Jack was behind the barn cooling off three of the brood mares. They were on a cement slab with a five foot solid wall on three side. Misting hoses were strung across the top on a metal frame and three large shower heads were spraying low pressure patterns out over the horses backs. He had his shirt unbuttoned as he stood just outside the range of the overhead misting spray.
It was the middle of July and hotter than hell. He was considering stripping off naked and joining the mares in the cool showers. The boss was gone for the next two days to an auction up north, the two cattle hands were out checking fences for the day, and Marcy the cook was shopping in town.
"With my luck she would show up and bust me," Jack said as he fanned his open shirt. Then he grinned as he thought, more than likely she would join him. That old jeep she drove didn't have air conditioning. He slipped his shirt off and hung it on the wall.
As if on cue, Marcy's old jeep came around the end of the barn in a cloud of dust. "Slow that damned thing down," Jack yelled and waved.
Marcy flipped him the bird and sped on toward the bunkhouse. "That silly ass woman is going to kill someone one of these days," Jack ranted as he headed for the bunkhouse. He had to smile thought, Marcy had a very nice ass for a woman her age, not to mention a set of tits that would make a baby cry a block away.
The jeep slid to a stop in front of the bunkhouse. Marcy jumped out and hauled ass in the front door of the place. Jack slowed as he wondered what the fuck was going on. The woman was acting crazier than normal. Why was she even down here at this time of the day?
Marcy lived in the big house along with the boss. Jack and the two hands lived in the bunkhouse. They took care of the place for the most part and cooked their own breakfast most mornings, which consisted of coffee. Some mornings, Marcy rang the dinner bell up at bosses house and everyone gathered there for breakfast. That usually meant orders from on high. Lunch was usually at the big house, if anyone was around. Supper was almost always around the big table in the bosses dinning room.
Tuesday was laundry day and that was yesterday. So what was so important that Marcy drove like a bat out of hell all the way to the bunkhouse? She should have stopped at the main house. Jack shook his head as he climbed to the bunkhouse porch. The front door was standing wide open.
He went inside and yelled, "Marcy, you're letting all the flies out."
"Fuck you Jack, I was in a hurry," Marcy's voice came from the direction of the bathroom.
Jack grinned. "A bad taco, I take it."
"Something like that." Marcie replied with a groan.
Jack shook his head. "So ya got to come down here and stink up our bathroom."
"Miss Gail is home," Marcy said as if that explained everything, which it did for the most part. Gail was the bosses daughter and supposed to be away at college.
"If she ain't smelled a bad taco by now then it's high time," Jack said with a laugh.
"She has two friends with her and I didn't want to embarrass her."
Jack looked thoughtful for a moment. He and Gail had had a thing in the stud barn a few years back. On top of hay bales, draped over a rail or two, even on the breeding pen floor. Every time she saw the big dick on Big Jack, Jack's prize stud horse, she went into heat and somehow he ended up fucking her until they were both exhausted.
The door to the bathroom opened and Jack gave a start. Marcy came out buttoning up the front of her blouse. Jack looked at her questioning. She had on a skirt so why did she have her blouse unbuttoned. Marcy looked at him and saw the look. She grinned. "It's hotter than hell in that bathroom."
"It's July, what do you expect?"
"This place has air conditioning, why don't you use it?" Marcy shot back.
"It's hard enough to get used to the heat in the Spring. Why would I want to do it every morning?"
Marcy shook her head and started for the door. "I have frozen stuff in the jeep I need to put away."
"Why isn't your jeep air conditioned?" Jack asked even though he knew the answer.
"It didn't come with A/C when my daddy bought it thirty years ago."
"You enjoy the heat and sweating as much as I do," Jack said to her back as she went out the door. She flipped him the bird as she got in the jeep. That and gave him a flash of leg all the way up to her inner thigh as she didn't use the running boards to step up.
"Sweating is good for a woman," she said with a grin as she started the jeep.
Jack grinned and watched her drive away. This time she drove slow enough not to stir up the dust. The two of them had hooked up a time or three and there had been some major sweating going on. Once out at the old stock pond and once bent over a rock up by the canyon. That last time under the stars on a blanket had been the best of all.
With a sigh at the memories and a twitch in his dick, he started back for the washing station. He was halfway there when he saw three people coming out of the barn. One of them waved, it was Gail. He waved back. That's when he remembered he didn't have his shirt on.
As he got closer, Gail said, "Good to see you Jack." And walked over to hug him.
"You're going to get that shirt all sweaty," he said as she let go of him. The shirt he was speaking of was a western shirt, mostly unbuttoned with the long tails tied in a knot just below her breasts. A pair of tight white shorts and boots completed her outfit.
She winked at him and grinned. Sweaty wasn't all she had gotten the last time she was home. "Come on, I want you to meet my friends."
Jack wanted his shirt but Gail pulled him away from it. "This is Dee," she said indicating a tall blonde wearing a bikini top that was screaming for its life trying to control a huge set of tits. The little skirt below would have been better for a tennis court.
"Glad to meet ya," Jack said but Dee was all but drooling over his bare chest and washboard stomach.
"And this is Tammy," Gail said indicating the slightly shorter and more slender second girl. She had on one of those tube top things that was one piece and went all the way around her chest. It was molded to her smallish cone shaped breasts. She also had on white shorts but hers were way shorter than Gail's were.
"Glad to meet you," Jack said and looked from one to the other to the other, around and round. When no one said anything, he grinned. "I need to get back to the horses before they drown."
"I've never seen a horse in a shower before," Dee said without taking her eyes off Jack.
"It cleans them up and cools them down. All three are pregnant."
Gail grinned. "No stud barn for them until next Spring."
"Stud barn?" Tammy asked. "Is that what it sounds like?"
Gail laughed. "It sure is. Big Jack lives there and he is big, believe me. He's named after Jack here," she said with a wink in Jack's direction.
Tammy's eyes moved from Jack's face to his boots and then back up. It was a short trip since she was taller than he was. Dee was taller than she was. "It's an old joke and my bosses sick sense of humor," Jack said.
"That's my daddy," Gail said with a laugh.
Jack shook his head and went in the barn. A moment later all the water shut off. Jack came back out with an old towel to wipe down the first horse. Jack had the back of the mare slicked down when he heard Tammy ask, "Can we go see that... uh... stud horse?"
Then he grinned as Gail asked, "Are either of you on your period?"
"What? Tammy asked sharply and Dee giggled.
"Your period can make him spooky and hard to control," Gail said.
"Seriously?" Tammy said and Dee laughed.
