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Sherry, The Story Teller Pt. 2

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

so?” “ That's why I'm looking for a farm. I've made a lot of money in my various businesses, but I need a change. I want out of the rat race and that's why I want to buy this farm. It's just what I've been looking for. It reminds me of home.” “ Well, too bad it's not for sale, but maybe you'll change your mind and stick around and help me with this place. Wouldn't you like to be a farmhand with benefits?” “ I think I'd like it the other way around. I think having a woman like you as a farmhand would be like icing on the cake.” “ Is that so?” “ Yes. I' think we could have a lot of fun. You'd have time to write sexy stories for me and I'd own the farm and you.” “ You think you'd own me.” “ Yes.” “ No one will ever own me. I like my independence.” “ I can tell you like your independence but I like to get what I want. I told you that.” “ Well, this time you're not going to get what you want, so you can get back in your spiffy car and take off. I can always get a farmhand from around here.” “ Not one with a lot of money.” Sarah knew he was right and that she didn't want him to leave. She stood up and pushed him aside with her hip and walked towards the ladder to the hayloft. “Wanna see the hayloft?” “ Sure.” Angelo followed her. Sarah climbed the ladder and knew that Angelo was just below him and was looking up at her ass. Once in the hayloft, Sarah bent over to pick up some straw and could feel her tight jeans straining. She sniffed it then brought a handful to Angelo and held ... it to his nose to smell, then surprised him by throwing it onto his head and laughed. “ Hey!” Angelo grabbed Sarah's wrist.“That's not funny.” “ Yes, it is. You look good with straw in your hair.” “ Who do you think you are?” “ I know who I am. Who do you think you are thinking you can buy my farm and own me?” Angelo brushed the straw from his hair, then grabbed Sarah's wrist. “Do you want me to leave?” His grip on Sarah's wrist was tight as he pulled her closer, his mouth an inch from her's, their eyes glaring into each other's eyes. Rather than pull away, she said. “You don't want to leave. You want to see if you can make me your little farmhand and own my farm, but that's not going to happen. I know men like you. You think the world revolves around what you want. You think you can take what you want, don't you?” “ Yes and you think you can seduce me into being your farmhand and get what you want.” I stopped and looked up at Angelo smiling down at me, gently stroking my hair. “ Why did you stop?” he asked. “ Last night you said you thought I was like Sarah.” “ That's true. You are like Sarah.” “ Do you think you're like the guy in the story?” “ Yes. I like getting what I want and always do. Do you think you're like Sarah?” “ I don't know.”I answered, wondering if he was right. “I'll have to think about that. Why do you think I'm like Sarah?” “ Because you're trying to entice me with your story so that you can live here and get out of your house. You're trying to get what you ...