Unknown - Wild for horses

Jason blushed, and he pulled the dish towel off and went away muttering angrily.

"That's the last time I do the dishes for her," he was saying.

Both girls looked at each other and giggled.

Ramona had her school books under her arm. Tanya took her by the arm.

"Come on, put your books in here. I told Jason if he did the dishes for me tonight, I'd get you to go out on a date with him," she confided.

"Oh really? Gee, thanks a lot. I suppose I don't get any say in the matter."

Ramona, a pretty, pert blonde crossed her legs as she sat on the arm of a chair.

She lit a cigarette. Her parents didn't care if she smoked.

Tanya wasn't allowed to smoke. She closed the door to her room.

Then she took a puff on Ramona's cigarette. "Mmmm," she breathed the smoke out.

"Look," she added. "Why don't you give Jason a try. He's absolutely pining for you. Think of it this way. You'll be doing a horny boy a favor."

Ramona giggled. "What is it – National Take a Horny Boy out for a Ride in His Car Week?" She laughed again. "Nothing doing. You know I only go for older guys, Tanya."

"Well, Jason is seventeen. He's a year older than we are. Plus you said yourself he's cute. You've got to admit he is." She pressed her point.

Ramona tapped her cigarette in Tanya's gold cup for cheerleading.

"I said he was kind of cute. But I can't stand going out with boys who have no experience. You know, that kind of thing really disgusts me. When they don't know whether to put their fingers up your panties or kiss you on the cheek goodnight. And they're afraid to do one and awkward about doing the other. They make me too jumpy."

Tanya looked at her friend enviously.

Ramona had a lot more experience than she.

Tanya's parents still wouldn't let her go out on a date alone with a boy.

She wasn't allowed to drive around in a boy's car, and if she went to a party, she had to leave her parents the phone number where she would be, and she had to be home by midnight. But she agreed with Ramona, as if she had as much experience.

"I know what you mean. But how can a guy get experience if an experienced woman won't let him try her out. I mean – shouldn't we experienced women try to help out all the green guys we can? Otherwise, some dumb innocent little girl who's just as dumb as the guy might get her hands on him, and then he'd never know what's what."

Ramona laughed. "You should be on the debating team, not on the cheerleaders. I swear, Tanya. You could convince a horse to walk on two legs!"

"Does that mean that you'll do it!!!" Tanya said.

All in all, she did love her older brother. And she did really want to see him happy, and get his first hot date with Ramona. Plus she knew then that he would owe her a favor.

"I'll think about it!" Ramona only promised.

"Good, that means it's settled. Oh, speaking of horses, that reminds me, I want you to come and help me convince Burton to convince my mother to let me have a riding party for my birthday. Come on." Tanya put out Ramona's cigarette.

"Are you still trying to get them to let you do that? I swear, I don't know what it is about you and horses, Tanya," Ramona said.

She picked up the framed picture of Trigger, Tanya's favorite horse.

"I mean, I'd much rather think about going riding on some mature man. Like that hunky stepfather of yours. I think he's groovy. So handsome."

Ramona's eyes went all dreamy as she looked at the horse and thought about Burton Reynolds.

"But just look at the power of the horse," said Tanya grabbing the picture… "Look at the horse's legs, at his neck. You know a horse could knock you down and kill you with just one of his hoofs!" Tanya said, thrilled.

"Mmmmm?" said Ramona vaguely. "So what?" she added unimpressed.

"And when you go riding, you feel all that power between your legs, while the stallion's black mane whips in your face and he carries you along like you're flying!"

Tanya waxed eloquent, thinking of riding a horse.

Ramona only laughed and teasingly pulled her hair.

"What an imagination. You've never even ridden a horse."

"I know! But I've imagined the whole thing so many times. That's why we've got to convince him. Come on, he's in the study, reading the paper."

The two young, nubile sixteen year old girls went into the study.

"Good evening, Ramona, how are you?" handsome Burton Reynolds asked his daughter's young friend. He folded up his evening paper and took out a pipe.

Tanya sat down on one arm of his armchair.

Ramona cuddled up on the other arm. Her chest was heaving.

Proximity to this handsome older man always made her get breathless.

"Well, girls, how's tricks?" Burton asked them.

Ramona licked her lips. Tanya said: "Oh Burton!" Then she added, "How was your day at the office?"

"All right. Lots of work. We got a big new project, to do the new library downtown."

Ramona said, "How fascinating!" She had large breasts and they extended now a good ways out of her tight red t-shirt. She crossed her legs.

"Are you interested in architecture, Ramona?"

"Oh yes, very much, Mr. Reynolds," said Ramona.

He looked up at his daughter's friend. Then he looked at his daughter. What a fine-looking pair of girls, he was thinking. In his younger days, he would have stopped at nothing to get them. But now, he was a settled married man in love with his wife.

"Burton, you know I've saved up some money. And I could make more. I could get a job," Tanya was saying. She put her arm around her stepfather.

"A job? I think that would be an excellent idea. But I'm surprised Tanya. I've never heard you be interested in working before."

He was glad to hear his step-daughter taking a more practical view of things.

He thought Loretta had badly spoiled her daughter.

"Well, you know, I was thinking, if I was making some money on my own, I could pay for some things myself. I mean I know you and Mom aren't always going to pay for me. I just thought I should start taking on some responsibilities myself."

"I couldn't agree with you more, Tanya. You know, girls, I started working when I was twelve years old. Both my parents died when I was very young and I lived in an orphanage. I had to start taking care of myself right away."

"Oh you poor thing, Mr. Reynolds. You mean you didn't have any mother to take care of you?" She leaned over the arm of the chair.

Her big round mounds of cleavage could be clearly seen.

Burton patted Ramona's firm bottom. She was just a kid after all.

"Nope. I had nobody to take care of me but myself. But sometimes I think it's better that way. A lot of kids I see growing up nowadays expect to have the world handed to them on a silver platter. A bunch of spoiled brats if you ask me."

"Then you'll let me get a job if I find one!" Tanya said. Impetuously, she leaned over her stepfather and threw her arms around him. She planted a wet kiss on his cheek. She and her stepfather were unusually close.

Tanya really did need the authoritative influence of an older man. And, though he did think she was somewhat spoiled, Burton really liked her.

"Of course honey. If you find a suitable job, that is."

"Well, Burton, you see, I was thinking, if I did find a job, it would take me a while to save up some money. But then I could pay you and Mom back. For my party I mean."

"What's this?" he said. He turned to his daughter.

"For my riding party. You know how much I want to take some girlfriends, just one or two, and go horseback riding in the country for my birthday. Mom says it would be too expensive, but if I was making some money of my own, then I could pay you back."

Ramona leaned across Burton and tapped her friend's arm. Her big tits rubbed against Burton's chest.