“Lara”. I was in the riding school sorting the various jumps out when I heard someone call my name from the stable block. It was a fine June morning, the sun was just creeping above the surrounding woodland, and birds were happily chirping. I wandered over to the stables, to see who was calling me. It was Sandy, the woman who owned them. “Hi, Sandy, you called me?”

               “Yes, Lara. I don’t know if you knew, but Tom will be leaving us today, as he is moving with his fiancé up country.”

               My heart sank. Although I have been with my boyfriend Alex for 2 years, I always had a thing for Tom.

               I had helped at the stables since I was 16, and he had been the stable hand since then, and helped with the horses. Now at 24 I had a strong attraction to him. I always loved seeing him with his top off, mid 30s, strong muscular arms, defined chest, and broad back. When I watching him breaking into a sweat, I felt myself getting wet.

               “Oh no”, I replied, “Where is he so I can say my goodbyes?”

               Sandy pointed up to the hay barn across the track and said “He’s just moving some bales abound, you can find him in there. I’m going back to the house for lunch, so will see you later.”

               Off went Sandy, and as she left, I wandered over to the barn. Tom was there with his shirt off again and building up a sweat. I felt my heart pounding. I felt so nervous as I approached him.

               “I’ve heard you are leaving us?”

               “Hi, Lara. Yes, sorry I didn’t tell you sooner, Sue and I are moving away. We wanted to make sure everything was complete before we told anyone.”

               “I’m going to miss you.” I went over and gave him a hug. I felt his strong arms around me, his chest pushing against my breasts through my flimsy crop-top, and his muscular thighs against my hips. He must have felt me shaking as he asked what was wrong. I just looked up at him and into his deep blue eyes, then kissed him hard. He didn’t resist, he moved his hands down to my bum and pulled me to him. I could feel him grow against the front of me, his penis getting hard for me. I couldn’t resist but to push back against it.

               My lips quivered, I couldn’t believe what I was about to say, “Please take me”.

               My head went into a spin when I said it. What was I doing? I have a boyfriend who loves me, and I love him. But I wanted this man in front of me, and I wanted him now.

               He picked me up into his arms and carried me to the hay bale piles at the back of the stable and lay me down behind them. I could feel the wetness between my legs as he started to shadow above me. I slid my riding trousers down exposing myself to him, my untrimmed bush, I so hope he liked it.

               I leaned forward unbuckling his belt, then I pulled the front of his jeans down. Oh, how my heart leapt as I got to see his rock-solid erection ready for me. Could I take it? He looked so big. Well, I was dam well going to try.

               I lay back, closed my eyes and waited to feel him against my entrance, but it wasn’t his loins I felt, it was his tongue. I opened my eyes to see his head between my legs, then felt him thrust towards me, as he licked me deep. My head exploded in an ocean of stars as he began to enjoy my wet pussy. This went on for what felt like an eternity, then when I thought I couldn’t take anymore, he started kissing his way up my body, then pushed himself into me. It was amazing, I was so sopping wet that I took him easily, and all my fears of accommodating him melted away.

               He filled every inch of me with his girth and length. And gently started thrusting as he kissed me again. I couldn’t help it; I wrapped my legs around his back and pulled him in as deep as he would go. Eventually I had to say it, I just couldn’t take any more.

               “Cum in me! Cum so deep in me, please!”

               I felt him push that much harder, then his grunting started as he began to unload. I went over the edge too. I closed my eyes and was filled with delight as I felt his warm seed pump deep into my wet love hole. I tried to drain as much out of him as I could, as I knew I’d never see him again.

               I kept him in me long after he had finished, and we said our goodbyes.

               I went back home that evening, cleaned myself up, and met my boyfriend, Alex. I needed him to reclaim me again, so I could deal with my guilt of having Tom.

               So, I took him into our bedroom, and I let him have me any way he wanted. He kept commenting on how wet I was. If only he knew my wetness was from Tom earlier, and he was fucking me while feeling Toms seed still in me, and on the end of his own pulsing cock, as it was about to unload too.

Only Tom and I will ever know what happened that day, and the pleasure he gave me in the hay barn……………