The Beginning
Introduction:
My name is Max. I was raised in the early eighties to believe one man, gets one woman, and sex is kept quiet and in the bedroom. Let me tell you about how my life view started to changed one July.
I have a cattle ranch in middle Tennessee about halfway between Nashville and Lynchburg. We have a few hundred acres and about one hundred to one hundred and fifty head of cattle. Our family has had a ranch of one type or another for at least the last one hundred years. We been raising cattle for the past twenty-five years or so. Before that it was horses and even some sheep at one time or, so I've been told.
My mother died when I was eighteen and my dad remarried a wonderful woman, Sue who had three young boys Tom, Carl, and Bob. Tom was four when they married. Carl and Bob are fraternal twins, and they were two when dad and Sue got married. Each of my brothers are married to wonderful young women. This account goes back to the years when they got married. First let me tell you a little bit about them.
Tom is about 6'1", black hair and brown eye. He's strong and smart. He handles the finances at the Ranch. He is married to Mary. Mary is about 5'8", has brown hair, blue eyes and has a very good figure with medium sized breasts. She looks great in a pair of blue jeans or a dress, especially if she's wearing her boots. She's a registered nurse at the local hospital working in the cardiac care unit. Mary is really kind of reserved, but she's what you would call a cheap drunk. Just a little bit of tequila and she's kind of like that country song "Tequila makes her clothes fall off".
Carl is just a bit shorter than Tom, probably about 5'11". Carl handles the Resort side of the business.
You see the ranch business isn't as profitable as you might think so we cut out about ten acres of property bordering the main house about 20 years back and setup three multi room cabins with plans to build three more. There aren't a lot of places in this area to hold conferences and team building exercises, so we get a good bit of business.
Well, back to Carl. Carl is married to Betty. Betty is a bit shorter than Mary, maybe 5'3" or so. She has blond hair, blue eyes and has a nice shapely figure with decent size breasts. I've heard it said that when it comes to breasts, more than a handful is a waste. Well, there could be a little bit of waste here, but no one is complaining. She's a computer specialist and project manager for one of the corporations located nearby but she also handles all the back-office stuff for the resort. Bettys the type though that you never quite know what she's going to do. One minute she's serious and managing everything and everybody. The next thing you know, she's out strip racing the four wheelers. Don't ask, I'll tell you about strip racing another time.
Bob runs the cattle with me. He is married to Leslie. Bob and Carl are fraternal twins, so they don't look alike, but they sure think alike sometimes. He went to school and studied animal husbandry down south. He manages our cattle blood lines. Leslie is tall and slender. She comes in at about 5'10 or 5'11. She's all legs with long brown hair and brown eyes and breasts about the size of a softball. She is a dynamo and has a great sense of humor and a knack for making up games for parties. I guess those are all qualities you need to have if you are a kindergarten teacher like she is.
Well, they all gotten married over the past two and a half years, I think. That's also what kind of started this whole thing. They had all been dating for a few years, so it wasn't any surprise that they ended up getting married. Tom and Mary got married first. Then Carl and Betty about a year and a half later and finally Bob and Leslie about 6 months after that. It all started about a year or so after Tom and Mary got married at Carl and Betty's wedding shower.
The wedding shower:
My sister Rachel threw a wedding shower about a month before Carl and Betty's wedding. A fun time was had by all at the shower, and truth be known, I had a little too much liquid fun. Tom and Bob were out of town in Nashville talking to our banker about getting a short-term loan to buy cattle for this season. So Mary and I went to the party together. I've known Mary since she was probably about sixteen years old. That's about the time she started coming over. Even back then she was a looker. I remember seeing her out hanging around the pool with the guys, in a bikini with a t-shirt over the top. The way that t-shirt clung to her, there wasn't a lot left to the imagination. That's also when she went to work for us at the resort as a hostess. She did a great job of ensuring everything ran well. She has a great head for business. She setup contracts with several companies around the area that would send groups of managers down for team building retreats every year and that type of steady reliable income has helped us weather some rough times.
Mary and I, never saw a drink we didn't like at a party, so, along with several other guests that had a bit too much to drink it was decided that we should spend the night at Rachel's house.
I'm not sure who got confused, but someone did. I went to my assigned room stripped down to my undies as usual and climbed into bed. A few minutes later, I thought I heard the door open and close. I had heard it several times and I didn't think anything of it, the walls were thin. I just thought it was someone down the hall. That was the last thing I remembered for probably a couple of hours. The next thing I remember I woke up and I felt someone lay on my shoulder. Remember I was pretty drunk, so I really didn't put two and two together. I just figured it was a dream and let it go.
I had gotten married right out of college. It just didn't work out. We had different goals and living on a cattle ranch wasn't in my wife's goals. My wife and I divorced three years after we got married and that was 4 years ago. I really hadn't been with a woman other than for a dinner and movie since then and none of those relationships went farther than maybe a second date.
So, I was rather confused at what was happening. I'm not sure whether I thought I was dreaming or what. I kind of hoped I was dreaming about Rachel's neighbor Lois, so I just let things keep moving along.
I've had those waking dreams before when you half wakeup and then think gee I want to get back in that dream and you do. But then I started feeling kisses on my neck and hands reaching up under my t-shirt rubbing my chest. This was no dream.
I opened my eyes and in the dim light of the moon, I saw Mary naked straddled across me. Well, being that this was my brother's wife, I was a bit confused and probably still more than a bit drunk. I had never seen Mary naked, and I really hadn't given it much thought till now. But now, it was there, right in front of me. She wasn't the little girl in a t-shirt playing around the pool anymore. The way the moonlight hit her blue eyes was captivating. Her hair was playing with her beautiful breasts and the moonlight on them gave them a kind of glow. I hadn't realized how perfectly shaped they were until right then. I reached up and caressed them. Her skin was smooth almost like silk. Her breasts were firm but soft.
She reached down and pulled my t-shirt off, and started kissing and licking my chest, working her way down toward my dick. With one smooth move, she lifted my hips and slid my underwear down to my knees, only stopping there because they got hung up on my now ragingly hard cock. That didn't stop her at all, and the next thing I knew everything was untangled and she was swinging my underwear around on her finger flinging it across the room. Then she was kissing and licking my dick.
Like I said, it's been four years since I got divorced and probably another 2 before that since we had anything other than basic "wham bam thank ya mam" sex. So having my dick licked and kissed was something I wasn't prepared for. I thought I was in heaven until she took my whole dick down inside her mouth and clamped down. Then I was sure I was in heaven.
"OMG", I thought I was going to explode right then and there. Evidently, she sensed that.
Mary raised her head, came back up by my head and whispered in my ear, "not yet".
Then she rolled onto her back and took my hand and directed it down to her pussy. I rolled over a bit so I could kiss her neck while she directed my fingers to do what she wanted. At first, we just played around the outside, then we rubbed along the front, tickling her clit faster and faster. I took random jabs into her pussy with my finger and went back to servicing her clit. I got the hang of it pretty quick. I could tell when I was doing it right because she would moan, or her breathing would quicken. After a few minutes she was wiggling like a worm on hot asphalt in July and moaning all the time. Then she pushed my hand away, climbed on top of me and shoved my dick straight up into her pussy.
She didn't ask, or wait, she just took control and made me do what she wanted. I have to say it was probably the best sex I had ever had up to that point. She was a woman who knew what she wanted and wasn't afraid to show me how to give it to her. She slid that wet little pussy up and down on my dick, then turned around on top of me and started riding me backward.
