Author’s Notes: This story is based on episode from an old late night “After Hours” cable program that aired during the early to mid-1980’s and therefore is set during that time period. It was one of my first attempts to write an erotic story while still in college, but was never shared. It was written by hand and shoved in a drawer and forgotten, until it was recently found.
There will be some modern revisions, made to the original story, mainly story line, character and location descriptions, along with dialogues between characters some in English and others in Spanish with the English translations.
These translations were not a part of the original story since I was not fluent in Spanish and Google Translate hadn’t been invented yet to make the translations, but I thought they would add a depth to the story and characters and make them more life like. Other than that, it should stay true to the story as first written. I hope you enjoy it.
All sexual situations depicted in this story occur between two or more legally consenting adults 18 years of age or older.
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It was first light, the time just before sunrise when darkness is no more but the sun hadn’t quite awoken to greet the new day. The morning dew kissed the ground as a new day was beginning, a day which would be a turning point in one young man’s life, lifting him out of mediocrity and transforming him into a man in more ways than one.
On this day, Carlos, a 25 year old young man of Central American descent, El-Salvador to be exact, was doing what he had been doing for the last 9 years ever since being trusted by his father Pedro with such an important task to accomplish on his own.
Carlos was in one of the many hay barns on the palatial estate of the winery and produce/livestock farm, located in California wine country, and one of the oldest wineries in the region, where he and has family had worked for many generations ever since coming to this country in the 1940’s.
He was distributing feed to the horses and other livestock, mucking out the stalls, replacing the dirty hay with fresh hay and sorting and stacking the remainder of the hay for that day’s need.
Carlos had been at this since an hour before first light even appeared and as the light from the predawn hours began to filter into the barn, he extinguished the lanterns he had been using.
The mid-summer Wednesday morning was warm and humid, the temperature in the upper 70’s and Carlos had already worked up quite a sweat and was drenched. He paused for a few minutes and sat on a hay bale he hadn’t loaded and unbuttoned his shirt and removed it as well as his t-shirt, leaving his upper body exposed.
He then took a ladle from the bucket he watered the animals with and poured the contents over his head and repeated the process until he was completely wet. This helped cool him off, and when he was done, he took a towel from his bag and wiped off his face torso and hair.
Carlos then opened his water container to take a drink and walked from the interior of the barn to where the door was to watch the sun greet the new day.
Taking a cigarette from his bag, he lit it, and drew in a puff making sure to flick the ashes in the ash tray he carried with him. It was at this time when he once again saw the sight that started his blood boiling and his heart racing.
Stella, the new owner of the estate was out for her morning ride. She was dressed in her usual riding outfit, a black riding jacket which she left unbuttoned, a white button down blouse, and tan riding pants with the legs tucked into a pair of black riding boots.
To say Carlos was enamored with Stella, was the understatement of the century. The truth be told, Carlos was smitten by her and acted like a lovesick puppy when he saw her.
Who could blame him. At 36 years old, Stella was a knockout, with the body and face of a goddess the looks and body of a woman in her 20’s and the energy that would put the most rambunchous two-year-old to shame.
Stella stood around 5’11” tall, weighed around 140 pounds measuring 38D-26-36, with long naturally curly honey golden blonde hair that came down to just below her shoulders, crystal ice blue eyes that could gaze into a man’s soul and take it hostage, full ruby red lips that beckoned to be kissed, and long well-toned slender dancer’s legs.
Carlos knew this was Stella’s normal daily routine and made sure that he was finished so he could glimpse her as she rode past as she began her morning ride.
Stella would ride around the 200 acre estate, past the vineyards, the manor house, through the wooded areas and, along the riverbed at the edge of the property, then back to the barn, a normal ride that took nearly an hour.
Carlos longed to be near her, to talk to her, to just be in her presence, and longed even more to be the object of her affection, because word around the estate, was that Stella was not married or even dating anyone, but yet it was rumored that she had plenty of male and even female companions with which she was very intimate with, including some of the hired hands.
Carlos knew his dreams were just that, dreams. Who was he, but a lowly farm hand. Even though he was the son of a foremen, what chance did he have with the lady of the house. The men she was with were probably richer, more handsome, and well established men of the world, yet he could always dream and fantasize that one day he might just get lucky.
He sighed as he watched her ride by, and longingly looked in her direction and to his surprise, he saw her look at him and stop. She pulled down her sunglasses and gave him an appraising look as to be checking him out, then she smiled approvingly and proceeded, as she rode on.
Alas, Carlos’s heart quickened, and he wondered if was their hope, even if it was just a slight chance that the lady of the manor saw something she liked or was she just being polite. Either way, he had caught her eye, something he had never been able to do before.
Carlos resumed his chores, and not soon enough because as he was in the middle of pouring seed into the bin, his father walked in. Carlos deeply respected his father, almost to the point of fear. Carlos’s father was stern yet loving, and even though Pedro was somewhat of a taskmaster, it was for his son’s own good. He wanted Carlos to do well and hopefully make a name for himself. Pedro was also grooming Carlos so one day he could become a foreman and do well enough to one day be Head foreman.
Pedro inspected what Carlos had been doing and approved, then went on into town with some of the other foremen to buy seed and sell some of the produce and livestock at the weekly auction.
Carlos sighed and removed his shirt again as it was getting hotter and poured water over him to cool himself off again. It was here where his thoughts turned back to Stella. Did he really have a chance with her, or was it just wishful thinking.
He looked at himself. He was fairly handsome for a young man of his age. He obviously wasn’t a male model or even movie star caliber, but her wasn’t butt-ugly either.
He had a little better than average looks, stood 5’9″ tall, slender build, weighed around 170 pounds, but his muscles(arms, chest and abs) were well-toned, almost chiseled from farm work, and he thought he had the qualities a woman looked for in a man, respectful faithful, kind and loving, but even so, he figured it to be just a dream or flight of fancy.
Carlos resumed his work, but could not focus and he felt the familiar burning in his loins as he did before when he dwelled on Stella or any other girl, and knew it wouldn’t be quenched, unless he sought relief.
He knew it was risky, but he had to chance it. He went over behind where he had stacked the hay, took out his tool and sought relief as he focused on a mental picture of Stella.
What Carlos didn’t know was that Stella had finished the ride and returned to the barn with the intention of introducing herself to him, but instead, she spied him in the middle of his “seeking relief.”
Stella had walked into the barn to water Isis, her prized mare she had risen since it was a colt and at first didn’t see Carlos. As she had finished letting Isis drink her fill and was about to turn and leave, she heard a faint moan from behind the stack of hay bales and went to investigate.
Stella followed the sound and that is when she witnessed Carlos masturbating. She was initially shocked, but then when she saw his “package” and how thick long and rigid it was, she couldn’t help but watch as she got more and more turned on fantasizing herself being taken by Carlos and being made hot passionate love to by him.
Stella stood transfixed watching as Carlos’s stroked his long, hard, thick massive 9-inch tool and she imagined it was her doing it for him and how good it would feel to have it in her hands.
The more Stella watched Carlos, the hotter and more turned on she became and felt her own pussy begin to tingle and her own juices trickle down her thighs. She made up her mind then she had to have some of that, and it was only proper that she help by offering the young man her assistance.
Carlos was so caught up in what he was doing, he was unaware that Stella had come to where he was and was now knelt down completely naked in front of him.
Stella put her hand on Carlos’s and removed it, then began stroking his cock and she then placed her lips around it and lowered her whole mouth on to it and began sucking it.
At first, Carlos didn’t completely register what was going on in his mind he just knew the pleasure was intense and didn’t want it to stop. Instinctively his hand went to where Stella’s head would be, and as his hand felt her hair, that is when it clicked.
Carlos’s eyes shot open and he is first instinct was to pull back and Stella just smiled and in perfect Spanish told Carlos it was alright and to relax. Stella then continued to suck on Carlos, running her tongue along the head of his cock until she heard the tale-tell moan that meant Carlos was cumming, along with him saying so in his native tongue.
Stella tasted the pre-cum as it oozed out of Carlos’s pulsating tool and then lowered her mouth all the way down on his tool continued sucking as she rapidly bobbed her head up and down Carlos’s tool, until his jizz erupted forth like a massive volcano spewing forth its contents.
Carlos’s cum spewed into Stella’s mouth as she drank down every bit, not missing a single drop and she continued drinking until everything was spent, savoring the flavor of his hot cum.
Stella smiled wickedly and without saying a word, continued to suck on Carlos until he was hard again, which surprisingly didn’t take long at all. Smiling at him, Stella sat on Carlos’s lap, straddled his cock and let it sink into her warm wet pussy.
“Soy tu puta traviesa,” Stella said with a breathy lustful purr, which translates into “I am you naughty little whore,” as she began to ride Carlos’s long and slow.
“Follame bebe, Quiero sentir tu ardiente virilidad dentro de mí,” Stella crooned as she continued to ride Carlos which translates to “Fuck me baby! I want to feel you shoot your hot cum inside of me.”
Stella was throwing caution to the wind fucking Carlos like this in the open barn. She knew that anytime, someone could walk in and catch them in the act, but she didn’t care. Besides, she was the owner of the estate, the Lady of the Manor, and she could do whatever she damned well pleased, and if her employees valued their job, they would do well to remain silent.
It didn’t take long for either Stella or Carlos to cum. Stella felt her pussy quivering and her juices trickle and Carlos’s was moaning and she knew he was on the verge of cumming.
“Oh God,” Carlos moaned, and as he tried to pull out, but Stella prevented him, and so he had no choice but to spew his massive load deep inside of Stella’s eagerly waiting carnivorous pussy.
“Oh yes baby,” Stella purred as she pulled Carlos in a tight embrace pressing his naked body next to hers as Carlos spent his load inside her.
Stella continued to slowly pump Carlos even after his load was spent and held him tight against her body as she planted a long wet deep tongue probing kiss on his lips.
They held each other for another minute or so and then Stella loosened the embrace and smiled. She then laid Carlos back on the bale of hay and laid beside him as she propped her elbow up and rested her head against the palm of her hand.
“Now, tell me Carlos, wasn’t this better than jerking off? After all, what good is just spewing forth your load unless it is into a woman’s mouth or hot wet pussy?”
Carlos blushed and stammered and was speechless and muttered to himself in Spanish asking praying to the Virgin Mary to forgive him for fornicating with a woman and for a host of other sins.
Stella spoke to Carlos in Spanish in a loving, soothing voice, reassuring him everything was okay but even as she tried, it was clear Carlos was distressed. Stella then heard Carlos’s biggest fear which was that the foreman would fire him for dishonoring the lady of the manor like he did by having sex with her.
“You know who I am,” Stella asked with a soothing tone.
“Yes, ma’am,” Carlos replied in an almost fearful reverent tone. “You are Mistress Stella, the Lady of the Manor, and I have dishonored you with my lascivious actions. I beg your forgiveness.”
“There is nothing to forgive,” Stella replied lovingly and reassuringly. “If anyone should seek forgiveness, it is me. I saw what you were doing and instead of walking away, I took advantage of the situation for my own personal benefit. I was turned on sexually and used the chance to satisfy my own lustful desires.”
“I must confess I enjoyed it as well ma’am,” Carlos replied.
“I am glad,” Stella replied then added, “and please don’t ‘ma’am’ me, it makes me feel old. Just call me Stella.”
“I can’t Carlos,” replied emphatically. “It isn’t proper to address the Lady of the House in familiar terms.”
“Even if I insist,” Stella asked smiling.
“Yes Ma’am,” Carlos replied earnestly.
Stella thought for a moment then something hit her. “Would it be proper for you to address me as Miss Stella?”
Carlos thought for a moment then replied, “Yes I could do that.”
“Good, because I personally hate being called ma’am, outside of running the business of course. It makes me feel old and I am definitely not old!”
“So Carlos, may I ask you something personal?”
“Yes, Miss Stella you may,” Carlos replied.
“I take it this was your first time being with a woman in this fashion.” It was part question and part statement.
Carlos once again blushed and sheepishly nodded his head. “It was much better than I imagined” Carlos said and then added, “I must confess when you caught me pleasing myself, I was fantasizing about you.”
“I figured as much,” Stella replied smiling. “I must confess before I decided to join you, I was imagining being with you as well and I must say I was not disappointed.”
Stella then looked Carlos in the eye and laid on top of him. “There is so much more I could show you if you are ready,” Stella said with a lustful purr. “There are carnal pleasures beyond your wildest dreams that await you, if you are ready.”
“Oh my lady I would love to, but I have my duties. If the Foreman comes back and finds the work undone, then I will be fired, and my family disgraced.”
“You let me worry about that, Stella said reassuringly. “Now come, let us surrender to our sinful desires.”
Stella embraced Carlos and kissed him on the lips as she pulled him into her. The kiss was soft and gentle but gradually became deeper. The kiss lasted a good minute and Stella took Carlos by the hand and after gathering their clothes, led him across to another part of the barn in the back to a secret panel.
She took the key that was on a chain around her neck and placed it in the lock of the door she stood before and opened it. The door swung open, revealing a dark space before them.
Stella reached her hand in and felt along a wall for a switch and light appeared. In front of them was a set of stairs leading to an attic that looked like it had been long abandoned and forgotten, but judging by the condition it was in, it was still in use by her.
“Only I know about this place,” Stella said as locked the door behind them using the inside latch then began leading Carlos up the steps. “My cousins and I used to play here when we were kids, and this is where I lost my virginity to my cousin Brad on my 18th birthday, so seeing my cousins don’t live here anymore, it is safe to say nobody else knows about this little hideout.
There was straw on the floor and a queen-sized bed frame in the corner with a mattress and blanket on it. Stella sat Carlos on the bed and stood in front of him and Carlos was once again transfixed by Stella’s sweet tanned naked form which in the light that that streamed in from the air vents above, glistened.
Stella faced Carlos and sat on his lap as she embraced him and planted a long wet kiss on his lips, this time deepening it to make it a tongue probing tonsil swabbing French kiss. Carlos placed his hands on Stella’s side and then up and down her naked torso as he returned the kiss.
The kiss was then broken by Stella as she placed one of her luscious 38D tits up to Carlo’s lips and breathlessly panted “Suck me baby. I want momma’s little boy to suck her dry.”
Carlos wasted no time and even though he had never been with a woman, it was evident that he had a baser instinct that knew what to do. Carlos sucked Stella like a pro and Stella moaned as she held Carlos’s head to her breasts.
Stella laid Carlos down so that he was once again on his back and laid on top of him. She found Carlos’s cock and with her hand, guided it into her pussy. Stella moaned with ecstasy as Carlos’s rock hard dick once again slid inside her and Carlos moaned with pleasure.
Stella rose her body up and began riding Carlos long and slow as she once again savored the feeling of his massive man meat inside her. She made long drawn out fucking motions as Carlos moaned with pleasure. Stella smiled down at Carlos and the smile was that of a huge cat in triumph when it is set to devour its prey and she had a look of utter bliss mixed with extreme sexual gratification in her eyes.
Deep inside Stella’s body, her orgasm was slowly building gently, but steadily rising to a crescendo as her pussy juices were beginning to slowly percolate, then slowly trickle like a tiny stream.
The stream soon became a river that began to gush like water over Niagara falls as Stella’s orgasms reached their zenith, and her cum juice gushed forth streaming out. She could no longer control the carnal delights inside her and she came flooding Carlos’s tool with her sweet creamy honey dew nectar.
Stella cried out in Spanish “Oh bebe haz tu puta sucia cum” which translates to “Oh baby make your filthy whore cum.”
Stella collapsed on top of Carlos as they embraced and kissed as Stella continued to pump Carlos. Their bodies embraced as they continued to move together in unison.
Carlos could feel his cock swell with cum and he knew it want going to long until he came. He moaned “Oh Jesús, voy a correrme” which means “Oh Jesus I am gonna cum.”
Carlos spewed his manhood deep inside of Stella once again to which Stella lustfully purred saying “Oh Dios sí dame todo tu semen,” which loosely translates to “Oh God yes gimme all your cum.”
Stella then rolled over on her back so that Carlos was on top of her. She looked Carlos in the eyes and with a lustful purr moaned “Oh bebé, haz lo que quieras conmigo. Soy tu putita traviesa para hacer lo que quieras!,” which loosely translates to “Oh baby have your way with me. I am your naughty little whore to do with as you please!”
Carlos wasted no time. He began kissing his way down Stella’s already sweaty cum soaked body. He began nibbling her neck and biting her flesh, giving her a hickey. Something inside of Carlos took over and he became as a wild primal beast full of animalistic lust.
He began biting Stella harder which she found erotic as well. She could sense the change in Carlos, and it made her even hotter and she was tempted to given into the same feelings which she did.
Carlos bit Stella until he drew a trickle of blood and then bit her again until it flowed free like a small cut. Carlos drank in Stella’s life force as Stella moaned “Oh Dios bebé, tómame todo, te entrego mi fuerza vital a ti,” which translates to “Oh God baby take me all. I surrender you my life-force to you.”
Carlos drank in Stella’s life force, taking in about an ounce or two then he moved his way down her body. Carlos sucked on Stella’s breast as Stella purred like a contented kitten. He then kissed his way down her torso until he reached her heavenly realm.
Carlos inhaled the musky scent of Stella’s womanhood and began to kiss and lick on her cunt then dove in like a man who hadn’t eaten in days and brought Stella off to orgasm after orgasm.
Wave after blissful wave of pleasure coursed through Stella’s body as Carlos brought her to countless orgasms. She held Carlos’s head to her pussy and fucked his face.
After a good pussy licking, it was time for Carlos to fuck Stella one last time. He thrusted his rock hard tool into Stella’s wet pussy and began fucking her slowly. Their hot sweaty cum-soaked bodies meshed together as one and they moved in unison.
Stella wrapped her long, luscious legs around Carlos’s back and held him close as their passions rose and fell together in unison. Stella’s body was racked by wave after wave of pleasure as she once again came multiple times, little intense mini-orgasms, each more intense than the first, climaxing in a resounding crescendo.
When the last orgasm hit Stella, she gasped for air as she came, arched her back and screamed at the top of her lungs “¡Oh Dios, Carlos, haz que tu sucio vagabundo se corra como la zorra de maldad que es!” “Oh God Carlos, make your filthy little tramp cum like the trashy whore she is!”
With that, Stella’s body shuddered and she went limp as she passed out from the intense pleasure. At first Carlos was panicked when he saw Stella lying motionless for a minute or so, but then he saw the slow steady rise and fall of her chest and knew she was still living. Stella then stirred and moaned softly, and her eyes fluttered open.
Stella was groggy as she came to then softly smiled and said “Oh God that was so fucking hot baby” with a lustful moan. “I have never cum so hard or so intense in all my life.”
“So how does it feel to make a woman cum so hard she passes out,” Stella said with a playful tease. Carlos’s just blushed then realizing Stella was teasing, smiled.
“Mmmmm baby you’re definitely a keeper,” Stella added with a sultry purr as she rolled Carlos over so that he was on his back and then crawled on top of him. “I’ve got you in my clutches and I am not going to let you go.”
Our lovers spent the next hour or two just kissing cuddling caressing and of course making hot sweet monkey love as they engaged in hot torrid sex.
They explored every lascivious, carnal libation they could imagine, and fucked in every position known to man and some they made up, and when they had spent all their sexual energy, they were both drenched in sweat and cum, their bodies reeking of unbridled, uninhibited sex.
Also, during their love making session, they were positive they had heard Carlos’s father calling his name. Carlos was afraid his father would find them, but Stella assured them he wouldn’t. There was a few times that the sounds of their passions carried outside, but they didn’t care and in spite of Carlos’s fear of being caught, no one ever found them.
It was nearly half past noon when Stella and Carlos finally decided it was time to go and got dressed. They both looked horrible and reeked of sex, but Stella didn’t care. After all, she was the boss and anyone who wanted to keep their jobs would not dare say anything.
“Come sweetie, we will get you cleaned up properly and bathed,” Stella said as she took Isis by the reigns and led Carlos back to the manor house.
Carlos had never been inside the manor house and was hesitant, but Stella assured him it would be okay. To avoid Carlos being seen, she entered through her private entrance.
Stella took her secret entrance upstairs to her private suite. Carlos hesitated, unsure of what to do and in a soothing voice Stella said in Spanish ” Está bien mi amor. Estás a salvo conmigo. Nadie sabrá que has estado aquí,” which translates “It is okay my beloved. You are safe with me. No one will know you have been here.”
Carlos entered the room and Stella led him to the bathroom where she turned on the shower and stripped down. “Báñate conmigo mi amor,” Bathe with me my love,” Stella said as she led Carlos into the shower.
Stella and Carlos embraced as the warm water trickled over their bodies. Stella passionately kissed Carlos as their wet bodies pressed together. “Llevame mi amor ¡Fóllame y corre dentro de mí!” “Take me my love. Fuck me and cum inside me,” Stella panted as she backed herself up against the back of the shower wall and wrapped her legs around Carlos’s body.
Carlos and Stella fucked one last time, after which, they washed each other off, dried each other off, and got dressed.
Stella found some old clothing of her father’s which was Carlos’s size, a lightweight, long sleeve, green and blue plaid button down shirt, a pair of jeans some boxers, socks, and boots. Stella dressed in a pair of tan khaki pants, sleeveless denim shirt, and boots.
“You must be famished my love,” Stella said with a smile. “Let’s get you something to eat. I know I am so hungry, I could eat a moose,” Stella added with a giggle.
Carlos got a puzzled look on his face and replied “Moose, what is Moose?”
Stella realized Carlos probably didn’t understand what she meant and explained it was an expression describing that she was very hungry.
Carlos smiled then went with her to the kitchen. Stella fixed them both ham sandwiches, one for her and two for Carlos with potato chips and a glass of soda. “Gracious Miss Stella,” Carlos smiled as he dug in and heartily ate.
“So Carlos, how do you like working here,” Stella asked with a smile.
“I enjoy it,” Carlos replied. “I have been working here for a long time.”
“So hon, how would you like to work for me,” Stella asked point blank.
Carlos looked puzzled and then replied, “Well, I already work for you Miss Stella.”
Stella smiled then rephrased the question. “Let me put it this way, would you like to work with me directly, as my personal assistant? The job would be good and the ‘benefits’ would be even better,” Stella added with a purr as she stroked Carlos’s hand lovingly.
“Me be your personal assistant,” Carlos said with surprise. “I have no skills for that. I am a farmhand, born into a family of farmhands and that is all I ever known and all I will ever know,” Carlos added solemnly.
“Surely you have dreams,” Stella asked lovingly “Don’t you have some dream you long for?”
Carlos blushed then sheepishly replied “Well Miss Stella, you granted my fondest dream today when we,” then blushed again.
“When we made love,” Stella finished the sentence Carlos was embarrassed to finish.
“Si,” Carlos replied smiling.
“Do you mind if I ask you something personal,” Stella continued. “You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to.”
Carlos nodded and Stella continued. “Tell me truthfully are you okay with what we did today? I know it was sudden and you weren’t expecting it. Did I offend you in anyway with my actions?”
Carlos thought long and hard and he had to acknowledge he was happy that his deepest fantasy came true and that he immensely enjoyed it, even though he knew it was a sin.
“I must confess Miss Stella that yes I did enjoy our union,” Carlos said blushing.
“Would you like to continue,” Stella asked tenderly, hoping Carlos would say yes but would understand if he didn’t.
Carlos got quiet, bowed his head, reverently made the sign of the Cross, then in Spanish replied “Perdóname bendita Virgen María pero sí lo haría,” which meant “Forgive me blessed Virgin Mary, but yes I would.”
Stella lovingly put her hand on his and replied in Spanish “Estoy seguro de que la Santísima Virgen María encontraría an su corazón perdonarte” which translates to “I am sure the Blessed Virgin Mary would find it in her heart to forgive you.”
Carlos sighed with relief and Stella lovingly added “I understand your concern, I am Catholic too.”
“Oh Miss Stella, I would love more than anything to share your bed with you,” Carlos said earnestly, “but I figured I didn’t not stand a chance. I am just a lowly farmhand and you are the Mistress of the House. I figured you had men who were richer and more powerful and wouldn’t be interested in me.”
“Also,” Carlos continued, “in my world it is not proper to how do you say,” as he searched for the right words, “if you are of a certain class you are expected to only associate with others in your class.”
“So as we would say here in America, no upward mobility,” Stella said in an understanding tone. “If you are born a farmhand, you die a farmhand and marry someone of your same status.”
“Si Miss Stella,” Carlos replied quietly.
Stella then said “If given the chance, would you be willing to join my social status? I am offering you that chance.”
Carlos’s eyes lit up like a child’s on Christmas morning and he replied. “You would do that for me?”
“Yes, sweetheart I am,” Stella said as she softly kissed Carlos on the lips.
“But why, how,” Carlos replied confused. “I have no skills other than what I know.”
“I find that hard to believe, Stella replied. “You seem like a very intelligent young man and I am sure if you didn’t know how to now, you could learn. May I ask another personal question?”
“Si,” Carlos replied.
“Have you had any formal schooling?”
“Si,” Carlos replied again. “I went to the school that all the farmhands went to until I was 16 then I started working the job I do now.”
“I trust you can read and write,” Stella said.
“Ehhhhh,” Carlos replied as he put his hand up and waved it sideways in the “so-so” gesture. “I am very good at numbers and I have always wanted to be what you would call a bookmaker.”
Stella smiled and stifled a giggle and said, “You mean bookkeeper, a person who keeps the books for a business.”
“Si, bookkeeper,” Carlos replied “That is it. I wasn’t sure what is was called and that is the only thing I could think of.”
“I could teach you and I would also be willing to send you to school to become trained in as well as to learn how to read and write in English.
Carlo’s eyes got really big again and he said, “You would do that for me?”
“That and much more,” Stella replied with a smile. “You would no longer have to do be a farmhand, muck out dirty stalls and the other things you have been doing. You would have status and a woman to share your bed with who would treat you like a king.”
“Even though you would be my assistant you wouldn’t be just my employee you would be my equal and have the same rights as me and free reign of the house.”
Carlos couldn’t believe his ears, was he dreaming, his fondest wishes were coming true.
“But what of my father,” Carlos replied. “How would I,” he paused then added “what would I,” then stopped, not knowing how to finish his sentence.
It was obvious to Stella that Carlos revered his father and was almost afraid to cross him. “You let me worry about that,” Stella replied confidently. “I am sure once I explained to him what I am offering you he will understand.”
“You won’t tell him about,” Carlos replied then added, “well what happened today?”
“Don’t worry my beloved, I would never embarrass you like that,” Stella said reassuringly. “It is our little secret and it will remain our secret. I will say I was impressed by your work today and wanted you as my executive assistant, no not executive assistant, hmmmmm let me see now,” Stella said with a pause as she thought. “Ah ha, Office Manager, yes that is it, I like that title much better,” Stella said as she smiled at her own brilliance.
Stella and Carlos spent the next hour and a half just talking. Carlos told Stella about his life and how his family had been working on her farm all those years.
Stella outlined what she had planned in that she would help him get into the local junior college and take classes and she would also teach him everything he needed to know.
As they were talking, Carlos’s father happened to come in as he had been looking for him, saw Carlos, and sternly called his name. Carlos froze out of fear knowing his father was furious with him for not finishing his work. “But papa,” Carlos tried to explain, but his father would not have any of it.
Carlos’s father started yelling at him in Spanish chastising him and Stella immediately stepped in with a stern voice.
“Pare allí, señor. No hablarás con él de esa manera,” which basically meant “Do not talk to him that way.”
Carlos’s father instantly turned on Stella and replied, not realizing at first who he was talking to thinking that maybe another hired hand and replied in a loud angry tone, “I don’t know who you are, but this is MY son, and you will not talk to me in that manner, or I will report you to the head of the house.”
“I AM the head of the house,” Stella replied authoritatively with a cold steel tone in her voice, rising to her feet, standing toe to toe to Carlos’s father without fear and look on her face that said, “You would do well not to trifle with me.”
Carlo’s father blinked, a loss for words, not being used to a female speaking to him in that manner.
He paused, and then it dawned on that there was in fact now a female owner of the estate and he was talking to her.
“Forgive me my lady I meant no disrespect, but how I raise my son is my business,” Carlos’s father said politely but poignantly.
“I understand,” Stella replied respectfully, “but if you would allow me to explain I will tell you what happened and why Carlos here didn’t finish his job.”
Just as Stella was about to tell Carlos’s father what happened, the Executive Director of Estate Services came in with an inventory report.
“Excuse me ma’am, I need your signatures on the inventory, purchasing and sales reports for the week,” Lucius said politely.
Lucius noticed Carlos and his father Pedro standing there. “Good day, Pedro, Carlos.” He then said “Pedro you should be very proud of Carlos here. He was able to help out Miss Stella here in a big way today. He has a great gift for numbers and if it weren’t for him, we would have been in a bind. You have raised a fine young man and an excellent worker.”
“Thank you, sir,” Pedro smiled not knowing what to say, but figured Lucius wouldn’t be saying it if it weren’t true.
Once Lucius had the signature he needed, he left. Stella then went to explain what happened. She told him that she needed help right then and Carlos was around, so she asked him to volunteer to help load some inventory and later he was able to catch an error her other clerk had missed.
“If it is okay with you Pedro, I would like Carlos here to work with me as my new Office Manager. He is very good at numbers and bookkeeping and I think he would have a promising career.”
Pedro was surprised to hear that Carlos would be chosen from those who were probably more qualified. “No offense Miss Stella but Carlos is just a simple farmhand I am sure there are other’s more qualified.”
“True,” Stella replied, “but Carlos here has one advantage the others don’t. He is fluent in Spanish and I need someone like that working for me. I am fluent in Spanish yes, but I also need someone there who can translate when I am not there, and so they don’t have to wait to find someone who is in case I am not.”
“It is a great opportunity for him,” Stella added, “and besides, he will also have a chance to go to college and get an education.”
“College,” Pedro said wide eyed. “I can’t afford that.”
“Don’t worry, I have that covered,” Stella said smiling “Your son’s education will be paid for by me and he will be in good hands.
“College,” Pedro smiled absent-mindedly. “My Maria would be so proud, rest her soul.”
“Also, Carlos would have full access to the manor house and have a suite to himself,” Stella added. “He would also a nice uniform to wear and work directly with me.”
Carlos’s father weighed what Stella had told him in his mind and even though he didn’t want to lose Carlos as a worker, he did want to see his son do well in life. What father wouldn’t. This would be his chance to improve his lot in life and have a real future.
“You won’t lose Carlos” Stella said. “He will be at the manor house and I am sure he will be the same young man he has always been, and he will have freedom to see you whenever he wanted.”
Carlos’s father was at a loss for words but happy for his son. He thanked her saying “Gracias señorita Stella. Me has hecho un orgulloso papá. Acepto tu oferta,” the only words he could find to speak, being overcome with emotion.
In short, he said that Stella had made him a proud father and he accepted his offer.
“I am glad,” Stella replied smiling. “I will let you two celebrate tonight and tomorrow, we will get Carlos here moved into the manor house.
“Gracias señorita Stella, thank you, thank you,” Pedro excitedly said. “I must go tell my family I will see you tonight at supper Carlos. With that, he hugged Carlos tightly and clapped him on the back.
“Before I go Mistress Stella,” Carlos’s father said “I want you to attend as well. You will now be a big part of my son’s life, and I want you to share our joy as well.”
“I would be honored Pedro,” Stella replied with a smile and with that, Carlos’s father took his leave.
Once Carlos’s father had left, Stella embraced Carlos and gave him a long wet kiss. “Come let us celebrate,” Stella said with a lustful purr as she led Carlos to her suite and locked the door.
The two of them spent the next 45 minutes in hot passionate sex after which Stella figured it would be wise for Carlos to go back to his father.
They got dressed and Stella said, “You go on beloved, I will be along in a bit” and gave Carlos one last sensual kiss.
About an hour later, Stella showed up. She was expecting a small celebration but not on this scale. There was music dancing and what appeared to be 30 people.
Stella was dressed nice but somewhat modestly in a denim skirt, white pullover three-quarter sleeved light weight sweater made of ribbed material, and cowboy boots.
“Miss Stella,” Pedro called smiling, waving her over. “Come have a drink with me.”
“Thank you,” Stella replied. “A beer would be nice.”
Pedro brought Stella a beer and handing it to her and then said, “Let’s take a walk. I want to discuss my son’s future.”
Stella followed Pedro as he walked to a quiet area away from the music and crowd. They both sit at on a bench underneath a copse of trees so they could talk in private.
Stella then reached into her purse and pulled out a pack of Virginia Slims 120’s menthols. “Do you mind if I smoke,” Stella politely asked, and Pedro said “It is your estate ma’am.” Stella smiled and lit the cigarette and blew out the puff of smoke and then casually asked “So what is on your mind?”
“Miss Stella, I want to thank you for what you did for Carlos,” Pedro said as he took a swig of his beer. “I have never seen Carlos so happy as he is tonight.”
“It was my pleasure Pedro,” Stella replied. “Your son shows great promise and I want to see him reach his full potential.”
“As do I,” replied Pedro, then he turned somewhat serious.
“I know you think a lot of my son or you wouldn’t be doing what you are to help him,” Pedro added “but I have a feeling it goes much deeper than just mentoring him.”
Pedro then got a pensive look on his face as he was searching for the right words to say. “May I ask you a personal question and I need you to be honest?”
“Sure,” Stella replied. “What would you like to know?”
“There is no easy way to say this, so I am just going to come right out and say it. When I came looking for Carlos in the barn, I heard some things. I heard moans of passions, a woman calling out my son’s name and Carlos’s voice calling out.”
Stella just smiled like a cat who had swallowed the canary and said “Busted, you got me. Yes, I was the one in the barn with Carlos and yes we did have sex.”
“I thought as much,” Pedro replied but I need to know one thing. “Do you truly love him or is he just another notch in your belt?”
“Before I answer I need you to promise me one thing,” Stella said. “Promise me what we discuss will stay between us.”
“You have my word Miss Stella,” Pedro replied.
“Yes, I do love Carlos with all my heart,” Stella replied truthfully and passionately. “I know this may sound silly but when we made love, our souls became one and we truly connected, and I knew he was the one for me and we were destined to be together.”
Pedro nodded his head and smiled “I completely understand. It was that way with my Maria. Carlos doesn’t know this, but Maria and I weren’t married when we made first made love. We snuck away from her father one night for a night of passion and we both knew we were meant for each other.”
“Also, Carlos was conceived that night, something he doesn’t know either, and Maria and I basically were forced to have what you Americans call a Shot-gun wedding, so no, I can’t pass judgment on you or him.”
“One thing though you must promise me,” Pedro added.
“What is that,” Stella replied.
“Promise me that you will help him live up to his full potential and becomes a success. Most of all, show him that you believe in him and encourage him.
“That I will I promise,” Stella replied. “You have my word as a lady.”
“I believe you,” Pedro replied smiling. “Come let us join the party and celebrate.”
With that Stella extinguished her cigarette and she and Pedro walked back towards the sound of the music and crowd.
Once back at the party, Carlos saw his father with Stella.
“Miss Stella and I were just discussing her plans for your future,” Pedro said “I am very proud of you son. You are your own man now and I know you will do well.” With that, Pedro pulled Carlos into a fatherly embrace and said, “Your mother would be so happy.”
“Gracias Papa,” Carlos said with a tear in his eye. “I will make you proud of me Papa.”
“Go dance with Stella here, after all this is a celebration,” Pedro said and with that he took his leave of them for a while.
For the rest of the night, Stella and Carlos danced and just had fun together. They kissed, but that was pretty much the extent of it, at least while in public.
About 30 minutes before midnight, Stella took her leave of the party. She found Pedro and bid him good night one more time and thanked him for his hospitality.
Pedro embraced Stella in a fatherly embrace and hugged her. “A la hija que nunca tuve, pero deseé tenerla. Bienvenido a la familia,” “To the daughter I never had but I wished I did. Welcome to the family.”
Stella smiled and replied “A mi segundo padre. Me siento honrado de ser parte de su familia,” “To my second father, I am honored to be a part of your family.”
“Son, would you like to walk Miss Stella home?” Pedro said smiling at Stella.
“That would be lovely, yes. I would like that,” Stella replied.
“I’ll be right home after I drop her off Papa,” Carlos replied respectfully.
“Not to worry,” Pedro replied, again smiling at Stella as they shared a look of what they had talked about earlier. “After all, you are a grown man now, and I am sure you would like to properly say goodnight to Miss Stella here. I will see you when I see you, and with that Pedro took his leave of them.
Stella and Carlos slowly walked together away from the party, their arms around each other and walked until they were out of sight of the party. They stopped, faced each other and smiled. Then they embraced and passionately kissed.
Stella broke the kiss and softly said “Carlos would you like to take a moonlit ride with me. I know a place where we can lie out under the stars beside the creek and make love until the sun comes up.”
“Sounds delightful,” Carlos said smiling.
“Cum my beloved, let us spend the night in passion.”
Stella and Carlos walked back to the barn where Stella’s prized mare was stabled. She grabbed a couple of blankets a saddle bag and a lantern. She then mounted her mare with Carlos behind her.
Stella and Carlos rode to the manor house and Stella led Carlos inside and they went to an old cask room that her father had converted into their own private store room for the unsold bottles of wine from their production, plus the inventory of various hard liquors they kept for personal use.
Stella grabbed one of the finest bottles of Scotch she had and then from her personal study, two whiskey tumblers from the small bar cart sitting along the wall and handful of Montecristo cigars, a lighter and cigar cutter then packed them all in her small backpack.
Lastly, Stella went into the kitchen and grabbed a small wheel of cheese, beef stick and a knife, then went back to where Isis was waiting. Once Stella had secured all of the items into the saddle bag, she and Carlos rode to the secret place Stella had told him about.
Stella laid out the blanket by the river under the stars and they both laid side by side on their backs as they looked up into the night sky. The night was crisp and clear and the brilliant canopy of stars that shone in the Heavens seemed to be so close, that you could actually reach out and touch them with your hand.
“Isn’t this beautiful,” Stella said with a soft purr. “When I was a little girl, my father took me here and showed me the stars and with his help, I learned all of the constellations. He would spend hours explaining the Heavens to me and it was through him that I developed my love for astronomy.”
“I still come here about once a month and just lie here looking up at the stars wondering about life out there, and I find that it helps me clear my head and relieve the pressures of running my business.”
“This is my private secluded spot and no one has been here with me since my father, and now you are the first to see it and it will now be our special place,” Stella concluded with a soft purr as she kissed Carlos on the lips.
Stella then got up walked over to Isis and from the saddle bag retrieved her small bag she had packed from the Manor house. She pulled everything out and laid it on the blanket and then took two cigars and offered one to Carlos.
“Would you like one sweetie,” Stella said offering the cigar to him. “I find them very satisfying and one of life’s few simple pleasures.
Stella showed Carlos how to take the cigar cutter to cut the end of the cigar off properly. She then lit hers showing him the proper way to light one and took a long satisfying puff, relishing the flavor, then releasing the smoke. Stella then helped Carlos light his and they both enjoyed their cigars as they laid side by side staring into the night sky.
Stella then sat up opened the bottle of Scotch and poured both her and Carlos a double shot.
“To us my beloved, may we have a long happy life together, and may you find your success as your own man,” Stella said as she made her toast.
They both sipped their whiskey and Stella sliced some cheese and beef stick and they had their own small midnight picnic.
After they finished their cigars and whiskey, they answered the call of the wild they were both feeling and made hot sweet love until just before Astronomical Twilight(feel free to Google it for the definition).
Carlos knew this was when he was normally about his daily chores in the barn and that just a little more than 24 hours before, his life had been radically changed, and his wildest dream had cum true.
As first light appeared, he got a faint smile on his face and a look in his eyes that he was remembering something pleasurable.
“Stella saw the smile on Carlo’s face and look of delight in his eyes then it dawned on her, this was around the time when they first noticed each other and then with a sweet smile, Stella put his hand in hers.
“You are remembering our first encounter, aren’t you,” Stella said with a loving smile. “This is about the time I was riding pass the barn and we locked eyes with one another, and I gave you an approving smile isn’t it?”
“Yes Miss Stella,” Carlos said with a fond smile. “I just knew that if I could somehow get you to notice me, that I might, just might, have a chance of winning your love.”
Stella smiled inwardly thinking how romantic that sounded to her, even though most people would probably find it cheesy and corny. But Stella never really cared what others thought. To Carlos, the love of her life, it was precious, and she wasn’t about to belittle him or piss on his parade.
Just think my beloved, you will never have to wake up this early again and do those hard chores, Stella said with a loving smile. “You are part of my life and my world now and I consider you my equal, so with that being said, I have one thing to ask you.”
“What is it Miss Stella,” Carlos said with a soft smile.
“I know it may be difficult for you but I would like it very much that since we are equals now, that you drop the formalities and simply address me as Stella,” Stella said with a loving smile.
Carlos thought for a minute and nodded his head and replied “Si, yes I can do that. “I also have a request for you” Carlos added. Since you are my love, I would like to refer to you as “Mi amada,” or “carino,” which simply means my beloved and sweetheart.”
“Oh si mi amado,” “Oh yes my beloved,” Stella replied passionately kissing Carlos on the lips as they lovingly embraced and held each other closely.
“I have another question to ask of you,” Stella added. “Actually it’s part question and part surprise I was planning for you.”
“Si,” Carlos replied, “what is it my beloved?”
“First the surprise part,” Stella said with a smile. “Since this is my private spot, I thought it could become OUR private spot and I was planning to have a small cozy cabin built here for us to share to get away from everything. Does that sound good to you?”
“Oh yes Stella,” Carlos replied pleasantly surprised.
“Well then, now to my question,” Stella continued. “I was hoping we could first use it to consummate our formal union together as life long partners, you know, as husband and wife,” Stella added with a smile hoping Carlos would approve.
Stella waited for what seemed to be an eternity, the longest six seconds of her life, as Carlos fathomed the gravity of what she had just told him. Then his eyes widened like a child’s on Christmas morning seeing all the presents Santa had laid out for him/her under the tree.
Without warning and much to Stella’s pleasant surprise, Carlos planted a long deep passionate kiss on Stella pulling her close. He then broke the kiss and cried saying “Yes, oh yes Stella, I do, I do,” almost sobbing, but with tears of joy.
“Oh my beloved, you have made me the happiest man in the world,” Carlos said wiping the tears from his eyes. “I would be honored to be your husband.”
Stella then giggled and said “I know it’s traditional for the man to ask the woman, but I am what you could call a modern liberated woman and not very traditional. I hope that is okay with you?”
“Non traditional is good,” Carlos said with a smile.
By now the sun had completely risen and Stella and Carlos decided it was time to ride back the manor house.
As they rode, they noticed Carlos’s father with a group of other men. Pedro smiled at his son and tipped his hat and Carlos smiled back as did Stella. They finally arrived back at the manor house.
Stella dropped her horse off to one of the stable hands who was waiting and went into the house with Carlos and went to the kitchens where the cooks were still preparing food.
In perfect Italian, she asked one of the cooks, Isabella for some blueberry pancakes with blueberry syrup and a warm blueberry compote, scrambled eggs with cheese, Kielbasa smoked sausage, some orange juice, and milk.
“Si, signora, subito,” “Yes ma’am right away,” Isabella replied to which Stella replied back, “Grazie mille,” “Thank you very much.” Stella then walked with Carlos to the kitchen area she and Carlos sat at the day before.
About fifteen minutes later, the food arrived and Stella and Carlos enjoyed their breakfast as they spent the next 45 minutes talking and eating.
“After breakfast, I thought I would take you to the winery and show you your new office where we will be working together,” Stella said with a smile “It is an office that has been sitting empty since Christmas. You will be right next door to me and our offices will be joined.”
“You can also meet the people you will be working with,” Stella added and I was also thinking that I can have Lucius mentor you and groom you to take his place when he retires next year.”
“Wow,” Carlos replied in awe. “I am honored but I am not sure I am ready for that,” Carlos added humbly.
“We shall see,” Stella replied lovingly. “I think you are a smart young man and you will do fine. After that, I want to take you shopping for some new clothes such as suits, as well as uniform shirts and pants and shoes and any personal casual clothes you may want.”
“I know these are a lot of surprises but I do have one more I am working on,” Stella added. “I am in the process of having Lucius procure you a horse of your own, a young healthy elegant destrier, around two years old, the noble breed of medieval knights.”
“It should take about two weeks to have it here and he will be stabled with Isis.”
Stella then showed Carlos an 8×10 photo of the horse and said, “Any name suggestions?”
Carlos just shook his head and said “Oh no, I am no expert. I trust your opinion.”
“Stella thought then said “How about either Osiris or Ulysses.”
“I like the sound of Ulysses,” Carlos replied.
“Then Ulysses it shall be.” Stella replied with a smile. “Now lets go see your new office.”
Stella took Carlos to see the headquarters of the winery and where his new office would be. He was very impressed. Carlos then met the office staff and Stella told them Carlos would be starting on Tuesday, since Monday was the 4th of July holiday.
Stella then took Carlos shopping for clothes and he picked out what he liked and then she took him to get a haircut. After that, they came back and Stella led him to THEIR room and Carlos put his clothes in the extra walk in closet Stella had.
After an hour of making hot sweet passionate monkey love, Stella and Carlos showered and Carlos put on some of his new clothes They then spent the rest of the afternoon just talking about their future.
Later that evening, Stella and Carlos went to visit Carlos’s father. He told him the good news about him and Stella. Pedro was happy and welcomed Stella to the family. He asked when the big date was and Stella said shortly after she had her new cabin built which was going to be their Honeymoon cottage.
“Well this calls for a celebration,” Pedro said with a smile. Pedro threw another celebration like he had the night before but this time it was a betrothal celebration. Like the night before the celebration lasted well into the night.
At 9:30, Pedro said he was going to have to call it a night because he wasn’t as young as he used to be and because he had to be up early to work. Stella said nonsense and she told him to take tomorrow off and his job would be covered.
Finally around 3:00 A.M., the party broke up and people went their own way and Stella and Carlos went to the manor house to sleep well until the afternoon.
Come Tuesday Carlos went to work and did well. Over the next few months he showed he was a natural and Lucius was eager to mentor him and groom him for his job when he would retire after the New Year.
That September, Carlos had enrolled in night classes at the local junior college and showed he did well there earning his associates degree in accounting. His reading and writing skills also vastly improved as did his proficiency in speaking English.
Eventually, the cabin was completed, by mid October approximately two weeks before Halloween. the biggest obstacles were getting plumbing and natural gas tied in from the main estate to the cabin. It was a feat of engineering but it was accomplished.
The cabin was a 1,200 square foot quaint stone river rock structure. It had four major rooms with stone floors, the same stone that used on the exterior. The front part of the main room was the living area with comfortable furniture, that included a couch, recliners and an area where a 48″ wide circular custom crafted mahogany wooden table stood with 4 matching chairs.
Along the wall opposite the table was a large stone fireplace with a mantle. The fireplace was large enough to hang a cast iron pot to cook in if so desired.
In the back part of the main room, just apart from the living area, but still in the same room, was an attached kitchen that had an antique black cast iron wood burning stove/oven along with cabinets and counter space. Beside counters and cabinets was the pantry room described below.
Off from the main room were three other rooms. One was a small pantry/storage room that included a 4 foot tall 30 gallon natural gas water heater. The next room was a small one-half bath for guests.
Along the back wall of the main room, towards the back of the house in the middle, was another door which led Stella and Carlos’s bedroom suite. This room took up the back portion of the cabin and accounted for about 25 percent of the total cabin space.
The bedroom part of the area measured about 12’x16′ and contained with a queen sized four posted bed and canopy, a stand up wardrobe on one wall and a small dresser along another. In the room were also two back doors.
One was a small door that went out onto a little balcony so you could stand and look out over the river. The second door was one that went out to a small garden path that led to the river.
Connected to the bedroom was the bathroom. It contained an old fashioned white, ceramic, claw foot tub, a vanity, and a toilet. The bathroom also had a small closet about 2 feet wide and 2 feet deep for towels and toiletries.
All in all, except for the gas and plumbing, the cabin was rather primitive with, no electricity and no air conditioning, but had large arch shaped windows located in areas of the room that allowed for a good cross breeze.
Stella announced that she and Carlos would tie the knot on Halloween in a Fall Harvest Celebration she decided to call “Oktoberfest.” Pedro offered to host the wedding at his home and Stella gladly accepted.
Pedro would be Carlo’s best man and one of Stella’s cousins agreed to be her Matron of Honor. Lucius who had known Stella since she was a child, and who had worked for her father, was like a second father to her and agreed to give her away.
The wedding was a beautiful simple informal event with Stella and Carlos writing and reciting their own vows.. Stella wore a beautiful fall harvest colored dress with a wreath of flowers in her hair and Carlos wore one of the suits Stella had bought him.
As simple and low key as the wedding was, the reception was just the opposite. The celebration was a grand royal feast with a full royal style dinner that had banguet tables with place settings for the guest. It was a feast like you read about in fiction novels of Royalty attending at the King’s castle.
It was held in a cleared out storage warehouse on the winery grounds and the winery provided the wine for the reception and Stella had kegs of German beer brought in.
Caterers and serving girls dressed in traditional Oktoberfest garb, served the guests and the selection of food provided was quite large. There was also a traditional German Oktoberfest band with the appropriate music and people danced.
The festival went on to the following morning and at first light, Stella and Carlos said their farewells and left. Stella mounted her prized mare Isis and Carlos mounted his regal Destrier Ulysses and they rode to their cabin.
They paddocked their steeds in a shaded fenced in area Stella had built just for them with plenty of food and water and then entered their cabin and consummated their union, spending three days and nights there.
Apart from having sex on their honeymoon, Stella and Carlos would ride their horses around the manor and Stella also showed Carlos a back trial that led to the small village about a mile from the estate, and to the small general store she enjoyed visiting.
Also during their honeymoon, fate shown down on Carlos and Stella in that Stella ended up conceiving and 10 months later, with the help of a midwife Pedro knew, gave birth to a precious baby girl in the cabin. Her name would be Maria Rose, Maria after Carlos’s mother, and Rose after Stella’s Great Aunt.
Come the new year, Lucius retired from the winery and Carlos took his place as Executive Director of Estate Services, the number two position in the winery.
Carlos went on to finish his Associate’s Degree in Bookkeeping then continued his education, earning a bachelor’s degree in Finance and Accounting with a minor in Business Administration and finally earning his MBA in Production Management. It took him about 10 years of total schooling from when he first began, but he persevered through it all, doing very well and graduating at the top of his class.
Carlos earned the respect of his peers as well as the staff of the winery. Most knew his story and it gave them hope that with hard work and commitment to education, they might just be able to have a better life.
Over time, Stella and Carlos’s love deepened and they grew closer together. Stella and Carlos were excellent parents and Maria Rose did not want for anything, and was loved and doted on as much as any little girl could be, growing up to be a kind and gentle soul, and a respectful and refined young lady who would one day take over the family business.
Little did Carlos know that fateful morning when he first locked eyes with Stella, would be the day that would change his life forever. It just goes to prove that even though your dreams may appear to be out of your reach, fate can smile down on you and grant them.