Oakley’s POV:
Two things happened as soon as we got the horses back in the barn and squared away for the night. The first being I practically ran to the house and the second being me stripping down to my birthday suit as soon as the door to my room closed. I headed straight for the bathroom and turned the faucets on to begin filling the gigantic tub that sat in front of a giant picture window. 

Just as I’d known it would be, riding back had been torture. Not only had my clit rubbed against the zipper of my jeans the whole ride, making the ball of desire build within me, but the slight vibration of bouncing in the saddle added to it as well. By the time we had gotten back to the barn, I was just before going over the edge and probably falling off the damn horse in a post-orgasmic state. Which was the reason I ran to the house and stripped as soon as I stepped into my room. 

All I needed was 5 minutes with a finger or two, some dirty images that I knew my mind wouldn't have a problem conjuring up, and I could finally find the relief I had been seeking since that blistering kiss out in the pasture. My clit and nipples were so sensitive that even the water brushing against them made me moan in pleasure. 

Once I was settled into the water,  I slipped a hand down between my legs as I used the other to cup one of my full breasts, teasing the nipple between my thumb and forefinger just as Kacey’d done out in the pasture. Sparks flew through my system. But it was the fingers rubbing tight circles on my clit that had my heartrate picking up and my hips trusting, wanting more contact, more friction. Sliding my middle finger into my spasming channel, I began pumping in and out of myself, bringing myself closer and closer to the brink. With each thrust of my finger, I could feel my pussy walls clamping down, trying their best to hold my finger deep inside of me. Needing more, I eased my finger out and slipped it and my index finger back in, delighting in the fullness that the two digits gave me. But still my body craved more. 

Hooking my fingers in a come-hither motion, I began rubbing the spot deep inside me that only I had ever been able to find while my thumb rubbed tight circles over my hardened clit. Within moments, my orgasm ripped through me like tornadoes ripping through a trailer park. The force of it making my back arch and causing my head to fall back on my shoulders as I moaned in delight. But even as my body spasmed, I kept up the pace until I’d wrenched every last drop of my pleasure from my body, leaving me feeling boneless. 

But even after the orgasm that had just rocked my body to the very core, I felt this needy feeling deep inside me. My breasts seemed heavier, my nipples even more sensitive, and my clit, well it seemed that it had already forgotten that I had just brought myself to release moments ago. In fact, it seemed that all the orgasm had done for me was make me worse off than what I’d been before. It seemed there was only one thing that was going to alleviate the hunger consuming me. But the one thing that could fix it was the one thing I refused to allow myself. No matter how much I wanted to believe that he was being honest about how he would never do me like my biological dad had done my mama. 

Standing from the tub, I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around me before walking into the bedroom to look for something comfortable to put on. I still needed to fix dinner for all of us and since Beth was coming home, I was needing to add at least 2 more place settings for tonight, one for her and one for Rip. 

Striding over to the dresser, I pulled out a pair of my leggings and slipped them on before grabbing a sports bra and one of my old college hoodies. Tossing my hair into a messy bun, I check my reflection in the mirror, shrugging my shoulders at what was reflected back at me. I wasn't going to win any beauty contests but then again, I was looking to impress anyone to begin with.   

Kacey’s POV:
I’d just finished up in the bar and was walking towards the house when something pulled my attention to the big picture window that I knew was in Oakley’s bathroom. Unsure of what I was seeing at first, I stopped in my tracks and watched like some sort of creeper. But the longer I stood there, the more I figured out what was going on. Oakley was up there in the bathtub masterbating and playing with her tits. The sight alone was enough to cause my dick to make its best attempt at bursting through the zipper of my Levi’s. And the longer I stood there watching, my cock grew harder and throbbed faster. But when I saw her throw her head back and her mouth hang open, I knew that she had just found her release. At the sight, I felt my cock jerk once, twice and felt my knees go weak. I was mid fall when I felt the evidence of what just happened running down the inside of my leg. Jesus Christ, I just shot my fucking load in my jeans like a fucking virgin. 

But as I sat there kneeling on the group and trying to catch my breath, I saw Oakley climb from the tub. And there it was. Her glorious ass on full display. Even from this distance, I could tell that it was high and tight, looking like a delicious apple just begging to be bitten into. But just as quickly as she’d stood from the tub, she was gone.

Knowing that I needed to get the hell up before someone came out thinking something was wrong, I stood and began making my way to the house, hoping with everything in me that I could make it to my room and not run into anyone. I didn't want to have to explain to anyone what had happened out there or why I looked like a 3 year old who had just pissed his pants.

And my hope had come true. That is until I reached the top of the stairs just as Oakley was about to come down them. On the heels of what I’d witnessed and what I’d experienced, I was rendered speechless. That didnt mean my mind had gone blank though. Oh no, it was in the middle of formulating a plan of action as to how to get her to my room, in my bed, and naked before she realized what was happening. 

“Hey, I was just going down to start on dinner.” said Oakley, breaking into my thoughts. Looking up, I watched as she stepped to the side so that I could climb the last tread. 

“Okay.” I said, my heart racing. Please don't look down. Please don’t look down.

“Will you call Rip and find out if he and Beth are eating with us tonight? If Beth doesn't feel like coming up to the house, we can run it down to her.” said Oakley. 

“Sure.” I said, inching my way towards my bedroom. I needed a shower, a little self love, and a change of clothes before facing her again. 

“Okay.” said Oakly. “Well, uh- I’ll just get started on dinner then.” said Oakley, stepping down onto the treads. She was about halfway down them when words flew from my mouth before my internal filter could catch them. 

“Hey Oakley? Next time you want to take a bath, make sure you hit the button to darken the windows.” With that, I turned on my heels and raved into my room.