It was the beginning of summer, I spent long days in the sun working at the Walters’ farm and the nights pulling security for various places.

I became friends with Old Man Walters after I’d come upon him with his truck broke down on the way home. He was looking for some extra help on his farm, and I was looking for something to supplement the shitty security guard pay. The bonus for me, was that Walters’ Farm was a get away for city people. There were a few cabins on the property that could be rented, a lake to swim, fish, and kayak in, and horse back riding. With a winery right up the road there was a constant stream of women, usually with a good buzz going by the time they arrived. There had been plenty to look at so far, but nothing that really peaked my interest.

My current security assignment was to a medical clinic across the street from the hospital. On fateful night I got sent over to “the big house” to help out. That’s when I met her. Lynne. She was a beautiful blonde with piercing blue eyes and massive tits that not even a scrub top could hide. That night it just so happened she’d forgot some things in her car and needed an escort there and back. We chatted during our stroll out to her vehicle. She was new to city life and fresh out of Nursing school, she’d moved here to get experience working at a Level I Trauma Center, but was already missing the small town life she’d left behind. I was quick to tell her about the Walters’ place- only about 30 minutes from the hospital. I thought I caught a twinkle in her eye as I was describing it, but she dismissed the idea of a visit saying she hadn’t made any friends yet to come with her. I offered to show her around myself, but she was just out of a shitty relationship and taking a break from men at the moment.

Lynne’s decline of my invitation didn’t keep me from beating off almost nightly to the idea of fucking her all over that farm. The boathouse, stables, various sheds, the cabin I was staying in…the possibilities were endless.

Over the next couple of months I picked up extra shifts at the hospital every change I could get. Occasionally I would “bump” into Lynne, and had even talked her into a cup of coffee a couple of times. She still continued to shoot down my idea of coming out to the Walters’ place.

I was cleaning out stalls when I heard someone approaching the horse barn. Figuring it would be Mr. Walters or one of the bosses I picked up the pace. It was only 10:00 in the morning, but the July heat had sweat pouring off of me. I’d lost my shirt about an hour ago. I heard a soft whisper behind me “Damn.” It was a woman’s voice, but one I recognized…Lynne! I whirled around and there she stood, cut off blue jeans, tank top, and a pair of cowboy boots. Her dark tan glistened in the sunlight.

“Well hey there.” I managed to choke out, my mouth and throat suddenly dry.

She seemed dazed for a minute, but quickly came back to earth.

“Oh…Hi, Harris.