I was pretty sure I was late and if that was true I was going to be in big trouble with Daddy. He'd only warned me last week that if I was late back home again I would suffer the consequences.
I quickened my pace as I hurried up the dirt track that passes for the driveway to our property. I'd been dropped off on the main road by Danny and now had to walk the half mile or so up to the farmhouse.
Home for me is a sprawling farmstead on land that seems to stretch for as far as the eye can see. The nearest town is around ten miles away. We have no near neighbours to speak of, the nearest being five miles or so in the opposite direction to town. If it wasn't for a fairly regular bus service we'd be really isolated.
Daddy wasn't too strict with me. He let me go into town on the bus to meet up with my friends every now and again but his rule was that I had to be on the second to last bus home. And I usually was. I didn't like to see daddy get angry.
But tonight, if I was late, I had a good excuse but not one that daddy would want to hear. Because the problem was that tonight, I'd not been into town.
It had started only yesterday. I'd been in the coffee shop in town with my girlfriends when HE had walked in. He was tall, lean and good looking with a charming smile. My friends giggled as they watched him take a seat at the table next to ours.
"Hi ladies, come here often?" He addressed us in general. "If so perhaps you could tell a stranger in town what's good to eat and what's not."
My friends giggled even more.
"The chilli's always good," I replied before quickly looking away.
"Is that a fact," he replied lazily.
I looked up into his face to be met with the most piercing blue eyes I had ever seen. He grinned. His perfect white teeth gleamed. I caught my breath and felt my face flush.
"My name's Danny," he said, "and you sure are pretty."
"Mine's Beth," I replied without hesitation. I could feel the heat rising up my neck. God my face must be on fire. My friends giggled some more.
The waitress came over and took his order. When she walked away he began to chat to me. I wasn't really listening. All I could see were his blue eyes. They were mesmerising.
My trance like state was broken when the waitress appeared with his food. I let him eat in peace. I don't like people talking to me when I eat so I gave him the same courtesy. I tuned back in to what my friends were talking about, although I found it hard to concentrate. All of a sudden they seemed so juvenile.
"That was great," I heard him say a few minutes later as he tossed his fork into the empty bowl. He turned to me. "And thank you for your recommendation."
"That's okay," I replied, "anytime."
"Okay then, how about tomorrow?"
"Sorry ... pardon me?" I was somewhat taken aback by his boldness. My friends started to giggle again. Sometimes they could be so childish.
"Why don't you meet me here tomorrow and I can treat you to something ... you know as a way of repaying your hospitality."
"Oh ... I don't know ... I ..."
"You'd be doing me a big favour. I'm only in town for a few days and I hate to eat alone. So how about it ..." He smiled at me. I felt my heart melt.
"Okay then. Do you want to meet me here again?" I asked nervously.
"Sure, why not," he replied with a devilish grin on his face.
* * *
So due to that chance meeting, tonight had found me back in town. Daddy was surprised that I was going out again but didn't make much of it. He didn't even seem to notice that tonight, instead of my casual clothes and sneakers I was wearing a skirt along with a button up blouse. I also had on stockings and high heels. These were my Sunday best church clothes.
I met up with Danny at the coffee shop but he told me that he wanted to eat elsewhere. There was a restaurant in the next town over that had been recommended to him. Being a trusting soul I had no thoughts of hesitation in accepting his invitation. I climbed up into the cab of his pick-up truck and off we went. The thought I could have been in any danger never once crossed my mind.
The food was pretty good and I really enjoyed the evening although I was intimidated by my surroundings. I'd never been anywhere like this before and found it somewhat overwhelming. Our fellow diners seemed to know what was expected of them and what to do. To me it was all so confusing. So many knives and forks to choose from. Why couldn't we just use one set.
Danny seemed quite at home in these surroundings and thankfully was quite chatty. I learned that he was a pilot for a crop duster outfit and had been hired by the local farmers co-operative to spray all the fields in our county over the next few days. I also found out he was twenty eight years old. I must say I was shocked as that made him ten years older than me. He looked younger and I told him so. He hadn't asked me my age but I assumed he must have had an idea by the way I was dressed yesterday. So I asked him why he had offered to take me out.
He smiled and I saw a look in his eyes that I couldn't quite place.
"From the moment I saw you I knew you were different. You already know that I think you're pretty but you have a sparkle in your eyes that made me want to get to know you better." He ran his eyes over my body.
I breathed in deeply as his words washed over me and my emotions took over. As my chest expanded my breasts pushed out against the confines of my blouse and I could feel my nipples swelling and hardening inside my bra.
It was true. People often commented on how much older I appeared than my age. I'd been a bit gawky as I approached my teenage years and a bit of a tomboy but then puberty kicked in with a vengeance. I grew curves. Lots of them. My hips expanded and my ass developed into a round bubble shape. But it was my breasts where it all really happened. They exploded into a full 34DD size. My nipples were large and were often quite painful. As they were right now as they pressed forcefully against my bra.
I looked down. They were clearly visible through my blouse. Danny had his eyes fixed on them too. I swallowed nervously.
"Come on then, let's go." Danny stood up from the table. I draped my cardigan over my shoulders, fastening the top button and followed him outside. He opened the door to his pick up and as I moved to climb in he grabbed hold of me, spun me around and kissed me forcibly on the lips.
I pushed him away, my hands pressing into his lean, hard chest. I was panting for breath.
"I'm sorry sweetheart," he said with a smile on his face, "but I've been wanting to do that all night."
