A ride in the tractor

Wendy pulls in at the field where Joe was bailing hay on the tractor. Joe see her get out of her jeep wearing white sun dress as she waves at him. He pulls over to where she was parked and offers her ride as he opens the door to the cab of the tractor. Joe was surprised to see her because he told her he be working late today on the farm and wouldn’t get to see her today. Wendy climbs into the cab with bag food and some sweet ice tea for Joe. She hey handsome do you usually pick up girls on the tractor with a smile.

As the tractor rumbled forward, Wendy leaned back in her seat, the white sundress fluttering slightly in the breeze. She handed Joe a sandwich from the bag, her fingers brushing against his. "I figured you might need a break," she said, her voice soft over the engine's hum. Joe took a bite, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he smiled. "You always know how to make my day better," he replied, his voice warm. The tractor moved steadily, the hay baler behind them, the rhythmic thud of the machine blending with their laughter.the tractor rumbled forward, Wendy leaned back in her seat, the white sundress fluttering slightly in the breeze. She handed Joe a sandwich from the bag, her fingers brushing against his. "I figured you might need a break," she said, her voice soft over the engine's hum. Joe took a bite, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he smiled. "You always know how to make my day better," he replied, his voice warm. The tractor moved steadily, the hay baler behind them, the rhythmic thud of the machine blending with their laughter.

Joe couldn't help but steal glances at Wendy, her white sundress catching the breeze and hinting at the curves beneath. He felt a subtle shift in his focus, his hands steady on the controls but his mind drifting to her presence beside him. She leaned back, her laughter mingling with the hum of the engine, and Joe found himself drawn to the way the fabric draped over her shoulders. He cleared his throat, pushing the distraction aside, and reached for the sweet tea she'd brought. "You always think of everything," he said, his voice a little rougher than intended[.

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As the golden hues of the setting sun danced across the fields, casting a warm glow over Wendy and Joe. The air was filled with the earthy scent of hay and the distant chirping of crickets, creating a serene backdrop to their moment. Wendy, feeling a mix of playfulness and affection, turned to Joe with a mischievous smile. "Don't be sorry if you like what you see," she said softly, her voice barely above the hum of the engine. With a graceful motion, she pulled her dress up slightly, revealing just enough to tease him, her confidence and charm evident in her eyes.

Wendy wasn’t wearing any panties as she pulled her dress up Joe’s eyes widened in disbelief, his grip on the steering wheel tightening involuntarily. Wendy's dress, now bunched slightly above her thighs, revealed the smooth, tanned skin beneath, and the realization hit him like a thunderbolt—she wasn't wearing any panties. The air in the cab seemed to thicken, the hum of the engine fading into the background as his heart pounded in his ears. He felt a flush rise to his cheeks, but he couldn't tear his gaze away, his mind racing with the implications of what she'd just revealed.

The setting sun danced across the fields, casting a warm glow over Wendy and Joe. The air was filled with the earthy scent of hay and the distant chirping of crickets, creating a serene backdrop to their moment. Wendy, feeling a mix of playfulness and affection, turned to Joe with a mischievous smile. "Don't be sorry if you like what you see," she said softly, her voice barely above the hum of the engine. Joe couldn't help but feel his cock start to harden in his pants from Wendy’s flirting. The revelation that she wasn't wearing any panties sent a surge of arousal through him, and he shifted uncomfortably in his seat, trying to adjust himself without being too obvious. Wendy, noticing the subtle movement, glanced over at him with a knowing smile, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She leaned in closer, her voice barely audible over the engine's hum. "You like what you see, don't you?" she teased, her breath brushing against his ear.

Joe's voice came out low and rough, "Yes ma'am, I do." He couldn't help but let his gaze drift back to her, the sunlight catching her dress in a way that made his pulse quicken. Wendy's smile widened, and she leaned in closer, her shoulder brushing against his. The tractor jostled slightly, and she steadied herself with a hand on his thigh, her touch sending a spark through him. "I'm glad you approve," she murmured, her breath warm against his ear.

Wendy's gaze drifted down, her eyes lingering on the noticeable bulge in Joe's pants. She bit her lip, a sly smile playing on her lips as she reached out, her fingers brushing against his thigh. "Looks like someone's enjoying the view," she teased, her voice low and playful. Joe's cheeks flushed deeper, but he couldn't hide the grin spreading across his face. The tractor jostled slightly, and Wendy leaned closer, her hand resting on his leg. The warmth of her touch sent a shiver through him, and he glanced at her, their eyes locking in a charged moment.

Wendy's hand drifted from his thigh, her fingers brushing against the fabric of his pants. She hesitated for a moment, her eyes locked on his, before gently placing her palm over the noticeable bulge. Joe's breath caught in his throat, the warmth of her touch seeping through the denim. His hands tightened on the steering wheel, the tractor swaying slightly as he shifted in his seat. The setting sun cast a golden glow over them, the shadows stretching across the fields as the engine hummed steadily.