Matty pulled a pile of multi-colored cloth from the cedar chest and turned, dropping the pile on the bed. Jeanne put out a quick hand to steady it.
“There, you should find a blanket you like in that pile,” Matty said as she sat on the bed. The pile bounced, dangerously close to falling. Jeanne leaped forward and slapped a hand down on the pile of blankets again.
“Sure, I don’t need much, it’s really not that cold. Thanks for your help.”
“No problem, mom said to help or she’d skin me alive. Ooops,” Matty said giggling, covering her mouth with a slender hand. “I wasn’t supposed to say that.”
“I understand,” Jeanne said with a quick smile. “I’m kind of scared too. This is really strange to me, I’ve never been out of Cincinnati before, much less seen a farm. Does it always smell like this?”
“Sure, I guess. You get used to it.”
“I’ll try. Why does your brother always stare at me, Matty?”
“Jeremy has never seen a grown up girl with tits like yours,” Matty nodded at Jeanne’s chest as she bounced on the mattress.
“They are kind of nice,” Matty finally admitted. She looked down at her own nearly flat chest with a frown. “I don’t know how you get them to grow, mine sure won’t.”
“You’ve spent your whole life on a farm, you grow muscles, not tits. Tit’s come from fat.”
“Really? So if I was fat I’d have tits?”
“Probably,” Jeanne said uncomfortably. Although she was 18, the same age as her friend, she felt like she was light-years ahead of Matty in some areas. The two girls had met at the new student orientation at Ohio State in Columbus about two months earlier, where they’d found out they’d be rooming together.
They had exchanged a few emails and chatted online over the next few weeks, and discovered they had a lot in common. They liked a lot of the same music, they both enjoyed reading sci-fi and romance novels and both hoped to pursue careers in the medical field. When Jeanne’s mother was suddently killed in a car crash, Matty had extended an invitation to her to spend a few days at the cattle farm in Seville, supposedly so they could get to know each other better before starting their college classes in the fall, but Jeanne suspected it was her friend’s way of offering her the chance to get out of the house for awhile. Whatever the reason behind the invitation, Jeanne had gratefully accepted.
“Where is everybody anyway? Shouldn’t we be working or something?”
“Naw, not today. I’m supposed to show you around. Dad’s working at the Regan place today, and Mom went to a cattle auction to look at calves, neither of them will be back until after midnight.” Matty replied.
“Come on, I’ll show you around,” Matty leapt to her feet and grabbed Jeanne’s hand. She dragged Jeanne downstairs at breakneck speed, then out across the yard to the front of the barn. They entered the haymow through a small trap door above the milking parlor. In a moment they were across the nearly empty haymow to the small square door leading to the calf pen. Matty placed a finger on her lips and gently pulled the string that opened the door. She slipped the loop over a nail and laid down to look through the door. Matty noticed Jeanne’s absence and turned, beckoning her forward.
“See, down there, that’s the calf pen,” Matty pointed to the far side of the barn. “This is one of my favorite places to just quietly watch them.”
She suddenly realized that Jeanne’s face was two inches from her own. She looked at the soft, red lips and without thinking about what she was doing, or the possible consequences, she leaned forward and kissed them.
“Hey, what’d you do that for?” Jeanne restrained the impulse to wipe her lips on the back of her hand.
“I don’t know, you just looked so sweet… and sad. I’m sorry.”
“That’s all right, Mom used to kiss me all the time. I kind of miss it.”
“I’m sorry about your Mom, I can’t imagine having to deal with the loss of my mother. They’re just supposed to live forever, somehow,” Matty replied, her voice letting the thought trail off into the quietness of the loft.
“I haven’t wanted to talk about it, it just hurts in places I never imagined …” Jeanne said softly.
“You want to talk now?” Matty’s voice was so sympathetic that Jeanne felt like crying.
“No, not really.” she replied, with a trembling on her lips. Jeanne saw it and couldn’t resist the urge to make it go away.
“Can I kiss you again?”
“Ok, I guess. But not a deep one, I can’t stand deep kisses. Some guys I’ve dated practically shove their tongue down my throat and think that’s kissing.”
“That’s fine, I don’t know what they are anyway,” Matty whispered as she moved her mouth closer to Jeanne’s while looking in her soft, brown eyes. Jeanne finally closed her eyes and let her lips touch hers. At first it was a delicate touch. In a moment it grew more urgent. Jeanne felt an arm go around her body. She rolled over on her back and allowed Matty to lay atop her. As the kiss grew more prolonged and more passionate, Jeanne felt Matty’s tongue gently begin to explore her mouth. She found she didn’t mind and opened her mouth and fenced back with her own tongue. She sucked Matty’s tongue into her mouth and giggled at the desperate choking sound coming from Matty.
“What are you trying to do, rip my tongue out?” Matty chuckled softly.
The two continued to explore with their lips and tongues, when Matty finally broke away and sat back, gasping for air. “I’m getting hot,” Matty finally confessed.
“Me too,” Jeanne said with a soft smile. “I fantasied about taking a roll in the hay, but never with a girl.”
“A roll in the hay?”
“Never mind, it’s an old joke.”
“Jeanne, can you do me one more favor?”
“What?”
“Well I know we’ll be roommates for the next couple of years, but I’d really like to see your tits up close, while we have a chance. I’ve never seen a pair of soft, firm tits like yours before in my life.”
“You want me to take my blouse off and show you my tits?” Jeanne asked with surprise.
“Yeah. Do you mind?” Matty’s face was so innocent that Jeanne knew she couldn’t be faking such naivety.
“Well ok, but just a couple of buttons, I don’t want to get caught like this if your brother comes snooping around.” Jeanne said as she began to unbutton the top buttons of her blouse.
“There, does that satisfy your curiousity?” Jeanne asked as she pulled open the top of her blouse to reveal her ample breasts.
(more…)
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