Epilogue
Next Thing You Know
Asher- Two Years Later
Our mini pig has grown to be a fat pig. We don’t even have to feed the damn thing because it just finds stuff to eat. We sneak off to the river every summer, and she’s even heeled for me at the local ropings.
We’ve decided that marriage isn’t our top priority right now, we love each other, and we both know that. There’s no reason to have a piece of paper and an expensive ass party to prove it. We’d rather spend the money on a nice vacation.
I did get down on one knee about a year ago to pop the question, and of course she said yes. She has a pretty diamond ring that fits her just right, but it stays up in the room most of the time. As much as Esme hates to admit it, she really has changed. Sure, she appreciates the emerald cut diamond sitting on a white gold band but now, she has to worry about dirtying it up. She’ll wear it on special occasions, but that’s about it and that’s okay with me.
No kids for us, the IUD is suiting us well. We don’t want our own kids. No hate to any couples that do, but it just isn’t what we want. That may change in the future, but we’re content with it just being the two of us.
Esme did want a Rooster baby, and that should be here any day. Lots of baby four-legged mammals and two-legged fowl. I look out the kitchen window to see Esme bringing Rooster into the barn. Today is her due date, so it should be soon. I know Esme is stressing about it, but we’re as prepared as we can be. I head out and meet her there. I look into the stall to see her bent over and looking at the horse’s belly.
“Whatcha doin’?” I ask.
She jumps and holds her chest as she pants.
“You fucking scared me, you ass.” She bends to grab a handful of shavings before throwing it at me. I easily dodge the little chips while continuing to laugh at the interaction.
“I was looking to see if she’s waxed up, and she is, for your information.”
Oh yeah, I was right. This baby is coming soon.
“Well you got her in here, and we need to head inside for supper. We got the camera set up, it’ll be fine.”
We go inside and do our normal ritual. Dinner, dishes, TV, bedtime routine, and of course, the goal to fuck her brains out before bed.
I’m sitting on the bed, waiting for what comes next. She told me to sit here and get naked before running off to the bathroom. I’m not one to question what she wants in regards to this, so here I am with a hard cock bobbing against my stomach, waiting for my Princess.
I turn to look at the clock when I hear the bathroom door open and she comes walking out. She’s completely nude and my eyes rake over her body, but adorned on top of her head is my hat. Every cowboy’s dream I swear to God, but my heart is beating uncontrollably. What a site she is. What’s even better is my rope hanging in her right hand. What does my girl have planned?
She waltzes over, confident as ever before she straddles my lap.
“Well, I can’t ride Rooster right now, but I can ride you. I can even practice some of roping. ”
Our lips clash, knocking the hat off as I haul her further up my lap, so her entrance is just above my cock. I position it for her, allowing her room to slowly sink down onto it. I groan, enjoying the site and feeling and her. I take her nipple into my mouth as she lifts her body and seats herself back down. I’m not going to last long like this, and I tell her just as much.
“Hold up cowboy,” she smirks sitting up and staying still as my cock jerks inside of her, “I have to practice, remember?”
I put my wrists in front of her, allowing her to put the ring around them and pull it taught. She grips the rope right by the eye, keeping it tight before pushing my arms above my own head. Oh, how to roles are reversed now. Her breasts hang in front of my face, making my mouth water with the need to suck on them as her movements resume and she grinds herself along my pelvis. I never thought this would be something I’d enjoy, but this is too good.
“Fuck. You’re gonna have to come quick, Princess. You’re making it hard to hold back.”
She keeps riding me, bouncing up and down, watching me and my reactions to this interaction. She’s fucking beautiful holding all of the power, letting me be at her mercy.
My eyes roll into the back of my head and I grit my teeth as my orgasm comes barreling through me. There’s not a chance I can hold this off.
“Fu-Fuhhh,” I can’t even get the words out as I start slamming my hips up to meet her thrusts and spilling into her. She moans too, her pussy milking me of everything it has before we both collapse backwards, her body still on top of me. Our bodies are slick with sweat and we don’t say a word, panting from such a quick ride.
“I think you should wear my hat more often,” I chuckle.
“Yeah, I agree.”
She rolls off of me, the cum already leaking out of her before getting to her side of the bed and curling in on her side. I take my position behind her, stick my half-hard cock back into her sweet heat. The action is not as-sexual now, instead just being a comfort to me. Our breaths grow heavy and sleep finds us quickly.
What seems like not even five minutes later, I’m being shoved in bed. I sit up and look around for the immediate danger but find my fiancée hovered over her phone instead.
“It’s happening,” she squeals.
“What?” I rub my eyes, trying to catch up.
“There’s feet!” She shoves the phone in my face, and I don’t even have a chance to see it before she’s turning it back toward herself and biting at her nails.
“Okay, let’s go.”
We throw on clothes and run downstairs and out to the barn.
By the time we get out there, the baby is out, and momma is licking her off. Esme has tears in her eyes as she grabs towels to help dry it off.
She backs off, and we watch to make sure the baby gets up and nurses. It takes a moment, but once it does, we both sigh in relief.
We stay out there marveling at the new baby on the farm the rest of the night, another baby added to our family, and we’re absolutely in love already. I lean over and kiss Esme and tuck her close to my side.
This is as perfect as it can be.