Her father’s face turned hard once again.
“I’m sorry your mother has not been here to help you grow and learn the ways of the world,” He said quietly.
“But, I’ve worked too hard to get where I am only to have you embarrass me by fucking the help,” Mac said.
“I’m not fucking Billy!” Laura cried out loudly into the room.
It wasn’t a lie. In her mind they hadn’t fucked, they had made love. Fucking is what Martin would have done if he wasn’t stopped first by Billy and second by her father’s shotgun.
In Laura’s mind, fucking was reserved for crude men like Martin, and ones that frequented the whore houses on the edge of town, not for Billy, and certainly not for her.
“Please don’t fire him, daddy!” Laura exclaimed.
“I won’t have you embarrassing me and running my good name through the mud,” Mac said sternly.
“Not on my own ranch,” He said louder than before.
“I won’t, Daddy, I promise I won’t,” Laura pleaded.
His eyes looked full of confusion and stress as he stared at his daughter. Laura knew her eyes were filled with pain and remorse and was hopeful that her father would give her that loving glance once again.
“As long as you steer clear of him, and he of you, then he can stay,” Mac said.
“I so much as catch his eyes on you, he is gone,” He warned.
“Thank you, Daddy, I promise.”
Chapter Three
Laura felt torn as she made her way to her bedroom. The wind was blasting through the night, shaking tree branches and whistling past her window.
She stared out towards the stables, watching the dim light inside as she imagined Billy calming the horses and preparing them for the storm that was headed their way.
Her heart felt full as she realized she was able to save his job, but painful at the realization that meant she would not be able to see him anymore.
Her eyes grew heavy as the rain started. She watched it splatter against the glass of her window as the light in the stables moved from one end to the other. Her thoughts fell to Billy, and how she would endure the torture of having him so near, but unable to be close to him as they were earlier ever again.
“Child, you better get yourself out of that bed,” Clara’s voice sounded.
Laura let her eyes slowly open to see the large black woman standing at the foot of her bed. She held a cup of tea in her hand, pushing it towards Laura as she rose from the bed.
“What time is it?” Laura asked.
“You missed breakfast, and you’re about to miss lunch,” Clara answered.
Laura gripped the teacup in her hands and brought it slowly to her lips. The hot liquid eased her throat from her cries the night before and warmed her chest to help wake her from the slumber she obviously needed so badly.
“Lunch?” Laura asked.
She set the cup on the nightstand and jumped to her feet.
“Where’s my father?” She asked.
“He’s in town at the auction selling his cattle,” Clara answered slightly confused in tone.
Laura smiled at the woman who looked as though she thought she was witnessing Laura go crazy.
“I have to get dressed,” Laura exclaimed.
“I promised to deliver lunch today,” she said.
Clara shook her head.
“Oh no, I don’t think that is a smart idea,” Clara said.
“Daddy’s gone, for hours likely,” Laura said in her most convincing tone.
“I heard the commotion that went on here last night, I’m not deaf yah know?” She said.
Laura didn’t care what she heard, or what she hadn’t at that moment. Her thoughts were not on her promise to her father, but only on the one, she made to Billy.
“Please Clara, I’ll be careful,” she pleaded.
“I have to talk to him, tell him what happened, and at least say goodbye,” she murmured.
Clara’s eyes softened as she watched Laura strip out of her dress and search for something new to wear.
“Well, just deliver the lunch and that’s it,” Clara said sternly.
“I have to talk to him, while Daddy is away,” Laura said.
“You know he most likely has someone watching you, one of those field hands surely,” Clara warned.
“I’ll be careful,” Laura promised.
Clara left the room while Laura finished getting dressed. The scent of Billy’s cum drifted from between her legs as she washed herself clean. She found a thin sun dress, one that she wore when she swam at the lake and tied a matching ribbon around her hair.
In the kitchen, Myrna and Myra sat at the table peeling potatoes while Clara finished adding the last of the items to the picnic basket.
“Don’t get that poor boy into trouble,” Clara warned.
“Here, eat something yourself first,” Clara pushed.
Laura took the cornbread muffin from her hand and shoved most of it in her mouth with one bite. Clara laughed and rolled her eyes.
“Child, you’ve got it bad for this boy,” she admonished.
“Is there any truth to what Mr. Martin was saying?” Clara asked.
Laura felt her eyes fall to the ground. She was never able to lie to Clara, and she knew her hesitance gave her away.
“Child!” Clara exclaimed.
She gripped Laura’s arm tightly and pulled her into a chair at the table.
“Leave us!” She scolded at the twins who scurried from the table and out the back door.
Laura watched as her eyes changed from a soft green to a dark brown. Her stare was intense and her expression stern as she struggled for her words.
“You can’t be messing around with that boy,” Clara said sternly.
“I love him,” Laura admitted to Clara what she was reluctant to admit to Billy.
“Child, you know it isn’t meant to be. It isn’t possible, your daddy would never allow it,” Clara scolded.
“I know, and I will protect his job and stay away, but I have to explain,” Laura said.
“I understand. But, what–,” Clara seemed to be struggling with what she was trying to say.
“Child, when you do find a husband, a man suitable for this ranch and for you, what will he think if you are not pure?” Clara asked.
Laura hadn’t thought about that scenario. In her mind, Billy was the one for her, and he would be the only one she wanted or needed for her lifetime.
“I don’t want anyone else,” Laura said.
Clara rolled her eyes and let out a loud sigh.
“You are too young to know what you want,” she said.
“But this, this is not what you can have… do you understand child?” Clara asked.
Laura nodded reluctantly.
“He’s the help, your daddy wants someone who can take over this ranch, continue on his name with children and Billy is not that someone. He never will be,” Clara warned.
“I know,” Laura said, tears welling up in her eyes.
“Here, take this, and be careful,” Clara said as she stood and pushed the picnic basket towards Laura.
Chapter Four
Laura smiled and waved at the men working on the fallen tree branches as she walked the picnic basket to the large wooden table.
The men gathered around the table one by one, pulling out the treats that Clara worked to prepare for them.
“Oh, how I love Clara’s fried chicken!” Guthrie said as he reached in and grabbed a leg from the basket.
Laura looked over their shoulders and towards the stables for Billy, but he wasn’t to be found.
She gripped a small tub that contained a piece of warm pie that Clara left on the counter for her and walked towards the stables.
“Billy?” She called out.
Her heart raced at the thought he may not be inside, that her father may have gone back on his word and fired Billy anyway to ensure her virtue and his good name.
“Over here,” his
voice called out.
Laura walked towards the sound of his voice and found him in the stable with one of the pregnant mares. Her eyes widened at the sight of the long, lanky legs being pulled from her backside and Billy so calmly whispering to her as he gave one last tug.
The horse was beautiful, covered in slime, but beautiful.
The mother immediately started working on cleaning him up, and Billy backed out of the stall to allow her the time with the young colt.
“That’s amazing,” Laura said.
“Yes, it is a miracle,” Billy agreed.
Hector, the other boy, hired to help tend to the horses walked up behind them.
“Can you keep an eye on them for a bit?” Billy asked.
Laura felt her heart race wondering if that was the one her father commissioned to watch her and Billy.
“I just wanted to let you know lunch was out there, and here, this is for you,” Laura said as she handed him the container of pie.
“Oh man, it’s still warm,” he said.
“I need to wash up,” he said quickly.
Laura walked alongside him towards the entrance of the stables. She wanted to reach for his hand, but could feel Hector’s eyes glaring at her and Billy as they walked away.
“Meet me at the lake,” she whispered softly.
Billy’s eyes lit up as she spoke.
“Your father?” He asked.
“He’s at the auction, most likely gone for hours, but don’t let anyone see you,” Laura warned.
She left the stables and noticed several of the men look up from their lunch to smile at her. It was uncomfortable not knowing which one was the spy, if any.
Laura walked towards the woods, gripping her basket from the ground as she walked by as if she planned to pick berries for more pies.
Once she felt the men were no longer interested in her whereabouts she ran towards the path that led to the lake.
The path was partially blocked with broken branches and debris causing her to trip as she ran without looking.
She fell to the ground, holding her leg and felt the burning sensation of the cut high on her thigh. The branch must have got caught under her dress as she ran she thought to herself, but was grateful the cloth was not torn as her skin had been.
She finally made it to the lake. It was peaceful and smooth. It was hard to believe that such a boisterous storm had rolled through there the night before as quiet as the water now appeared.
Laura sat down on the edge of the lake and let her feet dangle into the cool water.
The tall grass tickled the backs of her arms as she let them hold her weight on the hill side.
Laura felt her body warm against the sun and fell back into the soft grass where Billy had turned her into a woman. Her pussy ached at the thought of never feeling his hard cock deep inside of her again, and her heart mourned for him, regretting the promise she had made her father.
The sting on her thigh was pulling her body from its excited state to one of concern. She pulled her dress up, looked at the cut and realized there were still a couple tiny thorns inside the wound that she couldn’t quite seem to reach on her own.
She laughed to herself at the thought of Clara scorning her for running to the woods like a lunatic. She knew the woman would certainly know that she was sneaking off to see Billy, but at that moment Laura didn’t care, she only wanted to see the boy she loved and kiss his lips one last time.
She heard the cracking of branches behind her, causing her to turn quickly and look at who had snuck up behind her.
Billy pushed past the fallen branch and smiled as he noticed Laura on the shore of the lake.
“That’s a sight for sore eyes,” he said.
“What?” Laura asked, giggling.
“You in that dress lying in the grass, shoo wee, that makes my heart flutter,” he said excitedly.
Laura felt her own heart flutter at the sight of Billy. He was so handsome, so tall and his muscles so tight, pushed into the thin material of his shirt.
She felt her nipples harden against the material of her dress, and her pussy begin to moisten between her legs.
All she wanted at that moment was Billy, for him to take her right there in the grass and let his hard cock slide between her legs, but she knew that wasn’t why she had come here, that wasn’t what she needed to do.
“Is something wrong?” Billy asked.
“Let’s go swimming,” Laura said, jumping up from her place on the hill.
She pulled her dress from over her head, exposing her nude body to him before giggling and running towards the water.
There was plenty of time for telling Billy about her father’s warnings and her promise, now all she wanted to do was enjoy his body against hers.
Chapter Five
“Holy shit!” Billy exclaimed.
Laura watched him as she sunk into the blue waters. He ripped his shirt over his head and wasted no time sliding his pants from his body and kicking his boots to the grass.
His cock was already hard, ready and eager to explore her cunt, that much was obvious as he jumped into the water butt first.
He swam to Laura and gripped her in his arms as she let out a squeal. His cock dangled beneath the water touching her leg as his lips searched for hers.
“I thought about that sweet pussy of yours all night long,” he whispered.
“And those lips, and those eyes,” he added.
Her mouth opened, allowing his tongue to enter without effort and her tongue to tangle against his as they rolled in the waters.
Billy’s hands reached between her legs, rubbing softly the pulsing nub that pushed out from her curly hairs as his fingers searched for the warmth of her cunt.
Her hips rocked back and forth towards his hand, letting him enter inside of her pussy and fuck her softly with two fingers as she let out a soft moan.
He swam towards the shore with her in his arms and his fingers in her cunt. His cock bounced and slapped against her leg as they reached the shallow end of the water.
Laura walked up the hillside just enough to be out of the water and felt her cheeks blush as she felt Billy’s eyes gazing at her backside.
“That sure is pretty,” he said.
Laura turned, instantly covering her body with her hands.
“Why so shy?” Billy asked with a smirk.
Laura blushed.
“I’ve seen it all, every last inch, it ran through my mind all night and all morning,” he said smugly.
Laura let her hands drop to her side. His eyes showed excitement from her form which sent tiny electrical pulses to Laura’s breasts and pussy.
“Oh, it’s so much better in person,” he said cheerfully.
He exited the water, his cock slapping against his own thigh, still hard and ready.
“Lie back in that grass, I want that image in my mind forever,” he demanded gently.
Laura sat down, closing her legs tightly and falling back into the tall soft grass.
She watched Billy as he knelt beside her, his hands reaching for her knees, pulling them apart slowly as he revealed her pussy to him, the bees and all the fish near the shore.
The wind blew up between her legs, his eyes lingered as he let out a sigh.
“What’s this?” He asked, pointing to the scratch on her leg.
“Thorn got me,” Laura said.
Billy let his hand slide across the cut, he felt the thorn with his fingers before gently pulling it out from her skin.
“How does that feel?” He asked.
“Better,” Laura replied.
“Good,” he said, smiling.
His mouth lowered between her legs as his eyes remained on hers. She felt her body tense and had the urge to close her legs quickly before he had a chance to get so close to her cunt with his mouth.
His lips gently pressed against her wound, she let her head fall to her shoulders, and her body relax.
She felt his tongue slide from her thigh toward
s her pussy and quickly his mouth was on her cunt, sucking the tender bud from her hairs and letting his tongue lap up her juices.
Laura felt her body let out a soft moan as Billy twirled his tongue across her clit and then sucked it in between his lips.
His hands gripped her legs tightly as he pulled her towards him, his cock already ready to enter her as it met with the plump lips of her pussy.
“I want that taste on my lips every morning when I wake and every night when I sleep,” Billy said gently.
Laura felt her heart ache at his words as she thought about what she had truly come her to do, what she had come to tell him.
His cock threatened the entrance of her cunt with its girth and length while Billy’s eyes seduced her.
She felt his hands roll across her breasts, his fingers stopping to playfully tease each nipple before he let his hips thrust forward and his cock push into her.
His cock was so hard and so long that Laura let out a loud moan once he reached the deepest depth of her cunt. Her hands reached for his ass cheeks, gripping them tightly in her hands as they pushed into her body. They felt like boulders, tight and hard. As she began to throb at his rhythm, she let her hands push him into her deeper and deeper.
Billy’s mouth searched for her breast, sucking hard at her erect nipple while she let out moan after moan.
His cock swelled inside of her, and she could feel her pussy pulsate against his thick skin and her body began to melt into his.
“I love you,” she whispered in his ear.
Billy let out a grunt as his orgasm matched the rhythm of hers and then quickly stared into her eyes.
“I love you too,” he replied.
Laura let her arms wrap around his shoulders and pulled him into her close. Her lips pressed against his, tightly and with passion as their tongue tangled together.
She didn’t want to keep the promise she had made to her father, but she didn’t want Billy to lose his only source of income. She hated that she would have to tell him of her promise made to her father, especially now that they had just admitted their love for one another. How would he ever understand she wondered?
There was still time before her father would return, and with the birth of the colt, the other stable hand would certainly be kept busy for a while. Laura decided to just enjoy the moment and lay there in the grass with Billy. Their nude bodies soaking up the sun and their hearts swelling with love for one another, that was all she needed right then.
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