The water felt amazing, well worth the hot trek through the woods to the stream, Amy Holston decided as she glided through the water like a water nymph. Turning over, she backstroked back the way she had come, enjoying the summer sun on her bare breasts. The best part of swimming here in this secluded little corner of her uncle’s ranch: clothing was optional.<\/p>\n
She has been coming to the ranch since she was seven, spending her summer vacations helping her Uncle Tim take care of his horses. Mucking out stalls and grooming horses probably didn’t seem like a vacation to most girls but she has loved horses since she was really young. Even as a teenager now, she still loved them and she knew the hard, less than pleasant work of keeping the majestic animals came with the joy of riding them.<\/p>\n
Amy was ten when she first discovered this deep hole in an otherwise shallow stream that cut through one corner of her uncle’s ranch. She hadn’t had her bathing suit, but that didn’t stop her from jumping right into the cool green water. It was her first-time skinny dipping but not her last. Not by a long shot.<\/p>\n
A young Amy had seen a bathing suit as an inconvenience, but as she had gotten older and became more aware of her body, skinny dipping had taken on a different appeal. Being naked was dangerous and exciting, thrilling. The risk of getting caught was minimal since this part of the stream was on private property, but there was still enough of a chance to get her heart racing.<\/p>\n
A few minutes ago, when she had stepped out of her shorts and pulled her t-shirt over her head, a naughty shiver had worked up her spine as she stood naked under the morning sun. No one was around to see her long legs, her pert backside, her taut stomach or her small, proud breasts. She had shivered again, wondering what she would do if someone ever did catch her.<\/p>\n
On more than one occasion, she had fantasized about just strolling out of the water, proud and free in her nakedness. Amy didn’t know if she had the guts actually to do it if she ever did get caught, but the little fantasy never failed to get her all hot and bothered. Just thinking about it now was making her horny. Then again, at thirteen, everything seemed to make her horny.<\/p>\n
Damn hormones<\/em>, Amy thought, grinning as she moved into shallower water. She stopped when she could touch bottom and still keep her head above the surface. The murky water would obscure her nudity, and she was free to let her hand slip down her belly and between her thighs. Her massaging fingers found her bud tender and ready, the delicious pressure drawing a moan from her slack mouth. Her little noises of enjoyment joined the chorus of insects and birds in the heavy air, became a part of the song of summer.<\/p>\n As the pleasure began to work through her young body, she closed her eyes and let her mind wander where it would. Since last summer, it always seemed to end up in the hayloft\u2026<\/p>\n \u2026 Amy made her way through the cool night, navigating the familiar path to the barn by the light of a three-quarters full moon. It was just bright enough that she didn\u2019t need a flashlight, which was good. She couldn\u2019t risk using one, anyway. Her uncle or aunt might look out the window and see her making her way to the barn, which wouldn\u2019t do.<\/em><\/p>\n She wasn\u2019t supposed to be in the barn alone at night, especially not in the hayloft. The floor of the upper deck of the barn was in need of repair, some of the boards broken or missing. It was dangerous in daylight and doubly so in the dark. One wrong step and it was a fifteen-foot fall to the dirt floor below.<\/em><\/p>\n Still, she couldn\u2019t stay away. The hayloft was her favorite place on the ranch- well, maybe second since she found her swimming hole. The fact that she had to sneak out to come here only made it that much more special to her. It gave her a naughty little thrill, misbehaving.<\/em><\/p>\n Amy grinned as she made her way to the barn.<\/em><\/p>\n When she came to the big double doors of the barn, she opened the smaller door cut into the left one. The door squealed in protest, not happy about being moved. She winced, glancing back toward the house. No lights came on, so she thought she was okay.<\/em><\/p>\n Slipping inside, Amy closed the door behind her and hit the power button on her tablet. By the light of the screen, she crossed the barn to the ladder leading to the hayloft. The weather-worn wooden rungs creaked under her weight as she climbed. At the top, she made her way carefully to her reading spot nestled among the bails of hay. The blanket she had spread out there was waiting for her, and she flopped onto it. She opened the reader program on her tablet, pulled up the third book in the Harry Potter series and started reading where she had left off.<\/em><\/p>\n She had been reading about an hour when she heard the creak of hinges in desperate need of some WD40. She recognized the sound instantly- the small door cut into the barn doors opening. She fumbled with the power button on her tablet, finally managed to darken the screen. In the sudden gloom, her heart was racing.<\/em><\/p>\n Sure she was busted, she held her breath and listened. Her heart sank when she heard footsteps on the ladder she had ascended earlier. She could think of only one reason anyone would be coming up to the hayloft at this time of night- to find her where she wasn\u2019t supposed to be.<\/em><\/p>\n Poking her head out of her hiding spot, Amy was surprised to see not Uncle Tim or Aunt Ellen, but a pretty local girl from town. Her name was Becky, Amy thought. She was the daughter of the owner of the small grocery store on Main Street, worked the register during the summer months when school was out.<\/em><\/p>\n What she was doing in the hayloft was a mystery though. It was a short-lived one, though, as a familiar face appeared at the top of the ladder. It was Leslie, the caretaker\u2019s daughter.<\/em><\/p>\n Just the caretaker, Amy reminded herself. Uncle Sam- an honorary title, no relation to Amy- had gotten sick over the winter and Leslie had stepped in as the ranch\u2019s caretaker.<\/em><\/p>\n Amy watched with interest as candles were lit and set carefully away from the very flammable hay. A blanket appeared from a backpack on Becky\u2019s shoulders, and it was spread out between them. Frowning, Amy tried to figure out what in the world Leslie and Becky were up to. A picnic, maybe. Her frown deepened. This was a weird time and place for a picnic, but it was the only thing she could come up with.<\/em><\/p>\n She didn\u2019t have to wonder what they were up to for long. Everything suddenly became clear as Becky kissed Leslie and began unbuttoning her shirt. Amy gasped in surprise, her eyes wide. The duo on the blanket didn\u2019t hear her, luckily. She ducked down behind the hay until she could just barely see over it. Her hand over her mouth, she watched astonishment as clothing began to disappear.<\/em><\/p>\n Amy couldn\u2019t believe what she was seeing- Becky was maybe fifteen and Leslie was in her thirties, easily twice her age. That didn\u2019t stop Becky from pawing at the button on Leslie\u2019s jeans eagerly. Amy\u2019s already wide eyes widened even more as Becky\u2019s hand slipped into Leslie\u2019s panties as their kissing grew even more heated.<\/em><\/p>\n Ashamed to be staring, Amy tried to duck back into hiding. The boards under her feet creaked, and she froze. Her eyes cut to the lovers on the blanket but they were too distracted to have heard her. Her sigh of relief became a groan as she realized she was stuck. Any shift of her weight would make the floor creak, again, and she didn\u2019t think it would go unnoticed a second time. She couldn\u2019t move until Leslie and Becky left.<\/em><\/p>\n She tried to look away, to give the lovers as much privacy as she could, but their soft sighs drew her eyes back to the blanket. She knew she should look away, but she couldn\u2019t. The passionate scene unfolding in front of her had her under a curious fascination. She was pretty sure she was supposed to find it weird, two women kissing and touching like this, but she didn\u2019t. There was an erotic beauty to it, a sensuality that Amy couldn\u2019t escape. The grip of curiosity that had her only tightened the longer she watched.<\/em><\/p>\n Her heart racing, Amy watched as Leslie urged Becky to her back, her fingers fumbling with the button on the teenager\u2019s shorts. Giggling, Becky helped Leslie unbutton them, then run them down her long, tanned legs. Naked save for a pair of flimsy panties, Becky lifted her backside off the blanket so Leslie could remove them, too. Leslie\u2019s eyes were heavy as they drank in the naked girl and Becky smiled up at the caretaker.<\/em><\/p>\n Amy was holding her breath as Leslie moved between Becky\u2019s spread legs. She didn\u2019t know exactly what was about to happen, but she knew it was something she wasn\u2019t supposed to see. Her curiosity had her leaning forward.<\/em><\/p>\n Leslie lowered her mouth to Becky\u2019s pussy. Amy\u2019s eyes were wide as she watched the caretaker use her mouth to pleasure the teen. She was close enough to see what Leslie was doing to the girl, saw the flick of her tongue across her bud. Making a face, she wondered if that could feel good. Her unasked question was answered when Becky moaned thickly, her back arching off the blanket. Even as inexperienced as Amy was when it came to sex, she recognized the slack-mouthed, eyes rolled back look of pure enjoyment on Becky\u2019s face.<\/em><\/p>\n Becky\u2019s body began to move of its own volition, the roll of her hips pushing her pussy against Leslie\u2019s mouth eagerly. Her little wordless cries of pleasure began to get louder as her fingers clutched at the blanket beneath her. Becky\u2019s unrestrained reveling in the sensations washing through her young body was mesmerizing, had Amy\u2019s rapt attention.<\/em><\/p>\n The teenager\u2019s cries became urgent as her hand slipped into the hair on the back of Leslie\u2019s head. Even from her hiding spot, Amy could see the tension enter the girl\u2019s body, could see it in the tightening of her abdomen and the arching of her back. That tension built and built toward something. Amy thought she knew what.<\/em><\/p>\n She had recently discovered the joys of masturbation and recognized what was about to happen. She held her breath, waiting for that magical moment. Then Becky\u2019s body went crazy, brought to the brink of ecstasy and beyond by Leslie\u2019s capable tongue.<\/em><\/p>\n Amy was a little jealous of the look of pure bliss on the teenager\u2019s face.<\/em><\/p>\n Still between the girl\u2019s spread legs, Leslie got to her knees and shrugged the rest of the way out of her unbuttoned shirt. Becky sat up, hooking her fingers into the waistband of the caretaker\u2019s snug jeans. One by one, Becky worked them off Leslie\u2019s hips, taking her panties with them. Leslie stood up, so Becky could remove them completely. Suddenly, Leslie was as naked as Becky.<\/em><\/p>\n Amy found her eyes roaming over the caretaker, and she was surprised by how much she liked how Leslie looked standing there, her body bathed in the flickering flames of the candles. Amy had always thought Leslie was a pretty woman, but the way she was looking at her now was different. Up until now, that opinion of Leslie was clinical, at best. Now\u2026 She found herself drawn to her long legs, her flat stomach, her full breasts, and round backside, to how touchable-ly soft her skin looked.<\/em><\/p>\n She felt a flush of heat spread over her body and she blushed. Confused by her body\u2019s reaction to Leslie\u2019s nakedness, she tried to look away. When she couldn\u2019t, she had to admit that she found the woman appealing. Swallowing hard, she wondered about this curious turn of events. She has never been attracted to another female before, let alone a woman twenty-something years older than her. Still, she didn\u2019t even try to deny it.<\/em><\/p>\n Unable to tear her eyes away, Amy had thought maybe it was a reaction to suddenly seeing the woman naked, just a knee-jerk response, but it wasn\u2019t. That initial attraction didn\u2019t fade but intensified the longer her eyes roamed over Leslie\u2019s naked body. She kept finding more things to like.<\/em><\/p>\n Becky had gotten to her knees, and she smiled up at Leslie as she ran her hands up the insides of the caretaker\u2019s thighs. Leslie moaned as Becky\u2019s tongue found her bud, her hips pushing against the girl\u2019s mouth. Amy realized Becky was much younger than Leslie, but not inexperienced. The hot caress of her tongue had the woman\u2019s cries of pleasure filling the hayloft.<\/em><\/p>\n Watching the wriggle of Becky\u2019s tongue as she teased Leslie\u2019s bud, Amy wondered what it was like. How would Leslie taste? Her face turned bright red as she realized what she had just been contemplating. Her cheeks were on fire as she wondered if she could ever do that to another girl, use her mouth to pleasure her? As she continued to watch, she thought she could, if it was the right person.<\/em><\/p>\n A blonde, blue-eyed caretaker, perhaps.<\/em><\/p>\n The heat in her face headed south at the thought of being in Becky\u2019s place with her mouth on Leslie\u2019s clit instead of the teens and settled between her thighs. Amy tried not to shift uncomfortably as her panties became wet with her excitement. Just how turned on the thought of going down on Leslie made her was a revelation for her.<\/em><\/p>\n Amy bit her lip, tried to clear those thoughts from her mind. Leslie\u2019s little wordless cries of enjoyment made it impossible. Amy\u2019s heart was racing, and she was trembling all over as she watched Leslie\u2019s body writhe in ecstasy, watched her hips grind her pussy against Becky\u2019s mouth in her eagerness. Amy couldn\u2019t remember ever being this horny before.<\/em><\/p>\n Leslie looked so beautiful standing there on wobbly legs, an orgasm building up inside of her. Amy found herself holding her breath, again, as Leslie started to come undone. The caretaker cried out one last time as her body succumbed to the pleasure, her knees almost buckling as the climax shook her.<\/em><\/p>\n Leslie looked even more stunning in her ecstasy. Amy found herself even more drawn to the woman. When Becky stood up and moved into Leslie\u2019s arms, she felt a stab of jealousy\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n \u2026 Amy was still jealous of Becky as she stood naked in the creek on her uncle\u2019s ranch, her fingers working feverishly to bring her to her own orgasm. Her eyes closed tight, she could see Leslie\u2019s naked body bathed in candlelight as clearly as if the woman was standing in front of her now. That image hadn\u2019t faded at all, even after a year away from the ranch. Amy didn\u2019t think it ever would.<\/p>\n Her favorite fantasy still playing in her mind\u2019s eye, she bit her lip to keep quiet, but she couldn\u2019t hold back the sounds of excitement she was making. The swirling pressure of her fingers on her bud sent little waves of pleasure crashing through her, each one cresting a little higher and slamming into her harder. She felt the first stirrings of an orgasm, her toes digging into the rocky river bed. She didn\u2019t even try to hold back her cries as she surrendered to the ecstasy building up inside of her young body. Her feet were still planted, but she felt like she was floating on the creek\u2019s current. As light as a feather, she was in danger of drifting away.<\/p>\n Lost in the afterglow, she didn\u2019t realize she wasn\u2019t alone anymore until a horse whinnied nearby. Her eyes snapped open, and she gasped when she saw Leslie sitting astride the piebald mare, Buttercup, on the rocky bank of the stream. Surprised to see the woman she had just been fantasizing about, she blinked a couple of times but the caretaker was really here.<\/p>\n \u201cLeslie? What are you doing here?!\u201d Amy blurted, her cheeks hot. Her voice sounded guilty to her own ears. For a paranoid second, Amy thought the woman would know that Amy had been fantasizing about her somehow. She hoped it didn\u2019t show on her face.<\/p>\n Her already red face burned even hotter as she realized the woman must have heard her. She hadn\u2019t been able to control her voice in the throes of excitement, her cries of enjoyment surely carrying a ways into the woods around the stream. She was mortified that Leslie must know what she had been doing.<\/p>\n \u201cWe are supposed to go riding this afternoon, remember?\u201d Leslie said, a hint of a smile tugging at one corner of her mouth.<\/p>\n Oh God, she knows<\/em>, Amy thought, with an inward groan.<\/p>\n Amy noticed the second horse next to Buttercup and her heart skipped a beat. It was Midnight, her favorite of her uncle\u2019s horses. A former racehorse, Midnight got his name from his deep black coat. He was truly a beautiful horse, proud and regal as he waited impatiently next to Buttercup.<\/p>\n He was a lot of horse, and Amy\u2019s uncle didn\u2019t let her ride him. Not yet, anyway, and not for lack of trying on Amy\u2019s part. She has been begging him for years to let her ride Midnight, pleading her case that she was a skilled enough rider to take his reins. While he conceded she was a competent rider, he still wouldn\u2019t let her on him.<\/p>\n Amy\u2019s eyes went to the empty saddle on Midnight, and her heart started beating faster. Could it be? Was this going to be the day?<\/p>\n Glancing sheepishly at Leslie, she asked, \u201cIs it noon, already?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAlmost one,\u201d Leslie said, looking around the swimming hole, \u201cwhen you didn\u2019t show up, I thought I might find you here.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou know about this place?\u201d Amy asked, surprised. This was supposed to be her secret place where she could indulge her exhibitionist streak in relative safety. If Leslie knew about it\u2026<\/p>\n I doubt Leslie is going to spy on me, Amy thought, then shivered at the thought of the caretaker doing just that.<\/em><\/em><\/p>\n Still looking around the swimming hole, Leslie said, \u201cI used to come here all the time when I was your age.\u201d<\/p>\n Amy blinked in surprise, then remembered Leslie\u2019s dad was the caretaker of this ranch even before Amy\u2019s uncle bought the place. They had a little house on one corner of the property. This place was as much Leslie\u2019s home as it was Uncle Tim\u2019s.<\/p>\n \u201cI thought this was my secret spot,\u201d Amy said.<\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t worry. I\u2019m not going to tell anyone about it,\u201d Leslie said, the gave her a smile, \u201cthis was my secret spot, too. It\u2019s all yours now, though.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cUm, okay,\u201d Amy said, wondering if she could still skinny dip here, knowing it wasn\u2019t as much of a secret as it used to be. A little danger was exciting, but with a real chance of getting caught\u2026 By the woman she was deeply infatuated with, no less\u2026<\/p>\n Once was enough, Amy thought, with an inward shake of her head. Her eyes cut to the pile of clothing on the bank, only fifteen feet away. So close but her shorts and t-shirt might as well be miles away. Amy sank a little lower in the water, praying it was murky enough to hide her nakedness.<\/em><\/em><\/p>\n \u201cAnyway, come on out. It\u2019ll be a shorter ride, but I think we can get a few hours in,\u201d Leslie said.<\/p>\n \u201cUm…\u201d Amy said, her face getting hot, again, \u201ccan you turn around?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTurn around?\u201d Leslie parroted, then the corners of her mouth turned up a knowing smile. She looked amused as she said, \u201cI take it there wasn\u2019t a bathing suit under those shorts and t-shirt, then.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cJust turn around, okay?\u201d Amy said, not as amused by the situation as Leslie was.<\/p>\n \u201cAre you planning to stay in there all day, if I don\u2019t?\u201d Leslie asked, playfully. She knew Amy was embarrassed and was going to have a little fun at her expense.<\/p>\n \u201cIf you don\u2019t,\u201d Amy repeated, her heart skipping a beat.<\/p>\n Leslie was just messing with her, but it got the wheels turning in Amy\u2019s head. What if her little fantasy came true, the one about her walking out of the stream naked and proud? Her face was still hot, but she wasn\u2019t sure if it was with embarrassment or a flush of excitement. The thought of letting Leslie see her naked was both exhilarating and terrifying in equal measures. She wasn\u2019t sure which reaction got her heart racing the fastest.<\/p>\n After that night in the hayloft, Amy hadn\u2019t been able to get Leslie out of her mind. The rest of the summer and the following school year, the caretaker was a distraction. Her little daydreams and fantasies had only gotten worse as the spring months rolled by, and summer arrived. She couldn\u2019t wait to see Leslie, again.<\/p>\n Amy has been flirting with the caretaker since she got here, mostly playfully but sort of testing the water, at the same time. Leslie\u2019s literal roll in the hay with Becky suggested she might be into younger girls. So, Amy flirted. Leslie had seemed surprised at first, then amused by Amy\u2019s antics, and finally curious when Amy didn\u2019t stop. A couple of times, Amy caught the woman looking at her, her eyes lingering a little too long. Leslie would look away in a hurry, guiltily. Amy thought she might have succeeded in putting thoughts in the woman\u2019s head. At least, she hoped she had.<\/p>\n Her heart was racing now, as she found herself seriously contemplating going through with her fantasy. If she did, she wondered how Leslie would respond. Would the caretaker like how she looked? Amy didn\u2019t know if she had the curves to attract the woman\u2019s eyes. She was still growing into her body, hasn\u2019t completely lost the boyish straight lines of her youth. Those times Amy had caught Leslie looking\u2026 had the woman found her desirable?<\/p>\n It would be easy to find out<\/em>, Amy thought, her heart racing, five or six steps toward the bank is all it would take<\/em>.<\/p>\n That thought was like a hand on her back, propelling her forward before she had time to reconsider. With that first step, she was committed. There was no going back, so she put her shoulders back and held her head high as she moved toward the bank. She hoped she looked more confident than she felt, her legs like rubber bands with adrenaline. Her heart beat faster and faster as the concealing water receded. Each step revealed more of her naked body until the soles of her feet found dry land.<\/p>\n Amy shivered as she felt Leslie\u2019s eyes on her bare skin. They were heavy, lingered in a way that made it hard for Amy to breathe. She risked a glance at the caretaker, saw she had the woman\u2019s complete attention. More than that, she saw the woman was more than a little interested. She looked away before Leslie could see her excited grin and she had to bite back a nervous giggle.<\/p>\n I got her looking<\/em>, Amy thought, her already racing heart beating even faster, now what?<\/em><\/p>\n With an inward groan, she discovered she didn\u2019t know the answer to that question. Inexperienced in such things, she realized she had Leslie\u2019s attention but didn\u2019t know what to do with it. She loved the way the woman was looking at her, didn\u2019t want her to stop. The problem was, she didn\u2019t know how to hold Leslie\u2019s attention beyond being naked. Would the spell be broken when she had her clothes back on?<\/p>\n Shit, she thought, walking over to her little pile of clothes. She felt Leslie\u2019s eyes on her backside as she bent over to grab her towel. Her heart was knocking around her rib cage as an idea came to her. Straightening up, she started drying off slowly, sensually. Well, she hoped it was sensually. She wanted to put on a show for Leslie, something the caretaker wouldn\u2019t quickly forget. She shivered again when she felt Leslie\u2019s eyes follow the towel over her naked body. She took her time, gave the woman an eyeful.<\/p>\n Finished drying off, Amy pretended to notice Leslie was looking for the first time, tilted her head to one side, smiled and said, \u201cAre you going to watch me?\u201d<\/p>\n The caretaker met Amy\u2019s eyes, asked, \u201cIsn\u2019t that what you wanted?\u201d<\/p>\n Amy\u2019s heart skipped a few beats hearing the flirty tone in Leslie\u2019s voice. With a playful smile, she said, \u201cMaybe.\u201d<\/p>\n I can\u2019t believe I said that<\/em>, Amy thought, surprised by her own bravery. She didn\u2019t think she could be this bold. Was she really trying to seduce Leslie? She had thought about it and fantasized about it, sure, but she never really expected to be doing it. Not even when she had been flirting with Leslie this past month or so. This had to be the craziest thing she has ever done, by a long shot.<\/p>\n \u201cJust maybe?\u201d Leslie asked, the corners of her mouth turning up more.<\/p>\n That smile made Amy\u2019s breath catch in her throat. It was playful and sexy, and Amy was pretty sure Leslie wasn\u2019t supposed to smile at her like that. That smile said Leslie might be willing to be seduced. It made Amy a little jittery with adrenaline, and her hands were shaking. She squeezed the towel so Leslie couldn’t how nervous she was.<\/p>\n Taking a deep breath, she met the woman\u2019s eyes and said, \u201cI guess I was hoping you would.\u201d<\/p>\n Inhaling sharply, Leslie just gaped at her a long moment. Finally, the woman looked away, said, \u201cI probably shouldn\u2019t have.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou did though,\u201d Amy said, her heart racing.<\/p>\n Leslie looked back at her, nodded. Taking a shaky breath, the caretaker said, \u201cI- I think you should put your clothes on before I- we\u2026 before we get in trouble.\u201d<\/p>\n That little Freudian Slip made Amy flush with excitement. So far, Leslie hasn\u2019t done anything that could get her in trouble, so there must be some guilty thoughts rattling around in her head. Something carnal involving Amy, perhaps?<\/p>\n God, I hope so<\/em>, Amy thought, the blood in her face heading south as she imagined sleeping with Leslie.<\/p>\n She wondered if she should press her luck now- maybe ask Leslie if she wanted to skip riding and go swimming instead- but she decided not to. Amy didn\u2019t think Leslie was ready for that, yet. She thought she had planted the idea in Leslie\u2019s mind with this little gambit of hers, but she didn\u2019t want to risk scaring Leslie away. Not that the woman seemed skittish. Her eyes were definitely bold as she drank Amy in. Still, Amy thought now wasn\u2019t the right time. When it happened, she didn\u2019t want Leslie to have any regrets.<\/p>\n Oh God, it\u2019s when now, not if<\/em>, Amy thought, her heart racing, I\u2019ve started this snowball rolling, and I don\u2019t think there\u2019s any stopping it now. At least, I hope that\u2019s what the look in Leslie\u2019s eyes means.<\/em><\/p>\n Dropping the towel, Amy picked her panties out of the pile of clothing and stepped into them. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Leslie\u2019s posture change. Meeting the caretaker\u2019s eyes, she saw both relief and disappointment in them.<\/p>\n Still feeling bolder than she ever thought she could, she hooked her thumbs in the elastic waistband and gave Leslie a coy smile, asked, \u201cDo you want me to take them back off?\u201d<\/p>\n Her heart skipped a half-dozen beats when she saw Leslie thinking about it. Finally, the woman laughed nervously, shook her head. She didn\u2019t sound very sure when she said, \u201cI don\u2019t think that would be a good idea.\u201d<\/p>\n The corners of her mouth turning up even more, Amy said, \u201cWell, when you change your mind, the offer stands.\u201d<\/p>\n Laughing in surprise, Leslie said, \u201cWhen I change my mind, huh?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah,\u201d Amy said, winking.<\/p>\n Giving Amy a weighing look, Leslie said, \u201cYou seem pretty sure I will.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m about seventy-five percent sure,\u201d Amy said, meeting the woman\u2019s eyes, \u201cand about twenty-five percent hoping you will.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWow,\u201d Leslie said, laughing. She favored Amy with a curious smile, said, \u201cThose are some pretty serious numbers.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI guess they are,\u201d Amy said, plucking her shorts off the ground. She felt Leslie\u2019s eyes on her as she wriggled into them. As she buttoned them, she met Leslie\u2019s eyes, saw the woman trying to gauge whether Amy was serious or not.<\/p>\n Still holding her eyes, Leslie asked, \u201cHave you put in thought into how those numbers add up?\u201d<\/p>\n A little shyly, Amy admitted, \u201cI\u2019ve been thinking about it all summer.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cReally?\u201d Leslie asked, her eyes widening.<\/p>\n \u201cYeah,\u201d Amy said, blushing.<\/p>\n \u201cHuh,\u201d the caretaker said, lost in thought.<\/p>\n While Leslie mauled over that, Amy finished getting dressed. Throwing her wet towel around Midnight\u2019s neck, Amy put her foot in the stirrups. Midnight was bigger than any horse she had ever ridden, and she had to throw her leg high to get in the saddle. She managed to get seated, but, looking down, she thought she might need a little help dismounting.<\/p>\n Distracted by flirting with Leslie, she had almost forgotten how excited she had been about riding Midnight for the first time. Feeling the powerful horse between her knees and stroking his neck, she felt that excitement return. She was really going to get to ride Midnight, something she has been begging to be allowed to do for years.<\/p>\n Amy glanced at Leslie and saw the woman smiling at her. The caretaker, of all people, knew how much riding Midnight meant to her.<\/p>\n \u201cHow did you convince my uncle to let me ride him?\u201d Amy asked, stroking the horse\u2019 neck.<\/p>\n \u201cWell,\u201d Leslie said, leaning closer, \u201cwe don\u2019t exactly have his permission.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe doesn\u2019t know?\u201d Amy asked, her eyes wide.<\/p>\n Grinning, Leslie said, \u201cYour aunt doesn\u2019t share your uncle\u2019s overprotective side. She seems to think you are ready\u2026 and so do I.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh, he is going to be so mad,\u201d Amy said, giggling.<\/p>\n \u201cNo, he\u2019s not,\u201d Leslie said, giving Amy a look, \u201cbecause he never finds out about this. Got it?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGot it,\u201d Amy said, miming zipping her lips.<\/p>\n \u201cThis stays between you, me, and your aunt.\u201d<\/p>\n A little disappointed, she said, \u201cSo, this is a one-time thing, then.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThink of it as a trial run,\u201d Leslie said, giving her a reassuring smile, \u201cif you don\u2019t break your neck, I can probably convince your aunt to convince your uncle.\u201d<\/p>\n Grinning, Amy said, \u201cAunt Ellen can be very persuasive.\u201d<\/p>\n That line made Leslie laugh, \u201cThat she can\u2026 especially with Tim. Six-foot-three and two hundred and fifty pounds, but scared of his wife.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAll five-foot-six of her,\u201d Amy said, laughing.<\/p>\n \u201cI love Ellen, but I\u2019m a little scared of her, too,\u201d Leslie said, snorting, \u201cshe\u2019s got a glare that would make a marine squirm.\u201d<\/p>\n When her laughter dried up, Amy asked, \u201cDo you really think she\u2019d do it? Talk to Uncle Tim?\u201d<\/p>\n Nodding, Leslie said, \u201cThis ride was her idea. She knows you\u2019ve been looking forward to riding Midnight for a while.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSo don\u2019t break my neck,\u201d Amy said, taking a deep breath, \u201cgot it.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSomething to remember\u2026 Midnight is a thoroughbred and a former racehorse. He is faster than any horse you\u2019ve ever ridden, and he loves to run. He is a lot of horse to handle at full gallop, even for experienced riders. So, take it easy and keep him to a trot.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOkay,\u201d Amy said, her heart racing. She has seen Midnight run, knew Leslie was right. Midnight at full gallop had been both exhilarating and terrifying to watch at a distance. She figured the ride would be even more terrifying in person.<\/p>\n Smiling, Leslie said, \u201cLet\u2019s go then.\u201d<\/p>\n With a tug at the reins and a gentle nudge to the ribs with her heels, Amy wheeled Midnight around and followed Leslie and Buttercup as they headed back the way they had come. Amy figured they were headed back to the stables, so she was surprised when Leslie guided her horse onto a well-worn trail that led further into the woods. She smiled when she realized this wouldn\u2019t just be a quick loop but an extended ride. The smile widened as she wondered if taking this longer, more scenic route had been the plan all along or had her little stunt inspired Leslie to spend a little more time with her. Maybe in a secluded little nook where she could make good on her promise to take her panties off, again.<\/p>\n That little fantasy brought the heat between her thighs back to life, and she discovered riding a horse when horny could be problematic. The motion of Midnight\u2019s gait translated to the saddle, which in turn rubbed deliciously against her sensitive bud. She took a deep breath, trying to relax. When that didn\u2019t work, she bit her lip to keep from moaning.<\/p>\n Distracted by the lovely sensation, Amy didn\u2019t notice Leslie was looking at her right away. When Amy finally looked at her, she saw curiosity in Leslie\u2019s eyes. She thought the caretaker probably had a lot of questions after what she had pulled on the bank of the stream. Amy saw the woman trying to decide if she wanted to ask them or not. Holding her breath, she waited for Leslie to make up her mind.<\/p>\n Finally, Leslie\u2019s curiosity got the better of her, and she asked, \u201cBack home\u2026 Is there a\u2026 girlfriend?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo,\u201d Amy said, then realized there was more to the question, \u201cunfortunately, no.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAh,\u201d Leslie said, nodding. The second part of Amy\u2019s response had answered her real question- was Amy into girls?<\/p>\n Or blonde caretakers<\/em>, Amy thought, which didn\u2019t help her struggle with the saddle rubbing against her bud.<\/p>\n Hoping to distract herself, Amy asked, \u201cHow about you? Do you have a girlfriend?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cUm, no,\u201d Leslie answered, with a nervous laugh.<\/p>\n \u201cReally?\u201d Amy asked, then playfully added, \u201cI figure a woman as pretty as you would be beating them off with a stick.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI haven\u2019t needed my stick much lately,\u201d Leslie said, favoring Amy with a warm smile.<\/p>\n Amy smiled back at her, and their eyes met for a long moment. There was a sudden tension between them, Amy thought. Leslie must have felt it, too, because she looked away. Breaking eye contact didn\u2019t dispel the gravity they felt toward each other. Amy thought the woman was resisting that pull out of guilt or a sense of propriety.<\/p>\n She needed to convince Leslie it was something she wanted, too. Only, she didn\u2019t know how. Considering the circumstances, guilt was probably the proper emotional response. With an inward groan, Amy wondered how she was supposed to convince Leslie that sleeping with her was anything but a bad idea.<\/p>\n Leslie glanced at Amy, then she shook her head and looked away. Looking down at her hands, she said, \u201cAmy, I\u2026 About earlier-\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou are going to apologize, aren\u2019t you?\u201d Amy asked.<\/p>\n \u201cI think I should,\u201d Leslie said, uncomfortably.<\/p>\n With a nervous laugh, Amy said, \u201cI should be the one apologizing.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou?\u201d Leslie said, giving Amy a curious look.<\/p>\n \u201cI- I think you are beautiful,\u201d Amy said, her cheeks burning, \u201cI have a huge crush on you and I\u2026 I thought maybe I could get you to notice me. God, I can\u2019t believe I let you see me naked!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh,\u201d Leslie said, meeting Amy\u2019s eyes. She seemed like she had something she wanted to say, but wasn\u2019t sure if she should. Amy could see her struggling with it, and she looked expectantly at the woman. Finally, Leslie said, \u201cYou didn\u2019t need to do anything to make me notice you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo?\u201d Amy asked, hopeful.<\/p>\n \u201cYou are becoming a beautiful young woman,\u201d Leslie said, then with an embarrassed little laugh, \u201csomething I wish I could say I hadn\u2019t noticed.\u201d<\/p>\n Smiling at her, Amy said, \u201cI was hoping you\u2019d notice. I\u2019d hate to think I\u2019ve been wearing these little shorts all summer for nothing.\u201d<\/p>\n Leslie snorted in surprise, then laughed. Sobering up some, she gave Amy a curious smile, asked, \u201cWhat exactly were you hoping to accomplish with your \u2018little shorts\u2019?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAccomplish?\u201d Amy parroted, raising her eyebrows.<\/p>\n \u201cYou wanted my attention,\u201d Leslie said, meeting her eyes, \u201cwhat are you planning to do with it now that you have it?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI-well…\u201d Amy said, blushing bright red, \u201ca few\u2026 things come to mind.\u201d<\/p>\n Laughing, Leslie asked, \u201cDo they now? What would a girl your age know about such things?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cUm…\u201d Amy said, her face even hotter.<\/p>\n Leslie looked at her for a moment, then the corners of her mouth curled up in a sexy smile, and she said, \u201cInteresting.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cInteresting?\u201d Amy asked.<\/p>\n \u201cPerhaps you do know something after all,\u201d Leslie said, not letting Amy look away.<\/p>\n Amy squirmed, hoping the woman wouldn\u2019t ask what she knew and definitely not how she knew it. The first question she thought she could answer, but the second\u2026 that would be an awkward conversation. She scrambled to think up a story, one that didn\u2019t involve spying on Leslie and Becky.<\/p>\n Luckily, Leslie didn\u2019t ask, so Amy didn\u2019t have to deliver her lame story. Instead, the woman turned her eyes back to the trail and seemed lost in thought. They rode in silence for a while, and Amy was left to wonder what Leslie was thinking about. Her own thoughts were on the fact that she had just admitted she had a crush on the caretaker and, amazingly enough, Leslie had admitted she found Amy attractive, too.<\/p>\n She couldn\u2019t stop smiling.<\/p>\n Leslie suddenly laughed and shook her head. Amy glanced at her and saw the woman smiling.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat?\u201d Amy asked.<\/p>\n \u201cJust thinking about what you did,\u201d Leslie said, smiling at her, \u201cI was pretty wild when I was your age, but I don\u2019t think I was ever that bold.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI didn\u2019t feel bold,\u201d Amy said, laughing, \u201cGod, I was shaking so bad.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt didn\u2019t show. You looked pretty confident to me,\u201d Leslie said, meeting Amy\u2019s eyes, \u201cyou seemed unfazed about being naked.\u201d<\/p>\n Amy\u2019s voice was a little shaky as she said, \u201cThe way you were looking at me\u2026 It made it easier to be bold.\u201d<\/p>\n Nodding, Leslie said, \u201cI knew I should look away, shouldn\u2019t encourage you, but\u2026 I couldn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou couldn\u2019t?\u201d Amy repeated, caught off guard by the honesty in the statement. She could see in the woman\u2019s eyes she meant it.<\/p>\n \u201cYou were so confident and beautiful and\u2026 well, very naked\u2026 No, I couldn\u2019t help myself,\u201d Leslie said.<\/p>\n No one had ever said anything like that to Amy before, and her heart didn\u2019t know if it wanted to stop or race, tried to do both at the same time. She was smiling again, and she couldn\u2019t stop.<\/p>\n Leslie saw her smiling and laughed, \u201cYou should be ashamed of yourself by the way. That stunt with you pulled with your panties. It was just mean. You have no idea how hard it was to behave.\u201d<\/p>\n Grinning at her, Amy said, \u201cI saw you thinking about it.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou have no idea,\u201d Leslie said, then met Amy\u2019s eyes and smiled, \u201cdo you think I should have said yes?\u201d<\/p>\n Amy inhaled sharply, surprised by the question. Swallowing hard, she said, \u201cThe offer is still on the table.\u201d<\/p>\n Her smile becoming playful, Leslie said, \u201cYou shouldn\u2019t make such an offer lightly. What if I took you up on it?\u201d<\/p>\n Her heart racing, Amy realized their flirting had taken a turn for the serious. The look in Leslie\u2019s eyes said she was already thinking about taking Amy up on the offer. Whatever reservations Leslie had had about sleeping with Amy were fading fast.<\/p>\n When, not if<\/em>, Amy thought, taking a deep breath.<\/p>\n Her voice was shaky as she said, \u201cWho said I made it lightly?\u201d<\/p>\n The corners of Leslie\u2019s mouth turned up even more, and she said, \u201cI told you you were bolder than me.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDoes that mean you are going to take me up on it?\u201d Amy asked, holding her breath.<\/p>\n \u201cThinking about it,\u201d Leslie said, shaking her head at herself, \u201cdamned if I\u2019m not.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah?\u201d Amy asked.<\/p>\n Leslie glanced at Amy, took a deep breath, and said, \u201cYeah.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t say it lightly\u2026\u201d Amy said, meeting her eyes, \u201cget a girl\u2019s hopes up for nothing.\u201d<\/p>\n Laughing, Leslie said, \u201cWouldn\u2019t think of it.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, don\u2019t wait too long- there are only six more weeks of summer vacation,\u201d Amy said, playfully.<\/p>\n \u201cHonestly,\u201d Leslie said, her hand worrying at the saddle horn, \u201cwe wouldn\u2019t have made it off the river bank if you were\u2026 Older.\u201d<\/p>\n Meeting Leslie\u2019s eyes, Amy asked, \u201cDo you think I\u2019m too young?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe federal government seems to think so,\u201d Leslie said.<\/p>\n \u201cI didn\u2019t ask for their opinion,\u201d Amy said, meeting the woman\u2019s eyes.<\/p>\n Leslie looked at her for a moment, then said, \u201cI think you are mature and intelligent enough to know what you want.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI am,\u201d Amy said, then a lightly shyly, \u201cand what I want is to be with you.\u201d<\/p>\n Shaking her head, Leslie looked away for a moment. She was chewing on her lip when she looked back at Amy. Finally, she said, \u201cGod, I want that, too.\u201d<\/p>\n Grinning, Amy said, \u201cThen fuck the federal government.\u201d<\/p>\n Caught off guard, Leslie burst out laughing, said, \u201cFuck the federal government, huh?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSay it with me,\u201d Amy said, her grin turning up even more.<\/p>\n Still laughing, Leslie said, \u201cFuck the federal government.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOne more time,\u201d Amy said, holding Leslie\u2019s gaze, \u201cfuck the federal government!!\u201d<\/p>\n The way Leslie was smiling at her made Amy feel warm all over. Leslie seemed to make her mind up about something, suddenly nodded and said, \u201cAlright.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAlright?\u201d Amy asked.<\/p>\n \u201cJust alright,\u201d Leslie said, then glanced at her watch, \u201cwe need to head back. I promised your aunt I\u2019d have Midnight put up before your uncle gets home.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOkay,\u201d Amy said.<\/p>\n Amy wondered what Leslie had meant by \u2018alright\u2019. She thought she knew, but it might just be wishful thinking.<\/p>\n Leslie led them off the path they were on and onto one that came out near the stables. They rode in a curiously comfortable silence. Amy had a lot to think about and was glad for a moment alone with her thoughts. It had been a very eventful afternoon, after all.<\/p>\n Amy kept stealing little looks at the beautiful woman in the saddle next to her. More than a few times, she caught Leslie looking back at her. Her heart would beat faster every time their eyes met. It was like a scene out of a romantic movie.<\/p>\n It was going on four o\u2019clock by the time they broke through the treeline behind the stables. Amy followed Leslie into the building. She watched as Leslie lithely swung off of Buttercup, securing the mare\u2019s reins to a post. Amy looked down at the ground, thinking about how hard it had been climbing on the horse. She had a feeling it wasn\u2019t going to be any easier getting down.<\/p>\n With a deep breath, Amy swung her leg up and over, stepping down with that leg. Midnight was such a tall horse that the foot still in the stirrup way up in the air. Pulling it out, Amy lost her balance, might have fallen if Leslie wasn\u2019t there to steady her.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ve got you,\u201d Leslie said, her hands on Amy\u2019s lower back.<\/p>\n \u201cThanks,\u201d Amy said, embarrassed. She turned to give the caretaker a sheepish grin.<\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t mention it,\u201d Leslie said, with a sympathetic smile.<\/p>\n Suddenly, Amy realized they were still standing very close, and Leslie\u2019s hands were still on her hips. Like two magnets left too close to each other, they came together in each other\u2019s arms. Amy\u2019s heart was racing as she turned her face up into the woman\u2019s. She was trembling with need, her eyes begging Leslie to kiss her. Then Leslie did, a sweet but hesitant kiss that deepened as Amy responded and kissed her back eagerly. Amy didn\u2019t know how long they stood like that, the world receding away for awhile.<\/p>\n Leslie put her hand on Amy\u2019s shoulder, gently pushed her back, and husked, \u201cWe need to stop.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cStop? But I-\u201d Amy said, her eyes finding Leslie\u2019s. Was the woman having second thoughts?<\/p>\n Smiling reassuringly, Leslie gave Amy one more lingering kiss, then said, \u201cJust for now. Too many people in and out of here.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh,\u201d Amy said, still a little disappointed.<\/p>\n \u201cBesides,\u201d Leslie said, laughing self-consciously, \u201cyou wouldn\u2019t want me now. I spent all morning mucking out the stalls and probably stink to high heaven. I\u2019m going to need a nice hot shower before I feel desirable, again.\u201d<\/p>\n Distracted by the feel of the woman\u2019s body pressed against hers and the kissing, she had noticed, but Leslie was right. She smelled of manure and straw, which wasn\u2019t exactly an offensive smell, but it didn\u2019t inspire a lot of romantic thoughts.<\/p>\n \u201cI still think you are desirable,\u201d Amy said, smiling at her.<\/p>\n \u201cYou are sweet,\u201d Leslie said, stealing a kiss, \u201cbut save it for tonight.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTonight?\u201d Amy asked, her eyes widening.<\/p>\n \u201cI was thinking we could meet at the barn tonight,\u201d Leslie said.<\/p>\n \u201cTonight? That\u2019s forever in teenager years,\u201d Amy said, with a playful groan.<\/p>\n Laughing, Leslie met her eyes and said, \u201cIt\u2019s not going to be easy to wait for me, either.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGood,\u201d Amy said, kissing her, \u201cI don\u2019t want to be the only one horny all afternoon.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTrust me,\u201d Leslie said, smiling, \u201cyou won\u2019t be. Now, get out of here so I can put Buttercup and Midnight up.\u201d<\/p>\n Amy stole one last kiss, then said, \u201cSee you tonight then.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTonight,\u201d Leslie said, slipping out of Amy\u2019s arm. As Amy started to turn away, she said, \u201cAmy? Could you wear your white dress?\u201d<\/p>\n Grinning, Amy said, \u201cThe one with the spaghetti straps?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah,\u201d Leslie said, a little sheepishly. Still, Amy thought the woman really wanted her to wear it.<\/p>\n \u201cOkay,\u201d Amy said, smiling as she left the stables. More suited for a school dance than a hot summer on a working farm, she had only packed the dress for one reason- to get Leslie\u2019s attention.<\/p>\n I guess it did its job<\/em>, Amy thought.<\/p>\n Continue to Part Two<\/a><\/p>\n The water felt amazing, well worth the hot trek through the woods to the stream, Amy Holston decided as she glided through the water like a water nymph. Turning over, she backstroked back the way she had come, enjoying the … Continue reading