BAD TOOTH, BAD BAD TOOTH

 

So, today as I write this, I’m hoping my phone will ring and it will be the dentist’s office. My best friend, Claudia, has a daughter that’s a dentist and I wish she were mine because she saw two emergency patients this past weekend. Unfortunately, she practices in Oakland CA, so that doesn’t do me much good.

To pass the time without a lot of movement, I’ve been watching TV and am almost finished with season two of Travelers. I almost quit watching last night because that make-believe world came down with a horrible, no cure virus that was beginning to run rampant in the world...sound familiar??? Fortunately, it’s fiction, so they came up with a cure before the 45-minute episode was over. Since I’ll most likely end up on the couch again today, I expect I’ll finish watching the series.

I really resent having a toothache, or any illness for that matter, because who knows how many days I have left in this life. Having to give up three of them, and maybe more, just makes me furious. On the other hand, I’ve watched some good television and am trying to look at this horrid experience in a more positive way.

So, cross your fingers for me, light a candle, rub Buddha’s belly, do a toothache go away dance, or use whatever method you prefer to send me positive thoughts and prayers and whatever else it’s going to take to fix this. I’m way more than ready and poor Luke and Hannah are feeling abandoned. So sorry.

TOOTHACHE CONTINUED

 

Nothing today beyond this short post. I just had a live computer chat with an MD at Kaiser and he’s calling in a prescription for penicillin which my granddaughter will pick up for me. If this isn’t a tooth gone bad…any songs about something like that???...I don’t know what else it could be. The MD agreed with my self-diagnosis…just call me Dr. paula.

I called my dentist’s ER number and left messages twice yesterday, but there has been no response. Why have an ER number if it’s not monitored???

I’m so grateful I didn’t toss John’s Percocet since it’s the only thing…and ice packs…that’s making life bearable right now. His prescription says to take three per day and he was much bigger than me, but I’m taking one about every four hours which is when the pain begins to intrude in a much more painful manner. I don’t much like the way it makes me feel, i.e., kinda out of it, removed from reality, about 105 years old because I’m being so careful getting around…do not want to add injury to insult by falling on my ass or some other part of my anatomy.

But the dentist office will be open tomorrow morning, and hopefully, she’ll take care of me immediately. If not, I’ll be looking for dentist recommendations.

Meanwhile, it will be another day on the couch with the doggies watching TV…have seen all of Queen’s Gambit and working on Travelers now. I really hate losing not one, but two entire days to doing nothing but laying down, stumbling around and reading. Seriously, the way I’m feeling, I should be put into a nursing home and I think I’d be the kind of patient they’d love to have…quiet, withdrawn, unable to make any kind of trouble.

So, y’all have a very nice day; and hopefully, Luke and Hannah can return on Tuesday.

TOOTHACHE

 

Yesterday, Friday, I wondered if the pain I was feeling in my left lower jaw could be a toothache. It went away for a while, but returned and while the pain is more of a discomfort, I DO NOT want it to become horribly painful. It is very reminiscent of an abscessed tooth I had decades ago. I was miserable. It was so painful I threw up.

I first went to the emergency room and the doctor there (I still remember he greatly resembled a cadaver) told me I had a huge canker sore on the very back of my tongue and that was my problem. Well, about 12-18 hours later, the nerve in that tooth came to life. It was NOT a canker sore, but a really bad tooth.

For a solid week, I had to see the dentist every single day so he could open up the tooth and release the pressure from the abscess. Meanwhile I was taking antibiotics and codeine for the pain. Thor was a baby then and if he’d been more mobile, he could have crawled out the door and I’d not have noticed a thing. I think that’s also about the time he stopped nursing…the meds must have tainted my milk. That was a real disappointment because I planned on nursing him forever as in, “Excuse me, but could you let Thor Karlberg know his mommy is here with his lunch.” Just imagine how embarrassing that would have been in high school.

I’ve called my dentist’s emergency number and left a message. I’m hoping they call soon. I also have John’s Percocet if the pain becomes unbearable; however, I have a low tolerance for pain meds, so I just might end up wandering around here without any idea of who I am or what I’m doing. Won’t that be fun. Probably even more fun if I decide to take a drive. While I’m still cognizant, it amuses me to think of the state police calling my sons, “Excuse me Mr. Karlberg, but we have a woman in custody who may be related to you. She’s over here in Spokane, has no idea who she is or where she is. What would you like us to do?” I suppose they’d claim me, but it would be the stuff of family tales and laughs forever.

I began a new chapter of Water Rights yesterday, but didn’t get it finished. I don’t know if I’ll finish it today or not. Just sitting here typing, the left side of my face is becoming more and more painful. Did I say it even hurts to breath through my nose. I think it’s time to have some cheerios and a Percocet.

WATER RIGHTS, CHAPTER 7, HANNAH, LUKE AND INTIMACY

             

           Laying in bed that night, Hannah could feel her face heating up when she thought about how wayward she’d been that afternoon. It wasn’t like she was a slut or had any experience when it came to sex, but she’d read a lot of books as she grew up. She remembered finding her first romance novel that had some pretty racy stuff in it. Neither her mom and dad nor her grandparents had looked at what she read. They were all just happy she had a book in her hands.

          Hannah remembered the first time one of those books had resulted in her touching herself. She remembered how surprised she was at the moisture between her legs, how the feeling kept building and building until it washed over her like a huge wave, just like it had been described in the book. Hannah giggled quietly to herself as she remembered how night after night, she’d touch herself and make that incredible wave of sensation wash over her entire body.

          Today, when Luke showed up at the waterfall, Hannah felt as though the meeting had been ordained. She hadn’t felt nervous or shy but determined to get some kind of reaction from Luke. What she saw in his eyes as she approached him only made her more determined to do whatever it took to get him to be with her. At first, she thought she wouldn’t be successful, but when she orgasmed against his saddle, there was no holding back. It had been the most wonderful afternoon of her entire life. As her eyes closed, she hoped and prayed just a bit that it was the first of many to come.

          The next morning, Hannah hummed as she made their breakfast. When gramps came in, he said, “Well, somebody sure seems to be in a good mood today.”

          “Yes, gramps, I am in a very good mood. I’m even making your favorite French toast for breakfast.”

          “Well, whatever got into you, I sure am glad to see your smiling face and hear that happy hum again.” Gramps said, getting his coffee and setting down.

          It was all Hannah could do to keep from laughing out loud because it wasn’t whatever got into her, it was who. Still, she was grateful gramps couldn’t read her mind or even had a clue as to what had happened the previous day.

          When Luke came in from taking care of the chores, Hannah had breakfast ready and on the table. Gramps said, “Hurry and get washed up. I don’t think you’ve had Hannah’s French toast before and it’s a real treat, especially when you put some of those huckleberry preserves on top.”

          Hannah took one look at Luke and thought, uh oh. He looks like he’s not too happy this morning. That probably means he’s really uncomfortable about yesterday, but that’s too bad. I am positively absolutely not going to leave him alone. He’d best just get used to the idea of me being with him, whether he wants it or not.

          After breakfast, Luke complimented her on the French toast and then quickly headed for the barn. Since gramps was going to clean up the kitchen, Hannah followed right after Luke. In the barn, he tried to ignore her, but she walked right up to him and put her hand on his crotch, while sticking her tongue in his ear.

          “Stop that, Hannah,” Luke demanded while removing her hand and pulling his head away from hers.

          “No, I won’t. I wanted you yesterday and I know you wanted me. You proved it more than once. And, just because we’re not at the waterfall doesn’t mean I’m going to ignore you and I’m certainly not going to let you ignore me the way you’ve been doing.”

          “Look, Hannah, that was yesterday. This is today. Your gramps would have a fit if he found us together like we were yesterday. He’d probably go looking for his whip and whip me off the property.”

          “I wouldn’t be too sure of thAT Luke,” she responded. Gramps likes you a lot and has trusted you with a lot of ranch responsibility. I bet if I told him about us, he’d be perfectly fine.”

          “Well, I’m not willing to take that chance.” By then, Luke had managed to saddle his horse while fending off Hannah’s hands, arms and mouth and began to lead it out of the barn. “Now, I’ve got to head out to huckleberry hills and check the cattle located there. I’ll try to be back for dinner.”

          Hannah stood beside the saddle after Luke mounted. She reached up and grasped his cock which was already hard inside his jeans. “I’ll be at the waterfall this afternoon if this,” and she patted his cock, “should want a bit of attention. I know I would like to have it and a lot of other attention too.”

          Luke took off at a gallop and Hannah walked slowly back to the house a small smile on her lips. She thought her sluttish ways were having the right effect on Luke and that he’d be at the waterfall that afternoon. She took care of her household chores, gathered up what she’d need for the waterfall, made sure gramps had water and a covered lunch in the fridge. Then, she mounted Onyx bareback and trotted off to the waterfall.

          Hannah wasn’t too happy when she returned late that afternoon. Luke hadn’t shown up. He wasn’t even back from the huckleberry hills, or if he was, he was hiding out. Hannah began dinner and then brought the laundry she’d put on the clothesline that morning inside and put it away. Luke arrived just as she was putting dinner on the table.

          “Oh great, you’re just in time.” Hannah said with a big smile. I’ll bet you’re starving since I know you didn’t take a lunch with you.”

          Luke looked at her as though she’d grown another head. She checked to see where her gramps’ attention was and winked. Luke just shook his head and ignored her. He spent the dinner hour telling Thomas all about his foray into the back hills. As an aside, he told Hannah he thought the huckleberries would be ready for picking in another couple of weeks. She thanked him and proposed they go picking together and once again, he ignored her.

          After dinner, gramps watched a couple of his television programs before he said, “Think I’m going to head to my bed. Seems like I need so much sleep these days I wonder sometimes why I even get myself up.” He kissed the top of her head, waved to Thomas and disappeared down the hall. Hannah continued reading her book even though she hadn’t turned a page or understood what was happening for most of the evening. It took all her will power not to get up and jump Luke where he sat.

          As if he could read her mind, Luke got up and offered her the channel changer. “Think I’m going to bed too. It was a long, hot day and I’m pretty tired. I’ll see you in the morning Hannah.”

          Hannah took the channel changer and clicked the television noise off. She called good night as Luke headed up the stairs, but she had a wicked gleam in her eyes. She sat there in her chair, the book laying on her thighs and gave her imagination free rein when it came to Luke getting in bed. After a bit, she got up and went around, checking on the doors and windows, turning off lights and got herself ready for bed.

          In her room, Hannah removed all her clothes, freed her hair from its braid and quietly opened her door and crept down the hall to Luke’s room. She remembered which boards squeaked and avoided them. She also knew Luke’s door made noise unless you pressed down on the handle. She did so and entered so quietly Luke didn’t stir from where he lay on top of the sheet, covers kicked to the bottom of the bed.

          Hannah crept across the floor and eased herself into bed. Before Luke could move, she’d covered his body with hers and all her hair. “I gathered you weren’t going to come visit me, so here I am.” She whispered in his ear.

          Luke’s hands had come up and were now on each side of her waist. He tried to push or roll her off, but she was determined to stay where she was. She rubbed her breasts against his chest and Luke’s chest hair felt a little like sandpaper being rubbed against her nipples. She nipped at Luke’s chin, found his mouth and plunged her tongue into it. Hannah not only felt Luke’s cock stir, but could feel it growing within his boxers and against her tummy. She squirmed just a bit and Luke tried to hold her still, saying, “Hannah, this is not a good idea. Now, get down. Go back to your room. Your gramps is just down the stairs. You don’t want to wake him up being in here with me.”

          “Well, we’re just going to have to be slow, careful and very quiet.” Hannah murmured into his ear. “Now, let’s get rid of these undies. She raised herself up enough to grasp his boxers on each side and gave them a yank. His cock flew free and she grabbed it with both her hands. She leaned forward just enough to reach his ear, “Mmmmm, I think I like this. I think I want this.”

          Luke tried hard not to moan or groan, but Hannah was driving him crazy. He wanted her desperately, but she was in control and not making any noise was a huge factor. Still holding his cock, Hannah raised up again and moved the tip of his cock to her entrance. She felt wet and hot and Luke wanted to haul her down until she completely encased him. Instead, she teased, rubbing his cock head against her sex, easing slowing down and then back up, but never quite seating herself completely.

          Finally, Hannah allowed his cock to enter her fully. When they were as close as possible, she again leaned forward, rested her breasts on his chest and began to give him little kisses and nips. In between, she sighed into his ear, “Doesn’t this feel good? I think I could lay like this all night. How many times do you think I can remove you almost all the way before sliding you slowly back in? How’s your ability to hold back? How long before we can both come slowly and quietly?” Her questions ended with a small huff of laughter.

          Then, there was nothing but the feel of Hannah pulling away and slowly allowing his cock back. It was torture and Luke wanted nothing more than to roll her over and fuck her brains out, but that wasn’t possible. There’d be enough bed noise to wake gramps and Luke so didn’t want him to find out about them. He already felt bad enough, but once gramps learned the truth, there’d be absolutely no future for them at all.

          Once again Hannah moved over him and this time, Luke’s hands moved to her ass and pulled her as tightly against him as possible. When her clit came in contact with his body, Hannah gave a small gasp. Luke lifted her and brought her back. Where it had been Hannah torturing Luke, now it was the other way. When he pulled her back tight, she ground herself against him and moaned.

          “Kiss me Hannah, kiss me. You can’t make any noise, so kiss me and keep silent.” Luke breathed lightly into her ear.

          The kisses were hot and wet and so satisfying. Between them and the on again off again friction against her clit, she was barely able to lay still. Luke had the upper hand now because he’d placed his legs over hers and she really couldn’t move much more than what Luke was allowing.

          Hannah could feel her orgasm growing, could feel Luke’s cock getting harder inside her. Luke’s slow movements became a bit faster, but not fast enough. She wanted more, a lot more, but Luke was determined to maintain the silence. Finally, he was trying not to pant or groan but he managed to say, “Now, Hannah, let go now,” as he held her hips and ground her tightly against his body where they were joined. Luke felt his own climax exploding as Hannah begin to quiver, to shake, to gasp and he moved one hand to her head to force his lips against hers so they could stop each other’s moans and groans.

Satiated Hannah sprawled over Luke’s body and tried hard not to laugh out loud. Her body shook with her efforts to be silent. Finally, she stopped shaking, raised her head and looked into Luke’s face. She could barely see him for the darkness, but said quietly, “Now wasn’t that fun?” and laughed again.

Over the next few weeks, Hannah refused to leave Luke alone. No matter how Luke tried, no matter his excuses, she found ways to tease him, touch him, and make love with him. That’s how she’d begun to describe their unions, making love; and to be perfectly truthful, Luke thought of it as making love too, because he’d come to realize he loved Hannah more than anything. The problem was, well, he had a problem and he wasn’t sure how he was going to deal with it. He decided that the next time they met at the waterfall, he’d tell her all about Jamison and what he wanted. She’d either have to forgive him or have gramps fire him.

Hannah also had a secret now. She was pretty sure she was pregnant and the very idea made her so happy, she wanted to shout the news to Luke and gramps. She knew Luke would marry her and stay on the ranch forever. They’d have this baby and a whole bunch more and make the ranch the successful venture it once was. Their next time at the waterfall, she’d tell Luke he was going to be a daddy.

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!!

 

HAPPY THANKSGIVING Y’ALL!!!!!

Earlier this year, I wrote about the tapestry of my life and how distressing it is when one of those threads breaks and no longer contributes to the beauty of my tapestry. But while the thread may have broken, its history and background remain a part of my tapestry and I can reach back and stroke a particular thread or threads and remember just how much love, wonder, magic, excitement, and and the many positive experiences that thread provided over the time my tapestry has been growing.

Today, I’m going to look hard at my tapestry and give thanks for each and every thread that’s been woven into it, whether it’s broken or not. I am so fortunate and my tapestry is so beautiful thanks to family, friends and neighbors. Bless you all and may you have a most thankful and happy day today.

YESTERDAY, I...

 

did the shopping for Thanksgiving dinner first thing and was back home by 10:30 I think? Then, I finished off the stew I’d begun making the day before, whipped up some cranberry sauce, cleaned up the kitchen and decided to spend the remainder of the day on the couch with the doggies and a good book. What a lazy lazo I was yesterday. Of course, you know what that means…Hannah and Luke didn’t continue on into Chapter 7. It’s not likely they’ll return until Friday or even Saturday.

Today is house cleaning day and dressing preparation. While I won’t be joining either of my two sons and their families tomorrow, I am making the dressing for one of their turkeys. Maybe, just maybe if I go easy on the cleaning and dusting, I’ll be able to get back to Hannah and Luke…their lives are certainly far more interesting than mine own.

And, today is the 331^st post in a row for the year. That means there are only 35 to go and I will have achieved my goal of a post every day of 2020. True, some of them, like this one, haven’t been too terribly fascinating or fun, but there were some that definitely were. Here’s looking forward to more Hannah and Luke.

WATER RIGHTS, CHAPTER 6, HANNAH, LUKE AND REALITY

 

          By the time Luke urged his horse up the little incline to the waterfall and pond, he was so eager to be cold and wet and clean, he didn’t even try to be quiet. He even uttered yeehaws to get his horse to move faster. Luke and his horse burst into the small clearing in a final surge of noise that included Luke’s loud yells and the sound of his horse’s hooves. They thoroughly disturbed the peaceful silence.

          Hannah had been comfortably dozing on her towel and idly thinking about jumping into the pond again. The sun had come around enough that her shade was now in partial sun. Only her head and neck remained out of the bright light.

          At Luke’s loud arrival, she sat up, startled and slightly frightened. Then, she saw it was Luke and saw the look in his eyes. What she saw there excited her, made her want to get up and approach him. He looked like a man who’d been in a desert and just found water. He also looked sweaty and dirty.

          Luke just sat there on his horse, staring at Hannah. God, he thought, she is absolutely gorgeous. Her hair was loose for the first time since he’d met her and it cascaded down her chest, hard rosy nipples poking through the strands. When she sat up, she’d automatically assumed a cross-legged position with both knees bent and he could see the golden-red thatch of hair between her legs. He could also see skin peeking through that hair.

          Instantly, Luke’s cock was hard and he was torn about what to do. He wanted to jump off his horse and on to Hannah. He wanted to turn his horse and ride away. His ability to make a decision was taken from him by Hannah. She rose from her towel and walked toward him, pushing her tumbling hair behind her shoulders so her entire front was open and visible to him. When she reached him and his horse, she approached from the left.

          “Take your foot out of the stirrup, Luke, please.” She asked.

          Unsure, Luke did so and Hannah placed her bare left foot into it and pulled herself up so she was astride his horse facing him, her pelvis against his saddle and her legs over his. Before he could think or respond, she put her hands on his cheeks and brought his mouth to hers. Tentatively, she kissed him and that’s all it took.

          Luke put his arms around Hannah and yanked her as close to him as possible. Where her kiss had been tentative, his was not. Luke crushed her mouth, forced her lips apart and sucked on her tongue so hard, Hannah thought he was going to remove it. But it was so exciting, so wonderful, she tightened her grip and kissed him back just as hard. Later, she would wonder how they’d managed not to split each other’s lips.

          Luke’s arms pulled back and his hands went to her breasts. He rubbed and squeezed them, finally pinching and pulling on her nipples. Hannah could barely breathe and thought between Luke’s attentions and the feel of his saddle between her thighs that she would come right that second.

          Hannah leaned back over the horses neck and head, giving Luke better access to her breasts. He didn’t waste any time, kissing his way down her neck and finally nuzzling and nursing at her nipples. Hannah squirmed her bottom against the saddle and moaned, stiffened as the orgasm took her. Luke immediately stopped making love to her and the look of horror in his eyes as he looked into hers made her grin and then laugh with delight as her orgasm finished.

          “Oh my God, did I hurt you? Oh Hannah, I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t be touching you. We shouldn’t be doing this. Get down, get down right now. I need to leave. I have to be going.”

          Hannah smiled at Luke and put her arms back around him, laying her head on his chest just beneath his chin. “You’re not going anywhere Luke. You didn’t hurt me, you made me come. I loved it. I want more. And, you know what, you stink. Why don’t you get off this horse, strip and I’ll wash you squeaky clean in the pond? All of you.” she laughed as her hand came back around and found his hard cock inside his jeans.

          Luke tried to pull back, but a saddle didn’t allow much space for that. Her fingers rubbing against his cock only made it harder until it was almost painful. “Luke, you have to get down first. I can’t get back down until you get off the horse. It was hard enough getting up here, but I really cannot get down until you do.”

          Luke got down and Hannah held out her arms so he could help her. She made sure the entire length of her body rubbed against his as she slid down. She took the reins of his horse and led it to the tree where Onyx was standing. When she turned back around, she looked at Luke and said, “Okay, now strip.”

          Luke tried to come up with reasons and excuses, but Hannah wasn’t having any. She walked over and began to undo his belt, then his pants until his cock sprang free. She took it in her hand, squeezed and rubbed up and down it’s length. Luke thought his legs weren’t going to keep him up much longer, so he sat down. Hannah knelt in front of him and pulled his boots off, then his stinky socks and finally yanked his pants free of his legs.

          “Stand up Luke, and take off that nasty shirt.” Luke did so, thinking this all had to be some sort of dream or fantasy. He’d never pictured Hannah this way, all bossy and naked and calling the shots. He’d thought she was a virgin with no experience. Maybe he’d been wrong.

          When his shirt was off, Hannah led him to the pond and pushed him in. The cold water brought him back to reality. This was real. This was happening and he loved it.  Then Hannah joined him, her loose hair floating around the two of them like octopus arms. She’d said she was going to wash him and wash him she did. She began with his head and ended with his toes, giving his cock barely a touch and stroke. But, if she’d done more, he would have climaxed that very minute.

          “You can touch me too, Luke. I’d like that. I’d like more kisses too. I’d like to have and know it all. Can you do that for me, to me, with me?” Hannah asked. “I’ve done everything I know how to do to get you here, but I’ve never made love. I want to make love with you. You have to teach me how to do that.” She began to kiss him and rub her body against his in the water. Luke threw all his reasons why this wasn’t a good idea away and simply kissed and stroked and loved Hannah the best he knew how.

          Even though Hannah had two orgasms already, she really did want more. The sex between her legs seemed larger than ever, more needy than ever and she wasn’t sure how long she could wait before demanding Luke satisfy her, that is if he could. She loved the way his skin felt, the way his calloused hands moved over her body, stroking her breasts, rubbing between her thighs, pressing against her clit, but it wasn’t enough.

          When Hannah was about ready to scream with frustration, Luke led her to the side of the pond, climbed out, helped her out, picked her up and took her to the towel. They were both very cold, so the towel, warm from the sun felt so good. Once there, Luke began to kiss and lick and touch her all over again. She was doing the same for him, but she needed something else.

          “Please, Luke, please. I need you. I know I need you. You have to put your cock in me. Please, I’m desperate. I want you so much.” Hannah panted as she rolled her head back and forth and her body squirmed beside him.

          Luke knew it was time. He knew he wouldn’t last for long but he’d do his best. He moved over her and she automatically spread her legs as wide as possible. Her hand came down and spread her sex, opening herself totally to him. Luke trembled. He so wanted to slam himself into her, but he held back. “Hannah, look at me. Look at me.” He ordered.

          Hannah’s eyes opened and they looked at each other as they felt his cock at her entrance. Slowly he pushed and her eyes widened. He pushed further and her panting increased. Luke gave her a little more and it was then her legs came around him, her heels digging into his ass as she clamped him to her and all the way into her. Luke pulled back, she pulled him in and they did this slow dance for a few thrusts. It was on his last thrust her legs fell off him as her pelvis raised up even higher than it had been and he realized she was climaxing. That was all he needed and with one final thrust, he emptied himself into her.

          Luke tried to keep his entire weight from crushing her, but it was difficult. And then, he felt her chest tremble and raised up, thinking he was hurting her. Instead, she was laughing, giggling really and he wondered if he should be angry. Was she laughing at him? “Oh Luke,” she tried to explain between giggles. “I always laugh after I come. It always feels so good, and this was the absolute best come I’ve ever had. I’m surprised I’m not hysterical.  You feel so good inside me. I wish I could keep you there forever.”

          His cock was growing soft and soon escaped from its warm nest. Luke moved to his back and pulled Hannah into his arms. They lay there in the sun, intertwined, not talking until the sun became too hot. Hannah was the first to rise and pulled on Luke’s arm. He would have been perfectly happy just laying there and getting baked to a well-done, but he allowed her to pull him up. Together they walked to the pool and jumped in again. They kissed and touched as the cold water cooled their bodies once again.

          When they climbed out, Hannah moved the towel to a shady spot and they laid down together, arms around each other. For a while they just dozed, not talking, and then Hannah asked, “Is this why you’ve been so mean to me since the last time here at the waterfall?”

          “Actually, yes. I was attracted to you before I saw your tit fall out of your tank top. After that, it was all I could do to keep from touching you. I figured if I left you alone, didn’t spend much time with you, the feeling would subside.

“And did it, subside I mean?” Hannah asked, running the tip of her tongue over Luke’s nipple.

“Well, no, but I’m your grandpa’s hired help. You shouldn’t be fucking the hired help.”

“Fucking?” Hannah asked, raising up and staring down at him. “I thought we were making love. It was everything I imagine making love to be. You can’t just call what we did or will do fucking. Naughty Luke, naughty.” She put her head back on his shoulder.

“Will do?” Luke asked. “We can’t be doing this again. It isn’t right. I’m going to be leaving one of these days and then what. I’m just a broke-down cowboy and you need a man with potential. I’m definitely not that.”

“We’ll see, won’t we?” Hannah responded, reaching down to clasp his cock in her hand. With minimal attention, she had it growing and before long, was sitting on it, bending to kiss him, surrounding him with all that glorious hair until she straightened up, increased her rise and fall on his cock and made them both come within seconds of each other.

They spent the rest of the day at the waterfall. Hannah’s hair had become all tangled from getting in and out of the pond and Luke thoroughly enjoyed combing and brushing it until it fell straight and silky free down her body. They also managed to have intercourse a third time and Hannah was surprised to find she was a bit sore and unable to come.

Luke laughed and kissed her sex, telling her that his kiss would make it all better. Hannah stiffened when his tongue found her clit and it didn’t take long before she was coming in his mouth. When he rose up to kiss her, she could taste the both of them on his lips. It was exciting and so satisfying.

It was late and dusk was falling when they climbed into their saddles to head back to the ranch. In the barn, once the horses were cared for, they shared a long and heady kiss before heading up to the house. Gramps was still on the porch and took Hannah to task for not having dinner ready.

“I made most of what we’re having this morning when it was cool. C’mon in the house and I’ll set out the fried chicken and potato salad. I’m not heating up the baked beans though because it’s just too damned hot. You’ll have to eat them cold.”

“Why that sounds right good Han. I do think I remember thinking I smelled fried chicken this morning. Where you two been anyway.”

Luke felt himself freeze and couldn’t think of a thing to say, but Hannah didn’t have a problem. “I went to the waterfall before it got too hot. I was up there when Luke showed up and I was nice enough to share just like you taught me gramps.

“As a matter of fact, if it keeps on being this hot, I’m going to be spending a lot of afternoon up there. Maybe you’d like to come up there too gramps to get out of the heat. And, Luke, you’re always welcome.” When she said that, she looked at Luke and raised one eyebrow accompanied by a small secretive smile.

“Naw, I don’t think so. This heat feels good on these old bones and that cold water would most likely stop my heart. You young’uns just go on ahead and enjoy yourselves when you can. And, it’s nice to see you seem to be getting along better than before.”

“Yeah, we managed to work out our differences this afternoon. Really just a stupid misunderstanding. Isn’t that right Luke?” Hannah said.

Luke agreed while frantically thinking of ways he could avoid the waterfall and Hannah in the coming days. He was just going to have to come right out and ask the old man about his plans for the ranch and the water than ran through it. He felt so guilty for making love, no it was fucking Luke, just fucking, with Hannah that afternoon, he could barely eat his dinner. He’d had a knot in his stomach for a while now and today’s activities had only made it harder and bigger. Luke simply didn’t know what he was going to do, but he wouldn’t be fucking Hannah ever again.