Montana Skies

Cindy's parents had been farmers too but were bought out by a big B&B investor. They'd moved to the city but kept in contact with the Keigan's and Cindy and Diane had remained friends. Karen though it was nice that they were still close but couldn't help but notice how Cindy's hand was moving up Diane's arm. 'Come on, you just met this lady Karen. You can't get jealous, much less jealous of her friend.'

Even as she was telling herself this she still couldn't help the feelings that were pushing their way to the surface. She watched their movements carefully, while trying to pay attention to what Robert was talking about. Robert was losing.

"Hmm? Oh, I'm sorry I didn't hear the end of that." She pulled her eyes away from Diane to turn to Robert. Robert re-explained whatever he was talking about as her gaze once again went to the freely moving hand. "Oh, really?" she gave simple comments, enough to trick him into thinking she'd been paying attention to him.

"Anyway Diane, I didn't just come by to catch up."

"Oh?"

"Your parents happened to mention to my parents that you were looking for some help. And, well..."

"I thought you had another year left in college?"

"I do, I mean I did. I dropped out."

"Why?"

Suddenly Diane realized how uncomfortable Cindy was talking about her problems in front of strangers. She took her hand and started leading her out of the kitchen. "Oh, excuse us." The three at the table nodded as Diane and Cindy quickly evacuated upstairs to the master bedroom.

"So, what's going on with you? I thought you liked college?"

"I did. It's just that, I didn't belong there. Everything was so fast paced and I was just getting left behind. I told my parents I needed a year off, maybe more. They understood. But, not just that, I missed you Diane..."

"What? No. You can't just come here and do that."

"Do what? We had something good together. I'm not saying that I'd want something all that permanent, but it could still work."

"Cindy, we agreed, we said it was just experimenting. I'm not gay. It was fine to try that kinda stuff in high school, but we're grown up now. We can't."

"Who said anything about being gay? I said we were good... Don't act like you didn't like it Diane, cause I know. So lets just chalk this up to further experimentation..."

"No Cindy. It's not right to do that anymore."

"So don't tell me you hired little miss blondie because she was good with a hammer?"

Diane wanted to argue, but to some extent Cindy was right. "She's not a ranch hand, she's a cook, a good cook at that. Besides she needed a place to stay and I needed good meals. There's no shame in that."

"Diane you can go about your little game all you want, but I know you well enough to know that you don't mean it."

"And why would you say that?"

"Because, I remember a eighteen year old girl who gave me my first real orgasm, and a lot more after that..."

"Cindy..."

"Oh, don't tell me you forgot who she was?" Cindy moved closer to her, smiling mischievously. "It was you."

"No..."

"No?" she moved to encircle Diane from behind, "Then you tell me who she was, because I'd like to meet her again."

Cindy slowly pushed Diane's hair to the side, placing light kisses to the nape of her neck. Diane could feel shivers run up her spine as Cindy kissed her. She shouldn't be letting this happen, but she wanted it so much. Cindy's tongue snaked out, running along the inside of her ear.

"Diane? Who was she?"

"She... you should stop."

"Is that what you really want? For me to stop?"

Cindy moved her hand to Diane's waist and the other was slowly traveling up her mid section. Flicking her tongue against her lobe she nuzzled her neck.

"Well? Do you?"

Diane could no longer suppress the moan that escaped past her lips. Cindy smiled against her hair and moved around front. "I didn't think you did..." Moving in she placed a soft kiss to Diane's lips. Diane instinctively leaned into the kiss, wanting more.

"Diane? Cindy? You hens almost done cluckin'?"

Diane pulled away at the sound of her brother's voice coming from the staircase. Cindy's smiled disappeared as she remembered they weren't alone in the house.

"Yea Robert, we're coming down now."

"Okay, hurry up though. We don't wanna have some sick lookin' cow or nothin'."

"Ok Robert."

They could hear his footsteps as he left the staircase back into the kitchen. Cindy didn't try to hide her disappointment at his intrusion. Diane walked over to the door, opening it.

"He's right, we should go. I figured you wouldn't wanna come, so I asked Karen to..."

She stopped talking as she saw the frown on Cindy's face, and her arms cross over her ample breasts. "What?" Cindy strode over to her, closing the door.

"I don't need to be babysat by Look at Me Barbie downstairs, that's what."

"That's not what I was trying to do..."

Leaning against the door she ran a frustrated hand through her hair. "Cindy..." Cindy turned around, her back to Diane. "Fine..."

Diane wanted to explain herself so that her friend's feelings weren't hurt. But as she stood there, starring at Cindy's back she knew her words wouldn't help. Cindy, to say it bluntly was using the situation to get action, something not even Diane could give into. Pushing herself off the door she twisted the knob and walked out of the room, walking back downstairs. Robert's gaze lifted as he heard her footsteps.

"Where's Cindy?"

"Upstairs still. You two ready to go." She turned to Jim who seemed to be ogling Karen's backside as she washed the dishes. Jim's head turned slightly so he was facing Diane, but still looking at Karen from the side. He put on a charming smile and winked.

"Yup, I'm ready to go. But why are we going to an auction house. Wouldn't it be easier to buy from a rancher?"

"Well Jim, do you know a rancher selling good stock? Because around this time of year, I don't."

Jim shrugged and rose from his seat. Stretching gingerly he walked over to the thick wooden door, opening it and pushing open the screen door. "Guess I'll get the truck ready then, we're not getting too much are we?" Diane shook her head as her brother got up, ready to follow Jim. "Not much for now, whatever can fit... We'll have the rest arranged to be delivered or somethin'."

Jim and Robert quickly evacuated, striking up another conversation as soon as they left the door. Diane turned back to Karen who was just about done with the dishes.

"We probably won't be back 'till a bit before supper, so you'll pretty much have the day to do whatever. Maybe you and Cindy could go for a ride, I'm sure the horses would like to get out." Karen turned around, wiping her hands on a dry cloth. "Oh sure. We'll figure out something to do." Diane smiled at her and headed for the door. Then she turned around as an afterthought. "Thanks.." "No problem."

Karen smiled back as Diane left. When she heard the engine to the truck start up and saw the dust roar up from the road her smile disappeared and her gaze lifted toward the ceiling. She's be nice to Cindy, simply because she'd promised she would, but that didn't mean she had to like it.

It didn't take long for Cindy to join Karen in the kitchen. "So they're gone huh?" Karen nodded as she lifted her cup of coffee, taking a sip. "So how long have you been working here?" Karen put the cup down, eyeing Cindy before she decided to answer. "A whole half a day so far." Cindy sauntered over to the coffee pot, pouring herself a cup before she sat across from Karen. "Diane's good people... She's fair." "I know, she was kind enough to give me this job when they screwed up down at the agency."

Their small talk continued on as such, each prying for little details about the other. Occasional looks passed when they thought the other wasn't looking. A few fake smiles were passed around, along with the snicker mixed in laughter. A car door was heard being shut and Cindy moved over to the window, peeking out.

"They're back, I guess I'll go help them unload." Cindy opened the door, giving Karen one last fake smile before she headed out. "Hey guys, what'd ya get?" Robert looked over at Diane, half way smiling, "Take a look..." Cindy moved to the back of Jim's pickup truck, looking at the small white creatures in medium sized carts.

"Chickens? Why'd you get chickens? I thought you were aiming for cows, maybe even some pigs, but chickens?" She turned to Diane who was heading over to the porch. "They're laying hens... How's Karen?" Cindy tried to cover the agitated look she was sure was on her face, "She's fine, probably still in the kitchen..." Diane nodded, going up the steps. "I'll check on her before I help unload." Diane disappeared inside to escape the glare directed at her back from Cindy.

It was well after midnight before Diane could head over to the wing with her big comfy bed in it. Jim and Robert had been hungry after unloading all of the laying hens and Karen had whipped something up for them in no time at all. Seeing as it was so late by the time they were done eating she fixed up a bed for Robert to sleep in for the night. She hadn't seen Cindy since she'd gone in to check on Karen, but she was too tired to hear her complaining if she went to see about her tonight. Twisting the knob to her bedroom she slowly pushed open the door, fatigue taking her over.

Once she walked inside she was pushed against the now closed door. Her eyes opened wider and she was stunned to see Cindy standing before her, holding her still. "Cindy what are you-" "Shh..." Bending her head slightly her lips came down on Diane's. Soon Diane's muffled protest became groans of lust. She couldn't hold out against Cindy's lush lips and talented tongue for long.

Fingers were trailing through her hair and a hand was running up her side. The hand along her side slowly moved to the buttons of her shirt undoing them, one by one. "You shouldn't..." Cindy's fingers stopped moving momentarily. "Diane please don't fight me, I need to touch you." Cindy's eyes held lust and need and Diane was sure hers did as well.

Denying the attraction and the need to touch Cindy was driving her crazy. She had to give in, she wanted it just as much. Nodding slowly she looked down as Cindy's fingers continued until all the buttons were undone. Taking Diane's mouth again, she gripped her waist, leading her over to the bed. She pushed the shirt down Diane's shoulders, kissing the soft flesh at the column of her throat.

Reaching up she pushed Diane's hair away from her face, nipping at the tender spot behind her ears. Oh, she was so hot for this woman. Her scent, her taste, Diane was driving her crazy. She'd had hopes of rekindling the passion that ran strong between them as soon as she left college. Yes, this would work. Reaching behind Diane she unhooked her bra, a delightful smile coming to her face as her breast sprung free. Taking her hand she lifted it toward Diane's breasts letting her hand be filled with her. Then, bringing her head down she suckled one.

"Not like you to wear a bra..."

"I was spending the day with guys... seemed like the right thing..." She arched her back, letting her free breasts be heaved into Cindy's face, getting her to take her other already hardened nipple in her mouth. Cindy's tongue snaked out, circling her tits, alternating, making them both almost painfully hard.

Cindy sat down on the edge of Diane's bed, tickling her around her mid section before looking up at her as she undid her jeans. The only sign from Diane were soft moans so she took that as a good sign. Feeling her sexual frustration begin to surface she yanked down Diane's jeans, running her finger down her panty-clad slit.

Taking her panties to the side she pushed a finger in her already wet pussy. Diane's hips jerked forward, making Cindy's finger slide into her a little further, her head rolling as she relished in the pleasure she was feeling. Cindy continued to look at Diane as she added a second finger and then a third, pumping her cunt vigorously.

"Yes, oh yes... Finger me, get...oh!"

Diane realized she shouldn't be loud to avoid alerting Karen, yet she couldn't reframe from expressing her pleasure. The smile on Cindy's face grew wider as Diane's hips moved more forcefully. Pushing her panties down all the way she removed her fingers from Diane's pussy long enough for her to step out of them before eagerly pushing them back in again. Diane lifted a leg on the bed beside her to get more leverage.

"Yes, tell me Diane! Tell me what you want, what you want me to do."

No longer being able to contain herself, she relinquished all self-control. "Fuck me! I want you to fuck me! Ooooh, Fuck me hard! Just fuuuck me!"

Cindy's fingers moved faster, her mouth seeking Diane's nipples, latching onto one. Moving her thumb, she began stroking her clit and with her other hand, inserted a finger into her ass. This set Diane off, her body began convulsing, her pussy milking Cindy's fingers. Cindy noticed Diane was losing her balance and removed the finger from her ass to balance her. Taking her other hand away, she licked Diane's cum from her fingers before dropping down to her knees. Separating Diane's cunt lips Cindy dove right in, tongue first.

Diane barely had a chance to recover before Cindy was swiping at her clit. Shuddering Diane could feel her second climax take over her. Falling down on the bed she tried to relax. Cindy rose from her kneeling position on the floor, scooting up on the bed beside her. Pushing aside her hair she leaned in, kissing her neck softly.

Diane sighed as she felt Cindy's lips upon her burning flesh. Rolling over slowly she caught the show just in time, Cindy was taking off her own clothing. She'd forgotten how sexy she was. Her medium sized breasts, just big enough to fill a hand. By the time Cindy removed her panties Diane was able to take her eyes away from Cindy's luscious breasts to see her hairless crotch. The last time they'd been together they'd both had a nice amount of hair down there. Since then Diane kept hers trimmed, but found it odd to see no hair down there.

Cindy noticed the slightly surprised expression on Diane's face and couldn't help but smile. Reaching her hand out she waited for Diane to accept before carting her into the bathroom.

"Time to get cleaned up... Maybe even dirty again..."

Cindy turned the knobs, letting the water from the shower become warm before she stepped in. Diane joined in, being quickly pushed against the back wall, her mouth captured once again. Cindy and Diane's tongues wrestled as they kissed feverently, the water gently spraying down on them.

Cindy began grinding her hips into Diane. Realizing that Cindy hadn't had a chance to achieve ecstasy Diane lowered herself down upon her knees, lifting one of Cindy's legs she draped it over her shoulder and started to finger fuck her. Her pussy was warm and her juices began to trail slowly down her thigh. Removing her fingers from Cindy she moved close enough so she could lick her juice. Licking the insides of Cindy's thighs was only making Cindy even more frustrated and she began bucking against Diane's face.

Even though Diane knew she wanted to cum she decided she'd rather keep her in this lustful state for a while. Taking her time she slowly moved her fingers back to Cindy's sopping wet cunt. All Cindy could do was groan and continue to buck. Finally Diane decided she'd had enough and pushed her tongue into her. It didn't take long for Cindy to reach her sexual high, bracing against the wall and Diane for balance. Once she recovered she looked down at Diane, smiling.

Removing her leg from Diane's shoulders she helped her up before gently pushing her directly under the water of the shower. They both kissed and cuddled as they washed each other's bodies. By the time they were done neither had much energy to do much else than sleep. Pulling the covers back they both climbed into the bed spoon fashion, and drifted off to sleep _________________________________________________________

Diane awoke around noon, the sun was high in the sky and beaming down on her from the window. Rubbing her eyes she rolled over, not feeling Cindy beside her. The side Cindy had slept on was cold now, she'd been gone for a while. Diane clambered out of bed, taking a quick shower and getting dressed before she went downstairs. Walking into the kitchen she saw Jim and Robert sitting at the table and Karen tossing a salad at the counter. Her brother looked up when she walked in, a bright smile on his face.

"Well look here, ol' sleepy head managed to get up for lunch." His grin was as big as a chestier cat's, making Diane wonder if he knew something she'd rather he didn't. Karen turned around, a friendly smile on her face.

"I knocked on your door for breakfast, but you didn't answer." Diane smiled and nodded her head, "But like Rob said, lunch will be ready in a minute." Diane pulled out a chair and sat at the table. Moments later Cindy came downstairs with the brightest smile she'd ever seen.

"Hey guys, is lunch ready? I needed that shower after helping Jim and Robert this morning. Oh, bout time you got up sweetie." Walking over to her she planted a friendly kiss on her cheek before walking around and pulling out the chair opposite her. Diane couldn't believe she was acting as if nothing happened. But then again she didn't want anyone to become suspicious.

Karen put the bowl of tossed salad on the table along with the hamburgers she'd helped Robert grill outside. The sweet Montana air seemed to give them an extra special flavor. Karen joined them at the table, sitting between her and Cindy.

Jim and Robert were digging in as soon as the plate touched the table. Diane had barely noticed the hamburgers, she'd been too distracted looking at Cindy as she continued to act nonchalant about everything. Karen turned to her, concern on her face. "Are you ok Diane?" "Hmm? Oh, yea. I just need some air."

Rising from her chair she opened the door, walking outside and out to the horse stalls. Everyone at the table watched her go out and after a few minutes Robert wiped his mouth with his napkin, ready to follow her. Cindy got up, stopping him, "I'll talk to her." Robert nodded and Cindy walked out to the stalls. Diane was patting the velvet nose of her colt. She didn't understand why it bothered her so much. Hearing the crunching sound of footsteps on the few leaves that were blown in, Diane turned, seeing Cindy.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing..." she said while turning back to the colt.

"You really don't expect me to believe that do you?" Walking up to her, she wrapped her arms around her from behind. Diane unraveled Cindy's arms from around her, moving out of the embrace.

"What? This isn't about last night is it?"

"Yes!" She turned around quickly, her long hair swishing behind her from her fast movement. "I shouldn't have let it happen, I realize that now..." "Why? What changed between last night and now?" "Everything. We should just... stick to being friends, that's it." "I think we were a little more than friends last night.."

Cindy folded her arms staring Diane down. She wasn't sure what made Diane change her mind about things so quickly. Diane seemed geared up for a fight, or at least that's where things seemed to be headed. Even in her little snit her saucy attitude was turning her on more than ever.

"That's the problem..."

"Oh, I see. I guess I'm not blonde enough for you like some people I know..."

"Don't make this about Karen, because it has nothing to do with her. I'm not...well I didn't think I was...but...maybe.."

"What are you trying to say Diane?"

"I figured... Well...I thought what happened between us was just a phase, you know...experimenting...everybody does it kinda thing. But last night...I realized it wasn't just a phase, that's...me."