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It's a Hard Life

By: Cromagnonman



It's a weird country I live in, and it's a hard life. For years we couldn't get a reading out of the rain gauge for the dust in the bottom of it, if it rained, I think that's when this wet stuff falls from the sky, there was a little mud in it. But now, I almost didn't get through from the station to Broken Hill because of the rain making many of the roads impassable, even for a four wheel drive.

Home for me was Balgo Downs, a cattle station somewhere to the east of Lake Frome in South Australia, and to get to Broken Hill it is a two hundred and fifty bone shaking kilometres on a gravel road, that was now mud in places where there had been dried water courses for as long as I can remember, before we hit the Barrier Highway at Olary. There I hang a left onto the bitumen that took us into Broken Hill where I was to meet my sister who was coming up from the big smoke. What I need to explain for those who don't live in Australia is that the 'big smoke' refers to a major city, in this case Sydney, and it doesn't matter whether the smoke is geographically North, South, East or West, you always come up from the big smoke and go down to the big smoke.

Anyway, my sister Natalie was coming up from the big smoke for a visit to get away from the problems she was having, like her bastard of a husband Robert who, after not wanting kids for years, duffs up (gets pregnant) his secretary and decides that he wants a family, with her. Needless to say Nat is somewhat less than impressed and isn't taking it too well, so she's coming to cry on my shoulder, although I don't know what help I'll be, given my track record with women and relationships.

I, at thirty years of age, am still a bachelor, but not a virgin, I hasten to add. I've had a couple of unsuccessful attempts at relationships, the most spectacular failures were at B&S (Bachelors and Spinsters) balls, these are just a ginormous excuse for a piss up and shag fest, I think I was the only person who expected any lasting benefit.

I even applied to go on a reality TV show called 'The Farmer Wants a Wife' but wasn't accepted because they didn't think that I was desperate enough. What would they know? The only drought longer than mine was the meteorological one we've just gone through. It's not that I don't have contact with women, it's just that the women I am close to, station hands and cooks, were either too old or attached.

Nat's coming in on the first flight in the morning so I'm booked into a hotel for the night and I find myself seated in the Dining Room looking at the menu with a waitress hovering impatiently beside me. For something different from either lamb or beef I decided on calamari, I remember trying it once when I went down to Adelaide for the Royal Show (agricultural show) and quite liked it. I took a bite of what was supposed to be calamari to find that it was minced squid formed into a ring and covered in bread crumbs. "What's this supposed to be?" I asked the waitress after I leg-roped her and dragged her back to my table. I didn't really, but it did take some doing to grab her attention.

"It's crumbed calamari."

"No, it's crumbed squid rings, it is not calamari."

"Yeah it's squid, that's calamari, and it's been minced and shaped into a ring and crumbed, therefore it's crumbed calamari." I pushed the plate away from me in disgust. "Do you want it or not?"

"I wouldn't feed this to my cat." I told her so she grabbed the plate and started to walk away. "Hang on, I want to order something else, something that I can eat."

"Suit yourself but you're going to have to pay for this."

"You're kidding, I pay for it and you take it back to the kitchen and eat it."

"What makes you think I'd eat it? What do you want?"

"You'd better get me a steak and I want it rare and none of that packet pepper sauce either."

"Would you like to come out to the kitchen and cook it yourself? Shee, talk about fussy, anyone would think you're in a fancy city restaurant the way you carry on." She shuffled off to get my steak.

She returned and shoved the plate in front of me with a slab of steak on it. "The chef told me to tell you that not five minutes ago this was running around the paddock." I cut into it and took a bite, it was good, just the way I like it and I told her so.

I went to bed early, a combination of a long drive and the need to get an early start made it necessary, but I couldn't get to sleep straight away thinking about Nat and her problems and what I could do to help her. We had been close up until the time she left to go to university while I stayed to help out at home after Dad's accident. We'd both been sent to boarding school in Sydney and, although we went to different schools we kept in touch on weekends. Her friends were my friends and vice versa and it was one of my friends that she ended up marrying. Robert wasn't my best friend and I didn't know him all that well, he was a day student from the Eastern Suburbs and had shit loads of money. That wasn't the reason we were friends, he was more of a friend of a friend. Anyway, Nat and he got together and married and had a harbourside apartment where they entertained their friends. So I guess I blamed myself for her problems.

I got up early and had your typical hotel breakfast, cereal, bacon and eggs with toast and a choice of either tea bag tea or instant coffee, such culinary joy! At nine I rescued the Disco (Land Rover Discovery) from the hotel car park and headed for the airport to meet the first flight in. I was just in time to see it descending out of the sun and sliding onto the tarmac. I was surprised to see Nat get off with another woman who looked vaguely familiar. As they got closer I recognised her as Karen, one of Nat's friends from school. Wow! She's grown up and looks great. What's she doing here?

Nat hurried into the terminal building and rushed up to me, giving me the hugest hug. "Hi Pete, thanks for meeting us and letting us stay. You do remember Karen don't you?"

"Of course I do, Hi." I held out my hand which she ignored, instead giving me a hug that was every bit as good as Nat's.

Her lips were next to my ear and a barely audible whisper brought everything into focus. "You realise that I had a monster crush on you at school. I still do." 

They stood either side of me as we waited for the bags to come off the plane. Nat leaned in close. "She told you didn't she?" I nodded and caught the look that passed between them. They're up to something.

It was a slow and dirty trip back. The first part on the bitumen to Olary was easy and the Disco trundled along at 100Klicks, you can't expect too much more from the small diesel motor, but as soon as we hit the gravel, scratch that, mud, it was a hard slog. Three times I had to wade a fast moving creek with the winch cable and heavy hammer and stake. I sat on the bonnet (hood) and operated the winch while Nat took the wheel and kept the motor running in low range to keep it going and help the winch.

It took us over six hours to complete the two hundred and fifty kilometres to the station and when we got there it was difficult to tell what colour the Disco was when we had set out. There was mud caked in the wheel arches that almost reached the tyres. It was going to take a bit of water to get rid of all that, but then water we have plenty of at the moment.

I helped carry the bags inside and dumped them in the living room while Nat went to find Mum. Karen stood looking around her. "This looks every bit as good as Nat told me it would, I have a feeling that I'm going to enjoy this." She walked over to me and kissed me on the lips. "You will do everything in your power to see that I enjoy myself, won't you?"

My hands were on her hips and my face was close to hers so I kissed her back. "I see that I don't have an option, being the good host that I am." We kissed again just before Mum and Nat came into the room.

"I hope you two have been behaving yourselves." Nat said with a smirk on her face.

"He's been the perfect gentleman. He's promised to show me around tomorrow."

"He has, has he? How long will we have to wait before we send out the search party?" The two of them are as thick as thieves, I'd better watch myself. Fortunately for me the normal routine set in and I busied myself preparing for the next day. While I might be showing Karen the ropes there was still work to be done. I had to check the bores on the property and replace any parts that weren't working properly and then there kilometres of boundary fences to patrol looking for damage that would allow stock to wander. While kangaroos might look cute to some people and are a source of concern among environmentalists, they can cause damage to fences by blundering in to them at speed which can snap even the strongest wire and uproot fence posts.

I came in for dinner and then had a shower and telling all and sundry that I had to get up early, I went to bed. I was almost asleep when Karen tapped on my door and let herself in without waiting for my response. "What time will I have to get up in the morning?" She sat on the edge of my bed, close enough to be able to reach over and brush a few wayward strands of hair from my eyes.

"I don't know about you but I'm getting out at six."

"Shove over." She lifted the bedclothes and climbed in, pausing for a few seconds to take in the fact that I slept naked. "I'm afraid that I can't trust alarm clocks to wake me that early so I'm going to have to sleep with you so that you can wake me." She was wriggling around under the bed clothes but it wasn't until her hand emerged with clothes that I realised that she too was now naked."

"I hate to be the one to tell you this but I fully intend to sleep, not play footsies with some oversexed, albeit very attractive woman." I rolled over so that I faced away from her, so she snuggled up to my back and her arm wrapped itself around my body, thankfully around my waist and not lower down.

"You don't have to worry about me, I'm not about to rape you and I know that you're going to be busy and that you don't really want me tagging along so if you would rather I stayed behind I will."

"I said that I'd show around and I will."

"Good and if it's any consolation, I'm pretty handy with tools, my father was a plumber and I have been known to help him on occasions, so goodnight you hunk." She kissed my back and tightened her grip on me.

Karen woke first and when I surfaced she was well on the way to seducing me. I'm not complaining, in fact I had been looking forward to it for some time. Her hand had been on my cock and it was awake before the rest of me. "Wake up sleepy head, he's been ready for action for ages. You must have been dreaming because when I woke he was already awake, I just kept him on the boil until you woke up." Her head disappeared under the sheet and her hot, moist, sensuous mouth made sure that he wasn't about to go back to sleep any time soon.

"Wipe that smirk off your face, I know what you two have been up to." Mum glanced up from the pan that sizzled with bacon and eggs.

"Whatever do you mean?"

"I noticed that Karen hadn't slept in her bed and then I heard the distinctive sounds of fornication coming from your room when I walked past. All I can say is it's about time you got laid son, I've had to put up with you wandering around with that hang dog expression of yours for years."

"I detect a conspiracy here, are you all ganging up to get me hitched?"

"Someone had to do it, anyone would think that the only thing you're interested in is this farm."

"I did promise Dad that I'd look after it, and you."

"Yes, and I promised him that I'd see that you had a future in this place and when I'm gone there's nothing left but you and the animals and I won't be responsible for what would happen if you were left alone with a couple of hundred ewes."

"Mum!" I was shocked that she'd say such a thing, let alone think it.

"Don't worry Mrs Nelson, there's no chance of that happening, not now that he's got a taste of the future."

"What is it with you women, do you think that you can run my life for me?"

"You'd better believe it." Mum was quick to reply.

"Believe what?" A bleary eyed Nat came into the kitchen.

"These women are telling me how the rest of my life is going to be."

"And why shouldn't they, you had no idea what's going to happen, you needed a cattle prodding from an organised person," she looked at Karen with that conspiratorial look that I was getting used to seeing, "Karen is one of the most organised people I know, you won't find better, and she's also very good in bed, or so I hear, but then you've already found that out."

"Bloody hell! I might as well leave you to your plotting, I'm going to feed the dog before we head out." I left them to it and went outside. I whistled and Ralph came racing out from his bed in the tractor shed, tail going at a hundred miles an hour. He skidded to a stop in front of me and sat waiting for me to put his food down, but even when the bowl was placed in front of him he didn't start to eat until I'd given him the 'okay'. 

"Very impressive." Karen had come out of the house and was standing next to me. Ralph had finished his food and walked over to Karen demanding a pat. I give up. "Breakfast is ready." She grabbed my hand and led me back into the kitchen. Breakfast wasn't the normal subdued occasion, it was as if the presence of Nat and Karen had given Mum a new interest in life, they laughed about everything, even Nat's disastrous marriage. I was only half listening but I did pick up that Karen had a few disasters of her own with men who promised much but delivered little.

Breakfast over I stood. "If you're coming Karen you'd better get a wriggle on, we don't have all day."

"Yes boss, I just need to slip into something a little more appropriate for the occasion, I'll only be a minute." So I waited, fully expecting her to be at least ten minutes. You can imagine my shock when little more than a minute later she emerged. How anyone could wear utilitarian clothes and still look sexy was beyond me, but she did. She did a quick pirouette for my benefit then followed me out back. A quick whistle and Ralph jumped into the tray of the ancient Land Cruiser tray top ute and we were off.

The track was dead straight for a kilometre before we crossed the cattle grid into the wide open spaces. It was a further ten kilometres to the first of the artesian bores that I had to service. Now was the right time because with the abundance of surface water it didn't matter if the bore was out of action for half the day.

As we drove Karen commented, "Look at all the rabbits, there must be hundreds and hundreds of them. Most of them have this unusual, almost apricot colour, why is that?"

"It helps them to blend in with the colour of the sand hills. They burrow under them, it's easier for them to dig in rather than down. Whenever we get a lot of rain they breed like . . . rabbits, and if it wasn't for the snakes, wedge-tailed eagles and dingos we'd be permanently overrun by them. We almost got rid of them when the calesi virus was 'accidently' released a few years ago. Did you hear the story about mother rabbit and father rabbit returning to their burrow after an afternoon of munching on the greenery and finding that Joe Blake (snake) had helped himself to the kids. Father rabbit says to mother rabbit, 'we'll just have to make some more kids'. So they did and some time later, with a new batch of kids safely tucked away in the burrow they went out to munch on the greenery again. When they got back they found that a snake had got the kids again, so father rabbit again suggested they make some more kids. 'Fuck off.' She says to him, 'I'm not going to let you fuck me just to feed the snakes.'." Karen had the greatest laugh.

The bore fed a trough for the sheep and cattle and anything else that wanted a drink, the odd hundred kangaroos and emus, birds by the thousands, none of which were in sight. I pulled up next to the bore head. "What do you have to do?" Karen asked.

"I have to strip the pipe that runs from here to the trough and try to get the mineral deposits out of it and the fittings. This water is very high in mineral salts and they solidify in the pipes, especially the fittings, and if it isn't cleaned on a regular basis it will eventually get blocked."

"What about the ball valve in the trough, I know a thing or two about them, if you'd like I'll strip it down and clean it up and probably replace the washers."

"Good, all the tools are on the back of the ute and there's a box with different sized washers, some Teflon tape for the joints, so you should have everything that you need." 

I had the bore valve closed and was stripping the fittings from it and cleaning them when I heard her scream. "Pete! Help, come quick!" I ran to her side. "There was a snake, it bit me!"

"Calm down, is it still around here?" She pointed and I caught sight of it as it slithered into the Spinifex scrub. "Don't worry, it's not the most venomous snake around here, that honour goes to the inland taipan, it has arguably the most toxic venom of any land based snake in the world. Yours was a brown snake, we call them sand hill brown snakes because they are of a lighter colour than normal, not as toxic but they're aggressive bastards, you've only got to step near them and they'll attack. More people are bitten by them than the taipans" While I was talking I had grabbed the first aid kit from the ute and took out two rolls of seventy-five millimetre wide elastic bandage. I began at the bite site and wound it around her leg up to her the top of her thigh and back down again twice. "Now I want you to climb into the ute and stay as calm as possible."

She followed my instructions and we were soon heading back to the homestead. I grabbed the two way radio and called ahead, Mum answered. "Mum, Karen has been bitten by a brown snake, I'm heading home, could you grab a phial of antivenin from the fridge and meet us on the way, and can you get Nat to get on the radio to the Flying Doctors and let them know that we have a snake bight patient, get her to tell them that I've placed a constricting bandage on the limb and that we're administering antivenin and will advise of her condition when we get back. Warn them that they may be required."

I could see Mum approaching at speed and pulled over as she approached. She jumped out and ran over to me. I grabbed the phial and jabbed the syringe into it and drew out the life-saving antivenin and injected it into Karen. "How do you feel?"

"Not good, it hurts like fuck, sorry, but I'm scared, please, I don't want to lose you."

"Don't worry, I won't let you die." I hoped that I sounded confident enough. I was heading back to the homestead with Mum not far behind, I never knew she could drive that fast. As I ran inside Nat was still on radio to the Flying Doctor. "He's here now." She handed me the radio.

"I've administered the antivenin but she's showing early affects of the bite."

"I think we should attend, a plane will dispatched from Broken Hill and should be with you in about half an hour."

"We do have a minor problem, our airstrip has been under water for several days and we can't guarantee its safety, there is a stretch of road close to the homestead that should be okay, I'll check and advise, if its serviceable I'll set up a smoke flair at one end to give you an idea of wind direction and speed." 

I called them fifteen minutes later to advise them that the road was serviceable and I prepared for their arrival. The ute with Karen stretched out in the tray was standing beside the road as the plane touched down. The Doctor and Nurse were quickly out and checking her over. "She is showing some signs of a reaction to the bite, we'll need to get her to the hospital so we can keep an eye on her for a few days until she's over it."


It's a Hard Life



I was so upset when my granny passed away that I cried for nearly a week and even had to take a few days off work because of my grief. I still miss her today and would much rather she was still with us even though she was so generous to me in her will. It transpired that my grandparents were very astute and although they lived very modestly, they quietly built a substantial fortune amounting to nearly one million pounds sterling. My mother and uncle were the main beneficiaries but when everything was finally settled, all five grandchildren received cheques for just over fifty thousand pounds each.

That was a few months ago and although I really wanted to share my windfall in some way with Ebony she refused to accept money so we agreed that I would pay to have a new kitchen installed in our apartment.

After several trips to his showroom and a couple of home visits, Matt Johnson was now sitting at our kitchen table on that Wednesday evening finalising the plans and designs so that Ebony and I could proceed. After a little further negotiation I signed on the dotted line and handed over a cheque for the deposit.

We were all pleased that a commitment had finally been made and we knew that Matt's team would do a great job. Ebony opened a bottle of wine and brought three glasses to the table. Matt was reluctant at first but agreed to have half a glass to celebrate doing the deal and, with the business completed, we started to make small talk.

"What does the rest of the evening hold for you Matt?" I asked.

"One more appointment this evening and then home." He replied.

Ebony asked him if he was married and he revealed that his wife had recently moved in with another guy so as far as he was concerned, his relationship was more or less over.

"You'll be going home to an empty house then." I said.

"Not quite," He replied, "She left the cat with me."

He said it in a humorous kind of way but I detected a hint of bitterness in his voice.

I winked at Ebony and said to him, "You could always spend the evening with us and play some games."

He took it as a purely innocent comment and said, "Tempting as that is ladies, I must head off to my next call." Then he finished his wine, closed his case and stood up ready to leave.

At the door he shook both our hands, thanked us for the order and off he went.

As she closed the door behind him Ebony said, "Shame."

"Crying shame." I concurred.

We went back to the kitchen to retrieve our drinks, which is when I noticed that Matt had left his 'phone on the worktop. I rushed out of the building but it was too late and he was nowhere to be seen. I said to Ebony as I got back indoors that I'd drop it off to his showroom the next morning.

About ten minutes later his 'phone suddenly rang. I answered it and he was relieved to discover that he hadn't lost it and asked if he could collect it in about half an hour.

"He's coming back in about thirty minutes." I said to Ebony.

"What do you reckon?" she asked.

"I think we should try don't you?" I replied.

She grinned mischievously and said, "Definitely, let's get organised."

Slightly earlier than we anticipated, the entryphone buzzed and I invited Matt into the building. I'd left our apartment door slightly open but he was still polite enough to ring the bell before venturing in. I was standing in the hallway wearing nothing but high heels and a neck to toe bright red body net that left nothing to the imagination. I made sure he got a full look at my curvy body, plump breasts and erect nipples before saying casually," Hi Matt, your 'phone's through here."

I tossed my long peachy blonde hair and could feel his eyes burning into my rear as he followed me into the kitchen where Ebony was standing in an identical body net in pure white.

He was somewhat flustered and clearly trying his best to act natural by mumbling something about his whole life being in his 'phone but Ebony and I had decided that we weren't in the mood to take 'no' for answer this time.

Right next to his 'phone on the kitchen table was the strap-on dildo that Ebony and I sometimes use when we're alone but he pretended to not even notice it as he dropped his 'phone into the inside pocket of his jacket. We'd only put the toy there for effect and to see how he would react and fair play to him, he was doing his best to treat the situation as a normal everyday occurrence.

It was Ebony who made the first move by saying, "Matt, sit down please, Candy and I have a few things we'd like to say."

Obligingly he sat down which was the only signal we needed that he was going to be compliant.

I said, "Ebony and I couldn't bear the thought of you going home to an empty house with only your cat and your cock for company so we wanted to thank you properly for all your help and advice, what do you say?"

Matt was beginning to get the idea but was a bit perplexed because he thought we were lesbians.

I explained that although Ebony and I had been sexual partners since we were eighteen, we needed both men and women to satisfy our appetites and he began to get more excited when Ebony sat on his lap and placed his hand on her breast. She lifted his chin with her finger and kissed him tenderly on the mouth.

"Is your cock getting hard Matt?" I asked.

"It's been hard ever since I walked through the door and glimpsed your gorgeous body in that flimsy net you're wearing." He replied.

"They're designed to rip apart easily, do you think you might enjoy ripping them open so that you can get to our sex parts?" I asked. 

"Jesus girls," He gasped, "What are trying to do to me? I haven't been with a woman for months." 

Ebony got off his lap and said, "Come on Candy let's give the guy some breathing space."

We all adjourned to the lounge and Matt slipped off his jacket before settling on one of our sofas. Ebony and I sat either side of him but did little more than just stroke his hair and rub his chest. We told him that neither of us needed to work the next day and we invited him to sleep with us if he wanted to. He made a call on his 'phone to a work colleague but unfortunately discovered he had a hectic schedule that meant he wouldn't be able to stay overnight. 

We were disappointed of course but he said that he would love to spend some more time with us and, as he put his arms around us he announced, "For the next couple of hours ladies, I'm all yours." 

We all giggled and Ebony got up to open a fresh bottle of wine saying on her return, "Matt, have a full glass this time, relax and enjoy."

We all sipped from our glasses and began to mellow. Ebony and I leaned across Matt and kissed each other sensuously before letting Matt explore our mouths with his tongue. I started to undo his shirt buttons and caress his smooth bare chest as Ebony unbuckled his belt and unzipped his trousers. She gripped the bulge in his underpants and began to squeeze it while I massaged his testicles.

"Mmmm nice and full." I sighed.

"They feel like concrete." He whispered.

Ebony pulled the waistband of his underpants over his penis to expose it in all its glory and although it wasn't the longest cock we'd shared between it was gloriously thick. When Ebony got down on it and took it into her mouth she uttered an approving, "Mmmm."

When it was my turn, I ran my tongue around the tip and licked off the little droplets of clear fluid that seeped out of his hole before taking his whole length down my throat. Happy as we were in the lounge, we felt it was time to move into our pleasure room, which left Matt open-mouthed as he scanned the mirror clad walls and ceiling as well as the giant king size bed with various sex toys scattered around.

"Unbelievable." He muttered to himself.

Matt stripped naked almost straight away but was clearly a stranger to group sex and wasn't really sure what to do next so he contented himself by sitting in a chair and watching as Ebony and I crawled onto the bed and knelt facing each other. We kissed and began to fondle each other's breasts. I tore away an area of Ebony's body net so that I could suck her nipple and I felt her hand stroking me between my legs before she plunged her long slender finger through the netting and deep into my moist vagina.

I loved her fingering me and we sort of embraced each other before toppling onto the bed where we just rubbed our bodies together and caressed each other sensuously. As Ebony lay on her back I ripped the netting away from her pussy and leaned forward to lick it. She groaned with the pleasure of it and I ripped the netting away from my pussy also. I opened her legs and could see the bright pink flesh of her damp cunt with a tiny stream of juice oozing out of it. I got into a position where I could rub my pussy against hers and began to gently grind away. We both looked at our juices mingling and observed Matt slowly stroking his cock as he watched us.

We were both really worked up but I wanted to taste Ebony's juices so I disconnected from her and sank my face into her groin. She tasted wonderful and as I licked her clit I could tell she was quite close to cumming. I looked towards Matt and said, "Come and lick my pussy."

He crawled onto the bed and I felt his hands on the cheeks of my arse then ripping off more netting so that he could caress my crack before squeezing the soft bare flesh of my pussy. I enjoyed the touch of his tongue licking my pussy lips and probing my holes as I continued to bring Ebony to a climax and it didn't take long before she gasped and jolted with the joy of orgasm rippling through her entire body. I carried on licking her luscious clit hoping that she would cum again and she did but this time she also squirted a little squirt in my face, which had never happened before but was amazingly sensual.

Matt's attention to my vagina had progressed to two fingers, which was really nice but I was so ready for his cock that I just blurted it out, "Fuck me Matt."

He ripped away the last vestiges of netting and without any preliminaries he shoved his lovely fat cock into my warm wet cunt making me groan with pleasure as he started to stroke it in and out rhythmically.

It felt so good and I was grunting softly as I felt Ebony's hand rubbing the hard button of my clit to bring me off.

Then my body tingled as I felt Matt's cock pressing hard against my anal hole. I was so keen to have him there that I just relaxed my muscles hoping that my slippery juices would be enough to lubricate the entrance and it was. As the tip penetrated, the rest soon followed and thick as his cock was, my anal passage was able to take him in all the way.

He fucked my arse for several minutes and as Ebony's fingering got more and more intense, I felt the bubble of an orgasm about to burst. I had no control and I could do nothing about it. I just had to let my body succumb to the carnal pleasure as every nerve and fibre was bombarded with ecstatic sensations.

Matt withdrew his cock and let me suck it before turning his attention to Ebony. She lay on the bed with her legs wide apart and ripped away more of the netting. She pulled her pussy lips apart and showed Matt her perfect pink vagina glistening with her juices. He positioned himself and guided his cock into her pussy. She groaned with pleasure as he penetrated her and she grabbed his bum cheeks as he fucked her tenderly.

I sat astride Ebony's face so that she could lick my pussy and leaned forward so that Matt could suck my nipples. I ripped away the last remaining areas of netting that got in the way and held my tits for his pleasure.

Then we changed position so that I was on my back with Ebony straddling my face and as she was fingering my warm wet pussy Matt entered her from behind with a single thrust. He gripped her hips and as he slipped in and out of her, I was able feel both of them with my tongue. A couple of times he paused deep inside her, which gave me the opportunity to suck his balls making him moan with pleasure.

Although he hadn't had sex for a while he'd been remarkably good at holding back considering what Ebony and I had been doing to him but the time was rapidly approaching when he'd just have to give in to the inevitable outcome of fucking Ebony's luscious body.

It was no surprise when he announced that he was on the verge of cumming and Ebony pleaded, "Fill me up Matt."

His body tensed up before ejaculating his load into Ebony's succulent vagina and they both moaned as his warm creamy cum pumped into her. I was underneath them waiting for my share and when he withdrew, a torrent of milky manjuice gushed out of Ebony's vagina all over my face and into my grateful open mouth. It just kept cascading out and tasted delicious mixed with her succulent juices. 

I'd already swallowed a mouthful by the time Matt had moved to the side where Ebony could suck him dry and lick the last few precious droplets of his cum as it dribbled out. I caught the reflection of my face in the overhead mirror and was amazed at the awesome mess they'd made on me. 

Gradually though, everything subsided and as Matt lay between us, Ebony and I snuggled up to him and we all agreed how lucky we were that that he'd forgotten his 'phone earlier on.

We then started talking about the forthcoming installation and it was quite a surreal scene with Matt and his two customers naked, covered in cum discussing kitchen furniture, cookers and lighting.

Matt said, I'll order all the components tomorrow and we should be ready to start in about four weeks time but I'm a bit worried about my fitters."

"Why?" I asked.

He replied, "What are the chances of this job being completed without the guys getting seduced by you two?"

"Probably not very good." Ebony replied convincingly.

We all giggled and Matt said, "At least I won't have to pay them a bonus." 

I replied, "Don't worry Matt we'll try to be good girls while they're here but if you're overseeing the job, you might have to go through this again at some point."

His eyes rolled over and he sighed, "It's a hard life."

We led Matt to our large walk-in shower where we soaped up each other and although his cock was limp, Ebony and I still enjoyed sucking on it as the shower drenched us all.

Ultimately we all ended up in the lounge and had a coffee before Matt left for home.

We were now looking forward to having our new kitchen installed and I asked Ebony, "Were you serious about seducing the fitters?"

She replied, "Supposing we find ourselves in the apartment with a hunky electrician, a fit looking plumber and a drop-dead gorgeous carpenter, what are you going to do?"

I considered the prospect for a moment and conceded, "Good point."



It's a Hard Life



The pilot came over to me. "We have a minor problem, I don't think we can turn the plane around to taxi back for take off."

"What if we hook it up to the ute and we can drag it back down the road and you'll be facing in the right direction without turning around."

"Sounds good to me." Five minutes later it was ready for take off.

"Would it be okay if I came too?" I asked the Doctor.

"Are you a relative?"

"Not yet, but we're talking about announcing our engagement." Karen smiled at me and reached for my hand.

"Jump in." During the short flight back to Broken Hill I sat close to her, whispering to her that I loved her and that she wasn't going to get away from me that easily, this brought a smile onto her face despite the pain.

An ambulance was waiting for us at the airport and we were whisked to the hospital that was prepared for our arrival. Snake bites are not all that uncommon around here and there were few fatalities as a result of the treatment available. An additional dose of antivenin had been administered in flight and after a few hours she began to show signs of improvement. I was allowed in to see her, she was a little drowsy but smiled when she saw me. "Hi Pete, thank you."

"For what? Saving your life? I would have done that for anyone." I hoped my relieved smile would reassure her that I was being frivolous.

"Not that, for telling me that you love me, I've waited years to hear you say that." Back to that again.

"I didn't know whether you could hear me or not. I was worried, I was hoping that you weren't going to die, I didn't want you to die."

"The doctor told me that you did all the right things and that I owe my life to you. I'm going to have to think of a way to repay you."

"You don't have to repay me, just knowing that you're going to survive is payment enough."

"By the way, when you were trying to cadge a free ride, did you mean what you said when you told the doctor about announcing our engagement?" I was silent, just looking at her without saying anything, it wasn't as if the thought hadn't crossed my mind more than a dozen times, it's just that I thought that it might be a little premature. Karen caught my expression. "Don't worry, I won't hold you to it if you've changed your mind."

The doctor came in and checked her over. "I think it will be okay for you to leave as long as you promise me that you'll take it easy for a couple of days, no excitement." She looked at me and I looked at her and our thoughts were transmitted wordlessly to the doctor. "And that means no sex."

"What a spoilsport! Taking away from us the only thing to do around this hick town." If she hadn't been smiling when she said the doctor would probably have been offended. "Oh all right, I'll allow you that."

"Let's go." I said to her, "We'll check into a hotel and follow doctor's orders. And no, I haven't changed my mind." Karen threw her arms around my neck and gave me a kiss that I'll never forget, it said everything.

I rang home and got no reply. I figured that Nat and Mum would be trying to get through so I called Nat's mobile. "We tried to get through but the road is pretty bad so we had to turn back. If it doesn't rain overnight and the sun comes out tomorrow we should be able to get through in the afternoon. How's Karen?"

"She's fine, still a little sore but she'll make a full recovery. We've just left the hospital and are checking in to the Railway hotel."

"Now don't you get up to any mischief." Nat must have had the phone on speaker because that was Mum's voice.

"We won't." Karen said to them, "I'll keep an eye on him to make sure he doesn't do anything silly."

"Now why doesn't that fill me with confidence?" Nat said.

"Because you know me too well." Karen chuckled. We hung up and hailed a cab to take us to the hotel. "Do you get many snake bites out here?"

"Not many, but enough that we have to be prepared."

"I'm thankful for that. If you'd told me that you had to suck the venom out I would have hit you over the head with the wrench I had in my hand. The constricting bandage is the method of choice with snake, and spider bites, particularly the funnel web. Dad being a plumber was always digging them up and he'd catch them for the Serum Laboratory, so I sort of grew up with them."

"Are they as scary as we've been led to believe?"

"Yes and no. When they get into their attack pose they're frightening, they rear up on their back legs and their fangs point straight out. The fangs can easily puncture your toe-nail and when they are in attack mode you'll usually see a drop of venom on the end of the fang. Dad caught a male funnel web once that was so aggressive that the venom spurted from the fangs. If you get bitten by a female you'll be sore and sick for some time, but if a male bites you and you don't get immediate medical attention you'll be dead, and it's not a pleasant death. Apparently there's a component in the male spider's venom that doesn't exist in the female's and it's very specific. If for instance your family Labrador was bitten it would most likely survive because it is not affected by the robustoxin, a form of atracotoxin. Luckily an antivenin was found in 1981 and there have been no fatalities since then."

"Is it true that they can live under water?"

"Not forever, but they can survive for up to twenty four hours under water. I can remember Dad fishing one out of a swimming pool and chucking it onto the pool surround only to see it, ten minutes later, legging it out of there. I made a study of them because they fascinate me. Did you know that the bite of the male funnel web is only fatal to humans and monkeys, and that got me thinking that it proves that there must be a genetic link between the species."

"Don't let the 'Creationists' hear you say that."

"Yeah, I know, they even claim that God never made any dangerous species that was specifically targeted to hominids like us and monkeys, so I guess this proves that wrong as well."

"Interesting as this might be, we have a minor problem, we have no clothes other than what we're wearing, what are we going to sleep in?"

"That's a problem how? I don't intend to wear anything and if think you're climbing into bed with me wearing the jocks you've had on all day you've another think coming."

"Yes Ma'am." The cab had arrived at the hotel and we walked into the lobby to check-in to be met by an almost hostile Receptionist. "We've just come from the hospital, my fiancée was bitten by a brown snake and I'm sorry, but we didn't have time to pack a suit-case before the Flying Doc called for us. If it makes you feel better we'll go out and buy some clothes just to please you."

"I'm sorry, I wasn't aware of your situation."

"You probably thought that I was bringing this attractive young lady into your esteemed establishment for nefarious purposes of a sexual nature, is that right?" I was forcing her to answer.

She decided to make light of the situation. "The thought did cross my mind, you know how it is in this business?"

"No I don't. I'm not that type of person, so how would I know?" She gave up and handed us our key.

"You were a bit hard on her weren't you?" Karen asked.

"I make it a habit of taking people on face value until I'm proven wrong. I might get hurt occasionally but in the main it works well for me. I don't appreciate it when people generalize and include me. I'm me, not someone else."

"And aren't I glad of that." We found our room and were inside looking at our new temporary surroundings. It was basic but clean. Karen jumped on the bed, "This feels great, come on, try it."

She was right, it was great and she was great in my arms, her lips on mine and her body pushing against mine. "This morning was to see what it would be like to finally fuck you, now I want to feel what it's like to make love to you."

"I have a confession to make."

"Tell me all."

"You know yesterday when I met you at the airport and you told me that you'd had a crush on me for years?"

"Yes?" There was a note of caution in her voice as if she was expecting some dire situation.

"Well, I had a crush on you, a huge crush."

"Why didn't you do something about it?"

"Hey, I was a shy country boy and you were a big city girl, I never expected that you'd be the slightest bit interested in me."

"I see that we have an awful lot of time to make up, so I guess we'd better make a start on it." I had the enthusiasm and she had the technique, she led and I followed, and caught up, so that when we arrived it was together. "Damn that was good!" She said between gasps. "That was definitely worth the wait. Don't get me wrong, this mornings heart starter was up there with the best but it lacked something, love and commitment. I hope that you don't shy away from the 'c' word like some men do?"

"You sound as if you have some experience in that field."

"You could say that. I think part of the problem was that none of them measured up to my expectations of you. You on the other hand, have just surpassed all of my expectations."

"I guess there's no getting away from you now, is there?"

"Not in a million years. We, my Darling Pete, are permanently joined at the hip, or groin, or somewhere."

"Ah well, c'est la vie. Come here you." I reached for her willing body and she opened herself to my cock, I lost all track of time as my cock slipped in and out of her pussy which was contributing to our mutual enjoyment. Her movements were timed to coincide with mine in slowly increasing tempo until we collapsed, spent, in a lather of sweat and other bodily fluids. "I might not be as experienced as you, but then I'm not exactly a virgin either, and I can say that this is the most sensational experience that I've ever had."

"I'm so glad my hero enjoys me so much because I enjoy him immensely. Just wait until I tell Nat and your mother, our mother, how good you really are, and here she was worrying that you wouldn't be any good."

"Is there anything that the three of you haven't discussed about me?"

"Probably not. When we were kids at school Nat used to tell me all about you, and then when the two of you started getting together on weekends I pleaded with her to let me tag along. Didn't you ever wonder why she kept leaving us to our own devices whenever she could?"

"I was just a naïve and shy boy who had no experience with girls, I didn't know what to do and I was too embarrassed to ask the other boys at school because they'd think I was the only one who never had sex."

"Just because they said that they were getting it didn't mean they actually were. Most of them would have gotten their experience from Playboy or Penthouse."

"What about you girls, where did you get your experience?"

"There were any number of things that we could use as a substitute for the real thing, candles were a favourite."

I looked at my watch and saw that we only had a short time before the shops closed and we needed to get fresh clothes and underwear for tomorrow. We quickly showered and dressed, separate showers, we didn't want to tempt fate, and found a suitable clothes shop. Karen insisted on parading for me in the clothes that she tried on whereas I just chose my size and style and bought what I needed. Pyjamas weren't even considered.

I rang Mum after dinner and her news wasn't positive. "Just when it looked like there might be a break in the weather we had a torrential downpour half an hour ago and the track's closed again, so it looks like you two will have to amuse yourselves for a few more days, not that you'll have any problems keeping yourselves amused."

"What are you suggesting? You wouldn't be inferring that Karen and I have been misbehaving, would you?"

"If not, why not? You could do worse you know, in fact you have done worse, what about that tart you dragged home from that B&S ball, she took one look at the place and demanded you drive her to Olary."

"Don't remind me. I'm sure we'll find something to keep us occupied." It was all that I could do to get the words out because Karen had her hand in my fly dragging the old boy out for attention. I suppose she'll keep me to my promise of making sure she enjoys herself. "Come here you hussy." I grabbed her and tossed her on the bed with me arriving a nanosecond after her. My mouth found her mouth and was hungrily devouring her tongue. Meanwhile my hands were also busy massaging her breasts.

It didn't take long for us to find ourselves naked in bed and that was pretty much our life for the next three days until Nat and Mum arrived to take us home. I drove with Karen in front with me and Mum and Nat in the back. The three of them were as thick as thieves, planning the future and the 'm' word featured prominently.

I was getting a little tired of this. "Don't I have any say in this?"

"No!" A chorus of three answered me. Now I know where I stand in this. Not that the scenario doesn't have it's merits, I have to agree, I could do worse than Karen, she was easy on the eye, had a great personality and was easy to talk to when she wasn't with Nat, in which case I was lucky to get a word in edge wise.

We arrived back home in reasonable time, the road was drying out and I didn't have to use the winch once in the whole trip. It was almost dark so I went out to feed Ralph while the triumvirate worked on dinner.

Life settled down to a new routine. Karen had moved her gear into my room and became a permanent part of my life. There was work to be done and some days Karen came with me while other days she stayed home with her fellow conspirators, plotting my future. The days Karen was with me were the best, we worked well together and she showed that she could fit in to station life by not being afraid of getting in there and doing the hard stuff. I was pleased that I'd found her, or she'd found me. It really didn't matter who had found who, right?

I left early and alone to fix some fences that had been pushed down by the roos in search of feed. Karen and Nat had planned to fly back to Sydney to make further plans for my future, you know, the dress and stuff like that so she had decided to stay back and finish up what she could here. I got about halfway to where I need to go when I realised that I'd left the fencing pliers on the workbench, and it would be useless me getting out there without them, so I turned back.

The house seemed deserted and I remembered that Mum was going to the neighbouring station to pick some mail that had been delivered there. Thinking she must have taken the girls with her I decided to use the toilet before heading out again. As I walked down the hallway I heard a noise coming from Nat's room. Pushing the door open I saw them, Nat and Karen, naked and in bed together and they weren't sleeping, they were hard at it. "Fucking hell!" I stood, transfixed for several seconds before turning around and walking, running out of the house and jumping into the ute.

Through the cloud of dust I made out the naked figure of Karen running after me. She must have run for a couple of hundred metres before she collapsed to the ground. I was beyond caring. I was shocked by what I had seen and needed time to get my head around this development.

I drove, forgetting about the fence, forgetting about everything. There was a place at the very Northern end of the property that I went when I was feeling shit-house, it was quiet and remote, there was water there and there'd be rabbits there and I had the 22 on the rack in the back of the cab so I wouldn't starve. There was one other attraction to this place, it had once been a talc mine and there was still a lot of it lying around, and I found that I could spend hours just sitting there with a pocket knife carving it into some interesting shapes and, as I carved I could clear my mind of all my problems and a solution would find its way into my head. This problem was going to take time.

It was going to take days in fact. The first day I was so angry that I didn't pick up any stone and the knife was used to skin my first rabbit. I tied it to a piece of fencing wire bent in two for strength and resting on two large rocks over my fire and when it was done I mongrelled it (ate it off the bone) until all that I was left with was a pile of bones and sticky fingers that I licked clean. The billy had just boiled and I threw a handful of tea into it and stood up to swing it in circles to settle the tea leaves to the bottom. It tasted good, like billy tea does.

I stretched my swag out and crawled in, pulling the mosquito net over me and zipping it up, I settled in for the night, looking up into the clear skies with its millions of bright stars until I dropped off into a deep sleep.

Day two and I attacked the stone in earnest. The talc dust hung around me in the calm air and shapes appeared as if by magic, dozens of shapes. When I slowed down late in the afternoon I realised that all of the shapes were of the same thing, Karen. How was I going to forget her when my subconscious wouldn't let me? I took the gun and walked quietly into the dunes around my camp. I spotted a big buck rabbit sitting near his burrow. I stood still for several minutes before slowly raising the rifle to my shoulder. I knew that it would have to be a head shot, if I just wounded him he's crawl into the burrow and die a slow and painful death there, and I wouldn't wish that on him. Steadying myself I squeezed the trigger and he flipped into the air and fell, lifeless, where he had been sitting. I walked over and picked up the carcase and checked it over, the bullet had hit him just in front of his ear before emerging in front of his other ear.

He tasted good and filled me up, although I began to think that a diet of nothing but rabbits wasn't actually healthy, I decided that it would do for however long it took to sort out my problems. That got me thinking about my problems. How long had Nat and Karen been lovers? Did I have a right to criticise? It was their decision after all. This led to my biggest problem and the one that I would need to resolve; did I really care?

Another night counting stars until I slept before waking in the cold air of a desert morning. Breakfast of billy tea before attacking stone again. Today I tried to carve different shapes and, although they were something like I was trying to reproduce it was hard work and there was no inspiration in my efforts. I ended up smashing most of them in frustration. Day three had become a waste of time, I was so angry and frustrated that I'd completely forgotten why I had come here in the first place. It was working.

Day four and I was back on Karens. I must have carved at least a dozen of her by mid- afternoon and was so totally absorbed in my work that I didn't realise that there was someone standing silently behind me until the someone cleared her throat. "Is this your own private misery or can I join in?"

I stood up and turned to face a dishevelled and dusty Karen, my God she looked good. I lurched toward her as she rushed to me and we collided in the middle. My parched lips found her parched lips in the best kiss of my entire life. We finally parted. "How the hell did you get here?"

"I walked." Simple as that, she walked.

"But it's a good forty kilometres."

"Don't I know it, and it gave me a long time to think about me and you and us and what our lives together means. To put it in perspective, I know I have done something stupid and hope that you'll forgive me, and I promise that it will never happen again. I can explain what I did if you're interested."

"I forgive you. I've been going over what I saw and my feelings for you and I had reached the conclusion that I love you enough to forgive you and try to forget all of this. You don't need to explain what you did and why, but if it makes you feel better, feel free."




It's a Hard Life



She stood there with her arms around my neck and her tears making mud on her cheeks and my shirt. "It all started back in school. Being an all girl school there was little opportunity to explore your sexuality until our final year when the boarders were allowed to stay overnight with friends on weekends. Nat and I were as thick as thieves as you well know and after you had gone back to your dorm, or wherever you went, Nat came to my place. That was where we started exploring each other's bodies."

"Don't get me wrong, both of us were interested in boys and when Robert came into her life we stopped. Since then we've only done it when we were going through a lean period. I had more of those than she did, although in the last few months of her marriage and the time since it ended, she has been catching up. If it makes you feel any better, when we do it I have no real feelings for her other than as a friend that I'm helping, it is nothing anywhere like my feelings for you. Making love to you is the most important thing in my life right now, and I want to keep doing it until we have to park out Zimmer frames beside the bed."

"Question; is your swag big enough for both of us or will I have to endure a night with you beside me and not being able to make love to you?" She had that look in her eyes again.

"It'll be a tight squeeze and there won't be any room to manoeuvre, so we might have to abstain for tonight, but I promise to make up for it when we get back home tomorrow."

"Goody, I can't wait and guess what?"

"What?"

"We'll have the house to ourselves, Nat and Mum have gone to Sydney."

"Why the hell are we worrying about swags then, chuck your gear in the ute and let's go home."

"There's one thing I want to do before we leave." She opened the door of the ute and, stripping off her jeans and panties she laid the top of her body on the seat in an obvious invitation. I accepted the invite and my cock was soon thrusting deep into her pussy. "That's it fuck me, I want you to see that I am yours to do with what you will, fuck me, fuck me, come deep inside me, I want to feel your cum flooding into me, I want your sperm in me, I want my egg to be covered in your sperm."

In spite of her urging me to fuck her, to take her as I wished, I felt that what she really wanted was to feel my love for her pouring into her body, so I poured my love into her.

"Now I know that you love me and it's not just a fuck you want." She said as she wiped herself with her panties that she then threw onto the fire before pulling her jeans back on. She used the bench seat to advantage on the return journey, her body was pressed against mine forcing me against my door. It wasn't the most comfortable driving position, given the rough track, but I didn't care, she was mine totally.

We showered together to wash the trail dust and other things from our bodies before a quick bite to eat and then bed. We kissed as we stretched out between the sheets, our hands and mouths exploring out bodies, pausing at strategic points and then travelling on until we could stand it no longer and she opened her legs for me and my hard as nails cock. He luxuriated in the moist confines of her pussy, feeling his way in and out of her while she clenched her muscles in an attempt to hold him inside her. The heightened sensations caused me to pause several times so that I could prolong the experience for as long as possible. We lasted the best part of an hour before he unloaded himself deep inside her thrusting body.

"Oh my god that was good. Hold me tight and rest, I want more of him, soon." 

We eventually got some sleep, but not before we had tried several different positions, all of them spectacularly enjoyable, and it wasn't until the sun was burning its way up our bodies that we got out of bed to eat. 

That was pretty much the pattern for the next two days. On the third day we got a phone call from Nat warning us that they had just arrived in Broken Hill and would be home as soon as they could. "You'd better wash the sheets before we get home, and there's some room deodorant under the sink, give your room a spray."

"You're kidding, right. You'll just have to get used to it, we don't want to have to wash the sheets every day and we have no intention of stopping now." Karen told them. (I was sure that Nat had her phone on speaker and Mum was listening in).

"If you can sleep between sticky sheets then I suppose we can let you off washing them , but at least get rid of the smell of your activities." That confirmed it.

There were hugs all round and a relieved Nat sat on our bed later that night. "I'm glad that there was no lasting damage from our indiscretion and I promise that there will be no repeat episode. In the mean time, until I can find another man of my own, I'll just have to make do with my new friend." She reached into the plastic bag that she was carrying and produced the most impressive dido that I'd ever seen. "If that can't satisfy me nothing will." She pushed the button and it vibrated and the shaft rotated and twisted. Karen put out her hand to touch it, but Nat pulled it away. "Hands off. You've got the real thing, this is mine."

"Well then, off you go and play with your friend and leave me to mine." Karen told her.

Like I said at the beginning, 'it's a hard life . . . . but a good one.'