The truck pulled up on the other side of the fence and three men, similar size to Ryan hopped out. They approached the fence, casually leaning up against it.
"Mornin Ry...who's this?" One of them asked. Ryan ushered Bumper toward them.
"His name's Bumper. He's visiting from America" he replied, being careful not to mention that he belonged to his sister.
"G'day mate, I'm Dean, this here's Glen and James" one man piped up, each of them giving a quick wave.
"Hey, wow..what do they feed you here? You're all huge" Bumper asked, suddenly feeling rather short.
"We're Weet-Bix kids" James replied mimicking the popular cereal commercial. "So Ry..fresh blood or what?"
At that moment Amy took the opportunity to step out.
"He's with me!" she yelled, the 3 of them turned at the same time towards her. She could only describe their expressions in two words, pure joy.
"CHOOKIE!" Dean cried jumping the fence, the other two followed suit, running to her. She braced herself for impact and for her impending traditional welcome home present.
"Off you go boys. She's been looking forward to it!" Ryan smirked, lying through his teeth, ignoring the glare his sister was giving him as she was grabbed by the arms and forced backwards in the direction of the pig pen. Bumpers eyes went wide.
"They're not really going to.." Ryan cut him off
"Sure are. They do it to her every time she comes home"
Bumper laughed, listening to her scream as the trio covered her head to toe in mud.
She was quick to execute her revenge though, tackling Glen to the ground first and rubbing a handful of the substance in his hair. Bumper and Ryan cheered as she took down the other two, all four of them completely drenched and filthy.
"Welcome home Chook" James breathed as they all gave her a kiss on her cheeks, The muddy group helped each other out of the pig pen. Amy made a beeline for her brother, shaking off the caked mud.
"Go on" he conceded. She smiled.
"No..I'm more mature than that" she replied with attitude, taking his face in her grubby hands and pulling him down to plant a muddy kiss on his forehead.
"I deserved that" he said, using his shirt to wipe the thick mud off his face, letting out a snort laugh. "Ok, this work isn't going to get itself done. You boys can take the showers down in the storehouse and Chook you can have the shower inside"
Amy took Bumper's hand and began leading him away, earning a grunt of attention from her brother. She turned looking innocent.
"What? Neither of us have had a shower yet...and you know saving water is the key to a fruitful farm" she said, winking at him. The 3 muddy men wolf whistled and cheered as she led the clean American away towards the two storey house.
Fruitful was what Ryan was worried about.
Bumper ran his lips slowly over Amy's wet shoulder blade, his tongue darting out to lick her skin as he stood behind her in the shower. They opted for just a quick wash and snuggle instead of sex, saving their energy for the busy day ahead. They talked about how different and empty their lives would be if he hadn't taken her back a couple of months ago. Amy had grabbed his hands from her hips and wrapped them around her middle to pull him flush against her back, enjoying the kisses he was trailing up her neck.
3 months ago...
"BUMPER I'M COMING!"
The head campus security officer turned around at the sound of his name being yelled from the middle of the lake. The woman that rejected him 2 weeks prior, was rowing towards the him, serenading him with song.
He wasn't about to deny that he had left her heartbroken almost 3 years ago when he ran off to work for John Mayor, only a few weeks after they first became intimate..but since regaining her trust again, an emotional connection had developed between them.
Like the days they would lay there naked after a rip-roaring fuck and enjoy a soft make out session, their fingers entwined or when she was so tired during the week from Bellas rehearsals and college work alone that they would just either watch a movie or he'd let her have a nap on his bed for an hour or two, sometimes undressing her bottom half, gently waking her up with his tongue.
In that time he had fallen in love with the Australian Bella.
Assuming she felt the same way, he asked her out, a proper relationship. She didn't and she turned his advance down. He had never been so devastated in his life. He tried to get his head around it over two weeks following. Free range pony his ass! Ok she was definitely a free spirit, he'd give her that much but how could she have acted like it was no more than a casual romp?
Fat Amy sat at the campfire after a gruelling weekend of Bella bonding.
It had been a long two weeks without him. She tried to put the 'incident' in the back of her mind and move on but she just couldn't get turned on by any other guy. They had a good thing going, why did he have to go ruin it by labelling it as a relationship? Sure he was great to have sex with and was someone besides her brother and her fellow Bellas that actually gave a shit about her but...she didn't want to be tied down!
That was until Becca Mitchell began working her way around the circle, asking everyone what their post graduation plan were.
The Aussie pictured herself living it up in Tulsa or Little Rock, becoming a day time professional jelly wrestler for corporate events and then every night it was just her, cuddled up with her fiancé Bumper...oh wait.
She felt a lump form in her throat as it hit her like a ten tonne truck.
Amy Wilson was head over heals in love with ex-Treble, Bumper Allen..but she had made a BIG mistake!
The night he asked her out, she had a choice.
The free, fast paced party life with one night stands and endless alcohol...or the man who messaged her a couple of times a day just to say hi or flirt, gave her the most amazing, mind blowing sex and pleasure she'd had ever experienced and made her better person.
She had chosen the wrong one.
So there she was the next day, attempting to win back his love with a massive amount of cardio. After all the effort she put into rowing across the lake, struggling up the hill and abusing a vehicle for interrupting her solo...her confidence was starting to shake...maybe it was too late.
It was Bumper's turn to make a choice.
Accept her amended answer of yes to dating him by taking her back into his life and his bed...or reject her, making her pay the cost of her reckless decision, leaving her embarrassed and alone in front of her fellow college students, destroying any hopes of a friendship afterwards.
He chose the right one...he sung back.
"Give me that neck..." Even though they scared the immediate crowd off with their heavy kissing, they had enough sense not to go at it on the grass, instead deciding to hop on his scooter and travel to the closest security hut.
He locked door, closed the blinds to have total privacy before quickly grabbing a condom out of the top draw of the desk. Amy shoved her yoga pants down to her ankles and Bumper undid his uniform pants, pulling them down with his undies to his knees, his hard length standing at attention. He helped her kneel on the single seater lounge and spread her knees before ripping the packet open with his teeth and slipping the condom on quickly. He nearly ripped her panties as he shoved them aside before pushing upward into her.
"Fuck I've missed you!" he growled with an animalistic tone in her ear. Her mouth dropped open, her eyes fluttering closed. God it was sexy when he swore during sex. The last two weeks had been torture, they hadn't even talked let alone touched each other so his rough thrusts was like ecstasy.
He wrapped one arm tightly around her middle, dropping the other hand down between her thighs, ready to work his magic with his fingers if she wanted, while she curled her arm around to hold his face and using the other to keep herself stable.
"Me too...if I do anything stupid like that again...chuck me in the lake" she breathed before turning her head and capturing his lips in a deep, hungry kiss. He couldn't help himself as he parted her lips with his fingers before rubbing her sensitive bundle of nerves, making her groan in his mouth.
One Bella and Tonehanger called in 'sick' for rehearsals that afternoon.
Present...
Amy Wilson missed the hard working farm life, great smell, stunning views. It was simple.
However, teaching city slicker Bumper Allen how to milk a single cow was not.
There was no denying that the man had skills. He could sing like an angel, give her orgasms even the most promiscuous Bella Stacie was jealous of...but ask him to milk a single cow?
Complete fail.
"Don't do that! You have to squeeze it down like this...no...ugh shove over" she groaned in frustration. The American moved along the low bench to make room for her.
"I keep telling you, it hates me" Bumper whined resting his head in his hands. The Australian beauty made it look so easy.
"Bump, I don't think it's possible for cows to hate" she said shaking her head at him. The tin pale was filled in a few minutes and Amy gave the cow a soft tap on the rump to let it know it was done before it moved foward letting out a moo before it exited the long shed.
"CHOOK! LUNCH IS READY!" they heard Ryan call from a distance outside the shed. Amy stood up and put her hand out for Bumper to take it. He pouted at her, looking defeated.
"Alright so you're shit at milkin cows. You've still earned lunch" she complimented, amused. He sighed loudly before taking her hand and getting up.
They boys were already tucking into their lunch when the pair walked in.
"Is the cow still alive?" Dean teased, swallowing his mouthful of sandwich. The 4 other Australians tried not to choke on their lunch as they chuckled. Amy stuck her tongue in her cheek as let go of Bumper's hand and casually walked past the boys, giving them all a sudden smack on the back of the head each, earning a series of groans.
"Oh I'm sorry..I've developed a twitch..its triggered by Nongs" she quipped sweetly, defending Bumper before sitting down at the end of the table. The Tonehanger bit his lip, God he couldn't wait to marry her.
"Your lunch is here on the table" Ryan said before shoving the last of half his sandwich in his mouth.
"'You expecting someone else?" Bumper asked throwing his thumb over his shoulder in the direction of a lone sandwich on the bench behind them as he approached the table and sat down next to Amy.
"Oh that's for...never mind" James changed is answer quickly after receiving an elbow to the arm from Dean. Amy raised her eyebrows. That was odd.
"Does this 'Never mind' have a last name?" she asked sceptically. Ryan put his palm on his forehead, dropping his elbow on the table.
"Walker" he said quietly, he looked up at his sisters betrayed face.
"I was going to tell you" he tried to explain moving his hands to his lap, the other men looked between them silently as she stood up ready to storm out. "What was I meant to do Chook? He came to me, I couldn't let him starve out in the rain...but I wasn't about to let him stay here though" Amy licked her lips angrily.
"Where is he?" she asked, Glen, who had been silent until that moment, stood up also.
"I'll take you, come on" he said getting the approval nod from his mates. He and Amy exited the house, leaving Ryan, Dean, James and Bumper in the dining room.
Ryan took a deep breath.
"Bumper...Dad made us lie to her about something" he confessed to the American, Dean threw his head back and squeezed his eyes shut.
"Ry don't" he pleaded, James cringed with him.
"Mate, he deserves to know" Ryan replied, Bumper clenched his fists, he had a feeling he knew what was coming.
"Know what?' he asked through clenched teeth. Ryan looked him in the eye before he spoke.
"Travis lost it after she tried to break it off with him...and...that's how she lost the baby"