Fuck the second
I woke late the next day - not being on shift coupled with it being a Saturday meant I had a rare lie-in. In fact it was a car pulling away down the lane leading to the main road a mile or so away that roused me. A moment or two later there was a tap on the door and as it opened Julie's voice said, "Are you decent?" Then without waiting she came straight on in with my morning tea. I think we both blushed a bit as I sat up to hide my 'morning glory' but nothing more was alluded to so the moment passed.
"Karen's told us that you used to ride a year or so ago. I'm off to exercise my horse this morning, and Mum' said that she won't be riding this weekend. If you want to take her hunter out for exercise she's more than happy."
Now, up to this point Julie had always been the shy one of the family with me, and this was one of the longest pieces of conversation I'd had with her, and I hadn't even joined it. I asked when she was heading out and she told me she had planned to go in about half an hour.
"OK, I'd love to," I said, "I don't eat a lot of breakfast so I'll have a shower, finish my tea and join you at the stables."
"Oh, great," grinned Julie, "I'll go start saddling them both up," and she shot off out of the room, rather to my relief.
As I slipped out of bed I was aware of the smell of last night's great sex that still lingered in the room and as I opened the windows rather wider than before to let the smell of the farm come in I breathed an inward sigh of thanks that Angela, Julie and Skye's mother, hadn't come in as she usually did. I was going to have to do something with Skye's juicy odour if the evening's adventure was to be repeated as I hoped it might.
By the time I got down to the stables Julie had saddled up both horses and was just tightening the cinch on mine.
"Is Skye not coming as well?" I asked.
Julie just snorted derisively and muttered that since Skye had discovered that getting a man between her thighs was as pleasurable as it was, she didn't think of much else! She glanced at me with a slightly raised eyebrow as she said it.
I coughed and turned away to go climb up on my horse. She whinnied gently as I approached. As usual when I rode, I went to her head first, made eye-contact with those great brown eyes and stroked her nose. She nuzzled me gently and I knew we were in for a good workout together. Julie looked at me, head on one side a little, and grinned as she observed quietly that it was nice to see someone who treated their ride with respect, then she led off moving out of the farm yard down the back lane. We walked quietly together, side by side, until we reached an open gate that led into rough pasture that stretched up a hill that climbed gradually for about half a mile or so. I followed suit as Julie eased into a canter and thus we gently climbed the hill, easing back to a trot and then back down to a walk as we reached the top.
Turning her mount round to face back over the deep valley that now stretched out in front of us, Julie reined in and stopped.
