A cold chill blew across the dusty ground of the small Nebraska farm. Sarah shivered despite herself looking up into the early morning sky. She noted the rise of the sun, its warmth invigorating her and sending the chill away into a distant memory.
Just as he had done; she thought.
Henry, Yes that was his name, the strange drifter who had recently entered her life. Who had shown her who she really was. She'd always be thankful for everything he had shown her. She was far from being a virgin, but he'd made her feel as such, the other night in the barn when he'd taken her into his arms.
Oh and what arms, such a strong man. She'd never been attracted to the "Strong Man" type before. Preferring the pretty boys of the local college football team. Everything about him was different from the norm, deep black hair, piercing blue eyes. Oh what eyes, you could lose yourself into those eyes so easily. The final wisps of that chill wind reminded her to stop daydreaming about yesterday and to make her way to the barn. After all, the work of a farm never stops and no-one else is going to do it.
Crossing the wooden doorway into the barn, Sarah stopped short. There he was again. HENRY!; She shouted in glee as she threw herself into his arms. He'd told her yesterday that he had to leave, that he would not be returning for quiet some time, yet here he was.
Samuel barely reacted in time.
'So my brother has been through here, he thought to himself as he recovered from Sarah's excited embrace.
Examining the buxom farm hand as she moved back from him. 'This could be interesting' he coldly thought. Noting her overtly large breasts heaving, rising and falling with her quick excited breathing.
"Well don't just stand there staring at my tits, Kiss me!" Sarah said as she moved to embrace him. As soon as their tongues met, she felt there was something wrong. Something different, she tried to dismiss the feeling, but as she continued to press the kiss, It just wasn't the same as before. It felt cold, and distant. Like he was angry with her.
"What's wrong Henry?" she asked after releasing him.
He told her nothing was wrong that he was just a bit startled.
She took his hand and pulled him over to a large pile of hay in the back of the barn. Yes she had chores to do, but they could wait.
Seeing where this was leading too, Samuel decided to play along. She was quiet nice and he could see what his brother had seen in her. They preceded her a good few inches and bobbed up and down perfectly in time with her steps. Reaching the pile of hay Samuel spun Sarah around on her heels, kissing her more passionately this time.
Again Sarah could not understand it, it just didn't feel right! It looked like Henry. Tasted like Henry, but something in the way he kissed was not Henry. But his kisses were having an effect on her. She could feel the moist heat spreading between her legs. Not as instant as the night before, but she was already ready.
Pushing her on her rump hard. Samuel stood above the startled Sarah and started to undo the buttons on his trousers.
"Now my dear you shall feel a real man" he said as he released his straining member.
This was not Henry! "Who are you? Your NOT Henry" she shouted up at him.
"You're right I'm not Henry, but I'm going to have you anyway!" Samuel gloated as he lowered himself onto the now struggling Sarah. Stop it! My Brother sure knows how to pick them!".
At hearing this was Henry's brother Sarah momentarily stopped her struggling. This was all Samuel needed and had Sarah's skirts over her head. Pushing her legs high in the air he entered her with no remorse. She was dripping wet and he felt the familiar sensation of himself being in wet heat in a vice grip.
"NNoooo" Sarah screamed as she felt him push himself into her.
Covering her mouth with his. Samuel began to push himself more and more into her unwilling body.
