Richard and I hitched the horses to the wagon while Ma fixed a gift basket to take to Mrs. Hester. She was very excited; it had been quite awhile since she had the opportunity to make a social call. I could tell Ma was also very nervous, not sure how they would be received, naked, by the widow Hester. It had also been a long time since she'd been in "civilized society," but she remembered well how people tended to be judgmental, especially the women.
It was a little after eight in the morning when they left, planning to arrive at Mrs. Hester's between 9:30 and 10:00. They weren't in any hurry, and as always, the sun was shining in the desert.
The next time we saw them, we were tending to their injuries. This is how Ma told the story:
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"Elizabeth and I had a nice talk on the way to Mrs. Hester's. We stopped when we got to the edge of her yard, still not sure how she would react to two naked women in a wagon. No one else was around; all the 'hands were out working," I explained.
"We pulled the wagon up in front of the big house, and an elegant lady came out on the porch, and said, 'Good morning, ladies, and welcome to my ranch.' We felt relieved right away. She called us ladies, even though we sat right there in front of her, bare-ass naked."
"We got down, and Elizabeth tied the horses to the post. We introduced ourselves, and Mrs. Hester invited us to sit in the shade with her on the large veranda. A black servant in a suit and white gloves brought coffee out and set it down between us. It was obvious he wasn't sure how to act around us; he kept his eyes down as he moved about the porch. Mrs. Hester noticed, too, and smiled at us as he hurried back in the house."
"My cowhands told me they'd never seen totally naked women until they went to your place. I'm pretty sure Chester hasn't either. The fact is, I can't recall ever seeing full-on naked ladies before, either. I was an only child, raised on a ranch. Then when I married Mr. Hester, we built this ranch together, and I haven't spent much time away from it for the past 36 years. We were never blessed with children. So I haven't seen much of anybody, except cowhands, and they don't run around naked. This is all new to me, too. I hope you'll excuse my curiosity, but there's so much I want to ask you both," Mrs. Hester put it in plain words right from the beginning. "Please, enjoy your coffee while we talk. You'll be able to stay for lunch, won't you? Chester's prepared roast chicken with potatoes and carrots."
"That sounds very nice, Mrs. Hester. We're in no hurry and glad you invited us for a visit. We don't get out much, either," I told her. "This is the first time Elizabeth and I have been off the ranch since, well, since the whole naked thing began. I wasn't sure how we'd be received, especially by another woman. It always seemed like they were more disapproving of such things than men."
"It seems silly to continue being formal under the circumstances. Please call me Evelyn. And help me get out of this confounded dress!" she ordered.
Elizabeth and I were stunned. We'd only been there a few minutes, and Mrs. Hester, Evelyn, wanted to sit there undressed, too! She saw the looks on our faces, and laughed politely. "It's quite alright, ladies. I've had plenty of time to think about this since I first heard Luther and Luke talking in the shed. I'm 54 years old and I've survived all this time in this god forsaken desert, with snakes and scorpions and Indians and Mexicans and outlaws. Somehow I managed not to get raped thus far. But you know as well as I that if they were going to rape me, I'd end up naked anyway. At my age, I reasoned that I have nothing left to be afraid of. I might as well be naked, too, and save them the effort of ruining a perfectly good dress."
She stood, turned around and lifted her hair above the clasp on her dress. "You might want to be quick about it," Evelyn chuckled. "I could still lose my nerve. I've certainly never done anything like this before. Although Mr. Hester and I were... what you would call 'active' he rarely saw me completely naked. At least, not in the daylight."
I reached up and undid the clasp and buttons down the back of her dress. Elizabeth stood in front and helped her remove her shoes and stockings. When the dress cleared the bustle, she stepped out of it and helped us remove the bustle. "I think I can take it from here," she offered.
Elizabeth and I sat back in our chairs while Evelyn turned back to face us. She hesitated, took a deep breath and lifted her chemise over her head. Evelyn had large but rather thick breasts. She stuck her thumbs in the sides of her pantaloons and yanked them to her feet. She smiled at us and said, "Now, we're on equal terms."
We all laughed at that; Evelyn took very little time to make us feel comfortable and welcome at her place. She stood in front of her chair so we could look at her body. Her tits sagged almost to her belly button, with large, very dark areoles and big nipples sticking straight out, easily thicker than the tip of my thumb.
She was a tall but thin woman. Her belly had a very slight pooch to it; her hips and thighs were slender and tight. It was obvious she'd led an active life; there was no flab on this woman at all. Her pubic hair was brown and kind of wispy; not very thick. Evelyn saw us staring and lifted her tits then fluffed her pubic hair. "I was starting to sweat in that dress and it's not even noon yet. I never gave it any thought before, but it is much cooler with nothing on, isn't it?"
I agreed that was one of the advantages. "How do you think Chester and your hands are going to take to seeing you naked, Evelyn?" I asked her.
"Well, I suppose it's something they'll have to get used to. They've already seen both of you naked, and from what they've told me, very close views. Is it a fact they all... did each of you?" she asked.
I looked at Elizabeth before answering Evelyn. Being naked was one thing; inviting a bunch of cowhands to fuck us was something quite different. Before we came over, Luther and Luke encouraged us to be honest with their boss lady. The time had come to be candid about everything.
"Yes, Evelyn, what they told you is true. Elizabeth and I encouraged your boys to come back for a picnic and fuck us." I figured there would be no additional harm to using that term. I was pretty sure she must have overheard her hands say it more than once.
"I could tell when they got back something happened. They were all giddy as hell, and in great moods since. Luther's always been one of my favorites; loyal and honest as they come, so I had no reason to doubt his story. I just wanted to hear you say it, too, so I knew you would be honest with me as well."
"They did each of us, a couple of times." She wanted the truth, so I obliged.
"Luther and I had a long talk out here on the porch after they returned. I trust him without question. He told me you were both kind, fine ladies. Luther also said you took the time to teach them about a woman's body, all the parts, what felt good and so on. Before you, uh... fucked them, I understand you let them inspect and touch you... all over." Evelyn was indeed curious, but I saw no reason not to be completely blunt.
