“I still say this is a bad idea,” Sandy muttered as she swung her legs anxiously from her bus seat beside Jake. Her comment went ignored by the boy, not because he was trying to be rude, but because she had been saying it for the last hour. Jake was taking a bus to his new job out in the country. Sandy had demanded that she come along and make sure it was safe. Jake appreciated her concern, but her constant nagging was getting on his nerves.

“What choice do I have, I need money and I any job I’m going to get will be risky. If I’m not in danger of being eaten by animals, I’ll be in danger of being eaten by everyone else,” Jake retorted indifferently. We wasn’t going to get worked up over the danger he was in because he knew he was in danger no matter where he was. Someone could eat him at school, at the mall, off the street or even in his own home. He’d just have to be his usual careful self and everything would turn out right. He hoped.

“But what if there isn’t a job? Whoever posted that ad might be setting a trap to eat anyone who applies?” Sandy fearfully suggested and Jake reacted calmly, telling her back, “Why waste the money printing an ad? If they wanted to eat someone, they could order pizza and eat the pizza guy? They could do a hundred things that are cheaper and easier. Your thinking too much about this Sandy, relax.”

Sandy took his advice and calms down, but she continues to look at Jake uneasily. Sandy has always feared for his safety, from gym class to his home life, some times he thinks she won’t be happy until he’s locked himself in a room and never came out. She knows how vulnerable he is, but unlike him, she worries about it all the time. Her concern is sweet, but it tends to wear thin. Jake loves Sandy as a friend and would like nothing more then to take her advice and stay safe, but to do that would mean never facing the world and Jake refused to be a recluse. He’d take his chances as slim as they might be.

Finally, they arrived at the farm. It was a secluded place just outside of town with a small farmhouse and a big red barn in the back. Jake spotted a closed off field but didn’t see any livestock. Wondering if maybe he should have checked to see what animals he would be taking care of. Getting off the bus with Sandy, Jake walked towards the Warren family home, but stopped in his tracks when he spotted someone coming towards him. It was a woman and she was smoking hot. Leggy, big breasted and wearing only a pair of undersized overalls, Jake thanked God Crystal never told him that he had to remain faithful to her.

The woman looked to be in her mid-thirties. She was gorgeous with freckles on her pretty face hidden behind golden blond hair. Her chest pushed out the top of her overalls nearly a foot from her chest. Jake could see her rack wobble as she moved, making him guess that there was nothing under those overalls. Wide hips, long shapely legs and a sexy wiggle in her walk, Jake hoped she was his new boss.

“You must be Jake, I’m Millie Warren, proud owner of this here farm,” the beautiful woman told Jake in a southern accent, while he gave a mental cheer in his head.

“Nice to meet you Mrs. Warren,” Jake said, reaching out to shake her hand. Sandy watched with a sour expression, not liking Jake’s sudden enthusiasm after meeting the leggy blond.

“Call me Millie, no one’s called me Mrs. Warren since my husband passed away,” Millie sweetly said, giving Jake’s hand a firm shake as his smile only widened. The lonely widow, things were looking better and better for him. Millie finished shaking his hand and then turned to Sandy, who looked like she wanted to be anywhere but here. “And who are kitty-cat? You looken for a job on the farm too?”

“I’m leaving,” Sandy hurriedly said, pulling back from the beautiful farmer. She looked one last time at Jake, pleading silently to him to follow her back to the bus, but he never noticed with his eyes firmly planted on Millie. Sighing, Sandy left, whispering back to Jake as she left, “Be careful.”

“Well Jake my boy, if you’re ready to start the job, I’ll show you to the animals,” Millie excitedly said, spinning around and waltzing towards the barn. Jake followed obediently, his eyes gazing at Millie’s heart-shaped booty. He was so lucky, he was getting paid serious dough to take care of some dumb animals and was going to be spending his day around this super hot widowed farmer. He could just imagine coming in at the end of the day, sweaty from a harm day’s work. She would be waiting for him, telling him to take off his dirty shirt. He stands in front of her half naked, her eyes staring at his glistening chest. Slowly, she’d break down and tell him how lonely she had been since her husband passed on, how she longed for the touch of a man again. He’d take her into his arms, tell her she was beautiful and slowly peel off that skin tight overalls before he….

“…And that’s what you got to remember to keep from being eaten,” Millie explained as she stopped in front of the door to the barn. Jake snapped out of his daydream just to catch the last of that. Blinking, Jake opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out. Hearing no questions from the tongue-tied youth. Millie started to walk away. “Come in around lunch time, you have to try my cookies. They will melt your tongue.”

Jake gulped, watching Millie walking away and unable to say anything. No way was he going to ask her to repeat what she said, it would make her think he was a total moron. Ready to get started, doing whatever he was supposed to be doing, Millie turned back to remind him of one last thing.

“Remember, don’t fuck the animals. That’s how I lost my husband Bubba.”

Looking bewildered after that of warning, Jake reached for the handle for the barn doors and went inside. Millie’s former husband had to have been an idiot to be messing with the livestock when he had a sexy wife like that at home. Not pondering too much about the death of a dumb hick, Jake looked inside the barn and saw all the animals he was in charge of now.