I could feel my dick swelling between my legs.
“Are-aren't you going to help me?” I asked stiffly.
“Of course, I'm going to help.” she said, grabbing my crotch and squeezing my half erection, “I'm going to help you get rid of that bump in your pants.”
I pulled my hands from beneath the hay bale, letting it fall to the ground behind me with a loud thud. I lunged at Kate and the two of us tumbled to the floor, leaving clouds of dust and straw in our wake.
Kate sat on top of me, letting her whole body weight rest her whole weight on my crotch.
“Kate... don't...” I gasped. “Someone will see us.”
“There's no one here,” she whispered, leaning forward and pushing her breasts toward me.
Her hands disappeared between my legs and I could feel her fingers teasing my balls.
“There's no one in the whole world,” she hissed, her fingers closing around my raging erection. “Just you and me.”
My hands closed around her breasts and I could feel her nipples, hard as diamonds beneath the flimsy fabric. Kate threw back her head and a low moan escaped her lips.
“Take me!” she gasped, “Take your horny slut here among all the other horny stallions!
Her language shocked me. This was Kate, my daughter's best friend!
She tried to open my zipper, but it stopped her. I pulled her hands together and held them in front of her. She leaned forward and kissed me. I didn't stop her this time. I felt her tongue exploring the inside of my mouth and sliding down my throat. With a herculean effort, I pushed her away from me.
“We can't...” I stammered, “Not here... Not now...”
Kate didn't answer.
I staggered to my feet and picking up the bag of hay, carried it toward the stables. Lori was standing in front of Prancer's stall, feeding him an apple. Her face brightened when she saw me.
“Hi, Dad,” she said, “Do you need help with that bag? It looks heavy.”
“No, I'm fine.” I panted, sitting the bag down heavily.
“Have you seen Kate?” she asked. “Her race starts in 20 minutes.”
“I'm right here, Lori.” Kate said, appearing behind me. Her hair had been neatly combed and there was not a speck of dust or straw on her clothes. You would never have known that she had been rolling on the floor with me mere minutes ago.
“Did you fill out the entry forms?” Kate asked.
“Did I ever!” Lori answered, rolling her eyes. “You wouldn't believe how long that line was! Oh, I almost forgot, your mom just got here. Do you want to talk to her while I get Prancer saddled?”
“Why don't I talk to her?” I said quickly. “I'll keep her company while you two get ready for your race.”
I walked hurriedly out of the stables, avoiding eye contact with Kate.
The rest of the afternoon was a blur or meaningless conversation with Kate's mother, cheering on my daughter and Kate in their respective races, followed by more meaningless conversation. Lori had finished 3rd with Kate finishing 2nd, and her mother and I took turns admiring each girl's trophy as the crowds around us drifted toward the parking lot.
I looked up from Kate's trophy and suddenly realized that we were alone. I scanned the passing crowd, but saw no sign of Kate's mother or my daughter.
“Where did Lori and your mother go?” I asked Kate, who was trying hard to look innocent.
“Oh,” said Kate, absentmindedly, “Mom was going to visit some friends after the race and I asked if she could drop Lori off at her house while you and I take the trailer back home. I told Lori you wouldn't mind.”
“Did you?” I retorted. “Won't you need help with Prancer?”
“Prancer is staying here tonight.” she replied. “I have a riding lesson tomorrow, so there's no point in driving him all the way home just to bring him back again the next day, is there?”
“You've thought of everything, haven't you?” I said, a little pointedly.
Kate just smiled.
Neither of us spoke during the drive home, but I could feel the tension building. It was late in the day when we pulled into the familiar driveway of Kate's house. Kate jumped out and opened the garage doors as I slowly backed in. I parked the car and went back to detach the trailer hitch.
Before I knew it, the garage doors rumbled shut, plunging the garage into a murky twilight.
“Kate!” I called, “Open the doors!”
There was no answer.
Grumbling to myself, I managed to unhitch the trailer and walked to the front of the Range Rover.
I stopped. Kate was lying on the hood with her blouse open. She had removed her bra and I could see her round firm breasts gleaming in the rays of light that streamed from the cracks in the garage door.
“There's no one here,” she whispered, licking her lips. “No one else in the whole world.”
She motioned for me with her finger and I stepped forward like a man in a trance. I felt my dick climbing the inside of my pants like a wild animal struggling to be free of its cage.
“It's even bigger than before,” Kate said wistfully.
She slowly slid down my zipper and my erection surged to freedom. Her smooth hands grasped my pole and I couldn't suppress a low groan. Her soft wet lips closed around the swollen head of my cock and I felt her tongue exploring the contours of my shaft as she took me down her throat.
It was all too much. Her cheeks bulged as I exploded in her mouth. Torrents of cum streamed down her chin and splashed in large white drops on her bare breasts. I pulled back and Kate swallowed with an effort.
“You make me so horny!” I heard myself gasp. My voice sounded like it was a mile away.
Kate looked up at me and smiled. With a sudden movement, she grabbed my shirt and jerked me down on top of her. Her wet sticky lips locked
