Chapter 3: Pre-Party Warm-up

As soon as we pulled up a guy came out from the house to greet me. He looked to be in his early 20’s and had an athletic build I could identify even from a distance. Up close I could see a classic handsome face with a smile to melt your heart and eyes that sparkled with enthusiasm. Hmmmmmm, so far so good! He introduced himself as Bob, the best man who had arranged for the party tonight. He said none of the others were here yet and to come in and make myself comfortable.

Going into the house he explained it was his parents’ farm and that he lived with them still. It turned out my guess was pretty close - he was actually 22. His parents were visiting his uncle at his farm in Michigan and wouldn’t be back for a few days which left the place all to him - perfect for a party!! He led me to the living room and offered me a seat on the couch. He took up station in a chair across from it, sitting down and looking me over like a prize animal at a fair.

“Damn, you look so sweet! Kelly isn’t it?” he asked.

That was all any of my clients were told, just a first name and nothing else. He had no idea where I had come from or even if Kelly was my real name. I just nodded and kept quiet, waiting for him fill me in on what his plans were. Before he told me that it seemed he had other concerns that needed to be addressed first.

“So, how old are you REALLY?” he asked.

I told him I was twenty but he looked at me rather skeptically and said, “Hmmmmmm, I’d like to take your word for it but do you have a driver’s license to prove that? You look a little younger than that if you ask me.”

He quickly smiled and held up his hand to say, “Now that’s not a BAD thing, you look great.”

Well, there was no way I was going to let anyone to go through my things and find out who I really was so I wasn’t carrying any identification, let something like a driver’s license.

When I shook my head and explained to him that the service had verified my age, he looked at me again and said, “Well, I just hope you’re telling the truth. God help me, I don’t want any problems with an underage girl. We just want to have some fun tonight and not get thrown in jail!”

I must have looked a bit exasperated - at least I certainly FELT that way.

“OK,” he laughed, “Sorry, just had to be sure. So anyway ... I’m sure you’re wondering what the story is for tonight so let me lay it out for you...

Bob then explained his plans for the evening. For a city girl like me it was definitely unusual to say the least. To put it simply, I had never even been IN a barn before let alone strip and fuck in one. Bob looked me over yet again and grinned, saying I was dressed perfect for the part - sexy young farm girl putting out in the hayloft like every farm boy’s wet dream. Well, it certainly was going to be a different experience for me if nothing else and after all, that’s why I was doing this in the first place.

I only charged because people expected it. Little did they know I would have PAID to do this! Bob didn’t want the other guys to see me beforehand so he asked me to stay in the guest bedroom. I didn’t mind so he led me down the hall and opened one of the doors for me and led me in. It was exactly how I would have pictured it - queen-sized bed with a quilted cover and matching pillow shams, old pine chest of drawers and side table, and even a small bathroom just for the guest staying there. Bob asked if it was OK and I nodded so he left, closing the door behind him.

All alone now, I looked the room over more closely, looking at the pictures of their family over the years. It seemed rather surreal, almost as if I was invading their privacy by being here for the nasty reason I was. Under the circumstances I wasn’t in the least bit tired but with nothing else to do I sat on the edge of the bed and listened as cars began to pull up into the driveway - or more correctly, trucks by the sound of them.

Several pulled up and I heard guys entering the house, laughing and joking. It was hard to make out exactly what they were saying but it wasn’t hard to tell they were all in a party mood. Eventually I guessed the groom showed up because everyone cheered and the general noise level rose. It was driving me crazy to be in here, like I was being hidden away to be presented as some sort of prize. Actually, I guess that was exactly what they were expecting when I thought about it. The door suddenly opened and Bob quickly came in and closed the door behind him.