babygirl67
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- May 31, 2009
Peggy-Sue slid out of Jimmy's truck, her face flushed from the kiss they had just shared, hair mussed and shirt in disarray. Turning as soon as her feet hit the loose gravel infront of her house, she waved her fingers, smiling shyly. "Thanks for the ride baby. Tomorrow morning, so I don't have to ride the bus?" Her tone was wheedling and pouty, as she gave him her best wide-eyed innocent look, ignoring the fact he had just had a hand up under her bra.
Leaning over to look out the passenger window, hand on the gearshift, Jimmy grinned and nodded, his blue-eyed blonde good looks as good ol' boy quarterback as they got. "You got it Peggy, as long as I have your promise that we have a date next Friday......"
Nodding, she waved one final time and ran up the driveway as he peeled out, book-bag slung over one shoulder, shorts riding low on shapely hips. Banging thru the screen door, Peggy-Sue went straight to the kitchen, tossing her bag on the sofa as she went, not worried about her mom's nagging. Mom and her brother Elroy had gone to see her grandparents, leaving Peggy and her sister alone with their father for the long weekend. She was free for the next three days....
Grabbing a coke from the fridge, she popped the top and took a long swallow, glancing at the clock, a slow smile curving across her full lips. Only 2.45, considering it was club day for her sister, that left her with a full two hours of nothing to do but..... With a giggle, she went in search of her father.
Running out the back door, she headed for the barn, sure her father was working hard as usual. Peggy-Sue looked like a typical high school junior, body ripe with curves, long dark hair that trailed down her back in a mass of curls and green eyes that could stop any boy in her class dead with the right glance. Pretty in an exotic way, she dressed the part, jean shorts and a white shirt that was sexy without being slutty, long tanned legs and Old Navy flip-flops that gave just the right casual tone.
Peggy stopped as she came up to the barn door, peering in to see what her daddy was doing. He stood there, shirtless, just in jeans and workboots, pitchfork in hand as he tossed the new delivery of hay bales into the proper place in the barn. His body was covered in a fine sheen of sweat and hay dust, skin browned by the sun, well muscled torso and arms rippling with every move he made. Exhaling with a sigh of delight, Peggy adjusted her shirt and looked down to make sure everything looked just right before stepping inside, cold coke in her hand.
"Hey daddy, working hard as usual I see....Need a drink?" She held up the open soda with a smile of invitation.
Leaning over to look out the passenger window, hand on the gearshift, Jimmy grinned and nodded, his blue-eyed blonde good looks as good ol' boy quarterback as they got. "You got it Peggy, as long as I have your promise that we have a date next Friday......"
Nodding, she waved one final time and ran up the driveway as he peeled out, book-bag slung over one shoulder, shorts riding low on shapely hips. Banging thru the screen door, Peggy-Sue went straight to the kitchen, tossing her bag on the sofa as she went, not worried about her mom's nagging. Mom and her brother Elroy had gone to see her grandparents, leaving Peggy and her sister alone with their father for the long weekend. She was free for the next three days....
Grabbing a coke from the fridge, she popped the top and took a long swallow, glancing at the clock, a slow smile curving across her full lips. Only 2.45, considering it was club day for her sister, that left her with a full two hours of nothing to do but..... With a giggle, she went in search of her father.
Running out the back door, she headed for the barn, sure her father was working hard as usual. Peggy-Sue looked like a typical high school junior, body ripe with curves, long dark hair that trailed down her back in a mass of curls and green eyes that could stop any boy in her class dead with the right glance. Pretty in an exotic way, she dressed the part, jean shorts and a white shirt that was sexy without being slutty, long tanned legs and Old Navy flip-flops that gave just the right casual tone.
Peggy stopped as she came up to the barn door, peering in to see what her daddy was doing. He stood there, shirtless, just in jeans and workboots, pitchfork in hand as he tossed the new delivery of hay bales into the proper place in the barn. His body was covered in a fine sheen of sweat and hay dust, skin browned by the sun, well muscled torso and arms rippling with every move he made. Exhaling with a sigh of delight, Peggy adjusted her shirt and looked down to make sure everything looked just right before stepping inside, cold coke in her hand.
"Hey daddy, working hard as usual I see....Need a drink?" She held up the open soda with a smile of invitation.