Page 51 of My Little Farm Girl

“We will.”

“Oh okay then. Umm, they’re calling us back to set may I go?” Fuck, my cock sprang right the fuck up at that.

“Yes you may, I’ll be there to get you when you’re done love, have a good day.” I hung up and sat back in my seat with a smile. Of everything listed in the contract I’d given her, that was the hardest part for most.

It wasn’t as easy as it sounds to hand over control of oneself to another. The fact that she seemed to have no problem with it meant that I was free to move ahead with the rest. I hadn’t really doubted the outcome, but it was good to know.

I went back to work a whole lot lighter, anticipation of the night to come humming under my skin. I think tonight I’ll teach her the pleasures of cunnilingus and fellatio.

The thought of her sweet mouth wrapped around my cock as I throated her made me leak into my shorts. The next two weeks promised to be taxing on my libido.

It had been a while since I’d fucked. After meeting her, no one else will do. Not that I’d even tried, I’d been too caught up in her and thoughts of her beneath me for anything else.

That posed a problem all its own though, because now I was hot for my sweet little virgin and my control was no doubt going to be pushed to the limit.

Chapter 15


I went to get her at the end of the day hoping she was finished and we could just go. Though it was still light out, I found myself no longer willing to wait to be alone with her. Of course I wasn’t planning to take her home and just fall on her, but I’d missed her in the last few hours and was no longer willing to be apart from her any longer.

They were just finishing up it seemed and I was pleased at her response when she caught sight of me lounging in the doorway. I didn’t see the little fucker from the day before and I wasn’t about to admit not even to myself that it was the thought of him sniffing around her that had sent me from my office long before I was through to come here.

“Hello Kitten.” I took the liberty of running my finger down her cheek to her lip, as I smiled into her eyes. Her breathless ‘hello’ made me smile. “Go change love and let’s go home.” She hurried away to do my bidding as I waited.

We were on our way ten minutes later. In the back of the car we held hands like two teenagers on their first date, except this teenager was tracing ‘I wanna fuck you’ in her palm. I’m sure she had no idea of the message I was sending, but the sensation of my fingertips playing across her flesh was having an effect on her as was evident in her heavy breathing.

“You had a very long day sweetheart, are you tired?”

“No, not really. I was a little this afternoon but it soon passed, but my back and shoulders pull a little.”

“Hmm, maybe I should give you a massage to help relax you. It can’t be easy going nonstop all day like that.”

“I’ve never had one of those.”

“You’ll love it I promise.” And so will I.

“Why don’t you go get ready for your massage and meet me in the exercise room Kitten.” I watched her walk to her room before dropping my briefcase on the hall table and heading down to get everything ready. There was limited light down here which was perfect for what I had in mind.

I wasn’t exactly playing it by ear, but neither did I have a script to follow. I just knew that it was up to me to lead her where I wanted her to go. My feelings were set, there was no question in my mind that she was the woman for me. I just had to release her from her inhibitions so that she could enjoy the life I planned to introduce her to.

I decided to go with lounge pants and nothing else. I had the massage table set up and the oils laid out on the side table by the time I heard her footsteps on the stairs. One look told me she was nervous and I knew telling her not to be was pointless. I’ll just have to work at putting her at ease.

Yesterday, I’d introduced her to touch so she knew there was nothing to be afraid of, but I guess it was going to take a while for her to shed that shyness.

“Come on in Kitten.” She’d put on a robe and my cock rose at the thought that she was bare underneath. I walked over and took her hand when she seemed rooted to the spot. “There’s nothing to be afraid of love. I’ll never hurt you. You know that.”

A soft kiss to her forehead followed by one to her lips seemed to ease the tension a bit. “Why don’t you drop the robe and get on the table.

You can cover up with this.” I passed her the bath-sheet that was big enough to cover her from her neck to the tops of her thighs. I turned my back and finished lighting the candles I had scattered around the room, before turning on the surround sound stereo.