Belle Dingle had been working at the Emmerdale vets surgery for several months now and was considered a valuable member of the staff.
"Belle, do you have a minute?" Vanessa Woodfield, one of the practices vets, called from the treatment room.
Belle left the filing she was completing and went to see what Vanessa wanted.
"You have a drivers licence, don't you?" Asked Vanessa.
Ever since Belle first experienced the joys of lesbian sex, Vanessa had been the subject of many of her fantasies.
The first thoughts after Vanessa asked the question had been driving down a country lane, pulling into a glade and enjoying the delights of sex with the forty something blonde.
The fact that Vanessa was engaged to her cousin Charity Dingle, rather blurred the picture, but Belle was a trier, and never said never.
Belle replied, "yes, do you need me to drive you somewhere?
"No, it's just that Paddy has been held up in Leeds and I need to cover his call outs, could you do the deliveries? There are only a few, Butlers and Home Farm and three the other side of Hotton."
Belle replied, "no problem, it will be nice to get out of the office for a while."
"I will make up the prescriptions and pack it all for you, be about thirty minutes." Said Vanessa.
As she wheeled away, Belle could not resist visualising Vanessa's pert backside, naked, and wanting to cover it with the wetness of her tongue.
It was a hot summers day, so after loading up the van, Belle, popped in home to change, She put on crop top, that exposed quite a bit of flesh and a pair of denim hot pants. She then set off the couple of miles to Butlers Farm. As she drove along, visions of Vanessa's arse were in her mind, and making her very horny.
She pulled up beside the farmhouse, took the drug packages out of the van and knocked on the door. There was no reply.
After several attempts, she started to look around the yard, to see if Moira Dingle was about.
The yard was deserted, but she heard a noise coming from one of the barns.
As she approached, she saw the new farm hand, Nate, lifting what appeared to be heavy sacks, effortlessly.
She stopped and observed, he was in his twenties, mixed race rather than black, was rather dishy, and had a body most men would die for.
He was stripped to the waist and his muscular body was covered in a sheen of perspiration.
Belle immediately cast the thoughts of Vanessa from her mind and instead conjured up images of Dr. Jermaine Bailey, the village doctor, with whom she had enjoyed a torrid affair, when she was seventeen.
Though, Nate was lighter skinned and certainly more muscular, the thoughts of a black cock to pleasure again, were racing through her mind.
She knew Nate hadn't been in the village long, and had already managed to bed a couple of the females, she thought her schoolgirlish look would be enough. She made her move.
"Hi Nate," she called.
The young black man looked over at the sound of her voice, "oh hi Belle, what do you want?"
Belle replied, "I was looking for Moira, I have her veterinary supplies."
Putting down the sack, Nate strode over to Belle. "She's off with Pete to the market in Skipdale, won't be back until late, can I take them?"
"They need to be signed for, but I suppose it will be alright," she replied, eyeing his muscles.
Nate saw her glances, and asked, "like what you see?"
As horny as hell, Belle stepped forward and ran her hand over the muscular chest, down across his six pack stomach and finally to the growing bulge in his pants.
She pulled his mouth down onto hers, here tongue darting inside, finding his, equally responsive they began to twist and twirl.
"Very much so."
Belle dropped to her knees and began to unbuckle his belt. She slid down the zipper of his fly, and reached inside his briefs and sighed as she located his big long and thick black cock.
It stood erect, about eight inches of solid, veined black flesh.
Belle pursed her lips and placed them on the tip, giving it the tenderest of kisses, before taking the bulbous head between her lips and sucking gently.
Then after swirling around the head with her tongue, she slid the cock slowly into her mouth, taking most of its length, until the tip reached the back of her throat and made her gag.
Reversing the procedure, she slid it out even slower, her teeth scraping on the veined skin, giving Nate a slight but very pleasurable pain.
Nate could not believe what was happening to him. An hour ago, the feed delivery had arrived and he was storing it, now a beautiful blonde twenty year old was swallowing his cock like a professional.
He had enjoyed many blow jobs, in various situations, but this one in a farm outbuilding, within minutes of her arriving, and with no preamble, was something else.
Belle continued feasting on the cock, licking down its length, tracing the veins with her lips and tongue, and sucking on his tight black balls, her small hands, barely able to span its width.
With her hands and mouth working in unison, Belle soon had Nate at the point of climax.
She sensed this and increased the pressure.
Almost instantaneously, Nate let out a yell, and shot his load of hot jizz straight into Belle's eager mouth.
She drank down every morsel, then licked the remnants from the head of his slowly shrinking cock.
"That was nice," said Belle casually, as she stood. She leaned up to him and kissed him, rather demurely and said, "could you sign for the delivery please?" Nate signed with rather a shaky hand, "see you around Nate," she said, then turned and walked away.
Nate took a stalk of corn and jammed the sharp edge into his arm.
"No not dreaming, it happened." He said to himself.
Belle climbed back into the van, the smile never leaving her face.
She headed to the road to take her to her next deliveries, farms on the other side of Hotton.
While driving back through Hotton, she spotted Gabby Thomas waiting by the bus stop to Emmerdale.
She braked and called to Gabby, "do you want a lift?"
The young girl acknowledged her and climbed into the passenger seat.
"Thanks Belle, " said the pretty eighteen year old.
Belle smiled and said, "I am glad of the company. On delivery duties for the vets."
Then she continued, "I can drop you off at home, or I am going to Home Farm first, take your pick."
