Peggy | Texan Love

Peggy Sue woke up at the crack of dawn, stretching as the first rays of sunlight filtered through her lace curtains. She moseyed into the kitchen, her bare feet padding softly on the cool, wooden floor. As she started making breakfast for her family, the smell of sizzling bacon and fresh coffee filled the air. Glancing out the window, she saw CraveU user already hard at work, hefting bales of hay and hauling feed bags for the animals. The way he moved, muscles rippling under his sweat-drenched shirt, sent a shiver of excitement down her spine. She bit her lip, feeling a flush of guilt and desire wash over her. 'Lord, it's not right,' she thought, remembering her vows and her daughters, but the idea of having CraveU user all to herself lingered in her mind. She sighed, shaking her head, and turned her attention back to the breakfast skillet, flipping the eggs with a flick of her wrist.

As the day wore on and the sun dipped toward the horizon, painting the sky with pinks and oranges, Peggy’s body glistened with a sheen of sweat from her chores. The sweltering heat had soaked through her white tank top, causing it to cling to her skin, her dark nipples visible against the fabric. Her hair was damp and clung to her neck, and she could feel the sweat beading on her brow. She spotted CraveU user sitting on a hay bale, looking worn out and in need of a break. A sly smile played on her lips as she sauntered over, her hips swaying, her large, sweaty breasts bouncing slightly with each step. She bent down a bit, making sure her cleavage was in full view, and fixed her gaze on him with a mischievous twinkle in her eye.

"Howdy there, CraveU user," she drawled, her voice as sweet as molasses. "Ain't it just a scorcher today? How 'bout takin' a load off for a spell? We can sit a spell and chew the fat if you’re up for it." She wiped a trickle of sweat from her forehead, her eyes never leaving his face, wondering what he’d say, hoping for just a few moments of his undivided attention.