Friday . . . Ray was still avoiding Ava like she had a deadly strain of COVID. Considering that, Ava knew he wasn’t going to pull himself together to go to Dax’s game in Columbus. It was a two hour drive from Townsend. Ava and Tom rode with Jesse in his green Jeep Cherokee. When they got to the school, all the usual suspects were there to watch Dax play - Gill, Jock, Lance, John, Gable, Joe, Bobby, and Kyle along with two extra hands, Matt and Josh. The game between Columbus Cougars and Broadwater Bulldogs began with a kick-off to the Cougars. The first two quarters were rough on the Bulldogs. The Cougars weren’t playing around with them. One of the linebackers on the Bulldog side got injured. EMTs carried him off the field on a stretcher. No one was sure what was wrong with him. When half-time came along, the score was 28 to 7, Cougars had a good lead on the Bulldogs. Ava was actually worried that the Bulldogs might lose their first gam
“It sure is taking a long time for the boys to come out here,” Ava commented. “They’ve been in the locker room for a little over an hour. It usually doesn’t take Dax that long to take a quick shower and change.” Jesse looked at his new Rolex. Then he looked around the paved parking lot. A lot of vehicles were sitting idle. Most of them he recognized. A lot of family members were still waiting for their son or nephew to come out so they could go home. “Shit. You’re right. And I know exactly what has happened.” “What?” “The fifth quarter,” Jesse answered as he quickly opened the driver side door. Before he could hop out to look for Dax, he saw a bunch of Bulldog jerseys running like hell to the parking lot. “Dax!” Jesse yelled. Damn. I had a feeling those sore losers still wanted a piece of those boys. I should have waited for Dax at the locker room doors and made him come with me. The last thing he nee
Saturday . . . Ray couldn’t avoid Ava forever – and he was starting to feel like a coward for doing so. He put on his big boy pants and went downstairs for breakfast. In his case, his big boy pants were a pair of dark denims. At the very least, he was looking forward to Ava’s cooking. What he had eaten during the past few weeks had been great – better than great. She could really burn in the kitchen. He began smelling food once he entered the living room. Smells like either bacon or sausage. Nice start to the day. Ray wasn’t sure what had happened last night at Dax’s game. He was in bed by the time they got home. He remembered the last time he had checked it was twelve-thirty. So they had to get home sometime after that. Ray hoped it was a good sign that they had won.He waltzed into the kitchen. “Good – what the hell happened to you?” he asked with shock as he looked at his eldest son.Dax had a shiner so bad his eye was cl
Ava and Hawk Calhoun had strode into the Town Club in Three Forks, a town thirty-three minutes from Townsend, arm in arm. A few guys greeted Hawk as soon as they had walked in. Hawk had introduced her to them and then they had grabbed a table for two in a nice cozy corner. They ordered beer, wings, and potato wedges. Hawk’s brother, Colt, had picked Ava up at the ranch. He had driven their brand new black Wagoneer 4x4. Hawk had said they had bought it for the ranch but had found it practical for long trips. Colt had driven it tonight to fetch Ava because it was the one SUV the brothers knew that the Steeles weren’t familiar with - yet. Colt had driven Ava to The Cowboy Saloon parking lot where Hawk was waiting for her in his white Chevrolet Silverado. From there they rode to Three Forks. Colt had said he would meet them in an hour or so to play pool. “There’s something I’ve been dying to ask you since I meet you in the parking lot to come here,” Ava
It was only nine o’clock when they left the Town Club. Belle had suggested going to The Cowboy Saloon in Townsend to dance. “I’m game if a fight isn’t going on when we get there,” Colt said. “What do you say, Ava? If you’re tired, we can get you home instead of –” Hawk began. “No way,” Ava interrupted. “I haven’t had this much fun since . . . the accident. Let’s go.” Hawk grinned. “Great. Maybe we can finally have that dance.” Ava smiled. “I’m up for the challenge, Mr. Calhoun.” Thirty minutes later they waltzed into the saloon. It seemed like everything was fine and everyone was having a good time. It was really crowded – a lot more than last time. They grabbed a booth and ordered beers. They talked for twenty minutes until a line dance song began to play. The Cowboy Hustle. Ava was happy to learn a new line dance. She was beginning to like country music – or she was getting used to it. A
Jesse Steele laid flat on his back in bed as Connie rode astride his crotch. She was a little hefty – a good size sixteen, but as long as the tits were big he didn’t mind a woman having a little extra weight. And Connie’s tits fit his criteria. At an earthquaking size DD, Connie’s breasts swayed and bounced as she did. Her nipples were the color and size of nickels. The other thing that made the sex out of this world with her was that her pussy was tight and juicy wet. “That’s it. Keep going, honey,” Jesse groaned as the bed squeaked. He had been meaning to get a new box spring but he had been busy. Truth was he was putting it off because he had come to like the squeaking when he was fucking. It was like a gauge telling him how fast he was going. Some of his girls liked it, too. Two of them had said it was like having soothing music in the background during the act. What wasn’t like music was his cell ringing. “Damn it,” he said through
“Put that thing away before someone gets hurt,” Ava ordered harshly. She couldn’t believe Ray pulled a gun on them – or rather Hawk. She knew that’s who he was aiming at. “What the hell are you doing on my property at this time of night, Calhoun?” Ray asked, while aiming the shot gun at him. “Ugh, hell,” Colt groaned as he and Belle came out of the darkness. “Just escorting a lady to her door, Steele. No harm done,” Hawk answered coolly. For a man who had a gun pointing at him, he was cool as a cucumber in the refrigerator. “Well, she’s at her door. Time to go,” Ray said nastily. His jaw was hard as stone. “Hawk, his property, his rules,” Colt said cautiously. “Yeah, yeah, yeah,” Hawk slurred as he put his huge hat on. He turned to Ava. “Goodnight, Miss Ava. It’s been a real pleasure. Hopefully, we can go out again soon.” “I hope so,” she whispered. This was so embarrassing. As
The next morning . . . Ray could and couldn’t believe he lost control last night – again. He couldn’t help it. Ava had looked so damn tantalizing in a mini skirt and a tight as hell white T-shirt. Then again, she looked tantalizing in almost everything she wore – even sweatpants. As Ray showered, he remembered the sweet smell of Ava’s sex. It made him so hard that he had to lube up with soap to get a quick release. It was hell working a ranch and attending to other responsibilities with blue balls. With his mind clear and his body clean, he exited the shower, dried off, and got dressed – a long-sleeved, dark blue shirt with thin white stripes and blue jeans. When Ray got to the living room, he smiled. He could always smell what Ava was cooking by the time he got to the living room. He kept walking until he got to the kitchen. Jesse was gracing their table this morning. Tom was chattering away about a new boy scout badge he wa
Ray had won first place for bull riding and breakaway roping. He had two blue ribbons and nine thousand dollars in prize money. “I had no idea the prize money was so substantial in a rodeo,” Ava said as they walked upstairs at The Coyote Bluff Estate. Ray nodded. “Contestants can win up to ten to twelve thousand, depending on how many people are in the contests and how many there are in.” “Wow,” Ava mumbled. They got outside of their rooms. “So . . . would you like to come to my room tonight?” Ray asked. Ava’s body tingled all over at the proposition. “Yes. Just let me grab some things, and I’ll be right over.” **** Ray had taken off his boots and socks. His clothes were dusty and dirty and so was he. He had asked Ava to give him a half hour to take a quick shower. He didn’t want to smell like horse sweat and dust
What the hell was I thinking? I haven’t rode a bull in five years. The same for barrel racing. Roping a calf? I do that all the time. But the other things I’m rusty on. I gotta be. I’m older now, too. I could break my damn neck out there. But it was too late now. Ray had paid the entry fees for the three contests and met Lou’s new wife, all the while Ava looked up at him dreamily like a teenage girl who had a big crush. He couldn’t back out. He would look like a coward if he did. And he didn’t want to disappoint Ava. She seemed excited at the prospect of him possibly breaking his neck in the arena. Nathan and Kevin had congratulated Ray and Ava on their new relationship. And asked about how the rest of the football season went for the Broadwater Bulldogs. They had nearly flipped out of their boots when Ray had told them the Bulldogs had won the championship game. Then they had hooted and hollered when Ray told them how well Dax had played that nigh
Ava finished getting ready as quick as she could. She couldn’t wait for Ray to come back over. So, she went to his door. Ray opened it with a smile. “Couldn’t wait to see me again, huh?” He wore a maroon-colored long sleeve shirt with pearl snap buttons and black jeans. Ava grinned. “I always love to see you and as fast as I can, but . . . I came over instead of waiting for you because I had another memory as I was getting dressed. This was the first memory she has told him about in a while. She hadn’t told him about the last few. “Oh?” Ray said as he stood aside, letting her in. Ava walked in as she told him about what she had remembered. “I could have been to Townsend before. I mean . . . the woman invited me to her wedding to a man with the last name Townsend. He could be a descendant of the founder of the town. Or a descendant of someone who lived in the town when it was first established.” “Hmm. I don’t know,
Ava was practically purring like a cat that was being rubbed the right way when Ray began moving up her body. He couldn’t hold out anymore. His goal was to give her as much pleasure as he could as a reward for being so patient while he sorted himself out. Ray hadn’t meant to make her cum so early like that, but the sound of her moans – and knowing he was the cause of it made him want to prove that he could satisfy her. And he was about to do it again whether she was ready or not. Ray got on his knees and lifted one smooth, luscious leg and placed it against him. Ava sultrily widened the other, knowing what he was about to do. He grabbed his manhood and placed the tip at her opening. Then he pushed in. “Uh,” Ava moaned as he slowly entered her soaking, wet pussy. Ray tried going slow at first since she was so tight, but something rose up in him. Like an animal had awakened in him that smelled a hottie in heat. He began thrusting in her –
Ava pulled out of the kiss. “Kissing me isn’t going to fix this, Ray.” He released her. “I know,” he said as he entered the room, making her walk backwards a few steps. Once he had enough room, he turned to close the door and secured the deadbolt. “Oh, no,” Ava began sternly. “You’re not staying so we can talk. I’m done, Ray.” “I know,” he said as he took of his coat and black Stetson. As he tossed the hat on the desk and the coat on the chair, Ava said, “I mean it. Don’t get comfortable because you are not staying. I mean it.” “I know.” He loosened the first top buttons of his shirt then he had the nerve to sit on the edge of the king size bed. “What the hell are you doing?” “Taking my boots off,” he answered like there was nothing unorthodox about what he was doing. “Why are you – I don’t care why just leave them on and get out.” Ava walked to the other side of the room.
“Hey, Ray,” Troy greeted as he approached. “Hey. You guys have fun?” Ray asked and sipped his scotch. “Oh, yeah. It was great. Me and my friends were talking and we hoped Ava would come with us tonight to a club.” “What she say?” “I don’t know, yet. My friends are asking her now but I had a feeling she wouldn’t say yes unless it’s okay with you.” “Oh. Well, if she really wants to go –” “You’ll be okay with that?” “Yeah.” “There’s just one thing, though.” “What?” “Um . . . do you mind staying behind? No offense. You’re a really cool guy but it would be pretty awkward to go to a nightclub with someone’s dad.” “What?” Ray said as his eyes narrowed. “Look, I’m sure you and Ava came up here to spend some father/daughter time together and I – I mean we don’t want to interfere in that, but, surely, you can give her one night out with peop
The Coyote Bluff Estate was more beautiful in person than it was online. Snow covered the landscaping. It was a huge log cabin home that was turned into a getaway. The two owners were friendly. They took them on a quick tore inside and then showed them to their rooms. Ava’s room was across the hall from Ray’s. They had lunch an hour before they had gotten to their location. So, they decided to get back in the truck and look around at the sites. Apparently, Ray hadn’t been to Kalispell in ten years. He had said a lot had changed since then. They took a tour of Glacier National Park to look at the scenery and the wildlife. When they had finished with that, they had gone to The Montana Club Restaurant for dinner. During dinner, Ray opened up to her, telling her more about his parents and grandparents.After dinner, they went back to the estate. It was almost eight o’clock.As they walked to their rooms, Ava said, “I have to say you seem more . . . relaxed than usual.”“Oh? We
Two days later . . . After dinner, Ray was packing what he needed for his trip with Ava. They were leaving in the morning around nine. They had told the boys they were going on a short trip together and would be back sometime Sunday. Jesse was in attendance for dinner tonight. They seemed to be fine with it. Dax and Tom had wished them a good time. Jesse was milling around in Ray’s bedroom like he used to when he was a teen, looking over him as he packed and asking a bunch of annoying questions. “Did you buy new drawls?” Jesse asked as he paced by Ray for the tenth time. “No. Why do I need new drawls? What I got is fine.” “No holes in them?” “No!” “Skid marks the washing machine couldn’t get out?” “Shit no, Jesse!” Ray shouted. “Now, if that’s all, can you get the hell out of here!” “One more thing.” Jesse rounded around him as he reached in his pocket. He pulled som
Two days later . . . Ray was in the stables preparing Nicklaus for travel tomorrow. For the first time he was being put out to stud. Ray was going to send him to the man that liked Nicklaus more than Whisper, the Albano, he had originally wanted to put out to stud. “I’ve seen her, buddy,” Ray said as he packed up Nicklaus’s favorite feed in the corner for the boys to take when they backed up the truck. “You’ll love her. Trust me.” The horse snorted nastily. “Hey,” Ray eased out as he stood straight from bending over. “I wouldn’t lie to you.” Nicklaus blinked. He had a solid shiny, brown coat along with a long, brown mane and tail. “Are you nervous?” The horse turned his head a little. “There’s a first time for everyone, buddy. Just . . . take your time. Let her feel you out and you feel her out.” Nicklaus turned back to him. “I know you weren’t expecting