Chores

I had most definitely had enough; I was tired of waiting for my Dad to show up every night. Maybe I was just tired of him ordering me around all the time; I needed to get out of the house with him so I didn’t have to deal anymore. Being in college should have awarded me some freedoms like most normal girls at age 19. My Mom said it was just Dad being dad. I had chores that I still had to help them do around the farm, which was okay I guess because after all I did live there, eat there and they gave me gas money. I heard a car pull up it was Eric my boyfriend of 3 years. I walked out to the car; he was climbing out in his tight Levi’s. I leaned in and kissed him squarely on the mouth, something I sure couldn’t do when Dad was home.

We walked hand in hand back to the barn to feed the animals, and then we had thought perhaps we would get some time fishing. My dog Sport trailed along behind us, hoping I’m certain we would drop some feed he could scrounge for like we never fed him. I leaned over the rail and picked up the feed buckets, I felt my boyfriend’s hand squarely on my ass. He squeezed my right cheek, I rose and smiled at him, and he leaned in and kissed me hard and long his tongue exploring my mouth. I could feel my breath start to quicken as his kisses found their way to my neck and back to my mouth.

I stopped him from doing anything further, as we were standing right in the door of the barn where my Mom could look right out the back door and see us. She would be furious with me for letting Eric touch me; I was supposed to be a pure little “virgin” girl at night. Can you imagine that in this day and age? I walked him through the barn and out the back door into the woods behind the barn and up the little sloping hill. We walked over the ridge, perhaps a 10 minute little walk. Once we were pretty secluded I turned to him, I told him to sit down, and he hesitated and then did as I said. As he was seated, I began to do a bit of a strip-tease for him, I slowly moved my hips, and unbuttoned my shirt, only far enough for him to get a hint of my breast. I turned and wiggled my hot little ass for him; I knew he was turned on. I could see his huge cock bulging in his jeans. It thrilled me to know that I had this effect on him. I moved closer to him, and begin to unbutton the rest of my shirt, I moved it down and over my shoulders, and I slid the shirt off and threw it on him.