Sam Taylor pulled up to the work area in his big heavy duty Ford F250 work truck. The parking zone that was filled with trucks and heavy construction equipment also held several tiny and very strange looking vehicles that could easily have come from a movie set for a sci-fi production. Wherever they came from they sure the hell didn’t belong in a forest clear out area.
“What the blue blazes is going on?” Sam muttered as he spied a bunch of young women and one man standing around the base of “the monster”. A large oak tree that did not want to be cut down, so far something went wrong every time they tried to bring it down, including damage to a lot of expensive equipment. The crew had finally given up on chopping it down and decided to work around the stubborn old tree.
He then spied several of his men on their hands and knees in the woods moving leaves and debris.
One of his workers rushed up to him before he could even get out of the truck.
“Sam, we got a bunch of treehuggers here protesting the destruction of the forest.” Tommy Bolen spit the word treehugger out like it was the vilest of things.
“It can’t be that bad, Tommy. It looks like a bunch of girls, what damage can they do?” Sam chuckled; they had dealt with stunts like this a few times before, especially now that the green movement was so popular. Usually the kids were easily dispatched and work could go on.
“One has managed to chain herself to the damn monster and tossed the key. We have guys searching the forest floor but so far the key hasn’t been located.” Tommy looked worried. He was one of the more skittish of the crew members so that wasn’t surprising but it didn’t bode well.
“Don’t worry, Tommy, I’ll take care of it.” Sam marched over to the protesters with their painted signs and slogan filled T-shirts. They stood in front of the girl chained to the tree; he couldn’t get a good look at her.
“What are you kids trying to prove?” He asked as he stared at them. Sizing them up he figured they were all college kids from the city just out trying to make a green statement so they could say they did their part to save the world.
The kids parted to reveal the girl tied to the tree. Sam’s breath caught and his heart stopped. A girl with wild, dark red hair wearing a tight green top and long flowing skirt covered with flowers and vines stood there with chains all around her, over her arms, across her waist, she was clearly chained up good. “You’re tree haters. You are all destroying Mother Earth, you have to be stopped.” The girl…no, no, no with curves like that she had to be a woman and all woman at that, chained to the tree shouted at him. Her voice was clear, strong and passionate and she was flat out gorgeous. He had never seen such a beautiful tree hugger. Most of those crazy vegetarian/vegan chicks were so skinny they looked malnourished. Not this one. Oh, no. She looked damn fine.
“Honey, we ain’t no damn tree haters and we’re not out to destroy the planet we’re just doing our jobs so we can feed our families.”
“You need to find new jobs that aren’t so destructive!” She spit at him.
Wild fiery temper to go with all that crazy red hair, hmm, this was going to be fun. “Honey, what freakin’ planet do you come from? In case you haven’t heard jobs are a little scarce right now. We are all thankful we have got jobs right now. All the men on this crew have families, kids to feed, bills to pay. We ain’t got the choice of living out some high faluting ideals, we live in reality and this is what we do to make ends meet. We ain’ t devils, just men who care about taking care of our families.”
Sam felt like a preacher, but this wasn’t the first time he had to give this speech. Working in the logging industry right now was almost as bad, if not worse than doing something to or with animals. Protestors came out every couple weeks, made their stand and when they realized they didn’t worship Satan as they chopped down the trees they left satisfied.
Now here was this earth mama goddess type woman with all that long crazy auburn hair, curves his hands itched to trace, and big bluish green eyes that he could just fall into and she had to go and chain herself to a tree. Damn. He had to get her out of here so they could get back to work but all he wanted to do was clear everyone else out and take advantage of her being chained to that damn monster tree.
Double damn, Sam was a good man. He knew that, he mama had raised him right. He never got into none of that kinky stuff before so why was the sight of this crazy hippie wannabe stirring up all kinds of bondage scenarios in his mind.
He looked at her as she glared at him.
“Honey, where’s the key? You’re a smart woman you can’t have tossed the only key to your padlock there.”
“I did, I can’t let you chop down this tree.” Her chin tilted up and her nose stuck up in the air like one of those damn snooty bitches from the city…which is what she was, he reminded himself even as his blood continued to get hotter every time he looked at her.
“We’re not cutting that tree down. The monster has given us too many problems so we decided to let him stand but we do have other trees to cut down.”
She looked surprised when he said they weren’t cutting down the monster she was chained to, so did the rest of her treehuggers. “Well, I can’t let you chop down any of the other trees either, they have to be protected.”
“They have to be protected!” Sam roared. “What about all the damn jobs these trees are going to, the money that is being made by good men who only want to take care of their families? Who is going to protect those kids from starving, those men from losing their jobs and their homes? You going to do that girl?” These bleeding heart greenies really pissed Sam off sometimes. They didn’t see the whole story. Sam loved the planet, he did his part but he also had a damn job to do. “Look, little earth girl you don’t know the whole damn story. Tell me something, how much did that shirt cost you?”
Her blue-green eyes looked down at her green top that was clearly expensive, “It retails for $50 but I got a discount cause I work at the boutique, but it’s a hemp bamboo blend…” she said quietly but Sam interrupted her.
“Around here $50 can feed a family of four for a week or more,” Sam grabbed his t-shirt, “See this? $5 at Wal-Mart.” He watched her wrinkle her nose. “You have a problem with Wal-Mart?”
“Their practices are unfair and they sell crap.” She turned up her pretty little nose again.
“Well, they employ a lot of people around here and they give us affordable products including our cheap ass five dollar shirts. Everyone around here shops at Wal-Mart, K-Mart and sometimes Target, though the Target is a little pricey for most.” A few of the group giggled. “Y’all find it funny that we think Target is expensive? Whatever! Take your rich little asses out of the big bad forest and go on home to your parents and your trust funds…stick around here and you might get exposed to real life. It could be too much for y’all.” Sam heard a few gasps and muttered comments but no one had the balls to stand up and say shit.
Then Red spoke, “I don’t care about all that, we have to save as many trees as we can to stop global warming.”
“Honey, I applaud your ideals and I understand but this ain’t the way to do it. Look, I recycle, I do my part, my mama even has an organic farm that feeds most of the town whether through fresh produce or what she cooks at her café and deli. I know all about saving the planet and doing right and, believe me, here we’re doing what we can while still providing jobs to good people that need them.” She just stared at him with those big eyes. Sam felt his heart race and his palms get sweaty. Why couldn’t one of the nice women in town do this to him? Why did it have to be some stuck up, red haired hippie treehugger?
“Isn’t there another way?” She asked quietly.
“This is the way. These trees are going to local factories that employ local workers. The wood will be made into lumber, paper pulp, or other wood materials all to create jobs for people here, money for our community. And by the way once we are done cutting down these trees another crew will come in and clear the land. After that another crew will come in and plant new trees. All of it provides jobs and we put back what we take. It works for everyone, including the planet. And by the way, we’re not going through and clear cutting. We pick and choose leaving the little trees to continue to grow and we also leave some of the big ol’ grand daddies like monster there that you’re chained up to. It takes a bit longer to work like that but it’s better for the environment.”
All the treehuggers stared at him, mouths shaped into soundless O’s.
Red looked sheepish as she stared at the chains attaching her to the tree. “I’ m sorry, sir. I guess I should have researched things better. I just get so fired up about things and then I want to do something and…I’m sorry.” She turned to all her friends. “You guys go ahead and go, I’ll figure out how to get out of here and meet you guys back on campus, OK?”
They murmured OK and all except one went and piled into their strange little cars. Sam wasn’t sure how they all fit into the tiny little things. Must be like clown cars.
“Cassie, are you sure you want everyone to go? How are you going to get out of those chains without the key?” A pretty blond asked the red haired wild woman in charge.
“Kim, I’ll be alright,” She turned and smiled at Sam, “I bet this nice man has some kind of tool that can get these chains off me, key or not.”
Sam’s heart raced even faster and all the blood rushed to an area in his blue jeans. His reaction to her words were no different than if she had said, “No, I’m going to stay here and have my way this man.”
“If you’re sure, Cassie. You call me if you have any trouble OK? I might stop at the organic café Mr… Mr?”
“Taylor, Sam Taylor.” He filled in the blank for her.
“I’ll be down at the café Mr. Taylor’s mother owns for awhile if you need anything.”
“Thanks, Kim, I’ll be fine.”
Kim climbed into the second to last little car and drove away. Alone, they were all alone. Most of the crew had scattered around the forest cutting and preparing trees to be cut down while Tommy and a couple others were trying to locate a locksmith or someone that could get rid of the lock on those chains.
“So you really threw the only key you have out there somewhere?” Sam asked incredulously looking around the wide expanse of forest.
“It sounded like a good idea at the time,” Cassie said in a breathless voice.
“So, Cassie, is it? Do you have these brilliant ideas often?” her pale slightly freckled skin turned a bright and endearing shade of pink.
“Sometimes,” she mumbled.
“How old are you, darling?” He asked.
Her head popped up with surprise, “I’m 22, why?”
Oh thank God, he sighed to himself. She was only four years younger than him. He didn’t feel like scum now lusting after the luscious curves of her body as she stood helpless in front of him chained to that damn tree.
“How old are you?” She asked curiosity filling her gaze, along with something else that stirred up little tingles and tornadoes in Sam’s belly.
“Twenty six,” He answered as he continued to stare at her. His eyes drank in every little detail, from the tiny freckles on her pert little nose to the purple polish on her cute little toes and all the womanly mounds and curves in between. She wasn’t some skinny little thing that looked like a boy in a skirt, hell no this woman was beautiful, lush…a ripe piece of fruit ready to be plucked. And boy did he want to fuck…ah…pluck her.
She fidgeted in the chains and squirmed around until one arm was free then she worked the other out. She stretched as best she could which hiked up her shirt a bit so Sam could see her flat stomach and the twinkling jewel glittering from her belly button. The blood continued to rush to his nether parts making his blue jeans a bit tight and uncomfortable. He shifted as she continued to wiggle enticingly.
“You just gonna stand there and ogle me or you gonna help get me out of these chains?”
“Well, to be honest I was rather enjoying the view and figured you got yourself into this mess perhaps you should get yourself out.” He said with a smile.
“I can see you enjoy the view. Have you always been into BDSM?”
“BD what?” He asked.
“Bondage.”
“Uh, no I ain’t into that kinky stuff. I just think it’s..ah..” Sam cleared his throat, “interesting to watch you struggle.”
“Interesting enough to make a really big bulge in your pants.”
“What, oh…” he looked down and pulled his flannel shirt closed. Now it was his turn to wear several shades of pink.
“Where are all your guys?” She asked looking around.
Sam looked around too, “All over the forest doing their jobs I suppose.”
“When will they be back?”
“Oh, not for some time, mostly not ‘til close to dark. We get as much work in that we can.”
“Good.”
“Why?”
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She just smiled at him then peeled off her top. Sam about swallowed his tongue. Then she reached behind her back and undid her pink bra and tossed it onto the forest floor. Her large, perfect round breasts were out in the open for anyone and everyone, mainly him…to see. He didn’t think his cock could get any harder as it strained against the denim fabric.
Cassie’s breasts were so white and beautiful, perfect globes basking in the beauty of the natural light. Sunlight streamed across her chest and the slight cool breeze made her rosy nipples pucker into tight little nibs that Sam ached to taste.
Cassie bent over a little and wiggled and moved until her skirt hit the ground, her little pink thong soon followed. Holy crap, she was a natural red head, Sam thought as he stared at the neat little triangle of dark red curls glistening with moisture in the sunlight. His balls tightened and threatened to come in his jeans right then and there.
She looked like an ethereal forest nymph, naked and radiant against that tree. He stepped towards her, he just couldn’t resist. He knew he should, he couldn’t take advantage of a strange woman chained to a tree. Could he? It’s not like he stripped her, she did that herself. But what if someone came along? Screw it…no screw her. His desire got the better of him.
He pushed her soft skin against the scratchy bark and rubbed his body along hers. He crushed his lips to hers. She tasted like raspberries and cream and he just couldn’t get enough. Her lips were full and moist as she passionately returned his kisses. His fingers dipped into the hot well of her womanhood causing a deep moan to escape her lips.
Her fingers found the zipper of his jeans and yanked his shaft from its confines “Oh my, what a big cock you have?” she whispered to him, little red riding hood style.
“The better to fuck you with my dear,” he replied in big bad wolf fashion.
She giggled and thrust his pants down as far as she could, he pulled his finger out of her and moved back and shoved his jeans down the rest of the way, boxers and all then hurriedly kicked off his boots. Soon he stood in just his shirt and socks having tossed off the flannel as well.
She reached for him and he readily went to her embrace. The warmth of their bodies mingled and merged as they kissed and caressed each other’s bodies. His large work roughened hands molded around her ultra soft feminine curves, shaping around her breasts…a perfect fit. He knelt in front of her and sucked one rosy puckered nipple between his lips causing her to gasp and arch her back. The chains stretched taught across her stomach causing a flutter in Sam’s belly and making his cock jerk with several small spasms. The jewel in her belly button sparkled and taunted him. He dipped lower and caught it between his teeth for a moment then dipped his tongue into the crevice of her navel.
He put one hand over where the chains crossed her belly and she looked down at him and smiled. His hand went lower and he dipped a finger into her heated folds again. She was so hot and slick his finger slid right in. She moaned and thrust her hips towards him and threw one leg over his shoulder. He accepted the invitation and his face was soon buried between her legs.
She tasted of honey and fresh, ripe fruit…so sweet… he couldn’t get enough. His tongue dipped and swirled and danced around her womanly folds as she moaned and dug her nails into his shoulders, then he drew in the hard little nub and sucked while he dipped one then two fingers inside her and started moving them in a deep swirling motion.
“Oh.My.God!” She cried out and bucked against him, juices flowing hot and heavy into him. He drank in all her sweet nectar and continued the tongue assault on her until she sagged against him.
When she was almost still he put her leg down and stood up pulling her mouth to his. He kissed her deeply with more desire than he had ever felt in his life. She readily kissed him back, hungrily licking her own flavor off his lips.
He pulled both her legs to him and hooked them over his arms and easily slid right into her. She screamed in surprise at the quick motion, her eyes wide and filled with shock. He let her adjust to his size then began to slowly thrust into her.
God, she felt like heaven, so tight, so hot around him. A perfect fit, like an expensive glove. He looked at her as he thrust in and out, her head was thrown back against the tree, her mouth wide open in surrender little moans escaping from her moist lips. He was going to come just from looking at her enjoy herself.
Her arms were thrust above her head gripping the tree for support which made her breasts jut out, nipples erect, her whole body flushed a delicious shade of pink. He leaned forward and pulled a nipple into his mouth greedily suckling at it. He looked down and watched himself as he fluidly moved in and out of her beautiful body. How did he get so lucky, he wondered to be making love to a forest nymph like this. He could never have imagined anything like this in his wildest fantasies.
Cassie started moaning loud, and then louder, he could feel her body tighten around him, she was going to come again. Her arms encircled him, her nails finding their way into his back as she spasmed and rocked against him, crying out so loudly he knew all the guys could surely hear her. He couldn’t hold back and he thrust harder and faster into her, matching her own frenzied movements until they both exploded in a wild combustion of thrilling lust and passion.
Sam saw fireworks, he surely did and little fairies dancing around his head. When the world stopped moving and his cock stopped twitching he opened his eyes to the most wondrous vision, ethereal Cassie’s heavy lidded smoky eyes staring at him with a smile of complete and utter satisfaction on her sensuously full lips.
“Wow,” she said breathlessly.
“Wow is right. Damn girl, you sure are a kinky little thing.” He breathed into her long hair waving wildly in the breeze. It flung out all around them like a wild cloak.
“You ain’t seen nothing yet, big boy,” she purred against him like a happy cat.
Suddenly Sam heard the sound of motors in the distance. “Shit, the guys are coming back, we gotta get dressed.”
“OK, hand me my clothes.”
He bent down to collect her clothes, when he stood back up she stood in front of him no longer chained to the tree.
“What? How? What the hell?” Sam stood there, naked from the waist down and totally confused holding her clothes.
“Sorry. That old lock doesn’t work. It looks like it is snapped shut but all you gotta do is tug on it and it pops open.” She smiled at him sheepishly while she got dressed.
“So you could have got out of here at any moment?”
“Yeah.”
“Then why didn’t you?”
“It seemed to turn you on and I rather enjoyed seeing you turned on. It started turning me on so I went along with it.”
“You tricked me.”
“No, I seduced you,” she smiled. Then bent over to slip on her thong. Sam caught a glimpse of her back. It was red and raw in places where the tree bark had rubbed her.
“Oh, your back…does it hurt?” he asked gently.
“Only a little and well worth every bit of pain,” This time her grin was rather wicked looked.
The motors were getting closer.
“You, ah, better put your clothes on there, big guy, before your crew finds you with your willie hanging out,” Cassie laughed. The sound sent another rush of blood to his penis making it stand up straight at her. “Ready for round two already? Hmm…I like that, she bent down and gave his “willie” a quick lick and a kiss, “but that’ll have to wait.”
Sam wasn’t thrilled about getting dressed but he did, the last thing he needed was the guys knowing what happened here. He would never hear the end of it. Good guy Sam Taylor banging a poor girl that was chained to a tree.
“You better get on out of here. The guys will wonder what we’ve been up to all this time.”
“You can just tell them you were trying to get me out of the chains.”
“You mean out of your clothes?”
“Yeah that too,” she giggled.
She had the most musical laugh. Shit, Sam realized he was completely and thoroughly besotted with this little treehugging minx. She was a naughty little nymph getting his head all mixed up like this. It was something he was completely unfamiliar with.
“Hey, where’s that café you were talking about. I’ll go wait for you there until you are done here. Then…uh..maybe…we can go back to your place,” she was playing coy again. It was so damn cute.
“It’s right on Main Street, red brick building, Cathy’s Café. Cathy’s my mom. I’ll meet you there in just a bit.”
“I’ll be waiting impatiently.”
“You won’t be too impatient once you taste my mom’s food. Try the coffee or cappuccino. You’ll love it, it’s right up your alley all organic and fair trade.”
She laughed, “You’re a good man, Sam Taylor. The perfect blend of normal guy and nature lover. I’m sorry I gave you a hard time.”
“I’m not, plus I gave you a real hard time in return.”
Cassie blushed again. “I’m looking forward to more of that…soon. Real soon.”
Sam watched Cassie climb into her little green electric car and scoot out of the forest just as most of the crew pulled up in heavy equipment.
Tommy came up to him, “Finally got the treehugger out of here, huh? She give you much trouble?”
“No, not much, how did everything go out there?”
“All’s good, another couple days and we should be done in this spot by Tuesday, Wednesday at the latest then the stump guys can come in.”
“Good I’ll give them a call Monday morning. Hey, Tommy can you finish up everything here? I need to get on out to my mom’s OK?”
“Sure thing, I’ll see you Monday, boss.”
Sam couldn’t wait to get down to his mom’s café to drag Cassie back to his place. He was almost afraid the whole thing had been a dream, that the forest had played tricks on his mind. He worried her little green car wasn’t going to be in the lot at the café but it was and thank goodness her friend Kim’s little red number wasn’t.
Sam walked in and found Cassie looking heavenly in a booth sipping a cappuccino.
“Hi, Sam,” His mother called out, “Come here, boy and talk to your mama for a minute.”
Shit he just wanted to grab Cassie and drag her back to his place.
He walked up to his mom and she wrapped her tiny little arms around him as best as she could and gave him a big hug. “She’s a beaut, Sam. I am so glad you finally found her.” she whispered in his ear, “And she smells divine.” Sam’s eyes must have been full of questions cause she responded, “Her scent is all over you darling, you smell of the forest and sex, a beautiful combination.” She handed him a tube, “Put this on her back later after she takes a shower, it’ll keep her from getting sore.”
His mom walked away with a knowing smile. He hated it when she did that. He never could get away with anything around that woman. Somehow she knew everything. Oh, well, no time to be embarrassed. Cassie was waiting with a big smile on her face.
“Come on woman, let’s go.” He held out his hand to her.
She placed her soft, tiny hand in his large rough one and he led her to his truck. They left her little car at the café.
On the way to his place he asked, “Did you tell my mom what happened?”
She looked shocked, “Why would I do that?”
He shrugged. She smiled then slid her hand into his lap. Within seconds he was hard and ready for her. She unzipped him and soon had him in her warm luscious mouth. He was going to run off the road if she didn’t cool it.
He grabbed her hair with one hand while controlling the steering wheel with the other, “Slow down, babe, we got all weekend.”
She looked up at him with those big blue green eyes and said, “No, Sam, we have the rest of our lives to do this.”
He smiled right back at her feeling peace and happiness well up inside him, “We sure do, Cassie, we sure do.” He wasn’t letting this little forest nymph slip away into the woods anytime soon, hell he didn’t plan on ever letting her go.
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