Carrie closed the front door of the house behind her and kicked off her cowboy boots. She stood just under 5'8" with long red hair that fell halfway to her ass, which was full and round and covered by a pair of tightly fitting blue jeans. She wore a western style button down shirt that couldn't quite hide the swell of her c-cup breasts.
She padded down the hallway that led to the master bedroom and passed through the bedroom and into the master bath. She started a bath running in the overly large claw foot tub that dominated one corner of the bathroom. She lit a few candles around the bathroom and dimmed the lights before returning to the bedroom to get undressed.
She moved to the foot of the queen-sized bed and sat down, slipping her socks off her feet. She unbuttoned her shirt and slid it off of her shoulders, revealing the blue under wire bra that cupped her breasts. She stood and unbuttoned her blue jeans and slid them down over her deliciously curvy hips and kicked them into the pile with her socks and shirt. She wasn't wearing any panties and she ran her fingers through her curly red pubic hair. She felt a strong desire to let her fingers slip lower to caress her pussy lips and to massage her clit, but even more she wanted it to be his fingers that brought her pleasure tonight so she resisted the urge to pleasure herself. She reached a hand behind her and deftly unhooked her bra and slid it off and onto the pile of clothes on the floor before returning to the bathroom.
She checked the temperature of the water in the bath before shutting off the faucet. She took a bottle of bath oil from a shelf hanging near the bath and poured some into the water, filling the room with the faintest scent of strawberries. She swirled the water around with her hand before she stepped into the tub and slowly eased herself into the water, sighing with pleasure as the warm water enveloped her body. She slid down into the relaxing bath until just her head and the tops of her shoulders were above the water.
Carrie lay her head back against the lip of the tub and closed her eyes, letting the warm water ease the stiffness in her muscles. She had been out riding along the fences all day checking them and repairing them when needed. She loved to ride her horses, and loved the ranch she owned with her husband. Together they had turned 120 acres of South Dakota plains near the badlands into a small but profitable business.
No one had expected Keith, her husband, to make much or a rancher, or much of a husband for her. They had come from completely different backgrounds. She had grown up on a ranch in eastern Oregon and known a life of wealth and influence in the place where she was raised. He on the other hand had grown up in a middle class family in the suburbs of St. Paul Minnesota. They had met late one night in an online chat room. They were both lonely, just looking for people to talk to and fate drew them to the same chat and they started talking.
Most people laugh at online romances, not believing that they can be real, or that they can work, and many of their friends said as much. But the wedding came and went and they bought the ranch and moved to South Dakota together.
Keith took to ranching like a horse to apples and sugar cubes. What he lacked in experience he made up for in enthusiasm. Carrie soon taught him just about everything she knew about running a ranch and he was quickly picking up on the rest. In just a few short years they had made enough to pay off the mortgage and to look at buying some more land to expand the ranch and build an addition to the house for the children they soon hoped to have.
Carrie let her thoughts wander between how she had come to be here with the man she loved and the future they were building. Her hands absently caressed her skin lightly, making haphazard strokes on her stomach, arms and legs. She was so lost in thought that she didn't hear Keith come home and into the bathroom. He stood in the doorway for a moment, just admiring how beautiful his wife looked laying there in the tub, relaxed and peaceful, her hand gently caressing her body.
He walked over and knelt by the tub, grabbing a lufful from near the tub and pouring a little bit of soap on it. He briefly dunked it under the water before bringing it to her shoulder, gently scrubbing the smooth skin. She stirred from her thoughts a little, not quite sure if what she was feeling was real. He moved the lufful down her arm, slowly cleaning every inch of skin.
She opened her eyes, looking at his hands lovingly washing her body. She followed his arms with her eyes until she was looking into his hazel eyes. He looked back at her, staring deep into her green eyes, telling her how much he loved her without saying a word. He went back to scrubbing her skin and she laid her head back against the lip of the tub, enjoying the feeling of his hands caressing her.
He washed her other arm and shoulder, then his hands moved down her chest, softly running the lufful across her breasts. Her nipples reacted by hardening and sticking out from the firm flesh of her breasts. She let out a small moan, silently willing him to keep his hands there and fondle her breasts and play with her nipples, but he kept his hands moving lower, washing her stomach and sides. He then washed her legs starting at her left foot, slowly scrubbing up her leg to her hip. Then he washed her right leg, again starting at her foot, saving her inner thigh for last, softly running the lufful across the soft skin, moving slowly upward from her knee until his hand reached the very top of her thigh, causing her to sigh. Last he ever so gently scrubbed her pubic mound and ran the lufful across her pussy lips a couple of times ever so lightly, drawing another moan from her lips.
He took the fingers of one of her hands in his and pulled on her arm gently, coaxing her to sit up. She complied grudgingly, pulling her knees up to her chest and wrapping her arms around them, laying her head on her knees. He efficiently scrubbed her back, starting at the shoulders and working his way down across her shoulder blades and down to the small of her back and to the tops of her butt cheeks.
"There all clean." He said, his voice soft.
She sighed a little, opening her eyes to look at him. "Get in here with me, love."
