Her eyes are bright green, with a hint of naughtiness behind them. I imagine her tied up on all fours, just begging for a good fuck.
As soon as thought appears, another one pops up even quicker. An image of Samantha pops into my head once again, the naughty smile she shot us while riding away on that horse.
There was definitely something there- something beyond a quick charm and fuck. I finish off my beer as the server brings over drinks for the three women. I slam it down on the table and look at my watch.
“Unfortunately, I’m going to have to get going ladies. Early morning tomorrow. The life of a rancher, right?”
The women collectively groan, and one grabs at my forearm. I feel my dick tremble once more, but I gently remove her hand from its grasp.
“Gentlemen,” I nod at my buddies, who are looking as confused as ever.
I try to leave but Gunner follows me to the door.
“Umm what the fuck is wrong with you man? I’m pretty sure you were guaranteed a life changing foursome there.”
I clap Gunner on his shoulder and look into his eyes. He is clearly confused but continues to show off a tiny smirk anyway.
“Ranch work is hard work man, as you know- and I seriously don’t need the extra leg work. I’ll catch you later.”
I walk into the night before Gunner gets a chance to say anything more. As I head home, I think about what just happened. I just walked away from four sexy ass women, because why? Because of Samantha?
If that’s the case- then I think maybe I’m much more into Samantha than I originally thought I was.