4 Calling numbers

We pull up in front of a gorgeous two story Victorian that is breathtakingly beautiful with it's light siding and dark blue trim."Wow! It still looks new!" I exclaim.

"Grandma died five years ago, right after I came back from college. I take care of it, so it doesn't have any issues. You want to go in and check it out? Grandpa and me come and clean it twice a year, so it may just be a little dusty." Ethan turns the truck off as we approach the stairs up to the wrap around porch.

"Of course! I have always loved Victorian homes, they're so detailed and cool."

We hop out and Ethan unlocks the door with it's stained glass window.

Walking in, I check my feet quickly and am once again left slack jawed.

The entry way is bright with mint green walls and white wainscoting, with antique furniture off to the left where the living room and fire place is, the left is a formal dining room and in front of us is a hall next to a staircase that curves up to the second floor landing. The staircase banister is intricately carved wood in the shape of a tree, that the branches make the banisters hand and support rails with tufts of carved leaves here and there.

He gives me the tour downstairs of the kitchen, library/office, laundry, pantry, sun room, and his grandparents master bedroom and bath.

Upstairs, is his parents master, his old playroom, two guests rooms, a reading nook set off in the turret, which has a door to the observatory at the top of the turret.

"And this is my old room." He opens the door and I walk in and see that he was into space, horses, cars and computers.

"Wow, so what did you go to college for?" I ask, as I check out some of his awards I see for rodeo events.

I'm bent over not paying attention and he pulls me back onto his lap, on the bed, where I can feel his raging hard on.

"Computer software and programming." He turns me sideways, so we can look at each other, and makes me feel how hard and big he is.

"I can work from here and still help grandpa around the ranch without leaving. When the kittens are not chewing through cords. I can't complain too much though." He grins.

"Why is that?" I ask wiggling a little, feeling his cock twitch in response.

"Because, it gives me a chance to do this again..." He brings his lips to mine and kisses me.

Moaning against his lips, I push him back onto his bed to straddle him, grinding myself against his body.

He lets me, gripping my ass and giving it a good smack that has me wet instantly, as I yelp in surprise.

I start to unbutton his shirt and pull it off him as he takes his off of me. He flips me over and tugs my shoes and pants of quickly, attacking my pussy with his mouth.

"Damn, you taste good." He groans as he slides his tongue salaciously over my lips and clit. He's running his tongue all over , flicking my clit making me gasp.

He sucks on my clit hard making me cry out and pant as I watch him working my body like it's his.

He has me cumming on his tongue in minutes, and is going for a second time when I beg him for more.

"Ethan... please..."

"Please what?" He asks with a devilish grin.

"Please stick your cock in me." I plead as he stands up and drops his jeans, letting his magnificent cock spring out for my hungry eyes.

I sit up and immediately start sucking on his cock, making him groan and his head fall back.

I push his cock deep into my mouth, letting it hit the back of my throat.

"Oh yes.." Ethan moans out as he watches me deep throat his cock. He runs his fingers through my hair gripping it firmly as he begins to fuck my mouth.

"Damn it." He grunts pulling his cock free from my mouth.

"Bend over, I wanna do you like I planned on this morning..." He instructs.

I turn over on my knees and present my ass and pussy up for him.

He teases my wet pussy with the head of his cock, making me get impatient and back up to get him in.

"So impatient for my cock." He chuckles.

I groan as he continues to tease and just when I'm about to try and back up again he rams it in to the hilt.

"Fuck yes!" I cry out as he stretches my tender lips and fills my aching hole.

I know I've been way too easy but for once, I'm going to let go and just go with the flow, letting a handsome stranger give me some amazing sex.

The way he's filling my pussy and groaning is so damn erotic, it's practically intoxicating.

His hands smacks my ass hard, making me hiss but his cock makes me moan.

"Fuck, you feel so damn good inside me." I moan out as he slides that hard rod in between my lips, making me wonder if this is what porn stars feel like when they get a good dick.

"It feel amazing to be inside of you." He says bending forward to grab my shoulders and force his cock deeper into my womb probing my depths to their maximum.

I feel my orgasm coming on, my body tightens and I feel like I can barely breathe.

"Oh yeah that's right, Samantha. Cum for me, show me how much you like this dick."

My core tightens around his cock as my body tightens from his cocks administrations.

"Oh fuck!" He cry's out. I feel the hot burst of cum from him shoot inside me that sends me over the edge into heaven.

"Damn, Sam. You keep that up, I may.... " He pauses and just stays quiet not completing his sentence.

He pulls out and opens his night stand drawer to pull a towel out. He cleans us up and I have to ask him.

"You may have to what?" I ask coquettishly.

He seems to avoid my eyes but he says " I was going to say do it again, but we better hurry. I don't want Pa to start worrying about us. We've been here a while now."

Oh.... That makes sense.

"Well we better hurry. Is there a comb or brush I can use to fix my hair?"

We straightened up, loaded the pipes from the garage and locked up the place before heading back to the cabin.

Pa was sitting on the porch, holding a little black kitten in his lap, and reading a book.

"Well, glad to see you two didn't get lost or eaten by a bear. What took you so long?"

Jim asked giving us both a parents calculative gaze.

"Sorry, Jim. When I saw it was a Victorian, I asked if I could get a tour and he was telling me about the house. It's beautiful."

I quickly interject before Ethan says anything so that he's not the one lying to his grandpa.

Jim just smiles, "You really liked it? Oh, that would have made Martha's day. She was so proud of her home... She designed it herself by the way. Anyways, I found the culprit to the wires. Orion here likes to chew on them and any other cord that moves..." Jim lifts the black cat by it's scruff. "So he's been sitting here with me till you got back. Let's go protect those wires real quick, boy."

He stands up and hands the kitten to me.

"Do you mind holding onto him in the house Sam, while me and Ethan go work on the wires?"

"Not at all." I smile scratching the little kittens head making it purr. I walk inside and sit on the couch playing with the little guy.

I hear the clang of pipes and the soft talking of Jim and Ethan, trying to be quiet but with the window open I can hear them perfectly.

"Is there something going on I should be aware about Ethan?" Jim asks in a hushed manner.

"What do you mean, Pa?" Ethan asks as I hear wires sliding through metal.

"Don't you play stupid with me boy. You know very well what I mean. I saw the way you two were looking at each other this morning in the barn and I know she was not asleep in her bed last night because the bed is still made."

Fuck

Is he mad cause we slept together in his house? Shit....

Guilt starts weighing on me that I didn't think, the old man probably feels disrespected that we would do that in his home.

"Pa this morning? I admit we're attracted to one another but she's a lady and I would never do anything if I didn't have the correct intentions. About the bed, I helped her make the bed this morning when she asked to borrow a long sleeve shirt since her clothes are in her car."

Ethan says nonchalant and doesn't say it in a hushed tone, probably so I would hear.

The way he is defending me, like I'm virtuous is making me blush, head to toe.

"Alright, I'm sorry boy. I was young once too, that is all I'm saying. Well, let's get in there and get her set up with the phone. See about getting her on her way, I know her family might be getting concerned."

"Sure thing, Pa." Ethan sounds a bit disgruntled at that.

I hear them walking in and notice the change in Ethan's demeanor.

Over his shoulder he tells us that he's got to check some stuff with work and heads upstairs.

Jim shakes his head, but seeing my concerned face watching Ethan leave, he gives me an encouraging smile.

"Don't worry about him, Sam. He doesn't like people leaving, if he likes them. Come on. Let's get a hold of your family, the mechanics in town and the tow company. Get you squared away so you can finish your journey." He motions me to follow him and in the kitchen is the phone that I can use.

Why am I not looking forward to calling any one of those numbers?