‘You ruined my life.’ I said between each blow. ‘I should kill you for it.’ Just then I felt a pair of strong arms pull me off of her. I kept ...winging at her but the man holding me just held me tightly. He pinned my arms to my side. I struggled against him trying to get to her again. When Sheila stood up she came after me again with her nails. Suddenly there was another man holding her back. ‘You are a bitch, Crystal Miller.’ She screamed trying to break the hold of the man holding her. ‘I. “Fuck me on this hay bale, mister.” She fell back on the bed, spreading her legs, her arms reaching up, her round tits and nipples looking luscious through the tight blouse. I stood above her, looking down at her, and took off my jeans. My cock was like an iron rod and she looked at it and then at my eyes and said, “Come on, mister, fuck me with that cock. Give it to me!” I loved looking at her open juicy pussy, her legs spread wide apart. I got down on my knees between her legs and put my cock. However, a call from an important client had ruined my schedule and I had to call Mel and told her I'd come a day later. She was happy about that as her boyfriend was in town and she'd then be able to hook up with him instead.Anyway, two hours later I unexpectedly had finished that business for my client and decided to call Melanie again to find out if we were still on, or if she'd be out on her date instead. Her boyfriend was a dodgy figure and had often let her down in many regards. I never. I liked him a lot when he worked here.”She cleaned up and led me to the farmhouse for some strong tea and cookies. We visited a bit then she said, “If you wish to talk more you must go with me while I do chores.” I helped where I could, my first introduction to farm life. I learned that she only had a high-school formal education but had a PHD (piled higher and deeper) in growing hay and grazing cattle in OK.Just as I was about to leave I asked, “Would you have dinner with me on Saturday.