Sile, the Show Off Rancher

I become a widower much to early in life. Then I retired several years later with a nice nest egg and monthly checks with no one in particular I wanted to share it with, so I decided to travel.

My checks are deposited to my bank account every month, let's say I am not hurting for cash. I don't have any family to worry about me so now I just travel alone for the most part. It get a little lonely at times, but I have met some interesting people, I try and follow the Celtic festival circuit, eat some great food and see this great nation that God created.

I had recently down graded from a big ass airstream to a modest updated sprinter camper. A lot smaller, much better on fuel and easier to get around in and park about anywhere. It had all the camper comforts; small kitchette, potty, full size bed, storage on top and awnings on the side and back. The back is where I have a shower system I can set up if needed.

While passing through Texas I notice water on the tile floor and followed it to the water line under the bed. Then to the holding tank for the water heater. I stopped at the next decent size little one horse town to get it looked at and hopefully a quick repair.

I stopped at a presentable looking garage with a few old RV's in the fenced in lot adjacent to the shop.

The owner said he was familiar with the heaters and he would be happy to take a look at it and see what's going on. He points to the dinner across the street telling me, "they make a great pastrami on rye if you want to grab lunch while we take a peek at the unit." I wasn't really hungry, but I didn't want to sit around the stale oil smelling garage either.

It looked like one of those typical small town glass front window diners you see in the movies. Walking across the street I couldn't help but notice the Jeep, I keep a bag of oriental trader ducks in the console for just such encounters, it was without doors or a top on it and had quite a few non-OEM updates. Big tires including the spare tire. With a cover that said, "Dirty Girls Go Topless", shiny chromed rims, everything that could be chromed was. Along with the black and pink highlights and pinstripes, someone spent a bunch of cash on this ride.

When I walked inside the smell of bacon made me desire something covered in bacon to eat. I also noticed there were only a few others in the diner, it being a bit after lunch time.

But the middle aged redhead, long and big fluffy curls down her back, wearing an old tattered jean skirt and a red very short cropped tank top caught my attention, her outfit seemed appropriate for the Texas heat. Her pointy nipples poking through the thin tank top told me she didn't bother with a bra, most likely because she didn't need one.

Walking to a stool near the redhead at the empty dining bar, "mind if I join you, I hate eating alone when I don't have too?"

She turned smiling at me, "please do, have a seat. I saw you pulling up at the garage, vehicle troubles?" I melted as she spoke in her faded Irish or scot accent.

I told her, "more of an inconvenience issue, leaking water heater, it's my camper actually." Looking into her eyes I notice she was a real redhead with her matching dark red eyebrows, face covered in freckles. The ring on her finger, the diamond looked to be the size of a 9/16 bolt head, wider than her finger.

I was interrupted by the waitress, "what can I get you hun?"

"Either the double BLT or the pastrami, the old guy from across the street suggested it."

The red head tells me, "get the pastrami it is to die for!"

"Ok I guess that settles it, with a Pepsi and fries please."

She laughed as the waitress walked to the order window, "hi I'm shelia, but spelled Sile, the Irish way."

"So your name and the red hair and freckles, I am guessing says Irish heritage?" I laughed, "I hope not the temper too?"

"And I collect souls!" She giggled.

While I was eating my sandwich and chatting with Sile, the guy came in from the garage, "hello there Ms. Sile, your looking beautiful as always!"

"Oh yeah, Liam, found the issue, the plastic tank is cracked, already called the manufacturer, it's under warranty but it will take a few days to get a new one, if you got time to wait. Apparently they had a bad batch and know about the issue, they are paying for the labor as well."

"Well I have no place to be, is there a camp ground close to town I can park at until it comes in?"

"Well there is the old KOA, but I wouldn't recommend it, it's a bit old and needs some work. They keep little fish in the pool to eat the mosquito worms I callum,"The mechanic told me.

Sile interrupted, "you can stay at my farm and help me out in exchange, I got hay ready to bale and a few other projects if you interested?"

I looked her over, long tanned freckled legs, tight tanned tummy and shoulders, gorgeous face, "sure, sign me up, square or round bales?" Not to mention her accent was melting me.

"I am planning to do round because of my lack of help, it makes for a long day either way, I get more money out of squares. Can ye run a tractor? Ain't shit for help in this town anymore."

I told Mr. Henry to go ahead and order it, giving him my cell number. He said give him a few minutes he would button up the van to send me on my way and call me when the parts came in.

We finished up our lunches and I paid our tabs. Sile tells me, "follow the pretty Jeep, it's about a twenty minute ride." I kinda figured it was hers during our chat.

When we got up to leave I was taken aback again, she was a bit taller than I expected, the skirt was tight across her ample apple bottom that was barely covering her cheeks, looked like something a high schooler would wear. Her cropped top was close to her chest now revealing she was not overly blessed up top at all just as I had suspected, typical redhead body in my experience. Nice round butt and small tits putting it bluntly.

I followed her beautiful bouncing hair to the Jeep, not to mention the swish of her ass and told her to given me a minute to grab my keys and get in the van. She said she was running next doors first and would only be a minute.

Mr. Henry told me when the part comes in it shouldn't take more than a few hours to replace it. I thanked him for his help then hopped in the van and waited for Sile to pull out.

Watching her in the mirror, even with her long legs, she was very unladylike dragging herself up into her Jeep in her short denim skirt. By the looks of it she didn't care she flashed a bit of her butt cheeks in the process.

She backed out her spot and waved for me to follow, I had to do a u-turn, it was quite easy to catch up to her on the long straight two lane highway leading out of town.

Like she said it was about a twenty minute ride to the entrance to her property, then a several more minutes to the ranch house and barns.

The buildings on the property were impressive, huge main two story house with wrap around porches. There were a few out buildings as well, a livestock barn, tractor barn and another large warehouse type building about a hundred feet from the main house.

I followed her Jeep to the open barn where the tractors and trailers were parked out of the weather.

Watching her slide out the tall Jeep, I have to admit it was as impressive as when she climbed into it a half about ago.

She told me, "park on the other side of the horse trailers, their are RV hook-ups there, including water, power and sewer if you need it. Once you get settled in, come on in the house."

I just watched as she walked away, damn watching her butt wiggling and the dimples showing due to her skirt so low on her hips, they were just as adorable.

There wasn't a lot to do to get hooked up, I ran the shore power cord to the electrical box on the post and hooked up the hose making sure the water didn't route through the water tank yet, I wanted to stay while it filled up. I didn't bother with the gray water hookup, if I needed it I would do it later.

I walked into the huge kitchen from the porch, seeing she had already changed into what looked like an old well worn loose summer dress. Thin shoulder straps, it was short I'm guessing due to her height, quite faded, the top two buttons undone, the third just missing.

She handed me a Lone Star beer telling me she needed to get one of the fields raked and flipped so she can bale it in the morning. I just enjoyed listening to her talk in her Celtic accent.

I asked what I can do to help her, watching her across the island bar in the kitchen drinking from her own longneck bottle, the center of the dress gaping open to below her small boobs.

Can you load string in a baler, I want to start with a fresh roll of baling twine in the morning after the dew dries off.

I had done it a time or two in my life and told her, "easy pesky."

While we chatted I watched her putting up groceries she had picked up in town, I couldn't help but stare at her butt cheeks peeking and wiggling under her short dress, I was quite sure that's all she was wearing.

So where is Mr. Sile, I am assuming there is one judging by your ring.

She laughed, "oh well this is my hobby property where I spend most of my time, he doesn't come here often. He isn't a country boy. He is usually in either Houston, Boston or someplace in Europe. He is in Japan right now."

"So the ranch is all your doing then?"

"I picked it out and he paid for the close to 6000 acres. But everything else I had built how I wanted it. And the Hay business is easy and always in demand by locals and a few stock yard North of Houston. And it keeps me busy outside in the sun and fresh air. I really enjoy the sun on me body, feels so free and refreshing."

"It's a nice property, is that a creek down that way, I see a nice line of trees in that low area." I ask looking out the wall of windows.

"Oh yeah, it's me swimming hole, the stream is the property line. The old guy wouldn't sell that area no matter what I offered. He said he purchased that part for the grandkids, and we could share it. The kids are all grown now. I have been caught a few times by the neighbor kids and their friends," she giggled.

"Caught? I guess it is a hazard having to share it if it's on the property line." Assuming by what she was wearing now.

"Yeah caught, I think you have already noticed I don't wear a lot including out working the fields, I sometimes wear less. And it's not uncommon for me to just swing down on the tractor and hop on in the water or lay out on the rocks to take a break and enjoy the sun!"

"Ahhh, caught as in wearing your birthday suite." I laughed at her, picturing her in my head without the little loose dress.

"Well it does get hot and sweaty out there in the sun and I mean, I ain't got no tan lines if you knows what I mean!"

"I got to tell ya, you are a gorgeous lady, does your husband approve of your farm outfits or lack of? I mean, how many women do farm work in little dresses or half naked?"

"Who says I wear little dresses or go just half naked?" she giggled, "He don't gives a shit, as long as I show up when he needs a date or when he's ass misses me. Let's say he likes to show me off when we are together. He likes to vacation in Ibiza, loves seeing me in those tiny barely there G-strings don't ye know."

"On the beaches I'm assuming?"

Laughing, "no pretty much from the time I get off the plane, unless we are at dinner in the village, there are a few upscale type restaurants. But around town, shopping in the open markets, traveling about the beaches and sightseeing, I am usually just about naked, not that I mind. At me age I enjoy the looks and attention."

I am just listening imagining this red head walking around naked on vacation being admired by the locals and other vacationers.

She moves from the island to the a cabinet grabbing a box of cheese crackers, "I am his eye Candy! Last August we went clubbing in California, he gave me a beaded top that was more of a neckless with strings and beads hanging down as an attempt for a top and the G-string he picked up for me, was nothing but strings and a few beads up the front, no cloth between me legs or anything. It was quite a sexy outfit, it was wild walking through the hotel lobby and out to a cab almost naked. We, more he, were in San Francisco for a meeting, I just stayed at the pool all day. I was concerned at first but you can get away with anything in that crazy city!"

I had to adjust myself after listening to her, I finished off my beer and suggested we get to work.

See laughed at me, "I hope I didn't give you the wrong impression of me, I am just an ole dullahan soul and enjoy me care free life style. I do wonder sometimes if I have me own website somewhere he has never shared with me, he takes lots of pictures when we are together." She laughed.

l shook my head, "no ma'am I love it, I hope to hear more during my stay." I held the door open for her when we left the kitchen, following her to the tractor barn, her ass wiggling like two raccoons loose under that dress, it was a bit mesmerizing. "But if you ever find that website shoot me the link." She laughed at my remark but I meant it!

She grabbed two rolls of twine at the same time, it flexed the tight muscles in her arms, walking toward a John Deere Gator. All her farm equipment was John Deere green, obviously a Deere kinda woman.

She set the rolls in the back giving me a treat to a brief view down the front of her dress, and her boobs were quite small and cute with hard lite pink nipples, another red head trait, constant hard nipples.

The hay rake was already hooked up to her JD 5010 tractor with no sun cover over the seat. I assumed it was missing for sunning purposes, judging from her comments in the kitchen. I watched as she climbed up into the seat, 'and of course, no panties either,' I said to myself. I enjoyed seeing her bare ass cheeks and hint of her puffy lips from behind, flashing from under the short dress.

"Just follow me in the scooter!"

She fired up the diesel engine and in a few seconds she was pulling out headed down a dirt road deep into the property towards some good size rolling hills in the distance.

When she turned in front of me I just laughed seeing her sitting up there very unlady like in the tractor seat, a lot more exposed tanned thighs with her legs spread apart to control the big beast she was commanding, she whipped the green tractor around like a pro, a very sexy pro I must say.

She slowed at a farm gate and motioned me around, asking me to open the gate, but close it back, there are a few cows in that field, looking up at her the firm sculpture in the thighs was popping out, no fat on this lady. The bouncing must have helped tug her dress even higher, it was no longer under her ass, showing off her upper thighs and lower hips.

I pulled ahead and opened the gate, she stood up and slowly pulled forward making sure the wide rake missed the gate posts. I smiled looking up at her, the view of her lack of panties or tan lines up there was erotic to say the least.

She knew I was looking up her dress, giggling at me before she pushed the throttle forward, "why don't ye just take a picture and stop staring up me dress," she laughed at me.

I hurried past her to the next gate opening and closing it like the first one.

After passing through a small creek coming down from an upper pasture, we arrived at the field where the grass had already been cut and rowed up for baling. There was another tractor off the the side with a big round baler hooked to the back of it.

She waved me over telling, "string up that baler, just follow the picture inside the door."

Then telling me she was going to start flipping the hay and that it shouldn't take long.

I was already hot and sweaty and I hadn't done anything yet, this is what they call a dry heat I guess. I knew she was a bit warm up in the direct sun. I at least had a cover on the gator I was driving.

She shifted both levers on the shifter, grabbed a different gear and slowly pulled away with the RPM's cranked up a bit, then dropping the three point hitch and engaged the PTO all in one smooth continuous motion.

She definitely knew what she was doing, not even slowing down on the returns. She was on her second turn heading back toward me, I was walking on the road at the edge of the field just watching her. I was delighted when I saw one of her straps had fallen down her arm pulling the large black steering wheel to the right, she wasn't showing anymore than she was earlier but she look pretty damn sexy. I was waiting to see if her dress top dropped anymore, I'll be in for another treat, I was hoping.

I walked over and started replacing the twine, while keeping an eye of her whipping the tractor around the ends of the hay rows.

It was a quick easy job, it didn't take long for me to finish replacing the baling string rolls on the big round baler. I just followed the almost used up roll that was there, it was pretty simple actually.

I just eased back down the road dropping the left over rolls in the back of the Gator, watching her on the tractor flipping the hay in the field.

She finished the last row and pulled up on the road turning off the PTO, she had already lifted the rake. I just looked up at her when she stood up to stretch with me beneath her. She smiled and gave me a wink knowing what I was looking at again.

I got to tell you, this woman has no shame, I had a perfect view up her dress and her smooth bare puffy pussy, and she could careless almost as if she was enjoying her voyeur.

I didn't realize we had been out there for several hours already working that hay field.

She asked me to go ahead of her tractor and open the gates and close them after she passes through so she can run on straight to the barn.

I hopped in the gator and sped ahead, opening both the gates and watching her pass through. Then closing both gates to keep the cows in, they were well up on the hill.

I pulled up to the barn after she had already parked the tractor and had gotten off. "I need to run to the well in the upper cow pasture to make sure they got water, I haven't been there in a few days."

"You want to drive?" I asked her.

She walked over and hopped in the passenger seat and pointed back from where we had been. "Head back that way. Oh this is nice having a chaffer for a change. Sometimes I get the help of a girl friend and I make her drive too when she's not moving round bales."

I had to giggle, she had pieces of grass all in her hair. But I knew it wasn't in her bra, a common complaint of women working with hay.

When she sat back and slouched down, both thin straps dropped off her shoulders. I looked over at her smiling. "Well that's a nice look on you!" The upper swells of her small boobs were exposed from the top of the dress.

She just giggled looking over at me with a devilish smile on her face. "You wanta go get dinner when we are done?"

I just shook my head yes again, "sure, you're the boss!"

When we got to the gate she sits up, "I got this" her straps drop to her elbows as she turns to get out. The back of the dress drops down her back as she is walking away from me. Reaching down she unlatched the gate, the right strap travels down her forearm that is lifting the gate panel. She walks the gate open then turns around to watch me drive through.

All I could do was stare, her curvy hips shifted to one side were the only thing holding the dress on her, her right strap to her wrists, the other side still wedged in her bent arm at her elbow. Both small perky tits exposed.

"Close you mouth and drive through so I can close the gate!" She laughed at me. "I told you earlier to take a picture and stop staring. I am quite used to people taking me picture."

I pulled through and stopped, still admiring her exposed perfect small tits. She closed the gate and walked back dropping back into the ATV. That's when I realized her right hand was free of the strap which was hanging down her side. "I warned you I don't wear a lot out here, head towards that tower. I wouldn't be wearing this much if you weren't here," She laughed at me.