I put my arm around her and pulled her closer to me, lifting her and resting her body against mine. Her legs weaved in between mine; her thigh pressed against my stiffening cock. I ran a hand down her back to her ass and squeezed it. Her crotch pressed against my hip and she moved slowly against it, imitating the gyrations of our exploring tongues.
I so needed to unbutton my pants, free my hard cock from the confines of my pants. She must have felt my need, too, as she ran her fingers down my chest, over my abs, and seized my pants by their pleats.
I spread my legs a little and pulled my head back to suck in a breath. “God, your body feels so good against mine.”
She kissed me on the cheek and unbuttoned my pants while I slid two fingers between her legs and rubbed the contours of her sex.
A round of boisterous laughter cut through the still night. Ruby jumped up and looked in the direction of the interruption. I propped myself up on my elbow and did the same.
“What was that?” asked Ruby.
I recognized Teddy’s deep hearty laugh. The others I couldn’t place but assumed he was with Grayson and Samuel as per usual. They were out of sight, but not far.
“Are we being watched?” she asked as she hopped off the truck and peered in the darkness for a better look.
“Sounds like Teddy and the boys,” I said. I adjusted my not-yet-freed erection and hopped off the truck.
“Are they friends of yours? I hear a guitar.”
I put my arm around her and kissed her on the cheek. The moment was gone. The desire that had been mounting was instantly replaced with a wariness of the unseen voice and curiosity. “Come on,” I said, and I took her hand. “I’ll introduce you.”
We intercepted them as they came around the trailers on their way to the newly erected grandstands. “‘evening boys,” I said.
In unison, they let out a cry of surprise and jumped back.
We laughed.
“Damn,” said Teddy, “don’t be sneaking up on us like that.” Teddy had a guitar in hand while both Grayson and Samuel carried a case of beer each.
“Ruby, this old-timer here is Teddy. He’s a brave man, who is easy to startle.”
“Hello, Teddy.”
“And this young un here’s, Samuel.”
“Hi, Samuel.”
“And the Benjamin of the bunch, we call him Grayson.”
“That’s my name.”
“Hi, Grayson.”
Samuel lifted his case of beer. “Care to join us?”
I glanced at Ruby. Before I could say anything, she answered. “Sure.”
The grandstand smelled of freshly trimmed lumber. I took in a long whiff. “Smell that,” I said. “That’s the calm before the storm before these grandstands are filled with people, stomping muddy boots and spilling beer.”
“Speaking of beer,” said Grayson, and he set down his case, opened it, and passed us each a can.
“You’ve heard of corrupting a minor,” Samuel said to Ruby and he pointed to Grayson. “This is a corrupting minor.”
“I’m hardly a minor,” said Grayson. “Nineteen already. Turn twenty in four months.”
“You don’t look a day over eighteen,” said Samuel.
“Eighteen months,” retorted Teddy.
Grayson would always be the young one, no matter his age. There was a Cherubin quality to him in his fleshed-out cheeks, dusty blond hair, and blue eyes. Plus, while Samuel was only four years older than him, his towering stature and dark skin, deep-set eyes gave him an air of wisdom and experience, inadvertently playing into the stereotype of the wise Native chief. Add to that the fact that Teddy was near twice his age, Grayson would always be ‘the young one’, not that he was going out of his way to disprove the image with mature or responsible behavior. If he was going to be seen as a child, might as well be a reckless one.
Teddy had at least a dozen years on all of us, and he happily took on the role of the older brother. And his history with Wolf, the details of which were never fully explained to me, made him a sort of buffer between us and our overbearing boss. Technically, Teddy was our supervisor, but what he mostly supervised was us drinking after work. And of course, after a few cold ones, he’d lead us in song with his guitar.
“Do you sing, Ruby?” Teddy asked as he tuned up his instrument.
“Oh, no.” Ruby put a hand up defensively and shook her head. “I couldn’t carry a tune if my life depended on it.”
“Good,” said Teddy. “You’ll fit right in.” With that, he started in on an old Johnny Cash classic. Samuel and Grayson joined in on the refrain, though not necessarily with the same words. I hadn’t had enough to drink yet to sing with them and Ruby said she didn’t know the words.
“Don’t let that stop you,” said Teddy. He started in on another Johnny Cash hit, but before he even got through the intro, Wolf came and spoiled the fun.