Wild Horse's part 1

Nick Dark had grown up with a love of the land and never dreamt of a life other than running the family ranch. He worked hard to help his father but now they needed extra help with the new horses his father had bought. So nick’s father had hired Jack walker the best horse trainer in Texas, he would be arriving sometime in the evening with his wife and daughter. Nick’s mother had spent the day getting the cabin at the back of the ranch ready for them and had roped nick into helping her out with some of the bigger jobs.

“Ok is there anything else you need me to do mum?” nick asked as he wiped his hand across his forehead to remove the sweat that lingered there. “No, I think that’s everything. Thanks you can go and get ready to go out” his mother beamed at him pleased with a job well done. Nick kissed his mum on the brow and headed back to the main house to shower and change. Friday nights were his one vice, where he could escape the hard work and partake in another of his loves, music. The local bar held an open mic night every Friday and nick had become a regular with his guitar and a voice that had women swooning over him. As if the voice was not enough nick also had the looks to go with it, dark brown hair and deep brown eyes.

Nick was on his last song of the night and the bar was packed. The crowd cheered as he finished and he got down from the stage. Making his way to a table where his friends sat he caught a glimpse of her. At the back of the bar a pool table was set up and bending over the table to take her shot stood the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Her feet were nestled in brown cowboy boots and her long tanned toned legs reached on forever to her tight denim shorts which stretched over a pert perfectly shaped bottom as she bent over. The white vest top she wore revealed her cleavage as she leaned to strike the ball. Long reddish brown wavy brown hair framed her angelic face that what he could see wore no make-up which she didn’t need. A crowd of guys had gathered around to watch her beat some bloke at the game.

The rest of the night nick couldn’t take his eyes off her for long. He could hear her musical laugh above the noise of the music and talking and every time she moved around the room he was completely aware of her movements and what it did to him physically. The night came to an end and nick lost her in the crowd on the way out. He tossed and turned all night if he wasn’t dreaming about her then he was lying awake thinking of her. Finally giving up nick headed out to the barn to make an early start on his chores.

Even though the sun was barely up nick had worked up a sweat and had removed his shirt leaving him to work in his jeans, hat and boots as he hauled hay bales from the top level and tossed them down for the days feed.