Chapter 20

Strangely, Meka and Tutsie weren't ready to fall asleep on the spot after supper. They were full and moving more slowly than normal for sure, but they weren't dead on their feet yet. Meka even jarred me back into the present.

"Daddy get Jaycee horse?" she asked.

"No, I got side tracked. Maybe she'd like to go pick her own," I said, looking the question at Jaycee.

"Sounds like fun. Who's the main salesman?" she asked.

No one said anything for a few seconds and then Ethel elbowed George in the ribs.

"That's your cue, old man. Get off that big butt and show the lady our selection," she said.

"Oh, right. Let's go out to the barn. I'll bet I know who she'll like. Simon is a dandy, and nobody rides him enough to matter," George said, on his way out the door.

We followed and I noticed that Chuck and Dave weren't going to miss out either. In fact, I could tell that they didn't give a shit about the horse Jaycee picked; they just wanted to see more of Jaycee. I'm pretty sure I could detect young lust in their hearts.

As far as that goes, I didn't blame them. Jaycee was a dish, no doubt about it, but They had put me in somewhat of a mental bind over her. They had been responsible for Jaycee being here. Nothing overt from their explanation though. They had just made sure she knew about the opening and they used some of the fog to make it seem like something she might like to check into. They had also discouraged three male candidates who'd been fully qualified too.

That wasn't the hard part. They had let me know that Jaycee had been adjusted slightly and if I showed interest she'd be wet and ready, or at least ready to get wet and ready. Hell, that took a lot of the fun out of it for me.

Sure, it sounds great to know that you can basically fuck any woman you see via your alien friends, and I'm not saying I'd be too proud to ever go that route. It just didn't seem right in Jaycee's case. For one thing, I could envision a guilty feeling creeping up on me later and I really needed Jaycee's help if I was going traipsing off to who knows when.

In my mind I needed more of a friend who also happened to be medically trained. It didn't hurt that she was beautiful, and built like a fantasy woman, but we'd need to work closely and it was almost crucial that we become friendly if not real friends.

I couldn't help feeling that They might not have as complete an understanding of the human psyche at they thought. It seemed to me that if I could figure out something was guiding my thoughts and actions, Jacyee might too. At least that's how I felt about it now.

She was as lush as a ripe peach, but I made They promise to undo whatever they'd done to her in that regard. If I did get to dick her, it would be while she was in her right mind.

No doubt about it though, from the looks Chuck and Dave were giving her, if They had offered them a deal like mine, Chuck and Dave would already be going back for thirds or fourths. I could almost see the "never had any before and want some bad right now" sign painted across their foreheads and it was easy to know that they knew Jaycee could fix that problem if she just would. A nasty thought struck me.

"Jaycee, I don't want to change the subject at this critical moment, but do you like to swim?" I asked.

"Love it. In fact I was going to ask if there was a pond or lake close by that any of you used," she said.

"I like to swim myself, and I've been thinking about getting a pool put in. What about you Meka, can you swim?" I asked her, doubting that she'd understand.

Doctor Jorge cured that. He knew she didn't know about swim yet, so he spit out the question in her language. Meka smiled big and started nodding her head while she told him something.

"Meka said she was the best swimmer in her group. In fact, she was the designated fist trap checker," he said.

"That settles it then, I'll have to start checking around for pool people," I said.

Normally, you'd think that George or Ethel would pop up with a recommendation, but I knew they wouldn't. If they didn't know already what I was hoping for, I was sure they'd figure it out. I was certain there'd be one hell of a pool coming right up the next time we had a thunderstorm.

"That will be great," Jaycee said, doing even better than I could have hoped for when she finished with, "I love to swim and when the weather is nice I like to lay out a lot. With your place so far off the beaten, I can get a good all over tan."

I nearly sprained my neck whipping it around to see what Chuck and Dave thought of that but I got a surprise of my own. They were trying hard not to grin like little thieves but that wasn't the surprise.

"That is a good idea, John. I wouldn't mind having and place to get a little all over tan myself, what about you Wanda?" Ethel said.

"I've never even though of it, but it sounds like fun? Too bad it's winter or we could start as soon as the pool is ready," Wanda said.

"He can just get a heated pool as long as he's at it, and 'round here lots of days are warm enough to be naked outside in the winter. Heck, most days are," Ethel said.

Chuck and Dave were lost now. They weren't grinning anymore but the were blushing, as if everyone knew what they had on their minds. I could tell that the thought of their mother and grandmother frolicking around naked didn't bother them one bit. In fact I was pretty sure it suited them fine.

For that matter it suited me fine too. Ethel might be past fifty, but she looked as good as any woman her age ever could, better than she had any right to in fact. Wanda was a knock out herself, thought I'd tried to keep from thinking things like that. I couldn't keep from it after the conversation I'd started, and there wasn't even anyone else I could blame it on. I was glad to get to the barn so we could talk about something else.

The whole thing was a subtle way of teasing Chuck and Dave, and I'd done it on purpose. It teased them ok, but I ended up with a hard dick of my own. Not especially over thinking of Jaycee naked either, but it didn't hurt. Truth to tell though, now I was wondering just how big Ethel's and Wanda's titties were and what they'd look like on display around a pool. Come to think of it, maybe Carolyn and Geneva would be swimming a little too.

Simon finally stopped my thoughts of a beaver showing when we got to his stall. Jaycee loved him of first sight; she didn't even want to look any further. Since we had about an hour and a half of sunlight left, the search for tack was on.

In ten minutes Jaycee had Simon between her legs and was heading for our barn, leaving George, Bob, and the rest of us to get the vehicles where they belonged. Meka had even wanted to ride behind Jaycee and try to carry Tutsie in her arms while she did. I had to nix that, at least until she had her cast off and full use of both arms.

Bob drove the Hum-V pickup back down to my place and George followed in his fifty-six to give Bob a ride back. Meka and Tutsie rode with me in my pickup, but not before gave my plain old seat a little sniff of disdain.

Meka wanted to turn up her nose at it anyway, but she didn't. Tutsie seemed to like the bench seat better. Meka let him down between us and he started sniffing around and exploring right away.

When Tutsie discovered that the windows were open and that he could stick his little nose out by leaning against the door and standing on his back legs in Meka's lap, he was convinced that nothing could be finer. I had to warn Meka to keep a hand on him so he didn't fall out. She did, but she was mostly laughing at his antics.

We were in the barn, with Meka giving Joe Bob, Jasper, and Jeffry alternating pats on their noses when Jaycee came riding in. She was smiling her widest as she dismounted and gave Simon an affectionate rub on his neck.

"I'd forgotten how good riding makes me feel," she said, and couldn't seem to keep the grin off her face.

It seemed a little odd to me that she was so revved up over such a short ride. Then the light shined for me, or at least I thought it did. When a man is riding a horse, it's always in the back of his mind that he has to be sure he doesn't end up sitting on his own balls.

I'd never even thought about it before, but that must mean that when a woman rides astride, as they all do now-a-days, the saddle is probably constantly giving her pussy some tactile attention. Maybe Jaycee liked having her cooter massaged, I could always hope anyway.

It only took a few minutes to put Simon away and after that we all watched Tutsie strut around and do his business. It reminded me that I should tell Jaycee about his late night needs.

"Jaycee, we'll try to be as quiet as we can, but Tutsie usually has to go outside at least once during the night. Meka and I will be getting up to take him out so he can do his thing. I know it might seem like a pain in the butt, but it's worth it to have a dog so young that is already housebroken," I said.