When Esther woke the next morning, the first thing she felt was a deep sense of shame.
She could never go back in time and change the fact that one: she had sex out of wedlock with Rob and got pregnant, and two: she had sucked the dick of Grant the previous night.
Grant was a stranger who was letting her travel with him to his hometown in Texas where Rob had recently moved. In return, Esther agreed to let Grant use her body however he wanted during the trip.
As she rolled up her sleeping mat and changed into the green dress that Grant had made her alter immodestly, she mulled over the fact that she hadn't resisted his request the night before. She hadn't enjoyed blowing him, but she'd obeyed so quickly it frightened her. In fact, she had even been concerned about doing a good job.
As she ate a quick breakfast that Grant had cooked, she avoided his eyes.
She couldn't tell but it almost seemed like Grant was being even more reserved than normal. Perhaps he was upset with her performance, or maybe he was just tired of her company.
The long day of riding passed liked the three days before it, although Esther had to stop more frequently to deal with her morning sickness. Each time Grant would get off his horse, Sunshine, bringing Esther water or a few crackers. He made sure she felt better before they continued riding. She was afraid he'd be angry at her for delaying the journey, but he didn't show it if he was.
Esther didn't know if it was just in her head, but it seemed like Grant was sitting further back in his saddle, his groin pressed less hard against her ass.
The meadows they'd been traveling through started drying out. The plants became more brown, and the earth more arid and desert-like.
"I've never seen anything like this," Esther broke the silence, entranced by the cacti they were passing.
"You must not have traveled much in your life," Grant responded.
"I never left town before this. Rob used to tell me all about his travel plans and all the places he would show me some day." Esther smiled at the memory.
"Well I grew up in the high desert. Sure, there's a lot of beauty, but there's a lot of danger out here."
"Did you have any siblings growing up?"
"No siblings. I have a cousin who's like a brother though. You?"
"A sister. She died before I was born. I think that's why my ma and father are so protective."
"A lot of good that seemed to do you," Grant joked darkly, putting his hand on Esther's stomach.
Surprised by his touch, Esther inhaled sharply. Grant had seen her naked, and she sucked his dick once but he hadn't really touched her.
The gasp had an unexpected and instant affect on Grant.
Esther stiffened as he started exploring her body over her dress.
He ran his fingers up the center of her ribs and traced her collarbone.
"Relax, " he whispered into her ear, pressing on her chest so she'd lean backwards onto him. His breath sent tingles down her spine and her skin felt almost uncomfortably sensitive.
He circled each of her small, round breasts. Using one hand, he unbuttoned the top of her dress.
Esther moaned despite herself when he reached his hand into her bralette and grasped her left breast. He gently kneaded and pinched her soft flesh, but avoided touching her nipple.
Removing his hand, he grasped Esther's hip, pulling her towards his groin. She felt his hard dick pressing against her ass.
Switching Sunshine's reigns to his right hand, he shoved his left hand down the top of her dress to play with her other breast, being more aggressive than before.
Esther's back arched involuntarily as he kneaded and fondled her.
"You've got some nice tits." He brushed a finger along her nipple then gently pinched it causing her to cry out.
He switched hands again and started toying with her other nipple, sending ripples of intense and confusing sensations through Esther's body.
"Please," she begged. "This is so wrong."
Grant didn't stop manipulating her flesh. "You agreed to this, remember?"
"Please stop. You can do something else to me. I'll suck you off again. I'll do it better this time."
"Shhh," Grant put his hand over her mouth. "Stop being afraid of yourself."
He reached forward to hike her dress up and started massaging her thighs.
Esther thought he would do things to her that she could grit her teeth and bear while thinking about something else, but this? This she couldn't ignore.
She pulled his hand away from her thigh.
Ripping his hand from her grasp, he temporarily let go of the reigns to force her arms together at the wrists. He was strong enough to hold them there with the reigns pinched between two fingers, leaving his other hand free to continue groping her.
Defeated and humiliated, Esther gave up her meager struggle.
Grant resumed massaging her thighs, working his way up and inward. Sliding two fingers down the top of her underwear, he stroked and tugged on the hair growing there.
He slid his fingers further down to one side tracing the line where her leg met her groin.
Removing his hand and pulling her underwear to the side, he got pleasure knowing Esther felt the desert wind blowing on her exposed sex.
He ran a finger along the length of her slit, making her tremble.
"You're so wet," he scoffed.
Esther's face burned and tears pricked her eyes.
Without actually entering her, Grant pushed a finger against her opening so he could spread the wetness along her lips.
He dipped in once more and brought it to her clit, softly circling the most sensitive part of her body.
