1. BLITHE


    Date: 10/4/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Male / Females, Romance, Author: Gentalman, Rating: 91.4, Source: sexstories.com

    mean, diamonds are beautiful but you want to take them out of the safe and wear them every now and then. “Here we are.” Henry called out, as I pulled up to his tractor. He popped out, grabbed his gear, and then offered Candy a helping hand out, all before I had even put Jenny in park. A vision of her walking a catwalk for a fashion designer crossed my mind as I watched her climb out. ‘She is probably out of my league.’ I thought despairingly. But still, that was a league I would love to be in. Henry pulled out a five and said, “Thanks for your help.” and offered it to me. “Oh, that’s ok.” I said, waving his offer off. “I might need your help some time.” “No, go ahead and take it.” he argued, “I told ya I’d give you some gas money.” thrusting it back at me. “I don’t need it.” I fought back, “Besides, it was nice meeting you.” He shrugged and thrust the bill back in his pocket. “Likewise I reckon.” he replied, turning away, but turned again to say, “Thanks again for your help.” “Anytime.” I said with a nod. “Nice meeting you Jake.” Candy said. “Same here Candice.” I replied with a smile. “Oh, you have something sticky spilled in your floorboard back there.” she informed me. I fought the impulse of turning red from embarrassment as best I could. “Oh? I’ll have to take care of that.” I said apologetically. She had to be talking about the remnants from Jenny’s christening. Chapter 10 I waited until they stepped around to the tractor and turned into my driveway. Since the top ...
    was off, I decided to park Jenny in the stables; ok, garage. But it used to be stables housing horses and carriages. I turned and backed her in, thinking that pulling straight out would be nice when I went to drive her again. I headed for the house, stopped to tell mom I was back, and picked up some cleaning supplies. With towel and carpet cleaner I started to head back out. “What are you doing?” a familiar voice asked. Turning around to my sister, I told her, “Got a spot on Jenny I want to clean.” “Oh, ok.” she said, “Hey, what do you have planned for tomorrow?” I didn’t have any plans but I was cautious about sharing that fact. “I don’t know. Why?” I asked. “Well, mom and I want to go shopping tomorrow.” she conveyed. “Oh, I need some deodorant.” I remembered aloud. “Yeah, whatever.” she replied, waiving that off and raising my caution level up another notch. “Well it might not be important to you, but I tend to care about it.” I assured her, wondering just what she was up to. “I mean, I wasn’t looking for a shopping list.” she said coyly. “I just had a question.” “This ought to be good.” I mused, “What is it?” “Well,” she chirped, “I was talking to mom and told her about Dillard’s having a sale and they have this really nice pair of shoes I want to buy.” and veered into the design choices they have and she really hadn’t made up her mind which color was better. “Ok, so…?” I prompted, wanting her to get to the point. “So after Dillard’s she wants to hit the grocery store. ...