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Sherry, The Story Teller Pt. 2

Date: 10/11/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: Sisyphus, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

picked up the remote and turned on the soft jazz while I sipped the wine, then leaned over to smell the roses. “I love roses.” “ Good. I will make sure there are always flowers in the apartment.” “ Why?” “ To let you know how much I care about you. To make sure you're happy.” “ That's sweet of you. I will really be able to write tantalizing stories here.” “ Good. I told you I have some friends in publishing. Maybe I can help get you published.” “ Really, that would be great.” “ Come here, my little storyteller.” He took the glass from my hand, placed it on the table next to the roses along with his glass. “ By the way, I finished the story about Sarah, do you want to hear the rest of the story.” “ I want to make love to you.” He took my hand and pulled me gently towards him. Just as he embraced me and I smelled his cologne and the warmth of his arms, I slid away. “ I can't wait to tell you the rest of the story and I have another one that came to me while I was walking here tonight.” He took a deep, disappointed breath that I knew was from my sliding away from him. The tone of his voice was soft, but I couldn't let my guard down with him. “ Come sit with me.” He sat down on the white couch and reached for my hand. “ Do you want to hear the story here and not in bed?” “ Yes, come here and tell me the rest of the story.” “ I could read it to you now that's it's written.” “ No, I just want you to tell it like you did last night.” When I sat down, he kissed my cheek,“Lay down, ... Sherry, and put your head on my lap.” When I did, he smiled down at me while I looked up at his smile and liked the way he looked at me, softly, warmly, sweetly, then I closed my eyes, trying to remember where I left off with the story last night. “ Where was I?” I asked. “Do you remember what was happening?” “ Yes, Sarah told him she would never be his farmhand. She said, “It's not going to happen.” “ Oh right.” I nodded, then closed my eyes so that I could see in my mind the story I had written and began. Sarah placed the breakfast dishes in the sink, then said, “I have to go to the barn and feed Ginger, milk the goats and feed the chickens. Why don't you come with me and get an idea what it would be like if you worked here?” “ Sure. I'd like to take a good look at the barn to make sure it's structurally sound.” “ Well, it's in pretty good shape and there's a hayloft that I know you would like.” “ What makes you think I'd like the hayloft.” “ I'll show you why,” Sarah said, winking.“Come with me.” Sarah picked up the stainless steel milk bucket and walked in front of Angelo towards the barn and glanced back at him looking at her ass in the tight, faded jeans. In the barn, she filled up Ginger's bucket with grain. The goats were excited to see her and hopped up on the milking stand. She fed them some grain, then milked both goats while he watched. “Ever milk a goat?” she asked. “ As a matter of fact I used to milk a cow when I was a kid. I grew up on a farm in Ohio.” “ Is that ...