The worst nightmare

A few days later Randall was working late in the farm. His father always made him work harder than any of the farmhands while paying him nothing but Randall never found the courage to stand up to his dad as he was still financially dependent on him and remembered the frequent childhood beatings he got whenever he talked back to his dad.

Besides Randall no longer felt all that miserable working in the farm because he got to spend time with the girl he had a huge crush on. Abigail was spending a lot of time in the farm recently and Randall was sure that she understood how he felt about her. In fact Abigail had started lightly teasing and flirting with him whenever they were alone. But there was always a mischievous smile on her face whenever she flirted with him. It was like she knew something Randall didn't know and she was having a lot of fun not telling him.

It was very late at night. The rest of the farmhands had already left. Randall and Abigail were the only ones still working. Abigail smirked at him: "hey Randy, can you feed the rest of the pigs? There's something I gotta take care of."

"Ya, don't worry about it," Randall could never turn down Abigail no matter what she asked or no matter how tired he was. The other farmhands teased him about it all the time but Randall really didn't mind covering her shift.

Abigail gave him a light peck on the cheek: "you're a real lifesaver, Randy. Knew that I could always count on you." Randall felt his heart beating faster. He would gladly feed a hundred pigs all by himself if it meant getting a kiss from her again.

But there was a strange mischievous smile on Abigail's face. Randall felt puzzled when he noticed that she didn't immediately leave the farm but sneaked into the barn instead. Come to think of it she had done the same thing the last few nights as well.

What was Abigail doing in there? Randall felt curious and quietly followed her into the barn a few minutes later. What he saw inside was more traumatizing than his worst nightmare.

Abigail was in the barn with Randall's father. Neither of them had any clothes on. They were lustfully touching and kissing each other.

Abigail was on top of Billy Bob and rubbing her sexy teenage body against his repulsive middle aged body. "Ahh your pussy always feels so tight!" Randall's father remarked laughingly while Abigail lowered herself on his cock taking its full length inside her tight pussy. Her hips were soon moving up and down massaging every inch of the older man's dirty manhood.

Was this really happening? Randall felt numb.

A part of him desperately wanted to run away. Leave Hellen and never come back. But another part of him wanted to keep watching.