Good Afternoon dear readers! I was out and about today, braving the triple digit heat for a quick shopping trip, and I’m very happy I did. The rodeo must be in town, because it was Cowboys a poppin’ everywhere I went.
Rough & Ready Eye Candy Gets a an Old Gal Going
Ever seen a REAL Cowboy? I’m not talkin’ about the dress up dudes, in their high polished leather boots and perfectly blocked Stetsons. No, I’m talking about those long and lean fellows, whose mud caked spurs jingle and scrape on the parking lot cement, wearing work worn jeans.
You must know by now, I live in the Lone Star State, in a city where the cowboys still tip their hats and hold the door – and best of all- I know where they shop.
A Super Store of Kinkyness
This season I seem to have gravitated to a new store for my gardening supplies. Berrenger’s Farm Supply is a veritable wealth of not just healthy plants, but has eye candy is to die for and a HUGE selection of riding tack, for my more kinky needs.
Isle after isle, there’s rope by the yard, Vet wrap, barbed- wire, bits, and more riding crops that you can shake a stick at. One tasty young man who seems to always be there to help the “pretty lady” no matter which department I’m wandering in, blushes like a girl, when I say his name.
Mature Women Know How to Get What They Want
Feeling flirty and frisky today- I called him Jackhammer and he finally got the nerve to ask if I ever went to the local western bar for the Sunday BBQ Dinner. It was so cute – how his head dipped down to stare down at his boots, when I said I sure did enjoy a good piece of meat.
When I heard the sound of Roy’s keys jingling in the next isle, I took that moment to let the fellow collect himself and get a look at still pert ass, sashaying over to the hardware department. Giggling I wrapped my arms around him I whispered- Baby, I still got it. Looking over my shoulder he spies my cowboy fan, and gives my bottom a slap whispers in my ear – and you always will Mistress.