Everyone having sex is at least 18. This is a work of fiction. I made it all up. This story more so than most of my writing is proof that I write fiction. That means that no, I am not in the Army, I don't live in Canada, I have never been on a dog sled, and this story will most likely never happen. It is a heck of a story, so check reality at the door and enjoy it for what it is.
Warning: this is a self-edited story. I do use Grammarly to help reduce my ability to murder the English language. Special thanks to goducks1 for his help.
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Chapter 23 -- A Horse Ride
Brian's point of view:
We spend a good month planning everything out. It takes another three months to get the construction equipment and materials to us. The barn is the first thing to go up. The horses will be needed to help move supplies around and pull the rope for the crane they constructed. We won't let them cut down any trees. That slows them down, costs us more, but damn, in the end, we will have one hell of a view outside.
Penny is infuriating at times. Some things just don't matter. Yet she insists that everything be the best money can buy. The lodge is strengthened to hold the extra weight and custom windows are flown in. All the fixtures are the finest available. Items are coming from all over the world. It seems like every week we have a barge coming in with a ton of materials, food, and furnishings. We are practically a 5-star hotel now. I can't believe the money she put into the cabins where we will rarely sleep.
She hired excellent people. We converted a spare bedroom into a conference room so Penny and I can do psych visits. It has been an enormous help with the architects and construction companies as well. That part has been worth every cent. We now interview people via the video conference system using Skype.
Since the stables are going up first, she needs her people immediately, and she hires a consultant to find the horses. Penny has her own vocabulary, but in my words, she needs riders and pullers. We need wagons, buggies, saddles, and all kinds of stuff I didn't even know had a name. She built a mini blacksmith to do demos, and to make things we need. Parts are hard to come by out here. Her guy can now make some of that stuff.
With all the people working on site now, more accidents and sickness need addressing making Kim rather busy. When I do see Penny, she is never far from her horse. The shy and meek Penny is slowly eroding away. A more confident and outgoing Penny is emerging. Kim, Mary, and Penny are now effectively running the businesses.
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Life is horrible right now. Construction started on the lodge, our home. We had a few cabins built near our lake, and we are living there for now. Mary's parents are back at their home since all the bedrooms are torn apart. Mary and Penny are sharing a cabin, and neither is complaining. I believe they are keeping each other satisfied.
We set up a storage building as a makeshift cafeteria for the construction workers and ourselves since the kitchen is torn up. We sit outside at picnic tables. Fall is here, so the mornings can be a bit cold. At least we aren't in tents like the workers.
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It's Saturday morning, and Penny has us all up early. She is excited. I assume she has news for us, something is done again.
Penny is all smiles at the table, "After breakfast, I'm kidnapping all of you. You all have been dislodged from your homes, eating this terrible food, and working your asses off. Today, you get to see the fruits of your labors. I've re-arranged your schedules, and everyone knows to call the satellite phone if there is an emergency. This weekend we'll have fun."
She wouldn't say anything after that.
After breakfast, she leads us behind a building and standing there are a pair of enormous horses, Clydesdales. You know the horse, they pull beer wagons, play, and make cute commercials. They are magnificent animals. They are decked out in bells and beautiful harnesses. They are pulling a "bus." It's a wagon that sits low so you can step into it. It carries about twenty people, and there are two wagons. We don't need two wagons, but the effect is cool and shows us she can take forty people at a time.
The wagons are painted and look awesome. Yellow and red paint with lots of wood showing. The wheels are rubber, and I noticed that there are shock absorbers to help soften the ride. Seat belts keep people in their seats. Good. We get in, Penny is with us. Two of her men are driving. Along the way they ask for our names, where are we from, how long are we staying. They point out unique things along the way. I never paid attention to any of those things before.
There is a place where the view makes two trees look like an X. There are views of a lake and a meadow as well. They point out the tree and flower types along our trek. A hawk is in the air, it's location and name are pointed out as are all animals on our journey. I notice that there is a dog by the drivers, so I ask about that. Mary allocated and trained a dog specifically for the wagons. No kidding. Before we know it, we are at the stables.
The horses are already saddled up and loaded with gear. The same dog comes with us. However, before we can go out, we take a course on how to handle a horse, how to treat it well, how to show your happiness, and what to do if trouble comes along. Then each of us must go through an obstacle course before we can go. We all do well.
By the time we hit the trail, I feel comfortable with my horse and my ability to control her. Kim got a horse that didn't like her. The guide was checking for that, so they exchanged horses. They explain that horses are like people, sometimes two just don't like each other. The next horse was awesome.
Each rider has lunch in the saddlebags. At lunch, we just happen to stop at the top of a hill overlooking a lake. The view is stunning. The guide sat out two large blankets for us to enjoy our lunch on. Penny pointed out that had it been raining, they have a dining tarp they can put up. We continue riding through the forest, and it is getting dark, yet we aren't close to the stables.
Penny can see me thinking and explains that this is the overnight trip, the longest they have right now. We pull up for the evening at a point where the lake empties to a small stream. We tie up the horses. There is a small building for feed, cots and to hold the tents. Behind the building is a ton of cut firewood. Some firewood is in the building, just in case it rains. When I say building, I am generous. It's a sturdy five-foot square structure tied up to a pair of trees. On top of a small hill is a big firepit lined with stones along with some split and sanded logs to sit on. They have done an excellent job.
The guide cooks us dinner over the fire as he tells stories. This is a whole new level of guide. Easily blows away the ones I have hired. On the other hand, this is more of a guided tour. My guides specialize in finding things to hunt. I think they could be more like the guides Penny has though. I will have to work on that. We finish dinner as the sun is going down over the hill on the opposite side of the lake. Perfect placement for this camp.
Kim comments, "You put a lot of thought into the lunch and overnight spots, didn't you?"
Penny looks stunned that Kim is talking to her but quickly recovers, "We spent a week searching for good views in the right areas. We had to adjust the trail in the end to match the locations. These are just too good." She now addresses all of us. "You're all probably a bit sore from the bumping, and some of you may be horny as hell. Depending on your body and the saddle, sometimes it hits just right. Anyone ready to hump a friend?"
Mary screams out, "OH MY GOD! I'm ready to fuck a tree. Almost immediately the saddle was crunching my vagina, like you said, in just the right way. It was crazy. I apologize now for all the screaming I will do later."
We all giggle at her.
Penny continues, "Cots are nice for sleeping on, sex is better on the ground. If anyone's a bit sore, sleep on your side, your rear end needs a rest tonight."
I ask, "When did you get a dog? Or is that a guide dog?"
Penny smiles at me, "This is one weird dog. He loves horses and horse shit." A round of 'Ewwww' goes around. "Yup, almost every day I have to clean him. He just showed up one day and wanted to be up by the driver. Mary gave me a dog, but this one drove the other one off. He wanted this assignment.
