The Ranch

Savannah

"I'm wired... but exercise is so not what I had in mind. Relaxing was more what I had in mind. TV sounds pretty good..."
 
Dante: ( til VH returns)

"Okay, your apartment or mine Savannah? Cable, a tape or DVD movie," he asks as he mixes himself a tall drink.
 
Dante: ( til VH returns)

"Well okay pretty lady," he says with a grin as his eyes slide over her and he offers his arm, "shall we adjourn to the movie theatre then and since I'm leading the way we'll use my theatre."
 
Savannah

Savannah slides her arm through Dante's, a delicious shiver running up her spine as their skin makes contact. She feels something in his presence she hasn't felt in a long time... safe.
 
Dante: (til VH returns)

"Right this way my sexy bosslady," he says and leads her to his apartment door.

(OOC: Other than basics like bedroom furniture and living room furniture, the TV etc I'm not describing the apt so VH can decorate it as he wanted Dante to do it.)

He opens the door to the living room area and steps aside so Savannah can enter with his hand in the small of her back as if escorting her into his home, which in fact he's doing.

"Have a seat anywhere Savannah.
"Would you like some popcorn or a snack of some type to munch on as we watch a movie," he asks as he shuts the door.
 
Savannah

"Mmm... popcorn sounds good." Savannah tries to ignore the heat left on her back by the palm of his hand as he ushered her inside the apartment. "Please tell me you have an ice cold Coke hiding in your mini-fridge..."
 
Dante: (til VH re

"One big bowl of popcorn coming up Savannah and while I do it why don't you check out the cable channels for a movie or if there's nothing good there either the video tapes, DVD's or may the old movie channels.
"Coke, of course I do as well as milk and juice to one tall icy Coke with the popcorn," and he plugs in the air popcorn popper, puts some butter from the fridge in the auto melting part so it'll dispense automatically when it's time. Then he opens and pours a Coke as he waits for the bowl under the popper's chute to fill as he watches his sensual and seductive boss looking for something to watch.
 
Savannah

Savannah rifled through the movies, looking for something to watch. She squealed when she saw the DVD titled Hildago. "I've been wanting to watch this! Viggo is so hot..." the last part being muttered under her breath.

She popped the disc in the player and sat on the couch as she waited for Dante to finish the popcorn and join her.
 
Dante: ( til VH returns)

"Great and I just got it and haven't see it myself he," says.

"Back in a couple of seconds Savannah, I'm gonna get out of these boots and jeans and into a pair of shorts," he says as he vanishes into the bedroom.

No light comes on, but it's not needed as he doesn't close the door so has pleanty to see with as he sits pulls off his t-shirt and unlaces the steeltoed boots then takes them off.

He then shucks his jeans and goes to his chest of drawers to get a pair of shorts naked, since he was commando style dressed.
 
Savannah

Savannah waits until she's sure he's had time to change and then knocks on the door. "Do you have a t-shirt or something I could wear? I'd like to get out of this getup. I can't go back to my apartment cause Liz and the Sheriff are kind of busy right now."
 
Dante: ( til VH returns)

"Yeah sure Savannah," he says without thinking, "top drawers in the dressers," he says as he turns around to the open door holding the shorts in his hand.
 
Savannah

Savannah pushed the door open and stopped dead in her tracks as she saw Dante standing there, naked as the day he was born. "Oh shit... I thought I had given you enough time...I'll just..." not even bothering to finish the sentence, she rushed to the dresser and yanked open a drawer, pulling out a t-shirt.

Her face flushed with embarrassment, she clutched the t-shirt to her chest and practically ran out of the room, not stopping until she was in the bathroom with the door shut firmly behind her.

"What on earth is wrong with you Savannah Danielle?" she said aloud. "It's not like you haven't seen hundreds of cocks. You're a working girl for goodness sakes!" Still, she couldn't deny the effect Dante's nakedness had on her. Her heart hammered in her chest and her pussy was moist and tingling.

She untied the shirt and unbuttoned it, letting it drop to the cold tile floor. After a moment's indecision, she unclasped the bra, and it joined the shirt. Reaching behind her, she unzipped the short plaid shirt and pushed it down her shapely hips. With a sigh, she kicked off the heels and added them to the pile of her belongings on the floor. She pulled the t-shirt over her head, letting it drop over her petite frame. It wasn't very long, but the hem managed to cover her thong clad ass... just barely.

Rummaging around the vanity, she found a washcloth and ran it under the water and then scrubbed the make-up from her face. Feeling much more comfy, she took a deep breath and exited the bathroom. If Dante didn't mention her walking in on him naked, she wouldn't say a word either.
 
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Dante: ( til VH returns)

He's at the popper when she comes out, very obviously, in nothing but his t-shirt.

Now Dante's seen Savannah is a lot of skimpy thing, but none have been his and never when alone with him and in his apartment at that.

"Dammmmmn, do you looky sexy and tasty as hell," he murmurs softly as he watches her very impressive boobs moving under the thin cotton shirt and her nipples poking out the material before his eyes slide down to see the undersides of her ass cheeks where the shirt doesn't quite cover then up to her face again with another pause at her tits and nipples.
 
Savannah

Savannah blushed at his compliment. "Umm... thanks... though I don't see how you can say that. After all, I'm not fixed up any more or anything."

One thing Savannah never recovered after her abusive marriage was her self esteem. As long as she was in character as a working girl, in costume and face painted, she felt confident and at ease. However, if she was just being herself... like now... she felt far from sexy and definitely not beautiful.
 
Dante: (til VH returns)

He leaves the popper after giving it a shake to pop as many 'widows' as possible and goes over and takes Savannah's arm and leads her to a closet door and opens it. Inside is a full legnth mirror fastened to the door and now facing them.

His powerful hands grip her shoulders facing her right at the mirror as he says, "Look Savannah. Look at yourself in that mirror and tell me what part of you isn't sexy as hell and damned good to look at.
"Hell just looking at you when you came out in the t-shirt got me hard Savannah, do you think that happens when I see women who are skinny as a broomstick or fat, who are butt ugly?
"Hell no it doesn't so knock off that nonsense."
 
Savannah

Only Stevie, and now Liz, knew of Savannah's abusive marriage. As Dante held her in front of the mirror, she struggled with whether or not to tell him. She didn't want him to see her as damaged goods.

"Hell no it doesn't so knock off that nonsense."

Barely above a whisper, she croaked, "I can't help it Dante... after years of hearing I wasn't worth shit..." she can't finish her sentence as she has to fight to hold back tears that threaten to spill from her emerald eyes.
 
Dante: ( til VH returns)

The hands holding her shoulders slide around her body under her breasts stretcing the t-shirt tightly over them as he hugs her to him and softly says into her ear, "Any damed fool who told you that had to have been crazy as hell.
"Look at you Savannah, you have the body of a Playboy or Penthouse model, a model's face and you're smart as anyone I've known.
"Them saying that just goes to show you who was the real loser and the true idiot just dumping on you to make themself feel bigger is all.
"Can you say abusive asshole scumbag?
"I damned sure can if you can't Savannah."

And as he's speaking he looking at her in the mirror as he holds her against him, but not tightly as if trying to restrain her guessing the rest of what probably happened with an asshole like that.
 
Savannah

Savannah sighs, "I know he was an abusive asshole scumbag, but it's not that easy to erase the damage that he did."
 
Dante: ( til VH returns)

"How about this Savannah?
"Does this show you how you should feel about yourself and how you look," and his lips drop to the side of her neck so he can kiss and lick, bite just under her ear all the way to the base of her neck then across it's nape and up the other side to her other ear.
 
Savannah

"Mmm..." It had been so long since Savannah had been touched by a man who hadn't paid for her services. She leaned into his strong body. There was something she needed to ask him... but she couldn't bring herself to voice the words.
 
Dj

I'm Back Ya'll

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After being taken into the room she looked around and saw Randy move on over just a pretty as you please to the bed and sit. She gave him a sweet smile and lifted a hand up to that pony tail and pulled it free shaking her head so that long hair would flutter all around her shoulder hearing him ask her that question.

"Well, are you ready for the ride of your life?"


"I have ridden many a bulls, and heard much bull crap to. So do you think you can buck me off of you ya wild Bronco?" Oh now she was laughing she looked around the room and stopped in front of him as he spoke "I want you to do a strip tease for me, honey. And make it good. "

"Well then que up some music and we will just show you now won't we? "

The music seemed to echo around on as he hit the button a slow sexy gruve started to play on the stereo . The slow sensuous motion of the music seem to over take her she slowly shifted those hips around slowly her hands sliding up and down over her hips caressing her own self slowly a deep burning gaze did linger over those eyes that never left Randy's.

Long slender fingers slip up over her waist to her breast caressing those two full globes even higher to slide up over her neck and lift her hair of the back of her neck those hips keeping perfect time with the music.

Her whole body gliding in time with the rhythm of the tunes. she took slow yet sure steps around him bending over to unlace one boot the other fingers running now up one leg to her thing only to quietly roll those hips to lowered the hands back down to the other boot removing it. Still dancing about those hips and butt swaying in time with the tunes.

she worked her way around Randy a hand sliding over her cheek to trickle fingertips down his chest as she touched her breast. fingers easily opening that blouse only the tie held in place her back suddenly tuned to him as she lowered the blouse over her shoulder looking back with those big doe eyes smiling as the blouse dropped to the floor shaking that firm tight ass back to him. always in time to the music, Arms lifted up high in the air as that bared back and hips shifted in one sexy dances against those tight Dark blue Dasiy dukes that her cheeks now seemto hang out the bottom of form all this motion.:rose:
 
Randy

Trying to act like a john would, I slap DJ's ass cheeks and try to grab her thigh. She wriggles away and shakes a finger at me. "Just trying to simulate a real john, DJ." I'm enjoying her strip tease and I don't think I've seen one better.

Randy sits back, his cock tenting his pink Thong and pulling the cloth deliciously up his ass. "Wonderful, DJ. What do you do for an encore?"
 
"Wonderful, DJ. What do you do for an encore?"

She laughed at that never seeing a guy in a pink thong before she moved over there and straddled her bottom over his thighs and that Pink tent rubbing her jiggling cheeks that hung out of those short shorts over ha pink tent not seated on him but far enough so he could feel the heat shifting from her thighs over the head of that now leaking head trying to break thorough that pink fabric. Both hands reached back to bring them up over her tits so both his and hers griped to each bouncing jiggling boob. still in time to the music she rolled those hips her own version of the bump and grind.

" Encore...I'm just fixen to get started Randy. Hold on it's going to be a bumpy ride." Wiggling that rump over him and jiggling those tits so that the nipples hard and aching poked back at his palm in the right and he had a full hand full in the left. her hips never losing time to the music a slow grind to the left a faster rock to the right and back down over top him grinding those hips now fully feeling his cock to the crotch of those jeans.

She moved to stand up her hands sliding those jeans down over her White lace panties kicking the jeans to the side back down she went back to grind showing him her own thong rubbing her that over that tent now:rose:
 
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