“We sold. “Hard to find someone out here,” I said. Sarah’s eyes were looking my way, but they no longer focused on me. Her breasts pushed against my chest. Sarah looked at me. We didn’t have anything to trade unless he wanted a hog or two. He sped up but kept the faster pace without delivering. He let her pleasure him this way for a few minutes, then lifted her onto the bed. Her body twisted and jerked. They lay motionless for several minutes before she dropped her knees, and he rolled off her. He said that they had kept two wranglers through the winter, and he was sure glad they had. “My wife is not for sale, and I’m insulted that you would think so.”
Sarah had a funny look on her face when her eyes met mine. His face flushed as if the heat had risen from inside his pants all the way to his hairline.
