Something Bigger

Damion

I had my earbuds in, listening to one of my favorite podcasts from back home while I rode around on the tractor taking care of the fence. It was mildly relaxing to be completely alone, working without anyone expecting anything of me. I didn’t have a deadline. I didn’t have twenty people depending on me to tell them what to do and how to do it. I tried to tell myself it was a lifestyle I could get used to with some time.

Something in my peripheral vision caught my eye. I turned my head to see Alex’s truck headed toward the house. I smiled, happy to see her. I checked the time and decided there was enough time for some afternoon delight before I had to go pick up Oliver. I lifted the neckline of my T-shirt and gave it a good sniff. I didn’t stink.

I hadn’t been doing anything especially strenuous and hadn’t broken a sweat. I turned the tractor, steering it back to the house to meet her. I was looking forward to a steamy kiss and hopefully a little bit of hot sex. It had been too