To some ponies, there's nothing more satisfying than a hard day's work. And in the town of Appleoosa, where hard work is pretty much the order of the day for it's entire populace, that satisfaction was common throughout. And so it was, at the end of yet another long day at the apple orchards, that the townsfolk, most of whom were earth ponies, began making their way back to their homes for the evening, making sure to give a friendly smile and wave as they parted ways. One such stallion was perhaps more chipper than any other pony there. Braeburn Apples, a notable member of one of the largest families in all of Equestria, and cousin to one of the former bearers of the element of harmony. If there was one pony in all of Appleoosa that could put a smile on somepony's face, it was him.

But, like everypony else, he was making his way home, out on the outskirts of town, ready to rest and relax himself in preparation for more orchard work in the morning. So, smiling all the way, he eventually arrived at his modest home, approaching the door and opening it before entering quietly. However, once inside, he immediately noticed something that he knew was not there before. A pair of brown shoes just inside the main entrance room of his home. The shoes were undoubtedly of human origin, judging from the shape of them. Now, most ponies would think it odd that such things would be here. But not Braeburn. Instead, he simply raised an eyebrow and put on a mischievous smile, knowing full well what those shoes being here meant. So taking his hat off and placing it on a nearby table, he began to make his way towards his bedroom.

Once reaching it, he made sure to straighten out his jacket and mane, wanting to make a good impression. So, after taking a deep breath, he pushed open the door of his room and looked within, his smile growing even wider when he finally got a good look. Just as he suspected, there, lying on top of his bed, was a human woman. She was clad in nothing but a short nightgown, which extended only to her knees. She was lounging on her side with one hand carefully placed upon her hip. The other hand was propping her head up, and she had quite a sultry look on her face as she gazed upon the newly-arrived stallion. Smiling again at this sight, Braeburn entered his room fully before closing the door, after which he gave a short bow before addressing his visitor.

"Well now, ain't this a pleasant sight to come home to. And how may ah help y'all, darlin?"

The woman giggled a little at that before replying.

"Oh, I don't know. I guess I just wanted to know if there were any handsome stallions who'd be so kind as to let a poor, lonely woman spend the night with them?"

The faux way she'd said those words would have been obvious to even the most dim-witted of foals, but even so, Braeburn elected to continue with this little game of theirs.

"Well, ah reckon y'all don't need ta look much further than this ere place, ma'am."

The woman smiled before sitting upright, dangling her legs over the side before leaning forward. She raised a hand and stroked the side of Braeburn's face, all while both of them looked at each other in a loving manner.

"Then I suppose it's fortunate I found such a kind and giving stallion tonight."

It was here that the two finally brought their faces together, their lips touching in a tender kiss. Raising his hoof, Braeburn returned the same caress he'd been given to the woman, gently tucking a strand of hair behind her ear as he did so. After a full minute of this kiss, they broke apart, still smiling at each other. Eventually, the stallion spoke up.

"Ah can't tell y'all how good it is to see ya again, Sal."

Braeburn's visitor rolled her eyes at that.

"Brae, you know I hate that nickname."

The stallion chucked a bit after hearing that.

"Sorry, Sally. Ah just always felt it was a pretty cute name is all."

Sally joined in on the chuckle for a little bit before leaning in forward, raising a hand and carefully tickling behind Braeburn's ear. The effect was immediate as the stallion began thumping one of his hind legs into the ground repeatedly, like a rabbit, all while a pleasured look was plastered all over his face. Sally, taking a moment to enjoy the power she was having over her boyfriend right now, began whispering into his ear.

"It's been a while since we last me. How about we...rekindle a little?"

As his "friend" began to remove her hand from his ear, Braeburn shook his head to get out of his near-trance-like state, before looking at her with an equally-sultry look on his face.

"Well, after a long day like today, ah can't think of anyway ah’d rather spend mah evenin."

Taking that as permission, Sally gave a smirk before reaching forward with both hands and pulling Braeburn's face to hers in yet another kiss, only this time far more passionately than the first. Braeburn began to move forward, with Sally beginning to lie backwards, allowing her coltfriend to move on top. During their kiss, Braeburn was swiftly removing his jacket, exposing his bright yellow fur to her. Likewise, Sally was effortlessly slipping out of her nightgown, giving her companion a chance to admire her unclothed form. Now, logic would state that, since Braeburn spent much of his day around unclothed mares, seeing this woman naked wouldn’t bee too big of a deal for him. Logic, unfortunately, would be wrong on this count. Having learned long ago that humans kept themselves covered except for those closest to them, there was something about seeing her like this, in this intimate space, knowing that she wanted him, that made her nudity all the more enticing for him.

While still kissing her, Braeburn moved a free hoof down, towards her left breasts, where he began to massage it as well as any hoof could do. This managed to cause exactly the reaction he wanted, as Sally broke apart from the kiss to let out a moan. The stallion smiled at that as he carried on, continuing his massage while also kissing her down her neck. Sally smiled to herself at this feeling of her lover's lips and hoof upon her, lying back and feeling more and more relaxed. Her smile widened once she saw that she was causing him just as much excitement, as he now began to unsheathe down below. It was quite a shock for her the first time, to come to terms with just how much larger stallions were to human males. Not that she was complaining of course. Instead, she took this opportunity to return Braeburn's efforts by reaching down and gently holding onto his exposed member, causing an immediate grunt from him.

The two carried on like this for some time, Braeburn carefully kneading her breasts while Sally kept on working down below with her dexterous fingers. Eventually though, Braeburn looked down to see that she was now ready for him, judging from the moistness coming from her nethers. He gave a sultry smile to her, which was promptly returned by Sally, before positioning himself carefully. Women weren't as deep as mares, and he knew that. During their first time he'd accidentally gone too far too fast, which had led to apologies all night. But at this point however, he was fully aware of what to do. So, ever so carefully, he began to hilt himself within her, going centimetre by careful centimetre. Every second of it caused moans of pleasure from Sally, who lifted her legs and wrapped them around Braeburn's waist, holding him close.

The stallion finally reached her back wall, and it was here that he began to carefully remove himself from her before starting on more frequent thrusts. Sally reached upwards, wrapping her arms around his neck and holding his face close to hers, enabling yet another passionate kiss, all while Braeburn continued his thrusts. The woman was sure to buck her hips upwards in rhythm with his movement, making sure they moved as one during this most intimate of unions. Both of them felt their body heat grow with every passing moment, and thanks to the previous foreplay, it wasn't long before they both started to feel as if they were reaching their climax. Knowing this, Sally gave a smile and a nod to her lover, giving him all the permission he needed to go as fast as he wanted. Giving her a look of appreciation, Braeburn began to move more vigorously than before, all culminating in one final shot forward that caused Sally to throw her head backwards and scream.

Braeburn's mouth hung open as he felt a near constant stream of his seed flow into her with this final effort. Sally, likewise, bit down on her lip and felt her body quiver as Braeburn's fluids filled her. She tightened the grip of her legs, keeping him hilted in her for as long as possible, not wanting to miss out on even a single drop of what he was giving her. They stayed like this, almost motionless, before both eventually feeling that Braeburn had been completely spent in this. So, slowly, he began to pull out of her as they both began to pant heavily. Once out, he fell to his side beside her, looking at her in the eye with a warm and affectionate look. Sally had the same expression as she used her remaining strength to move closer, giving a small but tender kiss upon his cheek.

"So...I see you haven't lost your touch, Mr Apples."

Braeburn chuckled at that.

"Think nothin of it, darlin. Happy to be of service."

Sally gave a quick giggled before moving closer to him, wrapping her arms around him and holding him close in a warm hug.

"I've missed this. So while I’m here...I'll be sure to spend every single day I've got with you, right here."

Braeburn looked at her with a somewhat puzzled look.

"But...the orchards..."

However, he was stopped from speaking by Sally, who placed a finger to his lips.

"I think your family can afford you a week off every once in a while, honey. Besides..."

A mischievous smirk crossed her face as she moved closer, her face now a mere inch away from his.

"...why plough the fields when you can plough something sweeter instead?"

Braeburn considered that, for about two seconds, before turning back to her and smiling.

"Well darlin...ah reckon y'all got yerself a deal."