was no breeze. She saw Phil ride up.
'You better go and check on your father,' she said. 'I don't think he's feeling too well.'
She watched Phil run into the stable and that made her laugh all the more. Then she spied this huge black car driving into the area. It was obviously one of the more expensive makes and the man who owned it had to be rich. James Nickles, she thought to herself. That's who it must be. She watched the car as it drove right past her.
As she found out later in the day, Tom had taken off from the tracks.
Before he had left though, he had called the man he worked for to tell him he was leaving. James Nickles, who never usually left his mansion, had driven all the way out to the track by himself to try and talk Tom out of leaving. But by the time he had arrived, Tom had already left.
The anger was written all over his face, and he was desperately trying to find someone who could take over for Tom. There wasn't anyone available. Everyone else at the track was working for someone else.
That was when Vicky made her move. And when she saw what his horse looked like, she made her move even faster.
'I'll be your trainer,' she said to Mr. Nickles, going right up to him, when she saw that he was all alone.
He had just looked at her and laughed. 'Why, you're just a kid. You're still wet behind the ears.'
'I may be just a kid,' she said, 'but I know more about horses than any man alive. I'm sure Tom told you all about me.'
'So you're the girl,' he said, looking her over with more interest now.
'From the way Tom talked about you the other day I expected an older woman. Not that much older, but certainly not a teenager. I suppose you and Tom must have fucked before he left, didn't you?'
'All last night,' she replied.
'Did he tell you he was leaving?'
'Yes he did,' she lied.
'Did he say why?' James asked.
'No, he didn't mention that,' she replied.
'With you here, I'm surprised he didn't stay,' James said, really looking her over now. 'I would have, and you can bet your last dollar that I am going to stay now that I'm here. Yes sir, I'm not leaving for anything.'
'Do I get that job?' she asked.
'Wouldn't you rather be my wife instead?' he asked. 'I can give you anything you ever wanted. If you like horses that much, I'll buy you all the horses you could ever want. The best horses that money can buy.'
'Let me think about that for a while,' she said.
'Okay, you do that. In the meantime, let me see what kind of a trainer you'll make. I'm really curious if you know as much about horses as you say.'
'I know more than anybody,' she said a sly smile coming over her face,
'and someday I just might show you just how much I do know.'
James looked at her and a knowing smile came over his face. He didn't say anything though, and he just walked away. He turned though and said, 'I'll be back later tonight.'
'I'll be here,' she said.
Vicky got the few things that she had and moved into the room behind the stable where Mr. Nickles' horse was. Phil and Jack didn't say a word to her when she went and got her things, and they didn't say a word to her when she left. In her new room, Vicky fixed everything just the way she liked it, and then she went out and checked on the horse.
The animal was damp with sweat and still breathing somewhat heavily.
The jockey had just brought him in from his afternoon workout. Vicky told him she would take care of the horse, and the jockey just went off without saying a word. Vicky just stood there, her mouth wide open.
What a horse, she thought. What a beautiful horse.
In her whole life she had never seen an animal like this. He was perfect in every way. She stroked his head, his long neck, and all across his back to his flanks. She would have to devise that method she had been thinking about the other night, and do it quickly. She could hardly wait to get this horse's cock inside her.
She could see his erection now. It would fill her up to the brim, and there would be lots left over. And when he came, the force of his orgasm would probably knock her right out. She could feel her mouth watering for it and the next thing she knew she was down on her knees beside the horse, and she was grabbing for his cock.
The horse's cock was still soft, but not for long.
'Come on, Jocko,' she said, calling him softly by his name. 'Get hard for me, Jocko. That's it, big boy. Get hard for me. There, that's it.'
Jocko's hard cock looked like the biggest cock she had ever seen in her life. For now all she wanted to do was look at it. It was just too enormous for words. She held it up in both hands and she felt its hard skin. Jocko was moving somewhat but she made him stop doing that soon enough. Now she was pressing his cock gently, and then she applied a little more pressure.
Jocko seemed to like what she was doing, and he was making these soft sounds way down in his throat.
'That's it, Jocko,' she said. 'I'm going to make you feel okay, and you're going to make me feel okay. Just you wait and see. You and I are going to make each other feel all kinds of things. All kinds of things.'
She began to stroke his cock back and forth along the whole length of his long meaty shaft, and then she even began to stroke his balls. She rubbed them both, and then she began to kiss them. Before kissing or sucking on his cock, she meant to do a complete job on his balls first.
And that was just what she was now starting to do. She kissed them all over first and then she began to suck on them. She pressed her tongue into them and then she just licked them all over. She could feel them swelling up and that made her lick them all the faster and all the harder.
Of the three horses she had now sucked off, she could tell that he was going to be the best. His balls were so big and hard that she'd gotten turned on just by looking at them. Soon she was getting even more turned on, now that she was actually sucking. So turned on that she couldn't stand it.
She was stroking his cock the whole time that she was sucking on his balls, and that made her shake all the more. She could feel herself getting warm inside, and she could feel his huge cock getting warm inside also. It was actually burning up inside already, and it made her hands burn just by touching it.
'You beautiful cock,' she said out loud. 'You great big, beautiful cock. The things you and I are going to do together. This is just the beginning.'
Now she was sucking all the harder on his balls, and she was stroking him even harder than she had been. She had one hand up on the head of his cock and she was squeezing it. She was fingering the crack, and even trying to get her finger right inside it. She rubbed it back and forth just as hard as she could.
Jocko stood perfectly still the whole time and was letting her do whatever she wanted. And she was doing just that. She was now kissing the bottom of his cock, the part just above his balls, and then she began to run her tongue up the entire length of his cock right to the head.
She just kept running her tongue back and forth like that and she could feel his huge meaty cock throbbing all the more because of it. He was really throbbing now, but she could tell that it would be awhile before he came. She licked him all the harder now, and shortly his huge cock was standing out like a medieval maid may never have seen except in their sleep or strangest fantasies. It was deep into her cheeks now as she reached out to nearly arm's length to grasp the penis at its base and, with both hands milk it down with her fingers. The sheathed muscle rippled under her sliding clutch.
Vicky was oblivious to everything but this hard cock that she now had in her mouth. She was sucking on the head of Jocko's cock, and she was sucking it very gently at first. She kept stabbing her tongue into the small crack, and she could tell that he liked that. She could tell that he liked that a lot.
'You like that don't you, Jocko?' she said, pulling her mouth away for a second, and no longer.
That was as long as she could stand not having his cock in her mouth.
She was back sucking on him now and she could feel his cock getting bigger and bigger. To her, anyway, it felt as if it was getting bigger and bigger. He was getting as big as a telephone pole, and maybe even bigger than that.
There was no telling just how long she could keep sucking him before he would then come. Maybe she
