Semua Bab The Age Plus Billionaire Cowboy: Bab 71 - Bab 80

Monday . . . Ray and Ava had arrived back to Townsend around ten a.m. The boys were already in school and Jesse and the hands were out on the range. Ray and Ava had spent their extra day in Kalispell in bed. The owners had said that only Ray’s room was available for Sunday but Ava’s had been booked. It was no big deal as far as they had been concerned. Ava just moved into Ray’s room for one day – and it was the best day Ray has had in a very long time. After Ray had helped Ava to get her packages and luggage to the cottage, they had a quickie. Afterwards, he reluctantly left her to go to the stables. He wanted to check on Nicklaus and the rest of the horses. Ray had no idea how Nicklaus’s trip had gone so he radioed Jesse to meet him at the stables. Ray was looking over his favorite horse when Jesse walked in – with Gill, Lance, and Matthew. They caught him up to speed and said it was good to have him back.For some reason, Lance seemed

A week later . . .The past seven days had been a whirlwind. Dax had passed his driver’s test – he was finally a licensed driver no learner’s required. The family attended the last Boy Scout badge ceremony for the year. Tom had earned four badges. They had even taken a picture together. They had all insisted Ava be in the picture with them. Ava helped the boys with their Christmas shopping. Last night, for the first time in three years, the Steeles had a Christmas party for the ranch hands and their families. The ranch hands’ significant others had brought a dish so Ava only had to cook two dishes herself. And tonight was the Christmas service and program at St. John’s Episcopal Church.Ava was dressed in a Santa’s helper outfit. She donned the infamous Santa hat on her head. The hem of the red swinging skirt of her dress came to her knees trimmed in white fur along the hem. A five inch, black belt was around her waist and the collar of the dress was cut in a V-shaped with white rabb

Ava was still in her Santa Helper’s costume as Ray plowed away inside her. All he had taken off her was her panties. He had slipped them over her black thigh-highs and boots. He wouldn’t even let her take the stockings and boots off. He had said that she looked sexy in the outfit and he wanted her to leave it on – so she had. At first, he had her mount him and ride him for a little while as his hands roamed over her body. Now, he had her flat on her back at the edge of the bed. He was standing as he thrust in her. Sweat gleamed on his body. Ava gasped as the ultimate pleasure was coming on. She moaned and cooed and then grabbed her breasts as she felt her nipples ripen under the costume. Ava’s legs were wide open in the air. Her limbs trembled as she cried out his name in ecstasy. Ray grunted and then let out a loud growl as he stilled, pressing his pelvis hard against her. She felt the creaminess of his semen unloading into her soft, we

Christmas Day . . . Ava had woken at six a.m. to get a big Christmas breakfast on the table in the dining room. She wanted Christmas Day to be special for all of them. This morning, the boys didn’t bother getting dressed. They came downstairs in their robes and pajamas. Ray was dressed in a pair of jeans and a long sleeved sweater. Jesse showed up wearing a sweater, too. At least they weren’t those ugly Christmas sweaters. There was at least four inches of snow outside. It had snowed a little yesterday and overnight. Ray went outside and asked Ava to keep the kids busy in the dining room while he was out there. She wasn’t sure why, but she could tell he was up to something. He had returned just when they were starting to eat. The boys sucked their breakfast down so fast that Ava worried that they were going to make themselves sick. They were excited to get the exchanging of gifts underway. They practically ran thr

“Mom?” Tom stretched out. It’s like he couldn’t believe it – just like Dax couldn’t believe it. “Oh, Tom,” she nearly cried. “My god, look at you. You’ve must have grown a foot since I’ve last seen you. Maybe a little more. My baby boy is growin’ up.” “A person can do a lot of . . . growing in two years when you don’t see them,” Tom said with a frown. “Oh, honey. Please know I’ve missed you – and your brother. But . . .” “But what?” Tom asked, urging her to go on. “But Uncle Luke meant more to you than us? But you were too busy to even call? But you were more concerned about singing for strangers than your own family? But –” “Tom,” Dax interrupted. “What you’re saying isn’t helping.” Tom whirled on him. “It’s helping me!” Dax rocked backwards, taken aback by Tom shouting in such a deep voice. Tom’s voice wasn’t changing – yet. Or he didn’t think so anyway. “Tom, I can explain, h