He spanked lightly to begin with, his hand skimming the smooth surface of her bare flesh. The spanks came in little flurries. Carla was almost purring in pleasure.
"Did I say you should be enjoying this?" he said in a tone of mock severity.
"No Sir, you didn't... but I am. It's - Ow!" she yelped as a harder spank cracked down.
"Ah. Now I got your attention." Scott grinned wickedly, his big hand beating a tattoo. Carla's bottom bounced and wobbled beneath his touch. It was a very nice shade of pink. He gave her half a dozen stingers that left her breathless and squirming, then swiftly lifted her up off his lap. Sitting himself down on the grass he patted the ground next to him. "Come here."
She slid down next to him, eyeing the crotch of his jeans, remarking, "If we don't give you some attention, you'll likely do yourself an injury."
"I won't argue with that, he said huskily." Her fingers were already unfastening his belt and unzipping his jeans.
She giggled as his rampant cock sprung out. "Oh! You almost took my eye out with that thing! Is it made of iron?!"
"I dunno, best give it a little rub and a kiss and let me know what you think."
She ran her fingers the length of his shaft and stooped down to blow gently on the engorged tip. He liked that, and groaned in pleasure and then as her tongue seductively licked the rim of his penis, he closed his eyes, his hands on the back of her head, guiding.
"You're damn good at that," he murmured. "But I'm also good... at this... he broke free and went down on her, caressing and kissing her inner thighs, and as his fingers penetrated her he lapped at her clit, delighting in the delicious way she squirmed and begged him not to stop.
As the first orgasm hit, it was all Carla could do not to scream... probably wise - she didn't want to be the cause of another stampede! And after she slowly came down from her high, he positioned himself between her glistening thighs and drove into her hard and fast. She arched her back and wrapped her legs around him, pushing him in deeper. He spent himself with a bellow, and rolled off her. They both lay panting on the grass.
"Ah, that was one sure fire way to work off my beef rib," he said with a satisfied smirk. "Gimme five, and then we'll work off the desert..."
"You're an incorrigible stallion, that's what you are," she said with an appreciative smile.
"Stallion, huh? I like that."
"Mmmn, super stud Scott... ready to go again by the looks of things." She glanced down. His cock was already rising to attention again.
"You bet." He positioned her on top. "Ride your stallion, babe."
Some time later they dressed and walked back to the ranch hand in hand. "Well I seem to have worked up quite an appetite," declared Scott. "Come on, let's go raid the kitchen for leftovers."
"Scott Armstrong - you're a greedy pig! But I love you."
"I love you too, Carla Odell, soon to be Mrs Carla Armstrong. Fancy getting hitched here on the ranch?"
"That would be great! Would anyone mind?"
"Mind? Mind?! Of course not, you silly woman. They'd be delighted."
"Then yes! I'd be delighted too."
---oOo---
Scott took a heaped plate upstairs to his room. They sat at the small table by the window.
"You know something? I've had an idea. About Mom."
"Yeah?" He chewed happily on a roll of bread. "Shoot."
"Well, she wants to regain her independence and confidence... make a fresh start without Johnny, get herself a job..."
"Sounds good. It's the best thing she can do, providing she doesn't loose touch with you again - though I doubt she ever will."
"That's so true - she never will let me go again. I know that. Anyway, I wondered, seeing as how my old room will be vacant at the cafe, whether Violet and Herb would let her stay there, until she gets on her feet again. There'd be plenty of opportunity for jobs locally. I'm sure she'd get something - and she could check into the rehab clinic too like she promised."
"Carla, I think that's a great idea. They're lovely people. I'm sure they'd welcome her. Why don't you give them a call and ask them?"
"I will. I'll sound them out and then go talk it through with Mom."
---oOo---
Five days later, Scott and Carla and Marie made the trip to Staten Island. When they got to the airport, Scott made an announcement. "Ladies, I'd like to introduce you to Darlene."
"Darlene?" Carla looked round. "Ok - where is she?"
"This way." Scott grinned at the two puzzled faces and led the way, bypassing the regular check out lines of people waiting for their baggage to be checked in. Instead they went through a side door and Scott spoke briefly to one of the officials who nodded, passed their bags through security, punched data into a computer, and then waved the three travellers on.
Two minutes later they were standing in a parking bay. And there was Darlene, waiting for them.
Darlene was a private jet.
Marie and Carla continued to look puzzled until Scott said, "Darlene is my one little indulgence. Here she is. I thought it time to schedule some air time." He indicated to the waiting plane. "Don't worry, I'm an experienced pilot. I've been flying for almost eight years. You'll be quite safe."
"Oh my Lord!" said Marie.
Carla simply stared, and then her face broke out into smiles. "Scott! You kept this quiet!"
"Yep, I wanted it to be a surprise. You like her?"
"She's fabulous! And you a pilot too! Hey - where's the fancy uniform?"
"Oh I get it - you go for guys in uniforms huh?" Scott winked and thought he might wear a pilot's uniform for one of their bedroom games. Now that would be fun!
After a great deal of excited chattering and admiring Darlene's sleek body and luxurious interior, the three of them were seated and Scott took his place at the controls in the cockpit. The flight was quick and hassle free and the passengers loved the sheer experience of it.
It was therefore a huge contrast when the flight was over and the three of them made their way to Marie's run down neighbourhood. The apartment building was shabby, with peeling paint and damp walls. The apartment itself was very much in keeping with the rest of the building - shabby and in need of a facelift.
"I'm embarrassed to bring you here," admitted Marie. "It really is a dump and I won't be a bit sorry to leave it. I don't want any of the furniture, just a few clothes and personal possessions."
Scott and Carla helped her pack, and Carla was delighted to see a shoebox crammed full of photographs of her as a little girl. "When we get to Violet and Herb's place, how about we sort these out and put them in an album? And maybe I could get copies of some of them?"
"Of course we can. I'll look forward to that. And I want lots more photographs of you from now on - with Scott too," said Marie to her future son-in-law.
"Sure thing. And I'll take some of you and Carla together. Deal?"
"Deal," smiled Marie. She looked around the place she had lived in for the last ten years, a place that had never ever felt like home. "Before we go, there's one thing I want to show you." She went into the kitchen and prised up the floorboard. "My stash of alcohol. I used to rely on it to get me through the days. I don't know if you noticed, but I haven't touched a drop of alcohol since I arrived at the ranch. I wanted to, many times, but I didn't. I'm making an effort, you see. I'm going to crack it, Carla, once and for all." So saying she replaced the floorboard. "The next unfortunate person who moves in here might find it - and if so, they're welcome to it!"
"I had noticed mom - and it must have been so hard for you when you saw other folks enjoying a drink. Well done." Carla gave her mother a hug.
"She's proud of you, Marie. We both are," said Scott quietly. "You have strength, courage and integrity. I couldn't have picked a better person to be my mother-in-law."
"Aw, Scott." Tears welled in her eyes. Scott smiled and enveloped her in one of his bear hugs. "You're a wonderful guy. I'm so glad Carla has you in her life."
"She has u
s both in her life. You're part of the family now Marie, and we want to see you regularly, don't we Carla?"
"Yes we do. The ranch will be your second home. Brenda's even having a room redecorated for you in the pastel colours that you like."
"She is?! Oh my! That's wonderful. She's been so good to me - you all have. Now, let me dry my tears and then lets get the hell outta here!"
"Nye beach, Newport, here we come!" said Scott. He picked up Marie's bags and the three of them left the apartment.
Marie didn't once look back.
---oOo---
Scott and Carla had arranged to stay a couple of days to help settle Marie in. She loved the Ocean View cafe on sight, and quickly felt at ease with Violet and Herb and Precious. They all gave her a warm welcome and treated her like family. By the end of the first day, Marie felt as though she had known them for years.
On the second day of their stay, Scott had a few business calls to make, Marie was helping out in the kitchen, so Carla decided to take her favourite walk along the beach. It was a glorious day and she walked barefoot along the water's edge, splashing in the surf like a five year old, enjoying the feel of the sun-kissed water and the wet sand beneath her feet.
So preoccupied was she that she failed to see a familiar face. Lyle Westrom approached and placed himself in front of her so suddenly that she collided against him.
"Well hey there, baby doll. How are ya?"
"Lyle!"
"Hi honey. Missed me?" His arms went around her waist and he pulled her close.
"I'm fine," she said stiffly. "And no, I haven't missed you at all."
"Come on now - not even one teensy-weensy little bit? I bet you have. Don't I get a kiss, honey?" He lunged at her.
"No. Get your hands off me, Lyle. You've got a bloody nerve, coming on to me like this after what happened."
"Yeah? You think? That was just a misunderstanding. She was begging for it. I could hardly refuse."
"Bullshit, Lyle. You had a choice, and you made it. I was so hurt... but right now, I don't give a damn. Get your paws off me and leave me alone."
"That's my girl," said Scott. He had finished his calls and set off after Carla, and was doubly glad he did.
Carla whirled round and smiled in relief that he was there. His arm went round her protectively. She leaned against him.
Lyle scowled. "I see the cowboy is in tow. Bin him off. We can start again. I got a pay rise. I got real prospects now. What the hell do ya want with a jackass cowboy when you can have me? Huh?"
Carla stared at him for a moment, and then she began to laugh. She could have put him straight and let him know that Scott wasn't any old cowboy - that he was a billionaire with a private jet and a business portfolio the size of a football pitch. But she didn't. Those things were amazing but the man behind it all was more important to her. So she just smiled and shook her head and said, "I'm going to marry this jackass cowboy. He's honest and hard working and I love him. Goodbye Lyle." Turning to Scott she smiled and reached up to brush her lips against his.
"Ready to go back home to Texas, darlin?" asked Scott.
"You bet I am."
"Right. Let's go - we have a wedding to plan." And as they walked back along the beach he murmured, "Jackass cowboy, huh? You are in for such a spanking when I get you home, my girl. And maybe -just maybe - when I take you over my knee I'll be wearing a pilot's uniform."
Carla tossed back her honey-blonde hair and laughed. Life with Scott Armstrong was going to be such fun!
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