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The Ranch: All Tied Up

Part 2: A young man and older woman continue their relationship with new roles forming
I met Christy the summer of my Junior year in high school. To earn extra cash I had started giving horse riding lessons to kids at my school. Christy was the mother of one of the kids. She was a recently divorced, lonely 39 year old who had quickly made it apparent that she enjoyed more than just my company.

Christy had signed up for her own lessons. However, she ended up riding me just as often as a horse. Every Tuesday and Thursday I'd wait at the stable and she never failed to arrive right on time.

My family owned ten acres of land just outside of the city. By the time I met Christy I owned seven of my own horses, all of which I was responsible for. My parents worked demanding jobs in the city, leaving me on my own the majority of the time.

As the summer came to an end, my usual clients returned to school. I felt it was also going to end my horse riding business. The shorter days meant less day light for riding lessons and my clients were now busy with school and sports.

Christy and I were laying under the shade of some trees to escape the midday Texas heat. Our horses were tied nearby and grazing lazily. We were casually talking about my future and ideas regarding my cash-flow dilemma.

I stretched, causing Christy to lift her head off my chest where it had been resting and said, "We should get going. I'm gonna need a shower before my parents get home".

"We still have a little time. Besides, I still need to give you your present". She kissed my chest then stood and retrieved her discarded jeans.

"Oh? I thought you already did that".

I smiled as I thought about day we had spent together so far. 

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I'd been out training one of the younger horses before it got too hot. Christy had taken the day off work and had shown up without notice to surprise me. She had leaned against the fence railing and watched silently as I worked, not speaking until I had finished and led the horse up to her.

"Wasn't expecting to see you today" I told her.

"What? And miss you on your special day?".

"There's nothing too special about it".

She smiled and put a hand behind my neck to pull me to her for a kiss.

"Well, we will just have change that". She gave me a wicked little smile and walked towards the gate to open it for me.

We walked to the stalls where Christy helped me brush and rub down the horse I'd been training. As we worked we talked about my birthday plans for the evening.

"And you're positive your parents won't come home early?" she asked for about the fifth time. "You only turn 18 once you know".

"I'm sure. If my dad tells you something you can guarantee he will follow it through exactly - he said he would be home at five. Mom said she might be late and will call on her way home either way", I replied.

"And then just a family dinner, cake, and presents?" she looked at me skeptically. "That doesn't sound like too much fun".

I shrugged. "Told you it wasn't anything special. We aren't too big on birthdays around here. Just another day, really".

Christy sighed and put her brush back in the tackle bin. I removed the horse's halter and gave it a final pat against the neck, then bent though the stall's rails to join Christy in the shade of the barn. She moved in front of me, her body pressed back and resting against mine. I automatically wrapped my arms around her. She moaned softly as I kissed and nibbled the side of her neck playfully.

"Is that your belt buckle poking me or are you just happy to see me?" she asked with a giggle.

"Only one way to find out" I told her.

I quickly bent and scooped her up. One arm under hers and the other under her knees. She laughed, her arms going around my neck as I carried her into the barn.

"Do anything you want to me, cowboy. Today is your day" she said with a trace of humor in her voice.

"Just remember you said that" I replied in a serious tone.

I stopped just inside the barn door to flip the light switch on. I set Christy down on her feet and met her eyes as the fluorescents hummed to life above us.

"Wow, this is a new side of you, cowboy. I'm not sure if you're serious or not..."

I held her gaze. "Dead serious. Up till now you have been the one calling the shots. It's my turn".

I gestured for her to go by the hay bales. She raised her eyebrows then turned and walked away further into the barn. I turned into the tack room, looked around for what I needed, and stuffed a couple of things into my back pockets. Before leaving to join her, I picked up the saddle blanket reserved solely for our fucking and exited the tack room.

Without talking I laid the blanket down on the barn floor. Christy gave me a smile. For us, blanket placement had become a indication of what positions would follow. She was probably thinking I planned to lie her down and be on top of her. I returned her smile as I watched her removing her shoes, thinking how cute it was that she had no idea what was really coming.

She closed off the short space between us, that unknowing little smile still playing on her lips.

For weeks I had let her be the one in control of this relationship, until now. I had been more than satisfied playing the role of her young, innocent boy-toy. I enjoyed her slow, gentle approach and constant attention during sex - it was very motherly. In return, I had always followed her lead, doing what she indicted she needed at the time, staying within her comfort zones, and always making sure she reached an orgasm before we were through. But, today was my turn to take the reins and show her the other side of me.

I stood still as she pressed herself against me. She tossed my hat off to the side and her fingers were soon playing through my hair. She placed small, light kisses along my collar bone. Christy gasped in surprise when I suddenly grabbed her wrists in my hands. Before she could say or do anything I had her turned around, her back to me, and her wrists pinned together behind her back.

I paused for just a second, allowing her the chance to put an end to the situation, but she didn't even struggle. I carefully released one of her wrists and reached back into my pocket for the long piece of leather strapping I had grabbed earlier. Christy moaned as she realized what I was doing. She stood still for me as I bound her wrists behind her back with the leather.

I pressed against her from behind, leaned in and kissed her neck while my hands roughly played with her tits. She tried rubbing her bound hands against my crotch. I stepped back out of her reach and pulled a handkerchief from my pocket. I folded it over before placing it across her eyes and pulling the ends sharply to secure it.

"Mmm, cowboy" she breathed.

"Don't talk".

I grabbed her by the wrists and steered her forward until she was about center of the blanket on the ground. Placing my hands on the outside of her shoulders I turned her around and took a moment to enjoy the sight of her. She stood silently, her breathing already escalated from her excitement.

Christy tilted her head in my direction. Trying to hear what was coming next, as I stepped away to grab a pair of scissors. She gasped again at the sensation of me cutting away her shirt and bra.

"You owe me a shirt" she mumbled, then groaned loudly as I pinched her nipple hard.

"Don't talk, Christy" I said firmly. I released her nipple after she nodded her head. I tilted her head up by pulling down on her hair and gently kissed her lips.

She obediently sank down to her knees when I pushed down on her shoulders. I watched her lick her lips hungrily as she heard me unbuckle my belt and pants. She had no idea how fucking hot she was in that moment. Waiting for my next move, waiting to please me.

I brushed the tip of my hard cock across her lips. She immediately slid her tongue out after it, just grazing over me, and leaving her mouth slightly open to invite me in.

I pushed my hips at her, slowly feeding her my cock which she took gladly. Christy used her tongue to massage against my flesh as I continued to very slowly push deeper, finally pulling back out once she gagged. I let her take a breath then repeated the process again, moving faster and just slightly deeper into her mouth. Again she gagged, and again I pulled my cock from her mouth and allowed her a quick breath before I was doing it again.

After a few minutes we had a steady rhythm built. Push in, gag, pull out, breath. Each time I was able to get just a little more of my cock down her throat. I quickened the pace, holding the back of Christy's head in place as she struggled to keep up with me.

Saliva coated my entire length, a small trail trickled down her chin. I slid into her until she gagged again then pulled back just a little, keeping myself in her mouth and slowly rocking my hips against her. She alternated between tightening her lips around me and relaxing slightly. Her tongue constantly rubbing against me or swirling over the head.

I groaned as she expertly worked my cock over. She matched every groan by moaning/humming over me, bringing me closer and closer to release. I pulled out of her mouth, leaving her panting, her chest heaving up and down. Guiding her head, I brought her mouth to my balls and she instantly began to lick and suck. I stroked myself slowly as I watched her then pushed hard back into her mouth as I felt myself on the edge of coming.

Both my hands behind her head, moving her mouth quickly up and down on me as my hips moved to meet her. She gagged loudly time after time until I finally held her still and released my load into the back of her throat. Christy struggled to breath around my cock still in her mouth and my come filling her, but she finally managed to swallow it. I smiled and slide out of her as she sank down, resting her ass on her ankles, and still catching her breath.

I removed her blindfold and untied her wrists. She remained kneeling, head down and rubbing her wrists while I pulled my pants back up. I started to wonder if it had been to much for her and stood looking down but she continued to avoid looking up at me. I walked over to the mini fridge, grabbed a bottle of water and brought it back to her.

"Thanks", she whispered and took a couple of long drinks.

By now it was stifling hot inside the barn even with the front door wide open.

"Stay here, I'll be right back" I told her.

She nodded and took another drink. I grabbed a couple more bottles of water and walked out. As I saddled two horses I started feeling guilty. None of the girls my age that I had been with were even remotely close to being able to handle me. I had thought Christy was. She had certainly managed it well, but her reactions afterward left me uneasy. I knew I had to set us back on track if I wanted to keep her around.

I returned to the barn with the horses and tied them nearby. Inside, Christy sat on a hay bale, cradling her water bottle. When I entered she wiped her eyes with the back of her hands and then crossed an arm over her exposed breasts and still wouldn't meet my eyes. I couldn't tell if she had been wiping tears away or just rubbing her eyes from all the fine dust inside the barn. I removed my shirt as I walked to her and draped it over her back and shoulders.

"Come on, lets get out of here" I said softly.

She slipped my shirt on, buttoned it and followed behind me out of the barn.

"I don't feel like riding" she said when we reached the horses.

"It will be fun," I urged, "I wanna show you something".

Christy stuffed her water bottle into the saddle's side bag, then let herself up by the stirrup, avoiding the hand I had out to boost her up with. I saddled my horse and took the lead as she followed close behind. I took her over the property until we descended a hill, a small watering hole lined with trees lay at the base.

I dismounted, tethered my horse nearby and did the same to hers after she stepped down. She had walked towards the edge of the water while I was busy with the horses. I untied a blanket from my saddle and carried it with me down to where she was standing. After laying it out on the grass I walked up behind her, wrapping my arms around her. She stiffened a little but allowed me to pull her back, leaning her against me as I told her the story of me and my dad digging out the watering hole years ago. I kept my tone soft as I spoke, feeling it slowly calming her.

I kissed her neck tenderly, and whispered in her ear, "sorry if I got too rough back there". She moaned at my touch and let a long breath out. I felt her nod her head. Taking her hand I lead her to the blanket where I made very slow, gentle love to her just the way she liked. By the time we had finished Christy was back to her old self again.

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Christy walked sexily back to where I was watching her propped up on my elbows. She pulled a small envelope from her pant's pocket and flicked it to my chest. I rested on my side as I opened it and Christy laid down behind me, kissing my shoulder as she watched me open her gift.

I pulled out a small piece of paper. There were only five lines of type, each line a woman's name followed by her age and a phone number. I turned the paper over but it was blank.

"What is this?" I asked while rereading the list.

"That, cowboy, is how we are going to make your business bloom."

Christy stood and began dressing herself as she continued explaining, "Each of those names is a woman from my divorce group. They've heard quite a bit about you and are anxious to begin riding lessons... Horses optional. I'd told them you would be in touch."

She tossed my pants at me.

"How about that shower?" she said as she pulled my shirt over her and began buttoning it.

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