Grandpa's Busty Cowgirl

Grandpa's Busty Cowgirl

by R.M. Dexter (Author)
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Busty Zoey gets caught having too much fun on Prom Night. She is sent to her grandfather's ranch for the summer, where she finds, much to her delight, that between her grandfather, her uncles, and her cousins, the fun never stops!


Almost nine hours after they started, Zoey finally spotted the miles of fencing surrounding her grandfather’s property as they rounded the last turn in the road. She knew his ranch was one of the biggest in the state, and the fencing just seemed to go on for miles. Eventually, further on, they came to huge iron gates that parted in welcome as her mother pressed the entry code, the words ‘WESTWIND RANCH’ burned into the massive raised wooden beam that spanned the broad gate from side to side. The private road inside meandered for quite a ways before Zoey spotted the massive sprawling ranch house, her gaze taking in a number of outbuildings and barns surrounding it.

It had been years since Zoey had been here, and it didn’t take long for her to remember how big and imposing the whole property was. ‘Big and imposing’, those same two words ran through her mind when she thought about her Grandpa Jack. She had the picture of a stern giant in her mind, and wondered if that image from her childhood would be borne true when she saw him today.

Zoey didn’t have long to wait. Her mother swung the car around a massive redwood and there before them was the main entry courtyard to the house. She was surprised at the number of people she saw standing out front. It was obvious they’d been awaiting their arrival. They appeared to be all males, with the exception of her Grandma Rose, who stood next to her husband.

Zoey’s eyes went immediately to Grandpa Jack, and how could they not? He was just as ‘big and imposing’ as she remembered, a veritable mountain of a man. As the car got closer, she got a good look at him. She wasn’t sure how old he was, but he still looked like an iron god. Zoey figured he had to be close to six and a half feet tall, and built like the proverbial brick shithouse. He was wearing a checked work-shirt with the sleeves rolled up, the shirt showing off his powerful arms. The shirt fit snugly across his barrel chest, and Zoey wondered if he took a deep breath if it would pop open. Beneath a wide western belt, he wore jeans that encased his tree-trunk like legs stoically, with a pair of old tan cowboy boots on his feet. A true cowboy through and through.

His face was ruggedly striking, with an iron jaw, pronounced cheekbones, deep-set blue eyes, and the tight weathered skin of a man who’s spent his whole life outdoors. He had the same shock of wavy brunette hair that ran in the family, but his was cut short and graying at the temples. Zoey had never remembered him being this handsome, but there was no doubt about it now as she looked at him. He had that rugged powerful cowboy thing going to the point she couldn’t take her eyes off him. She knew women would find him compellingly attractive, but she also thought he looked like a real ‘man’s man’, as they say.

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Publication date
March 19, 2022
File size
1.49 MB
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