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Beth had brushed Blaze for 20 minutes. Now she was intently untangling his main. Her reverie was disturbed by her Dad's old pickup backing into the small stable with a load of hay from the big barn. As he climbed out of the cab, then onto the bed to unload, Beth looked up over Blaze's back. She started to holler out a greeting, but stopped. A couple years ago Beth would've been at his side in a flash. She adored her Dad; Beth normally spent every minute she could hanging around him when their busy schedules permitted.
She loved him, and always knew he loved her back. He'd tease her, but never in a mean way; he was invariably fun to be with. Whenever she was sad, Dad was good for a hug or a smile. Next thing she knew, she'd be feeling better.
Beth could ask him tough questions; he'd always try to give her honest answers. Not ducking her curious nature was perhaps his most endearing quality. She hated the way her mother too often just answered "Because!" dismissing Beth.
But now wasn't a couple years ago. Now was this very moment; an older Beth hesitated. Yes, she saw her father preparing to unload the hay; she also saw a handsome, muscular man who was only wearing a somewhat tight pair of jeans. It was a warm, humid day. His exposed skin had a sweaty sheen. Young Beth was unconsciously stunned to recognize that her Dad was a very good-looking man. He'd never been a man to her before today, just her Dad.
Beth froze. She was absorbing how he looked as he picked up the heavy bales, then tossed them into a pile in an empty stall. It struck home just how beautiful he looked to her as he bent and lifted. Beth was getting aroused watching his muscles flex. She felt a few pangs of guilt, but "damn his tush looked sexy."
Her Dad was only 18 when he'd married her Mom. The 39-year old farmer worked very hard on his place, he didn't sport an ounce of flab as a result. Beth understood that of the men she did see at Church, or in the county's one Podunk "town", that her father was maybe the best looking man in the area.
Fate can very, very cruel. Yet sometimes it can be kind. Beth was starting to drool. It made her feel guilty again, but her pussy was moistening as she watched him. The thought "God, I'd like to see him naked!" flashed through her head. At almost that instant, the bale he was lifting to his chest to pitch broke open, causing a cloud of irritating hay bits to spill down his front.
Stepping off the truck so he could pull the loose flakes into a barn cart, an "Oh, fer chrizz sakes!" escaped his lips. Hay had gotten into his pants causing him to feel itchy as hell. He headed towards the only bench in the small stable.
As her father headed her way, Beth slipped under Blaze's neck so she could hide behind the solid, stall door. She didn't feel like trying to explain why she hadn't said "Hi", ["or why your panties are soaked" the little voice in her head teased.] Beth peaked between the spaced 2"x 8"'s of the stall wall to see what her Dad was doing.
Be careful what you ask for, you might get it is how the saying goes. Her father unsnapped his jeans, then lowered the zipper. Pulling at his jeans, he had to wiggle a bit because they'd gotten sweat-soaked, sticking to him. Finally they gave way, sliding down to his knees. Beth clearly saw her Dad's dangling dick and swinging balls. He sat down to remove his boots. At last he could remove his pants and underwear.
Her father stood, giving her another great view of everything. He tried to shake the hay bits out of his clothing. The violent shaking sent his penis prancing and balls bouncing in every possible direction. Beth felt light-headed.