Soon it was date number four and both of us knew that if she did not put out tonight this relationship was over. We pulled up to my new log cabin, and...I could see by the look on Rachel’s face that she was thinking” there is no way I’m not fucking this good looking rich guy tonight”. I felt the same way; there was no way I didn’t want to fuck my skinny western honey tonight. We sat in the living room and I got a beer. Rachel shook her head in disgust and went right to my bar and grabbed my best. He wasn’t very tall, about 1m 70 (5’ 7”) but had an athletic body with nice biceps and pecs. His arms were pretty impressive, as he had been a gymnast in his youth. He always kept his body hairless. He wasn’t handsome but had a warm friendly face and curly hair. I was sitting on the lower bench in the sauna when he came in. He looked tightly muscled, not a drop of fat on him. All in all, a very attractive guy, probably aged about forty. The women seemed to like him, although I never saw him. She continued necking me and rubbing my cock for another 15-20 minutes. I was so scarred that I couldn’t even moan!Then she told me to put my hand around her. The arm rest between us was already pulled back."Don't just sit there you slut. Serve my boobs"I put my one arm around her and then both my hands under her shirt. I pulled her bra under the breasts and started caressing her wonderful big boobs. I realized that if her boobs felt so wonderful under the shirt, how amazing they would feel. You see, impressions are everything in the business world. I would have enjoyed our night together but I would never have invested with RR if they didn't treat me with the seriousness I deserved."Sandy replied, "I must admit that I wasn't very impressed by the laid-back cowboy and I had thought that today was going to be a trial, but would never let you know of my impression of you. It just wouldn't be proper or dignified. I may be a glorified piece of eye candy, but I chose this job and do my.