‘You look stunning,’ Dan remarked as he passed by the bottom of the bed and Chloe stepped in to the middle of the open doorway and raised her arms above her head and her fingertips gripped the doorway’s upper wooden beam, she parted her legs and Dan couldn’t help but admire his wife.
Dan’s eyes started at her feet and the six inch high-heels that she was wearing, the shoes were black and coated in black glitter so that they sparkled beneath the lamp light. His gaze ran up her stocking clad legs and he could see her stocking tops through the short black and transparent dress that she was wearing, he licked his lips as he saw the black lacy knickers that she was wearing and the matching push-up bra; her lingerie clear beneath the sheer dress. Dan’s eyes roamed her ample cleavage and up the curve of her throat and to her face, his eyes locked on hers and she licked her full “bee-stung” lips. Damn she really does look like a dark haired Scarlett Johansson, Dan mused as his eyes watched Chloe’s flickering tongue.
He stopped in front of her and kissed her throat and he could smell the scent of her perfume, a mixture of vanilla and honey and he took a deep lungful of the rich scent, it was his favourite smell and Chloe laughed as he nuzzled the area just below her left ear.
‘Now that I feel totally objectified, how about we have a glass of champagne?’
Dan laughed and nodded his head. ‘Let me grab a gown.’
Chloe grasped his left hand in her right and pulled him out on to the balcony.
‘Nu-huh,’ she laughed, ‘I wanna see your naked body.’
‘Now who’s being objectified?’ Dan joked as he sat down on one of two wooden chairs. Chloe’s eyes flicked to his groin and his hard cock that was standing up from his groin and she smiled, she looked back at Dan’s face and then popped the champagne, foam spilled over the bottle’s lip and over her hand and she filled two flutes. Chloe placed the bottle at the table’s edge and handed a flute to Dan.
‘Thanks,’ Dan looked up at Chloe and she smiled as slipped her left leg over his legs and sat down on his thighs facing him, Dan placed a hand on her lower back to stop her from slipping backwards and they touched glasses and Chloe downed her champagne in one long swallow. She belched loudly and laughed and Dan swallowed half of his glass. Chloe reached over and grabbed the champagne bottle and refilled her flute. Dan finished his and she refilled his too.
‘Any particular reason for all of this?’
‘Well, living in “cowboy country” doesn’t give a girl that many opportunities to wear stockings and heels so I figured what the hell.’
‘I’m not complaining,’ Dan said. His hand on her lower back caressed her through the thin dress and Chloe smiled at Dan and she once again drained her flute, she put the glass down on the table and her hands slipped around Dan’s cock and she pulled his foreskin back over his swollen glans and Dan groaned in pleasure as her hands slowly slid up and down his shaft.
‘Drink up baby,’ Chloe said and Dan quickly obeyed. He put his flute next to hers and he slid his hand up her back and his hand caressed the nape of her neck, his fingertips teasing the sensitive skin.
‘That’s nice,’ Chloe murmured and she closed her eyes as Dan pulled her face down to his. Chloe opened her mouth and their tongues met and Dan slid his hands behind her head and they kissed hard and Chloe moaned in to his mouth and kissed him even harder and from out of nowhere she felt a passion and a lust surge over her and she could feel that Dan felt it too and their heavy kissing grew more intense, they were all lips and tongues as the kiss just kept building and building and they were both moaning and groaning and Chloe felt Dan’s tears on her cheeks before either of them realised that they were both crying.
Chloe knew that Dan was crying for all the same reasons as her, all the pain and horrors that they had experienced together had finally hit them, like a giant tidal wave it battered against them and in an act of symbiosis the two of them were riding that wave and Chloe pressed her mouth harder against Dan’s and he returned the intensity and Chloe felt his hands sliding down her sides and with her own hands she tugged her dress up around her belly and without breaking the kiss, a kiss that could last forever as far as either were concerned, between the two of them they managed to get her knickers pushed to one side and she raised herself up from his thighs and her hands gripped the base of Dan’s cock, and it might have been her imagination but it felt bigger and harder than ever before and Dan’s hands were on her hips and together they lowered her on to his cock and Chloe moaned in to Dan’s mouth as his cock stretched her cunt lips and she pushed downwards even as Dan was pulling her down on to his throbbing cock and she thought it would never end, that his cock would keep plunging up in to her for all time but finally he was in her as far as he could. Chloe could actually feel his balls pressing against her ass he was that deep inside her and even now they didn’t break the kiss as she began to ride his cock and Dan pushed her dress up over her breasts and finally admitting defeat they broke the kiss so that she could lift her arms and Dan pulled the dress from her body, a sudden gust of wind caught the garment and snatched it from Dan’s fingers and it disappeared over the balcony.
Chloe waited for Dan to unfasten her bra and she slipped it off and she noticed that they were still both crying and she picked up the bottle of champagne and poured it over her breasts and Dan’s hands caressed her breasts, his fingers tugging on her swollen nipples, Chloe laughed and took a deep mouthful of champagne and lowered her face to his. Dan opened his mouth and Chloe pressed her lips to his and as she opened her mouth champagne spilled between her lips and in to his mouth and over their chins and then they were kissing hard again and the champagne bottle slipped from her fingertips on to the balcony’s wooden flooring where it spilled the remainder of its contents, champagne dripping between the planks to the ground below.
Dan’s hands were squeezing and caressing her breasts and Chloe’s hands grasped his head, her fingertips sliding through his cropped hair as she rode him harder and harder until on her last downward plunge he thrust upwards and they orgasmed together and their love, their passion, their desire and their total belief in the other chased the tidal wave away until finally, their mouths sore from such a passionate kiss, Chloe collapsed against him and she rested the side of her face against his shoulder and she told him that she loved him and would never love another and Dan agreed and thanked her for showing him how to live again.
He kissed her head. ‘Thank you for saving me,’ he whispered.
*****
Chloe woke up to the smell of bacon and coffee wafting from the kitchen and she rolled over on to her back and stretched her arms and legs out so that she was sprawled on the silk sheets in the shape of a four-pointed star. She sat up and swung herself out of bed and staggered in to the en-suite bathroom, she switched on the shower.
Five minutes later and she was towelling herself dry when she heard Dan call up and she told him that she would be down in two minutes.
Chloe dropped the towel and walked in to her walk-in closet, she opened a drawer in one of the many built-in chests and picked out a pack of stockings, she wanted to give Dan an early morning surprise. Chloe headed back in to the bedroom and sat down on the edge of the bed and opened the small packet, she removed the glossy black hold-ups and one-by-one slipped them on to her legs, she adjusted the detailed lace tops so that they were level on each thigh and slipped her stockinged feet in to the same high-heels that she had worn the night before. Chloe brushed her hair and secured it with a butterfly-clip at the back of her head and headed downstairs.
*****
Dan finished spooning scrambled eggs on to the two plates and carried the plates to the solid oak kitchen table. Already on the table was a platter of cooked bacon, a pitcher of grapefruit juice and a fresh pot of coffee, he grabbed a carton of milk from the fridge and two mugs and was just about to sit down when he heard Chloe coming down the stairs, he knew the sound of high-heels when he heard it and he smiled as Chloe came around the final twist in the
spiral staircase.
‘Wow,’ he said and gave her a quick kiss on the side of her mouth as he pulled her chair back from the table.
‘Thank you kind sir,’ Chloe poured herself a glass of juice and helped herself to some bacon, as she ate she was all too aware of Dan’s eyes on her hold-ups.
‘I thought I might start to do this every morning, unless you think you’ll soon get bored.’
‘Never,’ replied Dan and he poured them both a mug of coffee.
They ate in silence and when Chloe had scraped her plate clean she stood up and slipped between Dan and the table and pushed his plate back across the oak surface and perched her ass on the edge of the table, Chloe put her heeled feet on the arms of Dan’s chair and let her legs swing open so that Dan could see her sex.
Dan started to dip his head towards her groin but was stopped by the next words that Chloe spoke.
‘So just how much trouble are we in baby?’
Dan looked up and winced, ‘Ah damn it sexy, couldn’t we have continued playing “house” for just a while longer?’
Chloe ran her hands through Dan’s hair and smiled down at him. ‘I take it this has something to do with the fact that I saw Rosie’s rifle out by the stables yesterday.’
‘You noticed that huh?’ Dan had almost forgotten just how observant his wife was, and last year when they were up against the seemingly unstoppable force of the “Brotherhood” it had been Chloe’s observations and intuition that had saved them on a couple of occasions.
‘Rosie thought she saw some people up on the northern ridge-line, I was going to go and scout it out after breakfast.’
‘We’ll both go, and before you say anything I’m coming with you.’
Dan laughed, ‘I wasn’t going to stop you, I’m just not sure that hold-up stockings and “fuck-me” heels are the ideal attire for such an adventure.’
‘Har-de-har, I’ll go get changed while you saddle up the horses.’
‘Okay.’ Dan started to get up out of his chair but Chloe pushed him back down in his seat and opened her legs wider.
‘You said after breakfast, you’re not done eating yet.’
Dan laughed and pushed Chloe down and back on to the table, her shoulder sent the pepper-mill sliding and she laughed. Chloe’s laughter soon turned to moans as Dan’s tongue found her clitoris.
*****
‘I’d rather have the Glock, I’m familiar with it.’
Dan took the Sig-Sauer pistol back and gave Chloe the Glock. Chloe checked the slide and ejection-port and slammed a clip in to the weapon; she pulled the slide back chambering a round and secured the pistol.
‘I’ll also take the AR-15, the other rifle is too powerful for me,’ she added and Dan smiled as he watched his wife ready the AR-15, she’d come to handle guns with a natural skill Dan actually found a little disturbing, but after the “Brotherhood” what did he really expect.
Chloe secured the Glock in the shoulder holster that she was wearing beneath her thin cotton shirt, the holster fit snugly next to her left breast and she adjusted her bra to stop the holster from chaffing her skin, she tied the two sides of the shirt in a loose knot beneath her breasts and practised pulling the Glock, after some adjustments to the knot she was confident in her ability to draw and fire quickly if she was forced to do so.
Chloe picked up her tan coloured chaps and with practised speed quickly buckled them over her pale blue jeans. Dan secured the Sig-Sauer in the waistband of his jeans in the middle of his back; he found it easier to pull from that position rather than using a holster.
Dan collected two canteens of water from the kitchen and a saddlebag that he had filled earlier with some food. He picked up his cowboy hat, he was sure that it had a proper name, maybe a Stetson, but being English he couldn’t help himself and just referred to it as “his cowboy hat”. He adjusted it on his head and handed Chloe hers, she wore her hair in a long braid and the hat fit her perfectly, she smiled at Dan and he returned the gesture.
‘Ready?’
‘As I’ll ever be,’ Chloe replied and she picked up the AR-15 and followed Dan out to the stables.
*****
They rode westwards for an hour, Dan told Chloe of his plan to circle around and to then come back in from the north. ‘That way if we are being observed I’m hoping they’ll think we’re just out for a ride, hopefully we’ll come upon them from behind,’ Dan offered up a chuckle. ‘Well that’s the intent at least.’
Chloe was riding an Appaloosa that she had named Fraggle and the horse responded well to Chloe’s commands and with every ride that she took with Dan she was getting more confident. Dan made it look so easy, he was so comfortable and confident in the saddle and Dan had told her on numerous occasions that most of it was down to Weiser but Chloe remembered Australia and knew that Dan was just being modest, trying to boost her confidence.
‘I just wish that my ass didn’t hurt so damn much.’
Dan laughed and tilted the brim of his hat up from his eyes; he looked at Chloe and offered up a shit-eating grin, ‘I didn’t hear you complaining last night.’
‘Yeah well last night I wasn’t expecting to be sat on a horse today.’
Chloe wiped sweat from her forehead, it was hot out here and it wasn’t even noon.
Dan uncapped a canteen and took a swallow before leaning out from his saddle and passing it to Chloe, she thanked him, and she took a couple of swallows and then handed it back.
They continued west following a game trail that meandered across their land and Chloe had to admit that Dan had chosen the perfect spot to live the quiet life that they had so craved after surviving the events of the last year or so and she looked to her left across the open pasture, the grasses were a myriad of greens and she saw scattered groupings of wild poppy and other wild flowers of various colours: yellows and blues being the dominant colours. She listened to the insects in the tall grass and she watched the butterflies flittering on the warm currents. She turned to Dan and said, ‘I think that I’d like to get to know the natural history of this place, when we next go in to town remind me I just said that and I’ll check out the bookstore and library.’
‘Duly noted.’
Forty five minutes later and they hit the tree-line and Dan took the lead and they rode a serpentine trail in to the wooded hills and again Chloe made a mental note to learn all of the trees names; there were so many around them, various species with varying colours and so many different scents. Chloe fell in behind Dan and followed him in to the trees and she was relieved that in here, out of the direct glare of the sun, the temperature was several degrees lower and far more comfortable for riding.
*****
It was Chloe who saw the recently abandoned camp first and they rode cautiously in to the clearing; whoever had chosen the spot had picked a good place to camp over night, they were in a natural depression in the landscape, and at night, when the temperatures dropped severely, they would have been sheltered from most of the winds sweeping across the hills.
Dan dismounted and helped Chloe down out of her saddle, she pressed a hand to the small of her back and stretched and sighed in relief. Dan tied off their horses, he left his rifle in the scabbard mounted on the right side of his saddle and crouched down by the small circle of rocks; he put his hand close to the ashes within the circular fire-place and looked up at Chloe.
‘Still warm,’ he stood back up and circled the clearing. He kept an eye on Chloe as she opened a canteen and poured water over her face before taking several deep swallows. Dan saw several sets of footprints in the soft mulch beneath his boots, he wasn’t skilled enough in tracking to be certain but he figured there had been three or four men camped here.
‘Is it the “Brotherhood”?’ Chloe asked as she passed him the canteen. Dan took a long swallow and wiped the back of his hand across his mouth.
‘No idea.’
From out of the trees came several loud metallic sounds and both Dan and Chloe recognised the sounds
for what they were; guns being readied and Dan turned slowly to the nearest noise and he was taken aback by who stepped out from behind a tree, Dan let the canteen slip from his fingers.
‘Chuck?’ Dan said; he didn’t expect a reply or a hearty welcome, the last time he’d seen Chuck the man had left in a pool of blood and broken bones.
‘That’s right asshole,’ Chuck replied as he stepped forward, ‘I’ve lived in these parts all my life, you really think that some limey asshole could sneak up on me?’
‘What are you doing here?’ Dan asked, he was stalling for time, and he was also trying to come to terms with the fact that a redneck asshole had hoodwinked them.
*****
When Chloe saw Chuck and his two friends step from a small cluster of trees she couldn’t believe it, the last time she had seen these three men had been about six weeks ago at the bar in Rockspur; that night Dan had beat the shit out of Chuck and three other men, she’d never expected to see them again, hell everyone in town had figured Chuck and his mates had skedaddled and the consensus among the people of Rockspur seemed to be “good riddance to bad news” and Chloe had heard Dan that night in the bar warn them that he’d kill them if they ever came near Dan or Chloe again.
Chuck was speaking to Dan but Chloe wasn’t listening, she was looking for the fourth man that was at “Tull’s Place” the night that Dan had beaten them stupid. Chloe took two slow steps to her right, moving to the side of Dan, and none of the three men appeared to notice.
‘Where’s the other guy?’ Chloe asked.
Chuck turned his head and looked at Chloe, he grinned at her lecherously, and she could tell by the way he leered at her what he was thinking.
‘You mean Joe?’ Chuck barked, he spat out the side of his mouth. ‘Asshole actually did take off, dumb fuck was actually scared of y’all, I told him “cain’t you grow some balls, we owe ‘em some pay back, the little lady needs to get fucked”, Joe always was a pussy, ain’t that so Deke?’
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