What’s Hidden Beneath (closed thread)

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Ginny Tanner

19yrs old, 5’5, 110lbs, blonde hair, blue eyes

“Oh shit! Oh fuck! Come on move mister, say something, anything! Fuck!”

Panic had set in now staring down at the naked man who just happened to have his cock buried in my tight twat. Not only had he gone limp suddenly, but the pained look I thought was pleasure on his face now looked quite different. It was no use, I had tried for several minutes but either the man had suddenly gone into a coma, or he was dead and I had a pretty good idea it was no coma.

I climbed off him and paced back and forth across the room wondering what I should do. Call the cops, oh that would be good, like they’re really going to believe he just up and had a heart attack when they saw him tied to the bed like that. Damn, tied, I quickly took care of that, stashing the scarves in my bag, and my heart stopped when I heard the knock at the door.

“Ginny, ya thru in there yet?”

“Oh God, Peg, I think you better come in here.” I said racing to the door, thanking my lucky stars it was her.

“OH MY GOD, what the hell did ya do to him? Calvin isn’t gonna like this at all, not at all!” Peg remarked but was already gathering up my things and motioning for me to change.

“Fuck Calvin, it’s not like I work for him. But shit, what am I going to do? I‘m pretty sure the old bastard is dead.” I said nervous and scared as all hell while I stripped off the leather thigh high boots and leather skirt. I reached over getting my bag, pulling the pleated skirt and blouse for my next job down the road.

“Forget about wearing any of those things, put them all back in your bag. Look, don’t take ANY of his money or things and let’s get out of here.”

We quickly emptied the room of all my things, leaving his alone. Across the hall in her room she handed me a pair of old worn jeans, a flannel shirt and a short black wig. She was going to tell Calvin I wasn‘t around today so she signed in some traveling salesman early this morning. Then she made a phone call while I got dressed, pinning my long blonde hair up under the wig.

“Oh this will never do, ya still look like a girl, stuff these in your shirt and pants. Good thing you’re not that big boobed or we’d be in trouble. Better to look a bit like a husky guy where you’re goin.”

By the time Peg was done helping me, I did look more like a guy, and with the straw hat she gave me, I actually looked like some farm boy. That’s when she laughed and gave me the address of her uncle who lived alone out in the country and had been looking for someone to help him out at his ranch. She let me know I would be able to handle the job, but I might have to sleep in the hayloft above the barn considering he wasn’t planning on any borders, just a helper. Of course, considering I wasn’t to let him know I was a girl, that would work out better anyway and from the sounds of it, this uncle of hers didn’t want to be bothered by no girl, let alone one in my profession.

“Just so as ya know, I told him ya don’t talk much and you’re kind a shy, so whatever ya do, watch the language, hide your own bag of stuff and make sure he knows ya met me in the diner where I work.” Peg said sternly, but winked. I hugged her, thanking her for helping me out. By the way she acted, I had a good idea there wasn’t too much she hadn’t seen and even though this was an accident, she knew exactly what would have happened if I had called the cops.

With my bag of things, a bag she gave me with several more flannel shirts, another pair of trousers, guy things and the cash I had been saving, I slipped out the back, making sure Calvin never saw. I stuffed my things in the saddle bags, exchanged the straw hat for my helmet and got on my motorcycle headed out to the country. Damn, if I didn’t have the luck, if it wasn’t one thing it was another. Hell, she never even told me his name, how old he was or if he was even nice at all. Well, I had learned more in the last several months than my entire life and I had played many roles, never a guy, but hell it actually might be nice do something else for awhile.

 

[Vikingboy]

Ken O'Dea

Ken O'Dea put down the phone... "Well, shit, another boyfriend coming out from pretty Peggy. Everyone of those boys turns out to be a freeking wimp! Not one of them does a lick of freeking wqork on this farm! Oh fuck, I guess I'll put up with THIS one, too, or Suzy'll be all over my ass." His sister was an absolute bitch when it came to Ken helping out with Peg. If she'd just razor strop the girl, maybe she'd stop catting around with drugged-out losers.

Well, anyway, some company would be good, even if the boy turns out to be useless. Keeping up with the haying was driving him nuts & he hated paying his neighbor to help him out. Somebody who could haul bales, even for a day or two, was better nothing.

Ken settled into his evening routine: dinner, a beer, and cruising the net for porn to jerk off at. Ever since Kelly, his dear loyal wife, had run off with that fucking tractor repairman, he'd had nothing to beat but his meat. And while it was impressive meat, almost 8" long, it wasn't getting him dates, what with working 16 hours a day on the farm. It kept his 6' frame in very good shape ... still 195, just like in college, but at 35, he wasn't much for dating anymore.

He found his current favorite site, teenage bondage, and brought up a new set of photos...a girl and a boy, both tied down, both being masturbated by an older man... It didn't take long before he stroked himself to a powerful orgasm, imagining being that man, stroking them both off and then...enjoying himself....with both of them.

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He hauled himself off to bed and slept hard, like always. This new boy would arrive the next morning, and he wanted to be well-rested. He figured the next few days would be pretty damned rough.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Ginny Tanner

After driving for quite awhile, it was well into the wee hours of the morning, but I managed to find this place Peg had told me about. In the dark, it was rather hard to tell just what it looked like and considering the hour it was and only a dim light coming from the house, I decided to walk the bike up the long gravel driveway, not wanting to disturb the man just yet. Waking someone up at this hour surely wouldn’t be the way to start off a working relationship.

Parking my bike, next to some trees, I noticed his large front porch with some furniture on it, including a lounge chair. Hell, it beat sleeping on the ground, just had to make sure I was quiet, I thought to myself, wouldn’t want him coming out with no rifle and shoot me before we even were introduced. I pulled off my helmet, hanging it on the bike handle and after straightening out the wig, got the straw hat back out.

Quietly I made my way up on the porch, thank god it was fairly quiet and no barking dogs, and I laid on the lounge chair. Damn, it was so quiet out here, peaceful, nothing like the city and I was really happy it wasn’t all that cold yet. Gazing up at the stars, I couldn’t believe how many there were, shit, I don’t think I had ever seen that many. I looked up for quiet awhile, all sorts of thoughts going thru my head, but mostly wondering what sort of man I was going to see in the morning.

With the hat covering my face, it didn’t take me all that long to fall asleep, although a bit restless hoping I was going to pass off as a boy for this guy. Good thing I didn’t have some high pitched squeaking voice or I would surely be in trouble, but I still better try and tone it done when I had to talk.

 

[Vikingboy]

Dawn comes mighty early on this farm. At 6 the cock had crew often enough that Ken dragged himself out of bed and shuffled downstairs, naked as was his usual manner. He grabbed a cup of coffee and headed out on to the porch to check the weather signs. Slight wind out of the southwest, clear sky, nothing on the horizon. 70 degrees already. Goddamn, that meant a scorching hot day. He turned to go back inside when he saw something on the lounge chair.

He walked closer, ready to go inside and get a gun. "Well, damn, a boy, maybe 17 or 18. Must be my new hired hand. I can't have him seeing me naked, or he'll think I'm a pervert." As he turned to go back in, he stepped on a very loose board that made a god-awful noise.

He went in, put on a t-shirt, overalls and boots. He went out to wake the stranger, only to see that he was already awake.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Ginny Tanner

I was jolted from a sound sleep by some horrible noise but what shocked me even more was seeing the naked ass of a man walking back in the house. Holy shit, was he always in the habit of walking around naked, I wondered. Course having seen enough men in my profession, that was one nice build on the guy and one hell of a nice ass.

I sat up, wiping the sleep from my eyes and tried to get a handle on things before he came back out. Adjusting my clothes and seeing as it was already warm out here, this outfit I had on was going to be way too hot as the day went on and I was going to have to do something about that soon. Just as I was putting my hat back on, he came back out and hell the front of him looked even better than the back. Alright Ginny, get a grip, you’re a guy and unless you want any more trouble, you better keep it that way.

“Hey, the names Tanner, Peg said you were needing some help.” I said, toning down my voice as low as I could get it while I stood up and offered to shake his hand. “Hope you don’t mind, but I got in kind of early and didn’t want to bother you so I thought I’d rest till you got up.”

 

[Vikingboy]

Ken

I took the boy's hand. Something was weird here, but I wasn't quite sure yet.

"Good to meet you, Tanner. That a first name or a last name?"

I turned, "Come on in and have some breakfast. All I have is pancakes, syrup, eggs, and coffee. After we eat, I'll show you the barn & your room. Then we'll get to work."

After he sat down, I watched him from under my eyelids. He seemed ok, but something was wrong. Just couldn't get it yet. As he ate ravenously, I told him about pay ($25 a day plus room & board), schedule (6 days a week, Sundays off, unless we'd lost a day to rain the week before --- sunup to sunset, 1 hour off for lunch.)

After we finished, I showed him the old barn, mostly filled with hay & alfalfa I sell to the local dairy farmers. He had a hired man's quarters there, or could take the spare bedroom upstairs in the house.

"I'll give you a couple of hours to get settled. Then come find me in the house, Tanner."

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Ginny Tanner

Well I must say, he had a firm handshake, considering I had to grit my teeth not wanting him to notice any flinching or twisting like it hurt. Having come up quickly to just use my last name, I was a bit caught off guard by his question and mumbled it was just what people called me.

I followed him in the house, and hell I didn’t care what he was offering to eat, I was starving. The smell alone had my belly roaring when he set it in front of me, and I wasted no time in scarfing it down. I shook my head agreeably as he told me about the pay, hours and room, and damn, sure sounded like a hell of a lot of work for that kind of pay considering what I was use to making in an hours time. But then it was a hell of a lot better than jail and a place to hide out, food to eat, I really wasn’t about to complain. I also noticed he kept giving me some rather strange looks, like he was trying to figure me out or something. Actually so far, he was being quite a nice guy about everything, and maybe this was going to work out after all, I thought to myself.

After he showed me where I could stay and offered me a room in the house, I quickly looked up at him.

“Out here will be just fine, wouldn’t want to intrude or anything. I’m use to stuff like this.” I remarked in that deep voice. “I’ll just get my things from my bike and settle in here. I sure do want to thank you for everything.”

I waited for him to leave to retrieve my stuff from the saddlebags and hell I still didn’t know his name or much about him. Going to the barn, I quickly looked around for a safe place to keep the bag with my client outfits along with my own clothes. Then I had to giggle, even if he found panties and bra’s, I could always just let him think I was just that kind of guy, but better hide them. No sense giving him anything to get suspicious about.

I was quite relieved to find a small shower in the quarters, with a small bed, dresser with even a light. Not bad for a hired guys guarters, although after stripping down, and getting under the water, it was a good thing I was really warm from wearing all those close cause there was only cold water. I kept listening for sounds and as much as the water felt great, I needed to change back quickly. With a clean pair of panties and bra, I found a dark t-shirt, stuffed the pillows back under the shirt and put the jeans back on. It was still warm, but better than that flannel shirt and the cool water helped quite a bit. I hid my own things between the mattress and spring of the bed and then emptied out the guy things Peg had packed for me in the small dresser. With the wig back on, straw hat and all, I headed for the house.

“I’m thru getting settled in, you got some work for me?” I called out walking in the house. I didn’t see him in the kitchen, but damn I could swear that someone was fucking by the noises I was hearing. Hell, maybe Peg was wrong and he didn’t live by himself. “Hey I‘ll just come back later.” I called out again and instantly the house went quiet. I sure wasn’t going to go looking around, although, getting a closer look at him naked if that be the case…Damn Ginny, you’re a guy, a guy remember that!

 

[Vikingboy]

After I left Tanner in the barn, I went back up and washed up the dishes. Something was wrong with that boy. There was too much around the middle, like he had eaten way too much, or he was hiding something, smuggling something in here. And that hat...I mean, what a ridiculous hat. But if he wanted dress that way, it was okay by me. And when he walked away from me...well, there was nothing wroing with the rear view at all. His ass was slim and pretty, just the kind....

I settled in at the computer knowing what I needed, right then. I browsed casually, teasing myself, feeling my erection grow. It took a while to find just the site I wanted... "Teen Angels" .... the site that specialized in both boys and girls. I watched a few of girls getting fucked and girls sucking off their "uncles" and they were working. Then I found a good one, a brother and sister visiting a farm where they met a willing "uncle" who fucked the boy in the ass while the girl sucked the boy's cock. My cock was throbbing and I started stroking it off. I had the speakers turned up...who cared how loud it was...and I was getting there, my big cock throbbing, when I thought I heard something else in the house.

I stopped briefly, then heard the voice again,

"Hey I'll just come back later.”

. It was the boy, Tanner. Dammit! I turned the speakers down and listened. Nothing. I listened a bit longer, then figured I was ok. I had to finish this job before I went to find him. I restarted the mpeg and went back to work, turning the speakers to half.

I didn't hear the door creaking open....

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Ginny

I was about to walk back out the door when I heard the sounds again. Damn this was too much, what was one little peek, my curiosity as usual was getting the best of me. I quietly moved down the hall where I heard the sounds coming from and saw the door ajar. Pushing it open just a bit, my mouth dropped open but I couldn’t help grinning.

Why look at him, sitting there watching that porn on the screen, jacking off, and speak of nice looking cocks, damn. Hell, I was getting wet just watching him jack off. That’s when I took a second look at what was on the screen and was a bit thrown off. It wasn’t as if I hadn’t seen stuff, or that it shocked me that a guy was fucking a guy and a girl sucking the one guys cock, in my profession, not much surprised me. But what I was wondering now was what actually was turning him on? Shit, I might actually be in trouble here.

God, he was really into it, and suddenly I had the urgent need to rub my hand on my crotch. I didn’t really care what he was watching, but watching him was really getting to me.

 

[Vikingboy]

He sensed the prewsence rather than saw it, but he knew somehow he wasn't alone. He couldn't have cared less. The screen shots got to him and he thought of the boy, how nice he'd look bent over, with a cock in his ass.

He groaned and stroked his long thick cock harder. He whispered, "yeah, do it, take it, fuck me!" He almost screamed it and as he did he felt it happening...

And his cum flew from his cock, long thick streams of it onto his belly, his chest his neck. It was more from the girl sucking the boy than the uncle fucking him, but it was from both. He knew what he wanted, what he needed. And he knew that he wouldn't get it from anyone nearby.

He heard the muted groan behind him, saw the shadow, and turned........

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Ginny

Watching him getting so turned on, I finally slipped my hand inside my jeans and panties. I was rubbing my clit and finger fucking my cunt at the same pace he was jacking off, never taking my eyes of his cock. Oh fuck it felt good too and I leaned back against the wall a bit still keeping him in my sights through the door but not wanting to fall as I spread my legs further.

God this was incredible, now I completely understood why some of my clients had wanted to watch me or me with their partners. It was totally a new and most arousing experience I had ever had, well at least in a while. I watched how his cock got harder and when he started screaming out, I had to bite my own tongue in fear of joining in with him.

Then it happened, I watched him shoot his cum all over himself and I came instantly, my cunt soaking my buried fingers as it spasmed. I couldn’t help it, I let out a deep groan it felt so fuckin good. But then realizing my mistake, and lucky I wasn’t actually in the room, I backed away from the door. I yanked my fingers out of my pants, moving back to the kitchen and my pussy was still trembling, my panties soaked.

I made it to the porch, sitting down on a chair, squeezing my legs together still enjoying the feeling, trying to catch my breath and hoped my heart would stop racing before he cleaned himself up and came out. I wasn’t sure if he heard me or knew I was there, but with all the noise from the screen and his own, my own groan of pleasure surely had had to get lost in there somewhere. At least that’s what I hoped for.

 

[Vikingboy]

As I turned, I thought I caught a glimpse of something. Panic hit me like a ton of bricks. What the hell had I done? Had somebody been in here??

Then I heard the screen door on the house slam. Damn, he saw me. I'm shit now for sure. It'll be back to Peg & then Suzy and then....

I moved to the porch to explain. I mean, if I could keep him quiet, maybe I'd be ok. I looked out the window and saw hm sitting there. He was squeezing his legs together like he needed to piss. Either that or he trying to settle something down.

I got my self together, wiped my chest and belly off, threw on my shirt, and went out there. As I looked at him, I knew somethig very strange was going on. The hat was askew as was his hair...what in the hell????

"Look Tanner" I blurted out very loudly. He looked up and I saw those eyes. Then I looked down. I could have sworn there was a wet spot in the crotch of those jeans.

I looked up again and then reached over to tough his hair. He moved to turn away just as my hand touched his head....

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Ginny

I looked up, startled by his loud voice when he came out and pulled back when he reached out towards my head.

“Hey fuck man, not the hair,” I gasped out, much to feminine most likely and my hands instantly went to the top of my head.

“Sorry, but uhm…well I went looking for you and well, I saw some people fucking on that screen and I left.”

I went back to talking in a deep tone and as he pulled his hand away, I could tell he was checking me out big time and I needed to come up with something really quick. Just seemed after what I saw, I was almost screwed either way I went.

“Look mister, I’m not exactly sure what you were watchin, but hell, porn is porn and I’ve watched several myself. Nothing wrong with us guys getting our rocks off however we can. And don‘t go worrying about me saying anything to Peg, hey girls just don’t‘ understand that shit, ya know!”

I did my best joking with him, gave him a quick wink, grabbed my crotch like guys usually did, then stood up, hoping that my nonchalant attitude relaxed him some.

“So we going to get some work done today or what?”

 

[Vikingboy]

"Yeah, work... sure, ummmm, Tanner....."

I knew there was sonething real wrong. Hell, the boy sounded ljust like a girl for a minute there. Maybe that made sense....

Anyway, we headed down to the barn and I put Tanner to work hauling bales of alfalfa. It's a tough, sweaty job, especially in a sun-drenched barn. We worked for about 15 minutes, Tanner managing one to my three or four. I figured, kids out of shape and doesn't know how to use his legs to lift. So, when we stopped to move to a new pile, I joked, "Getting tired, boy? Need to lie down?"

He blushed...blushed! I just laughed and said, "You gotta lift stasrting from the floor." I showed him how to squat a lit, spread his legs, grab the baling twine and lift straight backed. Well, when he tried it, three things happened. First, he opened his legs and that wet spot was still there. Second, his shirt opened a bit at the belt line and I caught a glimpse of something, but it sure wasn't skin. Third, when he threw his shoulders back, he had something like a bust.

"What in the hell?" I thought to myself.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Ginny

God these bales of hay were a lot heavier than they looked and with the temperature outside rising, I was really starting to get warm. Damn, I knew he saw me blush and when he laughed I wasn’t sure if he was making fun of me or what, but there really wasn’t anything I could do about it. Little did he know I would have liked very much to just get out of these hot clothes, that sure would help doing this job some.

Not thinking, I followed his directions, anything that would show me how to carry these would be a help. When I stooped down and spread my legs feeling my belt loosen a little, I noticed his eyebrows raise a bit. But then when I had to throw my shoulders back, I saw his eyes look directly at my chest and it was rather obvious I wasn’t all that flat there. Damn, why did he have to be so observant? My first day on the job and here I already had a wet crotch and looked as if I were shoving out my tits. Hell at this rate I might as well just strip and show him what’s underneath all these clothes.

“Thanks for the help, looks like this job is gonna get me in shape for sure.”

I chuckled deeply, trying to laugh off my obvious inability to lift too much and the way he kept looking at me, still trying to figure something out. I finally managed to lift the bales a bit more easily doing what he said, but I found myself having to constantly adjust my belt. Sweat was beginning to form on my forehead and drip down my nose which I had to keep wiping at. Underneath all these clothes, I was layered in sweat and damn that cold shower would be nice right now, course watching him work, looking so good and picturing what I had seen earlier wasn’t helping either.

Thinking I was getting the hang of this, I decided to try lifting two at once, wanting to show him I wasn’t all that weak. I no sooner picked both bales up, grunting a bit, and then let out high pitched shriek as I fell forward on top of them.

“Mother fuc…”

I swore as I went face down in the hay with my hat flying off and my ass raised up in the air.

 

[Vikingboy]

When Tanner slip and fell, I laughed out loud and helped him to his feet. I admit that maybe I held too tight or too long, but when I felt the body under my hands, I knew that this was wrong. The arms weren't a man's arms, nor was the waist iI touched a man's waist. In fact, it felt like padding. And the hair slipped again. I saw a shock of gold hair beneath the black. And the ass I felt was definitely a nice round sexy ass. I felt my cock stiffen. Boy or girl, there was more here than met the eyes.

It was time to bring this part of the game to a close. Whatever this boy was hiding, I meant to know it. He might be a runaway, looking to avoid his parents, or a fugitive trying to evade the police. Whatever he was, he was going to reveal himself to me, now.

I looked down at him and said, "Glad you're all right Tanner. I don't want you hurt. Only lift one at a time. It'll go faster that way."

I turned to my work, but stopped. "Damn it's fucking hot in here, huh, boy?" I wiped my brown with my sleeve, then unbuttoned my shirt and took it off, revealing a soaked thru t-shirt beneath. "Come on, boy, better get comfortable," I said as I turned back to face him.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Ginny

By the way he helped me up, grabbing me, holding me a bit more than necessary and then the look on his face, I could tell he knew something was up. I reached for the wig, trying to adjust it and felt my own hair poking thru. I got the impression there was a good chance he saw it and shit, now what. Damn, this was not going well at all, with things like this happening how was I supposed to keep this charade going.

At first I was relieved when he turned to go back to work, but then he had to go and take his shirt off. God, the way his t-shirt clung to his chest, soakin wet like that, I stared at him and had taken a deep breath without even thinking. Shit it was fucking hot before, but if he was going to start stripping, I already knew it was going to get a lot hotter, at least I was.

“Sure is getting fuckin hot in here,” I said, grunting a bit in a deep voice and looked away from him at the same time wiping my brow. “But hey, what’s a little heat, I’m comfortable enough right now.”

I started back to work, but the heat was getting bad and I was soon noticing that just like his t-shirt was clinging to him, mine was starting to do the same. The stuffing wasn’t all that obvious, but there was a definite outline on breasts beginning to show and damn if my nipples weren’t starting to poke through the shirt. I swore softly to myself, now doing whatever I could to keep my back to him.

 

[Vikingboy]

We finished the work, getting over 300 bales moved in two hours. I pushed young Tanner hard, not really paying any more attention to the weirdnesses once we started back to work. Occasionally I would stop and watch, admiring that ass in those tight jeans. Boy or girl, it didn't matter. THis would fire my dreams tonight.

Every once in a while, we'd stop to have a drink, but he'd keep his back to me. Strange, that. I tried to catch a glimpse of his face...still a pretty boy face to me. And, as usual as I worked hard, the friction made my cock stir, the sweat made me hot and my nipples hardened.

Finally, we were done. Before I'd go inside after work like that, I always washed up. Usually this meant a shower, but today, I didn't feel like going to all that work. So, I grabbed a couple of buckets, filled themwith water and just dowsed myself with one. Then I turned to Tanner and did the same to him.....

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Ginny

I was certainly thanking my lucky stars we were thru, the heat was becoming unbearable and it was getting harder to not look at him, keeping my back to him. I was looking very forward for him to go inside so I could strip down and get under the cold shower to cool off. Nothing had prepared me for being doused with a bucket of water, cold at that, and as much as it felt good, I let out a high pitched shriek from the shock alone.

My t-shirt was instantly snug across my body, showing every line, curve, pillow and the cold water alone had my nipples harder than rocks. I reached up covering my chest, gasping a bit, but had a good idea he had seen plenty already.

“Fuck mister, you aught to warn someone when you’re gonna do that.” I managed to say, trying to keep that deep tone.

 

[Vikingboy]

I roared out loud at the reaction and drank in the sight. Were those nipples...and hard ones at that ... there? And what was that around Tanner's middle?

"Well, Tanner, life is just chock fuill of surprises... Like you, for instance. What do you say you drop the voice, or rather raise it, and tell me exactly what in the hell is going on here? You're the strangest looking boy I ever did see....if a boy is what you are."

I sat down amd looked at him, or her, or whatever, blocking the door from the barn so that he could not escape. And I stared at him, my shirt stuck to my skin and my jeans outlining my physique completely.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Ginny

I stared at him for several moments, trying to come up with something to say, to keep the charade going but hell, by the expression on his face and what he had already seen, it seemed a waste of time lying. I finally pulled the wig off my head and shook my hair letting my blonde hair loose, the pins falling to the floor. And damn, it felt so good, just getting the hot wig off my head helped cool me off.

“Alright look, I’m a friend of your daughters, I needed a job and a place to stay. She told me about you needing some help, but she didn’t figure you would hire a girl, so, well, so much for the disguise.”

I finally blurted out, actually, it wasn’t like I was lying, so maybe I missed a few facts, but it wasn’t like he had to know everything. As I stood there watching him take in what I was saying, I also lifted up my t-shirt a bit, pulling it of my jeans and discarded the pillows, another refreshing relief.

 

[Vikingboy]

“Alright look, I’m a friend of your daughters, I needed a job and a place to stay. She told me about you needing some help, but she didn’t figure you would hire a girl, so, well, so much for the disguise.”

I laughed and shook my head. "Hell, Peg knows I'd hire a girl or a boy, man or woman, to help here. But, ok, so what do I call you?"

I looked at her, blonde hair, nice figure, oh my god breasts and ass, and I knew this could be trouble. The girl exuded sex. And wet, well, I'd heard about wet t-shirt contests, even watched one of two on tv, but here was one right in front of me. My cock had a mind of its own and it took a strong interest in "Tanner".

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Ginny

“My name’s Ginny, Ginny Tanner and what about yours? You still haven’t told me that and neither did Peg.”

I was smiling at him now, especially when he laughed, making me feel more at ease about not being bothered that I was a girl. After what he said, I had to wonder why Peg had told me what she had, but then maybe she had her reasons. Standing there, I couldn’t help notice the way he was gazing at me with the wet t-shirt look, and glancing down, I noticed a slight tightness in his pants.

“Maybe I better go change and get out of these wet things. So am I still hired or what?”

 

[Vikingboy]

"well, we both should I guess. I'm Ken O'Dea, by the way. Peg's mom is my big sister. Oh, and the job is yours...you throw bales pretty well. Same terms as before." I smiled and offered my hand in friendship and to seal the deal. I gave Ginny a good firm handshake, then spoke again.

"By the way, living out here, well, it might prove dangerous for you...you know, tramps and vagrants tend to pick a baren and sleep there... so if you want, that room in the house is open."

I left her to think about it and headed up to the house. Damn, but I needed some private time to sort this out and control my hard-on.

Once I got up there, I stripped and tossed the wet clothes in a basket. Then I put on a pair of gym shorts and retired to the computer room to "meditate". Soon my best teenage girl/Older Guy site was up. So was I!

 

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Ginny

I was relieved to hear that we still had an agreement even though I was a girl and his offer now about staying in the spare room in the house sounded pretty appealing now.

As soon as he left, I quickly stripped the wet clothes off, thankful to be rid of the pillows and wig now for sure. I pulled out my own things and quickly slipped on a white thong, pair of tight fitting cut off shorts and a snug white tube top. If I was going to be out in the country in this heat, whether working or just outside, there was no sense wearing too much of anything. Plus, the thought getting a better tan now that I didn’t have to wear all that stuff did enter my head.

Now, about staying in that spare room, there were more than a number of advantageous that I could think of taking it, such as watching him get off like I had earlier. A smile creased my lips, recalling that his pants were rather tight when he left a little bit ago. Hmmm, wonder what he’s up too, I giggled to myself, getting an excited shiver just at the thought.

I quickly packed my stuff up and decided I would go for the spare room, what the hell, might as well stay there now that he knew my gender. Although, I still better remember to hide some of my outfits, might not be a good idea if he knew my profession. When I got to his porch, I laid my wet undies and clothes over the railing so they could dry.

“Hey Ken, about that room, I think I’ll take you up on that,” I called out when I walked in the kitchen carrying my stuff.