It was early summer 1972 and all in all Josh was feeling pretty pleased with himself, he'd just turned 18, finished his A levels, had a conditional place at University and best of all had just acquired a red sports car. It was fairly old, his parent's neighbour had been selling it and Josh had always coveted it. He suspected that the neighbour had done him a favour on the price, either that or his Dad had given him some money on the quiet, but there it was sitting proudly on the drive. Now all he had to do was to earn some money over the summer holidays to repay the loan his parents had given him to buy it and almost as bad, to pay for the insurance!
Originally the plan, or rather dream, had been for Josh and his best friend Keith to go to France and pick grapes all summer, but they'd never really got around to organising anything, and now Keith had got himself a job at the local hospital as a porter. Keith was going to be a doctor and reckoned that not only was that a good way of getting a foundation in how hospitals worked, but an even better way of getting laid with all the nurses working there. Josh had never discussed it with Keith directly but he suspected they were both virgins, well Josh knew for certain he was.
He looked in the local paper and ran his eye down the situations vacant column, then saw "Casual farm hand wanted for summer season." Ideal, thought Josh, working outdoors in the summer, the only drawback being that there were probably going to be no girls, so he'd have to rely on Keith helping out with some randy nurses. He phoned the number and the rather gruff farmer invited him over for a chat. Probably just wants to look at my muscles he thought, and confirm that I've got my own transport as the farm was in the middle of nowhere.
He turned up and met the farmer who turned out to be quite friendly, more of a gentleman farmer than salt of the earth, but it looked a nice location to work in. They agreed he'd start the following Monday, sharp at 8 o'clock. Josh made sure everything was ready the night before and turned up with 15 minutes to spare. "Good Lad," commented the farmer, a Mr Harty, "we'll set you to work haymaking first, can you drive a tractor?" Josh said he had a full licence but had only driven cars and motorbikes. "Never mind you'll soon get the hang of it, they're pretty simple. I'll put you with Vi, at first, she knows the ropes. She'll be here in a minute when she's finished helping with the milking."
Perhaps there were going to be some girls, well, women at least thought Josh. Vi turned up ten minutes later and Josh's dreams notched down a few levels. She was in her mid to late forties, and whilst she may have been very attractive in her younger days, long exposure to the elements had seen her skin toughen and her somewhat straggly hair bleach from the sun. She was dressed in work boots, an old pair of trousers and an old and slightly grimy flannel shirt which struggled to contain a large pair of breasts. She introduced herself, holding out a hand for Josh to shake, then looking at it, withdrew it to wipe it on the backside of her trousers before offering it again. Her grip was very firm, her hands large, but she had a broad smile and a welcoming attitude. "Pleased to meet you Josh, my names really Violet but everyone calls me Vi, we're up in the top paddock today, better get a move on, Old Man Harty doesn't like slacking!"
She led him to an open fronted shed containing an old grey tractor with a metal seat and no cab and beside it a trailer. Telling him to stand by the trailer she hopped onto the tractor and started it, then manoeuvred so she was backing up to the trailer hitch. Josh got the idea and hooked up the two together. "Well done," Vi shouted above the roar of the tractor, "hop on!"
"Where do I....?" Josh asked.
"Oh, just stand on those," she indicated a couple of bars behind her, just above the towing hitch "and hang on to the mud guards." Josh wondered just how safe all this was, but complied and with a lurch they set off, smoke belching from the exhaust pipe by the engine. They left the farm and travelled along a quiet lane, then up a hill until she turned into a shut gateway. Josh hopped off, opened the gate allowing the tractor and trailer in and then closed it behind him. "You're getting the idea," Vi shouted as she pulled up to a load of bales and turned the engine off. She explained that really there should be three of them, one to drive, one to pitchfork the bales onto the trailer and one to arrange them on the back properly. "We'll just have to manage with two, I'll drive, you pitchfork and we'll stop every so often to load them properly." They set off, travelling from one bale to the next, Josh jogging to keep up, heaving the bale up and on to the trailer, then they stopped, Vi showing him how to load them securely. It got progressively more difficult as the load got higher, but they finally managed to top it off, then tied it down with some rope.
"OK, now off to the barn." Josh got back on his precarious perch and with a roar they set off down another lane and into an open gateway with a track leading up to an old wooden barn, in front of which stood a contraption clearly designed to move the bales up a moving ramp and into a door at the top of the barn. Vi jumped off the tractor and bent forward over the starting handle of the engine for the elevator. Josh couldn't help but look down the front of her shirt which had gaped open showing a deep cleavage between two large jiggling mounds of flesh. "Eyes up boy!" she barked. Josh looked up in embarrassment but saw she was laughing.
Josh got in the barn and Vi threw the bales on and watched as they disappeared into the maw of the barn. It was hot work and when they'd finished Vi pointed to a tap on a stand pipe, "Keep drinking Josh or you'll get dehydrated, the water's OK to drink." She bent and put her mouth under the tap, giving Josh another look at those breasts, this time without her seeing.
Back they went for another load, which again they put in the barn. She turned the engines off and said, "Right, lunch time," and pulled a plastic sandwich box out of a metal box on the back of the tractor. "Where's yours?" Josh told her he hadn't thought to bring anything and she rolled her eyes, "OK you can share mine this time." They plopped themselves down against the wall of the barn and ate lunch, Vi sharing her sandwiches with them.
Josh asked her how long she'd been working on the farm. "I was born on it," she replied. "My Dad was a farm worker and lived in one of those cottages just by the main gate, I was born there and so I've grown up working on the farm all my life. I was never much at school, but I can do pretty much everything on the farm. I live there now with my husband and daughter, well until she got married and moved out."
"Does your husband work on the farm?" enquired Josh.
"No he's a lorry driver, he's away most of the week, usually disappears on Monday and doesn't resurface until Thursday or even Friday sometimes."
"That must be lonely," commented Josh.
"Sometime yes, but we usually have some great welcome home sex!" Josh blushed deep red.
She got up and wandered off, Josh also rising and drinking deeply from the tap. Deciding he needed a piss he walked round the side of the barn and as he turned the corner saw that, Vi had clearly had the same idea. She was squatting on the ground, her trousers and knickers round her ankles, having a pee. Josh could see a big hairy bush from which a thick stream of yellowish liquid was cascading. Vi looked up and their eyes met. "Sorry Vi, I......"
He wanted to turn away but couldn't, his eyes riveted on her, "Haven't you ever seen a girl take a piss before?"
"Not since I was about five," answered Josh without thinking.
"Don't worry Josh, every creature on this farm eats, drinks, pisses, shits and fucks, it's just nature. When you're working out in the fields all day you're bound to come across each other doing things. Did you need a piss as well, just go up against the wall there. I won't look....much!" With that she stood up and shook herself, then calmly pulled up her knickers, revealing her big dark bush again, then her trousers. Josh took his cock out and turning his back concentrated ignoring his burgeoning hard on and releasing his bladder.
They got back to work, another two loads competed and were loading the third when Vi burst out, "Bugger it, I need another piss," and getting off the tractor pulled down her trousers and panties once more, and squatted by the tractor wheel. Josh just looked on in amazement, not really knowing where to look, his cock starting to bulge in his trousers again. "Watch if you want Josh," offered Vi, "I know you're dying to." Josh could sense where Vi's eyes were trained, embarrassment colouring his cheeks again. She looked up at him, understanding dawning, "You've never seen a woman down there before, have you?" Josh shook his head. "Are you still a virgin?" Josh nodded. "Do you want to do something about it?" Once again Josh nodded. "OK, well we can't do anything about it now, can you come to my place after work?" Another nod. "Right, back to work now." She shook herself and dressed.
Josh couldn't wait for the end of the day and eventually it came. Vi took him to one side, "There's a shower you can use over there, it's for men who work on the farm, it's a bit grotty but is OK. I'll go home and see you there in an hour. Park around the corner and come across the fields to my back door, it'll be open."
Josh did as he was told, the shower was pretty grotty but at least it got the worst of the sweat and dirt off. He dried himself as best he could and dressed. Still half an hour to kill, so he went for a short drive in his car and parked for a while, wondering just what Vi had in mind. Was she going to make a fool of him, he didn't think so, she seemed alright really, a bit rough round the edges but with a heart of gold, she had shared her sandwiches with him after all.
At the appointed time he returned, parking in a gateway just outside the farm and sneaking across the fields her saw the cottage that Vi meant. The backdoor was open, leading to a kitchen. It was empty so he called out "Vi, it's Josh." No response so he called again louder.
"Up here Josh, come up the stairs." Heart in his mouth Josh clambered up the stairs, "In here," a voice called. Pushing open the door he saw it was a bedroom with a double bed. Vi was sitting at a dressing table, her back to him with a towel wrapped around her, her hair wet still. She turned to him, "You did show up then, I had short odds that you wouldn't." Josh saw that she had scrubbed up pretty well. Her face was still weathered and brown in strange contrast to her bare shoulders which were pale, but her legs were brown from the knees down.
"Let's have a look at you then, get your clothes off." Josh scrambled with his shirt and belt, his hands all fingers and thumbs. Finally he stood there in just his underpants. "Them as well." He pushed them to the floor, his hands over his cock which was now starting to rise. Vi stood and walked over to him, a hand reaching out to take his cock in her grasp. "Not bad, not bad at all." He was fully erect now, as hard as he'd ever been. "Right, do as I say, no funny business now." Josh nodded.
