<div class="floatleft">(http://i1254.photobucket.com/albums/hh605/JennyFive69/Michael_zps27ecb800.jpg)</div>Michael was stunned as he felt Bailey's firm breasts pressed against his arm.  He wouldn't admit it to anyone, but he had stared at her breasts when she was working in the field and her sweat had caused her shirt to cling to her body like a second skin.  Given that she, like most females of her species, didn't wear a bra because it was uncomfortable for her to do so, it meant that he had a pretty good idea of what was being pressed against his arm and the thought excited him in ways that it probably shouldn't be.  Then when she leaned in to whisper to him as her hand reached around to rub his chest and waistline, just above his groin.  He offer was so wrong on so many levels.  He was married, she was an employee, they were two completely separate species, she was probably a solid fifteen years younger than him.  But all of this seemed to mean nothing as he felt her body against his and he heard her words whisper into his ear.  He suddenly felt a great desire for the mare behind him.<br/><br/><strong>"I ahhhhhh......"</strong>he stuttered slightly as he attempted to clear his head enough to talk,<strong>"I don't know if I should do that....I mean, I'm pretty sure Michelle would notice if I wasn't in bed tonight."</strong>In the back of his brain, he realized two things.  One, his excuse was lame as hell and two, he wasn't really saying no like he probably should.  But the truth was Michelle often took sleeping pills to stay asleep at night, had ever since Haley was born, so once she was asleep, she would probably stay asleep for the entire night and even if she woke up to find him gone, all he would have to do was make up some excuse about how there was an issue on the farm that he needed to take care of.  It wasn't even like the other farmhands would find out as since Bailey was the only female, she had a separate stable that was a bit of distance away from the other farmhands to give her at least a little privacy when she slept.<br/><br/>He fell silent for a bit as he drove the tractor towards the barn.  The sun was starting to set for the day and he knew that Michelle would have dinner on the table shortly.<strong>"Listen Bailey, I......"</strong>he stopped again, unsure what to say for a moment.  Then he took the safe route for now.<strong>"We'll see......no promises though."</strong>He pulled the tractor into the barn and looked over at her before he gently removed her arm from around his waist, again glad that it was hard to see what was going on atop the tractor from the fields, otherwise the other farmhands would know something was possibly up.  Giving her a light smile, he hopped off the massive piece of equipment and headed for the house.