Tiffany sighed unable to argue.
When Shane returned they all sat around a table and began to talk. Tiffany discovered that the boys worked at the Flanders Range station as station hands and had spent the last week preparing the show grounds for the rodeo. They had their own shared quarters in a demountable behind the grounds. Shane described their life on the station managing the cattle, fixing fences and pretty much anything else that broke. Tiffany thought it all sounded quite exciting.
After they’d had a few rounds Tiffany was feeling a bit tipsy and begun to talk animatedly to the others. She was midway through a story when a man suddenly sat down next to her plonking his drink down on the table. Tiffanys voice trailed off as she looked at the man and turned a dark shade of red as she recognised Keith.
‘Thanks for saving me a seat,’ he said smiling down at her. Tiffany opened her mouth in shock unsure what to say. Keith turned and shook Shane’s hand. ‘Shano, how’s it going?’
‘Yeah good mate. This is Sally.’ He gestured towards Sally who gave a small wave. ‘And this is…’
‘Tiffany.’ Cut in Keith. ‘We’ve already made acquaintances.’ Flashing a grin at her. She felt herself moistening as she looked up at him and quickly looked down at the table.
‘Wait what!’ Exclaimed Sally. ‘Why is this the first I’m hearing of this!’
Tiffany shrugged. ‘We met before when I was photographing his horse.’
‘Ohhh yeah.’ Replied Sally giving her a questioning look.
‘Time for another round.’ Declared Shane standing up and heading to the bar. Sally trailed after him like a lovestruck puppy.
From there the night flowed on. Tiffany and Keith chatted to each other, each enjoying the others wit and charm. Pretty soon they had forgotten there was anyone else at the table, they were so engrossed in their own conversation. Having him so close was driving Tiffany crazy. She couldn’t help sneaking looks at his strong arms and broad chest. She wondered about his cock, trying to imagine what it looked like. I bet it’s huge she mused, then shook her head slightly to clear her head. ‘What has come over me’ she wondered.
Keith too was completely taken with the beautiful woman in front of him. He admired her curves every chance he got and wondered at the beautiful body hidden beneath the denim shorts and checkered shirt. It felt so frustrating to know that he was sitting within inches of her perky breasts and firm ass. If he just stretched out his arm he could literally reach her soft wet pussy. He wondered how it would look if he did get to see it. Would she be bald and smooth or possibly neatly trimmed with a strip of hair down the middle, or maybe she would be wild and unkept with a thick bush of hairs.
Both their trains of thought were broken as the band started to play a boot scooting song and everyone flocked up to the dance floor forming rows of dancers. Tiffany jumped up excitedly ‘Ooh let’s dance.’
Picking up on her enthusiasm they all headed to the dance floor and joined in. They danced for a few songs before the boot scooting line disbanded and the others returned to their seats. Tiffany and Keith danced on together to a couple of boppy songs. Then the band played a slower song.
Tiffany looked up at Keith, uncertainty plastered across her face. He reached out and took her hand, drawing her in slowly. Their bodies pressed together gently and Keith lowered his other hand to her waist as they begun to dance slowly across the dirt. Tiffany looked up into his eyes almost fearfully. He looked down at her evenly with a slight smile, never taking his eyes from her face. As she looked deep into his warm brown eyes Tiffany felt herself flushing with heat, there was a fire between her legs and her chest heaved. She could feel the dampness leaking into her panties as Keiths body rubbed against her thighs and chest. Keith was also struggling to control himself as he looked into her beautiful large green eyes. They were like beacons to her soul and looking down at her he felt his erection building within his pants. Tiffany felt it against her hip and bit her lip in anticipation. At the same moment they both lent in and began to kiss passionately.
His lips were soft and gentle as they kissed her tenderly. The longer they kissed the more intense it became, until Tiffany felt his tongue invade her mouth, penetrating her lips. She returned the pressure with her own tongue as she felt his hands move up and down her back, his right hand slid down and clasped her firm ass cheek. Finally Tiffany pulled back and stared into his eyes. She was desperate for him. She needed him, but not here in front of everyone. She lent in and whispered in his ear.
‘I believe I was offered a ride earlier. I’d like to take you up on the offer.’ He grinned down at her and then taking her hand, led her away from the dance floor.
He led her across the yard, past the pens to a small demountable building. Keith opened the door and Tiffany peered in. The dimly lit room was a large square shape. There were three beds, one was off to their left, running along the wall adjacent to the door they had just entered through.
The other two beds were in the two opposite corners. The feet of the beds faced towards the door where they were standing. ‘These are our quarters,’ explained Keith as he lead her across the dark room. ‘And this is my bed,’ he gestured to one of the beds opposite the entry as he flicked on a bed lamp. It illuminated the corner of the room in warm yellow light. He turned back to face her and slowly pulled her closer, staring deep into her green eyes. ‘Now where were we.’
Keith lent in and began to kiss her passionately. Tiffany returned his kiss, running her hands across his broad chest. She felt his hands on her hips. They began to slide up under her shirt caressing her soft skin. She could feel his tongue pushing between her lips and welcomed the intrusion.
His hands moved back to her shirt and began to unbutton it. Starting at the bottom, he worked his way up slowly, all the while kissing her. He slowly stripped the shirt away from her body, peeling it back from her arms, he dropped it on the floor. He pulled her hips closer and she could feel his throbbing erection against her navel. She was dripping wet by this point and she could feel the heat radiating from her moistened vagina.
Keith ran his hands up her back and with a quick flick of the wrist he unclipped her bra. It fell away revealing her small pert breasts. They were only a B cup in size but they were perky and full of bounce. Her nipples were fully erect, each areola only an inch in diameter.
Keiths hands moved in massaging her breasts and gently tugging at her rigid nubs. At the same time he broke away from the kiss and moved his face down to her neck. He kissed her tenderly with soft lips and she let out a long low moan. Unable to contain herself any longer Tiffany began to rapidly undo the buttons of his shirt before tearing it off. He returned to kissing her lips, drawing her in she could feel her nipples brushing against the coarse hair on his chest. Shifting his weight he kicked off both his boots.