I had just finished sweeping the garage and drive way when Jeff, one of my best friends pulled up on his new Harley soft tail. “Hey man grab your leathers and push that bad boy out let's go putten,” he said with a grin. Well it was a nice spring evening and there was nothing better I would like to do, but I had to decline, due to honey do’s. “Wow would I love to, but I promised the other half I would get things tidied up...

Why cowboys wear a silk scarf around their necks By Tender Cowboy As we undressed, I quietly stepped behind you and slipped silk scarf from my neck over your eyes, gently affixed, I lead you onto the bed and you stretch out upon it. I watch your body stretched out on the bed, my eyes caressing the gentle curves of your breasts as they heave with each trembling breath. You feel the bed shift as I climb onto it on your righ...

Prairie Passion Lightening washes sky full bright Streaking white across the night Steaming sweat on glistening bodies Prairie passion feeds their fires The cowboy and his red haired lady Have found their passion swiftly soaring To the sound of natures music Keeping pace with heavens fury Through the moaning heated night Fingers glide and lips make merry Fingers slide o'er fields of pleasure Passion's harvest reaped at le...

FLASH BACK By Tender Cowboy I sat at the kitchen table reading the local paper, sipping my second cup of morning coffee. The price of crude oil was up and cattle prices were down, nothing very newsworthy, I thought as I quickly scanned the obituaries. Well, my name's not in here so I guess it’s a good day, I thought to myself with a chuckle, but one name sort of caught my eye: J.P. Forester (Smoky), 63. I recalled that na...

A day on the ranch Rough_riding_tender_cowboy Dust rolled up from the pick-up tires as it tugged a rusted horse trailer down a winding South Dakota back road. The sun was already high in the sky as the rancher headed out to check the water supply and some fences in the north pasture. As the truck bounded across another cattle crossing, a late model red mustang convertible came into view parked to the side of the path, top...

A True Cowboy © By Rough Riding Tender Cowboy He never rode a bucking bull,Or won a silver saddle. He made his living tenden beef A critter you call cattle. He never owned a store bought suit For Sunday go to meeten. And always used a firm hand shake For friends that he was greeten. My pa just called him happy And he worked for us for years. He seldom seemed to grumbleAnd never shed no tears. He taught me how to rope and...

The train ride to remember By rough riding tender cowboy I had looked forward to this trip for a long time. Hubby couldn’t or wouldn’t leave the farm for long and I wanted to visit my sister on the coast. I decided that the train trip out there was just what the doctor ordered. I packed books and comfy clothes and planned on watching the scenery day dreaming, reading and sleeping for the 5 day trip. I boarded the train an...

Summer Theater                         By Rough Riding Tender Cowboy         It was full dress rehearsal for the actors and actresses at the local theater, in preparation for the summer outdoor pageant.   The stock panels had been removed in order that we could use the lights and bleachers of the local rodeo grounds.   The setting was an Indian village located on the prairies of Dakota Territory in the early 1800’s.   The...