BJ's Cowboys

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Enjoy These Other Romance Divine Selections by J.A. Rawls 3-Way Weekend ISBN: 978-1-934446-23-2

It’s supposed to be a ‘girls-get-away-weekend’ but weather problems leave Jana left alone in a Denver hotel. What’s a girl to do but make the best of the situation? Fortunately, identical twins Tim and Tom come to her rescue, and Jana learns about the stamina of youth and her own capacities as a woman.

Play It Again Sam ISBN: 978-1-934446-33-1

Susan Masters worked her way out of a bad marriage and up the company ladder. But now she was stalled, both at the company, and with trying to juggle two men in her life. Can she really handle a third man, or is this the one was she meant for? A sexy interlude in a cabana takes her to a new level of sensuous exploration, but leaves her with a little problem. Can a woman really have it all?

Nation’s Call ISBN: 978-1-934446-38-6

Technical Sergeant Tom Weston was returning to the combat zone, and this time he had TSgt Amy Adams and TSgt Melissa Mathews as part of his team. Could they survive what they’d encounter: the danger of a fire fight on the street, the needs of two women and one man? It’s life and death, lust and love when they answer Nation’s Call. II

Cougar Awakening ISBN: 978-1-934446-45-4

Jana didn’t know if she was happy or not, never gave it much thought anymore. She’d moved on after Craig, and now there was work, the company, HER company. She was successful, at work, in business; but her personal life? As a woman...? In Cougar Awakening, Jana begins her odyssey of exploration, finding a sexual identity she thought she’d lost. She learns what it means to be both a powerful woman executive, and a woman on the prowl – a Cougar.

Cougar Bounty ISBN: 978-1-934446-54-6

In Cougar Awakening, Jana found her cougar groove; and the action continues in Cougar Bounty. But all is not fun and frolic with younger men; a family crisis raises its ugly head, and Jana must face an ending-and new beginning. International business dealings and sexy trans-Atlantic flights are balanced against personal tragedy. And will friend Cheryl become a member of the cougar club?

Man-Oh-Man ISBN: 978-1-934446-19-5

Gary was at a loss; a meaningful relationship eluded him. He wasn’t sure what - or who - he wanted. Could two strangers he met on a plane provide the answer? One erotic night with new friends Jim and Martin shows Gary what is possible.

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Angel’s Delight ISBN: 978-1-934446-28-7

In a new town, at a new job, Angel Jamison was waiting for Mister Right, but if he didn’t come soon, she might settle for Mr. ‘Right Now.’ Could one of her bosses, Scott or Steve, be ‘Mr. Right?’ Or could it be both of them? A wild night in the desert allows this cactus flower to come to full bloom. And the consequences…?

All I Want for Christmas ISBN: 978-1-934446-31-7

All I Want for Christmas is the sequel to author J.A. Rawls sexy threesome Angel’s Delight. Angel’s friend Janice is down on her luck and desperately needs both a job – and a man. Can Santa deliver? Sparks fly when Steve goes to Denver to move Janice to Tucson; it’s a trip in which tempers and passions flare. In Tucson, Angel, Janice, Scott and Steve are together again, but how close will the relationship get, and can Angel make good on the pact she broke with Janice?

Christmas Creep ISBN: 978-1-934446-60-7

Liz dreaded the oncoming holiday season, which seemed to arrive earlier every year. It was hard to get and stay in the spirit for months-so why do it at all? Could a winter storm and two stranded snow plow drivers help her overcome the Christmas Creep?

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One BJ sat alone at the end of the bar waiting for her first true love. It was a seedy place, yet anyone who lived in Sidney knew the establishment. Hell, it’d been there since Christ was a Corporal. Many young adults waited patiently, or impatiently, to pull a tall one across the bar. Farmers and hands stopped by to wet their whistle before going into Dude’s Steakhouse for dinner. It was a daily routine for many of the town folks, a chance to greet neighbors and have an inexpensive but excellent steak dinner. Sidney, Nebraska was where she’d spent the first fifteen years of her life. When her father had whisked her away to Arizona, BJ’d been devastated. Her dad was providing for the family and not necessarily concerned with the love life of his fifteen year old daughter. As she nursed her pomegranate martini, BJ’s earlier conversation with Bill played itself out once again. He’d answered the phone quickly, realizing who it was, which had surprised her. He seemed alright with meeting her here and letting the cards fall where they may. It’d been twenty years since she’d spoken to him, and whether BJ liked it or not, time 1

BJs Cowboys - J.A. Rawls and thus gravity, were not kind to a woman. She’d aged well, she knew that, but her belief was about to be fully tested. Time’s a great healer, but a lousy beautician. She watched the door open as a tall lean, very sexy cowboy removed his hat and ran his fingers through his hair; she realized it was Bill. He’d changed from a gangly youth to a sophisticated man. The gray at the temples of his lush brown hair added to his cultured appearance. His dress was casual, the standard worn blue jeans, broken in boots, and his western shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbows. Wow! Is that ever one good looking man; time had not been hard on her first love. Bill walked through the door of the Branding Iron Bar and Cocktail Lounge, a first in almost ten years. He still couldn’t believe he’d gotten BJ’s call, or maybe the fact it’d been the first cell phone call he’d answered in forever and it ‘d been from her. He’d glanced down at the caller ID and her name was all that registered. As he looked around the room he found her staring at him. She looked frightened, though he couldn’t imagine why. A sly grin crossed his face as he walked toward her, recalling the last time they’d actually spoken. It’d been twenty years, give or take a couple. She’d actually placed a person-to-person call to him at his parent’s home in Lodgepole. How she’d ever gotten the number he’d never know; nor the fact that he’d only been there visiting at that time still baffled him. He surmised that his cousin Janelle had given the information to BJ, but he’d never confirmed that one way or the other. It didn’t really matter, he’d been happy to hear from her, and if his wife would have left the room it would have been even better. The conversation had been strained and he knew BJ had realized everything they said was being listened to by his wife and parents. The entire call lasted less than ten minutes, yet he still remembered it and wished 2

BJs Cowboys - J.A. Rawls over the years there’d been more. When he heard her speak, he recognized her sultry voice immediately. Sure, he’d played it cool, but the heat that surged through his loins was obvious to anyone that knew him. Bill remembered his dad asking him to help with something in the barn when the last call he’d received from her was over. He knew his dad realized who the call was from. He’d told Bill once that he could tell when Bill had that long-legged filly on the phone because his ears turned bright red. He relayed the conversation to his dad once they were out of ear shot of his wife. His dad had said that unless Cathy asked, Bill should say nothing about BJ; it was best to leave the past in the past. When Cathy had asked about the call as they were getting ready for bed, Bill only told her it was an old friend passing through town. Cathy hadn’t asked any more questions. That didn’t keep her from nagging about that call even today. When he’d see her in town or try to talk to her on the phone that topic was like a bed sore that wouldn’t heal. In fact, she’d told her attorney that the single one incident that had destroyed their marriage was that call. Since he’d never told her who called he couldn’t figure out how she’d come to that conclusion and quite frankly he didn’t care. It was her issue, not his. As he sauntered up to the bar, he took the stool next to BJ. He smiled and nodded, “How are you pretty lady?” “Pretty lady is it? In that case I’m great.” BJ leaned over and planted a soft kiss on his weathered cheek. “Can I buy you a drink?” “Yes, I’ll take another martini.” “Bartender,” he raised his hand so the young man realized who wanted his attention, “a refill for the lady and a beer for me.” Bill laid his hat on the bar and took his seat, turning 3

BJs Cowboys - J.A. Rawls her stool at the same time, capturing her between his muscled thighs. BJ laid her hands in her lap and gazed into his eyes. The golden sparkle still radiated and the humor of the situation wasn’t lost. “So cowboy, how are you? It’s been a long time.” “Bill,” the bartender interrupted, “Jason says if you want a table at Dude’s you need go in right now.” “Okay,” he watched BJ’s face, “you were never one of those picky eaters, if I remember right. Jason burns a mean steak. Let me buy you dinner.” “I wasn’t planning to stay that long.” “Sure you were,” stepping down from his stool he picked up his hat and took BJ’s arm escorting her in to the restaurant. “You never took no for an answer did you?” “No, and I don’t intend to start now. Jason I’m ready,” the waiter immediately showed Bill and his guest to a secluded table. As he held the chair for BJ, he turned to Jason, “Ask Jordon to come out for a minute, will you please?” “Will do,” Jason hurried off to the kitchen. “Who’s Jordon?” BJ asked. “He’s the chef. I want to see what he can whip up special for our celebration.” “What are we celebrating?” “You…me…us.” “Bill, there’s no us. I’m just passing through.” BJ ran her finger around the rim of her glass trying to appear complacent in her response. Bill watched her closely noting how uncomfortable she was with the direction of his questions. He reached out and took her hand in his. “So why’d you call?” BJ pulled her hand back, the heat of his touch distract4

BJs Cowboys - J.A. Rawls ing her from the conversation. “Because…because, we’re friends, at least I thought we were.” “BJ, I’ve known you for over twenty years. There’s more to why you’re here than what you’re telling me.” Jordon approached the table. “Bill, how the hell are you? I haven’t seen you in—forever? How are things on the ranch?” “All goes well. Thanks for asking. Jordon is there anything you can whip up in that fancy kitchen back there to help BJ and I celebrate two old friends getting together after twenty years?” “Absolutely, give me a few minutes.” As he walked away, he laughed, “Bill the steaks are always good and there’s always Rocky Mountain Oysters.” Jordon continued to laugh as he entered the kitchen. “Smart ass!” Bill grumbled. “So what do you think?” BJ didn’t know what to say. The décor was dated, the booth they were in was uncomfortable and the room had a smoke haze over it. She wasn’t really sure what he expected her to say. “Well,” she hesitated, “it’s not exactly what I remember, but if the food is good, I’m game.” “Always the diplomat BJ.” Bill chuckled as he watched the blush cross her cheeks. “Are you going to tell me why you called, or are you going to two-step around the issue?” “You’re persistent; I have to give you that.” She ran her fingers through her auburn hair, flipping her head slightly to lay it softly across her shoulders, trying to get her thoughts together. The truth is always best. What the hell, here goes.

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Two BJ was saved by the waiter bringing their dinner. She smiled and asked for another drink. “BJ, I’ll let you slide for now, but I want to know why you called.” “Understand, but let’s get reacquainted first.” Bill knew she was stalling, but what the heck, she was here and for now he was happy to be with her. He took a bite of the fettuccine noodles tossed with a creamy Parmesan cheese sauce that Jordan had included with their steaks. The noodles melted in his mouth which was always a pleasure. Bill looked up and saw Jordan watching him. Bill gave him a thumbs up. Jordan only smiled and walked back into the kitchen. “What was that about?” BJ asked; she turned, but saw no one behind them. “I was letting Jordan know his selection of pasta was great as usual. I went to school with his dad and he wasn’t real happy when he found out Jordan wanted to be a chef versus a farmer.” 6

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls “I can imagine.” “It’s worked out fine. Jordan went to the University of Nebraska in Lincoln completing the Le Cordon Bleu Culinary Arts program and then returned to town. He helps his dad on the weekends and during harvest, but cooking is his preference. His sister loves the farm and will probably inherit it all when that time comes.” “Do you think Jordan minds?” “No, he’s content to do what he does. He’s married, has a couple of strapping boys who love working with their grandfather. It’ll all work out in time, I’m sure.” Billed watched BJ push her food around her plate realizing it had to be nerves. He needed to put her at ease or she’d never open up and tell him what she was doing here. “I let you do it to me again,” he exclaimed. “Do what?” “Get me off topic.” He wiped his mouth with the linen napkin, laying it across his lap. “We were going to get caught up with each other, so let me start. When I spoke to you last I was married to Cathy. At that time we’d been married about four years,” he watched as BJ settled back to listen. “I married Cathy just before I got out of the Army. She was an Army brat, but was tired of moving around and wanted a home and family,” he paused and sighed, “or so she said.” He didn’t want to elaborate on that point just yet. “You knew my dad had a farm right, and thus a little money?” “I guess so, though when we dated that wasn’t a real priority for me. You drove your dad’s Cadillac with the tail fins,” she smiled, “that was impressive. Other than that, I didn’t really care.” “True, we were pretty young then. Anyway when I asked Cathy to marry me I made her sign a prenuptial agree7

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls ment. It was rare back then, but I had a lot to lose and wasn’t willing to give anything away. I did allow that if there were children in the marriage I’d promise to set up a trust for them and care for them regardless of whether we stayed together or not. Cathy agreed.” Bill took a sip of his beer. “The marriage was good but never great. After twelve years she decided she wasn’t happy and walked away. Cathy still lives in town, though I don’t know why. She never remarried despite the fact that I’ve seen her with a couple of my farm hands from time to time, and a few town folk,” he shrugged, “hell maybe that was going on before she left, I truthfully don’t know. “ “You said she wasn’t happy, but what about you? Were you happy; did you love her?” “I think I did, at least at the start. Then, unfortunately, I compared her to you and she never quite lived up to my expectations. My dad told me once that I’d let the good one get away,” his eyes captured BJ’s, “he meant you.” “How could he say that? When I met him I was a timid little girl. He was a huge farmer and scared the shit out of me.” She laughed at the memory of the giant man, leaning down to offer his hand in greeting and his big calloused hand swallowing hers. “He did not. Dad was like a big bear. He realized when he first met you that I loved you, and he truly believed if your family hadn’t moved we’d have been married.” “That’s hard to imagine considering I was fifteen when I left Sidney, a long ways from a white picket fence and babies.” “That’s true. When you invited me to come down for your prom my dad said to me, ‘boy this is your last chance, don’t screw it up’.” BJ laughed at his mimic of his father’s deep tenor 8

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls voice. “I don’t know why he’d say that. I invited you down there because my boyfriend, who for your info was my late husband, asked another girl because I couldn’t make up my mind. I was just trying to make him jealous. When you asked me to wear your class ring I just couldn’t do it to him, or you.” “I told my dad when I got back that I was too late. He took me out to the barn and let me get uncharacteristically drunk as a skunk.” Bill smiled at the memories of his dad holding his head over a slop bucket. “I was so sick and dad wouldn’t let my mom help. He said it was time I owned up to being a man. Men make mistakes and they have to live with them.” “Why did he think you made a mistake? You couldn’t have changed things.” “Actually dad thought I didn’t put enough of a full court press in my effort to woo you. His words not mine. He felt I should have asked to stay longer, I should have written you every day and sent you flowers to show my affection. You know the drill.” “But why?” “Because dad felt you were the one for me. Even after Cathy and I married he’d tell me I let the good one get away.” “Didn’t he like Cathy?” “Yes, to a fashion. He felt she was a little more uppity than she needed to be. She tended to flaunt our money in the faces of friends. Dad didn’t like that. He worked hard every day, and felt she was taking credit for something she neither did nor contributed too. He once told her if she didn’t get off her butt and help my mom; she could sleep in the barn. Cathy was mad for a week. She was upset with him; she was upset with me because I didn’t stand up for her and especially when I told her I agreed with dad; and she was upset with my mom 9

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls because she waited on my dad and I. Cathy never lifted a finger to help and thus earned resentment across the board. “ “People are funny, don’t you think?” “What do you mean?” “I understand your parents and their feelings but I don’t understand your wife. I would have wanted desperately to be accepted. I’d have done anything to make that happen.” “This only codifies my dad’s comment that I let the right one get away.” “Maybe…” BJ lifted her glass to her lips watching him over the rim. “That pretty much sums up my life, what about you.” “Not much to tell. We moved to Arizona and my life changed. I met Joe while in high school and though we had our ups and downs, we were married over twenty years. Then one day we weren’t.” “What happened?” “Nothing really, we just grew apart.” “I think there’s more. What do you mean you grew apart?” “It’s nothing special, little things…things we didn’t seem to realize were important became critical in keeping us together. Unfortunately we didn’t comprehend the abyss we created and there was no going back. It was an amiable divorce and we stayed friends. We have a daughter together and that kept us close. We also shared a quasi working relationship. Joe was killed by a drunk driver earlier this year. My daughter took over his company. That’s about it.” They finished their steaks and both sat back smiling. “Do you want desert?” “No, I have no more space.” “Then let’s take our drinks back to the bar where we can continue this conversation.” 10

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls “I really need to go.” “No, you need to stay.” Bill raised his hand to the waiter. “Jason, put this on my tab. We’re going next door.” He stood taking BJ’s hand in his. “Come with me pretty lady.” “Did you ever think the reason I said ‘no’ was because you’re so pushy?” “Me? Pushy…never!” He laughed his baritone voice filling the room. “Besides if I’d been as pushy as my dad said I should have been, I would never have accepted your ‘no’ as an answer.”

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Three Bill took his seat at the table and watched BJ. “What?” She questioned, trying to figure out what he was thinking. “Tell me why you called me.” Bill’s eyes registered shock as a beautiful woman approached their table. “Shit!” he mumbled under his breath, “it’s Cathy.” “Bill, are you going to introduce me to your friend,” Cathy asked sweetly. She hung blatantly on the muscled arm of a young stud. “Cathy, this is BJ…BJ, Cathy.” He wasn’t going to draw this out any longer than he had to. “BJ, good to meet you...” Cathy held out her hand and then withdrew it as if BJ had the plague. She glared at Bill, the questions in her eyes. “So this is THE BJ, THE woman who ruined our marriage, THE woman I could never live up to?” “Cathy, please, this isn’t necessary.” Bill tried to console his ex-wife. “Necessary,” Cathy turned to face BJ, “I guess you finally came back to claim him?” 12

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls “I’m sorry Cathy I don’t have a clue what you’re talking about.” “Bullshit, you know. You’ve had your claws in him since he was seventeen.” Cathy’s young stud took her hand and placed it at his elbow. “Let’s go get a drink sweetheart.” His gaze unfortunately never left BJ, and Cathy saw it. She turned to leave and felt BJ stand up next to her. BJ placed herself between the couple, her left hand on Cathy’s shoulder and her right in front of her. “Cathy, let me give you a piece of advice. If you’re going to ‘Cougar’ make sure the man you’re with, is with you.” BJ placed her palm at the front of the young man’s jeans moving it up and down. His erection was immediate, his eyes glazing over in lust. “See what I mean, he thinks with the wrong brain, kick him to the curb and find someone who wants only you.” BJ took her seat, downing half of her martini. Bill watched the exchange with his mouth open, startled when his ex-wife slapped the young man and sashayed to the bar, taking the stool next to Pete Sikes. He could only smile, knowing Pete had lusted after his wife throughout their marriage. Maybe, just maybe, they’ll get together. He watched as Cathy ordered a beer, took it and left the bar. Bill excused himself from BJ, rose and approached Pete. “It’s about time you went after her, don’t you think?” Pete looked surprised and blushed from ear to ear. “You know?” “Everyone knows Pete. It’s time you made an honest woman out of her.” Bill smiled as Pete ran out the door after Cathy. He ordered a round for his table and went back to BJ, “Well that was fun.” He laughed until tears rolled down his cheeks. “What you did to that young man was priceless. Lady you have more balls than most men I know.” 13

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls “Sorry. I saw the way he looked at me and at every other woman in here. He was with Cathy because she was available. But he was like a hungry animal, looking for his next meal.” “True, Roger is young and considers himself a gift to women. Someone told me he has notches on his bed post for each of his conquests.” “That’s disgusting and sad.” She could imagine Roger doing exactly that. Fresh drinks in front of them, Bill asked again. “BJ why are you here?” “Honestly, I’m not sure. I’ve been through Sidney a couple of times and talked myself out of calling you.” She saw the hurt in his eyes, “I decided yesterday that this time I’d call…this time I needed to see you and put to rest whatever it was between us.” “When you say put to rest, do you mean end or what?” She hesitated, bit her lip and looked away, “Don’t know.” “Okay, let’s try a different approach.” Bill stood and held out his hand. “Dance with me BJ.” She was oblivious, not even realizing the music had started. BJ stood and took Bill’s hand, letting him lead her to the floor. A slow ballad played as he pulled her into his arms and began to move her around the dance floor. They were in sync, every step as if they’d been doing it their entire lives. Her thoughts turned to Joe and all the dance lessons they’d taken to achieve this togetherness on the dance floor, and with Bill it’s instantaneous. Bill led her back to the table. “That was nice, and something I’ve wondered about for years.” “What’s that?” BJ asked as he pulled out her chair. 14

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls “I wondered if I’d ever get a chance to dance with you. At one time I thought the only possibility of that happening was when we were married.” “You’re kidding, right?” “No…not really. Do you remember the long phone calls we had while I was in the Army?” “Sure, I remember. My dad wanted to kill me; the phone bill was so high. I think he was truly happy when I got a job and could pay my share.” “I remember it was right after Thanksgiving. You sent me a ‘Dear John’ with the announcement of your marriage to Joe. You said the situation was self explanatory.” Bill sat back, remembering how desolate he’d felt when he’d received her letter. “Sorry, I know I should have called you but I didn’t know what to say.” “No, it was probably the best way. Did you get my card?” “Yes, I got it.” BJ remembered the uncomfortable feeling she’d experienced when his card had arrived. “I was happy for you, I truly was.” He watched the disbelief in her eyes. “Okay, I was happy for you, but I was miserable. I’d let you slip away once again. I was stunned, disappointed, and hurt. It took me a while to get my shit together. My First Sergeant spent a lot of time holding my hand. He even talked me into going home and spending some time with my parents. When I got there, my dad worked my ass off. He said I needed to get it together and move on. I finally did exactly that,” he leaned back and locked his eyes on hers, “but I always wondered ‘what if’.” “It’s funny how we sometimes imagine something was different, better, more what we needed than what we did. But you never know. I was in love with Joe and I wanted to be his 15

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls wife. At the time it was the right decision. Yes, I did some of that ‘what if’ stuff too. I think that’s why I called you way back when.” “Believe it or not, I understand. With all that behind us, where do we go from here?” ‘”I don’t know. It’s funny actually.” “What is?” She straightened her shoulders and took a deep breath, just like she did before she began every meeting with her staff…her ten seconds to compose herself. “I make corporate decisions every day and I don’t have a clue how to proceed with my personal life. This was really nice seeing you again, meeting your ex-wife, all things that needed to be done. Now, though I need to hit the road.” Bill was amazed at the change in her demeanor. It was as if another person was speaking. He didn’t understand where she was coming from, but he wanted to. “Where are you off to?” “I have a meeting in Denver on Monday.” “Good, then it’s settled.” I know exactly what we need to do. “I don’t understand.” “Spend the weekend with me BJ. Come to the ranch and spend some time with me. I’d like to get to know you again.” “Are you sure? It sounds like I left a lot of dead bodies in my wake.” She drank the last of her martini. “Not any more than I did.” “You didn’t.” “Sure I did. Remember when you came to visit and I stood you up the second night you were here? I’d gone out with Connie and tried to hide it from you.” BJ laughed, she did remember. “Okay so we’re both to 16

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls blame for all this. I remember telling you I was pregnant and you offering to marry me. You were priceless even then.” BJ laughed again, tears running down her cheeks. “What’s so funny?” “I was still a virgin when I told you that.” The shock on his face was priceless. “Shit, I knew I blew that weekend. My dad, he always seemed to know how stupid I was, told me the same thing after you left. I didn’t understand it then but I do now. That’s what I get for thinking with that other brain men have. Come on, follow me to the ranch.” BJ hesitated only a second before grabbing her purse. “Lead the way.” Bill walked up to a huge truck and opened the door as BJ approached her silver BMW. “Wow, nice set of wheels.” “Let me drive your truck?” BJ walked up beside him and handed him her keys. Bill took them and helped her up into the truck. “Follow me, pretty lady.” “You got it.” BJ started the truck and marveled at the loud Country music that blared from the sound system. A man after my own heart. ***** The drive to the ranch was uneventful, even if it was at the speed of sound. Bill took the lead opening up the BMW to maximum RPMs. The car could sing and he loved its maneuverability. It was a magnificent machine even if it wasn’t appropriate for ranch living. He watched BJ hang tight in his truck, she had to be flooring that monster to stay as close as she did. They parked in front of the ranch house taking a 17

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls moment to separate themselves from the machines that brought them to the party. “Wow, Bill this was great. I remember one time I told Joe I wanted a truck and he told me we weren’t truck people. So I told him I wanted a BMW and he said I could have a truck. I think we actually bought a Mercury Sable.” He laughed at her, hearing the actual conversation in his mind. “I love your wheels too. If they were more appropriate for ranch life, I’d have a BMW too. It handles like nothing I’ve ever driven before.” “I agree. I travel a lot and have driven a lot of different rental cars. I’m always happy to come home and get behind the wheel of the BMW. I truly take it for granted most of the time.” Bill popped her trunk and took her suitcases into the house. “Come in, make yourself at home.” BJ scanned the room and was pleasantly pleased. It was masculine, yet soft in many ways. There were works of art everywhere, some of the artists she recognized. The colors were basic beiges and browns with accent colors of teal and burnt orange; very nice and appeasing to the eye. “It’s beautiful.” “You seem surprised that a man could have a place like this.” “Pleasantly surprised, yes I guess I am.” “Actually a lot of this was my mother’s. I moved here after Cathy and I divorced and I didn’t change much. There are a lot of family memories here and I needed that. What can I get you to drink? Before you ask, I don’t have any martini mix.” “I hate to mix my alcohol, so I’ll just take a glass of ice water.” “Have a seat, I’ll be right back.” 18

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls BJ settled herself onto the long sofa, laying her head back and closing her eyes. She felt his presence but didn’t open her eyes. “Quit staring at me.” “Can’t help it, you’re beautiful. You look like you belong there.” BJ sat up and took her drink, taking a deep swallow. “How long have you been doing this?” “If you mean ranching, I’ve done it all my life. I helped dad in the summer and during school breaks. When I got out of the Army, Cathy and I moved here and settled in town. I worked ten to twelve hours a day out here with my dad. Cathy hated it, said I was never home. I tried to explain that was the work of a rancher, but she didn’t care. When I came home on Friday night she’d nag until I showered and took her out for dinner and dancing. I had to get up at four the next morning, but she didn’t care.” “You were married a long time, so it couldn’t have been all bad.” “No, it wasn’t and I didn’t mean to imply that. I worked hard at our marriage, but it was never completely right. One day she asked me to move out. I didn’t even hesitate; I just moved to the ranch, never looked back.” “Do you think she was trying to get your attention?” “I asked her that and she said no; she wanted to be happy and knew it wasn’t going to be with me.” “I’m sorry Bill, I know how that is.” “Enough about me; tell me what happened in your marriage.” “Okay, I’ll give you the short version. You know we were married in the early 70’s. I wasn’t even 21 when we exchanged our vows. We’d dated in high school and at Thanksgiving he came home from college, asked me to marry him, 19

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls and I said yes. We were married just before the New Year. Joe and I worked together the last ten years of our lives enjoying our successes and failures together. In the last couple of years we grew apart. I was traveling to one place and him to another and we just didn’t seem to take the time to be with each other.” “I know this is hard for you but what happened to end a marriage of twenty plus years?” “It’s not an unheard of story. Joe fell in love with his executive assistance and came to me one day asking for a divorce. I’d heard the rumors and knew something was going on but I’d hoped he’d work through it; you know one of those ‘prove I’m still young’ things. He didn’t, he wanted to make Mary his wife. I packed my bags and walked away. He didn’t complain when I asked for the business. I realized later that was because he’d already started another company with some of our money. It didn’t matter, it was over and I wanted him out of my life. He never remarried. Mary took off with a younger man with more money about a month after our divorce was final. And Joe was killed in a car accident about six months ago. That’s the short version.” “Do you ever intend to marry again?” “I really don’t know, but I’d have to say yes, someday, maybe. What about you? Do you intend to marry again?” “Can’t say for sure; I mean I haven’t been with anyone in a long time. The ranch is my mistress for now; she takes all my time and then some.” “I understand that too. My business is important and I have a passion to stay in the black. Success is my lover for now. With the economy as it is, it’s a constant battle to make everything work.” Bill stood, finishing his beer, “I need to call it a night. Life on a ranch begins early as you know. Make yourself at home. Your room is the last one on the right at the end of the 20

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls hall. If you need anything, let me know.” Bill picked up her suitcase and carried it up the stairs. BJ got the light and followed him. She had a beautiful room with a private bath. She heard him moving around the room across the hall. With hesitation, she turned and knocked on the door. Bill opened, bare foot, no shirt, and his jeans unsnapped. His sexual presence was evident and BJ stared intently at the black hair line that disappeared below the zipper on his jeans. He watched her lick her lips knowing exactly what she was thinking. “BJ, what do you need?” he asked, shaking her into reality. “Wake me in the morning; I’d like to go with you, out on the ranch.” She never failed to amaze him. “You would, why?” “I just want to experience what it’s like to be in charge of a ranch of this size.” “Okay, I’ll knock on your door.” He turned her toward her room and pushed her gently forward. “You need to get some sleep; three in the morning is going to come sooner than you think.” “I thought you said four,” she corrected him. “Do you leave immediately for your office when you get up?” “No, I have to shower, dress, drink coffee…” “Well love, I do exactly the same thing. Now off to bed. I’ll see you in the morning.” He kissed her neck lightly as he turned and left her room, closing the door behind him. I need to take a cold shower or I’ll never get to sleep, his erection peeked above his zipper. He’d never gotten used to wearing underwear; the feel of the denim against his manhood was beyond erotic and he was in misery thinking of BJ across the hall. 21

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Four Bill knocked softly on BJ’s door. He didn’t believe she really wanted to go with him, but he did as she’d asked. When he didn’t hear her stir, he tiptoed down the stairs and made himself breakfast and coffee. He was scanning the headlines of the paper when he noticed her standing in the doorway, her hair still damp around the edges, in a pair of jeans that appeared she’d been poured in, and a man’s western shirt over her tank top. He knew the shirt was his and he intended to have it bronzed when she left. BJ was the epitome of elegance and a rancher’s wet dream. Bill stammered, “Mugs are in the cabinet. There’s ah…bacon in the…ah…warmer and eggs in the refrigerator. Help yourself.” BJ nodded and opened the refrigerator, leaning over to peer inside, her jeans stretched tightly across her derriere. She heard Bill sigh, and she smiled as she took out a couple slices of cheese and the cream. She poured herself a large cup of coffee and doctored it to the right light brown color with diet sweetener she took from her pocket and real cream. She knew 22

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls it was a contradiction in need, but she didn’t care. As she buttered her toast she placed bacon strategically across it and positioned the cheese on top taking her sandwich and coffee to the table. “This is heaven,” she said as she drank her first sip of coffee for the day and ate as if there would be no meals the rest of the day. “When you’re ready, we’ll head out.” He finished his coffee and took his cup to the sink. “I’ve got to meet with my foreman first. Wait, wait, you know him.” “I do, who is it?” “It’s Herman,” an evil smile crossed his lips, “he said he was your lover when you were twelve or thirteen.” “Herman? I knew a Herman in grade school. But lover? Not possible. I didn’t give up that little treasure until I was seventeen,” remembering the awkwardness of that first time, “and Joe took that honor.” “At thirteen a boy’s interpretations can be somewhat tainted.” She laughed, “You think?” She walked into the kitchen and filled a travel mug with coffee. “On that note I need more caffeine; especially if I’m going to have to defend my honor.” “I doubt it will come to that. But it’ll be fun to watch his reaction to you.” “Lead on kemosabe.” Bill laughed all the way to the truck. This was going to be an interesting day. BJ at first light had lit deep unattended fires in his loins and now he’d get to see how Herman took the woman’s intrusion into their male existence. They drove in silence, arriving at the barn with gravel flying in all directions. Bill hollered for his foreman. “Herman, where are you, you worthless piece of cow shit?” 23

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls “Right here boss, quit yelling like that; you’ll scare the horses.” Herman looked at BJ, the recognition of his childhood love registering immediately in his black eyes. “BJ, my God, BJ is it really you?” He hauled her to him, twirling her in the air. “Put her down you crazy Mexican,” Bill teased. “What are you doing here with this worthless Gringo?” BJ could only laugh at the exchange and non-verbalized questions which passed between the two men. “I came to see Bill. Thought I’d hang out for a couple of days. It’s good to see you too.” Bill rolled his eyes, “Enough. Let’s get to work.” He was jealous and all he could think about was getting her away from Herman. Herman punched his arm as he passed, “I told you, didn’t I tell you?” “You lied.” “Did not.” “BJ, set this man straight,” Bill instructed as he stopped and slid his hands into his work gloves. “Herman, Bill tells me you said we were lovers,” BJ questioned. “Yea, sure, young lovers,” Herman nodded his head, his black eyes sparkling. “We were never lovers.” BJ shook her finger. “Well… Not in the true sense of the word, but I tried. You were just scared,” Herman smiled slyly. “Now that my honor is restored, we can get to work. What do you want me to do?” Herman looked at Bill and they both shrugged. Herman answered with some concern, “We have hay bales to move, and then we have some stock to take up to the north 24

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls pasture. There are extra gloves in the tack room, help yourself.” Bill watched her walk away, “Let’s get to work.” “You’re kidding right? You’re not going to let her do this type of manual labor.” “Just in case you missed it amigo, that’s a pretty independent woman. I doubt either one of us could convince her to sit on the sideline and watch. I say we let her do what she wants and when she gets tired she’ll stop on her own.” BJ joined them, Bill’s shirt tied in a knot at her waist. She walked with them to the bales in the truck. “So, what do we need to do?” “These have to be moved to the loft. We also need to break a couple and put fresh hay in the stalls. Why don’t you let Herman and I move the bales to the loft and you take a couple in and start putting clean hay in the stalls.” “Okay.” BJ didn’t hesitate, taking one of the bales and placing it securely on her shoulder as she moved it to the barn. Both men stared in amazement at the woman who’d just picked up a hay bale which weighed about eighty-five pounds. She’d handled it like it was nothing. They continued to watch as she came back and took another off the truck. Holding it on her shoulder, she turned, “Aren’t you two supposed to be moving the rest of those to the loft?” She shook her head and walked into the barn. Men, go figure. The men immediately got to work and within the hour had moved all the remaining bales to the loft. When they joined BJ in the barn she was almost finished. Both of them were surprised at how expertly she’d taken care of her tasks. “You are amazing,” Bill walked up and placed his gloves over the stall. “I would have never thought you knew what to do.” BJ could only smile. “You forget I used to do this 25

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls every day after school with Janelle. She taught me to ride and how to care for the horses; like riding a bike.” She put the pitch fork away and laid her gloves next to Bill’s. “Herman, get the horses ready, we need to get the herd moved.” He took BJ’s arm and led her to the tack room, “Come on let’s get some water. I don’t want you dehydrated from all this manual labor.” BJ walked to the refrigerator and pulled out three bottles of water. She turned and ran right into Bill letting him take her in his arms. He looked into her eyes, and seeing no reluctance, captured her lips in his, sliding his tongue possessively into her mouth. BJ dropped the bottles and circled his neck with her arms pulling him closer. The kiss ended but they remained entwined. “Bill…that was nice.” “Nice, it was more than nice,” he demanded, wanting her to acknowledge the passion that was boiling right below the surface. “True, it was better than nice.” BJ stepped back and leaned over to pick up the water. “Are you two lovebirds ready?” Herman questioned, holding the reins of three saddled horses. BJ shoved a bottle of water at Bill, and one at Herman as she passed and took the reins of a spirited white stallion. “Wait, wait…” Herman tried to stop her but she’d already walked out of the barn. “Leave her be,” Bill chastised. “If I can’t be between those gorgeous legs I can work with the vision of her having my stallion between them.” He took the reins of the palomino and walked out leaving Herman shaking his head. “They’re both nuts,” Herman muttered as he hurried to catch up. He rode up along Bill, “What are you doing with her?” 26

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls “Nothing, I’ve done nothing. She came to town, called and asked to meet me. We had a nice dinner, except for running into Cathy. I convinced her to stay the weekend and that’s about it.” “Boss you know this isn’t a good idea. You’ve loved that woman for over thirty years. You’re going to be a mess when she drives away.” “Probably true, but I want this weekend. I need this weekend. Why don’t you come to dinner tonight? I’ll cook up something, not sure what.” “Are you afraid to be alone with her?” “No…yes…maybe…No, I’m not,” he snapped. “I just thought you’d like to spend some time with her as well. “ “I would, but I don’t want to impose. Maybe you should see if that’s what she wants. I’m thinking she wants to be with you.” A smile framed Herman’s face, “Do you think she’d be interested in a threesome?” Bill pushed back his hat and shook his head, “Just come to dinner. Where this goes from there we’ll have to see. I’d like to be with her, but I know you do too. Let’s just take it a step at a time and see what happens.” Bill nodded at the woman riding ahead of them, “Remind me to tell you what she did to Roger. She put his manhood in question that’s for sure. It was beyond funny. Also I told Pete to go after Cathy.” “Geez! I thought you said nothing happened last night.” “It didn’t, not between the two of us. But there was activity with everyone else we met up with.” “Did Cathy realize who she was?” “Almost immediately, but BJ handled it well.” *****

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BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls At the dinner table, Herman innocently asked about the exploits from the night before and Bill left nothing out. The episode with Roger was the highlight of the evening. All figured he’d had that coming for a long time. “BJ, I bet if you walked up to that young stud and told him you were willing, all would be forgiven,” Herman suggested. “I’ll not be another notch on that young man’s bedpost.” BJ swiped her hands as if brushing the dirt from her palms. “Don’t get me wrong, young studs have their place and purpose, but he needs to grow up a little more before he’d be of interest to me.” She noticed the shock on both their faces. “What’d I say?” “You spoke of sex as if it was a change in clothing.” Bill couldn’t believe they were discussing BJ’s sex life. “So you’re telling me you’ve never seen a young woman and visualized her between your sheets?” “Sure, of course,” he blushed. “Then why is it wrong for me to have the same needs and desires you do?” Bill shrugged and sighed, “OK, when you put it that way, it doesn’t sound so bad. It’s surprising based on our respective upbringings. I don’t think I ever heard my parents talk about sex, and I know Cathy and I never spoke of it.” “That, love,” BJ pointed a finger at Bill, along with a discerning eye, “explains a lot of things. Actually Joe and I never spoke of it much either. Since my divorce, and my experiences since then, I realize how important it is to know what you want going into a relationship. If you don’t, how do you know if it was a success or not.” “The woman has a point,” Herman chimed in. “Herman, don’t you have somewhere to be?” Bill suggested, shrugging his shoulders toward the door. 28

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls “Sure boss. Thanks for dinner. BJ, I’ll see you tomorrow. You’re a great ranch hand. Thanks for the help today.” BJ stood and kissed Herman softly on the lips, “My pleasure.” She picked up the dirty dishes and carried them to the kitchen. Herman groaned and walked to the door. “I need a cold shower. Good luck boss.” Bill watched him leave, frustration on his face, and a hard-on in his pants. He felt sorry for Herman, but not too sorry. He picked up a handful of dishes and carried them into the kitchen. “He was miserable.” “Why?” “You didn’t notice his erection?” “Actually, wasn’t looking there…so no.” “BJ?” “What?” She loaded the last plate into the dishwasher and started it. “I need you,” he took her hand and placed it on his erection. “Bill,” she stepped back, “I’m not sure this is a good idea.” “I’m sure.” He pulled her to him, placing her on the counter. She’d changed from jeans to a sun dress and he realized within seconds she was completely naked underneath. “You’re killing me,” he groaned as his hands ran the length of her frame pulling her tight against him. Slowly he eased his hand between them and opened his jeans, releasing his erect cock. He pulled her closer, easing into her inner heat. His confidence bolstered when she gave him no resistance. BJ was wet and eager, locking her legs at his waist as he entered her heated sex, burying his nine inches to the hilt. Their lips met, and she felt his tongue deep in her mouth; his 29

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls hands roaming over her back and her firm ass. BJ’s hands in turn gripped his ass, pulling him closer. Bill was going out of his mind. He was desperate to get a better look at her, and maybe a quick taste. Slowly, reluctantly, he moved back and pulled her dress down over her gorgeous breasts. He kissed her again as he took a breast in each hand. He took first one and then the other breast into his mouth, his tongue flicking over each nipple. He knelt down, lifting her skirt for access to her female lips, tasting her female essence as his tongue drove deep within her. BJ clutched his head, pulling him against her, enjoying his relentless tongue action. She pulled him up and snuggled close, easing his erection into her once again. She rocked back and forth, moaning as he pumped hard into her, wanting to see her satisfied as never before. They were in perfect unison when they heard the front door open. They immediately stopped mid-thrust, silently holding their breath, afraid they’d be caught. They heard someone take something out of the hall closet, then the door closed as the intruder left. Their lovemaking continued unabated, harder than ever. Bill’s swollen manhood pounded into her; he reached behind her, pulling her close as he exploded into her core, feeling her contractions as she began her own climax. Bill fell back, taking BJ into his arms and cradling her against his chest. “That was amazing.” He kissed her softly on the lips and carried her up the stairs to his bedroom. “I want to do this again, but in my bed, are you game?” She knew she should say ‘no’, this had already gotten out of hand, but she couldn’t. She wanted, no needed, to feel this man make love to her again and again. Their desires were clear right from the beginning. Both wanted the same thing; their sexual appetites were a powerful 30

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls draw between them. They’d both had sex with others and enjoyed it, however in many cases it was a matter of slam, bam, thank you ma’am and it was over. This encounter was different. They kept pace with each other coming back for seconds and thirds. They experimented with oral sex and good old fashion missionary style sex and still wanted more. Bill couldn’t believe BJ’s willingness to satisfy all his urges, his wants, all his erotic desires. This wasn’t just sex it was more…but what?

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Five When they didn’t come to the barn the next morning, Herman went looking for them. He was afraid something had happened, something awful. He found them snuggled together in Bill’s bed, naked as the day they were born. The sexual activity was evident with clothes everywhere and the musky aroma surrounding the satiated couple. “Get up! There’s work to do, chores to be done. What are you two thinking?” Herman scared the drowsy couple half to death. Bill jumped out of bed taking a defensive stance in front of BJ, his manhood at full attention. He looked down, eyed Herman and they burst out laughing. He hadn’t experienced this wonder, morning wood, in almost ten years. BJ stared at the men wondering what was so funny. “Sorry BJ, male image. We all want to continue to be at full attention each morning but it wears off as we age.” Bill pointed to his penis, “This, my dear lady is a miracle and you’re the reason.” BJ blushed, and pulled back the sheet she’d grabbed to 32

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls cover herself when Herman entered the room. “Come on big boy; show me what you can do.” She wiggled her finger, pointing to the spot next to her. Bill didn’t hesitate; he jumped back into bed and rose to the occasion, entering her core with a single push. He felt her legs wrap around his waist and he plunged repeatedly into her moist entrance, feeling his cock swell in anticipation of what was to come. He stopped short when he heard Herman catch his breath. Turning he spoke to his friend without skipping a beat, “Herman, why are you still dressed? Come on join us.” Bill turned back and drew BJ’s breast into his mouth sucking greedily on the nipple, pulling it toward him. He felt Herman’s weight as he joined them on the bed. With one last push, he came, knowing full well he hadn’t satisfied BJ. “It’s up to you,” Bill stammered as he fell back and closed his eyes in pure bliss. Herman was up for the task. He climbed between BJ’s open legs and pushed his engorged manhood into her wicked wetness, lost in the feeling of her female muscles pulling him into her silken heat. His penis was not as long as Bill’s, but he made up for it in girth. He watched, this love of his youth, welcome him, and he wanted more. Herman pulled back and rolled onto his side massaging her soft, ample breasts, feeling her nipples harden. He flicked his tongue teasingly around each perky bud, slowly kissing his way from her breasts to the tip of her toes and back again. He stopped at her swollen womanhood, taking her nether lips into his mouth and sucking first gently and then providing more tension. Herman felt her push into him, seeking more. He trailed his tongue across her nub, up to her naval, which he tickled with his tongue, making her laugh. Then he trailed his tongue across her stomach, leaving traces of hot, hungry saliva, and ascended to her 33

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls breasts once again. It wasn’t near enough for either of them. Herman sensed she was on the verge of coming; he stopped and slowly trailed kisses to her pouting cunt lips. He sucked on one and then the other pulling gently on one before moving to the other, plunging his tongue deep within her core. BJ’s body tightened as he continued his assault, bringing her to the edge of another orgasm, and then stopping again, kissing her softly and running his tongue, cat-like around her sensitized nub, letting her cool down. He began again, licking her nether lips, pressing his tongue into her core and at the same time playing with her nipples with both hands. This time he didn’t stop. He sucked and nipped until she wrapped her legs so tightly around his head that he could hardly breathe. Finally, with a trailing scream, she came. Prying his head from between the vise grip of her legs, Herman quickly shoved his engorged penis as deep as possible into her still-quivering sex. BJ dug her fingernails into his back and shoulders as he pumped away; bringing her just to the brink, then easing away, until she screamed from her inner need. Herman continued to make love to her until his balls tightened and he shot his hot load deep within her pulsating, gripping sheath. All three of them lay face up, exhausted, but sated. Bill spoke first. “We need to shower and get something to eat. A man cannot live by sex alone. I’m going to take a shower.” He watched BJ and Herman snuggled together in the standard spoon form as their breathing slowed in sleep. Bill walked from the shower and shook them both. “One of you go take a shower,” he said as he left the room to make coffee. BJ rolled out of bed and headed for the shower. Every muscle in her body ached, but it was a good ache; one she’d 34

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls missed. She smiled to herself as she dried her hair and walked naked into the bedroom a short time later. Bill and Herman sat on the bed, coffee cups in hand, watching this glorious creature parade naked across the room. Herman looked at Bill as he stood and headed for the shower. “You are the craziest Gringo I’ve ever known. Thanks for letting me join you.” Bill laughed as he slid into his jeans and pulled on a shirt. Where do we go from here? BJ entered the kitchen removing a mug from the cabinet. “I need coffee.” “Help yourself. Are you okay?” “I’m better than okay, last night, this morning; they were beyond my wildest dreams. If I’d only known what to expect,” she licked her lips, “I would have called you years ago.” She laughed as she watched the desire cross Bill’s face. Herman walked up behind her, kissed her softly on the neck, and poured himself a cup of coffee. “We have a lot to do today. Do you want me to call in a couple of hands since we’re starting so late?” “Is there anything that can be put off until next week?” “I guess most of it, if truth be known; we need to put out fresh feed but the fence repairs and all that can wait a day or two.” “Okay put off what we can and let’s do the rest with the help of a couple of hands.” Bill stood to take his cup to the sink. “BJ, why don’t you stay here and make lunch for us? Herman and I should be able to knock this out in a couple of hours. Then we’ll have lunch, relax, and enjoy the rest of the day together. How does that sound?” “It sounds great, but I hate to keep the two of you from your normal schedule. I know the work doesn’t go away. I 35

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls don’t want to interfere. How about I get out of here and leave you both to what ranchers do best…ranch.” She smiled seductively, a blush crossing her cheeks as the morning’s events passed through her thoughts. Bill took her in his arms, taking full possession of her swollen lips. “Don’t leave, stay another day or two. The extra hands will help. We hire stuff out all the time. This will allow us a little more time…with each other. Okay?” She definitely wasn’t ready to leave this love nest. “Okay, I’ll make lunch. You two hurry back.” She kissed Bill and then Herman, shushing them out the door. I’ve died and gone to heaven. She sang softly to herself as she cleaned up the dirty dishes and took inventory of what she could make them for lunch. ***** Bill and Herman returned to the house in two hours. It was well pass noon and they were both starving. As they entered the kitchen, BJ was standing at the stove in a pair of white short shorts and a teal tank top. She had a stack of Texas toast buttered and there was cheese on the counter. Both men looked at each other and shrugged. They had no idea what she was making. BJ turned and smiled. She lit up the room walking up to both of them and asking, “How many grill cheese sandwiches do you want?” Again the men looked at each other in shock. They’d been slaving across the ranch the past hour or so, had minimum sustenance after the sexual activity this morning and the woman intended to feed them grill cheese sandwiches. They laughed and replied at the same time, “Two.” 36

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls “Just so you know we’re having one of my favorites, tomato basil soup. You had all the ingredients for me to make it from scratch.” “I don’t have any tomatoes,” Bill replied, “so what did you use?” “Funny,” BJ laughed. “You have several large tomato plants on the side of the ranch house in your garden. I was also able to pull up some onions and the herb garden has a good supply of fresh basil.” “Really?” Bill looked at Herman. “Boss, I told you that you just weren’t paying attention. BJ, he doesn’t use any of that stuff. His housekeeper cooks for him and freezes his meals. He doesn’t cook.” “I do to cook,” Bill elbowed Herman. “Burning a steak isn’t cookin’.” Herman shook his head in disbelief. “Yea, well remember that next time I invite you over.” “What can I do?” Herman asked, trying to distance himself from Bill. “The dishes are on the counter, you two can set the table. This will be ready pretty quick.” She laughed as Bill punched Herman in the arm and picked up the soup tureens to take them to the table. Herman looked at the dishes Bill carried and asked, “What are those?” “These are soup tureens, you stupid Mexican.” “Yea, well at least I knew we had tomatoes, you dumb Gringo,” Herman returned. “If you two don’t play nice, I’m going to send you to separate corners for time outs,” BJ kidded from the kitchen. Bill and Herman looked at each other and shrugged, smiling to themselves…each with their own vision of what 37

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls that little punishment would look like, and dreaming of something more severe. BJ carried the grilled cheese in and sat the platter on the table. “Bill will you bring in the soup?” “Sure.” There was little conversation as they ate their lunch. When Herman was finished he asked, “BJ can I get another grilled cheese?” “Sure, Bill, do you want another?” “Yea, why not?” “Okay, it’ll take me just a minute.” Bill looked at Herman and smiled. “This was good, not what I expected mind you, but I liked it.” “Who would have thought? We get so used to what we know we don’t try new stuff. This was satisfying, but I don’t feel stuffed like I normally do after lunch.” “Which is exactly why I served this versus a heavy meal of meat and potatoes. I wanted the two current men in my life spry and amiable to other activities this afternoon…none involving sleeping.” She walked between them kissing Bill on the right cheek and Herman on the left as she placed their grilled cheese on their plates. “Clean your plates or there’ll be no dessert.” Her sway as she left the room had both their jaws hitting the table. Bill leaned over to Herman and whispered, “I wonder what she meant by dessert?” Herman couldn’t believe his friend’s trepidation at this unknown. “Who gives a shit? Are you trying to tell me you’re not interested?” “No, I’m interested…just hope I can keep my horse in the game.” Bill glanced down at his erection knowing hope wasn’t much of a strategy, but the best he had to work with at 38

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls the moment. As he began to clear the table, he saw a movement off to his right and realized it was BJ who walked across the living room butt naked. He dropped the soup tureen sending broken dishes in all directions. BJ ran into the room, naked except for her four inch heels and long chandelier earrings. She knelt down to pick up the broken dishes and realized the room had gone completely still. She gazed up, once again, into the shocked faces of her friends. “What?” she questioned as she picked up the glass. “Aren’t you two going to help with this mess?” Bill bent over to assist as he continued to watch the completely naked woman act as if being naked was an everyday occurrence in his dining room. “You do realize you are naked, right?” BJ started to laugh and couldn’t stop. “You are a piece of work.” She shook her head, unwilling to believe how innocently he’d asked such a simple question. Without skipping a beat she continued, “Actually I was intending to dress, but couldn’t decide what to wear. I was on my way to you two to question what the plans were for the afternoon so I could dress appropriately.” “You don’t have to get dressed on my account,” Herman offered, liking the vision of loveliness in front of him. “I truly wasn’t planning to stay this way…well…then again…it is an option I guess.” Her eyelashes fluttered seductively as a soft glow lit up her eyes. “Naked, yes, naked is good,” Bill said as he stood to retrieve the broom. “I am not naked,” BJ insisted as she stood braced with her hands on her hips. “Right, not naked…you have on shoes.” Bill couldn’t believe the direction the conversation had taken. 39

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls Herman had heard enough. “You two are priceless. I’m taking my tea out on the patio to enjoy the sunshine. Let me know if we’re going anywhere or just going to spend the afternoon relaxing.” With that he walked out onto the porch and took a seat in the lounger. “I’ll help you finish clearing the table,” BJ offered as her breasts swayed slightly as she reached across the table to retrieve dishes. Bill’s eyes glazed over in lust as he watched this voluptuous woman clear the table as if doing it naked was an everyday occurrence. If I die now, at least my erection will tell my friends I died with a smile on my face. It will also give Curt Wheeler a good laugh and there just aren’t enough of those in the life of a coroner. He chuckled to himself visualizing old Curt’s face as he opened the body bag. “What’s so funny? BJ asked as she wiped the table and put the vase of fresh flowers in the center. “Nothing really, happy about the way you’ve chosen to dress for every day house chores is all.” BJ shook her head in disbelief. She’d already explained why she was dressed in nothing. What a goof. “So what do you want to do this afternoon?” she asked once again. “Let me show you.” Bill took her in his arms and set her on the table, spreading her legs as he eased closer. “I need you.” He unzipped his pants and pulled her closer, securing her legs behind him as he drove his engorged penis into her slick sheath. She was more than ready. He took her lips in his and devoured her as if she was his last meal. BJ pushed him to arms length while securing his entry with her feet locked behind his back. “That’s what I was hoping you’d suggest,” she whimpered as he took her lips in his once again and began a slow assault on her body; running 40

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls the nipples of her breast s between his fingers with one hand while he took her other nipple hungrily in his mouth sucking vigorously on the swollen bud. His movement between her legs was minimal, more the feel of his penis filling with blood, extending her moistened sleeve with his pulsating member. He pushed forward slightly and she sucked him in with her muscle contractions, allowing enough friction to drive his voracious need distracting him from her full breasts. He seized her lips with a scorching kiss, demanding full possession of her mouth as his tongue took control. He pressed her to the table as he began the assault of her womanhood. In out, in out, deeper and deeper, feeing her need match his stroke for stroke. Bill knew he couldn’t satisfy himself until he knew she was satisfied. He felt BJ’s muscles tighten with each entry, pulling him in as soft mewing sounds escaped her. She screamed in satisfaction as Bill continued to ride her hard. BJ felt his spasm and then release of his seed into her awaiting core; holding on to him, knowing his back would display the marks of a woman’s satisfaction. She drew forward and captured his lips, letting him take the lead as he held her, running his hands over her naked body in unrestrained abandon. BJ felt Herman step up beside them and watched him give them both a thorough look. Bill finally asked, “What?” “I heard her scream, just wanted to make sure you were both okay. Are you...both okay, I mean?” “Yes, Herman, go back outside and give us a minute.” “Sure boss.” Herman left, whistling the Sonny and Cher tune ‘I Got You Babe’, thinking it should be ‘He’s Got You Babe’. BJ could only laugh at the exchange between the two 41

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls men. They reminded her of little boys and yet the man who’d just satisfied her basic needs was no boy. I’m going to hate leaving. “Let me go get some clothes on.” She pushed back on his embrace and climbed slowly from the table. “Getting dressed is purely optional.” “You go out and join Herman, and I’ll be right out.” She sashayed across the room to the stairs, disappearing from sight. Bill took a seat in the lounge chair next to Herman, laid back, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “This has been a great weekend.” “Yup,” Herman said. “That’s the best you can do?” “Yup.” BJ found them both sound asleep, snoring in unison, when she stepped onto the patio fifteen minutes later. She smiled at the image they portrayed and since they both looked like they needed a nap, she took the romance novel from her tote and sat down on the porch swing to relax, read, and periodically lovingly gaze at her two old friends—now lovers.

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Six BJ pushed the swing softly as she read her book. It’d been a long time since she done absolutely nothing and didn’t feel like she was sliding a customer. The soft snoring of the two men in her life gave her pause, but only in the sense that leaving them in the morning was going to be harder than she thought. The porch groaned softly as Bill approached her, taking her hand and leading her back into the house. “As much as I’ve enjoyed your visit, there’s one more little adventure I’d like to try.” “Okay.” She followed him up the stairs to his bedroom. “Get naked,” he instructed without preamble, “I need to find this thing.” He looked in the closet and then in the night stand. “Have you ever used one of these?” He handed the vibrator to BJ. “Absolutely,” she could only smile as she noted his discomfort with the topic. “What are you doing with Richard?” “Richard? I don’t know about a Richard. This is the 43

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls vibrator those ladies used on ‘Sex in the City’. Have you ever seen the program?” “A time or two, but that doesn’t explain why you’d buy Richard.” “Why do you call it Richard, I don’t understand.” She could only laugh. “It’s my pet name, the longer version of Dick. It’s actually called a Rabbit.” Bill ran his hands through his hair, “This is tougher than I thought.” “Just say it.” “I want to take you anally, with—uh—Richard in your…” His declaration shot her concentration to the moon and back. BJ watched him trying to determine if he was joking or crazy. “What?” “I want—” She interrupted, “I heard you the first time. You want to have anal sex?” He shook his head in agreement, looking hopeful. She narrowed her eyes at her adventurous cowboy, “And have you ever done this with anyone else?” “No, absolutely not.” “Why now? Why with me?” She’d never tried it before but had to admit the idea had crossed her mind a time or two. Bill looked away and scuffed the floor with his boot, “A few weeks ago Herman and I were out with the hands and one of the guys was saying that his girlfriend loves it. She said double penetration of the vibrator and his—uh, manhood is amazing.” “I still don’t understand; why me?” “Because this is something you do this with someone you know, someone you’re comfortable with. I want to do it with you, okay?” 44

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls BJ had concerns, but she trusted Bill. “Okay.” Bill’s eyes opened wide. He looked like a little boy who got a real live pony for Christmas. ”Really? You’re willing to try it?” She wanted to laugh at his eagerness, “Yeah, do me cowboy.” Bill pulled her into his arms and continued to kiss her until she pulled back. BJ placed her index finger on his chest, “If you’ve never tried this before, how do you know it will work?” He smiled sheepishly, “Because Joel gave me some pointers.” He watched BJ’s brow raise in question. “Come on, it’ll be more fun if I show you.” She trusted him and proceeded to get naked as he’d instructed. They lay down and faced each other. “Good, now turn over,” he instructed. “Get on your hands and knees.” Naked, her ass exposed, she felt Bills hands run softly over her body, spreading her cheeks wide. She jumped as his warm tongue teased her nether hole. His hands pulled her back toward him and she heard him moan at the same time she did. The intimacy of his touch felt great, strange, but good. He continued to test the area with his tongue, feeling her relax to his probing. Bill then pushed one finger gradually into her, replacing his tongue. He felt her tense, her muscles clenching at the invasion. “Relax; we’ll go slowly I promise.” His hands caressed her body, one moving to the nub at the entry to her silken female sheath. He felt her lower her head as a moan escaped her lips. Bill continued to probe her sphincter entry while he increased the pressure on the bud between her nether lips. “Ready for more?” he asked softly, and saw her nod her approval. He slid in a second finger and continued to probe her entry. 45

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls “That feels sooo good,” BJ gasped, her every sensation on overdrive. Bill moved behind her, his mouth close to her ear and softly whispered, “I’m going to make love to you the normal way for a bit, while my fingers stay where they are so you get used to it.” Again he felt her nod in agreement. BJ moaned as Bill’s cock slid deep inside her. His rhythm was consistent as her entry stretched to accommodate three fingers, his other hand continuing its assault of her clit. Bill moaned, “BJ, you’re so wet.” She had no words in response; she was literally stuffed, the experience sending her over the edge, “Bill, I’m gonna come,” her breath was ragged. “Hold on love, I want to be inside you when you come.” Again she nodded, hoping he’d be quick about it. Bill was faster than she could imagine, too soon the pressure of the head of his manhood, wet with her own juices, replaced his fingers. In mere seconds he was pushing forward, slowly entering her back door, stretching her, until he pushed past her tightened muscles and slid in the rest of the way. BJ heard him moan as he held his position. “This is amazing,” he gasped. “Where’s Richard?” She felt around the bed until she located Richard and held it up for Bill to see. “Put Richard inside you and turn it on.” BJ did as told, taking a deep breath. Richard was in to the hilt, meeting no resistance. She hit the ‘on’ button and braced her head against the pillow as she was thrown into one of the most intense orgasms of her life. She couldn’t hear much past her own screaming, but she felt Bill behind her. He gripped her hips and made loud noises of his own as he thrust into her. Finally, one last time she felt him shudder and then 46

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls felt him fall limply against her back. BJ turned Richard off and exploded in the depths of her own release. “That was utterly amazing, did you feel it? Could you feel my orgasm?” Bill laughed as he lay exhausted at her side. “I felt it all, Richard, you, everything.” He pulled her into his arms, running his hands softly down her back caressing her bottom. “That is something I’d like to do again, soon and often.” He nibbled on her ear and softly kissed her lips. “If you’re willing, that is.” “I’m game. It wasn’t what I expected, but I agree it was amazing.” Herman stepped into the room taking in Bill, BJ and a vibrator. “I watched the end of that little adventure, and when you two catch your breath, let’s kick that vibrator to the floor and do it together. I may not buzz and vibrate, but I can sure tickle your fancy and fill you up.” Bill and BJ burst into laughter. “I’m serious,” Herman said. Bill raised his hand in defeat. “I know, but you’ve got to give us a few minutes, maybe even an hour to regain our strength.” “Okay, I’ll wait. I’m going to feed the stock. When I get back you two should be ready.” He walked out and Bill and BJ couldn’t hold back the laughter. “He’s not kidding,” Bill informed her. “I know.” “Take a shower first,” Bill yelled at the retreating Herman.

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Seven Herman entered the bedroom in the early evening, seeing his friends snuggled close in intimate slumber. He dropped the towel from his waist and climbed up behind BJ, softly caressing her hips and thighs as she began to move into his hands, encouraging his attention. Herman watched her hand slide down to slowly caress Bill’s penis and balls; bring them to immediate attention. BJ eased up slightly and slowly mounted Bill, easing his erection into her ready sex. She moaned softly as she moved up and down slowly, enjoying the friction between their bodies. “Lay forward, pretty lady, and we’ll do the double penetration with the real thing.” Herman pressed her shoulders forwarded as he crawled up behind her, and positioned himself between Bill’s legs. He ran his hands softly over her back and buttocks, easing her ass cheeks apart, applying a liberal amount of lubrication, and slowly entering her back door. 48

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls BJ held her breath as Herman got into position, finding herself now sandwiched between her cowboys. “Okay, mujercita, Bill and I will move in unison, you let us make love to you. You ready partner?” “Ready,” Bill watched BJ’s face register Herman’s penetration and the slow movement of the two men as they completely possessed her. Her eyes glazed in anticipation as their climaxes built. Slowly, in sync, they moved. Bill could feel Herman’s manhood through the skin between BJ’s sheath and him. It was an amazing feeling to know his friend was enjoying this as much as he was. Bill looked into BJ’s eyes and realized she was watching him watch her. Her smile said it all, and within seconds they all climaxed, holding on to one another as their bodies quaked in sexual bliss. Herman rolled over and sighed, his penis slowly deflating as cum leaked from the head. BJ slid from Bill and held him, burying her face in his neck, letting him hold her tight. She felt his body quake as his penis began to deflate. What am I doing with these two men? Where do we go from here? It was as if Bill was reading her mind, he held her tighter. “You can’t leave me.” “I need to leave. I do.” “But not yet.” Herman got up and pulled on his pants. “Martha made dinner and said it’s ready anytime we are.” He walked from the room, quietly closing the door behind him. BJ sat up and threw her legs over the bed. “Who’s Martha?” “My housekeeper. I forgot she came today. Normally it’s not a big deal as I’m not here.” “I can only imagine what she thought, a woman here visiting in your bed.” 49

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls “Don’t worry about it. Martha’s been telling me for a while I needed to get laid. Says I’ve been such a grouch. She’ll be happy for me.” “Great, now I’m comic relief, a therapeutic fuck.” “No! You’re not.” Bill pulled her back and took her lips in his. When he broke the kiss he stroked her cheek, “This has been an amazing weekend, one I won’t soon forget. You’re an incredible woman and I’m happy you decided to call and get reacquainted.” “Thanks. I’m hungry; let’s go see what’s for dinner.” As they walked down the stairs, hand in hand, they watched Herman put on his jacket. “Where are you going?” Bill asked. “Got a date, besides you two need some time alone. I’ll see you in the morning.” As he opened the door he turned back and walked up to BJ, kissing her softly. “It’s been great seeing you. Come see us again real soon.” He kissed her once again and left the room. Bill watched him leave and then turned to BJ, “He’s right you know.” “What about?” “It has been great having you here. I’ve truly wanted to do this ‘what if’ all my life and believe me you’ve more than lived up to my wildest dreams. I truly believe we could make a great life together.” “Maybe.” “Will you marry me, BJ?” “No!” “Okay, let’s get something to eat.” BJ couldn’t believe how Bill had taken her response in stride, no response. Maybe he thought he had to ask her because of all the sex they’d had… that obligatory ‘I love you 50

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls after sex’ quotient. She followed him to the dining room and took a seat as he brought the homemade stew to the table as well as fresh biscuits. She watched him, waiting for him to speak. “I was serious about marrying me, BJ. I know you don’t think so. I’ve wanted to marry you from the day we met, but it never worked out, for whatever reason. I don’t want you to walk out of my life, not this time.” “But we don’t really know each other. We’ve had some earth shattering sex I have to agree with that, but you’ve shared me with Herman, how do you truly feel about sharing the woman you want to marry with your friend?” “Actually I don’t have a problem with it. If you were my wife, I would. We’ve both had other partners in our lives and that doesn’t bother me. If you were my wife, I’m not sure I’d want to share you in the future. But then again, if it made you happy, I might.” “I appreciate your honesty.” BJ took a couple bites of stew and pondered her situation. She did love this man and had since she was a teenager. He’s right, we’ve both lived our lives, but am I ready to settle down with him…be a rancher’s wife. “As much as I hate to see you leave I think you need to take care of the business you had planned in Denver on Monday and then I’d like you to come back here and we’ll get married, here at the ranch. It’ll give you time to call your daughter and get her here and anyone else you’d like to come. I can have Martha set everything else up, she’s great at that. All you’d have to do is come back, say a week from today. What do you say?” BJ smiled, knowing she’d make this man a great wife, a wife long in the making. “Yes, I’ll marry you, the sooner the 51

BJ’s Cowboys - J.A. Rawls better. I’ll be back a week from today,” she sat back and looked him in the eyes, “you sure?” Bill stood and pulled her into his arms sealing their commitment with a kiss. “I’ve been sure for over twenty years. If you’d like, I could drive you to Denver and we could come back together.” “Or I could have one of my staff take it and I could stay with you until the wedding.” “You’d do that?” “Yes, I love you Bill.” “I love you too.” The door burst open and Herman walked in slapping Bill on the back. “You’re the luckiest Gringo I know, congratulations to both of you; it’s about damn time you two got together.” “Were you listening at the door?” Bill asked surprised by Herman’s interruption. “Yes!” Herman slapped him on the back once again. “I’m so happy for you two.”

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About the Author J.A. Rawls writes erotic romance, usually from the view of the Cougar in pursuit. She enjoys including bits of real-life travels that add to the reality and can be identified if you frequent certain cities. Reading, ballroom dancing, travelling and quilting are some of her favorite pursuits when she’s not writing. J.A. is currently working on several other erotic romances to include her sexy ‘Cougar’ series, stories of older women and their younger men.

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