Lassoing His Cowgirl(2)

I loved my father and I respected him, even though I really wasn’t his son. Every time I thought about that shit I didn’t want to have anything to do with any female. I remember the moment I found out, I had overheard the social workers say as they separated us. “You know the boy didn’t belong to the father, right?”

“Wow, I thought there wasn’t much of a resemblance. Did he know?”

“Yeah it was in some of the papers. It takes a real man to raise someone else’s little bastard even when the broad leaves.” Every time I thought of it, it was like I was reliving that moment, the moment that caused so much hurt for both Stacy and me. My anger was boiling over.

I growled as Stacy finally appeared with her tail, Ryan, wrapped around her. “David, what’s wrong?” Stacy said was she looked at me with concern.

“Nothing, just wondering when is dinner. I am starving.” I complain though in reality I just wanted an excuse to see her, so I could determine if this fascination was a passing thing and if he was just like every other greedy ass female.

“My mom and sisters are all in the kitchen finishing the dinner right now. Well, all except for the brat, Evelyn, she is going out with some friends. She will be back later tonight.” Ben, Ryan’s beast of a big brother said, as he walked in on the conversation. Damn I was ready to jump down his throat for letting her go out, like I had the right to be upset. Why the fuck was I pissed for? I didn’t even know this girl and I was feeling all kinds of stupid for nothing. Hell, the girl was too young for me. I am in my thirties for heaven’s sake and she is barely twenty.





Evelyn


My ass is sore as hell, I had been out riding all day, trying to avoid our newest guest, who I knew was Stacy’s brother, a hot shot computer millionaire, and the hottest man alive. Oh my, could that man be any better looking? After riding I took a shower and called Riley who was on his way out and asked if I could tag along. I was meeting them at the lake for a bonfire.

I had just gotten down the stairs and stood at the living room doorway and spotted him. He stood about six foot two and for and for a computer guy he was just as built as my brothers. His dark hair was the exact opposite of his sister’s coloring, she was like me. He stood there in a suit with his hands in his pockets stretching his pants, so I could make out the outline of his ass. I never noticed a guy’s backside before, but there was something about the way his shoulders were so large and tapered down to his waist and then his ass rounded out before going back to his muscular legs. Seriously this man was just no ordinary pencil pusher.

My body started the tingling thing again as soon as I got down the stairs and was only getting worse by the moment. I have to get out of here. He is staring at my high school graduation picture, where Christine took me to get my makeup and hair done. Did I just hear him? He said I was beautiful, but then again he didn’t know that I wore jeans, boots and tee shirts and never wore make-up. He wouldn’t like me then, I am sure of it. I walked into the kitchen where, most of my family was at and I gave my excuses as to why I couldn’t make it to dinner, but I think my parents caught on. It didn’t help that I couldn’t stop looking over my shoulder.

My mom knew all about my fear of rejection and only some of what happened with Kevin. It was silly really. It all started when I couldn’t find a date for the 8th grade dance because every guy thought I was one of the boys. Feeling sorry for me one of the guys asked me. Wanting to feel as pretty as the other girls, I decided to dress up for the dance only to end up decking Becky Simons in the jaw for making fun of me. By the end of the week, I gave up on being one of the girls and never tried to get dolled up again, except for Ben’s wedding and of course for Ryan’s tomorrow. Even Kevin, dated me just to see if he could turn me into a woman on an initiation challenge for his fraternity. I thought about the night I walked in on him and his friends talking about me.

“So Kev, what’s up with the little country girl? I thought you were supposed to pop her cherry already.” It was his friend Jarrod who asked laughingly.

“Don’t worry guys. I won’t fail. She is as green and as plain as they come. I don’t know how she could have two hot sisters and mom and she looks like a country bumpkin. I have been trying to smooth talk her ass and it is working according to plan. It won’t be long before I have her plain ass bleeding on my cock. Look I got her to come to the city for school. If she didn’t her brothers would be coming after me, once I ditched the little dyke after taking her fresh young pussy.” I tried to fight the tears. It was hard to control the pain. I wasn’t someone special he just wanted to fuck me, and he didn’t sound too thrilled with it like it was some fucking chore.