Colin Weeks was a farmer up at Woodside
Farm between Sharping St Mary and Purplemere although to all intents and
purposes it was no longer a farm because Colin weeks kept horses.
After he and his sister inherited the farm
from their father they rented out the majority of the surrounding land to
neighbouring farms which gave them a reasonable income and allowed them to
indulge their passion, which was horses.
It wasn’t a big yard but it was a busy one
as his older sister Lucy operated a riding school from the farm.
Colin was 25 years old and his life revolved around the farm and he
rarely ventured into the real world.
He had everything he needed at Woodside and what he didn’t have he
could order on the internet, well almost.
He had three permanent staff plus a number of after schoolers who
helped out with grooming and mucking out, but the hardest worker he had by far
was Poppy Garvey who was also in possession of his heart.
However since the day they made love in his study he had hoped things
would have progressed between them but instead she was pulling back so he tried
to make more of an impression on her.
Colin went on the
internet and ordered her thermal underwear and they ended up having sex over
the kitchen table, but even that didn’t seem to make enough of an impression on
her because afterwards she still held back.
However he did at
least have the consolation of knowing what she was wearing against her skin as
she walked across the yard.
But everything changed on one day when he himself was walking across
the yard, it was late in the afternoon and he met his sister Lucy coming the
other way.
“Hello sis” he said surprised “is everything ok”?
“Come quickly” she said and headed back the way she came.
“Why what’s the problem?” he responded and
rushed after Lucy who was now almost around the corner.
“It’s Poppy Garvey” she said
“Why? What’s happened?” he asked
“She fell out of the hay loft” Lucy answered
“Oh God, where is she?” he demanded
“In the barn” she answered “but she won’t
come out”
They hurried off towards the barn and when
they entered he could see in the gloom sitting on a hay bale the quivering
figure of Poppy, her knees were drawn up to her chin and she was sobbing
uncontrollably.
“Hey Poppy” he said brightly “what have you
been up to?”
And she looked up, and as soon as she saw
him she was on her feet and bowling towards him at a rate of knots, and she was
still crying as she launched herself at him.
“Oh Colin” she cried
“It’s alright, I’ve got you now” he said and
just let her sob into his shoulder and after about five minutes she had calmed
down considerably.
“Ok” he said, “let’s have a look at you”
Poppy had a bruise on her forehead and her
right eye was badly swollen, and her nose was bloodied.
Apart from that she just had scrapes and
bruises.
“Right let’s get you to the house” he said
with a smile “and we’ll get you cleaned up”
“Ok” she said managing a week smile
“Do you want me to come too Colin?” Lucy asked quietly
“Yes please” he said as he put his arm around Poppy’s shoulder and
steered her slowly across the yard, but by the time they had reached halfway
she was managing to walk under her own steam and she continued to do so for the
short distance from there to kitchen door.
“I’m sorry” she said
“What for?”
“For being a nuisance” she replied
“Don’t be daft” he said and kissed the top of her head
“Now go through to the kitchen”
he looked over his shoulder to where Lucy was standing and she raised
an eyebrow and In the sanctuary of the kitchen as Lucy made coffee Colin got to
work cleaning Poppy up and attending to the cuts on her face,
“Did you lose consciousness?” he asked
“No” she said and put her hand to her
swollen eye.
“That’s good” he said
“I’ll take you to the hospital if you want”
he offers
“No” she said, “I’ll be ok”
“Good girl” Lucy said and patted her back, which made Poppy wince and
Lucy immediately apologized.
“I’m sorry luvvie, did I hurt you?”
Colin and Lucy exchanged a knowing look and he pulled her shirt up and
I could see the bruises immediately.
“Not wearing your thermals today?” he said and Lucy gave him another
look
“No it wasn’t cold enough” she replied
“How about a long hot bath?” he suggested “that will help the
bruising”
“Oh yes please” she answered brightly “with bubbles?”
“Yes with bubbles and whatever other lotions and potions your heart
desires” he replied
It was amazing to think that a simple thing like a bubble bath could
illicit such joy and he was once again overwhelmed with love for her.
Colin led Poppy and Lucy upstairs to his bedroom and the en suite with
the large Poppy length bath.
Not that Poppy needed to be shown the way she had bathed in there
before.
He then left Lucy to take charge while he sorted out some clean
clothes for her out of a pile of clothes an ex-girlfriend had left behind.
They were both very different shapes but the clothes would do for now
and there was something strangely arousing about a girl wearing another girls
knickers.
He gave Lucy the clean towels and put the clothes on the bed and Lucy
took the towels into Poppy and he went downstairs, Lucy followed a few moments
later.
In the kitchen they sat silent at the table and continued to drink
their coffee.
Lucy finally broke the silence
“How long?”
“How long what” he replied
“You and Poppy” she said in a sisterly tone “and don’t deny it”
He remained silent
“Come on then out with it” she insisted
“A few weeks” he said “But…”
“But what?” she pressed and he went on to explain how things had
stalled between them.
“Well I know one thing for sure” she said “Poppy is in love with you”
“Is she?” he asked
“Of course she is you idiot”
“Then why is she holding back?” he asked
“She’s waiting for you to tell her that you love her”
“But I do” he protested “I do love her”
“It’s no good telling me that though is it?” Lucy pointed out “You
need to tell her”
Lucy had gone back out to the yard and it was another five minutes after
that before Poppy reappeared looking altogether better.
The unbruised sections of her face were pink and fresh; her hair was
damp and tousled.
The clothes he sorted out for her fitted well enough though the
trousers were a bit baggy around the bum.
He would have liked to tell his ex-girlfriend how good her trousers
looked on a smaller arse.
He smiled to himself at the thought but that was soon replaced by the
rather dirtier thought about the knickers Poppy was wearing.
“Feeling a bit better now?” he asked her as he handed her a dressing
gown
“Much” she said, “where’s Lucy?”
“She’s gone back to lock up, there’s a storm brewing” he said
“I should go and help her” Poppy said and stood up
“You’re going nowhere” he snapped “sit”
She obeyed without speaking
“Now then” he said, “Are you hungry?”
“A bit”
“How about some soup?”
“Yes please” she said
“Go and sit in the lounge then and I’ll bring it through” Colin
suggested
“Ok thanks”
“Put the TV on if you want” he called after her
While he was warming the soup Lucy returned with Victoria, one of the
stable girls
“How is she?” Victoria asked with real concern
“Much better” he answered,
They went into the kitchen and watched while he finished warming the
soup.
“Right” he said pouring the soup into a bowl.
“Let’s go and see her, she’s in the lounge, go through” he said and
followed on with a dinner tray.
But when they arrived in the lounge they found Poppy fast asleep on
the sofa.
He put the tray down briefly while he picked up a flowered throw which
Lucy took from him and covered the sleeping figure.
Colin then picked up the tray again and all three of them tiptoed from
the room.
By the kitchen door Lucy whispered
“Did you tell her?”
“No not yet” he replied “you old nag bag”
When Lucy and Victoria had left Colin ate the soup and sat at the
table and pondered on how he was going to broach the subject of love with Poppy
without making a complete arse of himself.
Unsurprisingly thoughts of Poppy and love very soon turned to thoughts
of making love to Poppy.
Such lustful considerations filled his head for the remainder of the evening
and he had a slightly sinful grin on his face as he put his head round the door
of the lounge and found Poppy still sleeping soundly so he took himself off to
bed just as the rain began to fall.
It wasn’t long before the thunder rolled in and lighting flashes lit
the sky, he was lying on his side with his back to the door and had a great
view through the open curtains.
Colin had been in bed for maybe an hour drifting in and out of sleep
when he heard the bedroom door slowly open and then close again.
He didn’t think too much of it as he wasn’t one hundred percent sure
if he had dreamt it or not.
But then Colin felt the covers move and he could hear the soft rustle
of the sheets and the warmth of another body, the warmth of a naked body, a
soft young naked body.
He could feel Poppy’s breath on his neck and her stiff little nipples
pressing in his back and the fluff of her freshly laundered bush brushing against
his buttocks and he got the oh too familiar stirring.
“Hello Poppy” he said, “what are you doing here?”
“You left me all alone” she said “and the thunder frightened me”
She was pressed so close against him that it was like he had a second
skin.
“And did the thunder frighten you so much that all your clothes fell
off?” he enquired
“No I took those off because I was hot” she lied
“Hmm, I think you’re a fibber and you should go back to your own bed”
“But Colin” she protested as she slid her hand across his skin and
grasped his semi aroused cock
“He doesn’t want me to go”
Colin rolled onto his back as she stroked him to a full hard on.
“He has no moral fibre” he said
“I think he really likes me though don’t you?”
“What I think is that you’re a cheeky little minx who really deserves
a spank” he said and she kissed him on the mouth and he knew he had lost the
inner battle with his conscience.
“But as you’re already black and blue I’ll have to let you ravish me
instead, I can always spank you another day”
And having been given the green light she kissed him again this time
with true conviction and plenty of tongue while her hand tugged on his shaft.
“I don’t think she’ll wait for foreplay,” he thought to myself
“She’s well and truly ready to go”
His suspicion was that she had already started the party long before
she crawled into his bed and it wasn’t long after that, a matter of moments no
more, that she let go of his shaft and climbed on to it letting out a long
satisfying sigh as her hot creamy cunny encased his cock.
Poppy sat up in the saddle rising and falling on him and was much more
confident and self-assured than the last time she mounted him and she was
eliciting pleasurable moans from him to match her own and he took hold of her
hips as she slid her syrupy pussy up and down his shaft.
Poppy’s hands were on his chest and he gripped her piston like hips as
she diligently applied herself to the task.
And as she neared her climax her delicious moans grew in intensity and
she slumped forward until her head was on his chest and she groaned through
gritted teeth as her pelvis thrust herself towards the abyss and Colin let his
hands caress her slender young form as he too approached the point of no
return.
And when they reached the frantic final thrusts Poppy was like a wild
animal lost in the moment so he gripped the ravishing beasts arse firmly and
hung on until she screamed out in orgasm and he pulsed out his ejaculate inside
her hot quim.
She then collapsed on top of him and panted like a well-exercised spaniel while
he stayed inside, as her tight young cunny held his cock captive in the heart
of her.
After about five minutes she climbed off him
with a sigh and collapsed on the bed next to him and lay there with her right
hand on his thigh.
Colin took hold of it in his and held it to
his lips for a moment or two before taking the opportunity to sniff her
fingers.
As soon as she realised what he was doing she snatched her hand away.
“Don’t” she said
“I thought you’d started without me darling” he said
“And I was right”
“You’re horrible” she said and turned her back to him and had it not
been dark he would have seen her whole body turn scarlet.
“I’m sorry honey” he said spooning her “I didn’t mean to embarrass
you”
She shrugged her shoulders
“I couldn’t help it” Poppy said “I couldn’t stop myself”
“I think it’s really sexy,” he said truthfully
“Really?” she asked
“Really” he affirmed
“Now turn over so we can have a proper cuddle”
She did so and immediately buried her face in his neck and there they
lay for an indeterminate time before it became apparent she wanted to make love
again.
But as she tongued his ear and roughly yanked at his cock he brought a
halt to proceedings.
“What’s wrong?” she said and abandoned his ear
“I’m sorry if I’m not doing it right”
“You’re doing everything perfectly” he assured her
“So what’s wrong then?”
“We need to talk” he explained
“What about?”
“Us”
“Us?” she asked
“I want there to be an “us”“ he said
“There is an “us” she said still absentmindedly tugging on him
“I don’t mean an occasional shag” he said “I want you all the time”
“What do you mean?”
“I love you Poppy” Colin said “and I want you here beside me every
night”
“I love you too” she replied and kissed him with such passion while
she still stroked his cock and then they made love again.
