Riding Apples, my horse, all afternoon was making me tired. I decide to take Apples to the stable so I could take a shower before dinner. I walked him to his pen and opened the large wooden gate. I took a bag of his favorite oats out and placed it over his head for him to eat. I took off the saddle and reached for his brush. I began brushing Apples' main. His thick brown hair had become very tangled from the days events. I became so engrossed in what I was doing that I did not even notice the gate door open. I turned to brush the horse's other side. I looked up and saw the figure of a man. I was so startled that I almost fell over onto Apples. My face began to turn red when I realized that the figure belonged to our stable hand, Frank.
"I am sorry, Miss Kelsey; I did not mean to frighten you. I just thought I might help you with your horse."
"No that's okay, Frank, it is my fault really. I should have noticed you standing there." Frank was a very handsome man. I was somewhat glad that he decided to come into Apples' pen. I had always had a secret attraction to him. I would never admit it though. My father would kill me if he knew I was fantasizing about "the help".
"Let me help you, Miss Kelsey." Frank grabbed a second brush from the bag and started on the opposite side.
"Please, Frank, you have known me for years. You can call me Kelsey. You are only a few years older than I am."
"That is very nice of you ma'am, but I must be a polite, respectful gentleman. It would not be right for me to call my employer by only her first name." I almost let out a deep sigh from his response. Not only was he gorgeous, but he was such a gentle person.
I finished my side of Apples' coat, so I walked over to put away the brush. I bent down, placed it inside the bag, and zipped it . When I stood up and turned around, I almost ran into Frank. He had been standing behind me, waiting to put his brush away. I was within inches of his lips. His eyes were warm and inviting. I stood there staring into them, as if I was trapped in his gaze. He leaned into me and kissed my soft lips. I was pleasantly surprised by his boldness.
Frank pulled away. "I am very sorry ma'am. I do not know what came over me. You...are a...a...I am...uh...very uh" His face was hot and red from embarrassment. Before he could stutter out another word, I took his face in my hands and passionately kissed him. After a moment of confusion, Frank returned my kisses. His lips parted and his strong arms held me close to his muscular body. Suddenly, he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. He took me to an empty stable pen and laid me in the hay.
"Kelsey, I have thought of this since the day I saw your beautiful face."
I positioned my head to give him better access as he kissed my neck. "Remember, Frank, I am Miss Kelsey to you." I enjoyed the feeling of him taking control of me, but I also like the sense of authority in the title he had always called me.