Kayla's Cowboy Fantasy (Delta of Venus Inc.)

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Authors: Verena Vincent
unexpectedly sweet and she felt her lips turning up in a smile.
    "If you admit you liked watching me, I'll let you go," he said in a teasing tone.
    "I just came to see the horses, and you startled me, so I hid." She spoke slowly, as if to a somewhat dim child, and tried to ignore how warm his naked chest felt against her shoulder blades. Even through her blouse she could feel how his hard flesh gave off what felt like an unnatural amount of heat. She could easily imagine sharing a bed with a man like this on a cold winter night. It would be heavenly.
    "Oh. I get it. No wonder you were disappointed. I can't compete with a stallion. You're into horse porn."
    "What?" she screeched. Part of her fantasy was to play the role of a simple country girl, but she was pretty sure she hadn't checked the depraved pervert box on her application. Horse porn? Ewww.  
    "You know what I'm talking about." He shrugged his broad shoulder, and stood upright. His grip tightened around her waist in case she thought escape was an option. "Some gals, like you, are really into watching the horses breed. There's something primal about it that gets your juices flowing, so to speak. It totally get it. Personally, I'm into women, but to each their own."
    "I am not into horse porn. I got lost." She gave another pull against his arm, but he just released her hand and wrapped the other arm around her shoulders. Now, she was completely surrounded by his heady scent. And they were moving. He was practically carrying her out the stall's doorway, and across the corridor toward the tack area.
    As they drew closer, she felt a little shiver as she noticed that there were several implements that could be used for spanking spread across the table's surface. He didn't stop propelling her forward until her stomach pressed against the edge, directly in front of an elaborate western saddle. Removing his arms from around her waist and shoulders he stood behind her, plastered against her from shoulders to thighs. She was effectively trapped between him and the table. Exactly where she wanted to be.
    Placing his hands on the table's rough surface, he pressed his hips into the small of her back. He was so much taller than her that their bodies didn't line up. She wished she could feel his cock hardening against her buttocks instead. But even when she stood on her tiptoes, that lovely prominent bulge was far from where she wanted it. Even wiggling to encourage him to bend his knees didn't help.  
    "Hey," he said against her neck, and gave her a little jiggle. "No judgment about you being into horses. Whatever gets you hot, I'm all for it." He brushed his lips against her nape in a devastatingly light caress. "But old Kingmaker needs the great outdoors to get in the mood, so the breeding usually happens in the pasture down the hill. So, you missed out on his show. I thought I'd give you something else to watch."
    "You knew I was here?"
    "Of course. What, you think I take time out of my workday to jerk off all the time? Hardly. I new someone was here the second we walked in. I could smell you." He leaned in and breathed in her scent. "Ahhh...like flowers, vanilla and musk. You smell delicious." He nipped her collarbone and the hairs on the back of Kayla's neck stood up in reaction.
    "So, you deliberately put on a show, without knowing who was trespassing? What if I was your employer's wife, or daughter? Or a cross-dressing jockey?"
    "The boss isn't married. Besides, I knew who it was. I could see your red boots through the cracks between the boards."
    "And I suppose you recognized me? I'm pretty sure we haven't met."
    "Listen, I've seen you around town. Hard to miss those boots you always wear, not to mention those legs. I know you work at the dairy down the road. And I've been trying to figure out a way to meet you for months. I know this isn't exactly typical, but I couldn't resist when I saw you spying on me. I though you'd stop me before things got out of hand."
    Kayla

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