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Uncle's Farm (Celebstars and Randomname98766789)

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With a kiss on the lips, the pair said their goodbyes before the girl left the home. Brittney hopped in to the big red truck that they owned and she made her way down the graveled path on to a tarmacked road situated between two fields. Living in the countryside, there was nothing but plains of grass, separated by white fencing to determine each person's land.

A thud sounding noise was made as the twenty 25 year old was driving. The truck's left front wheel hit a hole on the beaten up road, but given the vehicle's large size it hardly affected the journey being made towards her Uncle's farm. Over the last few years, Brittney had been looking after her son and of late had been itching to get out of the house. With no need to get a paid job because of her husband's wealth, in order to keep her busy she decided to help out her relative. Her father's brother.

The direction her journey took her was a dead end, but her Uncle had the last remaining property before the forest took over the land. Arriving at his home, she parked her truck in front of his and got out. Being quite short, she needed the step attached otherwise she would have to jump.

Wearing a grey hooded top which was quite baggy, she had her long black hair in a ponytail and wore the same coloured yoga pants on below. It showed her tight rear and perfect shape. Welly boots accompanied her outfit. Knocking on the door with a hand clenched in a fist, she held her truck keys in her other hand and waited for her Uncle to answer.
 
Fifty-year-old Harvey Smith was busy on his farm. Although he was expecting his niece Brittney today, the work never stopped. The male had dirty blonde hair that was trimmed short to his head. He stood at just underneath six feet tall and was not the most fit man around. Despite this, working on a farm was physical work so while he did not look like a bodybuilder, the older male had plenty of muscle. The muscle was fortified through a lifetime of working on his parents’ farm which had now became his farm. It was his pride and joy. Everyone knew that about Harvey.

His personality fit a farmer. He was a quiet man that enjoyed the little things in life. He was down to earth and loved being outside. Nobody was kinder or calmer than Harvey. Everyone loved the male and felt surprised he never married. Though he would never openly admit it, this kind of lifestyle was lonely and he craved companionship. That was why he offered a job to Brittney. She would help him around the farm and keep her uncle company. Truth be told, he was always jealous of his brother for having such a beautiful daughter. Little did he know, Harvey would soon look at the brunette in a different light.

The rumbling of an engine sounded down the long, busted driveway. Currently dressed in a straw cowboy hat, a long-sleeved, light blue and orange checkered t-shirt, blue jeans, and boots, Harvey stood from his current job and stretched. The pigs were given food and it was time for a break to show Brittney around the farm and introduce her to this kind of work. Honestly, he was intrigued to gauge her reaction. Would she even enjoy this? She stayed at home most of the time and worked at Roman’s brand name store. What would a woman like this think of such dirty work?

Ignoring the unavoidable aches and pains of farming, Harvey approached the backdoor of his farmhouse. Once inside, he washed his hand thoroughly before hearing a light knock on the door. Representing the best smile on his face, he rolled up his sleeves. All of his exposed skin was glistening with sweat, dirt, and grime. He was truthfully working hard. After twisting the doorknob and pulling open the door, he was greeted with the sight of his niece.

“Brittney, hey! There you are. I was wondering if you would show up.”

Harvey eased, wrapping one arm around her neck before inviting her inside his home.
 
"Hey, nice to see you. Of course I would show up." She replied, feeling his arm wrap around her neck. Walking in to the home, it was looked quite messy, clearly the scene of a man's home. A single man that was. Clutter had piled up, items which he found on his journeys stacked on shelves, tables and whatever else he could find. "I see you have done some cleaning.." Brittney joked. It was how she knew the man to be, he had always been like it.

Walking through the cluttered corridor, she came to the open space of the living room. Here it was tidier, there was a clean opening between the chairs and the TV with items hidden behind the sofa mounting up. "You really should think of at least putting some of this stuff in storage. But forgetting that, I said I would help you farm. So, what do you want me to do today? I even brought my boots, look" Kicking them out, she twirled for him, her ponytail flying in to the hair while she spun. For a split second he would have seen her ass before she faced him once more.

"Feed animals? Put up fencing? Dig? You name it."
 
Harvey found his niece’s twirling adorable on a different level. He watched her grow up her entire life. Now more than ever, he was paying close attention to the girl. Nonetheless, it was time to start working.

“The first thing you should know about working on a farm is there is always work to do. We have to prioritize the needs. First, we need to milk the cows. Follow me to the barn and I’ll show you how it is done.”

Milking cows should have been a simple task to start, Harvey thought. They had a dozen cows and he went through them all, telling Britney about each name and how important it was to bond with the animal. The pair reached the barn and Harvey entered the first stall. He sat down on a rusty stool beside the cow and placed a bucket underneath the utters.

“This is simple. Just line up the utters with the bucket and squeeze. Be gentle and keep squeezing until the milk stops.” Harvey did the first cow for a demonstration before setting the bucket of milk outside and returning to the second stall where he offered Britney a bucket and the chair so she could try for herself.
 
Following the uncle through the home, Brittney made her way outside, taking his lead as he headed towards the barn. Walking across the field, the girl understood what it took to run a farm. "I know it is hard work. I wouldn't of offered help otherwise. We have horses we tend to on another farm, so I have a basic idea."

As they entered the barn, Brittney closed the wooden door behind her, stopping a slight breeze from entering. The small group of cows were each in their own stalls and she watched closely as her elder gave her a demonstration on the first.

Now it was time for the girl to give it her own shot. Sitting on the chair with her own bucket, her hands reached underneath to grab the udder before she started to pull and milk the animal. Sometimes she did it wrong, but eventually milk was coming out at ease. "I'm doing it!" A proud smile on her face.

Now that Brittney was helping, milking the cows would have been done in half the time.
 
“You’re doing wonderful, Brittney. Keep up the good work.”

With a smile, Harvey left the girl alone as he started on the opposite end of the barn. It normally took hours to milk the cows but with two people working, it was done before an hour passed. Afterwards, Harvey showed her the refrigerated area where the milk was stored and poured into containers.

The next item on his chore list was gathering eggs.

“The chicken coop is behind the barn. We will go inside and pick up any eggs on the ground. Be careful, though. The chickens can be aggressive sometimes. You can usually just scare them away by flailing your arms and yelling.”

He figured it was important to tell her. The last thing he wanted was for her skin to get tore up due to scratches and pecks from the chickens. Harvey entered first and cleared the chickens away from the middle so they could start picking up the eggs and placing everything into their proper baskets. It was hard work living on the farm but it was worth it.
 
Once all the cows had been milked, the pair went to the refrigerated area and poured their buckets in to containers. Large holdings where the milk would be kept fresh. "You really wouldn't ever have to go grocery shopping would you" she smiled. Closing the barn door behind them once they exited, Brittney pulled her sleeves down over her hands on the cold day. The grey hooded sweater was quite big for her but it was like wearing a thick blanket. Despite being baggy, it never fell below that perfectly tight round ass in those black yoga pants.

Walking behind the barn, her long black ponytail swung from shoulder to shoulder. The chicken coop was smaller than the barn and it looked as though it needed some maintenance. Definitely a lick of paint. While gathering the eggs among some restless chickens, Brittney started to talk about the farm.

"Do you earn much from this place? Do you earn anything at all? You know I have some contacts in town because of my boyfriend. Maybe I could speak to a few people, drum up some business for you?"

Once the eggs had been collected, Brittney made sure to bring the relative outside towards her truck. "Hey come here, I have something for you." On to the driveway, the truck was big for her so like always she had to climb in almost.

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Having her back facing him as well as her tight rear, she was digging for some papers. Finally she managed to get them while leaving with a few short breaths. Standing on her feet she handed them to him. "These are some of the shops in town that I think could maybe help you."
 
It was honestly a tough life for Harvey. He grew all his food but hardly made any money. The most he ever sold was to various, small markets that nobody bought from.

“I don’t get much business here. All the stores seem to want their food from different places. We are not a big market here and I work alone so nobody really knows about it.” Harvey admitted although it did upset him to know this. Nobody wanted to take the chance on his product if so little people used it. In reality, Harvey was a skilled farmer and his food, milk, and other products were the best. He just needed someone to take a chance on him.

It lightened his day when Brittany said she had some contacts that he could use. That was perfect. If word spread about how good he was at farming, more people would want his product. Then, he would make more money, buy more farming equipment, and make even more money and sell more goods. Inside the truck, he stared at his niece’s ass and thought it was a damn shame he could not touch right now. Her ass was perfectly shaped and large in all the right places.

He looked at the paper after she skipped back onto the ground and a grin came to his face.

“Thank you so much, Brittany. You have no idea how much this means. If you want, we can ride out into town soon and talk to these stores. Then, we can grab some dinner at a nice restaurant before I take you home.” He suggested since his major chores for the day was done. Advertising was imperative and other farm chores would have to wait.
 
"Your welcome" His excitement and joy was rewarding for her. "We can do that, take a ride and see what we can offer although I think it would be best if we both smarten up a little bit, look presentable. Make a good first impression? Go and put something on that is smart, not
to smart though, I will drive home and change, then you can pick me up."

Once they had agreed on the plan, Brittney got in to her truck and drove up the lane back to her own home. Explaining what was happening to her family, she soon after jumped in to the shower after some hard work on the farm. Feeling fresh and ready, the mother and girlfriend wore some new clothes and waited for her Uncle to pick her up.
 
In agreement with Brittney, Harvey bid his niece goodbye. Immediately, the farmer entered his home and showered. Looking presentable was easy. The middle aged man was still good-looking, keeping in shape with taking care of his farm. He wore a light blue, long sleeved, button up t-shirt and some clean blue jeans. He looked nice but still looked like a farmer, keeping that ‘local’ look everyone should love.

After giving the woman time to get ready, Harvey made the trip into the city. He did not venture into the city often. It was already so noisy and he hated it. How did Brittney live like this? Parking his truck outside of her home, he approached the porch and the front door, knocking lightly on the wooden door, waiting for someone to answer.
 
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Once she was picked up, Brittney and her Uncle were dressed more smartly heading in to town to try and conduct some business for his farm. Brittney looked elegant in her skirt and top. It exposed her legs and the tattoos she had, a ribbon on either side. Her shoes gave her much needed height, she was almost as tall as her relative now.

"OK, these are the places I have marked out, we can hit local grocery stores and see if we can undercut their suppliers." Working for her boyfriend's business made her feel like she had become someone important.

"How do I look?" Crossing one leg over the other, her thigh was more exposed as her skirt rose up. "You look really smart, very handsome."
 
“You look incredible, Brittany. I cannot express how grateful I truly am that you are helping me. This is much needed. Thank you.”

Damn. Harvey always knew that his niece was beautiful – but the way she looked now made him want to describe her as sexy. It was not the typical way an Uncle thought about his niece, but that was just how the male felt right now and he could not help but stare at her. It brought a smile to his face when she said that he looked handsome. Excited to get started, Harvey walked with her out to his old pickup truck before they were off into the nearest town.

The trip was excellent. So many knew about Brittany and they were happy to sell Harvey’s produce. He already had twice as many customers as he had before the day started when they finished the run. The new appearance, his beautiful niece, and everything about the trip helped facilitate business. They had just entered into his truck again after visiting the last store.

“I would say that was a successful day. What do you think about us going out to dinner and celebrating?”
 
Stepping in to his truck, Brittney leaned over to her uncle and gave him a hug. "Well done! See! You just need to have a little faith, more confidence and a beautiful niece to help you!" Beaming gleefully, with a slight hint of smugness, the girl returned to her seat and placed her belt on. "I will keep these contracts, I get the feeling you will lose them!" Joking aside, she did feel like celebrating. "Sure, maybe a few drinks, I will have to get back. We can do dinner another time."

Going to a place in town, Brittney was at the bar ordering two beers. It wasn't until she saw the champagne that she changed her mind. Holding a big bottle in her hand, she held two glasses in the other and rested everything on the table they were sat at. "I think you should do the honours" gesturing for him to be the one to pop it open.
 
Accepting the bottle, Harvey quickly popped the cap off. With a huge smile on his face, the male started pouring the champagne into their glasses.

“I don’t often drink this fancy stuff.”

It was a monumental occasion, though. A change from the ordinary was necessary. Soon, the Uncle and Niece each had glasses full of the champagne. Raising his glass for a toast between the two of them, Harvey had a few sweet words to say.

“Here’s to hoping that my farm grows even more thanks to these new contracts. More importantly, here’s to my amazing Niece Brittany. I am so honored to have you in my life. Thank you for helping out your Uncle. I look forward to the amazing things we will do on the farm together.”

With a smile, he clinked their glasses together and started drinking. Already, the male spotted wandering eyes around the bar. Brittney was a sight that any man wanted to see. It was already making Harvey feel the need to be protective over her. The looks of the other men made him quite jealous.
 
While he was giving his little speech, Brittney listened. Her elbow was on the table and her hand allowed her chin to rest in it's palm. Smiling, she was proud of herself but also of her Uncle. Clinking her glass against his, she poured the drink in to her mouth, sipping some of the liquid. "I'm proud of you. Now that you have some money coming in, you can make repairs, maybe reinvest. But let's not worry about that to much shall we? Not yet anyway."

Crossing her leg over the other, her meaty thigh came in to view in her skirt. Her long black hair had a nice shine to it and it make her green eyes stand out.

As time passed, Brittney was actually having fun and found herself quite tipsy, bordering on drunk as she was at the Jukebox putting on tunes.

"Get her out of here please" The barman said to her Uncle.
 
Enjoying the night, Harvey paid little attention to Brittney’s drinking. In fact, he encouraged her. The more drunk she was – the higher the possibility was that something interesting might happen tonight. He refused to leave until the bartender basically kicked her out.

Walking towards the jukebox, he placed a gentle hand onto his niece’s shoulders. “Okay, Brittney. We need to get out of here. I’ll pay for the drinks.” Knowing she was likely barely able to stand on her own, Harvey helped support her if she needed it while he paid for their tab. Then, when they walked outside, he helped her again if she needed support walking.

They reached the truck soon enough and Harvey joined her inside. He intended to take her back to his place. He was not going to say anything, hoping that she was too drunk to piece anything together about her surroundings.
 
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