4 comments/ 17462 views/ 3 favorites My East Coast Cowboy By: beagle9690 She was sitting patiently in her kitchen with a cup of coffee waiting for her husband of 15 years. David had been moving about the house in frenzy for the past 2 hours getting ready for his semi-annual fishing trip to Canada. Then she would be free of him for the next 10 days and have the entire house to herself. Their love life was nonexistent and had been for the past five years. David could no longer get an erection and refused to see a doctor or go to the marriage counselor with her. As a matter of fact he put all the blame on her and sometimes she wondered if he were gay. Then there was her best friend Marge's assessment "David is an imbecile with a good paying job and to call him and imbecile is an upgrade that he doesn't deserve. Just divorce the lump and then move on. All that he is interested in is fishing with his buddies or hunting or skeet and trap shooting with his buddies and snowmobiling with his buddies. My brother Phil is a divorce attorney, let me talk to him for you." When they were first married David was climbing the career ladder and she was an asset to him. She received hugs and kisses from him then and they went out frequently together particularly with married couples from his company. Now they only attended family functions such marriages or funerals and other things like that. After David's career had peaked they as a couple pretty much ceased to be. Sex with him was never fabulous by any means but it was at least adequate while it lasted or so she thought. Her perception of adequate was limited by not ever having anything to compare it with because David was her one and only. The thing that she missed the most wasn't the sex; it was the intimacy and touching; something as simple as holding hands or a hug in public or even someone to talk too about her interests and passions. She tried learning about hunting and fishing and even took and passed the hunter's safety course. She took private lessons from a Certified NRA Range Instructor to learn advanced shooting skills with the shotgun so that she could surprise him and shoot trap and skeet with him. But all she did was make him angry when she out shot him. He told her that it was a guy thing and he needed his space to be with the guys. Well at least she could shoot and handle all firearms safely now, her well oiled 12 gauge over-and-under shotgun figuratively gathering dust in the gun safe. When David was home he was invariably watching television on the 24 hour sports channel taking his meals there while sitting in his recliner. That was followed by a six pack or more of cheap swill beer within easy reach and not caring if it got warm. He would guzzle can after can until he fell asleep in front of the boob tube and most nights he slept there. On most weekends he was out with his buddies and on Sunday's she attended church without him. Television and cheap beer were David's preferred mistresses while she felt like a non- person. Correction, make that a servant to a neat lump when at work but when at home an always in need of a shave self-absorbed lump. Then add being fifty pounds overweight exasperated by bad teeth resulting in bad breath that was barely masked by peppermint mouthwash imbecile. Considering that they had the Cadillac of health insurance and dental plans that covered everything including his self imposed impotence what other conclusion can there be? When he finally sat down to breakfast in front of the TV to get the scores of last night's hockey games she was entertained by the impatient horn honking of his fishing buddies and she dutifully turned her cheek and held her breath to get a peck on the cheek as he rushed out the door and she was thinking "How slim and well groomed he once was and now?" After he left she did the breakfast dishes and straightened up the kitchen before going upstairs to get dressed. She planned on meeting her girlfriend for brunch and then to attend the Art Show at the new architecturally soulless library. Going to the bathroom she pulled her long hair back temporarily into simple low ponytail and viewed herself in the mirror through gem quality sapphire blue eyes. Her almost blemish free complexion was marred by a small but noticeable one inch scar where she was bitten on the chin by a dog as a child and she touched it and winced. She saw a youthful face for which she was invariably asked for her ID as proof of age when she ordered an adult beverage in restaurant. Bars and Taverns were establishments that she seldom frequented. Mindy viewed herself as an average looking woman at best although at 35 years of age she was 5 foot-five inches tall at 135 pounds. Knowledgeable and discriminating men would see and appreciate her voluptuous buxom figure and she was anything but average in any category. Mindy was short for Melinda and she was named after her Great Grandmother. She hated being called Melinda and her husband insisted in calling her that as did her mother. A month after they were married David pestered, wheedled and cajoled Mindy about getting her beautiful long brown hair cut short because he saw a girl with an ultra-short and trendy layered blond crop while they were shopping for groceries. He was very persistent and in the end to please her husband Mindy relented and cut it short but refused to bleach it. He also bought Mindy her first Jeep Wrangler four-by-four with a manual transmission for cutting it short and she had been hooked on Jeep Wranglers ever since. Nonetheless Mindy hated the way that she looked with her hair short and her mother was beside herself. That hairstyle lasted about two years and then she gradually grew it out. Her hair was in her opinion now the perfect length falling in brown waves to the middle of her back. Mindy felt confident, feminine and maturely sophisticated with long hair and especially when she wore it up. Mindy's hairstylist, Susan Banner was a mature lady in her early sixties who specialized in long hair and insured that Mindy's hair was precisely blunt cut to all one length. Susan didn't hold with the old adage that long hair was for young girls or that short hair necessarily signified confidence, independence or maturity. Quite the opposite, long, short or bald, those qualities came from within and a good relationship with God. However long was better for a true lady which was Susan's motto. Mindy's mother went to Susan too have her long hair trimmed as did most of the Pentecostal Ladies in her mom's church. "How shall I wear it?" she thought "in a ponytail or a French braid. It would be nice and wavy after the braid or perhaps I should put it up in a bun?" Having decided she when to her bedroom and removed two chopsticks from her jewelry box. As with her clothing Mindy had very few pieces of jewelry but what she had was quality. The chopsticks were made from ivory and were showing the buttery yellow-white patina of age and every month she rubbed them with a few drops of mineral oil to keep them from drying out and cracking. Mindy bought them from an estate sale just after she decided to grow her hair out and they were a treasure. They were decorated with fine carvings of turtles and very small Japanese characters/letters that she always intended to have translated. Mindy twisted her hair up into a large bun and secured her bun in place with the chopsticks. Next she applied her makeup carefully and artfully. Her makeup and hair care products were something that she never skimped on but then why should she. She was also a rather conservative dresser and chose her wardrobe carefully. She disdained the fleeting trendy fashions for the timeless classics and her wardrobe while modest was quality. First she put on red panties and then she ran her hands over her shapely butt feeling the silk next to her firm warm flesh and sighing before putting on the matching garter belt. "David wouldn't know the difference between a fan belt and a garter belt" Mindy thought while smiling to herself as she put on the dark tan stockings and fastened them in place. Next, Mindy put on an expensive red lace silk bra and a matching camisole while thinking "Why not, my husband can afford these sexy undergarments even if he chooses not to notice or enjoys seeing me wear them. What a shame nobody will see them other than me but I do look hot if I say so it myself." Mindy chose a wool/cotton blend emerald green long sleeve blouse to go with knee length brown cashmere skirt and soft calfskin ankle boots and then took her Barbour Parka out of the closet for this overcast spring day. Just before she left the house she dabbed her exclusive and very expensive perfume to the insides of her wrists, her cleavage and the base of her throat....perfect. Her Saturday brunch dates with her best friend Marge were always enjoyable. They checked out the men and then wrote down the scores one to ten, ten being the highest score on a napkin and then compared notes. Marge was wild in her younger days having had many boyfriends and numerous sexual relations although she was now happily settled down with a husband and 2 children while the only man that Mindy had ever known was David. At first Marge found that so quaint and now so sad but it was still divorce the lump and move on. Afterward Marge went grocery shopping and Mindy went to the Mall to kill some time before the Art show started. She stopped at a small family run Coffee Kiosk across from the bookstore to get a small peppermint chocolate latte having eaten little and then she planned to relax in one of the many comfortable chairs on the concourse with most recent copy of the American Heritage Magazine. There was one unoccupied overstuffed chair available on the concourse and Mindy quickly walked towards it. A gangling teenage girl with severe acne was also vying for this unoccupied chair and as their eyes met the race was on. In her haste Mindy stepped in a wet spot from a spilled drink dropping hers to catch herself and she would have fallen to the hard terrazzo floor were it not for the strong hands that grabbed her waist from behind and stopped her from falling. Those same strong hands picked her up effortlessly and swung her around to put her down on a dry section of the floor away from her own spilled latte. "Are you alright?" He asked, not letting go of her waist right away. Mindy could smell his clean manly scent and although flustered and embarrassed was thinking "Thank goodness he caught me but what is he doing? I'm a married woman and..." "That scent is perfect for you." He said while leaning forward and she could feel his sweet breath on her neck. Mindy looked at his strong hands around her waist while noticing that he wasn't wearing a wedding band and she was very aware of hers. "Excuse me!" Mindy exclaimed, pushing his hands away and turning to face him. "Excuse me for being forward, Ma'am. You're wearing White Lotus Perfume and that scent is enhanced to its pinnacle by your natural feminine aura and frankly I couldn't resist myself. I had to experience this discriminating scent blended with you too perfection. It isn't everyday that I get to hold such a lovely lady and I did catch you" He said smiling. "Yes, well, thank you?" Mindy replied, looking up at all six two of him, flattered by the unexpected but charming complement and she was thinking. "Clean shaven, excellent...hazel eyes....a very nice smile... tall and trim..." "Nathan at your service" He said smiling and showing perfect white teeth while he was checking her out with his bold self assured eyes. As Mindy was checking him out Nathan took off his hat with his left hand and then held out his right hand for her to shake. She took it and felt her skin tingle all over and she was thinking "Definitely a keeper...., Nathan is a definite ten and that Western hat is perfect for his rugged good looks. I love the color, a nice slate gray and it is obviously quality made. I've been saved by an East Coast Cowboy....I'd better say something... "I'm Mrs. Robinson, Nathan and I'm pleased to meet you and thank you for catching me and keeping me from getting hurt" thinking "You can catch me any time you want, Cowboy. I'm very surprised that you recognize my perfume, how could you possibly know its name?" "You're welcome, may I buy you another cup of coffee?" he asked letting go of her hand. "No thank you, I really must be going" she lied "I will be late for my appointment" Mindy then turned and walked away leaving the magazine and spilled latte while mentally kicking herself for not accepting. When she was approximately halfway down the long concourse she glanced over her shoulder to see him where she had left him. Nathan was standing with his arms folded across his chest and when she turned to look he touched the brim of his hat and smiled He was thinking "What a shame that she is taken... The Art Show was one of the best that she had attended. Mindy spent the afternoon browsing and talking with the various Artists whose work was on display and getting the business cards of a few for future reference. She was particularly pleased by the ink and pen drawings and watercolors of one particular artist who was not there to mingle with the public. Being an American History buff and a woman involved with the local Historical Museum & Preservation Society, Mindy was taken by many of the precise pen and ink drawings of the local landmark buildings that this missing in action artist created. They were signed N. Daniels and Mindy wanted to purchase the pen and ink drawing of the old Swan Library. What a debacle that the beautiful old red sandstone Swan building was demolished in the name of progress and then a soulless abstract modern poured concrete one was built in its place at three times the cost of minor renovation. The debacle's roof leaked although it was barely five years old and the foundation was cracking, plus a lawsuit was pending against the contractor... so much for progress. The unwarranted demolition was her inspiration to finally get involved and she now was the Library Board President and Chairperson, the Recording Secretary for the Historical Museum & Preservation Society and a patron of the arts. She was also a vocal community activist being a force to be reckoned with in her chosen arena. Mindy's tireless efforts secured private funds and tax dollars to help restore many fine old buildings despite local political corruption and the promised sweetheart deals given to favored contractors. It gained her the respect of the community and begrudging respect of past adversaries as well as several stubborn enemies. As a child, Mindy spent many wonderful afternoons in that old red sandstone library letting her mind soar in the books that she read there while curled up in an old leather club chair in her special private corner by an east turret window. Mindy waited until the show was over and it was packing up time and still no N. Daniels. Disappointed she went to the music section to select some CD's and then to the cloak room to get her rain parka. Mindy noticed a double caped Tin Cloth Packer Coat hanging next to her ladies Barbour parka. Looking at the label she guessed right, it was the Filson Brand. She recognized the name because they advertised in the American Heritage Magazine. Looking up above the hangers on the shelf Mindy saw Nathan's hat. She took the hat down from the shelf and then looked inside for a label; it was definitely not the run-of-the-mill Stetson or Bailey. The gold letters of the private label on the leather sweatband proclaimed 100X Beaver and most likely it was custom made for him. Nathan was wearing this hat and this coat when he caught her. He was also wearing black jeans with a thick black leather belt, a dark gray cashmere crew neck sweater and black Wellington boots. Nathan dressed with a sense of rugged style that was all his own and it suited him well and it would be so nice to...... She did not notice when Nathan walked up behind her with a leather portfolio full of his work and he was studying her with an amused look on his handsome face. In fact Mindy did not notice him at all until he took the chopsticks out of her bun causing her long brown hair to come cascading down over her shoulders and back....she turned to look at him. "That was positively breathtaking. What beautiful hair you have, Mrs. Robinson" Nathan said leaning forward and kissing her mouth. Mindy was speechless and seeing an opening Nathan continued "I wondered about these ivory chopsticks. Perhaps we can we can work a trade for my hat?" And he paused, enjoying the surprised, shocked look on her beautiful face. "I am only just kidding they are far too valuable. The writing is Japanese; do you know what it says?" "No, may I have them back please?" She asked handing him his hat. Nathan took his hat and put it on Mindy's head surprising her again and of course it was too large for her and he leaned forward and kissed her mouth a second time. "If you will agree to have to have coffee with me I will tell you what the writing says and only then will I give them back. I know of a little place 20 minutes from here that serves fabulous Napoleons. I have everything in my portfolio and I understand that you have made some inquires about me. During coffee I will give you a private showing." And with that Nathan took his hat back and put it on his head. "Then you are N. Daniels, Nathan Daniels? Mindy asked, pleasantly surprised. "At your service, Mrs. Robinson and your first name is? "It's Mindy, Nathan" She said finally gaining her composure and now looking forward to the prospect of finding out more about this talented and sexy man and she was thinking "It's not like I'm a Buddhist Nun or David's chattel...the hell with my husband, he will never know and after all it's only a cup of coffee, isn't it?" "If you agree to sell me your drawing of the old Swan Library, Nathan, we have a deal............" While at the cozy little coffee shop Nathan asked all the right questions to draw her out and learn more about her interests. For all of her calm reserve Mindy was one of those women who liked to touch when she was with people that she felt comfortable with for basically Mindy was a very affectionate woman. He soon had her talking like they were old friends although they had just met and she found him easy to talk too. They sat there for a good two hours across from each other drinking coffee and talking and Mindy was doing almost all of the talking before she realized that neither of them had touched their desserts. "You promised to tell me about my chopsticks." "I completely forgot" even though he hadn't keeping one hand within her reach. Nathan was charmed by her mannerisms, impressed with her knowledge and enthusiasm to these subjects that were also dear to his heart. He was lost in her eyes, her gem quality sapphire blue eyes, the windows of her aura from which her soul viewed the world. "The turtle represents long life in the Japanese Culture and the writing is in the form of a "haiku", a short poem. As with the turtle long life shall follow the frugal repast. It is a rough translation at best it and it basically refers to eating in moderation to live a long and healthy life." "How do you know so much about these things?" Mindy asked, followed by taking a fork full of her chocolate Napoleon and finally putting it into her mouth, enjoying the rich dessert. "I have a small collection of Netsukes...do you mind?" As if they were lovers he reached over and took a piece of her Napoleon on his fork and then ate it before he continued "Help yourself to a piece of mine, the strawberry is particularly delicious." Mindy did the same and she closed her eyes and chewed thinking "nirvana, this is so delicious, it's been to long since I have shared such simple things with a man, and a cultured man as well as a sexy one." My East Coast Cowboy Nathan could not help but notice the look of pure pleasure on Mindy's face and he wanted her all the more convinced that her husband must be a fool. "Well Mindy, what do you think?" Mindy took another small piece of his and then a small piece of hers and then ate them both together. "I'm thinking chocolate covered strawberries, specifically dark chocolate covered strawberries. They are my absolute favorite dessert, and yes both Napoleons are delicious but so is this coffee, I never drink it black." "They buy the best coffee beans, roast them on premises and then grind the beans slowly per cup to keep the oils from evaporating. It is brewed with boiling hot water to extract the full flavor and then served immediately at its peak of flavor. Sure it's expensive and labor intense but you get what you pay for; the best for the loveliest." "Are you sure that you don't mean the best for the best, Nathan?" "You are a lovely, discriminating woman Mindy and you fascinate me. I am taken by the way you dress. If I were Superman with x-ray vision I would see the silk undergarments next to your skin, am I right? I am also taken by the way wear your hair not to mention your knowledge of American History. I applaud your community activism and good works and I thank you for your involvement in the Historical Museum & Preservation Society. I have read your articles in various magazines and your letters to the editor in the newspapers but to meet you in person... you inspire me to verse." "Blue sapphires rare pale to Mindy's eyes ...that's haiku" "No it's not" She said laughing "You are a charmer Nathan, I'll give you that. But if you read about me in the newspaper then you knew who I was before you caught me in the mall." Reaching over Nathan put his hand on hers "That is true, but the newspapers refer to you as Mrs. or Ms. Melinda Robinson and if you will pardon me for saying so Melinda is rather stuffy and doesn't fit while Mindy is more in keeping with your youthful countenance. Charming, perhaps, but I can also be blunt and brutally honest. You have beautiful eyes, Mindy and you are a delight to talk to. If I were your husband I wouldn't let you out of my sight let alone allow you to have coffee with a strange man. My gut tells me that your husband is an inattentive fool" "Nathan, will you sell me the drawing?" She asked, changing the subject and tingling all over... tingling! "How much do you want for it?" She was fantasizing about making love to him. This was all well and good but actually doing it with him was another matter entirely and she was a little frightened at the feelings that Nathan was stirring in her. "I want you to model a painting for me, Mindy." "You are joking of course" Mindy stated, while unconsciously reaching over to take another piece of his strawberry Napoleon and putting into her mouth before she realized what she was doing. She was not only intrigued; she was glowing with pleasure at his serious genuine offer and tingling all over and.... "No, I'm quite serious. You have a classical profile, particularly when you wear your hair up. My brother and I are partners in small winery on the Niagara Escarpment that specializes in ice wines. I'm the silent partner for the most part but I draw and design the labels for our wine bottles. If you consent I will give you the drawing in exchange for half a day of modeling." "Then my picture will appear on a wine label?" "Yes, that is correct, it will grace our bottles." "Will I have to pose in the nude?" she asked, certain that she was blushing. "Nothing would give me greater pleasure, but no you will be wearing a stola and a palla. "Such as worn by the lady holding the torch for the Columbia Studios logo" Mindy asked. "I'm impressed although not surprised that you are familiar with these simple yet elegant garments and yes very similar. Your hair will be pinned up, your feet will be bare and you will be holding a small basket of grapes." Nathan was indeed impressed and was thinking "beautiful and smart, I must have her". "I accept" Mindy said smiling and holding out her hand for him to shake. "Is that all I get, a handshake?" Nathan asked, while hoping for more...much more. "Let's see how the painting comes out first, Cowboy" Mindy replied teasingly and wondering if she had made the right decision and whether it would it lead to something else. Did she want it to lead to something else? "Fair enough, I suppose those two luscious kisses will have to suffice for now. Here is my card, please call me after you check your schedule and I will make myself available. Nathan replied, while taking both her hands now and looking into her sapphire blue eyes..... It was dark when she pulled into her driveway and she noticed something was wrong with the front lawn. Before she got out of Jeep Wrangler Mindy removed her black aluminum police flashlight from the glove box and shined it on the lawn as she was walking towards the house. They were definitely deep tire ruts in the water saturated front lawn leading from the driveway on an angle up to the front porch. When she opened front door she saw dirt and muddy footprints all over her nice clean floors. On further inspection the furniture was moved about in jumbled disorder and much of it was missing, all heirlooms from David's side of the family, but not his broken down food stained recliner. Mindy then went from room to room, upstairs and down and found more items missing, all things of a personal nature and most his clothes. None of her clothing or jewelry was missing and her great- grandmother's sterling silver flatware was still in the breakfront; nothing of hers was taken only David's....he must have returned after she left. The fishing trip was a ruse. He and his buddies must have backed a rental truck up to the front porch and then moved him out while she was gone. "Did David know about Nathan?" Mindy quickly dismissed that thought because it was obvious that the move was well planned and executed, in and out. Nathan just happened today. She didn't get any sleep that night. Instead she changed her clothes and then went room to room straightening furniture and then aggressively cleaning and scrubbing away all remnants of her soon to be divorced husband. "Good riddance and to hell with him" she thought as she dragged that lousy recliner to the curb, the last of the garbage he left that she had carried there. When she was done cleaning she went online to check their savings and checking accounts and found that exactly half the money was withdrawn with the accounts open and in good standing. All their mutual funds were in order and nothing was touched. Did he intend to give her half of everything as a divorce settlement? Upon further investigation she found that their utility bills were paid six months in advance as were their school and property taxes. All the important insurance papers and documents were in the hidden floor safe in the basement although she was sure that he made copies. Half of the savings bonds were missing leaving her with two hundred thousand dollars worth upon maturity. She felt a little better about things because for all of his faults David was an honest man in his business transactions and his honesty was a hindrance for future promotions. David was an unhappy man....unhappy much like she was. Actually she felt relieved for if nothing else it probably wouldn't be an acrimonious divorce, no ranting and raving and perhaps he did her a favor doing it this way because she was guilt free. It was too early to call Marge and she wasn't about to deal with her mother yet. She wasn't about to beg or take David back; what was done was done. Her mother would insist that they reconcile because in her mother's mind divorce was scandalous and unacceptable. She could hear her mother now "How can I never show my face in church again? And "If you had stayed home more like a proper wife he wouldn't have left you." Mindy realized that after all those years instead of being upset with David or her mother she was relieved, content and at peace...how strange, just like that! She was also tired, so very tired and suddenly so very sleepy from all that had happened. She was too drained to even walk upstairs to her bed after horsing the recliner and everything else of his out to the curb and sanitizing her house of all vestiges of him. Mindy lay down on the couch just for a short nap until she could call Marge and then.... Mindy woke at mid-afternoon to the sound of the telephone ringing and getting up she sleepily stumbled to answer it and before she could say hello... "Mindy, it's Marge, I so sorry but my brother called and he has all the paper work." "What are you talking about Marge? What do you mean you're sorry, what paper work? Mindy asked, starting to become awake and guessing before Marge told her. "About the lump leaving you, I can't imagine how upset you must be or what's going through your mind." "I'm fine Marge, what's done is done. Did David send the divorce papers to Phil?" "Are you sure that you are alright, I mean, did Phil call you first? He promised to wait for me to tell you and soften the blow." "What blow, Marge? Actually I'm relieved that David is gone and Phil is the logical choice for me to choose as my lawyer." "But, David left you for a man, proclaiming that he is gay and has moved to Canada!" "Good for him, so far David has left me half of everything." "I didn't think that you were going to take this so well, Mindy?" "Well, I'm fine for now; let's see what a few months will bring. You are my best friend, Marge. Will you go with me to see your brother?"...... Two months had passed and Mindy's divorce settlement was more than fair and equitable, especially since David signed off on the house as a peace offering in consideration for her signing and then filing the divorce papers post haste. Mindy agreed to 25% of his future pension instead of 50% and was again using her maiden name, Mindy McConnell. Every day after her divorce she looked at Nathan's business card and thought of him and the feelings that he stirred in her. She could still taste Nathan's lips and wanted to feel his strong hands around his waist again. It now was the end of June and almost three months had passed. There was only one thing to do, call him...but she didn't want to appear desperate...on the other hand honesty was always best course of action. Mindy dialed the cell phone number on the card and got his voice message "This is Nathan, please leave a brief message and I will get back to you" and then the canned beep. "Nathan, this is Mindy McConnell. If the offer is still open, I will model for you." No sooner then she closed her cell phone when then it rang. "Mindy, this is Nathan. Nothing would give me greater pleasure. I hadn't heard from you and I wondered if you had changed your mind or if I had scared you off?" "I have had a lot of changes in my life lately." "I hope that I am one of those changes?" he quietly offered, having picked up on the McConnell instead of Robinson, thinking "She didn't say Robinson. With any luck is now separated from her inattentive fool of a husband or better yet they are divorced. Sapphires rare pale to Mindy's eyes....why am I so fascinated with this woman? Is it her appearance, her passion for the good causes that she champions? I love the way that Mindy kept touching my hand when we were in the coffee shop together and how her eyes would light up while seeming even bluer when she spoke about those subjects that she was so passionate about." "Do you want to be, Cowboy?" Mindy was tingling all over hearing at his voice again while imaging what it would like to make love to him. "That's the second time that you have called me Cowboy, is it my hat?" "Of course and that was a lucky guess." She answered, enjoying the back and forth. "As we are on the subject of guessing, I'm guessing that you are now divorced. "Lucky guess again, Cowboy." "Excellent, then there will be no encumbrances and nothing to stand in our way. "None whatsoever" Mindy said and meaning it. "I'm further guessing that you will be having dinner with me this evening. The place I have in mind is rustic, but they serve slow cooked hickory smoked ribs, prime cut steaks and a variety of fresh seafood. "I will ride my horse to your house if you can you be ready at five?" "Will you really ride a horse?" She asked laughing and she was delighted with their playful conservation, but then again so was Nathan and Mindy was thinking, "I'm so glad I called him." "No, I will not really ride a horse. Will you settle for my Chevy Van with a horse blanket on the seat?" "Things are moving so fast, what if I said no?" she asked, although she didn't mean it because she had wasted enough time in a loveless marriage. "I'm guessing that you want things to move a little fast and that you won't say no. But if you did, I would stand outside on your porch with my guitar and serenade until you come out." "And if I called the police?" "You need not bother because when I start playing they will show up soon enough......." Nathan was a half-hour early and didn't knock or ring the doorbell to announce himself. Instead he sat on her porch swing and played his guitar while he was waiting. "Nathan plays well" she thought" as she opened her upstairs bedroom window to listen "mostly folk music, blue grass, country and somehow that music seems to fit him." Mindy was always a punctual woman and today was no exception. Nathan said rustic which translated to casual or semi-casual, therefore semi-casual it was. Mindy choose a strapless silk blend paisley summer dress in bright colors of aquamarine, red, yellows and blues. Her long hair was fixed in a ponytail tied with a red ribbon to hide the elastic tie and her makeup was lightly applied to be barely noticeable. Mindy was wearing heels and carrying a small clutch purse and a white linen lace and cashmere shawl in case it was chilly later in the evening. Perhaps she was a bit nervous at first; after all she hadn't been out on a date in 20 years...well here goes. When she opened the front door and stepped out onto the porch Nathan stopped in the middle of the song. The look on his face told Mindy everything as he leaned his guitar on the railing while not taking his eyes off of her and then stood up to take his hat off. It was a white straw western hat with a narrow woven black and gray horsehair hatband. He was also wearing blue jeans, black wellington boots and a white long sleeved shirt with the sleeves partially rolled up. Mindy put her shawl on the railing along with her purse and she wasn't disappointed. Looking into her eyes, Nathan took her hand and kissed it not letting go. "Forgive me for staring, but I hadn't thought it possible because you look lovelier then the last time that I saw you. That was the charming Nathan, now for the blunt, what you see is what you get. I am a gentleman most of the time and I want to kiss you now. You fascinate me, everything about you fascinates me. I don't snore, I bathe regularly and I seldom curse or get angry and I want to kiss you. We have much in common in our shared interests and I want to kiss you now. I would like to see you often and if you agree we may go as fast or as slow as you like." He then let go of Mindy's hand, moved closer and then bent forward to kiss her mouth and said "Marvelous, absolutely marvelous, dessert before dinner and twice as sweet".......... When they arrived at the restaurant there was no place to park in the parking lot and they had to park up the road a ways and then walk. The place was packed. People were waiting outside, some sitting in or on the hoods of their cars or in the foyer and the bar area was full of even more people waiting for tables. "See, I told you the food was good here." "I never doubted you, Cowboy, did you make reservations?" "They don't take reservations here, it is first come first serve and they only accept cash." "But we will be standing in line forever!" "No we won't, trust me." Nathan took her arm and they went around the back and entered through the steel fire door leading into the kitchen. Mindy noticed a large man about six-seven and whipcord thin wave to them from across the kitchen with a big happy grin on his homely face and then the giant walked over to greet them. "You must be Mindy and Nathan has told me so much about you! If you had walked in without him I would have recognized you by your eyes alone. Nathan is right; words can't do justice to your beautiful eyes. You must be a very special lady for him to bring you here because he always comes alone although that wasn't always the case. I've known Nathan since kindergarten, Deanna too." Mindy was wondering who Dianna was. "I used to beat him up on a regular basis. I was always a big lug and then one day I made an inappropriate remark to him about Deanna and then he cleaned my clock and I mean really cleaned my clock; we've been best friends ever since. He used to be my conscious so to speak and kept me from going to jail for that's where I was headed once and now I know Nathan like the back of my hand." He added shaking Mindy's hand gently in his huge ham hock of a hand. "Make that ex-best friend, pal, you talk too much" Nathan said, scowling. "Just keep it up and we will have to excuse ourselves and then retire to the parking lot for ding-ding round two" and Nathan was now grinning back while Mindy looked at the two of them thoughtfully. "Please excuse my bad manners and his." The best friend said with his grin getting even wider while pointing at Nathan with his thumb. "My name is Bill Rogers and I own this chuck wagon." "I'm pleased to meet you, Bill, and your kitchen smells wonderful! Nathan played his guitar for me on my front porch while I was getting ready. Can he sing as well as he plays? "He did... well, ah perhaps I've said enough for now." And Mindy was sure that Bill's voice was starting to crack. He then turned his back to her and said "Excuse me Mindy. Nathan, give me a hand, you know where everything is." Nathan and Will disappeared into a back room and a quickly returned with a round table and two chairs and Mindy followed them into the crowded restaurant to a far corner in the back. As if by magic a waitress appeared and removed the folding screen that was there placed to block the empty corner that apparently was reserved just for them. Another waitress appeared from a different direction with a table cloth and someone's order followed by another waitress with a round sheet of glass. This was followed by yet another waitress with a wheeled cart containing cloth napkins, coffee mugs, water glasses, a pitcher of ice water, a dish of freshly cut lemons and then a wicker basket full of every condiment imaginable, well, maybe not every but a lot. Bill pulled out Mindy's chair for her to sit down while handing them both a menu that included the restaurants drinks and desserts and then the gentle giant announced that he would be their waiter this evening. To say that Mindy was pleased didn't do justice to her feeling. And it seemed to Mindy that everything occurred in a blink of an eye and the last thing to appear on the table was a large lead glass cut crystal vase full of fragrant yellow roses. "Do you always give a lady dozens of yellow roses on a first date, Cowboy?" She asked while squeezing his hand. "You are only the second little filly that I have given yellow roses too" he answered squeezing back and looking at her with a serious look on his face; only two special ladies in a lifetime and then so far apart." My East Coast Cowboy Which made Mindy wonder if the woman that Bill mentioned, Deanna, was the first? "Little filly?" She asked, smiling and squeezing his hand. "That's how we Cowboys talk about beautiful and spirited ladies such as you. "How are the smoked ribs?" she asked "Because if the heavenly smells coming from the kitchen are any indication they must taste wonderful" and she was thinking "What a quaint reference, I haven't heard that except in the old westerns when everything was so romantic and a little corny but so sweet ... little filly?" "The ribs are fabulous and I eat here often." he answered, closing his menu. "What are you ordering, Nathan, I can't make up my mind and everything looks so good?" "How about you let me order and then we can share. Have you ever had oysters over a wood fire?".... Mindy was in seventh heaven just being with him and then there was the food, the food was so delicious. Their entire meal was primarily appetizers and Mindy had never done this before. They started sharing a Caesar Salad and then an ice cold jumbo shrimp cocktail. Next a stainless steel milk pail full of steaming oysters baked in the shell with hot drawn butter on the side. They were so good that they ordered a second bucket and that was followed by a dozen steamed clams, a ½ dozen clam's casino and then a dozen raw oysters and raw clams on the half shell both in a bed of crushed ice. They shared a heaping bowl of creamy white seafood chowder and that delightful chowder had clams, shrimp, mussels, real crab meat and scallops with potatoes, celery, onions and red bell peppers. Bill timed their courses with the precision of an atomic clock bringing dish after dish of small portions ice cold or steaming hot with no chance to cool down or get warm in between courses They shared ¼ rack of smoked ribs, a medium rare strip steak, 2 Maine lobster tails, 2 Cajun crab cakes with a fabulous lime-cucumber-yogurt sauce on the side, broiled scallops in a buttery white wine sauce and finally two baked pear halves in a brandy mint sauce that was not on the menu and they shared everything. "My goodness, I don't think have eaten so many good things at one sitting, Nathan, thank you, but I insist on paying half of the bill!" "You are welcome, but I invited you out for dinner little filly." "Guess what Cowboy, I'm paying half the bill" Mindy said as she moved her chair closer to his. "No, I invited you for dinner, little filly and I insist because your kisses are payment enough" and he slid his chair closer as well. "Guess again, Cowboy if you want another kiss before the night is over you had better let me pay half the bill and half the tip." "Stop arguing you two because I won't accept money from either of you." A familiar voice said as Bill appeared from nowhere and Mindy looked up to see him place an ornate sterling silver platter with a domed lid on the table. "Its payment enough for me that Nathan is playing his guitar again so please, pretty please stop arguing and enjoy your dessert." He then lifted the dome to reveal six fresh strawberries dipped in dark chocolate on a nest of fresh mint leaves another special treat that Nathan arranged for her that was not on the menu. "Otherwise it really will be ding-ding out in the parking lot, now kiss and make up"...and they did........... They left the restaurant and then decided to go for a ride to find a place to park to watch the sunset. They talked for a bit and then just sat quietly in the grass on the horse blanket. Nathan was leaning against a tree and she him while they watched the sunset. Nathan had his arms around her waist and they were content and comfortable with each others company and their shared silence. Mindy was thinking "He really is so nice and it's a wonder that he's not already taken. I can't wait to make love to him...can't wait. It's so peaceful to just sit with him and not talk and I can hear his heart beating; is it beating for me, will it ever beat for me?" While Nathan was thinking "Twice in lifetime I have been blessed, first with Deanna and now Mindy. It's so wonderful sitting here and just holding her hand; what a delightful lady and charming dinner partner she is and I must have her and will do whatever it takes. I wonder if she sings, perhaps we will be a duet together and our beat will be as one..." Afterward Nathan drove her home and when they pulled into the driveway Mindy commented that she was sure that she left the porch light on. As they were walking up on the porch arm in arm and Mindy noticed that the light fixture was smashed and hanging by the wires and there were pry marks on the front door. And then they both heard the breaking glass of the rear patio door. "Nathan, somebody might be inside." she whispered, trying to remain calm. "We better call the police." "You're right, don't touch anything" and he was very impressed with her calm composure as he was squeezing her hand. "Here take my keys and lock yourself in the van but keep the engine running while you call them." Mindy locked herself in the van while Nathan waited on the porch for the police to arrive. Common sense dictated that as long as they were in no immediate danger there was no sense in forcing a confrontation. Nathan removed a small North American Arms four-shot single action revolver chambered in .22 magnum from the holster sewn into the top of his boot while palming it in his right hand out of sight. Just before for the police arrived he discretely slipped it into his jean jacket pocket and then walked over to the van to wait with Mindy while they searched the house and when the police were through the Patrol Sergeant explained "It doesn't look like anything was taken but you folks are the best judge of that. My best guess is that they weren't in the house long and you surprised them when you pulled into the driveway. There has been a rash of break-ins lately and an elderly woman one street over was beaten and raped before she could get out." After the police left they repaired the damage as best they could and Nathan offered to return in the morning to replace the door and install deadlocks. "Goodnight Mindy, I'll be back in the morning with my tools" he said standing by the back door, the front door temporarily wedged in place until tomorrow. "If you leave now, Cowboy I promise that I will never model for you in the nude." "What do you mean?" he asked walking over to her "Do you mean you want me to spend the night?" "Yes it's the most logical solution... under the circumstances." "Under the circumstances?" he asked. Mindy put her arms around his neck and looked up at him "You must be tired and the couch is very comfortable and from there you can watch the front door." "The couch?" he said, questioningly while smiling and putting his hands around her waist. "Would you like to join me on the couch and then we can watch it together." Nathan pulled her even closer to him and leaned down and kissed her luscious lips. "Don't be ridiculous, Cowboy, there is not enough room there for the both of us" and then Mindy kissed him, and he was thinking "My God she is so beautiful, so much like my Deanna and yet so different, I'm thinking.... I'm not sure what the hell I'm thinking." "So the couch is out, where will we sleep, little filly?" he asked as he kissed her mouth and Mindy was thinking "I love it when he calls me that and I can feel his manhood and it feels so hard!" "I want you to make love to me, Cowboy, and in the morning after we sleep in late I'll make you breakfast." "Lead the way little filly. I can't wait to see what you are wearing under your dress." Nathan followed Mindy upstairs and into her bedroom and noticed that like the rest of the house it was as neat as a pin. "I'll be with you in a minute. I want to do something special for you so close your eyes and keep them closed" and he did. Mindy went into the bathroom, took off her dress and then washed the makeup from her face. She then slipped a sea green camisole over her matching bra and panties delighted to finally having a man who appreciated these things...the little details while thinking "but then he is an artist after all and his drawing were so detailed and precise." She then took her hair out of the ponytail and brushed it until it shone before twisting it up into a bun and securing it with her ivory chopsticks and just before she returned put a single drop of perfume on her finger applying it to the base of her throat and the bottom of her wrists. Mindy returned to the bedroom to find him sitting on the bed waiting with his eyes closed. "You can open them now, Cowboy." Nathan opened them and his heart skipped a beat while thinking "I knew it, stockings with garters and not the run-of-the-mill pantyhose with a lovely silk camisole over her bra and panties. I'll bet her lace silk bra and panties are same color. My little filly's hair is up and her makeup is off...not that she needs makeup for she is beautiful without and...." "Well, if that is what you always where to bed I doubt I will get any sleep at all. But seeing you like this is enough to sustain me for the night because you are beautiful with or without makeup. That was the charming Nathan, now for the blunt. My carnal thoughts about you would make the mythical satyr blush and the nymphs swoon and faint at my lusty gaze. Nevertheless I want to kiss you now but will settle just to sleep beside you if you are not ready...are you ready little filly?" He got off the bed and walked over to her and put his arms around her waist and she put her arms around his neck while kissing his mouth. "I have never been so sure about anything in my life. Trust has to begin somewhere and I trust you Nathan. What I lack in experience I can bluff my way through with imagination and from the look on your face I'm doing just fine. That was the blunt Mindy and what you see is what you get. I know what I know and what I don't I can learn. Why don't you take my hair down? You know you want too and it will be nice to have your hands in my hair... you said I have beautiful hair" and Mindy's heart was pounding lustily in her bosom in anticipation in what she was about to learn. "As you wish my Lady, please turn around." Nathan pulled the ivory chopsticks out and Mindy's beautiful silky hair spilled down over her shoulder like a brown waterfall to the middle of her back and he put his face in hair while hugging her waist. "I want you to undress me and then I will undress you, but first I will take off you camisole so close your eyes and keep them closed." Nathan removed her camisole and then went quickly to his van and returned with a small cooler and her roses putting them in the hallway just outside the door out of sight. He wanted everything perfect for her and he was determined that she would be his after tonight to spoil and perhaps she would spoil him as did his Deanna. Mindy was standing were he left her eyes closed and not cheating by peeking while anticipating what would happen next. Just the thought of him touching her in the short time that he was gone her caused her to be moist between her legs and she could feel her musky dampness through her sea green silk panties and even when first married she was never aroused as she was now with him. "Keep your eyes closed little filly. I want you to undress me with your imagination and sense of touch." Mindy reached up and put her hands on his shoulder and leaned forward to kiss his mouth. She ran her hands up his neck and touched his face trying to memorize his features with her fingers tips and then she ran her hands through his brown hair feeling the silky contrast on top were it was longer while the shorter hair on the sides was almost bristly in places when she ran her fingers across the grain. She loved this traditional masculine short man's haircut on him, her Nathan? And she surprised herself that she was thinking of him in that way...her Nathan? "Of course he's mine and I want him. I wanted him when he first kissed me in the cloak room. He branded me when he put his hat on my head and kissed me a second time and afterward I couldn't keep him out of my thoughts and now I can't get enough of his kisses"... Mindy's hands went to the collar of his white shirt and she started unbuttoning the second button from the top, stopping to unbuckle his thick leather belt so that she could pull his shirt out of his blue jeans while imagining how big his rock hard cock was and her hands lingered to stroke and squeeze it through the material while thinking "He's mine now and I will brand his cock with my lips and tongue so that he will know that he is mine...what a wonderfully naughty thought and my mother would be scandalized that I would even think of having a man's cock in my mouth....David would never let me even touch his and sex with him while it lasted was so banal and predictable....there Nathan's shirt is off." Mindy took a step back stumbling and opened her eyes but he caught her and pulled her close kissing her mouth while she kissed his caressing his tongue with hers. Nathan could smell her musky woman smell enhanced by her perfume and it was driving him wild with desire for her but he was holding back knowing it would be worth the wait. "You're doing fine. It was perfect timing for a hug and one of your sweeter than chocolate covered strawberry kisses and I can never have too many of those luscious kisses or hugs and your woman's scent especially when I can hold you close to me." "Was that the blunt Nathan or the charming Nathan, Cowboy?" "Both, please continue so that I may undress you." Mindy closed her eyes again and ran her hands down his bare hard chest and felt the hard ropey muscles on his arms, back and chest. She started kissing him working his way down his hard chest and flat stomach caressing him with her little hands until she was kneeling. She unbuttoned the single embossed copper button of his blue jeans and then unzipped them pulling them down around his ankles for him to step out of which left only his briefs that were bulging in front where his rock hard cock pressed against them trying to escape and make its way to her mouth which was what Nathan was thinking. Mindy squeezed his firm ass through the fabric and then ran her hands down his muscular legs before pulling down his briefs. Nathan's cock was much longer and thicker than David's and was standing at attention for her to lick and to use as she pleased. Her eyes were still closed when Mindy took it gently in her hands measuring the girth and length burning the dimensions of her man's manhood into her memory while kissing his balls and licking the tip of his cock before standing to face him smiling. "It is your turn, lover" She said leaning forward slightly and shaking her head so that her long brown hair fell forward partially covering her face to play peek-a-boo through it with her eyes. Nathan closed his eyes and pushed Mindy's hair away from her face and gathered it up into a ponytail twisting it up into a loose bun and then letting it drop down and traced the length down with his fingers touching the bottom to memorize where it ended on her curvaceous body. He took her face in his hands and kissed her mouth long and deep with their tongues entwined and sighed with contentment before reaching behind her to unhook her bra to remove it. He took his hands and pushed them underneath her hair at the back of her nape let his finger follow the shape of her head and face while kissing her mouth again sighing with contentment at his second chance in a lifetime when most men never had one and was simply thinking "smart as well as beautiful." Nathan kissed her forehead, her cheeks and ears and neck; behind her ears... everywhere and Mindy was tingling all over thinking about of all that she had been missing and he was kissing her as if she were the most precious thing in the cosmos. He worked his way down her neck and shoulders but lingered at the base of her throat by taking in the scent of her perfume that she put there for him and Mindy intuitively sensed what he was doing and smiled to herself thinking "he notices all the little details." Mindy was looking at him an she was now absolutely dripping between her legs and her panties were no longer damp but wet with her sweet juices of arousal. His hands and fingers were everywhere touching probing lingering on her shoulders, on the small of her back; her ass, rubbing and teasing and squeezing with his hands through the silk of her panties and his mouth kissing her in places that she had never been kissed before. Nathan gradually worked his way down until he was on his knees, kissing and caressing and once there removed her garter belt and stockings and finally her panties before he stood up to study her with his hazel eyes and she was thinking "He is devouring me with his eyes like he did to me in the mall after he caught me...such wonderfully bold eyes looking at me." Nathan smiled and took her wrists and kissed them both. He then picked Mindy up underneath her knees and cradled her as would a groom carrying a new bride over a threshold and put her gently on the bed. "Now it will be my imagination to complement yours; please lie on your back and close your eyes again." Nathan went into the hallway to get the small cooler and three yellow roses from the vase. He took the roses and held it underneath her nose to smell and then slowly caressed her face and neck working his way to her breasts stroking her nipples with the flowers watching them harden instantly at their touch. Mindy could hardly contain herself, she wanted to orgasm so, so, bad that she could hardly stand it. "You have beautiful breasts my little filly and they were meant to be licked and touched and so I shall." He lay down beside her and started licking and sucking on her breasts while she was caressing his head and face with her hands moaning and gasping with pleasure. Mindy was pushing her cunt into his hand as he was stroking her, as her parted her pussy lips to get to her sweet, swollen clitoris making her gasp and pant and moan louder. "Please Nathan, I want to come, I want you to kiss me...oh god that feels so good and I want to suck on your big cock." "Keep your eyes closed... are they closed...good?" and Nathan shifted to get up to kiss her. He reached into the small cooler to get one of the six large dark chocolate covered strawberries that she didn't know about and put half of it into his mouth. He then pushed it up against her lips and Mindy smiled and opened her eyes. She opened her mouth and pushed her lips up against his and they both gently took a bite together each getting half and they kissed and licked the juices from their lips tasting each others tongues. He continued stroking her swollen clitoris while finishing his piece of strawberry and she chewed and swallowed hers thinking about sucking on his big cock and Nathan just brought her to the peak of orgasm and stopped with something else in mind for her and betting with himself that her ex-husband never went down on her, the fool. Nathan went down on her licking and sucking and teasing while Mindy lay there and thrusting her dripping wet and in his mind sweet and delicious pussy into his face for him to lick harder. Mindy's hands were above her head and in her hair and Mindy was rolling her head to from side to side as the first orgasm washed over her and yet he was still not finished with her. "My favorite dessert is Mindy and she tastes sweeter than chocolate covered strawberry anywhere in the universe." Nathan rolled Mindy over onto her stomach and then had her get up on her hands and knees; his dam was about to burst and now that Mindy was satisfied....he rammed his rock hard cock into her still dripping pussy while holding onto her hips and pounding her relentlessly with his balls slapping against her ass cheeks. My East Coast Cowboy She had never done anything like this before; as a matter of fact all that she had experienced was missionary and nothing else. This and oral was all new to her and she was getting aroused a second time, another orgasm was starting to build and she was thinking "It's like I'm a filly mare being fucked by a stallion, wow, now there is a thought and the only thing missing is my Cowboy slapping my ass with his hat to go faster, but my god it feels so good...I can feel his balls slapping against my bottom and.." Nathan's lustful thrusts increased in speed and in power as he reached forward to grab her long hair. He twisted it into a ponytail and pulled her head back as he continued pounding her and holding Mindy in place with her hair which only heightened her arousal, her Cowboy holding onto his filly's mane as he fucked her and she was so glad that her hair was long for him, for them and their shared imaginations. Mindy was bucking and panting and moaning as her second orgasm washed over her, it was much better than the first; she could feel his hot thick and rich stallion semen being pumped into her dripping and swollen ravaged cunt as he came. Nathan was breathing in and out deeply while softly moaning. Mindy was determined not to waste a single drop. She would lick his cock clean with her mouth when he rolled off and the hell with her mother's old fashioned ideas about sex and hurray for Mindy's imagination. Such was Nathan's orgasm that he rolled off of her onto his back to get his thoughts together and let the memory of that first orgasm with her linger in his mind and he was thinking "For such a proper public lady Mindy is so hot and if you'll excuse the expression a great fuck..Wow. What a wonderful contrast between the proper public lady; the no nonsense Chairperson running the Library Board of Directors meetings adhering strictly to "Robert's Rules of Order" and now as my little filly being herself. Mindy is so beautiful and sexy both ways that I can hardly stand it and I can't wait to kiss her again..." Nathan's after-orgasm daydream allowed Mindy her opening to see if she could get him hard again to brand him with her mouth and tongue. She started by kissing his stomach and working her way down to his cock and started licking and sucking on the tip as her silky brown hair fell forward covering her face and his stomach. Nathan reached up and gathered up into a ponytail and then twisted it up in a bun as she knew he would to keep it out of her mouth and he was instantly hard again, she thinking..."He tastes delicious and he is mine now. If I do say so myself I'm not doing badly for my first time; his big cock belongs in my mouth as his tongue belongs in my pussy." Mindy mentally hugged herself with these new thoughts as she continued licking and sucking. Marge coached her how to give a blow job just in case with the caveat that she would call Marge in the morning if he spent the night. Mindy practiced secretly with a small cucumber not telling Marge because she was a little embarrassed and that was the advice she read on the internet. Nevertheless it was Marge's contention that a wife who gave a dynamite blow would always keep her man from straying, particularly if she loved him and swallowed. Marge adored her husband and what better way to stroke a man's ego than to swallow; that was Marge's motto as she continued to suck getting horny again while still thinking "Is Nathan the one...of course he is, but I'm in charge of this meeting. He tasted my pussy and I never came like that before. It was nirvana and Shangri-La but the floor is open for new business, do I hear a motion, and second...a vote...it's unanimous, motion carried...I'm going suck cock and get a fresh load of his rich, creamy semen squirted into my mouth just like whipped cream" Mindy had been doing that since she was a little girl much to her mother's indignant displeasure, squirting the whipped cream that comes in a pressurized can into her mouth as she does now that being one of life's simple but naughty pleasures; "In your face, Ma." Nathan was trying to hold back and prolong this marvelous blow job but the first clear pre-cum escaped despite his best efforts and Mindy stopped and looked at him smiling and licking her lips and teeth to tease him, thinking "It tastes delicious so far and there is more to come out of his big thick cock... isn't it wonderful? We were alone during our intimate dinner in a crowded restaurant full of people and that said so much about him. We were alone in as much as my Cowboy is a true gentleman and despite all the beautiful women in the restaurant his eyes never left mine and they were not so much bold then as thoughtful. And then there was the actual meal, I can't wait to go back there; and the roses, don't forget the roses... three dozen long stem yellow roses in a crystal vase plus the desserts; the brandy pears and the dark chocolate covered strawberries served on a silver platter, neither of them were on the menu and then more strawberries just now that we shared them so erotically, yum...I wonder what else he has in the cooler. Nathan makes me feel so special and I'm going to make him feel special...I must have him." Nathan let go of her bun just before his orgasm washed over him letting Mindy's hair drop onto his stomach and chest like a silky brown waterfall. He pulled Mindy's hair forward from the back and arranged it to cover his chest and stomach and then buried his hands in Mindy's hair to hold her in place while filling her mouth with gobs of his thick, creamy semen and Mindy tasted and savored every bit before swallowing while wishing for more thinking "His seed tastes so complex and a little hard to describe...hm... a little salty and a little sweat but creamy and rich and not at all what I expected and definitely hints of testosterone but mostly it tasted like my Nathan." Nathan then put his arms above his head stretching and smiling while Mindy scooted up and knelt over him while straddling his hips on her knees and throwing her head back to arrange most of her hair over her back and shoulders while letting the front fall forward to do another peek-a-boo with her blue eyes, the eyes her lover compared to sapphires and Nathan was thinking "Peek-a-boo, blue eyes, you are spoiling me already for there is almost nothing like a blow job and you did it so nicely. It will be so comforting to have someone to sleep with again; someone beautiful and smart and you're mine now...do you feel the same way about me?" "What else do you have in the cooler, lover?" She asked, running her hands up and down his bare chest. "Am I your lover now, Ms. McConnell?" "You have been roped and branded and I have plans for you buckaroo." "I never argue with a lady, especially when it is true or one with such beautiful eyes as yours. There is a small bottle of ice wine and five strawberries left for a bedtime snack." "I just had my bedtime snack, lover, but I'll gladly share more chocolate strawberry kisses with you..."