualified. You don’t have anything else open? Fine…”
Slamming the phone down she turned to Diane, an apologetic look on her face at having been so hard on her stuff.
“It’s ok. I take it things didn’t go well?”
“They don’t have anything else open. I’m really strapped for cash not to mention my lease is almost up.”
“To my apartment, in the city.”
“Well… Do you know anything about cooking?”
“Cooking? Yea, I cook. Why?”
“Well, I won’t have much time to fix meals and the temps I’m going to hire are going to want a hot meal. If you’re willing to cook, I’m willing to hire you until something else becomes available. As I said, this place used to be a B&B, so we have room.”
She wasn’t sure why she was being so nice to this woman. She’d just met her and for all she knew she could be an escaped convict. She shook her head at the somewhat childish thought. She didn’t like to see people down on their luck, and she could help her at least a little.
“Really? You’d do that?”
“Sure, why not? So it’s a deal?”
“I guess we can talk about your wages after I see how you cook.”
The girl seemed instantly bubbly compared to her last mood. The agitated look faded, turning into a bright and cheerful smile. She seemed to light up the room with her new attitude. Diane smiled back, tossing her still damp brown locks behind her shoulder.
“Thank you, Ms Keigan.”
“Oh, please call me Diane. Ms. Keigan is too formal for me.”
“Ok then,” she nodded slowly, giving her new boss the once over, “Diane.”
“Why don’t you let me show you around until the other applicants arrive?”
Karen nodded and followed Diane around the large house. Diane was explaining a few things about the place, only a few bits and pieces sunk into Karen’s mind. Diane offered her, her choice of the bedrooms. There were several bedrooms with different decorum to each. She picked the bedroom across the hall from the master bedroom. There were only three bedrooms on that side of the house the other one had been turned into a mini library.
Her new bedroom had a queen sized with beautiful embroidered quilts and pillowcases. The drapes were a marvelous rose color and she was sure they were satin. A small oak nightstand rested beside the bed and an oak dresser directly across. A full-length mirror hung on the far side of the wall and next to it was a huge walk in closet. On the other side of the room were large French style windows that lead to a small balcony. If this was just a regular room she wondered what Diane’s room looked like. That brought her attention back to Diane who was eyeing her from the doorway.
Diane stood at about an inch and a half taller than her. Her warm smile seemed genuine enough. When she came out for the temp job she was already in a bad mood. Not just about her money problems, but also because she hated working in the country. It seemed as if the people in the country spoke their own language and everything was just so isolated. But as she looked over at Diane she supposed it wouldn’t be so bad being alone with her.
“Well I hear the door, you should probably start packing your things from your apartment.”
“Oh it’s already packed…” she decided to explain as Diane gave her a look of confusion, “Well, I knew that I wouldn’t be able to keep the place after my lease was through. And when I was told that you were looking for workers at a B&B with free room and board…yea.”
“Well, looks like they got it half right. I hope whoever’s downstairs won’t be expecting to work at a B&B…”
Karen shrugged and walked over to Diane. “I’ll be back later with my stuff, do you want me to start tonight.”
“No, might as well get a fresh start tomorrow.”
And with that she dashed down the stairs to reach the person at the door like she’d done earlier. Karen couldn’t help but smirk as she followed her down the stairs and out the door toward her car, waving briefly as Diane let a tall rugged looking man inside.
Karen had been moving boxes from her car to the house. Things were actually going rather quickly with Diane and the new ranch hand, Jim’s help. They were down to the last few boxes when the sound of soft yelping was heard from the passenger’s side of Karen’s car.
“What’s that?” Diane looked around slowly.
“Oh that,” Karen opened the door, showing a medium sized looking golden retriever on the floor of the car. “I forgot to tell you that I had a dog… Can she stay? Please. She doesn’t bark much.
“I don’t know, she’s kinda fat…” Diane eyed the dog carefully and Karen seemed to be taken aback by her comment. “I didn’t mean it like that. I mean, I think she’s pregnant.”
“What?! Are you serious?”
“Yep, looks pretty pregnant to me. Jim? Jim, what do you think?”
“Oh yea, from how’s she panting and how big she is, I’d give her about a month, maybe less.”
“I don’t see how she could be pregnant that long.. I’ve kept her in the apartment. I mean I know she’s gotten big but—” She was cut of by Diane as she explained that there was no other explanation.
“I’ll let her stay. But if you decide to keep her puppies, it’ll be up to you to take care of them too.”
Karen nodded solemnly as she stared down at her dog in disbelief. Squatting down, she patted the dog and fluffed its ears.
“Goldy, how could you not tell momma what was going on?”
Diane couldn’t help but to roll her eyes as she talked to the dog. But she couldn’t help but to smile, for sometimes she talked to the new stud like that. “That’s her name, Goldy?” Karen nodded slowly while standing tall again.
“I promise she’ll be good..”
Diane nodded and looked away from the dog, back to Karen. “Well since you’re working tomorrow, I thought that I should tell you, we ranchers get up early, so if you could have breakfast ready by five or six…” her words trailed off a bit and it didn’t seem like she finished her sentence.
“That early, huh? Ok, do you have an alarm clock or something?”
“There should be one around here somewhere. I usually get up on my own, habit. My brother is supposed to stop by in the morning too, so could you make enough for him?”
“Sure, have anything in mind?”
“Nope, so long as it’s warm and good, doesn’t much matter. Well, I’m gonna turn in. Night…”
Most of the night went by fast seeing as she’d been unpacking and Diane was already asleep. Of course in that short time it didn’t stop Jim from hitting on her. He was a fairly attractive guy with a muscular build, nice smile. But he wasn’t really her type, she hadn’t dated a guy in well over a year. Not to say that she hadn’t dated, just not with guys. She’d gone out with several women, discovering the side of her that seemed to lay dormant for the most part.
However, It hadn’t lain dormant when she set eyes on Diane. Even though Diane claimed to be just an old farmer’s daughter she seemed like she belonged on the cover of playboy, not on he haw milking cows. It was just that Diane didn’t seem to notice how hot she was, even in her less than eye-catching clothes. Her body was firm, her legs were toned, and her face was beautiful. She seemed to have the most expressive eyes she’d even seen.
She was taken away from her thoughts about the hidden beauty across the hall by Goldy, who jumped on the bed and nudged her arm.
“I know, I know. I gotta keep working. You don’t have to tell me…”she said softly, before getting back to work. “Hey Goldy, think someone like me could seduce someone like her?” when the dog let out a soft moan she shook her head. “I know, she’d probably just call me a lazy city slicker, or something like that. Bet all the guys around here are after her too…”
Diane hadn’t turned in just because it was getting late but also because she felt that tingling inside her pants again. She knew herself well enough to know it hadn’t been from Jim, who hadn’t minded trying to pick her up, even though she was his new boss. It had to be Karen. But could that really be? She hadn’t been attracted to girls for the longest. She’d figured that was just a phase like some of her friends went through. She couldn’t really be gay.
She believed that just about every girl experimented or at least thought about it, but she was too old for that now. Yet, as she was telling herself that her hand gingerly slipped to the waistband of her panties. Letting her hand push inside she found her juices were already seeping out. She couldn’t believe she was getting this hot. Spreading her already swollen lips apart she began to gently stroke herself.
She tried restraining herself from making any noise, but she couldn’t help the soft whispers that escaped. “Oh… Karen. You’re much better than my fingers. Lick me good, oh please…”she hardly fantasized out loud like this, and she just hoped she was quiet enough so as not to alert Karen.
“Yes, yes I like it. Oh please Karen…” she was moving her fingers around her clitoris now and plunging one into her depts. Soft moans escaped along with her murmurs. She was envisioning Karen on her knees, between her legs. Her tongue working its magic on her sensitive cunt. Putting in a second finger she imagined it being Karen’s. Bringing up her slightly wet hand she tweaked and twisted her nipples, while her fingers moved in a frenzy
“Yes..yesss, oh, oh” she was cumming now. Quickly she stuffed her pillow into her mouth so she wouldn’t be heard as her orgasm approached. “Mmmm.” She shook as she came, her body jerking in every direction. Her breathing was labored as she came down from her high. Slowly she removed her hand from her soaked panties, licking her fingers clean. It wasn’t too hard for her to get to sleep after that.
“Morning!” Karen’s chipper attitude this morning was refreshing, but Diane couldn’t help but blush as she remembered what she’d done last night
“Mornin’.” Karen noted that the slight country accent she held only seemed to be noticeable with certain words. She found it to be interesting and cute instead of annoying like she usually would have.
“Jim up yet?”
“Yea, but I think he’s still in the shower… You have a good night?”
Diane froze at the question. Had she heard her? Did she know what she’d done last night? “What’s wrong?” Karen’s confusion seemed to answer negatively to the questions in her mind and she shook her head. “Nothin’, I had a good night. How ’bout you?”
“I slept like a baby, the bed is so comfy. I made blue berry pancakes, I hope that’s alright…”
“Alright? That’s better than alright.” Karen smiled and set a plate in front of Diane, who eagerly dug in.
“Oh, somebody called while you were in the shower about the temp job, Cindy something, I took a message by the phone.”
Diane nodded, getting up to look at the message just as Jim came down. His hair was still damp and there was a towel hung around his neck. He rubbed his hands together as his mouth watered, “What? Is it my birthday already?”
Karen smiled and set a plate in from of him, “Easy Jim, it’s just breakfast…” Jim smiled up at her as he grabbed a knife and fork after covering his pancakes in maple syrup.
“The best meal of the day…”
“I think it’s the most important…”
“Same thing Kay…” Jim had started calling her Kay after she shot him down for a date. It was a nickname that didn’t bother her so she let it go. “If you say so Jay…”
“Well, If I’m Kay, then you’re Jay.”
“Suites me fine enough sugar.” Karen shook her head as she turned to Diane who’d just made a soft comment to herself, “What?”
“Huh? Oh, nothin’. Cindy is an old friend of mine. She’s stoppin’ by with my brother…”
“Oh, I’m not sure if we’ll have enough for her too..”
“Oh, that’s ok. Knowing Cindy she’s eaten already. Karen, we’re gonna be doin’ some livestock shopping today, and I don’t think Cindy will wanna tag along so could you keep her company?”
” Me? I don’t think she’ll find me entertaining.”
“Well she’s from the city too, I’m sure you could find something to talk about.”
“Ok, I guess. It’s the least I could do.”
It wasn’t long before a silver range rover pulled onto the dusty drive and two people got out. Diane had gone out to the porch and a red head ran up to her, wrapping her in a breath taking hug with an innocent peck on the cheek. At least, that’s how it appeared to Karen as she peeked out the kitchen window.
“Diane! It’s been too long…” Cindy quickly took Diane’s hand, leading her back into the house, leaving her brother to follow. Her brother shut the door behind him and looked at the chatting redhead.
“Do you mind if I hug my own sister?”
“Only if ya make it quick. I’ll time ya.”
“Cute.” The tall man held his arms out and wrapped Diane into a tight embrace. “It’s good to see you.”
“It’s good to see you too Robert. Oh, I forgot, this is Karen and Jim, they’re gonna help out. Karen, Jim, this is my friend Cindy and my oldest brother Robert.”
Hellos and handshakes went around until everyone officially met. It wasn’t long before the redhead began to chatter away again. Robert came over to Karen, and she thought he was going to hit on her too, but she was happy to find out that he was happily married. One less guy to worry about. She fixed him a plate as he told her about Diane and Cindy.
Cindy’s parents had been farmers too but were bought out by a big B&B investor. They’d moved to the city but kept in contact with the Keigan’s and Cindy and Diane had remained friends. Karen though it was nice that they were still close but couldn’t help but notice how Cindy’s hand was moving up Diane’s arm. ‘Come on, you just met this lady Karen. You can’t get jealous, much less jealous of her friend.’
Even as she was telling herself this she still couldn’t help the feelings that were pushing their way to the surface. She watched their movements carefully, while trying to pay attention to what Robert was talking about. Robert was losing.
“Hmm? Oh, I’m sorry I didn’t hear the end of that.” She pulled her eyes away from Diane to turn to Robert. Robert re-explained whatever he was talking about as her gaze once again went to the freely moving hand. “Oh, really?” she gave simple comments, enough to trick him into thinking she’d been paying attention to him.
“Anyway Diane, I didn’t just come by to catch up.”
“Your parents happened to mention to my parents that you were looking for some help. And, well…”
“I thought you had another year left in college?”
“I do, I mean I did. I dropped out.”
Suddenly Diane realized how uncomfortable Cindy was talking about her problems in front of strangers. She took her hand and started leading her out of the kitchen. “Oh, excuse us.” The three at the table nodded as Diane and Cindy quickly evacuated upstairs to the master bedroom.
“So, what’s going on with you? I thought you liked college?”
“I did. It’s just that, I didn’t belong there. Everything was so fast paced and I was just getting left behind. I told my parents I needed a year off, maybe more. They understood. But, not just that, I missed you Diane…”
“What? No. You can’t just come here and do that.”
“Do what? We had something good together. I’m not saying that I’d want something all that permanent, but it could still work.”
“Cindy, we agreed, we said it was just experimenting. I’m not gay. It was fine to try that kinda stuff in high school, but we’re grown up now. We can’t.”
“Who said anything about being gay? I said we were good… Don’t act like you didn’t like it Diane, cause I know. So lets just chalk this up to further experimentation…”
“No Cindy. It’s not right to do that anymore.”
“So don’t tell me you hired little miss blondie because she was good with a hammer?”
Diane wanted to argue, but to some extent Cindy was right. “She’s not a ranch hand, she’s a cook, a good cook at that. Besides she needed a place to stay and I needed good meals. There’s no shame in that.”
“Diane you can go about your little game all you want, but I know you well enough to know that you don’t mean it.”
“And why would you say that?”
“Because, I remember a eighteen year old girl who gave me my first real orgasm, and a lot more after that…”
“Oh, don’t tell me you forgot who she was?” Cindy moved closer to her, smiling mischievously. “It was you.”
“No?” she moved to encircle Diane from behind, “Then you tell me who she was, because I’d like to meet her again.”
Cindy slowly pushed Diane’s hair to the side, placing light kisses to the nape of her neck. Diane could feel shivers run up her spine as Cindy kissed her. She shouldn’t be letting this happen, but she wanted it so much. Cindy’s tongue snaked out, running along the inside of her ear.
“Diane? Who was she?”
“She… you should stop.”
“Is that what you really want? For me to stop?”
Cindy moved her hand to Diane’s waist and the other was slowly traveling up her mid section. Flicking her tongue against her lobe she nuzzled her neck.
“Well? Do you?”
Diane could no longer suppress the moan that escaped past her lips. Cindy smiled against her hair and moved around front. “I didn’t think you did…” Moving in she placed a soft kiss to Diane’s lips. Diane instinctively leaned into the kiss, wanting more.
“Diane? Cindy? You hens almost done cluckin’?”
Diane pulled away at the sound of her brother’s voice coming from the staircase. Cindy’s smiled disappeared as she remembered they weren’t alone in the house.
“Yea Robert, we’re coming down now.”
“Okay, hurry up though. We don’t wanna have some sick lookin’ cow or nothin’.”
They could hear his footsteps as he left the staircase back into the kitchen. Cindy didn’t try to hide her disappointment at his intrusion. Diane walked over to the door, opening it.
“He’s right, we should go. I figured you wouldn’t wanna come, so I asked Karen to…”
She stopped talking as she saw the frown on Cindy’s face, and her arms cross over her ample breasts. “What?” Cindy strode over to her, closing the door.
“I don’t need to be babysat by Look at Me Barbie downstairs, that’s what.”
“That’s not what I was trying to do…”
Leaning against the door she ran a frustrated hand through her hair. “Cindy…” Cindy turned around, her back to Diane. “Fine…”
Diane wanted to explain herself so that her friend’s feelings weren’t hurt. But as she stood there, starring at Cindy’s back she knew her words wouldn’t help. Cindy, to say it bluntly was using the situation to get action, something not even Diane could give into. Pushing herself off the door she twisted the knob and walked out of the room, walking back downstairs. Robert’s gaze lifted as he heard her footsteps.
“Upstairs still. You two ready to go.” She turned to Jim who seemed to be ogling Karen’s backside as she washed the dishes. Jim’s head turned slightly so he was facing Diane, but still looking at Karen from the side. He put on a charming smile and winked.
“Yup, I’m ready to go. But why are we going to an auction house. Wouldn’t it be easier to buy from a rancher?”
“Well Jim, do you know a rancher selling good stock? Because around this time of year, I don’t.”
Jim shrugged and rose from his seat. Stretching gingerly he walked over to the thick wooden door, opening it and pushing open the screen door. “Guess I’ll get the truck ready then, we’re not getting too much are we?” Diane shook her head as her brother got up, ready to follow Jim. “Not much for now, whatever can fit… We’ll have the rest arranged to be delivered or somethin’.”
Jim and Robert quickly evacuated, striking up another conversation as soon as they left the door. Diane turned back to Karen who was just about done with the dishes.
“We probably won’t be back ’till a bit before supper, so you’ll pretty much have the day to do whatever. Maybe you and Cindy could go for a ride, I’m sure the horses would like to get out.” Karen turned around, wiping her hands on a dry cloth. “Oh sure. We’ll figure out something to do.” Diane smiled at her and headed for the door. Then she turned around as an afterthought. “Thanks..” “No problem.”
Karen smiled back as Diane left. When she heard the engine to the truck start up and saw the dust roar up from the road her smile disappeared and her gaze lifted toward the ceiling. She’s be nice to Cindy, simply because she’d promised she would, but that didn’t mean she had to like it.
It didn’t take long for Cindy to join Karen in the kitchen. “So they’re gone huh?” Karen nodded as she lifted her cup of coffee, taking a sip. “So how long have you been working here?” Karen put the cup down, eyeing Cindy before she decided to answer. “A whole half a day so far.” Cindy sauntered over to the coffee pot, pouring herself a cup before she sat across from Karen. “Diane’s good people… She’s fair.” “I know, she was kind enough to give me this job when they screwed up down at the agency.”
Their small talk continued on as such, each prying for little details about the other. Occasional looks passed when they thought the other wasn’t looking. A few fake smiles were passed around, along with the snicker mixed in laughter. A car door was heard being shut and Cindy moved over to the window, peeking out.
“They’re back, I guess I’ll go help them unload.” Cindy opened the door, giving Karen one last fake smile before she headed out. “Hey guys, what’d ya get?” Robert looked over at Diane, half way smiling, “Take a look…” Cindy moved to the back of Jim’s pickup truck, looking at the small white creatures in medium sized carts.
“Chickens? Why’d you get chickens? I thought you were aiming for cows, maybe even some pigs, but chickens?” She turned to Diane who was heading over to the porch. “They’re laying hens… How’s Karen?” Cindy tried to cover the agitated look she was sure was on her face, “She’s fine, probably still in the kitchen…” Diane nodded, going up the steps. “I’ll check on her before I help unload.” Diane disappeared inside to escape the glare directed at her back from Cindy.
It was well after midnight before Diane could head over to the wing with her big comfy bed in it. Jim and Robert had been hungry after unloading all of the laying hens and Karen had whipped something up for them in no time at all. Seeing as it was so late by the time they were done eating she fixed up a bed for Robert to sleep in for the night. She hadn’t seen Cindy since she’d gone in to check on Karen, but she was too tired to hear her complaining if she went to see about her tonight. Twisting the knob to her bedroom she slowly pushed open the door, fatigue taking her over.
Once she walked inside she was pushed against the now closed door. Her eyes opened wider and she was stunned to see Cindy standing before her, holding her still. “Cindy what are you-” “Shh…” Bending her head slightly her lips came down on Diane’s. Soon Diane’s muffled protest became groans of lust. She couldn’t hold out against Cindy’s lush lips and talented tongue for long.
Fingers were trailing through her hair and a hand was running up her side. The hand along her side slowly moved to the buttons of her shirt undoing them, one by one. “You shouldn’t…” Cindy’s fingers stopped moving momentarily. “Diane please don’t fight me, I need to touch you.” Cindy’s eyes held lust and need and Diane was sure hers did as well.
Denying the attraction and the need to touch Cindy was driving her crazy. She had to give in, she wanted it just as much. Nodding slowly she looked down as Cindy’s fingers continued until all the buttons were undone. Taking Diane’s mouth again, she gripped her waist, leading her over to the bed. She pushed the shirt down Diane’s shoulders, kissing the soft flesh at the column of her throat.
Reaching up she pushed Diane’s hair away from her face, nipping at the tender spot behind her ears. Oh, she was so hot for this woman. Her scent, her taste, Diane was driving her crazy. She’d had hopes of rekindling the passion that ran strong between them as soon as she left college. Yes, this would work. Reaching behind Diane she unhooked her bra, a delightful smile coming to her face as her breast sprung free. Taking her hand she lifted it toward Diane’s breasts letting her hand be filled with her. Then, bringing her head down she suckled one.
“Not like you to wear a bra…”
“I was spending the day with guys… seemed like the right thing…” She arched her back, letting her free breasts be heaved into Cindy’s face, getting her to take her other already hardened nipple in her mouth. Cindy’s tongue snaked out, circling her tits, alternating, making them both almost painfully hard.
Cindy sat down on the edge of Diane’s bed, tickling her around her mid section before looking up at her as she undid her jeans. The only sign from Diane were soft moans so she took that as a good sign. Feeling her sexual frustration begin to surface she yanked down Diane’s jeans, running her finger down her panty-clad slit.
Taking her panties to the side she pushed a finger in her already wet pussy. Diane’s hips jerked forward, making Cindy’s finger slide into her a little further, her head rolling as she relished in the pleasure she was feeling. Cindy continued to look at Diane as she added a second finger and then a third, pumping her cunt vigorously.
“Yes, oh yes… Finger me, get…oh!”
Diane realized she shouldn’t be loud to avoid alerting Karen, yet she couldn’t reframe from expressing her pleasure. The smile on Cindy’s face grew wider as Diane’s hips moved more forcefully. Pushing her panties down all the way she removed her fingers from Diane’s pussy long enough for her to step out of them before eagerly pushing them back in again. Diane lifted a leg on the bed beside her to get more leverage.
“Yes, tell me Diane! Tell me what you want, what you want me to do.”
No longer being able to contain herself, she relinquished all self-control. “Fuck me! I want you to fuck me! Ooooh, Fuck me hard! Just fuuuck me!”
Cindy’s fingers moved faster, her mouth seeking Diane’s nipples, latching onto one. Moving her thumb, she began stroking her clit and with her other hand, inserted a finger into her ass. This set Diane off, her body began convulsing, her pussy milking Cindy’s fingers. Cindy noticed Diane was losing her balance and removed the finger from her ass to balance her. Taking her other hand away, she licked Diane’s cum from her fingers before dropping down to her knees. Separating Diane’s cunt lips Cindy dove right in, tongue first.
Diane barely had a chance to recover before Cindy was swiping at her clit. Shuddering Diane could feel her second climax take over her. Falling down on the bed she tried to relax. Cindy rose from her kneeling position on the floor, scooting up on the bed beside her. Pushing aside her hair she leaned in, kissing her neck softly.
Diane sighed as she felt Cindy’s lips upon her burning flesh. Rolling over slowly she caught the show just in time, Cindy was taking off her own clothing. She’d forgotten how sexy she was. Her medium sized breasts, just big enough to fill a hand. By the time Cindy removed her panties Diane was able to take her eyes away from Cindy’s luscious breasts to see her hairless crotch. The last time they’d been together they’d both had a nice amount of hair down there. Since then Diane kept hers trimmed, but found it odd to see no hair down there.
Cindy noticed the slightly surprised expression on Diane’s face and couldn’t help but smile. Reaching her hand out she waited for Diane to accept before carting her into the bathroom.
“Time to get cleaned up… Maybe even dirty again…”
Cindy turned the knobs, letting the water from the shower become warm before she stepped in. Diane joined in, being quickly pushed against the back wall, her mouth captured once again. Cindy and Diane’s tongues wrestled as they kissed feverently, the water gently spraying down on them.
Cindy began grinding her hips into Diane. Realizing that Cindy hadn’t had a chance to achieve ecstasy Diane lowered herself down upon her knees, lifting one of Cindy’s legs she draped it over her shoulder and started to finger fuck her. Her pussy was warm and her juices began to trail slowly down her thigh. Removing her fingers from Cindy she moved close enough so she could lick her juice. Licking the insides of Cindy’s thighs was only making Cindy even more frustrated and she began bucking against Diane’s face.
Even though Diane knew she wanted to cum she decided she’d rather keep her in this lustful state for a while. Taking her time she slowly moved her fingers back to Cindy’s sopping wet cunt. All Cindy could do was groan and continue to buck. Finally Diane decided she’d had enough and pushed her tongue into her. It didn’t take long for Cindy to reach her sexual high, bracing against the wall and Diane for balance. Once she recovered she looked down at Diane, smiling.
Removing her leg from Diane’s shoulders she helped her up before gently pushing her directly under the water of the shower. They both kissed and cuddled as they washed each other’s bodies. By the time they were done neither had much energy to do much else than sleep. Pulling the covers back they both climbed into the bed spoon fashion, and drifted off to sleep _________________________________________________________
Diane awoke around noon, the sun was high in the sky and beaming down on her from the window. Rubbing her eyes she rolled over, not feeling Cindy beside her. The side Cindy had slept on was cold now, she’d been gone for a while. Diane clambered out of bed, taking a quick shower and getting dressed before she went downstairs. Walking into the kitchen she saw Jim and Robert sitting at the table and Karen tossing a salad at the counter. Her brother looked up when she walked in, a bright smile on his face.
“Well look here, ol’ sleepy head managed to get up for lunch.” His grin was as big as a chestier cat’s, making Diane wonder if he knew something she’d rather he didn’t. Karen turned around, a friendly smile on her face.
“I knocked on your door for breakfast, but you didn’t answer.” Diane smiled and nodded her head, “But like Rob said, lunch will be ready in a minute.” Diane pulled out a chair and sat at the table. Moments later Cindy came downstairs with the brightest smile she’d ever seen.
“Hey guys, is lunch ready? I needed that shower after helping Jim and Robert this morning. Oh, bout time you got up sweetie.” Walking over to her she planted a friendly kiss on her cheek before walking around and pulling out the chair opposite her. Diane couldn’t believe she was acting as if nothing happened. But then again she didn’t want anyone to become suspicious.
Karen put the bowl of tossed salad on the table along with the hamburgers she’d helped Robert grill outside. The sweet Montana air seemed to give them an extra special flavor. Karen joined them at the table, sitting between her and Cindy.
Jim and Robert were digging in as soon as the plate touched the table. Diane had barely noticed the hamburgers, she’d been too distracted looking at Cindy as she continued to act nonchalant about everything. Karen turned to her, concern on her face. “Are you ok Diane?” “Hmm? Oh, yea. I just need some air.”
Rising from her chair she opened the door, walking outside and out to the horse stalls. Everyone at the table watched her go out and after a few minutes Robert wiped his mouth with his napkin, ready to follow her. Cindy got up, stopping him, “I’ll talk to her.” Robert nodded and Cindy walked out to the stalls. Diane was patting the velvet nose of her colt. She didn’t understand why it bothered her so much. Hearing the crunching sound of footsteps on the few leaves that were blown in, Diane turned, seeing Cindy.
“Nothing…” she said while turning back to the colt.
“You really don’t expect me to believe that do you?” Walking up to her, she wrapped her arms around her from behind. Diane unraveled Cindy’s arms from around her, moving out of the embrace.
“What? This isn’t about last night is it?”
“Yes!” She turned around quickly, her long hair swishing behind her from her fast movement. “I shouldn’t have let it happen, I realize that now…” “Why? What changed between last night and now?” “Everything. We should just… stick to being friends, that’s it.” “I think we were a little more than friends last night..”
Cindy folded her arms staring Diane down. She wasn’t sure what made Diane change her mind about things so quickly. Diane seemed geared up for a fight, or at least that’s where things seemed to be headed. Even in her little snit her saucy attitude was turning her on more than ever.
“That’s the problem…”
“Oh, I see. I guess I’m not blonde enough for you like some people I know…”
“Don’t make this about Karen, because it has nothing to do with her. I’m not…well I didn’t think I was…but…maybe..”
“What are you trying to say Diane?”
“I figured… Well…I thought what happened between us was just a phase, you know…experimenting…everybody does it kinda thing. But last night…I realized it wasn’t just a phase, that’s…me.”
“Diane I never put a label on you…”
“I know that… but I did.” She quickly became frustrated, not sure how to express her feelings with her childhood friend. How could that one night have changed everything in her perspective? Shaking her head she moved over to the few bales of hay, sitting down on the highest stacked one. Cindy moved over to join her, not sure where everything was going.
“I…missed you…” She turned to face Cindy, as the confused look never left her face. “What I mean is…it’s been a long time since I’ve seen you, but you want it to be the way it was before. But things have changed…I’ve changed. And…shit, I actually wanted to wake up and see you in my bed. That scared me…and I think I got even more scared when you weren’t.”
“Wait, I’m not getting this Diane… You’re mad at me because you want to be with me?”
“I guess…I dunno. Everything is always so…so casual for you. A hug, a kiss…sex. It’s not like that for me. Being involved…that way, it would just make things hard.”
“I just think that’s the way it should be…” Rising from the bale of hay she dusted off her bottom, heading for the door she looked once more at Cindy before leaving.
A few weeks had passed since Diane and Cindy had talked in the horse stalls. There always seemed some type of tension in the air when the two of them were left alone for long periods of time. But for once Cindy hadn’t tried to push Diane into getting what she wanted.
Their daily routine hardly ever changed, they get up and Karen would have breakfast ready for them. And every morning Jim would try to hit on her. It all seemed friendly now seeing as Karen turned him down every time. Occasionally Robert would stop by for breakfast and to help out, nothing out of the ordinary. Things were beginning to come together, and if they could continue working at the pace they were going the ranch would be open in no time.
One morning Robert stopped by the ranch, he and Jim had become fast friends. They would help each other out with work and occasionally Jim would go home with Robert for guy’s night with a few other guys down the way. She was sure that Robert had given Jim “the talk,” that was his job as her older brother. To make sure a guy didn’t overstep his bounds. Jim had a way about him, where it seemed as if his comments were humorous but not jokes at the same time.
Diane walked outside as Jim started up a ladder to start the outside painting. “Hey guys, I thought you weren’t starting that until tomorrow?” Robert nodded slightly, “We’re moving along well, we thought we’d get a start at it. Hey Jim, I’ll be up in a sec,” he motioned Diane over to the side of the house.
“What’s up with you and Cindy?”
“Nothing, why would you ask?”
“Come on Diane, I know you guys. You have a fight?”
“No, and even if we did, you shouldn’t worry about it…”
“Ouch.” Robert rubbed his chest slowly, pretending to be wounded. “I just thought you two were looking a little down… And she keeps looking at you like she wants to say something.”
“Really Robert… I don’t want you to worry about it.”
“Ok…” Robert walked by her, ready to help Jim on the roof. Cindy came along from the stables, covered in mud. Robert couldn’t help but laugh, and tried to cover up the smile splayed on his face when Cindy turned to glare at him. “What happened to you?”
“That’s a tricky little colt, that’s what. I was trying to get him through the course I set up behind the stables. Slung me straight into the mud.”
Diane smiled, leaning against the pillar of the porch. She tried not to stare too long, but she couldn’t help it. Between how humorous it was, and to see her covered in mud seemed somewhat sexy. She shook her head slightly, now understanding what guys found so interesting about mud wrestling. Her tank top clung to her curves and her luscious breasts. With ever breath, she seemed to have them heaved out.
Her tight jeans hugged her shapely bottom. As she watched she could feel her nipples begin to stiffen so she quickly turned away. Cindy looked wantonly toward Diane before trekking upstairs for a shower. Robert shook his head and started up the ladder. Soon Karen came to the doorway, pushing open the screen door. “What happened? There’s mud all over the floor.” Diane waved her hand a little, “Don’t worry, I’ll get it.” Diane retreated inside to clean up the mess caused by Cindy’s boots.
Diane had finally finished cleaning the mess, luckily Cindy had taken her boots off before stepping on the carpet. She decided she’d take a nap before she came down for dinner. Opening her door she heard the shower of her bathroom going. Opening the door she saw Cindy in her shower. Cindy’s head turned quickly as the door was flung open.
“Cindy what are you doing?”
Cindy’s eyes locked with Diane’s, “My hot water ran out, you might want to check the pipes later…” Diane nodded slowly, seeing Cindy’s naked body. The mud had left little to the imagination, yet here she was, standing before her, naked. Shaking her head she slowly left the bathroom, closing the door.
Cindy appeared in the doorway of her bathroom soon after, covered in an oversized robe and her hair wrapped in a towel sarong style. Small wet tendrils of red straggled down her face. She batted them aside and moved toward the door. Then she stopped, turning around to face Diane who was lying across her bed.
“We should talk…”
“Diane, you said you wanted us to be friends, but we’re not even that anymore… I don’t know what you want from me…”
“I…don’t want anything from you…I”
She was cut of by Cindy, “Come on Diane. Tell me what I have to do…”
“Cindy… I’m not trying to force you into anything. We’re still friends… we’ve both just been busy.” “That’s a load of crap Diane! You’ve been avoiding me like the plague.”
“Cindy… I… I’m sorry. It’s just too hard.”
“You said you didn’t want to be with me because it was too hard… Now you say you won’t be my friend because it’s too hard. Tell me when it stops getting hard Diane! Explain it to me, because I just don’t get it!”
“I… I can’t. Cindy, you mean a lot to me, in more ways than one. But… when I see you, I see more than a childhood friend. I see something I didn’t see before. That’s what I want you to see in me, but you can’t. So I can’t tell you what to do, or how to feel. Either you do… or you don’t…”
Cindy sighed, not knowing how to express the feelings and emotions that seemed to be bottled inside of her. Feelings that just might be what Diane was looking for. She shook her head, her eyes cast down. Opening the door she looked back once more and then closed it behind her.
Diane looked at the closed door, tears slowly forming, yet she refused to let them fall. How was it that things had become so complicated in such a short time? Looking over at her clock, she saw that it was almost seven, so much for that nap before dinner. She felt uncomfortable going to sleep with Cindy showering not far away. She could only think about how the two of them had been in the shower before, together, hot, and lustily.
The next morning Diane had gotten up a bit earlier than usual. The sun hadn’t even started to rise yet. Stretching her limbs she clambered out of bed to take a shower. Setting the water she climbed in, making sure the water was nice and warm. A few minutes into her shower she was sure she heard a noise coming from her bedroom. Shutting off the water she listened, wondering if she would hear it again. There was a noise again, slightly different from the last.
Reaching for a towel she wrapped it carefully around her wet body and cautiously moved to open the handle to the door. Her eyes opened wide, as different sized candles were arranged on her nightstand beside her bed. The comforter had been moved to her oak chest and in the middle of the bed laid Cindy, completely naked.
Cindy swung her legs around to the edge of the bed and pushed herself off. “Shhh…let me explain.” This was going to be harder than she thought. Diane seemed to be skeptical of everything she’d done to win her over. She wasn’t going to let Diane slip away from her again, she’d make her understand that. “Diane… you said you wanted me in your bed.”
“Cindy that was..” she was cut of by Cindy’s finger lightly touch her lips, silencing her. “Diane, this isn’t… as you said, casual. This is me, being yours.” Diane’s eyes seemed to widen even more, if that were possible. Cindy couldn’t read her expression, and she began to crumble at the thought of defeat. That was until Diane moved forward, letting her towel drop to the floor, she wrapped her arms around her waist and brushed her lips against hers.
Cindy practically melted inside. The kiss wasn’t as hot and demanding as she was used to, but more intimate. Even after it was over, the soft tingling feeling lingered and her fingers moved up slowly to touch her lips. Diane smiled, pulling her closer to her body. Cindy let her fingers trail along Diane’s flesh, feeling the goose bumps. Bringing her head down she kissed her softly, thinking of all the ways she could warm her up. Then she remembered her small surprise for Diane beside the bed. She’d have to give it to her later. Then she would be able to warm her back up all over again.
Diane seemed to fit with Cindy’s body like a lost puzzle piece. She was just so beautiful, and she was hers, and hopefully things would go as she planned and it wouldn’t just be for tonight. Taking Diane’s hands Cindy led her over to the bed, gently pushing her down. Climbing on the bed behind her she slowly messaged her back and shoulders while kissing her neck. Soft and intense, she was going to put forth all her effort to do things right.
Cindy caressed Diane’s sides, tracing along the curves. Diane scooted back and laid on her back, looking up into Cindy’s lusty eyes. Running her fingers through Cindy’s silk tresses she smiled, before letting her hand trail to caress the side of her face. Cindy turned her head slightly, letting Diane’s finger slip into her mouth. She sucked it a little before she let it drop and bent over her to kiss her again, thrusting her tongue inside her mouth. Their tongues wrestled for a moment then Cindy broke the kiss, straddling her hips. She traced Diane’s breasts then teased her hard nipples.
Placing one last kiss to her lips Cindy let kisses trail down her body until she stopped at her breasts. Sucking on a nipple while making circular motions around her navel. Diane arched as best as she could to heave her breasts further into Cindy’s teasing mouth. Cindy’s mouth had always been talented and she needed her to work her magic on her aching nipples. Cindy stopped for a moment, teasing her a little more before she went to the other nipple. The finger moving around her navel began traveling down toward her heated sex.
But she stopped and shook her head from side to side, her nipple still in her mouth. Her lips upturned, making a face. Diane realized her intent, which made her even more frustrated. Cindy bypassed her by now throbbing sex and stroked the insides of her thighs instead. Diane gave a moan and grasped Cindy’s waist, rolling over so she was now on top. She gave a somewhat triumphant smile as she looked down at Cindy. Cindy could only smile up at her, wondering what she’d do next.
Diane wriggled a little, and from the position they were in it caused her dripping cunt to be mashed against Cindy’s. Feeling the zing hit her aching pussy Diane repeated the movement and then again. By now Cindy was pretty worked up herself and pushed back when Diane did. Soon they were both worked up in a frenzy, heaving against each other. Diane’s breath came in short gasps and Cindy could tell she was getting close. Cindy continued to thrust upward and took her hand downward to their pussies, so she could work her fingers so both their clits were touched more. Then with the other hand reached up to tweak Diane’s nipples.
Diane groaned and murmured something incoherent. Cindy smiled, loving her in this state. “Ohhhh, You….I….Mmmmm.” Diane continued down that road, barely able to form words as she continued her rocking. Cindy could feel Diane’s cunt twitch as she shook and moaned. “That’s it baby cum, I’m right behind you baby.” Diane’s breath hitched and she continued to shake. “Yes, I’m with you baby, I’m riiight…..thhhheeeere. Yeeeeea.” Diane bent forward to cover Cindy’s lips with hers. She could practically taste the passion behind the gasp Cindy made as they both came together.
Diane was resting on Cindy, letting her orgasm pass completely as Cindy’s had practically just started. Her head lay on Cindy’s chest, listening to her pumping heart beating. Sweat glistened both their bodies and each took labored breaths, one after the other. The scent of sex filled their nostrils, making them both excited again. Cindy smiled and rolled them over again.
“You….you can’t be tired already.” Diane gazed up at her through lustful eyes, regaining her composure. “No… not yet. Just catching my breath.” “Good, because I’m not nearly done yet. I… have a surprise for you.” “Oh? I like surprises…a little.” Cindy smiled a little, running her fingers through her own hair and pushing the fiery red mane away from her face. “You’ll like this one, but I don’t want to ruin it.” Leaning to the left side of the bed she took something out from underneath.
When she came back up Diane could see it was a blindfold. Cindy could tell that Diane was a little apprehensive, but then again she didn’t even have to look at her face because she knew Diane would be. Before Diane could speak Cindy placed her finger over her lips. “You trust me, don’t you?” Diane could only nod, still starring at the blindfold.
“Don’t worry, you’re going to have fun and if you don’t like it, I’ll stop, I promise.”
Diane nodded again and took a deep breath while Cindy leaned forward to tie the blindfold over her eyes. After she was done Cindy waved her hand around Diane’s face, “Can you see anything?” “No…” “Good.” Again Cindy leaned to the side of the bed and pulled out a bowl from underneath. She set it on the edge of Diane’s dresser next to the still burning candles.
Diane waited anxiously, not sure of what to expect. Inside the bowl was little round shaped pieces of ice a few of them had already started melting. Taking a piece she let a few drops slide off and fall on Diane’s stomach. Diane jerked a little, not sure what had touched her only knowing it was something cold and wet. Cindy smiled and let a few more drops fall. “Do you like it Diane?” Diane was still and silent. Taking the piece of ice into her mouth, she bent down and let the ice touch Diane’s perking nipple. “Ohh.”
“I’ll take that as a yes…”
She moved the ice around in her mouth with her tongue, letting it swirl over her nipple and then to the other. She lifted her hand so she could play with one while running the ice over the other. The ice was slowly starting to melt in her mouth so she trailed down to her bellybutton, letting it make a wet trail from her nipple on down. Moving it around in circular until it melted fully. She smiled and reached into the bowl for another piece.
Taking it in two fingers and her thumb, she moved it around her bellybutton again. Then taking another piece placed it just on top of her sex. “You’re so hot, you’re going to melt it all, but that’s what I was counting on. Do you feel it melting? Leaking into your hot pussy? Do you?” Diane could only nod as she moaned a little. Cindy spread Diane’s legs wider. Moving the ice down her outer lips.
She gently pushed her open and ran the ice along her insides. Diane’s hips bucked, making the ice hit her sensitive clit. She made a loud whimpering noise as it touched her. Cindy could only smile as she continued to tease her with it. “Oh…mmmm…ahhh” Diane’s moans were getting louder and her pink pussy was getting wetter. Reaching in the bowl again she place a piece over her lips, moving it around her mouth, waiting for Diane to let it slip in.
She’d be a little quieter with ice in her mouth. Then she ran the ice she was teasing her with over her clit, making her buck again. She continued this until she was sure Diane was on the verge of cumming and quickly pulled it away. “Uhhhh” She loved to tease her, but not only that, she wanted her to wait. Her moans continued and she leaned forward, placing a kiss to her bottom lip, “Not yet sweetie…” By now the piece of ice had widdle away to almost nothing, perfect for what she wanted to do next. Taking it she pushed it into her wet hole, followed by her fingers.
“I know baby, I’m going to let you have it now…”
She continued to thrust her fingers into her, in and out. Finger fucking her hard, with the ice giving her a chilled and heated sensation. From all her teasing she knew Diane wouldn’t last long. She was already thrashing about and screaming, the ice she’d had in her mouth long since fallen out. “That’s right baby, cum for me now. Cum all over my fingers.” “Uhh.” Diane was rocking furiously against her fingers now. Cindy licked her clit while pushing her fingers in and out.
Soon cum coated Cindy’s fingers. She moved up a little, taking off Diane’s blindfold with her free hand. Cindy smiled down at her licking her fingers clean before offering Diane a cum drenched finger. Diane licked it clean, then kissed Cindy. “Hope ya had fun…” Diane smiled and pulled her down for another kiss.
There they were, making out on the bed when the door suddenly busted open. They stopped kissing, shocked, and looked at the figure in the doorway…