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Dodge and Ally

By: EgmontGrigor2011



CHAPTER 1

Dodge Blueitt was independent and tended to ignore instructions to perform low-priority work. Beef rancher Sloan Silver would have fired him years ago except Dodge was the best worker he'd ever had.

The cheerful drifter had appeared eleven years back in rain asking for a meal and enough gas for his jalopy to get to the nearest town. Sloan's new wife and the kids had taken to the guy and his stories about working cattle and the adventures he'd had. 

Sloan invited the drifter to stay the night and next morning, nudged by wife Ally, offered temporary work to the lean fair-haired guy to help castrate bull calves.

Over the next decade Dodge (real name Roger) introduced the Silver's two daughters to sex and gave embarrassed sexual instruction to the two sons. 

The parents believed that information should not be imparted until kids turned twenty-one while accepting the kids would learn bits and pieces about sex well before they turned that age. And so at the required times the four kids found Dodge was a fountain of information about sex and the girls both asked for more and got it.

But the best was to come.

Ally was a fair-minded but uptight and always did her best for Dodge because he was... well because he was different... well she had this suppressed feeling for him. There was the occasion she was feeling poorly when he hung clothes for her on the outdoor line. He was dressed in jeans and boots and when he reached up to peg one of her bras, Ally saw his back muscles on his tanned back ripple and she went weak at the knees and flushed strawberry red.

Oh my.

Four years after his arrival Dodge was promoted to foreman and a bedroom in the house went with that position. 

Dodge had pushed back his Stetson to scratch his forehead and said, "Sloan I'll feel more comfortable remaining in the bunkhouse with the boys."

"Sorry Dodge I can't allow that. It's part of my proven successful management to require the foreman to sleep at the house to give the boys room to let off steam and to slander their boss and the real boss and his missus." 

Dodge said his piece. "We are here to manage the land and to manage the herd boss, not to play nurse to cowhands."

"Well Dodge, this is yet another of our conversations that will never end in agreement. Get on with your work."

"We're finished for the day."

"Oh yeah."

Ally, who was 37 at the time, was excited about Dodge coming to live in the house. They were about the same age and had at least one thing in common: she'd been born in Chicago and taken to live in North Florida when eleven and Dodge had been born and raised on a chicken farm less 90 miles out of Chicago. Ally, who was nine years younger than Sloan, couldn't understand why this Sloan excited her so.

Enlightenment came finally when Ally realized she no longer dressed with the door closed. The view from the doorway was straight to the dresser when she stood examining herself in the mirror, whether dressed or undressed.

"Omigod," she breathed. "I'm hoping he'll see me nude or near-nude.

By 'he' she meant Dodge of course.

It took days before Ally could bravely examine her feelings without restraint. She attributed her previously high standards of morality to being the daughter of a clergyman but, at the same time, was aware those imposed and self-imposed standards had eroded a little over the years.

So what did she want from Dodge?

Confused, Ally blocked out thinking on from there.

However, her patient and unrelenting descent toward adultery continued.

Ally began buying dresses that were a little shorter and exposed a little more than a suggestion of bosom swell. Any thought that she was beginning to show Dodge her breasts would have half-terrified her. Wearing shorter dresses with a lower neckline was achieved incrementally so her husband wouldn't notice unless his memory recall had improved. But it slowly dawned on her that Dodge might not be noticing such change either.

She began regularly asking Dodge to bring in the washing off the line.

Cheerfully he did that chore, not matter how hard his working day had been. Like Dodge in coming to this state, she'd been surprised to learn that Florida had beef cattle and astonished to find that almost half of the state's agriculture land was involved in cattle production and that Florida had four of the nation's ten largest cow-calf operations.

Since being promoted to foreman and pulling in more money, Dodge had purchased a previously owned pickup (a Dodge Ram of course) and some youngster bought his wheezing old pickup for peanuts. With improved transport, Dodge went home twice a year for Christmas and July the 4th. In Illinois even kin and old friends had expressed surprise there were cattle ranches in Florida. They tended to think of the state being populated by gangsters and hookers, having being raised in the TV series Miami Vice, oh and they knew the state received more than its fair share of tourists and retirees of course.

Ally Silver's next move in her pre-seduction crawl was hugely radical for her.

"I'm busy making pastry sweetie (yes about a year earlier she began calling Dodge sweetie whenever they were alone), do you mind picking out my underwear from the basket and placing it on my bed?"

Dodge scratched his left armpit.

"What about Sloan's underwear?"

"I iron it."

"What about Sloan's synthetic socks?"

"What about them?" she said bravely, not diverting her eyes and his gray eyes now eyed her suspiciously through narrowed lids.

"It's just what I want you to do Dodge. Please do it or don't bother."

She was shaking so much that she ought to have been whipping cream rather than rolling pastry.

"Why don't you buy ready-to-use pastry from the supermarket?"

"Because I love cooking, I feel I can express myself for cooking. Using supermarket pastry would leave me cold."

"Why, because it's frozen?"

She laughed wildly as if hearing the joke of the year, and holding on the bench with one hand and feeling a desire to open her legs, she began to panic. But the sight of him grinning that she'd appreciated his 'joke' quickly calmed her.

Later Ally found her underwear dumped in a heap on the bed and sighed.

But the next time after he delivered her personal washing, she found her underwear sorted into piles of bras, panties and panty hose.

Next time he took her pile of underwear to the bedroom she found the panty hose folded once, the panties folded once and arranged in colors, darkest on the bottom and whites on the top.

She concluded omigod, he was communicating with her that he knew what this dodge was about. She fell against wall with her legs spread and touched herself through her dress. She knew she only touched herself when she was horny, knowing that was how it was meant it be. She knew she now felt horny, very horny.

Ally usually only brought basic panties and bras but when next in town she purchased a fancy panty and bra set, patterned with plenty of lace. She came out of the bathroom wearing the set that night because she wanted Sloan to get used to seeing the upgrade in underwear, or lingerie as the store assistant kept calling it.

"God woman, you look sexy," Sloan said and throwing back the covers began working up an erection.

"I-I bought it to encourage you to have sex. I'm beginning to lose my great body shape."

And that was true and said with the intent of being appreciated.

"Come here Buttons and see what daddy has for you. I'll like any shape you care to be."

From that night their sex life returned to how it used to be, for quite sometime. 

When Ally included those new panties and bra in the washing and Dodge had sorted and was now taking that und... er lingerie to the bedroom, she waited till she heard his bedroom door shut and raced to her bedroom.

"Omigod," she wheezed joyfully.

The new panties and new bra were on top of their respective piles. Dodge really was communicating.

A few days later the two men were in the kitchen having coffee before going off to a bull sale when Sloan said, "Damn, I've left my sunglasses in the barn."

"I'll fetch them for you."

"Thanks Dodge but I may need to retrace my steps to find them. They could be in half a dozen places."

He went off and Ally arrived from the bedrooms with a basket of linen and clothes for washing.

"More coffee sweetie?" she said, looking out and seeing her husband walking toward the barn.

"Yeah thanks."

After pouring the coffee she turned and looked back at the table and stopped. He'd pulled something out of the soiled laundry basked.

"Dodge, stop that. What on earth are you doing?"

"Smelling the crotch of your used panties, that's what I'm doing. What does that tell you?"

"You animal," she snapped, realizing she was blowing the best opportunity of her life. "Put down my panties and behave."

He stood, grabbed his hat and looked at her unsmilingly and calmly said, "Up yours."

Ally's legs were giving out. She sat and watched him leave and began weeping.

"Oh god, why do I have such difficulty acting like a slut?" she sobbed.

She knew the answer. She'd changed her behavior and modified her attitudes but there was still work to do. But alas she'd blown it and what the hell did up yours mean?"

As the men drove off and she'd waved to Sloan, the only one who'd waved, she suddenly had worked out what Dodge's gently rebuke meant. It meant shove your bad tempter or whatever up you butt or perhaps your vagina in the case of a woman.

She giggled.

There was nothing else she could do. 

That day Ally sat out under the apple tree and really thought about her seduction of Sweetie. She'd not actually thought about it until now. Those other actions had been spontaneous albeit rational, but that this rate of snail-pace progress it could be five years before she had Sweetie, as he unwittingly called it, 'up hers'.

Did she actually want him 'up there'?

Oh yes, she practically panted and imaging the insertion she'd become very skilled at visualizing.

She touched herself and with her heat rising pulled up her dress and inserted a finger.

Ally heard someone cough lightly and looked up and saw Sloan walking forward her and looking at her intently.

Slowly she withdrew her hand and pulled her dress hem down a bit but left her legs open.

"Hi, we finished early," Sloan grinned. "The boys are preparing to go to town for a beer and Dodge has ridden out to check on the Messa Creek hay barn. He won't be back until dark. What would you like to do?"

"Let's have a bath together and then really do it in bed."

He grinned and said he thought she might be in that kind of mood but made no mention of what he'd observed.

The ranch operation included 440 mothering cows and kept Sloan and his foreman and two ranch hands busy. The ranch was located in the south-central county of Highlands and they got ranch supplies at either of two close towns. But once a month Ally, with or without Sloan, went to the Sebring, the county seat with a population of around 10,500.

On this occasion Ally summed up courage and purchased an adult DVD that, interestingly, had the title of Raunchy Alison. Ally was sure a porn star with such a lovely name would engage only mildly in exhibition sex or whatever it was called. Even so, after having lunch and then finishing shopping, she drove home as if the SUV had a live bomb aboard.

* * *

Half an hour after Ally had left the ranch, her youngest child Pru arrived unexpectedly. The twin boys were a year older than Pru and the oldest child Rebecca was ten months older than the twins.

Pru at nineteen, had married only three months earlier, a hastily arranged marriage but sadly she lost the fetus shortly after the wedding was arranged. Her husband Garth was a shy bank assistant manager, three years her senior.

Finding no one at home, Pru roped a horse and rode out to find someone. She wouldn't be too worried if she found no one because riding was in her blood.

Almost half a mile down the track she found Dodge and Larry had just finished swinging a new gate.

"Hi I couldn't find anyone."

"Hi Pru, your mom went to Sebring early and your dad and Ralph are over at the MacDonald's... um, helping to attend to the calves."

"You mean castrating. You could use that work with me. I'm not Pru the Prude."

The two men grinned.

"Come riding with me Dodge."

Dodge asked Larry would it be okay if he took his horse and Larry could drive back and put his feet up? Larry thought that was a great idea because he had a new magazine to read.

"Playboy?"

"No Pru," Larry grinned. "Motorcycles."

He was off, touching the brim of his hat at her and saying nothing to his foreman.

"Take this horse baby."

"Why."

"Because you'll want to race the Milly is the faster horse."

"No I don't wish to race and Ned here knows me."

They rode off after kissing and she said, "I was hoping to catch you alone while I was here."

"Well fancy that," Dodge drawled.

"Be serious Dodge. I have a problem in bed with Garth."

"Oh yes."

"He... he doesn't seem to do it very well. God not like you."

"Well you wanted me to help you become skilled before you started going out with guys with sex on your mind, and you wanted me to be the first. I really thought that was an honor Pru."

"Well you also were first with Rebecca."

"Watch it Pru, you are making me nervous. I told Miss Loudmouth to tell no one and she promised."

"The twins also know about you and me and you and Rebecca."

"Jesus."

They rode in silence.

"Dodge it's the sort of thing siblings talk about."

"I can imagine that. I was thinking if your mother found out it wouldn't only be calves around here being castrated."

Pru laughed so much she had to grab Ned's mane to stay in the saddle.

"So what's Garth's problem?"

"This sounds stupid but I don't think he really knows how to do it or how to improvise effectively."

Dodge considered that.

"Perhaps you don't move your ass enough."

She snapped Dodge had been at her fourteen times in fifteen days on their one and only series and should surely know she moved everything.

"Fourteen? Gawd I thought it would have been more like eight."

She ignored him.

"Suppose you are too large for him?"

"Omigod I knew this would embarrass me. No I am not!"

"Well providing he likes you and wishes to rumble, the only thing left is what you suspect... he lacks technique."

"Thank you Dodge. I've been waiting for an intelligent comment."

"Bitch."

She grinned and leant over and grabbed him and they kissed and she tongued him.

"Aren't you married?"

Another question ignored.

"Let's ride over to the Ness Valley barn where I want you to have sex with me, explaining what you are doing and thinking."

"What will that do?"

"Give me the tools to educate my husband, silly."

"No I off back home. If your father found out he'd put a bullet into me."

"Then off you go. I never thought you'd turn down a fuck. Just go and consider that during dinner tonight I'll tell mom and dad how you fucked me on the morning of my eighteenth birthday, around 3:00 and where then at me twice a day for about the next fortnight." 

"You wouldn't."

"Be a man Dodge and don't make me squeal on you."

She lay on the hay on a horse blanket, being the fastest to undress.

"God your tits look bigger."

"Shut up that talk Dodge. Talk like an instructor."

"Then if I'm not thinking and talking dirty how will I keep it up?"

"I'll attend to that need Dodge. You do your educational job."

"Am I being employed?"

She hesitated and said, "I have about two hundred in my handbag back at the car. You may have it all."

"Jesus Pru, I was only joking. I took your virginity but I'd never take money from you for doing anything for you."

"Yeah well I could have guessed that."

"But you didn't?"

"Dodge will you get on with it!"

"Right baby I come down beside you thinking I'm going to fuck the tits off this broad."

"What?"

"Shut up student. And on the way in I give my erection a couple of tugs to really firm it and if you are on your back I do this; I simultaneously kiss you and cup your pussy. I kiss you so that you unconsciously confirm it's me and I have fucking rights and cupping the pussy signals to your brain that I'm not there just to kiss you."

"My other hand finds a tit unless I'm using that to take some of my weight should you be one of those whining bitches so say 'You are too heavy' or moan they've just had breakfast, or lunch or dinner."

Pru said in surprise did he fuck three times a day and was told to be quiet and concentrate.

"When you open your mouth and your tongue tip touches my clenched teeth then that's the signal. My mouth open, your tongue pops in and I stop cupping and push one finger in or for someone big like you perhaps I begin with three fingers."

"Bastard," said Pru, and she pulled away and groaned with three fingers working her cunt.

"Oh yes, oh yes. Oh and that's one thing he doesn't do, he doesn't move his fingers around."

Dodge snorted and said then Garth was lazy.

"I pull out my fingers, or in your case almost my whole hand (she snorted), and use those dripping fingers to lube my erection and then, now this is important, I pull my dick along your thigh to signal to your brain to think that dick is in the wrong place, it should be inserting into the cunt."

She giggled and said she liked his vivid description and choice of words.

"Thanks. I then say, 'Here is comes honey' to again heighten your awareness and perhaps to encourage you to visualize the head of my dick parting your pussy lips to begin its journey into your hole. While this is going on we should be talking to each in sexy sentences and stroking, pulling and licking and gently biting."

"God Garth wouldn't remember to do all of that."

"Pru just tell him what you want him to do without losing the momentum of initiating the fuck.

"God push it into me Dodge... my body is screaming for it."

"Well that's another thing. Garth must not simply push it in and begin a frenzied banging. He puts it in a bit, pulls it back a bit and even pulls it right out and slots it back into the now oozing hole. The massaging of the cockhead is making music with the serve sensors just inside the entrance to the cave of delight. At that point he should be aware that you are practically not breathing because you are waiting, nerves on edge and everything switched on, ready to feel the whoosh as he slams it in to the hilt. Females with smaller pussies, but of course that's not you, won't welcome receiving a big whoosh but will groan away as they sense incremental insertion progress."

"Omigod, I wasn't away the process for the male was so technical. I assumed their motive was to get it in and bang away to get themselves off."

"Darling it just like roping a calf. Some guys and gals do it slickly, others succeed within two or three throws while others are given another job they might be more capable of performing."

"Yes that's so right. Um Dodge, Garth and I are attempting to have a baby. I'm not protected. Please don't...

Dodge pulled out hastily and just as quickly began squirting over her tits and face and into her hair.

"Um sorry."

"God you over-sexed fucker, look at the mess I'm in?"

"I'm looking. Sorry and we have no towels."

"Oh crap, how the fuck did I get into this mess?"

Dodge refrained from answering that, not wishing to risk have an eye punched.

She was half his age and slight, although strong. 

Dodge was always a little scared of women when they became angry because they could become so unpredictable. He recalled once her mom had attempted to crash a skillet against his butt when he'd opened the oven door and the sudden drop in temperature around the slow cooking meringues caused them to crack. He'd swiveled out of the way and the pan, in a two-handed swipe, hit against the bench and broke off at the base of the handle. Ally then burst into tears and he ran from the house like a scalded cat. Well he hadn't had much domestic experience with women at that stage.


Dodge and Ally



Dodge grabbed his under-shirt and Pru received that gratefully.

When she was finished, he pulled on the under-shirt and grinned. She boggled and said, "I'll never forget this hay barn occasion with you. I expect in time I'll remember it as a real scream."

"You're a great fuck Pru. I like women who are big."

She glared at him but the glare became a grin.

"How the hell can I go into the house if mom is home, with cum drying in my hair that missed being toweled?"

"There's a shower in the main barn but the water is unheated."

"Oh damn but I'll endure it."

"While you are showering I go to the bunkhouse and ask Larry for a condom. He goes to town twice a week to visit Sue Fraser."

"No don't do that?"

"Then what will we do after attending to the horses? If we don't wait long enough for your hair to dry your mom will ask questions. I can see her SUV is parked behind your vehicle."

"Oh will go to Larry but please Dodge, don't mention my name."

"No I won't. I'll just say some female I know wants a rectum test."

Pru wailed, "Oh god, I'll never forget this day."

"I'll attend to your horse to improve that memory," Dodge grinned.

Ally ran to hug and kiss Pru.

She then looked suspicious.

"You can't have been riding ever since the time you said you arrived here?"

Pru was still thinking when Dodge said laconically, "Yeah we rode to Three Pine Ridge and then came back around the far side of the lake."

"Goodness gracious me. Did you take lunch?"

"No."

Ally said to Pru, "Pass me the skillet darling, I'll do bacon and eggs."

At the mention of skillet, Dodge burst out laughing.

The two women looked at him strangely.

He then recalled the time Ally attempted to crack his ass with a skillet. Pru would have been at high school when that happened but the visitors for dinner that night had assured Ally the cracked meringues were great, the cracks allowing the cream to penetrate.

CHAPTER 2

On the first occasion when alone in the house, Ally put on her adult DVD and sat where she could also look down the passage in case anyone entered. The drapes of the TV room were closed and she had the sound turned way down.

She felt really educated watching the opening scenes where porn star Alison and best friend Monica wriggled and licked as they had girl sex on the carpet. Ally knew women did it, even some mothers and daughters or sisters, but this graphical and explicit act expanded her knowledge about what they actually did.

She had thought they would tongue each other's vagina and that made her think what licking a really lubing vagina would taste like, er another women's vagina.

The butt licking really disgusted her but she endured it because she was viewing the disc for education. Later the sight of the burly truck driver slapped Alison's butt with his floppy sausage really excited Ally and she played with a nipple and had it up straining in record fast time.

Golly Miss Molly, she giggled.

The movie then went back to the two women having sex and now Alison was wearing a strap-on and the size of it and it's authentic appearance practically took Ally's breath away.

She watched, fascinated as Alison slowly worked it into Monica's tiny looking and hairless vagina. Both women were speaking foully. Well that was interesting and the stretching of Monica's outer lips and the flexibility of both women in moving positions grabbed Ally's attention.

Wow.

But when Monica put on the strap-on after they both had sucked it without wiping it Ally fast-forward to the truck driver when Monica began fingering lube into Alison's anus. Ally could imagine what would happen next.

God anal sex must be catching, she thought and watched transfixed as the trucker used his fingers to slowly widen Alison's anus. She couldn't believe the hole could be encouraged to widen that big. And then the camera took an extreme close-up of the interior of the stretched anus and Alison said in such a sluttish voice to the repulsive red-faced and bearded trucker, "Stick it in a fuck all the way to my throat Al."

Ally slapped a hand over her mouth and rushed to the bathroom, arriving just in time.

After cleaning her teeth she returned to the TV room, packaged the DVD and stood terrified, thinking she had no idea how to get rid of it to prevent any finding being linked to her.

Then Ally had a great idea. She left a note, 'I'm lonely. Going into town for coffee.'

She went over to the smaller barn to get her SUV, grabbed four metal bolt washers and put those into the DVD case and closed it firmly and then drove down to McKinley's Bridge, slowing on the far lane and carefully tossed the package into the river. She checked once more for traffic and no vehicle was in sight for anyone to witness her cleansing deed.

Ally drove back home six miles away, her guilt almost gone. She saw Dodge's vehicle outside the house and when she got out heard the motor of that vehicle running. So he'd come in to pick up something.

"Hi," he said, holding up the note. "Lonely are you? Sloan and I forget to take lunch. Let's saddle up and ride back out to the west cattle pens where everyone is. It means late lunch but they can wait."

"I-I haven't ridden since Prudence left home."

"Then you have neglected one thing that could prevent loneliness. You could be riding out each fine day to where we are working, bring our lunch, and eat with us and enjoy the filthy or scandalous talk."

"The boys wouldn't like me being there."

"The boys would love trying to greatly embarrass you."

"Oh. I'll go and change."

He grinned. "Good girl but hurry. Oh wear a riding skirt, you have lovely legs."

She raced inside hoping he'd not seen the huge blush. She was already horny through watching parts of that DVD and now had come that enormous compliment. 

Omigod.

He'd driven off to the horse barn. She walked over, giving more time to calm down.

They rode off and he said, "I haven't ridden with you for a long time. I've missed that."

"Dodge," she groaned.

"What?"

She didn't know what, her mind and body were in a whirl. But she was about to think on one channel and decided to be brave and get an answer to something she wondered about. "Have you ever sniffed my panties since I saw you do it that time?"

"Yeah a bit. It's difficult to get at them when no one including you is around."

"Why do you do it?"

"Why do you think?"

She thought of demanding an answer her but thought of another approach.

"You have had sex with my daughters, haven't you?"

"Yes," he admitted gruffly, looking away.

"Omigod."

"It was at different times. They both wanted to try full penetration and chose me to do it. I'm surprised they told you."

"Have you played around the twins sexually?"

"Jesus Ally, no and I mean no. They are guys."

She sighed and told him not to get off his horse.

When realizing what she'd just said they laughed, releasing tension.

"Rebecca and Prudence never said a word to me about that but I am their mother. In both instances, about a year apart, I saw the way they reacted when you came near. Rebecca adopted the eyes of a lover for several days, unable to keep them off you. In Prudence's case she was forever blushing and her body language told me she was having sex with you."

"Oh."

"Say no more. I was glad it was you rather than one of the boys or, heaven forbid, their father."

"Gee is that how your mind works. Um I'll say no more."

"Fine and thanks for acknowledging I do have a mind rather than just associating me with breasts, smelly panties and now, I have just learnt, my legs."

"You are a fine woman Ally but breasts?"

"You always look at them when we are alone. I must let you to see them one day."

Dodge licked his lips.

They rode along in silence for a while, both struggling to believe Ally had just said that.

Finally Dodge said, "This is a good piece of track. Want to canter?"

Ally gave him a dazzling smile and booted the chestnut mare and was off. Dodge's bay took after them like a rocket, well he was the fastest horse on the ranch, but was held back until the chestnut was pulled back to a walk.

"So I have lovely legs do I?"

Dodge shifted uneasily in the saddle and grunted.

"Good I like you thinking that. You are the nicest man I've ever known since I left home all those years ago."

"But Sloan is okay too isn't he?"

"Yes he'd lovely too. You just happen to be the nicer man in my book and its time to let you know that. Ever since I saw you sniffing my panties something seemed to snap in my mind and I no long resisted thinking about you sexually."

Dodge looked at her and whispered, "Jesus" and she heard that.

Smiling, she said, "You have been wonderful living within breathing distance and yet not attempting to pressure me. But you have had my daughters and now it's my turn."

"When?"

"As the saying goes, when the coast is clear. I have no wish to be caught out. We'll just have to be patient."

Soon? There was little show of that adulterous encounter happening any time soon, Dodge thought because Sloan would not be wandering off anywhere. They were about the hit hay making after the presumed end to the summer rainy season and after that the calves would be weaned mostly at weights between 500 and 600 pounds and go to regular buyers with cattle feedlots in Texas who had supply contracts with Sloan and Ally Silver's Hi Ho Silver Ranch.

* * *

Their first sexual encounter would happen, but the way allowing it to occur was tragic and would sadden them both greatly.

* * *

With all major chores done for a while, with the heat and rains gone, Sloan decided to paint the exterior of the ranch house. He and Dodge fetched in a mobile scaffold and began the work while the boys attended two daily chores including shifting the cows and retained yearling now approaching heifer age and the separated twenty bulls, to new pastures under their rotational management practice.

Inside the house Ally had loud music going and she called the guys in for morning coffee and served them vegetable and ham stack. For lunch she usually served country-style chicken and for mid-afternoon break it would be coffee and perhaps coconut cake.

Sloan and Dodge loved the change from eating out of a lunch pail washed down by coffee past its peak. And Ally loved having them around and basked in the accolades they heaped on her and appreciated her coming out briefly dressed, despite the cooling weather, and pointing out blemishes in their work but kindly, saying such things at, "Sloan two feet back I can see a portion you've missed" or "Dodge there's a small crack ahead of you that might require filling and sanding."

The guys cackled privately when Sloan whispered that although Ally would like her crack filled she wouldn't want it sanded.

"What's going on up there?" she'd called. "If it's dirty I don't want to hear."

The guys would chorus a little raggedly that it was dirty and she'd tell them to grow up and would retreat inside the house to let them get on with it.

At lunch on the third day, Sloan said to his leading hand, "We might as well paint the roof while we are on a roll with this work." 

Dodge said he'd like to be back out with the cattle but Sloan stood and said, "I'm off to town to get red roof paint. I have no idea of roof size because generations of the family have added extensions. I'll get eight gallons and see how we go. We are making good progress with the stain buddy but changing to do the white trim around the windows and cutting in has slowed us down."

"Yeah I reckon by noon tomorrow we should complete the exterior except for the porches and the roof," Dodge nodded.

Three hours later Ally came out and called to Dodge, "Don't you think Sloan should be back by now?"

"Yeah unless he ran into a couple of pals and they've gone to a bar, giving Sloan the opportunity of getting out of painting."

Ally said frowning, "Well I'll give him another half hour before I really begin to worry."

Fifteen minutes later Dodge yelled, "There's a vehicle coming now. It must be Sloan."

But it wasn't.

"Oh Christ," Ally screamed.

Dodge jumped off the scaffold to see what was wrong and fear gripped his belly when he saw what Ally had seen, two deputies from the Sheriff's Department arriving.

He rushed to Ally's side and held her.

"Hi Mrs Silver, we need to go inside and talk."

"Yes Rowan," she said, recognizing one of Rebecca's old friends. "It's bad news isn't it?"

"I'm afraid so. Could we go inside?"

The female deputy said, "Please Mrs Silver, inside."

Ally sat white-faced.

"I'm afraid...."

She burst into tears and when she sobbed to Rowan to continue, he said, "Mr Silver was returning home, driving conservatively and keep well to his side of the road according to what Pam and Jake Morgan who witnessed the event have stated. They were driving right behind him. An unrestrained crop tractor on the back of a pup trailer of the dump truck loaded with aggregate came around the bend toward them and almost hit Mr Silver's vehicle but the driver regained control and was returning fully to his side of the road when the tractor tipped off the trailer. Unfortunately it was a large agricultural tractor and almost flattened Mr Silver's vehicle. We can say he died instantly."

* * *

After burial and finger food lunch in the chapel hall, Dodge drove the Silver's SUV back to the ranch with Rebecca sitting with her mother in the back. Ally was holding up well.

They were followed by Rebecca's husband Doug and their baby and then Prudence and her husband Garth who was driving, with Prudence's twin brothers in the back and then came close extended family in five more vehicles.

When everyone was settled inside with Rebecca and Prudence pouring drinks, Ally's older sister Carmel sniffed and said, "Well Ally, what now?"

Before Ally could reply, Dodge was out of his chair and heading to the door.

"Dodge wait," she called. "You're practically family."

He turned and smiled. "Your family wishes to have a discussion Ally. I'm off for a long ride."

"Take me for company," Pru said. "This must be hurting you as much as it distresses us."

"You are best staying and hugging your mother Pru but thanks, I appreciate your concern."

He rode for two hours and was returning around the lake when Pru called. 

"Ah I have been calling but you were out of range. Where are you?"

"Just beginning to enter the riding trail on the far side of the lake."

"Well go slowly. Rebecca and I will change and grab horses and come out to meet you. We can't talk with all these people, now half drunk, in the house. We feel like drinking so will bring glasses and a couple of bottles."

"Fine. Come to Melrose Point where there are a couple of picnic tables. You ought to remember where the point is."

"Of course. Bye pal."

Dodge sighed thinking the family had urged Ally to sell and that would mean he could be out of a job if the new owner or owners wanted to pick their own foreman. Ally had wanted the girls to meet him and break the news gently. 

Or perhaps the girls were just coming out for sex?

He growled aloud," Jesus pal, stop hallucinating and entertaining such immoral and ungentlemanly thoughts."

The girls, er the young women had ridden hard because they had already arrived and were walking their horses to cool them down. Rebecca and Pru looked rather sexy, both of them having managed to slips in the jeans of their slimmer mother.

"You girls need to lose weight."

"Shut up Dodge," said Rebecca. "We both have larger frames than our step mom."

"And more meat."

Pru asked Dodge to be nice and they weren't girls.

"So you don't like me calling you girls?"

They both agreed they actually did because it seemed to underpin a long association.

Dodge poured the wine and Rebecca said, "We want you to take this news calmly Dodge because we've come from enough yelling and screaming."

"Yeah I will. Nothing rattles me and you guys know that both know. Well almost nothing. That needless death of your father put me into a real wobble but I suppose nothing like it did for your guys and your brothers and specially Ally."

"Yes is hasn't been good times for us all," Rebecca continued. "Well to get on with this, most of the family came out and wanted mom to sell the ranch and relocate well away from this scene of tragedy. The twins both agreed when asked for their opinions, well we know that are not ranch guys."

"And you two?"

Rebecca glanced at Pru and said, "Pru and I said we'd back mom to the hilt in what she decided."

Dodge scratched behind his head and said, "I see."

"Now here's where the shit hits the fan," Pru said. "Tell him Becky."

"Mom stood and said she'd listened to what folk and said, and she appreciated their concern, and over the last couple of days she'd thought carefully about her future. She said the ranch was in a family trust and would therefore preserve the name Hi Ho Silver if you married her. In the meantime she would carry on and in due course would invite you to live with her."

"Jesus."

Pru giggled and said Dodge's reaction was mild compared with some of the outbursts of the extended family, particularly the women and Uncle Jack.

Rebecca cut in. "Dodge have you been at our mother?" She didn't sound upset by that possibility.

"No we have never touched sexually but over time we have come to really relax when we chat, I mean talk intimately, more like family."

"That's about how mom described it when she took us outside to talk," said Rebecca. "She was pretty sure you were interested in her sexually."

"And what about her thoughts about me."

"Mind your business you seducer," Pru laughed. "Now don't look grumpy, we three women all love you and we shouldn't have to tell you that."

"And so the family want me fired instantly."

"Yes a couple expressed that opinion," Rebecca said. "But the majority of them were left confused, I think by the unexpectedness of mom's declaration. As that fat asshole Uncle Jack put it, "Fancy declaring you wish to live with a guy when your deceased husband is just in his grave."

"And asshole really took a broadside," Pru chuckled. "Mom said it was a family discussion about her welfare and how else could she expect them to know her thoughts and intentions unless she spoke to them forthrightly. Then she said to dad's brother, 'And talk to me like that again Jack Warner and I boot you hard in the butt'. Some of the family were shocked, and some laughed and a few clapped including Aunt Mary who told her husband to remain sensitive and helpful in his utterances."

"Well that's all to report," Rebecca said, holding out her glass for a refill.

"Thanks guys. All this puts me in a spot. I reckon my best approach is to do nothing for one month, to give your mom time to sort out her affairs and to begin thinking straight. It's not a time for her to be making quick decisions on things that don't require urgent decisions. Is there enough money to keep running the ranch and to return her a decent income?"

Rebecca looked at Pru and nodded.

"The answer is yes, not problem," Rebecca said. "Now this is for your ears only. Our family attorney says the legal ramifications over dad's death could result in mom being awarded court-ordered compensation that could leave her with at least $6 million after disbursements. A preliminary examination has revealed the truck and trailer were three and a half months overdue for routine maintenance, the load was unsecured and that tractor should never had been transported on a normal truck and trailer but on a specialized haulage unit. Dad's life was also insured against accidental death."

"Well all that sounds good for your mom. When we go back I'll attend to the horses and I want you Rebecca to tell your mother I'm moving out of the house this evening and will live in the bunkhouse."




Dodge and Ally



"Mom will probably accept that for the time being. Aunt Mary has said she will stay with mom with the next week. Uncle Jack has taken her home to pack and they will both sleep here tonight."

"Well tell him there's no need to sort me out."

The girls laughed and Pru said, "Dodge if it came to push and shove you'd cream Uncle Jack."

Dodge sighed and through no matter what he or anyone else said, this was something Ally would want done her way and who could blame her.

There still were a number of people with Ally when he went into the house via the back porch and made three trips out to his vehicle loaded with his personal possession. No one saw him enter or leave. He drove off quietly and the two ranch hands greeted him warmly and made the meal being prepared larger.

They sat down with beers and Larry said, "What do you know that's new?"

"The big news is Mrs Silver is staying put here at least for the time being. The girls told me there's plenty of money to run the ranch."

Larry said would Dodge's position change and he replied it might but Mrs Silver had to speak to him yet. "There are extended family members over there with Ally giving her a hard time but the girls told me most are pretty sympathetic. I guess some are circle like vultures wondering if money will be coming their way."

"Will it?"

"I have no idea but it wouldn't surprise me if Mrs Silver, being strong-willed and particular, has long had a copy of the will but she'll see no reason to release details. She'll probably decide that's best left to the family attorney. Now I know nothing else and won't know about our positions for sure until Mrs Silver speaks to me but my thinking is nothing much will change."

"It might change more than you think," Larry said. "I've seen the way she looks at you."

"If you value your teeth Larry you'll shut the fuck up. Any problems moving the bulls?"

* * *

Uncle Jack, who'd earlier indicated he'd only stay overnight, told his wife Mary and Ally that he'd decided to stay on because he believed Ally had to get that good-for-nothing foreman out of her mind and began organizing her new life without dear Sloan.

Ally glanced at her aunt who shook her head, indicating she couldn't expect help from her and so Ally accepted Uncle Jack was there to stay.

He then picked up her cell phone.

"I'm confiscating this phone; I don't want you calling that foreman or he calling you. This phone is now off and will stay off."

After lunch Uncle Jack said, "Ally now go to your room and either sleep or read till 4:00. You need rest."

"I don't believe I'll do that."

"Oh ho, do you want me to carry you to your bedroom and lock you in?"

Ally went off, too mentally weary to resist any further.

That night she pulled out her old cell phone and charged it and after lunch next day she went, head bowed, to her room and once in privacy she smiled and called Dodge.

"Dodge speaking."

"Hi."

"Oh it's you. Usually the only person who called me was er..."

"Sloan?"

"Yeah and I miss him but I guess not as much as you do. How are you doing?"

"Okay I suppose."

Ally told him her uncle was holding her virtual prisoner in her own home.

"What? He was supposed to be staying overnight."

"Well he decided otherwise."

She told Dodge what had been going on and he roared, "Right I'm coming in and will run that cunt off the ranch."

"Dodge!"

"What?"

"That awful word."

"What word are you... oh jeepers. I'm truly sorry Ally. I just..."

She laughed loudly and said it was okay.

Her laughter had reached Uncle Jack and Ally could hear him coming down the passage.

"Hold the call, here comes trouble. I can handle it."

Uncle Jack burst into the room without knocking and said, "Why are you laughing?"

Ally thought Dodge would be able to hear them so put on a real act. She sniffed wiping her eyes, head bowed and said, "I was crying, missing my dear husband. Please leave me alone in my grief."

"Oh my dear I am so sorry to have intruded. Come out to us if you require comfort."

"Did you hear that?" she whispered. "Plead don't use that awful C-word."

"Yeah I heard. You were pretty good, almost fooled me as well."

She giggled, hand over her mouth and asked him what there were doing.

He said bringing in the first lot of cows and calves to the main pens to separate mothers and calves to start the weaning process.

"Well that's more important than running my C of an uncle off the ranch. How long will the work take?"

"We'll work through the weekend so will finish sometime Monday. There are 400 calves to deal with."

"Well listen. I need to talk to you at length and here's the plan. We do this on Tuesday."

Mary went out to shake crumbs off the tablecloth after lunch on Tuesday and was patting the old retired cattle dog Rex when she looked out to the horse barn, movement catching her eye.

"Jack," she called. "Ally is riding out on one horse and leading another saddled horse."

"What?" roared her husband, rushing from the toilet and holding up his pants. At the doorway he tripped over the dog and went flying and nose-dived into a Rosemary bush. His knees hit the porch decking painfully and his upper denture went flying on to the grass.

When Jack got it all together including waiting till Mary dressed his skinned knees, he jumped into his car and went after Ally. 

"Disobedient bitch," he muttered. "I'll bare her ass and give her a taste of my belt."

He drove over a crest of the dirt service road dissecting the ranch and had to brake heavily because two pickups blocked his way completely.

Jack jumped out of his car and walked toward Ralph and Larry and said, "Get those vehicles out of my way please."

"Sorry Mister, we are only obeying Mrs Silver's orders. "We stay and you return back to the ranch house."

"Right you jerks. Give me clear passage or I'll ram my way through and send you my bill for damage to my vehicle."

Jack looked into the distance and saw Ally riding side by side with the foreman.

He swore violently.

"Oh sir are you retreating or do we have to deal with you?"

"You'll have nothing to deal with when my one and a half-ton car rams those pieces of shit you call pickups."

Ralph leaned over the side of the cargo box of Dodge's vehicle and produced a lever-action Winchester. He loaded the firing chamber, the noise turning Jack white.

"Remove your pants and briefs."

"No, I refuse. Molest me like this and I'll have the Sheriff jail you two."

"We're acting on orders. The person jailed could be Mrs Silver."

Jack dropped his pants.

"Get those underpants off too sir," Larry said. "You can take your wallet with you. Mrs Silver will collect your pants when she returns."

"This is humiliating me."

Larry grinned. "I believe you have been humiliating Miss Silver. Guess what this little procedure is?"

"I'll come back with my rifle and show you two what humiliation means."

"Yeah well there are two of us with rifles and the boss has a shotgun. He'd really like to prove that at close range that grade of buckshot could decapitate a man."

Jack snatched his wallet and fled to his car and began backing along the track.

"You should have opened a gate for him to turn and then come back on the track facing the home run."

Larry said, "Oh I don't think so. I want they guy to ding that Ford 500. It's in such immaculate condition a big dent in the rear would be very eye-catching.

They heard a big bang on the other side of the brow.

"God he's hit the market post of the culvert that comes right to the edge of the track," Larry said.

They fell about laughing.

* * *

Dodge and Ally cantered for a mile to the biggest Messa Creek Dam where there was a picnic table under shade trees. After tending to the horses, Dodge joined Ally at the table and asked, "Are you really okay?"

"Yes but I'm not really surprised. The deep feeling Sloan and I had for each other began to erode not long after the twins turned ten and I have no idea why. It was just a drift, not sudden and I don't think it ever gained significant moment. It was just a slow ebb."

"I'm sorry and probably so were you?"

She sighed and said she was for a while but grew out of that.

"I'm more interested about what happens now and need information from you. Are you really committed to living with me when you imposed month's separation is up?"

"I would think so."

"What if I'm no good in bed?"

His looked surprised and replied she had to be kidding him and she laughed, the most relaxed laugh she'd enjoyed since the tragedy.

Dodge eyed her closely. "Has that got that uncertainty out of the way?"

"Yes absolutely. Are you committed to staying on here or if I leave what would you decide?"

He replied firmly, "Where you go, I go if invited"

"Oooh."

She took in breath and Dodge tensed.

"I received a call from Athol Palmer last night. He said the family tried to sell out to Allied Ranch Corporation. They sent an appraisal team in but the decision was the ranch was a bit small to convince them to establish in this district."

"And Athol said if you sold to allow a merger of the two ranches, the deal could go through as it would provide Allied with a holding of around 45,000 acres?"

"In fact 47,200."

"If you accepted what would you do?"

"Get away from here," Ally said, looking away.

"It must have hurt Sloan knowing the twins were not interested in ranching and only Pru was mildly interested but only in horses?"

"Correct. It quite cut him up thinking it was the end of a dynasty unless I managed to produce another son but I hurt him by saying no, that in my first marriage I'd had two late miscarriages and that was enough mental despair for me."

Looking across at her sympathetically, Doge said, "Gee doesn't life gives us some knotty issues?"

"Indeed. In recent years Sloan began to believe that small is best in cow-calf operations."

Dodge countered that. "Others agree and others say not. Allied for instance must believe that bigger is best."

"Yes, well I don't know. As I see it I have three options. The first is to stay how we are, the second is to hope that any payout I receive is large enough to buy out Palmer Ranch and the third is to sell this ranch and relocate."

"And what happens if you sell?"

"I'd want you beside me. Well that's my cards on the table and I ask what would you advise? I'll have to make the final decision but your thinking is important to me."

"I say you should seek professional advice."

"Yes and I intend doing that. Please kiss me."

Dodge had to stand and lean over the table but he chose to do that rather than go around to her and risk possible entrapment.

They kissed and it was beautiful but when he felt her tongue tip against his slightly open lips, he pulled away. They were here to talk.

He sat back smiling and said, "You kiss beautifully."

She blushed and looked happy.

"I reckon in your situation I'd go for the option offering the most money and that's sure to be the merger-sale option. Allied attracts investment money and so when push comes to shove can offer more."

"Well that's something to consider. I guess we should be riding back otherwise everyone will be thinking I'm out here having sex."

Dodge said sagely, "They'll be thinking that anyway."

Ally sighed and they walked hand-in hand to the horses.

"One more consideration," he said. "Allied would probably retain the boys because they know the land, they know the cattle."

"Thanks and that's something else to factor into the mix."

On the ride back Ally giggled when she picked up her Uncle Jack's pants. One of the boys had stuffed the briefs into a pants pocket.

She walked from the barn and could see Uncle Jack on the porch waiting for her.

He roared when she got close, "Where the hell have you been?"

"Experiencing my return to freedom."

"Well I hope you enjoyed it because from now on you are under house arrest and if you dare..."

"Can it Uncle Jack. You have an hour to get off my ranch. I would like Aunt Mary to stay here at least a few days longer. She's proving to be a great comfort to me."

"Look here Little Lady, I'm going nowhere."

"Well I have news for you," Ally said. "Either you go quietly or you'll be carried out with a bullet up your ass."

"You wouldn't dare."

"Well is that so. Why don't you test me? Any Judge would rule I had right on my side."

Thirty minutes later Uncle Jack was waved goodbye. He did not wave.

"My word dear, you're a tough," her aunt laughed. 

Aunt Mary said Ally could have the foreman living back in the house if she wished. Ally would appreciate having company of people around her own age."

"Dodge has said he'll stay away from me for a month to give me space to think and adjust."

"He sounds like a fine man. But won't you miss having sex?"

"I've never had sex with him. You shouldn't take too much notice of waggling tongues."

"But what about today when you had him to yourself behind the blockade?"

"Believe or not I was ready to fool around at least going some of the way but he backed off. He said nothing but I could see he meant no. I knew when he said a month for me to be on my own he really meant that."

"Oh my, how on earth have you managed to find a guy like that in this day and age?"

"It's his way of helping me to adjust to my greatly changed life slowly." 

"Well I think it's a more refined way of aiming to help than Jacks methods," Aunt Mary said and they laughed.

* * *

Over at the bunkhouse the boys sat with Dodge drinking beer.

He said it was Ally's wish they'd now call her Miss Ally rather than Mrs Silver.

"I can't say your jobs are secure but I can't say they aren't. Miss Ally has a big decision to make and my thinking is she won't make it quickly because there's no need for that. She discussed her options with me and I think she'll sell. Of course it's early days and there are no offers on the table."

Larry and Ralph listened without drinking and were very focused.

"As you know to date we've come through this year with a calving percentage of 88.7% which is rather high for this district and that will interest potential buyers if Miss Ally decides to sell. Some of that is due to quality breeding stock, and excellent animal husbandry. We hit hard on potential predators and of course drench and spray to schedule religiously. If Miss Ally goes I'll go with her but any new buyer will be off his rocker if he decides to dispense with you two because you've been here several years and know how to farm this land better than any replacement any new owner could hire." 

Dodge attempted to involve them. "Let's say the property changes hands in December. What would the new owner think?

Larry said, "They'd know the bulls are out and would think about how do they handle calving, specifically and not just going on general chat, and which pastures we use prior to calving and are all the heifers being put to a bull or have we held back because of size and they will become late calvers. That kind of stuff."

Dodge said exactly. "And they'll think why bring in new guys when we already have the old hands with a wealth of information and who can really work the ropes."

The boys looked much more relaxed and Ralph pulled out his guitar.

* * *

Almost three weeks into her separation from Dodge, Ally said in her regular early afternoon phone conversation with him that she'd received a call from her attorney and would be seeing him in the morning. Aunt Mary would accompany her.

"Will you go the long way because the regular route means crossing that bridge?"

"I will drive the regular way and face my demons."

"Good girl."

"Oooh you make my feel sexy when you talk to me like that. Roger my attorney has engaged a Mrs Blackwell, a specialist in accident claims litigation. Roger said he's received a tentative offer from attorneys representing the trucking company and driver that says it looks promising."

"Promising?"

"He probably means it's a good offer but let's press for more. We are engaging Mrs Blackwell on a fees basis so it will cost less if we settle out of Court. Roger says she's an expert at screwing."

"That sounds like an extraordinary admission for one's attorney to make?"

"I really don't think... oh I see, a joke," Ally laughed. " God you do have a filthy mind."

CHAPTER 3

The boys were invited to dinner the evening Dodge moved his things back into the ranch house. Traditionally they were invited to over on special occasions such as 4th of July and Christmas Day and they were pleased Miss Ally regarded this as a special occasion.

Ralph and Larry gawked when they arrived, dressed in the nearest to best clothes they possessed, and saw Miss Ally with her hair up and dressed in a long blue satin gown and high heels and she was wearing jewelry and smelt of fancy perfume. They'd already teased Dodge when he met them at the door in jeans and his best shirt but for the first time they saw him wearing a tie.

Dodge had arrived at the ranch house only half an hour before the boys and he attempted to move into his old room but Ally said no way and practically pushed him into her room.

He looked at the bed a little apprehensively and she said softly, "I've moved to sleep on the side Sloan used to sleep on."

"Phew, thanks."

She was in her underwear and saw him looking at her breasts and pulled one out and said, "Here's what they look like uncovered. Kiss it."

"Should I?" he said nervously.

"Yes. I've waited a long time for this."

He kissed gently and she sighed.

He was pulling away when she told him to suck the nipple and she pushed his head back.

He sucked and she cried, "Oh god."

They pulled away and she looked at him, pink-faced and panting, and said, "I've just come. Do you know what that means?"

He nodded and then said something that really endeared him to her.

"Did it feel good?"

"Very good and later tonight you'll make me really come won't you?"

He nodded looking a little pink-faced himself. 

"Let's leave the dishes," Ally said, after the boys had left, carrying a half bottle of uncorked wine Ally gave them.

In the bedroom she and Dodge kissed and when her tongue touched his lips this time he unclenched his teeth.

Their tongues touched and they were away.

Ally undid Dodge's tie and shirt-buttons and she told him to undress her.

"Just some things or everything?"

"Everything. You have had experience I would think?"

"Yeah in recent times Sue Maitland and Margarita Boone."

"God Dodge, they are married women, my friends."

"Well I don't get to meet a lot of women and I stay away from hookers."

She murmured good boy and pulled his right hand down on to her vulva and said, "So you know what to do with this?"

He answered by licking his lips and she giggled.

Dodge stripped Ally down to her bra and pantyhose.

"I don't really like pantyhose."

She said in future when dressing formerly she'd wear stockings.

"Oh don't bother doing that for me."

"I want to bother. Mostly I don't wear pantyhose but do so where wearing jeans. At all other times I'll wear nothing or stockings. My thinking is I'll probably get more sex from you if I wear stockings. Might we get on with it?"

When Dodge dropped his jeans and briefs Ally grabbed his erection in both hands and cooed, "Oooh this is almost pretty and really is my size."

Dodge had no idea how she knew it was her size. That suggested she'd had a variety of men. Well perhaps she had, but so what?

They messed around on the bed for a time until the big moment came when Ally said huskily she'd like to fuck.

The athletic Dodge was between her legs in a flash, checked that she was wet and began pushing in.

"This is really good Ally. I can feel you all around me like a glove.




Dodge and Ally



She gurgled.

They began dumping, Ally proving she could move his ass and catch the rhythm.

And then Dodge pulled her heels over his shoulders and pushed all the way in.

"What are you doing? Oh shit... oh Dodge she yelled as she unloaded hugely.

He began moving again but, still panting, she called for a rest. She began again by sucking and jerking Dodge and when feeling him tightening and aware of his accelerating breathing rate, Ally guided him back into her and gradually squeeze until his eyes were practically popping as his dick was practically jamming in her pussy under squeeze pressured. He finally yelled and pulling out covered her tits and neck in semen.

"Now lick it off you dirty boy," Ally scolded and scooped some into her mouth.

Reluctantly Dodge slurped, something he'd never done before apart from slurping pussies.

"Now slurp my pussy, it's overly wet and leaking down my crack."

"May I lick your butt cheeks?"

"If you wish," she yawned.

Dodge had told the boys the previous evening to take the morning off and just as well because an hour after dawn Ally was at him to be pleasured and they kept on at it for two hours before returning to sleep. He awoke at 11:30 to get ready for work and grinned when he saw two hookers leaving from the bunkhouse. He smiled when returning to the kitchen to find Ally had left a lunch pail out from the freezer the previous night, loaded with chicken drumsticks and meat sandwiches.

He strode over to the bunkhouse whistling, preparing to pull those lazy two bums out of bed.

They rode out because they shifted the weaned calves to fresh grass each day to reduce their exposure to parasites and to get some extra weight on to them because they would be shipped out the following week to their new home on a couple of finishing feeding lots in Texas.

The guys had routine work ahead of them before calving began with two of the biggest being grading the ranch's dirt track and weed control. Once calving was over another bid job would be maintenance of the earth dams.

As the weeks passed Ally's claim for significant compensation over her husband's needless death in a traffic accident involving an unsecured and illegal load on a trailer, failed to reach settlement. The case and would go to court, taking perhaps two to three years. Ally was holding out for $7.5 million and the offer made on behalf of the truck owning company and its driver was unchanged at $3.8 million.

Ally had received advice from various people and when she asked Dodge for his opinion his suggestion concurred with her option, offer the farm for sale right now and lower her demand on the insurers.

She went to meet the Palmer family next day and they agreed on a merger proposal with two independent assessments to fix the asking price and payment ratio of net proceeds, with each property owner being responsible to meet any requisitions for pre-sale work required by the owner and being agreed to by that property owner.

A 3-person assessment team arrived from Allied three days after the Palmers and Ally had agreed on their joint legal documents covering the sale to allow for the merger.

The sale and purchased agreement was approved by the Allied board 10 days later following completion of all requisition work.

Allied's director of ranch management arrived to arrange the handover, beginning with the Palmer's larger property. She then stayed overnight with Ally and Dodge and her two male assistants were hosted in the bunkhouse.

Dodge warned the boys, "Be careful what you say and how about you act. My bet is those two guys coming to stay with you will be assessing you two about possibly staying on from takeover day. Don't spin yarns, don't cuss too much or get drunk. Just be honest and if they say what do you intend doing when the deal completes, just say you are hoping to get a great offer to stay on and leave it at that. Oh tell them you love the land here and love working it and you like nothing better than working cattle."

"Yes Dodge," Ralph said. "We know what you're saying is important to us. No bullshit, no getting drunk and expressing pride in what we do."

Larry nodded and said, "Yeah that's it on the button Dodge."

"Boys I'm proud of you. I've told you sometime ago I planned to move on whether or not it was with Miss Ally. That remains my plan."

On the first day the team began to document farm practice, involving both Ally and Dodge. During dinner that night Hannah asked Dodge would he consider staying on and managing the merged operation if a good offer was presented.

"No thanks Hannah, I feel like moving on."

"What about if we offered a salary of $44,000?"

"No thanks."

"That's good money because you'd live in the house of your choice rent free and with all approved maintenance work absorbed by Alliance."

About to fork in steak, Dodge paused and addressed her breasts. "That certainly is an offer worth any foreman-dash-ranch manager thinking about but no thanks."

He thought Hannah appeared to push her breasts forward. "Dodge what if I could get management to accept my recommendation that we offer you $55,000 with bonus incentives based on calving percentages, hay production and average weight of weaners sold?

Dodge was aware Ally had her eyes fixed on him.

"That sounds like top money to me Hannah but it really is time for me to move on. Thanks for your interest. Um what about our two ranch hands?"

"We'll go out in the morning to observe them shift cattle and then work the bulls into the pens for drenching and inspection and any treatment required. Do you have a recommendation about them?"

"Well are you buying the operation as a going concern and those two guys know the cattle as if they were their own. If you can find two other guys more superior to working this ranch I'd be very surprised."

"Are you going to plead to me to take them?" 

"No because when you guys see Ralph and Larry working tomorrow you'll find it unnecessary to have me warbling on about where they rate in stockmanship. Do you like riding?"

"Yes I began when I was six and never stopped. I own two mares."

"I'll get Larry to saddle up Pinto Queen for you tomorrow. He won her half-broken in, in a rodeo raffle four years ago and she's now part of his string, the best horse on the ranch for someone your size. He's the best of us with horses and Ralph is the best of us with dogs."

"Thanks I guess this is part of your push for us to hire these two guys?"

"Just leave it to your own observations Hannah. That what I say."

Next day before leaving Hannah said to Larry and Ralph they were hired from changeover day. She'd offered Larry $500 for the Pinto but he said no thanks, she was like a daughter to him and Hannah cooed that really was so sweet.

After the sale became unconditional, Ally took Dodge to dinner at a city almost fifty miles away. Pru and Rebecca would join them at the restaurant.

They had a great time and the girls both outlined their plans for their share of the money as soon as the trust was would up and the net assets dispersed.

"What about you mom?"

"I haven't decided but Dodge and I have looked on the Internet at some cattle ranches in Oklahoma and bull studs and horse ranches in Kentucky but when we were coming here this evening he suggested returning to our roots in Illinois but I don't know about moving that far from you guys."

Pru yelped, "Oh mom do that and then we could come each winter to mess about in the snow."

"Yes mom being that far from us means we'll come to you prepared to have a real vacation," said Rebecca. "I'm intending to have at least one more baby and Pru wants two so the kids will just love coming to you and being in the state where you were born and raised."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes," they chorused.

The three of them saw Dodge's big grin.

Out in the lobby as they prepared to leave, Rebecca handed Dodge an envelope and they watched him opened it and his mouth fall open.

"What the hell?"

"As I said earlier Dodge the twins apologized for not being here but they had exams today and again tomorrow," said Rebecca, oldest of the children. "This $40,000 is an appreciation from the twins, Pru and me for how you have supported us over the years and being such a rock for mom in her hour of need. You taught us kids to ride and shoot and to drive and even groomed mom on upgrading her skills at those things. At school Pru and my friends couldn't believe how you were more like an uncle to us than a crusty ranch foreman. We kids hope you will buy a new Ram crew cab and a new wardrobe but it's up to you to spend it how you wish. Kiss Pru and me Dodge."

He kissed them, dabbing his eyes a bit, and went to kiss Ally but she backed off laughing and said he could grab her in a minute.

"Dodge this is my gift for you to use to buy a share in the ranch we buy. Of course a ranch will cost many times this amount but I want you to feel you have a stake in what we buy all though you'll be managing it and drawing a salary."

"Gee Ally there is no need..."

"Dodge just open the envelope."

He saw the amount of the check and choked, "Holy fuck, a check for half a million bucks. This is fucking insane."

Giggling the women crowded him to be hugged and kissed.

Dodge would often say later that evening made him realize completely he had a family.

Because the Silver's ranch house was near the boundary of the two ranches and it was the largest and newest house, the incoming manager of the two merged properties, who had a wife and three teenage children, had decided to live in Ally's house. She removed her personal things into storage and Allied purchased everything else in the house including curtains and oddments for a lump sump that pleased Ally.

The manager had already had a few beers with Ralph and Larry who thought he was a good guy and knew about cow-calf ranching because he'd grown up on one.

The boys waved off the couple after Ally had given Ralph a new and superior guitar and gave Larry, who was hooked on music, a new radio/CD player for his old pickup and had an empty slot when the radio/CD player had been removed by the previous owner. Dodge gave them each a hundred bucks of gas vouchers.

* * *

Ally and Dodge left in his new Ram 3500 4X4 quad cab with 8 ft box. Ally like the solid ride and felt safer in it than in her SUV.

"Well baby we are on the road, heading for Chicago which is some 1300 miles north of here but you wish to look around a bit, staying at Tallahassee tonight and spending the day there, New Orleans and spending a couple of days there are then we head to Dallas for two nights and then to Oklahoma for two nights and, well that's sufficient for now. Chicago in two months I reckon."

"Don't be rude Dodge, you usually are so kind to me."

"Actually I agreed to your travel schedule because it's a long time since I've been to Texas so will welcome visiting Dallas and seeing some of the country as we head there. I reckon Oklahoma could be a dead loss."

"Aren't you aware Oklahoma City National stockyards is the world's largest stocker/feeder cattle market?"

"You're kidding me?"

"No that's what they claim."

"Gee I can't wait to get there."

Dodge and Ally were driving not far northeast of a place called Ada, less than sixty miles from Oklahoma City, when Ally cried, "Dodge pull over and go back a bit when it's safe. I was admiring a piece of land back there and I saw by the notice on the fence of the access road it's for sale."

"So you want to live in Oklahoma instead of Illinois now?"

"I have no idea. This tour is to find our future. Exactly where will we find it?"

"I have no idea."

"And you won't have any idea if we find it unless you change that attitude Dodge."

"Sorry. I'm missing riding and staple food. All this fancy food including that crap at the indoor rodeo last night has me out of sorts a bit."

"Perhaps you should go for a run instead of looking for sex?"

"I value my joints too much to run for miles. The body wasn't made for that sort of stuff."

"So you body was made for riding horses?"

Reversing the vehicle, Dodge said his body was made for riding horses and women and he had to focus on that."

"God how can anyone win a debate with you when you talk such nonsense. Omigod, the notice says almost 3500 acres and 500 cows and lakes and hardwoods and pecan trees. Omigod Dodge."

"Well let off steam baby but don't get too excited. That For Sale sign looks weathered to me so either the land's not good or the price is too high."

"Let's go to the real estate agency in Ada. I'll note the details."

"No Ally, let's drive in and take a look. If the owner is anxious to sell he'll be only two pleased to extol the beauties and productivity of his patch in paradise. Actually I think this area looks to receive good rainfall and it's possibly outside the hub of Tornado Alley."

"Yes?" she asked, looking at him expectantly and he cottoned on and said, "Um I wasn't calling for you attention. That was Tornado Alley, Alley with an 'e'."

"Oh well I have no idea about weather patterns in Oklahoma. Well drive in, but make sure the highway is clear first."

"Yes Miss Driving Instructor."

She looked sour.

He said they were beginning to sound like a married couple.

They laughed and her smile reappeared.

And old guy in a long-sleeved business shirt under blue bib overalls with the toes of heavy work boots showing below.

"We don't sell produce or make donations because we donate to our own church."

"We're here to look at buying the ranch," Dodge said mildly, eyeing the guy with egg on his chin.

The guy looked over his shoulder and yelled, "Mother it's business."

A woman with her hair in a bun and wearing a white cotton smock and flat-heeled fabric slip-ons appeared beside him. 'Mother' appeared to be his wife.

"Yes?"

"Greetings ma'am," Ally said, sounding very polite. "My name is Allison Silver and we are going north to look to buy a ranch and when passing we saw this sign..."

Mother said mildly, "Though the sign doesn't say so, the tradition is to first visit the selling agent."

"He's in Ada and we were bypassing Ada, keeping off main routes. We have no reason to visit Ada."

"I see," the woman said, appraising the callers carefully. "So you expect the agent to set up an office on the roadside and wait for the likes of you who is not wearing a wedding ring and is driving alone with this gentleman from goodness know where."

Dodge moved to end this nonsense.

"We are from out of Port Charlotte, Florida, if you must know and the ranch has just sold. Well thank you for your time and good day to you."

"Port Charlotte, I was raised there," said the woman, turning and beginning to walk away. "Show them around Alfred and tell them anything they wish to know."

Ally looked at Dodge astonished and he confused her more by winking at her.

"Follow me," Alfred said gruffly. "If you decide to buy then to talk price you talk to the agent right. The asking price as a going concern is $2250 and acre because we aim to give half the proceeds to the church."

"And you expect us to over-pay as our donation to the church?" Dodge snapped. "You have to be joking."

He was ignored.

"This here in front of us is the horse barn with stalls for ten horses and tack room at the end and hay storage above the stalls and a small overhead grain bin for oats or any other mix. There is a water supply to each stall." 

"Beyond that are barns for wintering up to 650 cows. There are 459 cows plus replacements and bulls grazing at present feeding rotationally and I have two guys helping me. You are young and probably could work with just one guy and bring in help as you need it. There are plenty of out-of-work people around here looking for extra dollars. Winters are mild here and so the cows are inside for only about three months."

An hour and a half later, after touring the farm and sitting in the tack room that Alfred used as an office, going over the farm accounts with him, Dodge and Ally were back on the highway, heading to Oklahoma City.

"Well?" Ally said, her voice sounding tight. "What do you think?"

"You'll want me to tell what I really think, right?"

"Yes because this is business Dodge. There's no need to worry about my feelings."

"Well I reckon ranches in Illinois these days are tightly held by families and predator beef companies are competing to buy any good units that come on to the market. The low profit ranches on poorer land sell shooting rights or run dude ranching as a sideline. What we have just seen is a good ranch, run down a bit but with plenty of potential. God it's so flat that hay could be cut on at least half the ranch and there is plenty of water and that 25-acre lake is a honey. There is huge scope for pasture improvement." 

He looked at Alley who made no sign that she was really to talk.

"I was thinking the asking price of $6.52 million is a bit on the high side but that's the church being a consideration and that price excludes livestock but includes everything else. There are no horses and the machinery is pretty clapped-out. Fuck the three tractors and the two balers are museum pieces."

"That was the F-word Dodge."

"This is business."

She laughed and said what was his conclusion.

"Well I would have liked to have heard from you but I reckon it would be a sweet buy if you could get it for $5.8 million including all livestock. At or near that price would include my half million contribution."

"Turn off to Ada as soon as we see it signposted," Ally shouted. 

The real estate agent Larry Miles told Ally he'd have to take the offer out to the sellers to discuss it with them.

"They are very conservative people."

Ally looked at Dodge and grinned.

"And they won't reply until the morning."

"Fine we'll book in somewhere. Where do you recommend?"

"Well I could suggest a couple of biggish hotels but my sister runs a small guest lodge attached to their home. She'd expect me to recommend her establishment. Ah you have the choice of eating with the family if you wish."

"Could you call her and find if she has a room with a bath please," Ally said. "I feel a little weary and yes we'd like to eat with the family."

Dodge who was probably thinking of eating out and dealing with a big steak went to say something but looked away and let Ally run the show.

Mrs Hathaway, who appeared to be in her late twenties, came out to greet them, smiling, and said to Dodge, "Oh my, great wheels."

That won him over and she hugged Ally lightly and said, "Welcome Mrs Silver. I have your bath running."

It was a lovely room and tastefully furnished.

An hour later they were sitting with the family, the adults having pre-dinner drinks.

Kim said, "Larry said you guys were looking at buying the McClintock ranch. I went through school and high school with their daughter Beth who is now teaching in a small city in Kansas. She was one of my closest friends and I stayed on the ranch a great deal and she came into Ada and stayed with my parents who manage one of the hotels."

Ally almost gasped and even Dodge suddenly became interested when her husband Don, an attorney, said he'd spent many summers working on the ranch while at high school and at the local university before going off to law school.

"It was at the ranch when I was at university that I met Kim who is six years my junior. We had a romp in the hay a few times that summer."

"Don!" Kim giggled and looked at the two children who were by then had drifted across the room and were engrossed in a cartoon on TV.

Walking back to their room, Dodge said, "That Larry is a pretty smart cookie even for a real estate agent. He knew Kim and Don would talk to us about the ranch."




Dodge and Ally



"Ah yes," Ally said. "I was thinking it was just a coincidence. Well that encounter gave us deeper insight into the McClintock's. If we get into negotiations we must casually reinforce our love and respect of livestock and are deep respectful of the land and have a policy of minimizing change. It would pay you not to mention pasture improvement or to criticize his method of being too slow with rotational grazing if you do get into discussion about it."

"I agree Ally. Now what do you have in mind for this piece of meat?"

She reached down and hiccupping said she'd try to eat it.

They got inside the door and fell to the floor pawing at each other.

"God get it out for me," she laughed. "Since I began having sex with you I never realized who exciting sex could be. You've taken me emotionally into depths never reached till now, in fact I didn't realize existed."

"Well you are a great fuck Ally and with me you fuck as you really mean it. That counts for a great deal. It takes two to tango, as they say. Gobble me deeply darling. Get over me into a sixty-nine. Wow you are really dripping tonight. Um can I work a finger into your butt?"

"Uh-huh, of course. I was wondering when you'd get to that."

The arrived at Pru's house on Sunday afternoon, having called ahead, and she ran out dragging her husband Garth who was grinning.

"Mom, mom. I'm pregnant!"

The women slammed in each other and Dodge shook the expectant father's hand and slapped him on the back, knowing in relief it was almost a year since the last time he'd been at Pru.

Rebecca and her family arrived and when they had settled, Rebecca asked, "What brought you guys home early? Didn't you find anything that could match what we have here?"

Ally said smugly, "Actually Dodge and I have purchased quite a big ranch not far from a nice little city that is 88 miles from Oklahoma City. It's a cow-calf operation but Dodge and I plan to raise grass-fed beef and take it easy."

That created excitement and then Pru noticed something.

"Omigod mom, you're wearing an engagement ring.

Her daughters shrieked and Ally and Dodge beamed.

THE END