I was cleaning the tackle in the barn. It was a hot day and I could feel a drop of sweat trickle from my neck and slide down between my breasts. Randy was in the office. The door was open and he kept glancing up at me and I didn't blame him. I had my flannel unbuttoned and tied into a crop top, showing off my toned abs. I didn't wear an undershirt underneath, only a light blue bra. It pushed up my cleavage beautifully.
Randy continued to stare. If he was going to keep staring, might as well give him a show, right? I dropped the rag I was using on the ground and turned my back to him. I bent over at the waste, putting my bubble butt on full display. My shorts barely covered my ass when I did this. I could feel the tight denim fabric rubbing my sweet spot between my legs deliciously. I moaned so Randy could hear me.
He heard me alright. I heard him get up from the office chair and walk towards me. I kept my back turned toward him and pretended like I didn't hear him approaching me.
He was right behind me and grabbed a handful of my ass and squeezed, making me gasp. His back was pressed against me and I could feel the hardness of his arousal on my lower back. He walked us both forward and pressed me against the wall with his powerful chest.
"Oh, god Jane." He moaned as he dry humped my ass. I groaned as he snaked a hand around to my front and yanked my flannel and bra down, exposing my breasts. They were slippery from my sweat, but Randy didn't care. He moaned as he groped me.
My breath was speeding up and my pussy was throbbing in anticipation.
"Please..." I whispered.
"I got you baby. I know what you want you cute little slut." He shoved a hand down my shorts and immediately began playing with my clit.