EXTRACT FOR
Getting To Know Her
(John Lord)

"Well come any time you like." These were words that Julie had taken to heart, and Alan had been shocked to find her waiting in the stables as he arrived the next morning to start feeding.

She had been wearing very short denim shorts and a plaid shirt several sizes too big for her, partially unbuttoned and the bottom tied tightly to expose her flat belly. 

Sexy cowgirl look he chuckled inside, maybe she thought it was the correct thing to wear around horses, or maybe she was completely aware that it made her look as sexy as hell, especially when she treated Alan to an obvious show of naked tits as she leaned forward to pick up feed buckets.

"You did say I could come any time I wanted!" she stated, Alan had shook his head.

"I wasn't complaining, in fact it's made my day. In fact this is a great sight to start the day."

Julie beamed, then leaned forward again to lift another bucket.

"Especially this sight." Alan chuckled.

"This sight?" Julie replied, her cheeks beginning to colour swiftly.

"Oh yeah, sorry if I upset you, but when you bend over like that the shirt gapes open so wide I can see both your tits, a lovely sight in the morning."

"Oh God!" Julie pressed a hand to her chest, "I am so sorry, I had no idea."

Alan grinned and winked, he knew that she was playing games, he also knew that the moment his morning chores were finished he would bend her over the feed bins, tug those shorts down to her knees, then hammer his hard cock so deep she squealed.

***

It hadn't happened exactly as he had planned, but although he hadn't fucked her he had still played with her tits as she tugged his cock free from his pants and jerked him until he shot his load against her belly.

"I'm not as easy and people say." she had whispered as she stroked his cum into her skin, "But be patient, it will be worth waiting for."

Alan didn't have the heart to tell her that he wasn't bothered if he had her or not. She had given him a nice hand job, and playing with her tits had been fun, but he wasn't going to lose any sleep if it never happened again, she was flattering herself.

"That's okay." he had replied quietly knowing full well that she could read his words and twist them into thinking that he would wait, rather than, it's okay if I never get your pussy.

The following morning she had been waiting in the feed room, dressed the same way. He had seen her tits, then shot his load against the crotch of her shorts as she worked his cock with experienced fingers.

The following morning was the same, and the morning after, and the one after that. Every day started with her tits and hand relief. Never once did she offer her mouth, every time his hands strayed to her shorts she shook her head and whispered, "Not yet."

Gradually his need grew, frustration mounted. Every single morning she gave him release but not relief. He was still hard for her even after he had cum. Day after day, week after week it was the same... and then, it all ended.