Incest/Taboo Home On The Range

We stood up and found snake sitting in a chair near the door. When he saw us walking towards him, he stood up and we left the bank. Spike drove to the saddle and boot store. When we walked in the owner said hello to all of us and then asked us to follow him. We followed him over to the saddles and there sat this beautiful brown saddle with a hot pink leather strip of padding in the seat. He patted the seat and said, "Climb on Britt, let's she how you look on your new saddle."

I did as he asked me to and like the last time my shorts gapped open and I noticed he positioned himself, so he was at the correct angle to see into the leg of my shorts. The padding on the seat felt a lot better than the hard leather seats on the saddles I tried before. The matching tack was hooked over the saddle horn, all that was missing was the bit. Spike said he would pick out the one he wanted me to have.

The other items we selected from our first trip were set off to the side with grandpa's name on the pile. In the pile was my rifle scabbard, saddle blanket, set of chaps, leather belt with a silver belt buckle, a hat box with my grey Stetson, black stockman duster and spurs. The owner tallied up everything and grandpa wrote him a check. The owner helped us take everything out to the truck. The only thing we put inside the truck was my new hat.

Before the owner went back into the shop, spike told him about hiring the four ranch hands and to spread the word. He told the guy it was ok to give someone was interested in a job our phone number so they could call.

From that shop, snake had a place close by he needed to go so grandpa drove snake there and we waited in the truck, while snake went into the store. Grandpa asked me, "Are you feeling more like a cowgirl yet?"

"I laughed and said, "I can't wait to put on my new jeans and shirt and then stuff my feet into my new boots with the spurs on them, then top everything off with my new hat. We'll need to take a picture and send it to mom and dad. Show them their little girl has grown up."

Grandpa laughed and said, "We'll need to take a trip to the city and get a cell phone or two so we can take your pictures and send them to your ma that way. I think it's about time I start catching up with all the new stuff, what do you think Britt?"

"Grandpa, I know I'm a kid, a city kid but you know, I've never had much interest in cell phones. I was only interested in good grades in school and I didn't have time to be looking at some damn phone all day like the other girls. I mean they seem to never put them down. I wonder how they got any work done at all. But like you said, I guess it's time to catch up. Becky told me she had a cheap cell phone, but she doesn't carry it all the time. I guess they would be good for texting if we needed to communicate during the day or if someone has to get in touch with us and we aren't in the house to pick up the phone. But still, I wouldn't use it all the time, even if I had one."

"Grandpa, you said before we left that you sure hope Becky takes your offer. Is working the only reason you want her to come to our ranch?"

Grandpa looked at me for a second before he said, "Honestly? I want you to have someone your age nearby, so you have a girl to talk to. I know it must be hard on you to be young and living with two older guys. I want the best for you and I'm willing to do what I can to make your life easier. Your grandma and me worked very hard on the ranch and I feel a little guilty that we didn't have much of a life other than the ranch. I want more for you, that's why I'm gonna hire four more people so me, you, snake and hopefully Becky can have more time to ourselves."

"I want to train you to ride your horse and get you ready for the round up and I can't do that if I'm out fixing fence or doing something else on the range. When the round up starts we don't get home all the time, we have to sleep out on the range close to the cattle we'll be moving. Like I told you, there are some cowgirls that come in to help with the round up, so you won't be out there by yourself."

"I hope I'm not sounding like I'm inconsiderate, but I really have fallen in love with you Britt and I'd like to have you near me when it's possible. The only way to make it possible is to hire some hands to work and do the stuff we've been doing."

"I also love the fact that you can breathe new life into the ranch with your ideas. I really like the idea of having campers out by the pond. That was all your idea and if we can make it work, that would be great. I'll spend the money to have it made bigger and landscaped if there is enough interest in that type of camping."

"Here comes snake. Doesn't he drive?" I asked.

"Nope never had a license, that's why he walked all the way out to the ranch when he arrived. He doesn't want to drive either."

Snake opened the door and pushed a couple of large bags across the seat before he climbed into the truck and said, "Thanks for waiting you two."

"Only for you snake." Grandpa replied.

Grandpa asked, "Do either of you need anything in Kelsey's store?"

I reminded him that he needed to run in quick and tell Sarah that he was going to hire four ranch hands. He said, "Yep, I'll get right on it." He pulled up in front of Kelsey's store and said, "Be back in a minute."

When he came out of Kelsey's store, he drove directly to the gun shop. All three of us got out of the truck and wandered inside the store. We were greeted warmly enough, and the owner told me that I cleared the background check. He finished off by saying, "You can pick up your rifle today."

He set it up on the counter and told us he bore sighted the rifle so it shouldn't take too many shells to sight it in for me. Grandpa told him we needed five more boxes of shells, so I had plenty to practice with once I got it sighted in. Snake came over to the counter with a package of targets and said, "We're getting low." The only thing that grandpa had to write the check out for was the five boxes of shells and the targets. Grandpa told the gun shop owner about hiring four ranch hands in the next week, so if he heard of someone lookin' give them our number.

Snake bought some .243 shells for his rifle and some shells for his pistol. We waited for him to pay his bill and we all walked out together. Grandpa had me slide my boxed rifle under the saddle in the bed of the truck and put a few thing on top of it. He said, "We need room inside the truck for the cold stuff from the market. The rest can go back here."

Grandpa asked snake if he had any other place he needed to go and he thought for a moment then said, "No, Frank, I'm good."

We got back in the truck and drove down the street to the market. We went inside and I pushed one cart and snake pushed another. Grandpa put the majority of the stuff in the cart and I stopped along the way and picked up what I needed for the kitchen. Together we filled our cart and then I remembered, we were getting low on beer and water. I told him I wanted to get some raspberry wine coolers because they were good, but he'd have to buy them for me.

Grandpa turned to snake and said, "We need beer. As much as I like my beer in bottles, we need to get some cans for when we are out at the pond. I don't want anyone to have bottles out there so I guess we will have to suffer a little too."

Snake agreed with grandpa and said, "We can compromise and by some bottled beer for when we drink at the house and the canned stuff for out by the pond. How's that sound to you?"

Grandpa went back to the front of the market and got another cart and brought it back to where the beer was stacked, and he loaded it up with both canned and bottled beer. He even threw two cases of raspberry wine coolers that I had requested, up on top of the beer.

Grandpa asked if there was anything else, we needed and both snake and I shrugged our shoulders, so we headed for the checkout.

We made it through checkout and got everything separated and bagged. The cold stuff for inside the truck and the other stuff in the back. Before we left the checkout, grandpa told the cashier that he needed her to spread the word he was looking to put on four ranch hands in the next week. He also told her to give anyone interested our phone number. All three of us wheeled a cart out to the truck and unloaded them and then snake volunteered to push the carts back into the store.

One more time grandpa asked, "Do either of you need anything else while we are in town?"

Not hearing either me or snake say anything, grandpa hightailed it out of town for the ranch. As he was driving through town, I pulled my shirt over my head and sat back in the seat and said, "Now that's better."

As we rode along grandpa told snake we needed to take a day, real soon and drive into the city to do some shopping. Snake asked what we were going to get, and grandpa told him we were going to get some cell phones so we could be in contact with each other.

"You going high tech Frank?" snake asked

"No, snake, but I have decided that you and I have worked long and hard on the ranch and I'm going to hire some people, four people to be exact, to do the work we've been doing so we can relax a little. I don't mean we are going to stop working but we are going to be more supervisors than laborers."

I want to teach Britt how to ride or should I say, I want her to know how to ride my way and I can't teach her how to ride if I'm out working on the range every day. And I can tell you, you ain't going to be out there working if I'm not out there too. The way I see it, when we get the new hands trained, we are going to spend a lot of time in the saddle, riding with Britt."

"Ya got a great idea Frank. I can't wait to spend more time on my horse. He hasn't been ridden for a little while so it will take him some time to get back up to speed."

"I haven't had any time to ride my horse any more than you have snake. I think we need to take some time and ride the fence on horse back and if we find a major break, we can go back out with the truck and fix it. How does that sound to ya?"

When we got home, grandpa backed across the lawn right up to the steps of the porch. We got out and unloaded the groceries, the water and beer into the house. We re-stocked the refrigerator with beer and water and some wine coolers. I brought my new hat into the house and took it up to my room. We put everything away before we left the house.

When we were done in the house, grandpa drove around the shed and backed up to the stairs that went up to snake's apartment. We all pitched in and unloaded snake's groceries along with his beer and water, while snake put his stuff away. I looked around his apartment with snake's permission. I was impressed with his cozy place. We went down and moved the truck in front of the barn and grandpa moved a saddle rack over next to his and we put my saddle, tack and blanket on it.

He cleared off one of the large wooden pegs sticking out of a huge log type piece of wood inside the barn door. When I brought my chaps, rifle scabbard, and my duster into the barn, grandpa hung everything up on the wooden peg next to his and snakes stuff. It took us longer in town than we anticipated so it was late in the afternoon. Grandpa suggested we feed the animals before we went up to the house to get some supper. So, all of us pitched in and I suspect the animals were happy to eat a little earlier than normal.

It didn't take all three of us very long to go through and feed all the animals and when we finished, we walked up to the house. I asked the guys, as we walked, what they wanted for supper. They had no idea, so I said, "Ok, we're having spaghetti tonight. Do you guys prefer the gravy mixed into the spaghetti or separate so you can put it on your spaghetti yourself?"

"Ummmm ... sweetheart, you don't put gravy on spaghetti, you put spaghetti sauce on spaghetti."

"Oh, that's right, you two didn't grow up in an Italian neighborhood, did you?"

All of us laughed and said, "You see, you need this city girl around here to set you country bumpkins straight. Yes, you put gravy on the spaghetti. The "gravy" is made out of tomatoes with plenty of spices. It just so happens, you country people buy that stuff in a jar and ruin your dinner, oops I mean supper."

"If I ever get a good batch of tomatoes, I'll make you some homemade gravy that will curl your toes as if you were having the best orgasm of your life. Mom learned how to make it from some of the Italian ladies in the neighborhood and then she taught me how to make the good stuff. She makes it all the time, fresh and lets it simmer so all the spices and flavors marinate together. But for tonight, I guess I'll be stuck, using that stuff in the jar."

"Sorry Britt, we didn't mean to insult you. The city people have a whole different way about them and the way they cook. Not that it's bad, it's just the rest of us eat supper without any flair to it. We like it simple and fast because we are tired after a hard day out on the range."

"That's ok grandpa, it's a two-way street. I know, I grew up in the city and all I know is city habits and with Italian influences, need I say any more?"

"Now that I'm out here, I will have to learn the country ways. Tonight, should I mix the sauce into the spaghetti or let you put it on yourself? I've had it both ways and it doesn't matter to me."

"Speaking for myself, your grandma always mixed it together, but I'd like to try the other way tonight and put the sauce on my spaghetti."

"I second the motion made by the gentleman from Texas. I too would like to try the other way." Snake inserted.

"Listen you two," I said while laughing, "Don't go all Washington on me or I'll have to have mom send my book Roberts Rules of Order down here to keep you two in line."

All of us roared with laughter for a couple of minutes before I said, "If we are going to have supper, then I have to start cooking. Do you guys want a beer before I start?"

"Yes please." Rang out from both my guys.

I went to the refrigerator and pulled out two bottles of beer and took them out on the porch and handed one to each guy. I felt a hand squeeze my ass as I turned to head back in the house, so I stopped and said, "I'll give you a half hour to stop that, but you'll eat a half hour later."

Spike smacked my ass and said, "I love your ass darling, but my stomach is starting to growl."

"I know, the way to a man's heart is through his stomach. Mom says that all the time."

"Ok, I'm going to cook now, don't disturb me again until I call ya."

I went into the kitchen and whipped up some sauce using more spices from the spice rack to make it taste more like homemade, which is impossible to do. But either way it wasn't going to taste like what it was when I dumped it out of the jar. The spaghetti was easy so while it was cooking, and the sauce was simmering, I set the table and put a hot plate down so I could set the pan of sauce on it.

When the spaghetti was cooked, I rinsed it under cold water and put it in a bowl and set it on the table with a spaghetti rake beside it. I hoisted the hot pan off the burner and set it on the hot plate. I called the guys to supper then went and took out three bottles of beer and set one by each plate. We didn't have any real parmesan cheese, so I put the boxed stuff on the table along with some additional spices I wanted to use. I figured I would encourage my guys to try some too.

We took our places at the table and grandpa said the prayer before we started to dig in. Snake and grandpa used their forks to get some spaghetti out of the bowl when grandpa said, "Hey the spaghetti is cold."

I smiled and said, "That's why you put all the hot sauce on it and mix it or however you want, to eat it. The sauce is really hot so be careful you don't burn your tongue."

I put some spaghetti on my plate using the spaghetti rake like I'd been taught since I was a little girl and then smothered it with plenty of sauce. I picked up the additional spices and sprinkled some on top of my meal and offered them to spike after I used them. He put some on his spaghetti and passed them to snake. I told them, "We don't have an Italian bread so, the regular bread will have to do for tonight. I'll get a loaf the next time we go to town so you can try that too."

The guys watched me wind my spaghetti on my fork and then dipped it in the sauce before going in my mouth. I watched them try to mimic me, but it was so comical I had to giggle. I said, "It takes practice, so if you want me to mix everything together next time, I will do that. It doesn't matter to me, like I said, I've had it both ways."

We ended up having a wonderful conversation with them asking me questions about my childhood and what it was like to live in the city. I was glad they were interested to learn about me growing up.

I watched both guys go back for seconds and by the time they finished, the bowl that once held the spaghetti was completely empty. There wasn't much sauce left over but there was enough to save for something else. Both guys complemented me on the sauce, but I reminded them the fresh homemade stuff would make them think they died and went to heaven.

The guys sat back in their chairs about the same time and said they were full. I told them, "I'm glad to hear that."

I stood up to clean the table off but both guys picked up their plates and brought them to the sink while I was drawing water to wash them. I started putting the dishes in the drainer and snake was right there to grab each one and dry it. Spike was behind me taking the dry plates and putting them in the cupboard where they belong. Needless to say, in no time at all, we had the dishes done, a bottle of beer in hand and the three of us headed for the porch.

Before I sat down, I let my shorts slide down my legs then picked them up and put them on the small table at the end of the swing. Spike and snake followed my actions and both of them were naked before they sat down.

I had picked up the portable phone as I walked through the living room. Once I was seated on the swing with my legs positioned for my guy's viewing pleasure, I dialed my mom's number. When she answered the phone I said, "Hi mom, it's Britt, how are you doing?"

Mom was surprised to hear from me, but she filled me in on everything that was happening in Cleveland. I listened to her like grandpa did when he had the phone the last time we talked to mom, near my right ear but not on it. In the still of the evening, both snake and grandpa could hear what she was saying to me. Once in a while they smiled when mom expressed her frustration about something in the city. Being a good daughter, I sympathized with her over some of the things she complained about.

She finally took a breath and asked me how things were going on the ranch. I smiled as I said, "Today is a big day for the Campbell Ranch, it has a new owner, well half owner or to say it right co-owners. Grandpa and I met with his lawyers this morning and we signed the papers making me half owner in the ranch. Isn't that great mom?"

We listened to mom being as gracious as she could in congratulating me on being a co-owner of the ranch.

I showed some excitement in my voice and said, "On top of that, my horse arrived today, and his name is Dustin. He is a descendent of Old Sorrel who was one of the top American Quarter Horses right here in Texas. He is beautiful mom. We went into town today and picked up my new saddle and all the other stuff I need to work the range. I'm going to get grandpa to saddle him up tomorrow so we can go for a ride."

"Oh, mom, I've been practicing with grandpa's .243 rifle and now I have one of my own. It's a .243 just like grandpa's rifle. I have a scabbard so when we do round up, I will have my rifle with me in case we come across some varmints as grandpa calls them. I can't wait to shoot my first varmint."

Mom tried her best to sound enthused as she congratulated me on my horse and getting a rifle to shoot varmints. She warned me to be careful with the gun. I assured her that grandpa gave me safety instructions before he let me fire his rifle and would probable give me more instructions.

I told her we were going to go into the city and grandpa was going to buy some cell phones so we could send her pictures of me when I get dressed up in my new country girl or cowgirl clothes with my boots and spurs on.

Again, we could hear the strain in mom's voice as she told me she couldn't wait to see pictures of me all dressed up. She said she would show the other ladies on the block my pictures when she got them.

Then I said, "Mom, the real reason I called you is to ask you a question about passing out during sex. I told her about enjoying sex with grandpa and ... well ... I don't remember much about what happened. Can I give grandpa the phone and let him explain it to you?"

Suddenly there was concern in mom's voice as she said, "Yes, honey, let me talk to my father and find out what happened."

I handed the phone to grandpa and he said, "Hello Brenda."

Mom was real pleasant as she asked, "What happened to Britt dad?"

"I know you know more about this stuff than I do, that's why I told Britt to call you so you can explain it to her. This morning I was giving her oral and she got really excited and apparently worked up a major orgasm to the point she squirted all over me and the bed before she passed out or blacked out or fainted. I don't know which. All I know was she was riding high and then nothing. She was out or non-responsive for almost ten minutes. I was holding her and calling her name, but nothing happened until she finally fluttered her eyes and asking what happened to her. She says she doesn't remember anything other than things started spinning and everything went black."

"Damn dad, you never gave me an orgasm like that. What were you doing before you started licking her pussy?"

"Well, the best I can remember, I told her she had a cute little ass and then one thing led to another and I ended up spanking her cute little ass, not hard mind you, but enough to leave some red handprints on her cheeks. Then I flipped her over and went face first into her pussy and attacked like ... well ... like I really love her and wanted to pleasure her the best way I know how. Things were going along nicely, and she was humping my tongue and then she squirted all over me, then just stopped moving. I thought her orgasm was over and she was resting because she was still breathing ok, fast and irregular but ok. But after a minute or so, I called her name and she didn't respond so I got up on the bed and saw her eyes were open, but nobody was home."

I picked her up and cradled her in my arms and started calling her name and the longer she didn't respond to me the louder I got. Snake was downstairs and rushed up to see what was wrong and both of us patted her hand and called her name. But when she was ready, her eyes fluttered, and she slowly came to. I mean my heart was in my throat because I've never seen a girl or woman do that before. I mean she was out of it."

"But when she came to, the first words out of her mouth was she had to pee. I carried her in the bathroom and she really did have to pee. Then I carried her downstairs and laid her on the couch, but she had to sit up and drink some coffee with us. Within a half hour we were putting on our boots and headed for the barn. Just like you were, she's a stubborn girl and insisted she had to go to the barn and help with chores. I stayed here this morning and did some of the chores so all she did was feed the animals."

"Like I said, I've heard of that stuff happening, but it's never happened to your ma, so I didn't know what exactly happened to her. But that's all the information about it. I hope you can explain it to her, so we'll know if it ever happens again. Britt told me in confidence that you and she have a no secret thing between you two. I hope I'm not violating that."

"No dad, you aren't violating anything. I'm so glad you told her to call me. I know you won't let anything happen to her and if I know you, you're probably stricter on her than I would be now that she's eighteen and out of school. Actually, I saw one of her friends the other day and she's going to have a baby and when I asked her if the father of her baby was going to marry her, she confided in me that she participated in a gangbang with ten guys so she has no idea who the baby's father is. All I can say is if Britt gets pregnant, she won't have to worry about who the father is, right dad?"

I snapped to attention as did grandpa and no one said a word which gave mom a chance to put one and one together before she said, "I hope you have the son you've always wanted dad."

Grandpa looked at me and I motioned for him to give me the phone. When he handed it to me, I said, "Mom, I'm back. How can you possibly come up with that conclusion when you are all the way out there in Cleveland and I'm a couple thousand miles away from you?"

"I'm your mother Britt. The way my father described what happened to you this morning and the love I clearly heard in his voice as he talked gave me a hint that he is in love with you. Then when he paused when I asked that question, I knew you are going to try to give him the son he's always wanted. I want you both to know that as hard as it's going to be to accept it, I give you my blessings and I look forward to enjoying my grandson when he arrives. The only thing I ask of you is that you keep me in the loop when you find out your pregnant. Have you thought about how illegal it is?"

"Yes, mom we have and because I was raised in the city where many of the girls in school dropped their panties for any guy and almost every guy, and one of them got her pregnant, I'm not going to have that problem."

"I will positively know who the father is, even if I won't be able to list him on the birth certificate. Yes, we've talked about all this and at first, he fought me all the way until I told him about not listing him on the birth certificate and that was legal because so many girls back home bragged about having fatherless babies, at school."

"We also discussed the fact that when our son gets old enough, we will explain our love for each other, and I do love him with all my heart mom, and why there isn't a father's name on his birth certificate."

"The best part is Dr. Lipstein told us about the HIPAA rules and since she is the only doctor and a midwife in the area, she will be the one to birth our child here in our home. No one but us will know except you, me, grandpa, snake and Dr. Lipstein."

"I see you have thought a lot about this haven't you Britt?"

"Yes, mom, I have. I love this man and I'm going to give him the son he's always wanted and maybe a daughter so the two of them can grow up together. Both you and I know what it's like to grow up as the only child, don't we mom?"

"Honey, did I ever tell you how much I love you?"

Grandpa signaled me to pass him the phone and when I did, he said, "Honey. Brenda, did I ever tell you how much I loved you and I still do with all my heart. I'm not trying to replace your mother because I've already told Britt that Maggie will always remain as my number one girl. If she wants me like she has professed, she'll have to accept being my number two girl."

When we heard mom's voice again, she was crying as she said, "Dad, I've always loved you and I love Britt just as equally. Dad, you have my blessing to go forward and try for your son and make me a grandmother while I am still young like you and mom were for Britt. I'm so sorry now for taking your granddaughter away from you and mom by being selfish and moving to the city far away from you. Will you ever forgive me dad?"

Grandpa had tears running down his cheeks and he choked up, but he was able to say, "Yes, Brenda. No matter where you are or how old you are, you will always be my baby girl. I am so damn proud of you being the person you are. You gave me a granddaughter just as strong willed as you were at her age, but she is the opposite of you. Thank you so much for giving me such a wonderful grandchild."

"Brenda, when it's time for Britt to give birth to our baby, I want you to be here with us to celebrate his birth. I want you to know your grandson."

"I will dad, I promise. I wouldn't miss that for the world. Both of you mean so much to me."

"Here talk to Britt again."

"I took the phone and said, "MOM, I love you so much."

"Britt, I'm so full of emotions now, my mind is ..."

I interrupted her saying, "I know mom, I feel the same way. I'm so far away from you, I wish you were here now so I could hug you and console you. But you know mom, you'd be hugging the naked me. I've stopped wearing clothes unless we have to go to town, or someone is coming over that we don't know."

"I am here for you Britt. Anytime you want to talk to me, please call me. You are my only baby and I love you as I'm positive your grandpa loves you. He is a very good man Britt, take care of him."

"I will mom. I love him with all my heart."

"Honey, I'm not going to say anything to your father about this conversation and I don't want you to either. When the time comes, we will welcome our grandchild into this world and celebrate the birth. If the question ever comes up, I'll handle your father. I need to get going sweetheart, your father will be home soon, and I need to get changed so we can get dinner."

"Mom, I love you and I appreciate you accepting my choice of my man. Goodbye mom, love you."

"Britt, I love you too, goodnight, love you."

I turned off the portable phone and looked at grandpa and snake. Grandpa stared at me and said, "How the hell did she do that?"

I was confused how mom came to her conclusion just like the other two sitting on the porch. All I could say was, "She's your daughter grandpa."

"The best part out of that whole conversation is when she blessed our relationship and she wants a healthy and happy baby from us. I agree totally. Oh, I just remembered, she never did tell you why you passed out this morning. Gheeeeezzzz, that girl ..."

"So now we can calm down and watch the sunset and enjoy the peacefulness of the ranch, unlike my mom."

There was silence for a while and as I moved back and forth in the swing l said, "One thing I'm not going to miss is the hustle and bustle of Cleveland. People move way to fast in the city and I've determined that I prefer this kind of life. It may be harder, but it is way better. That is if some son-of-a-bitch will turn the thermostat down."

Out of nowhere the guys started asking me more about my childhood. I gave them the best description I could of all the things I did through the years. Then they bombarded me with more questions. I had absolute fun telling them about the girl who was now naked, sitting on the porch of a Texas ranch with two older guys. That night we laughed at even the smallest things, while our friendship grew by leaps and bounds.

Grandpa reminded me that Bart Smith and his crew of girls would be coming out tomorrow to start the fireplace. I told him I remember and that wasn't going to change the way I dressed in the morning to do my chores. I told both my guys when Bart walked into the barn in the morning, he was not only going to see my small titties, but he was going to see my bald pussy as well. I told them I wasn't going to wear my shorts in an attempt to persuade the girls to work topless or naked out by the pond. I told grandpa and snake I wanted to finish my chores early but not to early so I could walk out to the pond and take a dip. I sat there and said, "If I go out there and go swimming, maybe the girls will join me, and I can convince them to invite their father into the water too."

"While I'm out there, I think I'll talk to Bart and see if he wants to bring his camper out to the pond for a few days and camp while he's building the fireplace. Do either of you know where we can find someone who has made picnic tables or would make a couple and bring them here."

"There is a carpenter in town." grandpa said, "I'm not sure if he makes picnic tables or not but I could call him."

"Would it be improper to call him now?" I asked.

"Not really," grandpa said, "If you want to get me the phone book, I'll look up his number and call him."

I went into the house and got the phone book out of his office and took it out to grandpa. I handed it to him, and he set the phone down and looked up the guy's number. He called him a few minutes later and told him who he was and asked if he could make a couple of picnic tables. The guy must have said yes because grandpa asked me, "How long do you think they should be."

I looked at snake who thought about it for a few seconds before he said, "Frank, I think they should be at least eight-foot-long for a tabletop and at least four foot wide. That way you can put the food down the middle of the table and have room on each side for people to put their drink and plate down."

Grandpa relayed the dimensions of the tables to the carpenter and he said, he could have them done tomorrow afternoon because he wasn't that busy presently. He said if we wanted them painted, it would be an extra day. He gave grandpa a final cost unpainted and painted so grandpa took the painted ones. The guy asked what color we wanted them painted and grandpa asked snake and me what color should the tables be painted. We decided on barnboard red or close to the color of a barn. Grandpa once again relayed the message and then thanked the carpenter. He told him to bring them out to the ranch when he had them finished. They said their goodbyes and grandpa disconnected the call.

I continued to swing slowly in the swing and both my guys were alternating between looking at the sunset and at my naked body. I loved being part of the evening scenery. But then I got an idea and said, "Hey, let's take a walk down the driveway."

Both guys looked at me but, in the end, they stood up and I stood up and away we went, with me in the middle, holding hands with my guys. We didn't go far, maybe we walked about fifteen minutes and then turned around and headed back to the house. As we neared the house, I stopped and hugged both of my guys at the same time. I filled my hands with an ass cheek from each of my men and I kissed one and them then the other, alternated back and forth. Each one of them massaged my ass cheeks while we stood together. I looked up at them and said, "Thank you for humoring me and taking a walk. I love both of you guys. We kissed a little more before we stepped apart.

Snake said it was time for him to head off to bed and dream about me, so the three of us walked until we were even with the porch before snake turned and kissed me again and said good night to both of us. Grandpa and I stood where we were and watched snake walk around the shed and disappear, before we turned and walked up on the porch. I collected the beer bottles and left the shorts on the porch. Grandpa picked up the phone and phone book and we walked into the house. I did what I normally do when I have beer bottles in my hand and when I walked back into the living room there was grandpa standing at the bottom of the stairs.

I stopped and reached my arms around his neck and said, "Kiss me lover boy, I need your love."

We stood there and kissed for a couple of minutes before I turned and headed up the stairs with grandpa close behind me. We made it to the bathroom where we took care of our business and brushed our teeth before we walked hand in hand into our bedroom. We got up on the bed and moved together for more kissing and wandering hands. I loved the feel of grandpa's calloused hands roaming all over my soft skin. His hands let me know I had a hard-working man in my arms, and not only did I feel loved, I felt safe. No boy my age could ever take the place of my man.

We made love, tender love to each other on this night and I was so overwhelmed with the love and caring my man showed to me. He made bells ring with the combination scintillation of nerve ends as both of us were luxuriating in every thrill. He was slow, he was gentle, he made me feel like a complete woman as I acquiesced his love for me. I knew immediately our love would be never-ending.

We slept soundly in each other's arms that night ...​