OPPOSITES DO ATTRACT

CHAPTER ONE

It was a Friday afternoon in early September, and Josh Kretschmer was sitting at his desk working on a robot for one of his classes. This robot had been giving him problems due to incorrect gearing, and being tired of pissing with it, he was rebuilding it with 3-D printed gears. Josh was a third-year engineering student at Purdue University and a pretty good robotic engineer. He would graduate in the spring because he managed to test out of almost all of his freshmen classes. Josh had his own business off-campus to design and build robots.

Standing 6’3” and weighing 220 pounds, Josh had broad shoulders and a narrow waist with excellent muscle tone across his whole body. He had ocean blue eyes, long curly golden blond hair, a tightly trimmed mustache, beard, and a deep farmer’s tan. His family didn’t live on a farm when he was younger but in a nice subdivision. Then, his parents inherited a farm from his grandparents, and his older sister had begged them not to sell it because she loved working on it.

Josh became a farm kid since he would always help his older sister on the farm, and he enjoyed it since farm work kept him in shape. His parents had made it a condition of “selling” the farm to his sister that half the farm would be his. In short, Josh was everything to make most female hearts do flip-flops, but he wasn’t interested for the most part. Sure, he had been on multiple dates in high school, but they were too immature for his taste. When Josh told his parents after his first date, they laughed and said the girls all would say the same thing about the guys. He did have one very serious girlfriend, but her family relocated, which ended the relationship.

As Josh took the latest gear out of the printer, his roommate burst in. Benjamin White, Ben, was a 6’9”, 300-pound black man with a crew cut and clean-shaven. Ben and Josh had known each other for many years after they met at a regional robotic competition in middle school, and now, they rented a small house just off-campus. This way, neither of them would have to move after each year. Ben was also Josh’s business partner and owned half of the robotic business.

“Damn it, Ben! How many times do I have to tell you to knock first!?!?”

“Excuuuse me, Mr. Poster Boy Nazi, but there is a hot party tonight in Bloomington.”

Ben had called Josh a Nazi ever since they first met because of Josh’s physical appearance and his last name, but it was all in fun, and they both knew that neither had a racist bone in their body and would gladly give the other the shirt off their own back. Ben always knew he crossed the line when Josh broke down and called him a “nigger”.

“Why do I care if there’s a party at Bloomington? I mean, there are always parties down there. It seems that’s about all they’re good for.”

Ben started chuckling, and after a minute, so did Josh. Bloomington is where Indiana University is located, and neither Josh nor Ben were fans of the school or its politics. They were engineers through and through. Not only that, but both were reasonably conservative, while liberals populated Bloomington. The best way to describe Ben and Josh’s political views was “little c” conservatives. Neither had a problem with pot or homosexuals. Josh wasn’t religious, while Ben was. Both of them supported gun rights. Neither of them liked the government sticking their fingers into things, especially business; they had lost a lot of money to stupid government rules. Neither had a problem with the laws that made sense, but some only existed so that some bureaucrat’s friend could line their pocket.

“Yeah, well, my girlfriend is free this weekend.”

“Again, why do I care?” Josh was beginning to see where this was going.

“A few reasons: one, I can’t drive my car until it’s out of the shop; two, you need to get out and live a little; and three, you owe me a favor.”

Josh owed Ben a favor for Ben helping Josh fend off some very annoying sorority girls who were making Josh’s life hell a couple of weeks before, and Ben’s car was in the shop because he thought it might be fun to play chicken with a deer at 60 MPH.

“Fuck! Seriously?” Ben smiled at him. “Fine.” Josh huffed. “When do we need to leave?”

“About ten minutes ago.”

“ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS!!!”

“Yep. So, get a quick shower, and let’s go!”

“Bastard,” Josh said as he levered himself out of his chair. His muscles had stiffened from working all day.

“Give me five minutes, but you have to find your own way back.”

“Fine with me! Now hurry the fuck up, and who knows, with all the cheap booze flowing, maybe even someone as ugly as you will get lucky.” Josh gave him the single-finger salute as he left to get a shower.

Josh and Ben were on their way down to Bloomington five minutes later. Another reason for Ben wanting Josh to drive was that Josh knew all the shortcuts and had never met a speed limit that couldn’t be broken, so they got to the party just as it was starting. Ben immediately found his girlfriend and disappeared while Josh wandered around and randomly talked with people.

Despite not wanting to go, Josh had a decent time since he got to partake in a few of his favorite things. One was embarrassing the shit out of dumb jocks. Josh was much more robust and intelligent than he looked, and he knew how to fight. The other thing was people watching because people fascinated him. It always amazed him how groups of people shared so many characteristics with herd animals.

Finally, it was almost 10 PM, and Josh was getting tired; he hadn’t had much to drink and was good to drive back. He hadn’t had much to drink because the alcohol at the party was terrible. Josh had a refined taste in liquor, preferring bourbon, Irish Whiskey, and high-end Tequila, although he occasionally drank beer. Not finding Ben, Josh sent him a text telling him that he was leaving. As Josh was walking out, he noticed that it was raining hard.

“Well fuck a duck!!”

Josh was running to his truck when he heard a scream from an alley. He paused just long enough to see two thugs over a body. Hearing the scream again, he could tell it was female and coming from the body on the ground. That was all he needed to know because he never went anywhere unarmed.

He pulled a boot knife and went into the alley. Entering, he saw one of the thugs cut the lady’s clothes. At least both of them had their backs turned. Josh came up, put his hand over the mouth of the one that wasn’t standing over the woman, and in one smooth motion, slit his throat. Josh knew how to use a knife, and the cut was deep enough to cut the carotid, jugular, and windpipe. The thug was dead before he hit the ground. Thug two had seen his friend get killed out of the corner of his eye but wasn’t fast enough. Josh drove his knife into the man’s back and twisted while holding him in position until the thug died while not getting any blood on himself.

The woman was in serious trouble since she was semi-conscious and had a deep cut on her left shoulder that was bleeding severely. Josh picked her up and carried her to his truck, where he put her on his rear seat and administered first aid to keep her from bleeding to death. Josh noticed in passing that she was beautiful but didn’t do anything about it since she needed to get to a hospital before she bled out. After bandaging her, Josh wrapped her in an old blanket to keep her warm and preserve what little modesty she had left. Fortunately, the hospital was nearby, so he had her there in just a few minutes.

Pulling up to the ER doors, Josh jumped out of his truck, stuck his head in the door, and yelled for a stretcher. He returned to his vehicle, carefully picked up the young woman, and met a nurse at the door. Josh carried her inside, where he was met by a stretcher that took the young woman back to the ER. Turning to the nurse, Josh said:

“Can you come out here for a second? I have that lady’s purse in my truck and want to ensure she gets it.”

The nurse followed him to the entrance, where Josh went out to his truck, got the lady’s purse, and turned it over to the nurse. Then, without saying another word, he returned to his truck and left, ignoring the nurse’s command to stay. Josh had been careful not to leave any prints for the police to find or look at any cameras. He stopped at a bridge over a river and dumped his boot knife on the way back home; it was one of his everyday ones, so Josh didn’t care about it. The last thing he needed was some piece of hard evidence linking him to the murder. Josh showered and passed out after returning to his place at about 1 AM. He would clean his truck whenever he got up but doubted there was much of the lady’s blood on his seat, and even if there was, he knew how to clean it so that it was undetectable.

CHAPTER TWO

Rebecca Murrey, “Becky,” was in a rush. She was a freshman at Indiana University and was glad to be there. Originally from San Francisco, she had chosen IU because she couldn’t get into any decent university in California for her chosen profession; she wanted to be a doctor, and IU had an excellent medical program. Her grandmother also lived nearby, so Becky was able to see her once in a while. She rushed because she and her roommate were going to a sorority party, and they were running late. At least they didn’t have far to go. Becky stood at 5’11” with no slouch, long straight orange-red hair down to her ass, bright green eyes, a firm ass from playing sports, and snow-white skin with just a few freckles across her nose. She hoped to find a girlfriend but never had much luck back home. It was always something from being too white to not having big enough boobs, being too bright, and being too tall. Her breasts were barely B-cups. She was hoping for a fresh start in college. To occupy her time back home and with her mom’s encouragement, she turned to political activism, which had seen her participate in rallies for various causes ranging from gun control to ending capitalism.

An hour later, she was depressed because no one was paying attention to her even though she had a couple of drinks and was trying to be a delight. She had gotten a couple of offers from jocks, but they did not interest her. Becky wanted a relationship with a woman, not a one-night stand with a dumb boy. Leaving half an hour later, she was discouraged that everyone was hooking up but her. Even wearing her pride clothes, she struck out. Walking home, she was quickly soaked when the heavens opened up. ‘Why does everyone hate me,’ she thought, heading to her dorm. She was too depressed to run and needed time to think.

Suddenly, a large hand went over her mouth and pulled her into an alley as she passed. When she tried to fight, a man showed her a large knife, and she quickly shut up. There were two thugs, it turned out, and once they had her far enough in, they threw her to the ground, where she cut her shoulder on a piece of scrap metal. ‘So, this is how it ends for me? Murdered by a couple of chauvinist pigs.’ She calmly thought in a part of her brain that refused to panic.

“Please,” she begged with tears running down her face, “just let me go, and nobody has to find out about this…please? I’m bleeding and need medical attention.”

“Bitch, you ain’t going to live long enough to need to worry about it cause the last thing you going to feel is my giant cock buried in your cunt,” one of them chuckled.

With this, she screamed, but they just laughed.

“Cunt, nobody’s going to hear you with this rain, so you can scream as much as you want. We like it when the prey screams!”

Becky screamed again, and the bigger thug reached down and cut her shirt open while chuckling. By this time, she was having problems staying awake as she felt her life draining out of her back. Suddenly, one of the thugs vanished. This confused her, but he probably moved to get a better view. What happened next confused her even more. The big guy’s head was pulled back by something, and she heard him grunt before he fell backward. Now, a new guy came into view, and this one was cute for a guy. Becky felt herself being picked up but was so weak she couldn’t fight back. Then she realized this guy was helping her and observed that she was put into a large truck before the man put a dressing on her shoulder. She tried to roll over, but the man told her:

“Lay still, please. You got one hell of a cut on your shoulder, and I’m putting a dressing on it before taking you to the hospital. Make sure you get a tetanus shot since it looks like you landed on something rusty. I would hate for you to die from it.”

“What’s your name?” she barely managed to ask, but he didn’t answer. Instead, he shushed her.

Becky was so out of it that she couldn’t even ask a follow-up question. She remembered parts of the ride; then, he picked her up again and carried her into the hospital, where she passed out.

The next thing she remembered was waking up in a recovery room with a numb shoulder. She looked around and saw she was on a couple of IVs. Her roommate was sitting in a chair nearby and was thrilled Becky was awake. Finally, the doctor that came in told Becky:

“If the guy who brought you in hadn’t put that dressing on your shoulder and done an outstanding job, you would have bled to death.”

This one sentence turned Becky’s world upside-down. She had never been helped by a male before, and this was as close as she had ever come to dying. Dying was something that she didn’t want to do because she enjoyed life. Her next visitor was a police detective who told her that one of her shoes had been found at a crime scene where two men had been killed with a knife. They knew it was her shoe because it had a chip in it that was linked to her phone for exercising.

Becky then told the detective what she remembered from the experience. The detective then showed her pictures of the dead men, causing her to instinctively scream. Then he showed her an image of the man who brought her in from the hospital security footage. Unfortunately, security couldn’t get a shot of the man’s face and couldn’t get an image of the guy’s license plate because it was raining so hard. The detectives didn’t take long to connect the dots for the dead men. When they ran the two men’s DNA, it came back tied to several unsolved rapes and murders in the area starting five years before.

As Becky lay there, she thought back to the party. She felt the guy looked familiar, but if she could identify the guy, she wouldn’t tell the cops. If anything, she would buy the guy a gift basket for saving her life, and the funny thing was she didn’t even like guys. Her mom had preached against straight males her entire life, and every experience she had so far confirmed what her mom had told her:

“Males are nothing but trouble and only good for knocking you up. If you want to be truly happy, you need to find yourself a nice girl to settle down with.”

Becky was in the hospital for a few days, and by the time she got out, she was sure she had seen the guy who had saved her at the party. The entire time, she had been studying copies of the security pictures. When she slept, she would get flashbacks of the attack and rescue. With each flashback, her rescuer’s face became more apparent.

When Becky returned to her dorm, she sat down with her artist roommate to sketch the guy so she could show it around to see if anyone knew him. Becky had her drawing after a couple of hours, and while numerous girls recognized him, none knew his name. They did say he was friendly, charming, fascinating to talk to, and well-built.

The day after Becky was released, it was time for her weekly video call with Jane, her mother. Becky explained everything that happened to her, including the fact that the bastards that had attacked her were now dead; they couldn’t attack anyone ever again. Jane was furious, to put it mildly. One, two goons had attacked her daughter, and two, Becky seemed to have some feelings for the guy who saved her. It took Becky almost half an hour to calm Jane down so they could finish the call on a good note, and she promised to talk with her grandma.

Becky’s grandma was a feminist activist back in the day and was still active on several subjects, but she didn’t have the same male-hating views as Jane. She was old enough to know the person’s personality, not gender, made someone good or bad. Grandma’s advice to Becky was:

“Find this guy, and thank him. Since he saved your life, the least you could do is buy him dinner. Who knows, maybe something good will come of all this.”

To that end, Grandma gave Becky a hundred dollars for dinner. In return, all grandma wanted was pictures of the man who saved her only granddaughter.

After almost a month, Becky was ready to give up. Finally, she got a result from a direction she wasn’t expecting. One of the seniors who happened to be in the sorority that hosted the party came up to Becky one day after her English class and asked about the sketch Becky had been showing around.

“I’m curious. Why do you think you might know him? Everyone who remembers the guy doesn’t know him.”

“Humor me, please. I’ve been here for years, so I know a lot of guys. Also, since we hosted the party and have a lot of photos, we can look at them for comparisons.”

Becky handed the lady the sketch and could have sworn the lady’s face lit up like a Christmas tree.

“Do you know him?”

“Yes, I do. However, it will cost you if you want me to identify him.”

“As long as the price isn’t too high, I’ll pay it.” They shook on it.

“I’ve known this man for several years, and he’s my boyfriend’s roommate and business partner. His name is Josh Kretschmer, and he is probably one of the nicest, most trustworthy men I have ever met and, at the same time, the smartest. Even my boyfriend Ben says that, and he has one hell of an ego. So, now I have to ask: why do you want to find him?”

Becky told her what happened to her and why she wanted to find him. She had gotten news from the police department that they were at a dead end on who saved her and wanted to warn Josh to stay out of Bloomington for a while because the last thing she wanted was for him to get arrested.

“Well, girl, you’re in luck because I know Ben doesn’t have a class right now, so we should be able to get ahold of him, and maybe we can set something up for you. That’s the price; you have to go on a date with him.”

Becky tried to tell the woman that she was a lesbian and therefore not interested in men, but to no avail. The woman called Ben and then handed the phone to Becky. Becky told him what had happened to her and that she was sure Josh had saved her. When she was done describing Josh, Ben confirmed that sounded like him. He also confirmed that Josh always carried at least a knife with him and was lethal with it. Ben also told her that if she wanted to get to know Josh, she should be at their house no later than 3 PM on Thursday because Josh would be spending the weekend at his home, and Ben was sure Josh would let Becky tag along. Ben’s girlfriend said she would drive Becky up to Purdue since she was going there for the weekend anyway.

Becky would have to miss a class, but that was fine since she didn’t need to attend that class anyway. This guy caught her attention for some reason, but she didn’t know why. Maybe it was just that she was being forced into meeting him or that everyone spoke so well of him. She made sure that before she left, her roommate knew where Becky was going, and she went so far as to put a spy app on her phone so her roommate could keep track of her. Things were moving so fast that Becky couldn’t keep up. She started just wanting to thank the man who saved her and warn him about the police, but now she had a surprise date thrust on her, and she wasn’t allowed to back out.

CHAPTER THREE

Becky had never been so nervous as she walked up to Josh’s door that Thursday afternoon. Ben had texted and confirmed that Josh was leaving that afternoon and didn’t know Becky was coming up. Becky took a deep breath and knocked on the door with some encouragement from Ben’s girlfriend, Cynthia. Ben answered:

“Wow, so you’re Becky?”

“Yes, sir,” Ben laughed at this.

“Hey, don’t call me sir; I work for a living. The guy you want to see is in here. Come on. I’ll introduce you.”

Becky stepped in and set her bag down on the couch. She was interested in all the robots and books around the living room, and Ben saw her looking at the books.

“Yep, both of us are serious nerds. Now come on, girl.”

They walked down a hallway and stopped in front of a closed door. Ben knocked.

“Since when the fuck do you bother knocking!?!?”

Ben smirked.

“Since there is someone here to see you. So, get your skinny, white ass out here.”

“Keep that shit up, Ben, and I’ll turn my sister loose on your ass.” Ben instantly had a look of pain on his face as he covered his junk.

“Seriously, that was one time.”

“And she hasn’t cared for you since.”

At this, Josh opened the door and stopped to look at Becky.

“So, how’s the shoulder?”

Becky was stunned. Josh’s eyes were the most beautiful blue she had ever seen, and his shaggy head of curly blond hair made him look more like a beach bum than an engineer. Fortunately, she was able to recover quickly.

“It’s doing good. The doctor said that I would have bled to death if you hadn’t put a dressing on it. Thank you so much.” Josh just shrugged. “Also, the cops are still looking for you, so you should probably stay out of Bloomington for a while.”

“I have no real reason to go down to Bloomington any time soon. I’m actually getting ready to go home for the weekend.”

“Yeah, about that. I was wondering if I could come with you? Please?” Becky asked with puppy dog eyes.

“Why?”

“Because I would like to get to know you better. I’ve never met anyone like you.”

Josh looked straight into her eyes for a few seconds, and everyone held their breath. Cynthia and Ben knew what was going through Josh’s mind and wisely kept their mouths shut. Josh was seeing if the woman would flinch. She didn’t.

“Sure, why not? I hope you have other clothes than just those.”

“My bag is in the living room.”

“That’s not what I meant. Do you have work clothes? I live on a farm, and if you want to visit, you are expected to help out some or at least make an effort to help. On the plus side, being a girl, you won’t have the same problem Ben had the only time he visited.”

“What happened?” Josh smirked at Ben, inviting him to tell the story.

“I got a little carried away with his older sister at a New Year party, and she kicked me so hard I had to wait three days for the ball to drop.” Cynthia laughed so hard that she had problems breathing as she clutched her sides. “Hey, it wasn’t funny. That fucking hurt!”

“I told you to be careful with her, but you wouldn’t listen. You were so sure that you knew all about women, but you didn’t know shit about farmgirls.”

“I do now. It’s called stay the hell away from them.” At this, Josh chuckled, and Becky grinned a bit. ‘Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all,’ she thought.

“So, Becky, do you have work clothes with you?”

“No, sorry, I’m a city girl, born and raised in San Francisco.”

“What the fuck are you doing in Indiana?”

“I couldn’t get into a decent med school in California, so IU was my next choice. Plus, my grandma lives southeast of Bloomington, and it’s nice to see her.”

“And that would be that “marvelous affirmative action” for you,” injected Ben quietly, causing Cynthia to smile.

Affirmative action might have been officially banned in the state, but Ben and Cynthia knew it was still alive and well due to essays that are very subjective. Both of them hated that some people thought because someone had darker skin, they needed extra help. It was like because they had darker skin, they were incapable of succeeding by themselves.

“Well, we should probably get going, and we’ll just stop at a farm store on the way home to find you something for the weekend.”

With this, Josh stepped out of his room and tucked his Sig P365 into its holster.

“You have a gun?” asked Becky, now frightened. “Why would you or anyone need one of those?”

“This is Indiana, sweetheart. I bet three-quarters of the people in the state have a gun or two. I’ve got a few, but my sister is a gun nut and likes to build her guns.” Ben then chimed in:

“I have two,” and pulled two handguns from their concealed holsters.

Cynthia spoke up as well:

“And I got one in a holster between the girls.”

“See, three-quarters of the people have guns,” Josh chirped while Ben and Cynthia gave shark-like grins. Becky wasn’t sure what she was getting into.

Cynthia then added:

“Ben and I now carry because of an incident a couple of years ago. Ben and I would have been killed if Josh hadn’t been there with a gun.”

Josh came out and closed his door.

“Well, can you two kids manage not to destroy the house this weekend?” he asked, looking at Ben and Cynthia.

“We make no promises,” they said together, causing Josh to smile, chuckle, and shake his head.

Becky felt her heart rate increase a little because now she could see how handsome Josh was, and his warm smile made her weak-kneed as he squeezed past her to the kitchen to grab a drink for the drive. When he returned, Becky was ready to go, and she followed him to his truck.

“Wow, this is the first time I’ve ever ridden in a truck. Well, the first that I can remember, I mean.” Josh gave her one of his warm smiles.

“I’ve had this one for five years, and she runs like a dream. Hop in.”

When Josh touched her arm, Becky felt a surge of electricity flood through her. Josh opened the door for her and held his hand out so she could use it to climb in. He then took her bag and put it on the back seat. Becky was taken aback by his old-fashioned manners and her reaction to his touch, but she wasn’t going to complain. She had invited herself even if she had been blackmailed into it by Cynthia. When he started it, Becky asked:

“Why does it sound like that?”

“It’s a diesel. Diesel gets much better fuel mileage, and I use it for pulling on the farm and hauling stuff around down here.”

“Oh.”

“Just let me text my sister and tell her I’m on the way and bringing a friend.”

“Your sister?”

“Yep. We own the farm. That was the condition for Mom and Dad to “sell” it to her. I don’t mind because I love living on a farm. It’s much better than living in suburbia or, worse, the inner city.”

Becky tried to get to know Josh more as they traveled, but he was pretty quiet, giving only short answers to her questions. She learned they were about as opposite as possible, although they did agree on a few things. Becky was as liberal as could be, while he was a moderate conservative for the most part. Becky was even a card-carrying socialist who attended rallies as often as possible, while Josh was a business owner. Even as opposite as they were and as distant as Josh was, Becky could feel herself being drawn to him like a moth to light. She couldn’t understand why since he was far from her dream date. First, Josh was a guy; second, he was white; third, he lived on a farm; and fourth, he was a business owner. All this was the exact opposite of who she thought she was looking for. The biggest question in Becky’s mind quickly became: ‘Is Josh attracted to me?’

Josh was wary as hell, and alarm bells were going off in his head. His biggest questions were: ‘Why is she coming on so strong? What does she want, a meal ticket, or is she more mature than that? Maybe she thinks that she can secretly film the farm and inject scenes of animal abuse?’ He hoped that she was interested in him personally because she was hot as hell, and Josh could tell already that she was brilliant and willing to use her intelligence. This combination was precisely what Josh sought in a date, but time would tell.

Home for Josh was in the Northeast corner of the state, so the drive was about three hours long. On the way, Josh stopped to get Becky some clothes for the weekend. He bought her a pair of cowgirl boots, a couple of pairs of pants, two shirts, and a sweatshirt. According to the weather forecast, a cold front was coming in, and Josh figured Becky would appreciate warmer clothes. He was sure his sister’s shorts would fit Becky; they appeared to have about the same size waist. Friday was forecasted to be a scorcher by October standards.

“You don’t have to do this, Josh.”

“Would you just not argue. This stuff isn’t costing me much, and I’m finding that I kind of like you.”

“Just kind of like?”

“Don’t push it,” he growled.

With this, Becky clammed up, and they resumed their journey. Something in Josh’s voice told her he was serious. Traveling, Becky was amazed by all the farms, and she liked going through Amish country. Josh didn’t react because he was used to it all. Finally, Josh pulled off the highway and tore down the backroads. He could make this part of the journey in his sleep, and he sometimes did. Becky was nervous as Josh sped down some of the dirt roads, but looking at Josh, she relaxed because he was completely relaxed. After traveling backroads for about fifteen minutes, Josh slowed and pulled into a farm.

Becky was speechless; the farm was beautiful. There were a large number of flowering plants and shade trees surrounding the house. The house was brick with a copper roof, and the barns behind it were red with white trim and roofs. Becky could also see a pond and a garden behind the house. Josh pulled right into the garage and parked his truck. He noticed his sister’s truck in the other bay and knew she was home.

“Come on, Becky. Let’s get your stuff inside; then we can find my sister. By the way, her name is Gretchen.”

Becky grabbed her bag while Josh grabbed her new clothes, and they went into the house. Becky found the inside as beautiful as the outside, with a modern kitchen and granite countertops. Every room she could see had rich, hardwood floors, with many of the larger trim pieces being reclaimed lumber. The living room centerpieces were the sizeable tropical aquarium against one wall and the grand piano near the opposite wall. What surprised her the most was that there wasn’t a single TV in the house while numerous books were in a small library. The library also had several animals mounted on the walls, which bugged Becky, but she held her tongue since she was a guest and a long way from her dorm. Josh showed her to the guest room, and she was thrilled to see a very comfortable queen-sized bed. After putting her stuff on the bed, they went to find Gretchen.

Walking out of the house, Josh saw a door on one of the barns open, so he headed there first. He could hear a welder working as he was going through the door. Turning to Becky:

“It sounds like Gretchen is welding something. Now, if she is welding when we get in there, do not look directly at the light source because it can burn your eyeballs.”

“Oh, okay,” said Becky nervously.

“Don’t worry, Becky. Now come on.”

They finally got into the barn, and Becky could see someone bent over a big piece of metal.

“GRETCHEN,” Josh shouted.

Gretchen turned and lifted her welding helmet, so Becky was stunned at how beautiful she was. She had the same golden blonde hair that Josh had, but hers had been bleached by the sun, and it was in a single braid going down to between her shoulders. She had a golden tan that made her blue eyes stand out more. Becky estimated that Gretchen stood about 5’9” and weighed maybe a buck fifty. Gretchen was a curvy lady, but from what Becky could see, the only fat on her was in her breasts, which were C-cups, and it was apparent that she wasn’t wearing a bra because Becky could see them sway as Gretchen moved. As Gretchen walked up, Becky was mesmerized by her deep blue eyes.

“Hey, Josh. Who’s this?” Josh waved Becky forward.

“Becky, this is my older sister, Gretchen. Gretchen, this is Becky.” Gretchen and Becky shook hands.

“That the new tractor frame?” asked Josh, nodding toward the piece of steel that Gretchen had been working on.

“Yep. I should be able to finish next week, and before you ask, it’s going together like a dream.”

“New tractor?” Becky asked.

“Yep, we build some of our tractors. That way, we can control the programming and the design. Hey, I’m an excellent engineer and can do the programming better than the big guys’ can. I design them, and Gretchen does most of the building, although I help when I have time. We save thousands of dollars by building our tractors. When we make a new tractor, we sell an older one, and usually, we get more out of it than we put into it. Our tractors are very popular with the other farmers in the area.”

“Wow. Cool.”

“Hey Gretchen, what did you make for supper?”

“Venison.”

“Get one this morning?”

“Yep, a big doe and the meats in the fridge. I was waiting for you to get home to start it.”

“You mean you were waiting for me to get home so I could cook it,”

Gretchen smiled. “Same difference. Now go so Becky and I can talk.” Josh swallowed hard and went to start dinner. As he walked away, he mumbled: “Shit, I’m fucked!”

After he was out the door, Gretchen gave Becky a calculating look before starting:

“You know I’m much warmer than people make me out to be. It’s just that I don’t take shit from anyone. Plus, while I have dated women before, I would rather have a man.”

“I …”

“Stop, just stop. I saw the look on your face when you first saw me, and I know you find me attractive. Since you came with Josh, I assume you met him at his place in West Lafayette, which means you talked with Ben. So, what’s your story anyway? You must be extraordinary because you’re the first girl Josh has brought home in a long time.”

Becky told Gretchen about living in California before moving to Indiana to attend IU. She told Gretchen of Josh saving her in the alley, how he had helped her, and how the cops couldn’t figure out he killed those bastards. She also told her how she had found Josh and why she had searched so hard for him. During Becky’s story, Gretchen never said a word or even moved a muscle. When Becky finished, Gretchen asked:

“So, where do you want to go from here? Do you want to try to date Josh, or do you want to say thank you in a special way?”

Becky turned crimson when Gretchen called her out so fast.

“To tell you the truth, I’m not sure yet. I’m leaning toward trying to date him if he would have me. I’ve never dated a guy before; my mom hates males, and that view was pounded into me at a young age.”

“Good answer because if you said that you just wanted to say thanks, I would have told you to take a hike. Josh doesn’t do one-night stands, and neither do I. I’ve had guys and gals pretend to be interested in me, but they were only into one-night stands, which broke my heart. That was followed by Josh breaking them. He is much stronger and smarter than he looks and is very protective of his loved ones. I’ve lost count of how many fights he’s gotten into because of me. So, naturally, I’m a bit protective of him, and if you break his heart, I’ll break you, and you’ll regret looking for Josh for the rest of your life.”

Becky stepped back, “Why are you two that protective of each other?”

“Because we’re family, and families look out for one another because all you truly ever have is family. Friends, money, fame; they come and go, but family is forever.”

Before Becky could say anything else, Josh called the ladies for dinner. He had made venison steaks with a baked potato, mushroom gravy, and a salad on the side. For drinks, he had a beer and two glasses of wine on the table. Becky’s mouth started watering when she entered; the smell was divine. Even though she had been raised vegan, she would eat Josh’s cooking. One, it smelled delicious and looked better; two, she hadn’t told him she was vegan and didn’t want to be rude. Three, she was curious because she had never had meat growing up.

Just as she thought, Josh’s cooking was to die for, and she gave up being a vegan right there because of it. She was stunned at how comfortable Josh and Gretchen were with each other, and several times, she blushed because of their conversation. It seemed like nothing was off-limits as they talked about Gretchen’s love life. They didn’t bother talking about Josh’s because he didn’t have one. What surprised her was how fast she got full from the dinner; she never remembered feeling so satisfied after eating at home. Seeing the look on Becky’s face, Josh said:

“Yep, eating meat will do that to you when you’ve never had it.”

“How did you know?”

“I guessed within ten minutes of meeting you today, and your look confirms that you were raised vegan, but it wasn’t your choice. Remember, there’s nothing wrong with eating meat as long as you don’t overdo it. Children need to eat meat and eggs since they need protein, and some minerals are only found in those products. Again, within limits. Plus, they don’t need the extra fiber that plants have.”

“I must say that I’m surprised that I like this so much because before I came here, the smell of meat cooking would make me sick.”

“Why didn’t you say anything? I would have stopped and gotten you whatever you wanted to eat.”

“I don’t know. Maybe because I sprang this on you so fast, I didn’t want to be a bigger burden than I already am. Now, I want to try all kinds of meats because I’m curious.”

“Well, I will tell you right now that there are some meats you will love and some that you will hate. Just like with any other food.”

Becky giggled, and Josh and Gretchen immediately caught what she was laughing about. Gretchen about fell out of her chair, and Josh turned bright red. He couldn’t believe he had walked right into the double meaning of meat. Since Gretchen didn’t cook, she did the dishes while Josh showed Becky the farm. Gretchen looked out the kitchen window and smiled while watching Becky and Josh. ‘They do make a cute couple, even if she’s lesbian. I hope Josh knows that about her, but maybe she doesn’t realize that she’s straighter than she thinks,’ Gretchen thought as she watched them walk to the barn.

On their way to the barn, Becky wrapped her hands around Josh’s arm and felt a thrill at how hard his muscles were and the heat coming off his body. As they walked, Josh moved his arm. At first, Becky was worried she had gone too far, but then she felt his arm wrap around her shoulders and gently pull her body toward him. Then she looked over and up into his eyes. This almost turned into a mistake because she was so busy looking into his eyes that she tripped, and only Josh’s arm kept her from taking one hell of a tumble. All this with Josh confused Becky; she was horny as hell, and Josh was causing those feelings. Never before had anyone caused such feelings in her, which were scary as much as they were exhilarating.

When they finally walked into the barn, Becky suddenly felt very small; she had never been near farm equipment and was humbled by their size. Josh saw the look on Becky’s face and chuckled as he went over and pushed the opener for the main door.

“Come on, Becky, I’ll take you for a ride, and when we get back, I’ll show you the animals.”

Her eyes were as big as saucers as Josh led her to the largest tractor on the farm. It was a twelve-wheeled behemoth used to pull the planter or the grain buggy. Becky didn’t protest; she was still in awe of everything, and now, she was climbing into this beast. Josh climbed up and opened the tractor door for her. After showing her where to sit, he took the operator’s seat, flipped some switches, and turned the key after waiting a second. The tractor roared to life, and Becky let out a girlish squeal before she could stop herself. She was so embarrassed, but when she saw the smile on Josh’s face, that embarrassment disappeared, and Becky swore that her cheeks felt like they were burning off as she turned her head away.

A hand gently slid across her cheek, pulling her face back toward Josh. Josh’s face was only inches from hers, and she looked into his eyes. Looking into his eyes, Becky froze and suddenly knew where the Medusa myth had come from; she couldn’t look away. Not thinking, she started to move forward, and Josh moved forward to meet her. Her heart rate rapidly accelerated, and her stomach was doing flips as their lips met. When their lips met, Becky could have sworn that she had been hit by lightning as the energy flowed through her entire body. Her hands moved up to where they were on Josh’s cheeks to hold him on her lips. While her hands were holding Josh, her jaw opened, and their tongues wrestled for space in their mouths.

Meanwhile, one of Josh’s hands was going along her jawline, only stopping when his fingers were buried in her hair. Finally, they broke their kiss, with Josh lightly pulling on Becky’s lower lip with his teeth. Their cheeks flushed bright red, and their eyes dilated as Josh gave her the warmest smile and pulled her close.

As she got comfortable, Josh revved the tractor and put it in gear, causing Becky to squeal again. Becky wasn’t sure where these feelings came from but had never felt anything like them during her other dates. Even when she managed to get in bed with one of her dates, she never felt so alive. Meanwhile, her thinking shifted from: this can’t work out, to this mustn’t work out, before finally settling on maybe this can work out.

As Josh drove out of the barn, Becky was like a cat with a laser pointer. She was trying to look at everything at the same time. She could feel the raw power of the tractor in her seat and the heat radiating from Josh’s body. It seemed like she could see for miles from the cab, and as they went down the road, she looked in awe at how small passing cars looked. Josh drove them around for about half an hour before he pulled off into an empty field and put the tractor in park before turning to Becky:

“You want to drive?”

“I… I…. I’ve never driven anything like this before,” Becky replied with fear in her voice.

“Good, you won’t have any bad habits to get rid of; now, hop on over.”

Becky and Josh traded places, and he gave her the basics of how to drive a tractor. He had purposely pulled into a field so Becky wouldn’t have to worry about hitting anything. Becky was so nervous when she put the tractor in gear that she almost peed herself. Releasing the brake, Becky squealed as the tractor jumped forward and felt the raw power under her control. After driving around the field for ten minutes, she discovered she loved driving the tractor. Josh jumped out and took pictures of her up in the cab. He would let Becky go through them later and send her the ones she wanted. He climbed up in the cab and asked her if she wanted to drive back.

“But…but…but”

“But…what?”

“But what about the cops? Don’t you need a special license?”

“I know all the cops around here. I’m a bit surprised we haven’t been stopped so they can say hi. Also, there’s no special license for tractor driving.”

“You sure I’m ready?”

“Come on. Round here, kids start driving as soon as they can reach the pedals.”

“Well, okay,” Becky said nervously.

Becky drove the tractor back to the farm but took it slow. They made it back without problems, and under Josh’s instructions, she backed the tractor into the barn and shut the engine off. Once it was shut down, she launched herself into Josh’s arms, laughing and giggling. Her laugh was like crack to Josh, and he just loved that laugh and her smile. Again, their lips met, and the electricity flowed through their bodies.

“See, I told you that you would do good, Becky,” Josh told her as they broke their embrace.

Their next stop was to see the animals Josh and Gretchen raised. Here again, Becky wasn’t surprised to see robots caring for the animals. Becky had been to numerous animal rights rallies and seen factory farm conditions. The animals here looked to be taken care of well. She couldn’t see any animal in distress or any with bad skin or feathers. Even though there were almost two thousand head of cattle and ten thousand chickens on the farm, Becky couldn’t smell them. Seeing her confusion, Josh explained:

“The air in the barns is recirculated after it goes through filters. The methane and sulfur compounds are fed to bacteria used for fertilizer. All the manure is first sent to a bioreactor to make the methane gas used to make enough electricity to run the whole farm, and we have enough left over to sell to the grid. After the manure goes through the reactor, we use it to grow mushrooms, removing excess nitrogen. After that, it’s on the fields where it continues to fertilize without worrying about run-off because, by that time, it’s rich black dirt, and we never till the ground. The ground cover grows through the new dirt and anchors it in place. We have been looking into greenhouses to grow fresh fruits and veggies year-round. That might be a project for next year. We probably will use the heat from the generator exhaust gases to heat the greenhouses. We might vent the exhaust directly into the greenhouses so the plants can remove the CO2. The animals on this farm are mostly born here and will stay here until they are ready for market, although we have some robots designed to do some butchering. We have more animals here than we can butcher efficiently. And before you ask, nothing from the animals is wasted. What isn’t sold is converted to organic fertilizer.”

Becky was in awe of the farm and its environment, even though it was a small factory farm. Chemicals were only used when there was no alternative, and antibiotics were administered to only sick animals until they got healthy. The whole farm was designed to work with nature, not against her. Josh had explained that neither he nor Gretchen believed there was such a thing as waste. “Waste” was just another resource that didn’t have a use yet. Eventually, they strolled back to the house, laughing and giggling as they bumped into each other. When they got into the house, there was classical music playing, and Becky flinched:

“Don’t like classical music?”

“Fuck no. I hate it.”

“Then we’ll have a problem because Gretchen and I love classical. It’s the only music that Gretchen listens to. Me, I listen to classical, folk, and country.”

“Seriously?”

“Yep, what do you like?”

“Pop. What is Gretchen doing anyway?”

“Probably her yoga.”

Sure enough, they walked into the living room to find Gretchen doing yoga. To Becky’s surprise, Gretchen was naked, and she stared at Gretchen’s tan, muscular body and perky tits. Her breasts sat high up on her chest and were topped by large pinkish-brown nipples. When Gretchen stood up, Becky got a full-frontal view of Gretchen’s neatly trimmed blonde bush. Becky’s pussy was getting wet just from looking at Gretchen’s long, toned legs that never seemed to end, flared hips, and toned abs. She could imagine herself being wrapped in those legs. When she looked at Josh, he hadn’t even flinched. Seeing Becky look at him:

“What? Gretchen’s been doing naked yoga for years, and I’ve seen her naked thousands of times.”

Josh just kept walking, and as he walked by Gretchen, he slapped her ass, left a red handprint, laughed, and jumped to get out of range of Gretchen’s counterstrike, which barely missed. He knew better than to get caught by Gretchen’s counterstrikes because they hurt. Becky followed Josh, and as she passed Gretchen, she turned to check out Gretchen’s backside. She was happy to see Gretchen’s bottom was as good-looking as her front side, with a lovely heart-shaped ass hardened by years of farm work. Becky followed Josh into his office and was blown away by the technology. She watched as he turned on his computer, and pictures of some of his robots appeared on the screens. To say that Becky was stunned was an understatement, especially when she saw the image of a robot that she had seen in one of her pre-med classes.

“Did you design that?” Josh looked at the picture on the screen.

“That one was Ben’s idea, and I just helped review it. He does most of the medical and consumer robots while I focus on more industrial and agriculture. We will split the robots for the military once everything gets worked out.”

As Josh started doing some design work, Becky found herself being drawn into Josh’s work, and within half an hour, she was glued to his screens. Eventually, she even started offering some suggestions, and Josh incorporated a couple of them. After a couple of hours, Josh stopped working, explaining that he didn’t like working more than two hours at a time. Taking a break kept him from being burnt out, although he usually worked almost sixty to eighty hours a week when he didn’t have school. Before Josh stood up, he checked the weather forecast for the morning and saw that it would be a cool, calm morning, perfect for bow hunting. The question was, would Becky object to him going out? The only way to find out was to ask, so he asked:

“Becky, would you mind if I did some hunting in the morning?” Becky thought for a minute.

“At one time, I would have exploded; now, can I go out with you?”

“Seriously? You want to go hunting?”

“Yes, as long as I don’t have to kill anything. I would like to go out at least once to experience it. If nothing else, I can understand what I’m protesting against next time. It shouldn’t surprise you because you have taught me more in our few hours together than I’ve learned in the last five years.”

Josh chuckled, hearing this.

“I’m honored. We should probably see Gretchen about some camo for you. GRETCHEN!” Josh hollered. “Need some help quick.”

“What?”

“Need to borrow some of your camo for Becky. She wants to try going out hunting with me in the morning.”

“Well, come on then,” Gretchen let Josh and Becky into her room.

Gretchen’s room was spartan but had an outdoor theme, with a couple of fish on the wall and a deer mounted over her bed. When Gretchen opened her closet, there was a lot of camouflage clothing to pick from. Gretchen looked at Becky and said:

“Strip down to your underwear, please.”

Becky’s cheeks turned as red as her hair, and Josh snickered.

“What are you nervous about? You’ve already seen me naked, while I’m only asking you to strip to your underwear. Don’t worry about Josh because I’ll beat him if he gets out of hand. Also, you don’t have anything we haven’t seen before. Look, to make sure that I get clothes that fit you, you need to get rid of your shirt and shorts.”

Becky started to take her shirt off slowly, but Gretchen lost her patience and moved to pull Becky’s shirt over her head. Before she could react, Gretchen pulled Becky’s shorts down. Becky was so embarrassed to stand in her white bra and plain boy short panties. Then she looked back at Josh and saw his eyes dilated and jaw slack. As soon as he saw Becky look at him, he looked away, and his cheeks turned crimson. She glanced down to see that Josh’s cock was causing a massive tent in his pants, and suddenly Becky felt much better about herself. She had found someone attracted to her without them pawing at her. As Becky waited for Gretchen to pull out some camo, she could almost feel Josh’s eyes tracing her body, giving her goosebumps. Gretchen gave Becky some camo she thought might fit. When Becky put the camo on, she heard a low whistle from Josh, and Becky’s cheeks flushed again. Gretchen looked at Josh and said:

“Down, boy! Down! Down! HEEL!”

Josh whimpered, and Becky started laughing so hard she had to sit down. Then she caught sight of herself in Gretchen’s mirror and stopped laughing. She did have to admit that she did look terrific in camo. The primarily green shirt caused her hair to light up and the green in her eyes to look like emeralds. When she put on the boots that Gretchen sat out and stood up, Josh had to excuse himself from the room because he was horny as hell and had almost made a mess in his pants. He had always been attracted to women in camo, and here was a Celtic camo goddess. After he ran out, the girls giggled.

“Well, Becky, I think you got him hooked, and as long as you don’t do anything stupid, you’ll have yourself one hell of a boyfriend.”

“You think so, Gretchen? I mean, that was the first time I’ve ever seen him looking at me.” Gretchen just sighed:

“Becky, my dear, I’m going to tell you something, and if you repeat this to anyone, I’m going to deny I said anything. That man has been checking you out since the second he saw you. You didn’t see it because he wasn’t looking at your body but checking your intelligence and sense of humor. It would help if you stopped thinking of boys and perverts. That MAN values intelligence and the ability to think for yourself, which you seem to do very well. If you had started spouting political B.S. from either side of the spectrum without thinking or trying to learn about us, he wouldn’t have looked at your body. Hell, you could have given him the most erotic lap dance in the world, and he wouldn’t have even flinched. But, when you came here and took a genuine interest in what he does, you showed the real you, and that’s when he started checking out the wrapping.”

Once Gretchen finished, Becky had a couple of tears running down her face:

“You know, growing up, nobody was interested in me. Guys, gals, blacks, whites, browns; it didn’t matter because nobody would look at me as a person. It was always; you’re too white, or too tall, not big enough tits, too smart, too political, not political enough. I mean, my whole life, I’ve never been good enough for anyone, not even my mom. She hates men with a passion and pounded into my head early on that all males are evil and could not be trusted, with straight white ones being the worst. For the most part, all of my experiences have reinforced this. Then I got attacked, and Josh rescued me without any concern about who I was or what could happen to him, and he disappeared before I could even thank him. After finally tracking him down, he didn’t even act surprised to see me. Do you know what his first words to me were? “How’s the shoulder?” Then, he wasn’t even concerned with the police looking for him. When I saw you doing your yoga, I got wet. I mean, you’re fucking hot. But that feeling was nothing compared to when I caught Josh checking me out. He gave me the worst goosebumps I’ve ever had, and I’m still tingly.”

“You think I’m hot?” asked Gretchen.

“Ah yeah! I wish I had your body!”

Now, Gretchen had a sad look in her eyes and tears streaming down her cheek.

“This body is much more of a curse than a blessing. Everyone sees me and either wants to sleep with me or is jealous. Josh is the only person, aside from our parents, who treats me like a person, and if he would show any interest in me, I would never let go of him. Unfortunately, he has some rigid lines he won’t cross, and I’m on the wrong side of one of them.”

“I’m sorry, Gretchen, I didn’t….” Gretchen cut Becky off with a deep kiss that took Becky’s breath away.

“Rebecca, you talk too much. If Josh weren’t interested in you, I would love to take you to bed with me and make love to you all night. But Josh is interested in you, and I think he’s more attracted to you than you realize and more than anyone else he has ever met. So, it wouldn’t be fair for me to try to steal you from him. Maybe you and I can get together in the future, but I want to give you and Josh a chance. Just know that if you ever need to talk about anything, my door is always open to you, and if you remind me tomorrow, I’ll give you my cell number.”

“Thank you, Gretchen.” Gretchen smiled and put a camo hat on Becky’s head.

“There, now you’re ready to go hunting. You also might want to think about bed because we get up early.”

As Becky walked away, Gretchen swatted her ass and got Becky to yip as Gretchen smiled warmly at her. Becky went to the guest room and undressed, thinking about all that had happened that day: The ride up and how hard it was to get Josh to talk to her, him getting her some clothes that she could get dirty without even worrying about the price, her going for her first tractor ride and then actually driving a tractor, her giving up on being a vegan, how easily she and Josh worked together on something she didn’t have any clue about but Josh was only too happy to explain everything to her in a way that she could understand, Josh got visibly horny seeing her in camo, and finally the talk with Gretchen. They admitted they found the other one attractive, but Gretchen turned her down as gently as possible because she thought Becky had a good shot with Josh. As her mind went to Josh, her fingers went to her very wet pussy. She laid down on the bed and wondered how Josh’s fingers or tongue would feel. As she focused on him, she started rubbing her clit faster and faster until the biggest orgasm of her life caused her toes to curl. She could barely pull herself up to the pillows and pull a cover over her before dozing off, hoping Josh would wake her up in the morning; he never said when they would get up.

While the girls were talking, Josh took an ice-cold shower. Becky just turned him on in ways that nobody had ever done before. Not even his beautiful ex, Janet, had inflamed his passion as Becky had. He had been depressed for a month after Janet left because he had been deeply in love with her. At least on the plus side with her, they were still good friends and would talk once a month. When they found themselves in the same city simultaneously, they would get together for coffee, and before she started dating her husband, they would hook up afterward. After five minutes in the shower, Josh’s boner still had not gone down, so he stroked it while thinking about Becky. It only took him a minute before his cock erupted with one of the biggest orgasms of his life. His cum flew out with enough energy to travel three feet and stick to the shower wall. After shooting his load, he was still rock hard, so he turned the water off and dried himself. Before lying down, he made sure his alarm was set for 5 AM, threw a pair of shorts on, and climbed under the covers. There his hand found its way back to his hard cock. This time it took a couple of minutes of thinking about Becky for him to cum again. This one was just as good as the one in the shower. With this orgasm, his cock started to relax, and Josh drifted off to sleep, with his last thought being of Becky.

CHAPTER FOUR

Becky woke with a start from having the same damn nightmare again. In it, she was back in that damn alley, only this time, Josh had been caught trying to stop her attackers and had been killed. She looked at the clock on the dresser and saw that it was only 1 AM. Her heart was pounding, her head was killing her, and she was covered in a cold sweat. Swinging her feet over to put them on the floor, she sat there for a minute with her face planted in her hands and cried. This nightmare had been the worst yet because they had always been how the attack had happened. Now, it showed what might have happened and was far more vivid as she saw and felt Josh die before being brutally raped and murdered.

Without thinking about it, her feet carried her out of her room and to Josh’s door. She knocked softly before entering and saw Josh lying in the faint light given off by the clock on his desk. Walking up to his bed, she studied him for a second. She was going to climb into his bed, but he spoke to her before she could do anything:

“Can’t sleep, Becky?”

Becky almost jumped out of her skin when Josh spoke to her.

“No, I had another nightmare. This time, you were killed.”

Josh sat up and looked at her. He seemed to be studying her; then, he pushed back the covers in front of him. Becky was thrilled because she had been hoping to curl up in his arms, and now she would be able to. She crawled into bed with him, not even thinking she was dressed in only a T-shirt and a pair of panties.

As she settled down in his strong arms, she felt his cock get hard and press against her ass crack. Josh tried his hardest to roll away, but Becky reached down and gripped his cock. Once he had stopped moving, she pulled it until it was where it had been. She was sure that Josh got the point and let go. That had been the first real cock that she had ever held, and even though Josh was wearing shorts, her pussy now had fluid running out of it. Becky’s pussy was on fire from wanting Josh inside her, but she hesitated. The last thing she wanted to do was to fuck things up between them.

Josh had always been a very light sleeper, so he heard someone knock on his door and open it. He opened one eye to see someone was entering his room and carefully reached for the Sig under his pillow. His eyesight was plenty good enough to watch the silhouette approach his bed, where the person paused and looked to be debating something.

Seeing it was Becky, he relaxed. When she told him about her nightmare, he sat up, and the solution was obvious, even though he was only wearing a thin pair of shorts. When she laid down and curled up to him, he suddenly became acutely aware she only had a thin T-shirt and a pair of panties on when her ass rubbed against his cock. Her ass caused his cock to go hard in a microsecond, and now he was frightened of offending her, so he shifted his hips to keep his boner from touching her. Instead, he felt her hand reach around, grip his cock, and pull it back to where it was tucked in her ass crack. Josh then wrapped his arms around Becky and held her tightly. He could feel her body relax, and she was back to sleep in a minute, with Josh following moments later.

At 5 AM, Josh’s alarm went off, and Josh was up in seconds. Becky was slower moving, not used to waking up so early, and did not like mornings anyway. As she woke up, she started watching Josh move around with interest. When he dropped his shorts, showing his muscular ass, Becky squeaked, and Josh turned around, showing Becky her first-ever live cock. Now, she was wide awake, and her eyes were wide open. Josh had morning wood, and his seven-inch cock looked monstrous to her. Staring at it, she wondered how on earth she was supposed to get that thing inside her but was looking forward to figuring it out. Now she figured it was her turn and got out of bed. When Becky got out of bed, Josh’s eyes went wide; her nipples were hard and poking out of her shirt while her panties were soaked. Becky was thrilled to see that Josh was frozen in place with his mouth open. As she walked across the room toward her room, Josh’s eyes never left her, and Becky’s smokey gaze never left him.

She returned to her room to put on her borrowed camo without underwear. Looking in the mirror, she was still thrilled at how good she looked and was pulled out of her observations by the sound of Josh moving around. They came out of their rooms at about the same time, and Becky was speechless because Josh looked completely different; he was wearing a ghillie suit. But that didn’t stop her juices from trickling out of her pussy. She wondered why she was adopting Josh and Gretchen’s lifestyle so quickly, but that was pushed out of her mind by the smell of breakfast. Gretchen was already up and cooking breakfast. After a breakfast of bacon and fresh farm eggs, Becky followed Josh down to the safe room to get his bow. Entering this room was like entering another world for Becky because the room was packed with guns, ammunition, and other weapons.

“Most of these are Gretchen’s, but the older ones are mine. I like to collect antique firearms,” Josh told her.

Josh got his bow ready, and they headed to the woods. They had almost half an hour to walk to the tree stand Josh wanted to use, so they needed to move quickly. Outside, Becky’s amazement continued because she could see the stars. This was something living in the city she had never seen outside of pictures, and the light illuminating the ground for Josh and Becky just blew her away.

Even though her vision was only in black and white, she positively loved the view. As they got closer to the woods, Becky could make out the sounds of the animals moving around, and Josh explained that what she was hearing was most likely raccoons or opossums. However, they heard a new sound as they entered the woods, and Josh froze. He leaned over and whispered into Becky’s ear:

“That sound was a buck rubbing his antlers on a tree, so watch your step.”

Five minutes later, Josh had the perfect view of Becky’s ass as she went up the ladder to one of Josh and Gretchen’s buddy stands. Well, he would have if it hadn’t been dark. Once he was up the tree, Josh fastened their safety harnesses to the tree, and they got comfortable. Now, it was time to wait for it to get light.

Slowly, the woods woke up, and Becky was thrilled to experience it. It was amazing just how beautiful it was as the first rays of sunlight made their way through the trees, and she made sure to get plenty of pictures, to Josh’s amusement. As it got light out, Josh started rattling his deer antlers. He explained it would attract other bucks in the area because it sounded like two bucks fighting. As the two watched the woods, Josh pointed out the animals as they became visible in the early morning light. Raccoons headed for their dens. Owls were finishing up their hunting while squirrels were fighting over nuts.

Suddenly, he froze and carefully bumped Becky with his elbow. When she looked at him, he gestured toward his right and the large buck coming in. Within seconds, Becky saw him too and started to shake a bit but didn’t know why. Josh, in the meantime, was icy calm. They watched as the buck came in, and as his head went behind a nearby tree, Josh drew back on his bow. He had an almost perfect shot and took it. Becky’s eyes managed to track the bright fletching on Josh’s arrow until it hit the deer.

The buck jumped up in the air and took off, but Josh could tell by how the buck was running that he was just a dead deer running. Sure enough, they heard the telltale crash announcing the buck was down. Becky was excited and curious as to why Josh wasn’t leaving the tree yet.

“After shooting a deer, you want to wait for a little while so you know they are down. If you track a wounded deer too early, you can force them to run more, and the chase can go on for miles. The longer the deer runs, the more it suffers, and the more adrenaline is pumped into the meat, affecting its taste. I’ve also heard of deer turning on the hunters and goring them. By staying put, the deer will lay down and bleed out quickly.”

“Oh.”

Josh waited about fifteen minutes before he started down the tree. During the wait, Becky asked about her shaking when the buck came in, and Josh smiled at her:

“That was your adrenaline pumping, causing what is commonly known as “Buck Fever.” The best cure is more hunting so you can get used to it,” Josh explained while laughing softly.

Becky smiled at him and curled up to him while they waited. It just seemed so right to her, sitting in that tree stand with Josh’s arm around her; her world felt complete.

Once down the tree, Josh was treated to the sight of a lifetime, Becky’s heart-shaped ass, as she came down the tree. Once on the ground, she saw Josh was hard again, his jaw was slack, and she couldn’t resist. She reached down and rubbed his hard cock, making him moan softly.

“Looks like someone wants to do some pussy hunting,” she whispered to him in a sultry tone, causing Josh to whimper, much to Becky’s amusement.

At first, Josh was stunned, but he shook his head as if to clear out the confusion within a few seconds. They walked to where the buck had been hit and picked up the blood trail. Becky thought she would have walked past the blood without giving it a second thought if Josh hadn’t pointed it out. As Josh tracked the buck, he pointed out the blood and what its appearance meant. There were air bubbles in the blood, so Josh knew he had hit the deer in the lungs. Sure enough, within fifty yards, they found the buck in a bit of brush with Josh’s arrow sticking out of it. He pulled his arrow out and took a picture for Gretchen. He hoped she would bring out their ATV so he wouldn’t have to walk up and get it himself. He then learned that she had gone to town to do some grocery shopping. Now, Becky wanted a picture, so Josh posed with the deer. She made that picture her contact photo for him.

“Okay, now the fun part. Getting this guy out of here,” he told Becky as he dragged the deer to the edge of the woods.

She had carried his bow for him. After he had got it to the edge, he took Becky back to the farm to get the ATV. He drove, and she held on to him for the ride to get the deer. The whole way, she was yelling and laughing. Something else was happening, too. The vibrations from the ATV, plus her arms around Josh’s torso, were making her hornier than ever. They got the deer on the back, and Josh explained that he never field-dressed the deer in the field because this was inviting dirt and debris into the carcass. Instead, he took the deer back to the farm and hung it to be field-dressed. That way, he could bury the guts in the garden.

When they got to the farm, Josh weighed the deer, and it tipped the scales at 300 pounds. Now it was time for an anatomy lesson for Becky as Josh started to dress the deer. He showed her all the organs and the arrow wound. Just like he thought, he hit the deer in the lungs. He made sure to save the heart and liver because he loved heart, and his parents loved liver. The last thing was to pull the loins out so they didn’t dry out.

Surprisingly for a city person, Becky didn’t vomit during the process and asked several good questions, which was probably a good thing since she wanted to be a doctor. Josh then put the buck in the walk-in cooler, where he would leave it for probably Sunday to butcher. As they walked to the house, Becky watched Josh’s ass, and her pussy was getting wet again. Once Josh had everything put away, he noticed that Becky looked nervous.

“You okay, Becky?”

“Yeah, it’s just that your ass is making me horny!”

Josh looked over his shoulder at his ass. “Really?”

“God, yes! My pussy is soaked!”

Josh chuckled softly and shook his head a bit. “Can you keep yourself under control? I’m not there yet.”

“Why?!?!” Becky whined, “Wait! You don’t think I’m beautiful! That has to be it! You’re just like everyone else!”

“BECKY, STOP!” Josh growled, “That’s not it, and you know it. Look, you are a gorgeous young woman. It’s just that I’d much rather have a deep connection with the wonderful lady that I’m sharing my body with. I have no interest in one-night stands since I had enough in high school before finding someone to love. After finding love, I don’t want to go back to one one-night or weekend stand. What I’m trying to say is that I’m looking for a long-term relationship, which means one not based on just sex.”

He walked over and cupped Becky’s cheek, causing her to cry. She wrapped her arms around Josh and buried her face in his chest. She could still smell the outdoors on his clothes and held him until she finished crying. Josh carefully laid his head on hers. Eventually, she felt Josh’s nose nudging her, so she looked up. Seeing his face, she closed her eyes and lifted her lips to where they met his. Sparks started flying between the two with the kiss, which wasn’t “a let’s have sex kiss.” This was a deep, passionate kiss that seemed to go on forever. Eventually, they broke their kiss, and Becky’s heart pounded as her stomach cranked out butterflies by the billions. She couldn’t believe the feeling of kissing this man, and at this point, she decided what she wanted.

When Becky and Josh broke their kiss, Josh was amazed at how he felt because he was floating on clouds. He hadn’t felt this in many years since he had lost a bet and had to kiss Gretchen. That kiss caused their eyes to dilate and took their breath away. This kiss was far better, and Josh felt all the air had rushed out of his lungs. As they recovered, they stared into each other’s eyes and got lost. During that time, everything else just disappeared, and the only thing that existed was the person in front of them. The sound of someone clearing their throat broke them out of their trance. Gretchen had returned from town.

“Well, it’s about time you two came back to reality. I’ve already put away all the groceries and started marinating the chicken for dinner tonight. Also, Josh, that’s a nice buck.”

Josh kind of cleared his throat just enough to say:

“T-Thanks, Gretchen.”

CHAPTER FIVE

Josh looked at the time and knew that he had business to attend to, so he excused himself to dress appropriately for his video conferences because they were with a potential customer. After Josh had left, Gretchen turned her full attention to Becky:

“Well, how was it?”

“Breathtaking,” she shuddered, “I’m still high from it. Is it like that every time?”

“No. But when you both truly love each other, that will happen more often.”

“I’ve also come to a decision.”

“And?”

“I’m going to need all the help you can give me so I don’t fuck this up. I’ve never dated a man before.”

Gretchen smiled, took Becky’s hand, and led her to her room. It was time for a crash course in how to date men, with particular attention paid to how to date men who have been burnt before and are very wary of new relationships. This part was needed because Josh had been burnt severely by a high school girlfriend before Janet. Now, he had much more to lose from getting into a bad relationship. That relationship had almost cost him everything because she turned out to be a two-faced bitch and accused Josh of raping her. The only thing that saved Josh was that she got caught changing her story. Josh had so much more to lose now, and he wasn’t going to make the same mistake.

While the girls talked, Josh was deeply involved with his meeting because this meeting could mean a lot of money for Ben and himself. When they logged on, it was all business and nothing but business, even though Josh was curious if their house was still standing, and Ben wanted to know how Josh and Becky were getting along.

After almost five hours of meetings, Josh and Ben only had to present the customer with a prototype to prove that their machine could do what was advertised. They would land a multimillion-dollar contract that had the potential to be renewed for years to come. The prototype was already done and ready to ship. Josh and Ben always tried to undersell their pre-built machines a little so they didn’t risk being unable to deliver. After the customers logged off, Josh and Ben worked on coordinating their schedules for this demonstration. It would require both of them, and they would have to be away for almost a week. Everything was done after another half an hour, and now it was time for pleasantries.

“Well, Ben, is our house still standing?”

“Yep, although I can’t say the same for your bed!”

“As long as you replace it by the time I return.”

“You’re no fun! So, how are things between you and Becky?”

“Going good. She’s an amazing young woman who drove a tractor and helped me with a deer earlier this morning.”

“Sounds like you got it bad!”

“I hope so, Ben. I hope so. Well, I better log off because my ass is killing me, and I smell supper.”

“Yeah, mine too, and Cynthia will kill me if I spend much more time at the office. Take care, man, and treat that lady right.”

“You take care too, and you might want to think about taking Cynthia out for dinner tonight.”

With that, they waved and logged off. Josh was so stiff that he had problems getting out of his chair. ‘Damn, I’m already getting too old for this shit, and I’m only 21. I wonder how bad it will be when I’m 31.’ With that thought, he could finally lever himself out of his chair and stretch. This proved a mistake when he started cramping and had to walk around his office several times before everything started working correctly. Changing into a pair of shorts and a T-shirt since it was a bit after five p.m., he went to find the girls.

While Josh was in his meeting, Becky and Gretchen talked in her room. Gretchen gave Becky a rundown of Josh’s dating history and how a high school romance had burnt him extremely bad. Since then, he had been hesitant to enter new relationships. The one with Janet ended when she had to move away. There was another, but Gretchen didn’t know about that one. Gretchen took Becky into Josh’s room to show her his pictures of Janet. Becky was stunned at how beautiful Janet was and how close they were in body shape. Janet was a tall, muscular black girl with skin as dark as night, small breasts, warm brown eyes, and shimmering black hair to her shoulders that framed her oval face perfectly.

“This was, as far as I know, Josh’s only serious girlfriend, and I know they still talk about once a month. Before you ask Becky, she married a couple of months ago.”

“Why did they break up if they still have feelings for each other?”

“Well, officially, her dad got a major promotion, and they had to move. However, everyone I’ve talked to believes he moved the family to keep Josh and Janet from seeing each other. Her parents were extremely pissed that Janet was dating a white farm boy and extremely pissed is being nice about it.”

“Even as smart, driven, and kind as Josh is?”

“Yep. It’s amazing how racism rears its ugly head and how people that have been the victims of racism can be so racist themselves.”

“So, do you think Josh and I have a chance?”

“You experienced the kiss. You have a serious chance, but you must be very careful and not push too hard. The two main things are not to sound desperate and to avoid asking about money at all costs. He won't give you another chance if he even suspects you of being a gold-digger. Once you two have been dating for a while, it should be safe to ask about money, but not until then.”

“Just how much money can a college student have?”

Becky was confused because Josh didn’t act like he had serious money.

“Well, Becky, I have no clue how much he’s worth because he keeps all his financials under extremely tight wraps. I know that Ben and he each own fifty percent of their robot company; their company is very successful and employs about two hundred people. One of the big reasons that Josh and Ben even went to college was to connect with people in industry. Of course, Josh has part ownership of the farm, and the farm does very well. While we have owned it, the farm has expanded almost tenfold without relying too much on debt. We now own about 3,000 acres of very profitable farmland and add more every year. When you add in the land we lease, the land we farm goes up to almost 7,000 acres.”

“Damn. I would have never guessed. He doesn’t seem wealthy, and I definitely wouldn’t have pegged Josh as a class exploiter.”

“That’s on purpose. One, he is very modest; two, he doesn’t want attention; and three, he hates the rich attitude. He is not a “class exploiter,” and if I hear you make a comment like that again, I’ll knock your teeth down your throat. He believes that people should have to work to get stuff. That way, they have skin in the game and will appreciate what they have earned. Speaking of skin, he is about as far from being racist as you can get. He only cares about the person under the skin and not the wrapping. While he donates a large amount of money to charity, I also know he doesn’t claim any of it on his taxes. He believes that if you claim it on taxes, it’s no longer charity but a tax dodge and, therefore, not worthy of being called “charity.” Before you ask, I don’t know what charities he donates to. In a nutshell, if you want to be with Josh, then you need to focus on being yourself, don’t push, let him decide, and drop the socialist shit. He is a very caring businessman who takes outstanding care of his employees. The starting wage at his firm is about $60,000 a year, and benefits start on day one. It might take him a while, but I think you two belong together, and from what I’ve seen so far, you two make a cute couple.”

“Thank you, Gretchen. It means so much to me that you are willing to help me date your brother. I would have probably done exactly the opposite of what you said to do, and he’s so different from anyone I’ve ever met before. I worry it will take too long to drop that “socialist shit,” as you call it. My mom is a die-hard socialist, and I’m a card-carrying member of the Democratic Socialist of America.”

“Yep, that man is one of a kind. Now, let’s get out of here before Josh finishes his meeting. As far as being a socialist, you should be okay as long as you don’t get preachy. Just remember that Josh is a capitalist at heart. Also, isn’t Democratic Socialist a contradiction of terms?” Becky smiled and giggled.

The girls went back to Gretchen’s room, where they talked more. Only this time, they told each other about their past and failed relationships. They talked for hours before Gretchen decided it was time for some yoga.

“You mind if I join you?”

“I don’t care as long as you can do yoga to classical music.”

“I usually hate classical, but I guess I can tolerate it. You wouldn’t happen to have any yoga pants, would you? I didn’t bring mine.”

“Who needs clothes? I haven’t worn clothes to practice yoga in years, and I don’t miss them one bit.”

“But what about Josh?”

“What about him?”

“Well, I don’t know if he would want to see me naked yet, although I did see him naked this morning.”

“There’s only one way to find out. Now STRIP!” Becky slowly removed her clothing, and Gretchen whistled.

“For someone not sure about their nudity, it’s a big step not to wear any underwear under their hunting clothes.” Becky’s cheeks turned as red as her hair. When Gretchen saw Becky’s untamed bush, she shook her head, got a towel, and put it on her bed. “Lay down, Becky,” patting the towel, “so I can do some hedge trimming.”

“But, but, but,”

“Your butt on the towel. NOW!”

Defeated and excited, Becky laid down on the towel, and Gretchen kneeled with a pair of trimmers. These were designed for pubic hair, so Gretchen made short work of Becky’s overgrown flame-red bush. She didn’t remove it; she just trimmed it to look nice. She did take all the hair off of Becky’s slit, so if Josh walked behind her when she was bent over, he would be able to see everything that Becky had to offer. Another reason Gretchen did this was to see what Becky had down there for herself. She was aroused because Becky smelled amazing and was perfectly symmetrical down there. Gretchen watched as Becky’s lips swelled and her three-quarter-inch clit peeked out from under its hood.

This was too much for Gretchen, so she put the trimmers down and planted a kiss on Becky’s clit. Becky sucked in a deep breath and let out a low moan when Gretchen ran her tongue up her slit.

“Oh, Gretchen. That feels amazing! Please, don’t stop. For the love of God, don’t stop!”

Stopping was the last thing on Gretchen’s mind as she ran her tongue up and down Becky’s hot slit. When Gretchen’s tongue went across Becky’s clit, Becky’s hands latched onto the back of Gretchen’s head, her fingers burying themselves deeply into Gretchen’s blonde hair to hold her there. While Gretchen sucked, licked, and recited the alphabet on Becky’s clit, her fingers explored Becky’s vagina and quickly found her G-spot. Becky was now squirming on the bed while trying to shove Gretchen’s head into her cunt. At least Becky was quiet for the time being.

Gretchen worked Becky higher and higher but was careful to keep her from cumming. Then Gretchen had an idea and moved her hand so that her fingers could continue to work on Becky’s vagina and her thumb could rub Becky’s ass hole. At the same time, Gretchen’s free hand found one of Becky’s nipples and started to roll, flick, and rub it. This proved too much for Becky, and she let out a feral growl as her back arched so much that Gretchen wondered how it hadn’t snapped in half. Becky stayed in this position before she started to shake violently as her orgasm hit. Both girls were surprised when Becky squirted all over Gretchen’s face. Becky had never been a squirter, and Gretchen had never had a squirter. As surprised as she was, Gretchen drank as much juice as she could and found it sweet and tangy. ‘Oh, this is addicting,’ thought Gretchen, happily lapping up every drop of juice she could find. Finally, Becky could take no more and pushed Gretchen away as she lay on Gretchen’s bed and gasped for breath; her skin was covered in sweat and flushed from head to toe. Her muscles wouldn’t work, and every cell in her body felt like it weighed a hundred pounds.

Gretchen smiled as she got a cool washcloth to clean Becky up some. After Gretchen had Becky all clean, she still had to lay there for about half an hour before standing up. Gretchen laid beside her, gently running her fingers over Becky’s curves and singing softly.

“Oh, Gretchen,” Becky sighed after Gretchen laid down, “that was amazing. That was by far the best orgasm that I have ever had.”

“Well, just wait because what Janet told me, Josh is much better.” Becky’s head snapped over to look at Gretchen with wide eyes. “Yes, I did this to Janet as well, and she said that while I’m terrific, Josh is on another level completely.”

“Oh, God! I don’t know if I could survive that,” Becky said, chuckling.

“Come on, Becky. Let’s get some yoga in before Josh finishes his meeting.”

With that, they went to the living room, where they found music they could agree with, and started their routine.

When he walked into the living room, Josh’s jaw hit the floor because Gretchen and Becky were doing naked yoga together, and Josh found himself looking at a pair of hearts. Gretchen’s, he had seen many times, so he didn’t linger there much. Becky’s, however, was stunning. Her ass formed a perfect heart shape with almost the perfect amount of fat. Between her legs, Josh could see a nearly two-inch-wide opening and her bright red bush that was very neatly trimmed. At the sight, he almost came in his pants and could see that Becky was also excited. Josh could see that it was parted slightly, offering him a sneak peek of her goods. He managed to break his gaze, walked past the ladies, and laid down on the couch to stretch out some.

“Long meeting?” asked Gretchen.

“God, yes. Ben and I have to go and give a live demonstration of the robot, and that robot is very well tested, so everything should go well. On the plus side, the contract is pretty much secured, and they said we will get the contract as long as the robot lives up to what we promised.”

“If you don’t mind me asking, how big is the contract?” asked Becky.

Josh gave her a very calculating look, and Gretchen held her breath. Becky did, too, once she realized her mistake; she had asked Josh about money before they were together. Josh saw the fear mounting on Becky’s face and knew Becky had realized her mistake, so he left her off the hook by saying:

“Sorry, that’s a company secret.”

Both girls let out their breath and relaxed.

“Dinner is almost done, Josh. I made chicken parmesan for you.”

With that, Josh licked his lips because Gretchen made a chicken parmesan to die for. The oven went off, meaning that dinner was almost done, and Gretchen walked into the kitchen, leaving Becky and Josh alone.

After Gretchen walked out, Becky walked over to the couch that Josh was lying on. She could see Josh’s eyes tracking her every curve, and where before, this would have pissed her off; now, she felt sexy. Standing still for the few seconds it took Josh to check her out, she was curious to see where Josh’s eyes would stop. To her complete surprise, Josh finished checking her out by focusing on her eyes. Then, without thinking about it, she lay on the couch, resting her head on Josh’s arm. Becky took the arm that she was lying on and gently moved to where Josh could wrap her up in his arm. Josh took his other hand and very gently traced Becky’s curves. His touch was so light that she could barely feel it, and this was giving her serious goosebumps.

While Josh was tracing Becky’s curves, his nose was buried in her hair, where he found her scent intoxicating; she smelled like strawberries and wildflowers. Laying with her, he found himself getting tired, and before he realized it, he had fallen asleep. Becky felt Josh’s body relax entirely except for his hard cock, and soon she heard Josh’s breathing change, so she knew that he had fallen asleep on her. With this knowledge, she smiled and wiggled to where she was very comfortable. As Becky finished getting cozy, she started to doze off as well. Gretchen walked back into the room, amazed that Josh had passed out on the couch, something he never did. She smiled, seeing Becky was out as well, and if she hadn’t spent a decent amount of the day on dinner, she would have let them sleep.

Gretchen gave Becky a gentle kiss, which woke her back up. Becky hadn’t even realized she had passed out and was confused. The confusion was cleared up by Gretchen looking at her. As Becky started to move a bit more, Josh woke back up.

“What happened?” he mumbled as he tried to make sense of everything.

“What happened is that I left the room for five minutes, and you fell asleep with this angel,” giggled Gretchen.

Josh smiled warmly at Becky as he moved his face down to hers. Becky moved up, and they shared one hell of a kiss. Suddenly, Gretchen didn’t exist anymore, and they started to get into their kiss. Becky was the first to open her mouth, and their tongues began to wrestle for space. Becky could feel her body getting warmer, and Josh’s free hand became more active.

Gretchen cleared her throat, bringing the lovers back to the present. Once Gretchen had their attention:

“Dinner is done, so hurry and wash up before stuff gets cold.”

Josh got up and helped Becky even though she didn’t need it. She slowly discovered that his helping her made Josh happy, and when he was happy, she was happy. They went to the kitchen sink and washed up. Sitting down, Becky started drooling over the fabulous smells and soon learned that Gretchen was just as good a cook as Josh. The chicken parmesan was spectacular, as per Gretchen’s usual.

After dinner, Josh looked out, saw it was still beautiful, and figured it would be an excellent time to go fishing. Gretchen thought this was a good idea, and they cleaned up from dinner. While Becky watched, Josh did the dishes, and Gretchen dried. She was stunned to see Gretchen walk right out the door with nothing on but a pair of flip-flops. Becky had never even considered going around outside naked, and now she had to make a choice. As Josh was getting ready to go out, he looked at Becky:

“You coming with us?”

“But I’m naked!!”

“So? Gretchen is too.”

“But what if someone sees me?!?!”

“We’re going fishing on our private lake, and there’s no way anyone else is going to see you back there. I guess the NSA or CIA might, but fuck them. Their satellite nerds could use some excitement. If it would make you feel better, I can lose the shorts.”

Becky nodded, and without thinking about it, Josh dropped his shorts and held his arm out for Becky. She checked Josh’s cock out again, only this time at a much closer range. While her mom had always described cocks as ugly, Becky found that Josh’s cock was beautiful and wanted to spend years getting to know it and the rest of Josh’s body. She grabbed Josh’s hand, and Josh took her to the lake’s boathouse.

This is where Josh and Gretchen stored their fishing equipment, and Gretchen was getting the bait ready since the rods were already on the pontoon boat they would be using. Josh helped Becky board the boat and started the outboard after opening the main door. Gretchen jumped on with the bait as he backed out of the boathouse.

The three of them crossed the lake, and Josh anchored in an area with a lot of structure since they were after catfish. Gretchen had her gear in the water within a minute while Josh helped Becky with her stuff. When Gretchen had her gear situated, she stretched out in the sunlight to enjoy it before it got too cold. Her rods had bells on them to tell her of bites. After all the other rods were set up, Becky lay down next to Gretchen.

“He does have a beautiful cock, doesn’t he?” asked Becky while checking Josh and his semi-erect cock out for the hundredth time.

“Yes, he does, and I hope you have a chance to use it because Janet always said that he is very good with it.”

With this, Becky blushed again. What was it with this family that they could embarrass her constantly? Suddenly, Josh’s phone went off with a text, and after looking at it, he chuckled.

“What’s up, Josh?” asked Becky

“Ben is asking how things are going with you.”

“Oh, he is, is he?” asked Gretchen. “Well, how bout you send him a pic of Becky and me lying here naked? Just don’t show our faces.” Josh smiled

“How about it, Becky?”

“Umm…okay. As long as we approve before you send it.”

Josh took a picture of the two in their birthday suits and showed it to them. They approved, and Josh snickered as he sent it. Within a minute, his phone was blown up with a text from Ben.

“HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!! WHEN AND WHERE DID YOU FIND THOSE GODDESSES?!?!?!”

“You’ve met both of them. One is Becky, and the other is Gretchen.”

“How’d you get them naked?”

“I didn’t. They just decided that they didn’t want to wear clothes.”

“You fucking lucky bastard!!! I have to go find Cynthia to take care of my hard-on.”

Josh laughed so hard that he had to sit down and showed the conversation to the ladies. Once they read through it, they started laughing, too. As Becky was calming down, one of her rods started bouncing, and she went from laughter to panic in a second, which caused Gretchen to laugh so hard that she peed. At least it was on a boat, and she was naked. Josh provided Becky with clear instructions on how to handle the fish, and within a couple of minutes, Becky had her first fish ever; a five-pound catfish. Josh took pictures of it with Becky holding it before she released it back into the lake. Gretchen explained that they only kept catfish between one and two pounds to eat, and anything else got released. They did this to help the fish get bigger, and the smaller ones tasted better.

Over the next few hours, they caught several more catfish, keeping enough for tomorrow’s lunch since Gretchen and Josh had dinner with their parents Saturday evening. This was something they had done ever since they moved out. Sometimes, they would go out, sometimes they would eat at their parents’ house, and at other times they would play host.

Finally, the sun was setting, giving a spectacular display of colors, and all three had to get some pictures. Josh came up and put an arm around Becky’s shoulders.

“So, how was your first full day in the country?”

“Like a dream. Thank you so much for allowing me to experience it. This will be a memory I will cherish forever.”

Josh bent down a bit and nudged her head with his nose. She looked at him, and their lips met. Something about this kiss seemed a bit different to Becky. The energy it released was greater, and her reaction to it was much stronger than the one they had shared earlier that morning. She let out a low moan as it seemed like every nerve in her body was constantly firing, and she felt herself being pulled down. Josh was trying to pull her down to the deck. Her body reacted before she even knew what was going on.

Within seconds they were both sitting on the deck with Becky’s butt resting on Josh’s thighs, her legs wrapped around his waist, her arms around his neck, and their lips mashed together. Josh’s cock was at full mast and brushed against Becky’s swollen pussy, but neither tried to get it into her. Becky was too scared of going too fast, and Josh wasn’t quite there yet, although he would have gladly rocked her world if she had made a move. Finally, he moved it to where it was trapped between them. It dragged across Becky’s clit when he moved it, and she instantly sucked in a deep breath. She couldn’t wait for Josh to thrust that spear deep into her core.

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