{"id":15134,"date":"2017-09-19T11:50:07","date_gmt":"2017-09-19T15:50:07","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=15134"},"modified":"2025-09-25T15:41:04","modified_gmt":"2025-09-25T19:41:04","slug":"lay-her-down-by-bluewindfarm","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=15134","title":{"rendered":"Lay Her Down (by EROS)"},"content":{"rendered":"

Summary:<\/strong>\u00a0 How does a Cartwright react when The Soiled Dove Society goes on the hunt for a man of steel?\u00a0 Written for the 2017 Bonanza Brand R-Rated 11th<\/sup> Anniversary R-Rated Writing Challenge.<\/span><\/p>\n

This story is sexually explicit, readers who are easily offended should not continue to the story.<\/span><\/p>\n

Rated:\u00a0 MA\u00a0 (2,320 words)<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Lay Her Down\u2026<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Hoss sputtered and blushed, his eyes nearly popping out of his head as he turned the page to reached the back of the Territorial Enterprise and viewed the entire full-page ad:<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThe Soiled Dove Society\u2026.<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

is searching for a man of steel\u201d<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Gulping, \u201cOh Lordy!\u201d he hurriedly refolded the paper, stuffing it between the cushions of the settee as he heard his brothers exit the kitchen.<\/span><\/p>\n

With a coffee cup in hand, Adam crossed the floor before setting the cup and saucer down on top of the desk to pick up and sort through the mail.\u00a0 Once satisfied, he inquired about the newspaper.<\/span><\/p>\n

Eyes surreptitiously moving to the cushions, Hoss quickly answered, \u201cAin\u2019t seen it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cJoe, what about you?\u201d Adam asked.\u00a0 \u201cDid you take the paper?\u00a0 I wanted to check on an ad\u00a0Pa said should\u00a0be in this week\u2019s paper, I wanted to work up the specifics so Pa could place a bid.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cPa, placing a bid?\u201d Joe\u2019s voice rose in its pitch, his face reddened as he fell off the arm of the settee.\u00a0 Glancing at his middle brother he noticed he too was uncomfortable over Adam\u2019s inquiry.\u00a0 \u2018Hoss knows.\u2019<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

Adam shook his head after not receiving an acceptable answer, \u201cHoss don\u2019t tell me you lost the paper on the way home from town.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Scrambling to his feet, Joe eagerly offered, \u201cI can ride into town to buy another copy.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYa sure that\u2019s a good idea, Adam?\u201d Hoss interrupted, his eyes focusing on his youngest brother, \u2018Joe done seen it.\u2019<\/em> \u00a0He remembered back to what happened with Lotta and with Julia, and gave an inward groan.<\/span><\/p>\n

Seeing the eagerness in his youngest brother\u2019s eyes and having heard rumors of a different kind of ad, \u201cWell, we\u2019ve plenty of work with the existing contracts to keep us busy.\u00a0 It was just something Pa had thought about; it\u2019d probably stretch our resources too much if we won the contract.\u201d\u00a0 Settling into the chair and pulling out one of the journals from the center desk drawer, \u201cNo need making a special trip to town just for a newspaper.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

*****<\/span><\/p>\n

Several days passed before a Cartwright son made an unscheduled trip to Virginia City, his curiosity having gotten the better of him.\u00a0 He watched one of the young ladies exit the Soiled Dove, better known as Maudie\u2019s, and head to the Enterprise office.\u00a0 After reappearing, the young woman in question made her way to the livery.\u00a0 Moments later she sat astride a red roan mare and rode out at a brisk pace.\u00a0 Giving rein to his horse, he leisurely followed her trail.<\/span><\/p>\n

B~O~N~A~N~Z~A<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Maudie said she didn\u2019t see me as the type of girl who\u2019d entertain men upstairs, she knew I came\u00a0out west on the false pretense of a respectable job waiting for me.\u00a0 A man offered me a job as a nanny to his two young children.\u00a0 What he wanted was someone to play foot loose and fancy free after he’d gotten his wife pregnant, again.\u00a0 I’d never involve myself with a married man.\u00a0 So I slapped his face and left San Francisco; only making it as far as Virginia City before I ran out of money.<\/span><\/p>\n

I told Maudie I had no family to ask for financial help, so she hired me to work downstairs.\u00a0 But serving drinks and making small talk with Maudie’s customers only pays so much a week.\u00a0 And I need to earn more money if I have any hopes of returning home to New Bedford, Massachusetts.<\/span><\/p>\n

I spoke with Geraldine on how to convince Maudie that I could be one of her doves;<\/em> and I can\u2019t believe what she and the others did. Though it seems they\u2019re the only ones benefiting from the newspaper ad.\u00a0 It\u2019s been ages since Maudie\u2019s has been so popular. But still, I\u2019m not allowed upstairs.<\/span><\/p>\n

*****<\/span><\/p>\n

When he rode into the clearing, I felt myself swoon.\u00a0 Honestly, it\u2019s just not possible to ignore a man like him.\u00a0 Even those church bluebloods, who look down their noses at the likes of me, see him coming and begin tittering behind fans while trying to make it look like they\u2019re averting their eyes.<\/span><\/p>\n

If only\u2026\u00a0 Dreaming and sighing, wishing life was\u00a0different; I cast my lot to Fate.\u00a0 I know I\u2019m pretty, but not the kind of girl he would take home to meet the family.\u00a0 I mean, what kind of woman am I?\u00a0 Here I am wishing it could be him to teach me what I need to know; and now he\u2019s here.<\/span><\/p>\n

Coiling his gun belt and setting it aside, he looked carefully around before unbuckling his pant belt and slipping it from its loops.<\/span><\/p>\n

What I wouldn\u2019t give for my fingers to slip the buttons loose and slide the shirt from his shoulders.\u00a0 The garment fluttering to the ground as my hands tentatively touching him.<\/span><\/p>\n

His sitting down revealed a streak of white previously hidden by the waist of his pants; a stark contrast against his bronzed skin.\u00a0 Skin that glistened in the early evening sun.\u00a0 Skin that covered well-defined muscles.\u00a0 Muscles made strong from years of ranch work.<\/span><\/p>\n

Pulling off his socks, he wadded each one up and shoved it into the boots he\u2019d previously removed.<\/span><\/p>\n

Standing once more, he looked around while moving his hands to his waist and unfastening his pants.\u00a0 Slowly, they fell to his ankles before he stepped out of them; surprisingly kicking them aside.<\/span><\/p>\n

What? He’s sauntering into the lake.\u00a0\u00a0<\/em>Oh come on!\u00a0 There\u2019s no one out here.\u00a0 Shuck them manly unmentionables!<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

Some yards into the water, he dove forward and disappear from view; it set me to wondering about my luck.\u00a0Drats!<\/em>\u00a0Moments later he popped back up, shaking his head.\u00a0 Water flew from his hair while chest muscles rippled.\u00a0 My heart fluttered as the last vestiges of his clothing went sailing through the air, landing in a wet plop near his boots.<\/span><\/p>\n

My cheeks blushed, my heart pounded.\u00a0 It\u2019s not like my reputation would be ruined any more than it already is.\u00a0 Besides, I was in the water first.<\/span><\/p>\n

Slipping beneath the surface, with long, languorous strokes, moving through the water like a fabled mermaid. \u00a0I couldn\u2019t help but appreciate the view presented below the crystal-clear waters of Lake Tahoe.\u00a0 Yes, so much like the Greek statue of David.<\/span><\/p>\n

As I rose before him, from the expression on his face, he probably imagined I might be the Lady of the Lake come alive, like in that poem by Sir Walter Scott.\u00a0 Water sluiced from my long hair, down my shoulders; rivulets trickling back to the lake as I hesitated to show myself any farther.\u00a0 Dare he make the next move?<\/span><\/p>\n

Work-worn hands gently encouraged me further from the waters and swept my hair backwards to expose\u00a0my own white flesh; soft mounds previously pressed above a low neckline, while a sequined dress hid the rest.\u00a0 Circling, we appreciatively eyed the pleasing form of the other.<\/span><\/p>\n

It could only be described as rapture when he reached from behind and took the weight of my breasts into his hands; thumbs and forefingers teasing the tips into pert peaks.\u00a0 Without warning, he pulled me backwards, bearing my body as we floated into deeper waters.\u00a0 Looking over my shoulder, his fingertips lifted my chin.\u00a0 My lips found themselves captured by his, his tongue sought entrance; playing tag with mine.<\/span><\/p>\n

His rumble begin low and deep, a throaty growl I presumed was yearning.\u00a0 I felt the growing bulge against my back as his hands roamed lower, passed the flat of my stomach, to the fullness of my hips, ending where no respectable woman would allow a man to venture until their wedding night.\u00a0 One finger and then two, my breath became ragged.<\/span><\/p>\n

Too soon we parted.<\/span><\/p>\n

Turning over, I looked into eyes as deep as the sun-warmed waters in which we tread.\u00a0 With a wiggling, \u2018come here\u2019 movement of his index finger, I accepted the invitation to let my hands roam, seeking to return the pleasures.\u00a0 Muscles trembled and hardened beneath my ministrations.<\/span><\/p>\n

Lifting me up, I rose from the water.\u00a0 Tenderly carried to the bank, he lay me down on a bed of soft pine needles.\u00a0 Rising over me, he rained kisses along my jaw, my neck and then, his tongue lavished attention to my breast.\u00a0 Nipping, teasing, and suckling before endearing the same kindness to the one neglected.\u00a0 My back arched of its own volition, as he took more of my flesh into his mouth.<\/span><\/p>\n

His eyes held fast to mine as his hand slipped lower; willingly my legs parted.\u00a0 A finger and another reignited the fire within.\u00a0 Moments later, he lifted my pelvis and buried his face in the fleshy folds that Eve used a fig leaf to hide.\u00a0 Deeper his tongue plunged, driving me to heights never experienced, never dreamed, never known.\u00a0 Screaming \u201cYES!\u201d with all I was, I lost myself to the pain and the ecstasy rolled into one.<\/span><\/p>\n

Once again I found myself lowered to the pines.<\/span><\/p>\n

Mischief reflected in his eyes, his manhood pulsed against my thigh as he lay beside me.\u00a0 I\u2019d heard Maudie\u2019s girls hint of things they\u2019d done, wondering if it could be true, could I be so bold.\u00a0 Would he allow, would he accept, would he enjoy.<\/span><\/p>\n

Slowly maneuvering myself, pushing him to lie back, I focused on the prize; that which I had previously seen in the waters.\u00a0 The skin stretched across his stomach prickled as I maneuvered into position.\u00a0 Like a cascading waterfall my long tresses hid from view my taking of him.\u00a0 The earlier growl turned to a mighty roar while my tongue ran up and down his length and over the top; ultimately I took his full measure deep into my mouth.\u00a0 I even swallowed the sweet nectar of the Gods that he couldn\u2019t contain.<\/span><\/p>\n

Gasping for breath, we lay side by side as the stars twinkled in the darkening sky.<\/span><\/p>\n

Enthralled at the pleasures that went far beyond what others said a woman had to endure<\/em>; hands returned to tenderly roaming and caressing.\u00a0 And then he settled his weight on top of me, his legs separating mine, his hand taking hold of his bulging shaft.\u00a0 His eyes asked, I nodded.<\/span><\/p>\n

As I said, the good women of Virginia City already thought the worst of me, so why not enjoy what they wouldn\u2019t dare dream.<\/span><\/p>\n

Whispering, he asked me to trust him, saying it would only hurt briefly, and then a whole new world would be ours to enjoy.\u00a0 Guiding his manhood to my womanhood; I tilted my pelvis as he slipped in.\u00a0 My core warmed with each gentle push, and then he breached my maidenhood.<\/span><\/p>\n

Our passions soared as our sexual desires took control.\u00a0 I grabbed his white ass, demanding more.\u00a0 Throwing his head backwards and raising up on his arms, his hips drove faster as I welcomed each thrust; his shaft pulsed deeper, over and over, before letting loose his seed.\u00a0 Eventually collapsing, his body spent.<\/span><\/p>\n

Legs still entwined, he pulled me close and nuzzled the nape of my neck.\u00a0 A venturing hand sent tendrils of pleasure across my flesh.\u00a0 He showered gentle kisses on rose-colored, pert tips which beseeched attention.<\/span><\/p>\n

*****<\/span><\/p>\n

Shifting closer, he mentioned how fortunate he was to know I worked at Maudie’s and to have found out about the ad.\u00a0 He spoke of how I\u2019d stolen his heart with my sweet smile and the subtle sashaying of my hips when I would walk along the boardwalk; proud even in the face of the glare from the town\u2019s womenfolk.<\/span><\/p>\n

He\u2019d visited Maudie\u2019s a few times since I\u2019d been in town, but I’d never seen him go upstairs.\u00a0 He made mention of wanting to see more of me, but kept himself in check; even after I would lean over just so<\/em> to place his drink on the table top.\u00a0\u00a0When I asked why, he said Maudie had warned a friend of his away from me; and no one went against Maudie.\u00a0 At least no one who wanted to return.\u00a0 Remembering the man who occasionally sat across the table from him, Maudie\u2019s warning didn\u2019t surprise me.<\/span><\/p>\n

*****<\/span><\/p>\n

His words, combined with a dazzling smile and tender touches made me realize he hadn\u2019t been looking around to make sure he was alone, but had sought where I was. Teasingly, he asked if I thought he was man enough for the job.\u00a0 I wanted to tell him he was over-qualified, but how would I know.\u00a0 I had just lost my virginity to him.<\/span><\/p>\n

B~O~N~A~N~Z~A<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Night had settled over the land before he felt her slowly leave the warmth of his arms; returning to the waters to swim along the shoreline to where he was sure she\u2019d left her clothes earlier in the day — before his arrival.<\/span><\/p>\n

Come morning, he\u2019d have a word with Maudie to make arrangements to make sure she took no one upstairs; he wanted it known that he was staking his claim as her man of steel.<\/span><\/p>\n

He looked forward to being the only one to lay her down and softly whisper pretty love words in her ear.\u00a0 Lay her down and tell her all the things a woman loves to hear.\u00a0 He\u2019d let her know how much it meant just having her around.<\/span><\/p>\n

Smiling contentedly and rolling over to his back, hands behind his head, he whispered, \u201cOh darling how I love to lay you down.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

And maybe someday\u2026 but that\u2019s a different story.<\/span><\/p>\n

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~The End<\/span><\/p>\n

Author’s Note:<\/span><\/p>\n

Which Cartwright, I leave that to your imagination.<\/span><\/p>\n

Inspired by I\u2019d Love to Lay You Down.\u00a0\u00a0<\/em>Performed by Conway Twitty \/ Written by Johnny MacRae:\u00a0\u00a0https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=d7FspsAHqfQ<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n

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