Chapter 19 (Episode V)

Tuesday, a couple of weeks later...

Jake leaned on the fence as he stared out across the horses in the corral. Lost in thought, he didn’t even hear Clint Gilroy’s footsteps approaching him from behind. Clint clamped his hand down on Jake’s shoulder, which startled him back to reality.

“Jesus, Clint. Scare an old man, why don’t ya?”

“You were gathering enough wool to make a sweater, my friend. What in the hell is up with you? You still like working here?”

“Yeah, of course I do! Sorry, though. I am a bit distracted, sure enough.”

“What’s goin’ on? You sick or somethin’?”

Jake looked down at the ground, trying to decide how to tell him. He figured he might as well spill his guts to his oldest friend. “Naw, I ain’t sick or nothin’. I just ... you ever feel like you missed somethin’, like you made the wrong move and you don’t even know how much of a mistake it was because every day it gets worse and worse?”

Clint looked at his friend with a critical eye. “No, not really. I got my woman and I got my ranch, everything else is gravy. What’s on your mind, friend?”

Jake sighed and collected his thoughts. “You remember Jamie, from a couple weeks ago?”

“Ha!” Clint chuckled. “You mean the redhead? Gorgeous? Body to die for? No, I don’t remember her at all.”

Jake smiled and shook his head. “Yeah I don’t remember her either. Sometimes I can go an entire minute without thinkin’ about her.”

“Maybe you just need to go to town, dip your wick in some friendly gal. I know there’s that doctor and a few others that would happily take you in.”

“Hmph,” Jake grunted. “It’s ... more than just havin’ someone to bone, know what I mean?”

“You in love with her, Jake?”

“I thought I was in love a few times before in my life. But it was nothin’ compared to this. This, this is real. I’m not bullshittin’ around.”

“Where is she, in L.A.?”

“Well, technically Orange County, just south of L.A.”

“But it’s a long way.”

“Yeah, it is.”

“Not a lot of ranchin’ jobs down there.”

“Nope, nothin’ at all.”

“So ... you ain’t goin’ down there ... and she ain’t comin’ up here?”

“That’s about the size of it.”

Clint seemed to study a particular horse for a long time before he spoke again. “Well, tell you what, Hoss. I’m gonna set you up with a massage here at the spa. That’ll loosen you up, take your mind off things.”

“I don’t think that will really do much–”

“Nonsense. I’ll check your schedule and set it up tomorrow. You got your cell phone with you?”

Jake patted his shirt pocket. “It’s even turned on, if you can believe it.”

“Alrighty, then. Watch for a text soon, I’ll set up something for tomorrow. We’ve got a new spa girl who I think will be perfect for you.”

Jake let out a low, deep groan. “God, that feels really good, Ma’am.”

She poured another large amount of lavender-scented oil onto his back and rubbed it into his skin with her strong, skilled hands. “I’m glad you’re enjoying it, honey,” she sensually cooed. “But I’ve told you already to call me Nancy.”

Jake was lying on his stomach with a small towel draped over his ass on a large massage table in the Wellness Center with a small lovely 22-year-old Asian coed sitting on his back. She’d already removed her little Kimono robe, and Jake felt the heat radiating from her vagina through her little black thong. “That’s right. I’m sorry Ma– I mean ... Nancy.”

She giggled. “It’s okay, sweetie.” She grabbed the bottle of oil, poured a generous amount over her breasts, slid down his body, and then pushed her round globes into his back. Jake hadn’t been with many Asian women, and the ones he’d shared an evening with had smaller breasts. However, Nancy had full natural C-cups and she obviously knew how to use them. Jamie had been on his mind all morning, but he had to admit this was a nice distraction. Maybe Clint was right after all.

“So, what are you ... ummm ... studying at Boise State?” he asked. He could feel her hard nipples press into his back, and it felt like his mind was slipping in and out of consciousness.

She gently licked and kissed his neck, took his earlobe into her mouth, and seductively sucked on it. “Computers, Data Science, that kinda thing; but I love giving massages, and it’s putting me through school.”

“Well ... you’re ... you know ... pretty good at it,” he whispered. He wondered what the hell Data Science was, but he didn’t ponder that very long.

“Aww ... thank you, sweetie, but you’re so tense, maybe I can help loosen you up a little.”

“Ummm ... sure ... Nancy,” he groaned through little sips of breath.

“Mind if we get rid of the towel?”

“Sure.”

She acrobatically slid around to face away from him. He loved that she was able to keep her body in contact with his during the process. She removed the little white towel, exposing his ass. She then drizzled oil all over it and began kneading it into his muscled flesh. “That feels really good,” he groaned in pleasure.

“Even your ass is tight,” she purred. “I think you need to see me a little more often.”

“Yeah ... ummm ... maybe I do,” he murmured.

She scooted up so that she was perched on his upper back and shoulders as she worked his glutes. She surprised him when she lay down on top of him, pressing her breasts into the small of his back. The heat radiating off her pussy was intense, and he mused that it might burn the flesh right below the back of his neck. Is it the oil, or is this little girl wet? he wondered. He tensed when her fingers moved into the crack of his ass. Her fingers lightly grazed over his asshole, tickling him in such a naughty way. It was a very unexpected move but far from unwelcome.

She giggled. “Your muscles aren’t the only thing that looks tight back here,” she said playfully. He wasn’t entirely sure how to respond to that. He’d received many massages over the years to work the kinks out of his muscles after countless hours of manual labor, but none of them had ever gone down like this. “I don’t want to do anything that you’d be uncomfortable with, Cowboy,” she whispered.

He wasn’t exactly sure where she was going with this, but he was starting to get a good idea. “Keep going, little Miss,” he groaned.

She chuckled. “Okay.” She poured another generous amount of oil into the crack of his ass and then rubbed the tip of her finger over his tight, puckered little hole. Slowly she began to work the oil inside him, and he let out a low guttural groan. “Still okay with this, Jake?” she whispered.

It felt like his head was up somewhere in the clouds, and he had to concentrate to be able to respond to her. “More,” was all he could manage to say.

She continued to ease her finger in and out of his asshole and then buried it and began rubbing his prostate gland. His erection felt like it might drill a hole through the massage table. With her free hand, she managed to remove her thong and she ground her vagina along the sensitive skin of his back. Okay, that ain’t oil, he mused. This little filly is wet. She kept rubbing his prostate with the tip of her finger, and without touching his cock, she’d taken him right to the edge. “Nancy, I’m about two seconds from making a mess on your table,” he groaned.

She giggled. “Well, we don’t want that, do we, Jake?” she said playfully. She eased her finger out of his ass and then slid off of him to a standing position next to the table. “How about you turn over so I can work on the front now.”

“Sure thing, Jam–” he caught himself just in time. “Sure thing, Nancy.” When he flipped over onto his back for the first time that morning, his large erection came into her view, and her eyes widened.

“Damn, Cowboy,” she said lustfully, openly staring at his oversized equipment. “That’s quite a pistol you’re packin’ there.”

He grinned. “I’m glad it gets your approval.”

“Let me make you more comfortable,” Nancy whispered as she bent down and pulled out a firm pillow from under the table and tucked it under his head. “You might want to watch this,” she said with a devilish smile.

“Thanks, lil’ darlin’.” Jake immediately felt a pang of guilt, like he was somehow cheating on Jamie. But he was lost in the moment, and it passed quickly.

She poured oil onto his stomach and then dribbled a large amount on his cock. She spent the next minute or so rubbing it into his chest and stomach until it felt like every nerve-ending in his body was on fire. He was almost painfully erect and pre-cum was oozing out of the tip of his cock. She took his hand in hers and guided it between her open legs, and she let out a deep moan when he pushed a finger inside her sodden pussy. Yeah, I was right, he thought. She took the bottle of oil in her hand, poured it over her breasts, leaned over his mid-section, and placed them around his cock. He worked a second finger inside her and began moving them in and out while rubbing her clit with his thumb.