Cowboy pours you a drink

Cowboy gently pulls up on your chin, lifting your mouth off his hefty cock. He leans forward and plants a brusque kiss on your lips.

“Come on, I have an idea.” He remarks as he pulls you to your feet.

He steps out of his jock and leaves it on the living room floor. He places a rough hand on your ass and begins steering you towards the kitchen. He pauses at a liquor cabinet and pours two glass tumblers with a generous amount of an amber colored liquid. He places the glass in your hand and taps his to yours. “Cheers, do you like whiskey? Always preferred Irish whiskeys myself.” You’ve had some liquor before, but usually mixed with some coke. Not wanting to be rude, you take a small gulp of the drink. It burns down your throat and leaves a warm sensation in your belly. The taste is a little harsh, but the warming feeling is delightful. “Mmmm” you hum out and lock eyes with Cowboy.

“Follow me” he utters with a smile and turns down the hallway. Trailing behind him, you again notice how large his body is. His firm ass gives a sultry wiggle as he walks in front of you. You can’t see where he is leading you but you assume he’s taking you to his bedroom.

Halfway down the hall, he opens a side door and leads you out onto his back patio. The patio is a large concrete slab that seems recessed into the side of the house. The warm air carresses your body and Cowboy turns to face you, stepping slightly to the side. As he steps out of the way, you notice where he has been guiding you. At the edge of the patio sits a large, steaming hot tub. The tub itself is lit from the bottom by low red lights, there are no other lights in sight except the country stars. Cowboy steps into the tub and sits on the far side. “Why don’t you get in?” He says over the soft noise of the bubble jets.