Jodie's Slaves Part One - Sex Stories

Jodie's Slaves Part One

... wanted. I went to visit my elderly mom an hour or two three times a week and did grocery and errands. Julie had dance lessons and swim meets and Brad on her heels. It was good to see Jodi take such an interest in the horses and things she could do in the barn. I did have some errands to run and would be leaving Jodi alone at the house for her first time.

She insisted she was fine with it and wanted to get started on making a harness from the leather straps we had so many of.

“Okay then, I will be gone for maybe two hours or so. You know where everything is and this is your home now so feel free to do whatever you want okay” I said to her, trying to project the absolute sincerity I felt. I wanted her to feel at home.

“Be safe out there Barb and don't worry about me. I have plenty to keep me busy “ Jodi said with a warm smile on her face. When i turned to leave she was laying out some of the long leather straps on the workbench and looking very happy indeed.

The week had gone pretty well, considering I was a confused horny mess and trying my best to not lust after teenage girls. My world had been turned upside down with Jodi messing with my head and my own confusing desires tugging at me more every day. I wasn't sleeping well or eating well or able to concentrate on things without my mind or body reminding me of the near obsession I was dealing with. Too suddenly after years of being so straight I had never even imagined sex with another woman and then to find ...

... myself fixated on Jodi and trying not to over Julie was a strain on my self control. I was doing okay when not near her but whenever we were together my eyes wandered and my mind drifted. The sheer sexuality of young women had truly become an obsession. Then there was Jodi’s flirting and innuendos putting lumps in my throat and butterflies in my belly numerous times every day.

We had made it to Friday morning. I don’t know how, but we made it.

The horses had been a great distraction for me and for Jodi too it seemed. She was spending a lot of the time in the barn grooming, feeding and taking care of the horses. She had not only made a halter for topaz with her initials nicely carved in it, she had made a nice set of reins, some belts and other things she refused to show me stating, “They were not ready, yet” She had used more than I expected of the straps and hardware, but the saddles were cleaned and oiled, the barn cleaner than it had been in years. I was not going to begrudge such a competent worker a little extra leather and fastenings. It was really great to see her getting so involved with the horses.

Julie was leaving for the day at some point. I put together a nice picnic lunch for us as Jodi saddled the horses and filled the saddle bags with blankets and halters and whatever else we may need for when we stopped and took off the bridles so the horse could graze some as we ate and relaxed at the old farmstead we were riding to.

When I got out to the barn she had ...