Hannah didn’t understand what had
happened, but after their interaction at the waterfall pool, Luke began to be
around less and less, at least around her. They still worked together when it
came to taking care of the animals, but there was little in the way of talk,
kidding around or anything that kept them in each other’s presence.
Luke spent more time with gramps and
that only made sense since gramps was in the process of hiring hands to help
with the ranch work. He made Luke his assistant so it wasn’t necessary for him
to go out onto the ranchland itself. Hannah was grateful for this because her
grandpa’s strength and physical ability had suffered and gone down over the winter
and spring. Luke was knowledgeable enough to undertake and execute the
directions gramps provided. There were days where gramps felt well enough to climb
up in the saddle and on those days, he’d ride out with Luke, but gramps never
wanted to include Hannah or just ride alone with her. She was feeling very left
out.
Still, Hannah missed Luke and couldn’t
understand what had changed. She went over and over their meeting at the
waterfall and the only thing she could identify as something that might have
changed their relationship was her boob falling out of her tank top and her being
unaware. Still, it seemed as though Luke had taken a kind of dislike toward her.
She didn’t like that one bit because she became even more attracted to him
with each passing day. His ignoring her only made her feel more desperate for
his attention.
Hannah really hated it, but she took
to following Luke around as much as possible. She attempted conversations and
even attempted flirting although she didn’t actually know what that entailed.
One day, just kidding around, Hannah snuck up and put her hands over Luke’s
eyes. She was amazed and very hurt by his response, “Goddamn it, can’t you keep
your fucking hands to yourself. And, why the fuck do you have to keep following
me around all the time. I’ve got work to get done. Don’t you have any work that
needs doing?”
Hannah tried hard not to react, but
could feel her eyes filling with tears as she stared at Luke’s angry face. She
turned and ran as fast as she could toward the house. She didn’t stop even when
she heard Luke call, “Wait, Hannah, wait, stop.”
For the next several weeks, Hannah
went back to the way she’d been when Luke first arrived. She did her chores,
cooked, cleaned and worked in the small garden she’d planted, originally with
Luke’s help. When he’d asked if she wanted him to assist, she politely and
firmly told him no thank you. She did not look directly at him at dinner or any
other time and addressed most of her talk, when she talked, to her grandfather,
her voice so soft Luke was surprised the old man could hear what she said.
At one point, Thomas said, “Seems as
though you and Hannah aren’t getting along so well. What seems to be the problem?”
Luke couldn’t, of course, tell Thomas
that the problem was he wanted nothing more than to strip Hannah naked and have his
way with her, so he just responded, “I’m not really sure. It’s just I’ve been
so busy I haven’t had time for card games and fooling around the way we did during
the winter months.”
“Well, maybe I oughta give the two of
you a day off to catch up on your games and stuff.” Thomas responded.
“No, no need to do that. You’re paying
me well to get the work done so you don’t have to work yourself into an early
grave and I know Hannah is very grateful for that. It’s all fine, really.” Luke
responded and then made an excuse to head for the barn, his horse and out into
the ranch’s outer reaches.
Thomas also tried to take up the subject
with Hannah, but she didn’t respond any better than Luke had and eventually
told him to just mind his own business, that there wasn’t anything going on
between her and Luke.
The days became not just warmer, but
hot. One morning Hannah got up before dawn and completed her chores before
breakfast. Once the breakfast dishes were done and her grandfather and Luke had
headed out to check on the horses in the far pasture, she gathered a small lunch,
towel, and other essentials, pulled Onyx out of the barn and rode out to the
waterfall. Since the day was going to be the hottest one of the years, she
planned to stay there until dusk. True, it would still be hot when she went
home, but the main part of the day would find her wet and cool.
At the waterfall, Hannah stripped off
her hot clothes and took the band from the end of her braid. She pulled it
apart and let the silken tresses flow down over her body. She knew her hair was
heavy, but she’d never known it any other way because aside from small trims at
the ends, she’d never actually had any of the length cut off.
She jumped into the pool and shuddered
initially because it was still quite cold. It only took a couple of minutes for
the cold to become more than bearable. Using a natural shampoo because she was
in water that would flow downstream to other ranches and families, she washed
her hair, dunking herself a number of times and letting her hair flow
downstream. It felt so good.
Hair clean, Hannah ran her hands over
her body, touching and smoothing her skin. It felt delightful when her hands
slipped softly over her breasts and nipples. She wondered what it would feel
like if it were Luke’s hands and immediately became aware of the sensation
between her thighs. She let her hands glide down her tummy and one of them cup
her sex. She pushed against herself with her hand and it felt wonderful. She
decided she deserved to feel great, so she allowed herself to imagine it was
Luke’s hand on her.
Mmmm, Hannah thought, this feels so
good. She’d masturbated in the past, but only in her room in her bed. Being out
here in the water and thinking of Luke made the feelings more intense. She
removed her hand, moved to the side of the pond and hauled herself onto one of
the rocks that was partially underwater. There, she spread her legs and gave
herself over to the sensations between her thighs. Soon, a couple of her
fingers were inside and her thumb was rubbing on the soft and yet hard nub just
above. It didn’t seem to take long and yet it seemed like forever before she
began to climax. The feeling was more heightened than ever before and Hannah
softly caressed herself, pulling the last small tremors forth until she lay
back, gasping and laughing out loud.
Hannah moved to the big towel she’d
placed in the shade and laid down on her tummy. She rested for a bit and then
sat up, pulling her big comb and brush from her knapsack. It took a bit of time
to pull the comb and then the brush through the length of her hair, but she
enjoyed the doing and the feeling. Finally, it was completely smooth and felt
like a curtain made of silk. She laid back and arranged her hair so it flowed
over her shoulders and breasts and down her tummy. She closed her eyes and
dozed, enjoying the sound of the waterfall, the call of the birds and the beat
of her own heart.
While Hannah was at the waterfall
satiated and cool, Luke was having one hell of a day. Because of how the ranch
was situated, there weren’t many fences, but wouldn’t you just know that a number
of the stupid cattle had found one he hadn’t yet checked and managed to push it
over.
It took a bit of time to round up the cattle and force them back behind
where the fence had been erected. Then, he had to fix a makeshift fence to keep
them there while he rode to the location where spare fence posts and a shovel was located,
and drag two back behind his horse while holding the shovel across his saddle.
He cussed a blue streak both there and back. To make matters absolutely perfect,
the fence was in full sun and it was hotter than hell.
It seemed to take forever to get the
old broken fence posts out, deepen the holes and insert the new posts. Then, he
had to restring the wire. By the time he was done, he had sweated through his
shirt, and even areas of his jeans. He felt dirty and dusty and miserable. And
hungry, he was hungry as hell too. It had been hours since breakfast and he
hadn’t brought any food with him because he was just going to be gone long
enough to check on the livestock in that one small area. Finally, Luke just
felt pissed off. He wanted to scream and shout and do something to alleviate
all the frustration that had been building up since he’d arrived at the ranch.
He wanted Hannah but couldn’t have her. He needed to know the plans for the
ranch, but couldn’t get Thomas to tell him anything. He wanted and needed to leave,
but Jamison was being a real son-of-a-bitch about everything, threatening to
have him thrown in jail for stealing all the money he’d given Luke to date.
Luke made it back to the ranch and
found Thomas dozing in the shade on the front porch. He explained what he’d
been doing for the last several hours and asked Thomas, “Where’s Hannah? Did
she get you some lunch?”
“I think she’s in her room and I wasn’t
very hungry, so I just had an apple and some crackers. Don’t know if she left
you any lunch out or not. I’ve just been right here since we got back from checking the horse pasture this morning.”
“Well, I am starved and filthy. Think
I’ll get me some lunch and see if I can scrub off some of this dirt and stink.
You want anything Thomas?”
Thomas asked to have his waterglass
refilled which Luke was happy to do. He was even happier after he made himself
a huge sandwich and gulped it down. Then, instead of a shower, he thought he’d
just ride up to the waterfall. Since Hannah was in her room, it should be safe
for him to go there.
Thomas was dozing again, so Luke
quietly led his horse away from the house, mounted and set off for the waterfall.
He could almost feel that cold water flowing over his head, cooling both his
mind and body. He couldn’t wait to get there, be alone, be clean and cool and
fantasize about Hannah which he did a lot anyway. He didn’t try to make any of those
fantasies become reality, but it was those thoughts that make his cock hard to
the point where some times he just had to find a private place to relieve
himself. He thought he’d have a fine time pleasing himself with
thoughts of her and his own hand at the waterfall.
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