Chapter 8

Daddy and Rob were sitting at the kitchen tale talking about ranch business and Carlos was chopping some vegetables and putting them in a big pot wit a big roast beef. There was another guy in the kitchen. He was a small Hispanic man of about 21.

"You must be Alfonso. I'm sorry I don't remember much about you I was very small when you moved away. It's good to see you again." I smiled my winning smile at him and went to him to shake his hand. I held it for a little longer than necessary and looked into his eyes. He had beautiful dark eyes and black hair. He was only about an inch taller than me and we stood eye to eye. Alfonso was thin but I noticed the wiry muscles in his arms. He held my gaze for a few seconds but turned shyly away and pulled his hand free.

At dinner we talked about ranch life, leaving out the details of the sex life I enjoyed with the three other men at the table. Alfonso opened up and chatted about life in the small Mexican village and coming back to the big ranch. He spoke of how he was intimidated by the big city where the cowboys had taken him and of the girls he saw there.

"Did you like the girls there, Alfonso? Were they pretty" I asked playfully getting him to smile at me.

"Some were pretty but none as beautiful as you are." He blushed at his bold statement and he looked like he wanted to take it back. He looked as if he expected someone to laugh at him or make fun of him. The men said nothing and Carlos discretely winked at me. I acted demurely and turned my eyes down at the table, then looked back up at Alfonso.

"Do you think I'm pretty Alfonso?" Dinner was winding down and the men took their cue and made a hasty retreat. Alfonso looked after them like he was being abandoned. "You said the girls were not as 'beautiful' as me." I smiled brightly at him and batted my eyelashes playfully.

"You are more beautiful than any girl I have ever seen, Miss Sarah. I am sorry but it is true." He blushed even more deeply, which was hard to do with his dark Mexican skin. As I looked at him I saw how nice looking he really was. He had the exotic look of his Latino ancestors and was lean and handsome. His smaller size was probably what caused most of his self esteem issues.

"Don't be sorry Alfonso; a girl never minds hearing that a man thinks she is pretty. I like hearing you say nice things about me." I placed my hand on top of his where it rested on the table. I could feel him trembling and I was expecting him to snatch his hand away. I squeezed his hand and held it. He stopped shaking but he began to breathe more rapidly.

"Let's go in the living room and visit for a while. I'll go tell Daddy that we'll be okay. He was planning to go to town with Rob to get some supplies." Alfonso actually gulped when he realized he'd be alone with me, but he smiled and seemed somewhat happy about it. I went and told Daddy to let me hang out with Alfonso alone for awhile and told him the cover story about them going to town. I told him I was going to try to get Alfonso to fuck me. I said I liked him and he needed to get laid. Daddy chuckled and said I was a good kid and kissed me on the cheek like a good father would kiss his child. He reminded me that Alfonso was young and a virgin so I should not expect him to last very long the first time. He said with my body and face he might even cum in his pants, but I needed to be nice and not make a big deal over it. He said I should think of it as a complement if that happens. He left with Rob, and Carlos went out to the bunkhouse saying his goodnights.

Alfonso was sitting on the couch when I came back and I went right over and sat down close to him.

"I don't get to see many boys, you know. I haven't gone to school since I was fourteen. Daddy and Rob teach me here and your father is teaching me ranching and Spanish. I'm really glad to have a boy near my age to talk to and other things too." I looked at him when I said 'other things' and pressed a little closer putting my hand on his thigh just above is knee. He looked a little nervous so I squeezed his leg a little and stood up.

"Let's listen to some music," I said walking to the stereo. I leaned over to look at the CDs and looked over at Alfonso. He was staring at my body and didn't see me look. I saw him adjust his pants just before I looked away. I didn't want to embarrass him by seeing him with his hand on his crotch. He was already hard just from sitting with me; this might be easier than I thought. I decided to come on a little stronger. I picked out a CD that had a good dance beat and turned it on. When the music started I started swaying my hips around to the beat. I still had my back to Alfonso but I knew he'd be looking at my plump little ass with the tight fitting jeans hanging low on my hips. I turned around and looked at him. He looked up at me and I smiled again at him. I continued to move my body to the music. I knew my tits looked good in the tight t-shirt and the little jeans were hanging so low in the front that they were practically indecent. I made sure my boobs bounced around a lot and got closer and closer to my target. I was really getting turned on by my little seduction routine.

"Dance with me Alfonso," I said holding my hands out to him.

"I don't know how to dance," he kept sitting there looking at my body as I swayed it provocatively in front of him. I leaned over and took his hands from where they were resting in his lap. When I did this the front of my shirt dropped and he could see a good portion of my white breast meat.

"Please?" I pouted and wiggled my hips at him. He got up. There was a tent in his pants that he tried to keep me from seeing. I pulled him to me and pressed my body against him. I could feel the lump in his pants against my lower belly. We were so close in height that it almost was touching me in the groin. I continued to sway to the music holding Alfonso close; he caught on quickly and was soon moving with me. He got bolder when I bumped into his hardon and rubbed against it rather than pull away. I think he expected me to be upset about his hard dick. He opposite was true, after all he was dancing with a total slut that could fuck him in numerous different ways, most of which he had never even dreamed of. Training this guy was going to be fun. After I pushed myself against his dick he reached low on my back, just above my jeans and pulled me tight into him. He rubbed himself against me and I just pushed back at him. Our faces were close together and we were both breathing hard. I kissed him on the lips. He looked at me with a look of amazement. I kissed him again, this time holding the kiss and hugging him tightly. I touched his lips with my tongue and tried to push through them. He got the idea and opened his mouth. I snaked my experienced tongue into his mouth, feeling around lightly, not going to deep, just teasing him and exciting him. It did excite him too. He learned fast and was soon exploring my mouth with his oral digit. We were still standing and pressed tightly together. I could feel his cock throbbing against me and did what came naturally. I reached down between us and rubbed his lump with my hand. It had to be the first time anyone but himself had touched him there. He went rigid with what I took for fear.

"It's okay Alfonso, I want you too. We can make love together. I want too." I had mistaken his response. He blushed dark and pulled away abruptly and looked at me and then the door. I saw the wetness on his pants and felt it on my hand now. He had cum in his pants and was mortified.

"I wanted to make you cum, Alfonso. I did that on purpose. It's okay. We can do it again, you know. I'm not going anywhere." He was calming down a little but he was too embarrassed to move.

"I didn't mean anything. You are so incredibly beautiful and to feel you against me was so different, I didn't know how to act. I'm so sorry, I should go." He said it all in a rush like a frightened little boy caught doing something he shouldn't be doing. He turned to leave.

"Don't go, please. I want you to stay. Don't be sorry, you didn't do anything bad. You came. Do you know how good it makes me feel to know that I can turn you on that much? I wanted to turn you on. Didn't you feel me pressing against you and feeling your erection with my hand?" I started moving to where he had retreated to. "You want to know something else, Alfonso?"

"What?"

"Holding you when you came turned me on too."

"What? Girls like that? I don't know. I'm so stupid. I never did anything like this. When we kissed? Did it excite you too" He asked, starting to see that everything was going to fine. He just didn't know how fine. He had no idea just how lucky he was going to get.

"Oh God yes it excited me." I said this in a breathy sexy voice that I used sometimes to get the men going. "It got me all wound up. I want to do it some more if you do."

"I do too. I like you a lot Sarah. When you touched me it felt so good, I just couldn't control myself. I wish I hadn't done that I was so embarrassed." He was smiling now. He was talking to me like a friend he was learning to trust. I wasn't going to betray that trust. I really liked him.

"I could tell it embarrassed you. I think all guys are embarrassed by that, but it doesn't bother me. Like I said it's really sort of a compliment when you think about it. I mean, I did that to you. I got you hot enough that you came when I just touched you through your pants. Think of how good it's going to feel when your pants aren't in the way." I think he was a little scared again but he was getting used to talking about it with me.

"I've never been with a girl, Sarah. I don't know what to do." He was acting shy but the idea of actually getting to have sex was starting to get to him. "Do you really think we could do it? I mean you'd touch me again, under my pants?" He was so naïve it almost hurt. It was all I could do to keep from laughing out loud. So to make sure he understood me I reached my arms across the front of my body and grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it up over my head and dropped it on the floor. I reached down and lifted my boobs and ran my hands around them a few times.

"There, that's better. That shirt was too tight on me, and besides this way you can see my tits." He was looking away trying not to stare at them. "It's okay if you look at me Alfonso. I want you to. You can touch me too, you know. I would love to feel your hands on my body." He moved towards me. I put up a hand to stop him. "You have to take off your shirt first." He almost ripped it; he was taking it off so fast. I did giggle a little at that. I liked what I saw. He wasn't big at all but his stomach was flat and his waist narrow. His chest was wide for his size and he had the cutest square pectorals I had ever seen. He was very athletic looking without being muscle-bound, like a swimmer or a runner. I thought 'fuck it' when I saw his chest I couldn't help myself. I reached down to my hips and shoved the tight jeans over my ass. They dropped to the floor in a heap. I hadn't worn underwear, of course, since I don't really have any. I stood there naked as the day I was born and struck a sexy pose.

"Do you like my body, Alfonso?" I leered at him and licked my lips. He just nodded and stood there staring at me. "Look all you want." I said and moved to the couch and sat down. I leaned back and stuck my legs straight out in front of me with my ankles crossed. I knew I looked hot. I knew how men saw me. I knew that I was the first nude woman he had ever seen.

"Why don't you come closer and get a better look." I patted the couch next to me jiggling my boobs when I did it. Alfonso came slowly over. He couldn't take his eyes off of me. He looked at my tits then my pussy then back to my tits, over and over his eyes swept over me. My skin was feverish with desire from his stares. I lost a little more control and put my hand to my pussy and stated stroking the lips. I was wet and dripping by that time so my lips started to glisten as I spread the moisture around. I thought his jaw was about to hit the floor.

"Take off your pants," I said. He reached for his belt at once and then stopped. He gulped and then looked at my face for the first time since I had taken off my shirt.

"But, I don't..." he trailed off as if he didn't know how to finish. "It isn't very large." He gulped again and started to blush again. He was talking about his dick.

"What isn't very large?" I asked in a sweet voice knowing exactly what he meant. It was a little mean but he needed to get it out of his system. I was dying with anticipation, I couldn't wait to see it and feel it in me. I secretly hoped it really was as small as he must think it is. I could have so much fun with a cute little cock.