With a quick push he closed the gate, a satisfied click to finish the day.
He Stood almost six foot...Sun browned arms...Dark blue work shirt with worn blue jeans, he looked out towards the back of the yard his deep blue eyes looking out from under his akubra, a sharp whistle, brought his old mate to his heel.

He had mustered and sorted almost 2 thousand sheep for the day by himself, he stepped on to his bike, started it and said with a smile " get up mate", the old kelpie as he had done a thousand times before hopped on the back and slid in behind his boss...it was time for home.

As he road sun dipping offs the side..his mind wandered....where was she, he had an image of a woman he had seen but once...but forever burned in his mind the moment he laid eyes on her....he never wanted much, nor did he need it, but for some reason that escaped this stockman he desired her...he would dream restlessly of her in his arms, lying under the stars her head on his chest.. then the dream would change he was slow dancing with her to a song that he could not hear, but he could see, almost smell her......the Red hair, the lithe body, the womanly feel that made him feel complete.

He put the bike into the shed, he took his water bottle from the back of the bike and walked to his mates kennel, tied the old boy up, then filled the bowl with dog nuts....the old dog looked up with those eyes that he new would win.

And his boss gave in with a wry smile, and when and got some milk for him, then he himself turned to the house, he walked up to the verandah kicked off his boots put his water bottle down and grabbed a Bundy can from the fridge then slumped onto the deck chair beside the screen door.

Then he heard a noise in the kitchen and smelled something that was definitely not his cooking...nothing he ever made smelled like that...he rose from his chair and walked quietly in to the kitchen...he could smell the food but there was no sign of anyone although the stove was warm.....
He walked into the dining room........It Was her!!! In a body clinging black dress....the tumble of Red hair that he new so vividly...."are you hungry?" she asked...

Through the whole meal he sat in wonderment, not knowing how she found him....but wondering how to stop her from leaving...after dinner he went and showered as she waited he came back to the dining room she took his hand and they started to dance...then he recognized the song he could not hear...It Was the beating of their hearts...they needed no music because love needs no music for happiness.....

He laid in bed…his heart still pounding in his ears, what a night!! That woman he had dreamed about was here she had made him dinner, and then in an amazing moment shared a dance so close he could feel their souls meld.

He had gone to bed wanting her but the chivalrous part of him did not think it was right to take advantage of this woman……

He was almost asleep he was a light sleeper at the best of times… he heard the door move but he did not move as he thought it was just the wind. Then he felt a gentle movement at the end of his bed, he opened his eyes and as they focused.

There she stood white lingerie clinging hard to her lithe body made him stir with excitement was the fact that she was wearing his hat he had never seen anything so erotic in his whole life…… As they touched it was if a bell had gone off in both their hearts.

she slid up on top of him and kissed him deeply, letting her evolve with the moment he touched her with his hand ever so gently, she looked at him and murmured” I am no china doll so kiss me, the night is for the taking”.

He was unsure at first as it had been so long since he had a woman, but he felt complete with her, he just fell into the passion……the night went on and on for hours, he could not describe the motions or the places…… all he new is that he had never been with someone like this.

She pushed back the covers, saw that he slept naked and smiled… as she removed her lingerie…everything except the hat, the mental foreplay they had shared negated the need for the physical……she moved on top of him and moved him inside of her, the sensation was electric……it was then that they knew that this forever, the pace and the fever of the passion mounted and in a monumental crescendo they made passion into love and they collapsed into each others arms.

They lay there bare in every sense mind, body and soul, she slept, her gentle breathing a metronome to him, he prayed to god that the sun would never rise…he wanted this go on and on.