0 comments/ 17793 views/ 2 favorites Living with the Carters By: egmontgrigor2010 Set In New Zealand * * * CHAPTER 1 The new CEO of the construction company where Buck had worked for two years since his divorce smiled toothily and said, "Sorry Buck but you have been with us only four years so were foreman to sign on. We are downsizing your division. You are no longer required here." Buck thought of grabbing the CEO by the throat and breaking a kneecap with his steel-toed boot but thought she'd only cry, making him feel sorry for the bitch. So he signed for his final pay and entitlements and was told they would go into his bank account overnight. That was three months ago and Buck was still without a job, competing fruitlessly against the rising tide of the jobless. He'd arrived in this backwater on the east coast of New Zealand's North Island and the noise in the bar below his cheap room (ah so that's why it was cheap) kept him awake. Testily he dressed and went down to that bar for a drink. "This is a private party for my dad's birthday," said a badly dyed blonde with bushy black eyebrows. She began pushing him back through the door. "Hey I'm private," he said, turning and said, "Kiss me." To his surprise she stopped pushing, kissed him rather wetly and then led him into the din of people yelling and a small band doing a rotten job of making music. "Hi mom this is um Peter." The mother, pulling a young guy's hand from down the front of her dress top said, "Hi Peter. I'm glad you could make it. Please look after Valerie because there are some nasty loners on the prowl here tonight." "Sure thing mom." "Call me Janelle darling." "So that's your name?" "You've got yourself a bright one Valerie and that's a change." As Valerie dragged Buck away she asked, "What is your name?" "Aw I was going to save that until you awoke alongside me in the morning and asked who I was." "You'd be lucky." He grinned and said well would he be lucky and she said, "That depends" without telling him depends on what. He assumed it meant unless she found a better prospect. He pushed back her hair and said he was Buck Stone from Rotorua and kissed her and she pushed a hand against his abs and said Jesus but that wasn't her name because she said she was Valerie Carter. "So your mom is Mrs Carter and your dad is Mr Carter?" She looked at him through narrowed eyes and the barman handed her a wine and a beer. "It now appears you know half my family she said." Buck said yeah without knowing what she was talking about but she took him into a group of her age of late-twenties something and he cuddled against her and her girlfriends looked suitably impressed and appeared happy to have Buck into the fold. A couple of hours later the cops came in and broke up the birthday party because of noise complaints. A couple of young guys came up and invited Valerie to go with them to a party. She looked up at Buck and he cracked knuckles and quietly told them to fuck off and they melted into the crowd that was leaving the bar. "I have a room upstairs." "Nah come home with me. Everyone will sleep in till late morning." Valerie couldn't open the door to her blue badly dented car so Buck put her into the passenger's seat and he drove, having to stir her to get her to look where they were and to give him the next set of directions, leaving him thinking they were a great team. The house was huge, surrounded by bush and overlooking a fast-flowing river from what he could see from the lights in the house. Inside Valerie sleepily introduced him to her father Tyson who pulled his hand out of the top of his wife's dress to shake hands and slur, "Howyerdoingmateallright?" "Yes thanks, you have a lovely daughter." "Oh speaking politely like that makes me think you're from Wellington? Colette works for the Government but she'd not here tonight. She's down the South Island showing the wives of some foreign VIPs the beauty of the Southern Alps." "No I've never met Colette sir, I was meaning Valerie." "Yeah she's my daughter too. Now look Rambo for fuck sake don't call me sir. That makes me think you don't like me." "Happy birthday pal." "Ah, much better." Valerie pulled him away and introduced him to a part Maori elderly woman. "This is mom's mom Mrs Fever but she'll prefer you to call her Aroha and this is granddad who is a marvelous guitarist and he's known to everyone including us as Fever." "Hi Fever and Mrs... um Aroha. God what a beautiful pendant." "Thank you young man. It's carved from whalebone and was a wedding present to my great-grandmother. Do you have a name?" "Ooops sorry Gran, this is Buck Stone from Rotorua but he's fully European I think so won't be from Ngati Whakaue." "Are you here to sleep with my granddaughter?" "She hasn't made that clear yet." "Yes he is Gran." "Well it's lovely seeing you associated with a polite and good-looking man Valerie. You run with a rough lot." "I like the wild life Gran and you know that. Mr Cool here will be better suited to Colette." "It worries me that Colette can't find someone to settle down with and now that poor girl is working so hard she'd unlikely to meet any man." "She will Gran, believe me." They kissed goodnight and the grandparents nodded goodnight to the visitor. The bedroom, like most of the house was a mess. Two cats were asleep on the bed and as Valerie and Buck entered the room something scampered across the floor and leapt out the window. Buck jumped. Putting on the light Valerie said not to be afraid. "That's just Coco, my half-tame opossum from the colony out there in the bush." The cats stirred and were pushed off the bed and marched out of the room in a huff. The door was closed behind them. Valerie looked at Buck defiantly. "I'm sexually promiscuous and insist you wear a condom whenever you bang me." "That's fine. Do you have any?" She reached into her dressing table draw and pulled out a 10-pack, tossing it to Buck and said, "I bet you have a big one." "I bet you do too." "You rude bastard," she giggled and launched at him, crashing him on to the bed. They were deep tonguing within seconds and she already had him unzipped and filled her hand with only part of it. "I'm drunk and need sleep," she said. "Let's bang one off now and then go at it slowly tomorrow." "Okay where's the bathroom?" "Open the door and it's straight across the hallway. I don't mind if you piss out the window." Buck again wondered what was he doing there. The environment was totally foreign to him. He'd grown up with only three people in the house whereas this home appeared to have six or even ten bedrooms and the dining table was huge and the grandparents lived with the family. Also Valerie was really not his type, preferring to run wild like that. Still if he'd not been eager for a bit of pussy he wouldn't be here, would he?" Valerie was a complete surprise. She was big and already wet so he slid in every so easily and was concerned if she couldn't close around him there would be no friction. But suddenly she was telling him to suck and breast and had closed around him like a glove. And not only that. She was very good on technique, writhing and grunting and pleading to him to fuck her hard, whipping him along with all the things a guy likes to hear. She came with some noise and praise of 'Good boy' and he hoped she wouldn't turn over and go to sleep. She didn't. Valerie power-fucked him until he was shooting into the condom, blathering like an idiot, before she kissed him and rolled over saying good night, leaving him panting and the stars behind his eyes lost their intensity and disappeared. Jesus. He'd bet her mom was also great at fucking and guys knew that including her husband. Buck dressed just after 9:00 and left the bedroom quietly, carrying his shoes and wondering how the hell would he find his way back to town and how long would it take to walk there. Tyson was at the huge solid table alone, bending over a teapot. "Yeah someone is awake. Come join me Buck or having got what you wanted are you about to scamper?" "Christ no Tyson, I thought I'd earn myself another round tonight by buttering up to the dad and ask if I could help out around here. It's Saturday isn't it?" "I went to bed Friday so I guess it is. What do you do to feed the wife and kids?" "I'm a childless divorcee Buck, aged thirty-two and can't find a fucking job after being laid off because of company downsizing." "Yeah fucking economics triggered by slime balls at the top stealing money. The bastards want shooting." "I admire your philosophy Tyson. You keep it simple." Laughing Tyson went to punch the visitor on the arm by Buck caught the soft-fist and to his surprise Tyson found he could neither push nor pull his hand free until being released. "Jesus boy you're strong. What work did you do?" "I was a hands-on foreman constructing mainly houses but also warehouses and other lift-slab concrete structures." "So you know about building?" "I suppose so, even to the point of simple design work and drafting specs that get through the city council. I was used on that work between jobs." "Have a read of this son." Tyson left the table and returned with a document. "Ah a council requisitions order." "Yeah the pricks reckon this house is unsafe. I'm with the council as an overseer of a road maintenance crew and Joseph who has half-share in this property drives one of the trucks and he's worked for the council for more than forty years but those fucking jerks in white collars in those air-conditioned offices loaded this shit on to us." "Tyson, please understand. This has come about as the result of a routine inspection and the inspectors are bound to take action if they discover faults. If they turned a blind eye they could be found in dereliction of duty and they and the council held criminally liable if a disaster occurred and they were found guilty of negligence and/or collusion in failing to follow property procedures." "Yeah, yeah. I know that stuff. But I have to have someone to bitch at." He sat silently and they both sipped tea as Buck skimmed through the schedule. "This looks pretty straightforward to me. Have you the money to pay for materials?" "Yeah I suppose so and Janelle works too, as a District Nurse. But I doubt that we have enough to fork out to some thieving contractor to do the repairs." "Well what about a deal. I'm wandering the road looking for work and here I've found work. I go into the council on Monday and register my qualifications with them and they will approve of me to do the work. I'd need help with lifting." "The council might not approve you." "We'll probably have that answered on Monday. I can assure you I'm over-qualified to attend to these structural shortcomings. Is the council going to take you to court for building here without a permit and without having had work in progress inspected?" "How the hell did you know we built without authorization?" "Because this requisition is unusual in that there is not a single reference to Code of Compliance." Tyson shifted uncomfortably. "This is very hush-hush." "Okay my lips are sealed." "Some of those farts in council with white collars happen to be pals and we all sat down and it was agreed no action would be taken against me for building a home and then building extensions without authority and if I get this work done and it passes inspection then I'll be issued with a Code of Compliance." "God Tyson, I'm impressed. You must be a real slippery bugger." Tyson beamed in delight. "Aroha will help you with small jobs. Although elderly there's nothing frail about Aroha. Also our elder daughter arrives home Saturday on a month's annual leave and she's big into fitness. Lifting wood and mixing concrete and with you with you cracking the whip will provide a better level of fitness than running along bush tracks." "What about her hands and dainty skin complexion?" "Fuck her hands and skin. She has to do her duty for her family. Family comes first Buck." Buck, whose parents had lived in Hawaii ever since he'd left home, hadn't experienced much of 'family' in family life but couldn't imagine a women used to working in a high-powered political environment coming home to an almost very basic communal life in the bush and saying yes daddy she'd get her fingernails torn barrowing concrete she'd mixed or jacking up the end of a steel or timber beam for him while he checked by laser beam to get it absolutely level. She'd most likely kick her daddy in the shins and go and hide behind mommy or grandma. Janelle came out yawned and rubbing a tit and eyed Buck in a predatory manner before smirking and saying, "Hi Buck. You have a healthy rose to your cheeks this morning." "Yes Mrs Carter. I had a lovely sleep thank you." She looked at him sternly. "What has changed since last night when you addressed me as Janelle?" "Er nothing er Janelle." "Thank you. Cereal and yogurt or should I also do you sausages, bacon, eggs and chips?" "Reserve the cooked breakfast for me Janelle until I'm fixing your house extension." "What this?" Tyson said uneasily, "I've just found out this likely lad is a professional builder and has an agreement with me to do the work the council wants done in exchange for food and lodgings." "Is what Tyson said true Buck?" "Yes ma'am." "I'm Janelle." "Yes Janelle." "Well I'm agreeable to that plus a reasonable living allowance." "How big is reasonable? Buck is unemployed and if he stays here he won't need money." "I say thirty bucks a day when he works all day you skinflint." "Oh pocket money. Yeah I'm agreeable to that Buck." "Look guys, just tucker and lodgings eh?" "Either we pay you thirty bucks a day to ensure you maintain some sort of social life or you go and work and sleep somewhere else." "Um Janelle. Don't be angry with me. I accept the terms as imposed on me." On Monday as Janelle met Buck and Tyson and they had lunch at a café she asked, "Well?" "I am approved and registered." Tyson said proudly, "I haven't told you this Buck but Alan the council's chief building inspector told me you were even over-qualified to build anything required in these parts of the country." "Oooh you clever young man."" Driving Buck home on the way to her next rural call, Janelle pointed to the offices of the Government Department of Social Services. "That's where Valerie works as a case worker for teenagers on court probation." "Valerie holds down an onerous job with heavy responsibilities like that?" "Yes of course. She's my daughter isn't she? Valerie's so tough the youngsters are really scared of her and do whatever she says. When they arrive unruly and contemptuous she takes them down to the gym, dons on boxing gloves and beats the crap out of them, earning huge respect. The Maori kids says she's so tough they can't believe she's not Maori." "Jesus." "Thanks Buck. Oh when Valerie is done with you don't forget there's always me." "Jesus." "Why thank you Buck." "Um Janelle, could I accompany you on your rounds this afternoon? I'd like to get some understanding of what you do. To me you appear to be one of those woman who can do everything." "What about your own mother darling?" "I don't get to see her a lot, about once every three years when they visit. Mom and dad went to live in Hawaii when I went to work at seventeen as a builder's laborer when I quit high school early." "Oh darling. How did you get by?" "Okay I guess. I prefer not to talk about it." "I bet you don't. Valerie tells me you've very okay. She rather likes you and that's good. She's not worried that her father thinks Colette will be all over you when she arrives Saturday." "What with me being unemployed and working with my hands? Somehow I don't think so." Janelle sighed and said she wouldn't think so either but then again Tyson seemed to know their older daughter better than she did. Valerie was bouncy in bed that night. Breathing heavily through her nose after riding Buck cowgirl told him to roll on a new condom and then she handed him a tube of lube and said, "Go Tiger." Next morning after a sixty-nine Valerie said, "My current boyfriend arrives from Auckland on the bus about noon so will want to be back in the saddle with me. If you become impatient waiting for Colette to bend over for you then give mom the look. I learned how to be promiscuous by watching her move around men. You'll notice how she has few female friends and yet she goes out quite often without dad. Oh and you may as well know dad and mom's sister Aunt Alice mess around together a bit." Although Buck thought he didn't need to know that he certainly found the information most interesting. "Do you really think I'm make it with your sister?" "That's a tough one," Valerie said, going off to the bathroom. Eh? Buck dressed and went out to the kitchen and said hi to Janelle and she lifted her head from the magazine she was flicking through and said the men had gone off early because they were working some distance away from town that day and for the rest of the week. He kissed her and she complained, "You call that a kiss?" Indignant he fired up and ground his lips against hers, pressing his hand into her back. "That's more like a morning kiss my friend. Play with a tit if you wish. Slip your hand into my gown. I'm not wearing a bra just yet and I really do liked being touched by men." "Er I'll get coffee. Do you want one?" "No thanks, I don't drink coffee until after noon. Make me a fresh pot of tea" After inspecting the main areas of council concern about the construction and wincing, Buck spent most of the day with a chainsaw cutting regenerating bush from around the sprawling dwelling. Around 4:00 a friend dropped Janelle off because she had to leave her work car at the base hospital overnight, as all medical outworkers were required to do. She saw what had been achieved and kissed him and said congratulations. "Aroha was great, dragging the lopped off bits away. She's inside resting now." "I love the smell of your sweat. May I feel you dick?" "Janelle please." "Ah guilty conscience coming about to haunt after what you did that led to your wife divorcing you?" "You've got that wrong Janelle. I filed for divorce after my wife disappeared with one of my closest friends." "Oh Buck," Janelle said looking quite concerned. "How stupid and insensitive of me. What can I do to attempt to get back into your good books?" "Hug me but don't touch my dick." "Of course darling. God you've had a hard life." Joseph and Tyson arrived home ninety minutes later and inspected what Buck had achieved that day. "Jesus mate, you've had your ass into gear today," Joseph said. "He should be working with our gang eh Tyson." "Yeah." Buck said, "My thanks goes to Aroha who worked behind me solidly, dragging away the cuttings. Tomorrow I begin digging round what's left of the stumps so I can cut down below ground level. We won't want to trip over stumps carrying timber or pushing a barrow." "Nah mate," Tyson said. "Charlie our neighbor over there has a spare tractor with a bucket he uses to spread metal on tracks. I'll get it for you plus a chain. Hitch the chain round the stumps and use the hydraulics to lift them out." He pulled out his phone and called Charlie. Charlie said yes, that he'd be over with the tractor in half and hour and stay for a couple of beers. "Thanks Tyson. With the tractor I'll achieve in three hours that probably would have taken me two days to do." "I figure four hours. I'll get a truckload of metal delivered before noon tomorrow and you can fill the holes and then spread metal over the entire worksite and compact it with the tractor." Living with the Carters "I got under the house and inspected the areas of main concern. The main part of the house looks well built while the additions clearly were jerry-built. You got ripped off." Tyson scuffed a foot in the dirt. Joseph said, "Tyson, his two brothers and I built the extensions the summer before last." Buck grinned. He said he would work out quantities of materials he needed to reinforce bearers and to replace the eight inadequate piles under the extension. He'd need hardware to bolt steel plates to affix the base of the extension to the main house more securely. Then he'd have to build an L-shaped retaining wall around the downhill side of the extension and up the far end where there had been erosion caused by water running under that part of the house in heavy rain because no interception drainage had been provided to run storm water clear of the extension. "So we built a dud?" "Nah and the inspectors obviously agree with that. The rooms are water-tight against wind and rain and the roofer did a good job. Much of the floors are not dead level but I'll attend to that when I run the big RSJ right through on this lower end of the house to provide rigidity to guarantee integrity of the entire structure against loadings." "What loadings?" "Everyone in every bedroom have sex at the same time can create a minor loading Tyson but well within the normal design of any dwelling. Heavy rock parting is another kind of loading but really I'm talking about abnormally high winds, any risk of landslides and the big one, we are in an active earthquake zone. I can work out the RSJ specs with three smaller street arms going back to be bolted into the central beam that is a sandwich of timber with a steel center if you wish. The council doesn't require it but it's your call." "Would you do it if this were your house in this state?" "Tyson I would know for four hundred bucks for that extra steel and hardware I'd sleep better at nights." "Then do it pal. Here's the tractor coming. Charlie must be thinking about those beers." CHAPTER 2 Buck had seen photos of Colette around the house so had some idea of what to expect, although none of them were recent photos. When Tyson and Janelle returned with her from Auckland Airport and her sister and grandparents had spilled from the house to greet the arrivals and had their reunion, Buck wandered out to say hello. She looked up at him and smiled. Buck was blown away thinking she looked more like a movie star than the older child of a backwater couple. He felt excited and yet disappointed. How on earth could he put this slender beauty to work crawling under a house with him yelling to move her ass? Well he shouldn't jump to conclusions. Tyson was confident she would be a willing and useful helper. Jacking up a ton or two of building above her and hauling in concrete on a makeshift sledge to tip around new piles in their holes? Somehow he didn't think so. She'd be prone to getting dirt into her hair, scrapes on her arms and buttocks and fingernails ripped. "Oh hi Buck," Colette smiled as her mom introduced them. "Do I kiss you?" "Er I guess so. I had a shower this morning and haven't been crawling under the house since then." She looked at him curiously as she kissed him. She smelt lovely, of hints of spices and jasmine and sandalwood and yes, a hint of musk. "You are young to prefer Opium." Colette looked surprised. She glanced at her mother who shook her head. "So that's not a lucky guess?" "No my ex-wife favored it, saying it was one of the few perfumes she could catch the fragrance on herself." "I've found that too." "Look you are beautiful, and beautifully groomed. I have no desire to have you pressured into assisting me with remedial construction work. I guess your parents have pressured you to become involved." "Mom suggested yes, and dad typically of dad just said I'm to help you." "There is no need. We can hire..." "Get used to the idea of my being your sexy helper Buck. With the Carters of the Coromandels (the mountain range where they lived on the lower slopes), family comes first and I for one don't want to see the council placing a demolition order on our home. So just be a good boy and accept it." "Boy?" "Oh dear. I know I won't object if you call me girl at times. Oh mom said you were keen to sleep with me?" Buck froze. Then he blurted, "Oh Jesus." That changed nothing of course. They were all looking at him grinning, but Colette certainly wasn't grinning. "Aroha, please help me," he called. "Buck is a very nice young man Colette and he'd know he'll have to really impress you if he is to have any chance of sleeping with you. All I can say it will come to pass." "Omigod Gran. You know that last bit is bullshit." Hugging her Gran, Colette said, "You are a very wicked woman." Everyone laughed and everyone relaxed apart from Buck who said he wanted to check the covering over the timber that had arrived the previous night. "I understand your desire to run," Janelle called. "Be inside in ten minutes for coffee. You know you are not to work weekends. You'll also be required to show Colette how to adjust her hard hat and explain what she'll never to wear. She wants to go on an inspection tour to learn what's involved." "That can wait till Monday." "No boss, after coffee please," Colette called. When they were having coffee Valerie called to say hi to her sister. Buck grinned thinking to himself her absence might have been contrived to allow him to make a clean hit on the older sister. Despite her bravado Colette would be unlikely to go for him. He was too negative at the moment to work out what alternatives did Colette have unless guys came out from town, hearing she was home. After coffee he fitted her hardhat, but no problem. She'd already worked out how to adjust the fittings. She wore a long sleeved woolen shirt, although it was summer, to protect her against scrapes and her gauntlet gloves fitted her well and she wore a tightly bound scarf spun from Alpaca wool. "Yeah okay apart from two things. Take this man's handkerchief to wipe dust from your face. Those female things will be next to useless. Also I must lace and tie your boots properly. The way you have them dirt will penetrate and you won't have your ankles properly supported." "Yes sir, thank you sir. I do appreciate you taking proper care of me." The inspection went like clockwork and Colette appeared to understand what they had to do. She suggested rather than dig out the eight non-standard piles that were each sitting on pre-poured concrete slabs why not dig alongside those piles, and drop in the new pile to rest on the slab and cut to exact length? Get that work inspected than then they could concrete in the new pile for says eight inches around the base?" "Good idea baby. You're not just a pretty face. Want to shower with me?" "No you cheeky man. I'll use mom and dad's shower; you use the other one." Later Buck struck a bit of luck when chatting with Joseph. The women were in the kitchen and Tyson was outside preparing the barbecue. When Buck mentioned the 18-inch slabs placed to seat the piles, Joseph said they ran in the direction of the bearers. "I should know because l placed them and then rammed dirt back around the piles." That would save a lot of effort putting in new pads if the other one had ran at right angles to the beam. Buck asked Joseph, "Why didn't the council know you guys had build the house and later built the extensions?" "We applied for and received permission to have two caravans permanently parked on this site once we had the septic tank sewerage system built and approved. This site can't be seen from the road and so no nosey buggers had any idea what was going on here. But two months ago an aerial survey was done for the council to plot swimming pools to determine against records if any had been built without permits. Some smart-ass going over the mapping photographs noticed a house had been built on this site. I'm telling you, those council officers came down on us like a ton of bricks." After dinner the others went inside to do the dishes and then watch TV, leaving Buck and Colette sitting alone drinking wine. The wine was working. She giggled and said, "Why is it I have the feeling you are trying to seduce me?" "The only screwing going on is in my head when twice every fifteen seconds I think about seducing you." She giggled again and called him incorrigible. He didn't reply and looked up at the stars and swatted a mosquito buzzing around his nose. "Do you want to kiss me?" He said he'd have to think about that. She sighed and said he was difficult to please and she may as well go inside and join people who wanted to talk. She was lifting out of her chair but sat back with a thump when he said, "My difficulty is you are too good for me." "That's ridiculous." "Why? You have a university degree in tourism and will be on a big fat salary and rubbing shoulders with high-powered politicians and VIPs whereas I possess only low-level qualifications, work in the lowly considered construction business but at present am unemployed and could remain so for some months. Also I have been married." "I see. The things you mentioned about me involve my business life. You made no mention of my need for male company, being entertained and being involved socially with other couples, doing exciting things at weekends, having quiet dinners at home listening to great music, showering together, well you have mentioned that, and then of course there's my big interest in sex. None of those things require a university degree or a big salary to partake in. I've always thought perhaps the best thing about sex is it's free." "You think about sex?" "Yes, like you, about twice every fifteen seconds." They laughed. There was silence. "My mother likes men but she's told me you are a great prospect and just looking at you she tingles all over and she said I ought to grab you with both hands." Buck chuckled and said he was really not that big and Colette spilt some of her wine she was laughing so much. They went in to join the others watching a 20-20 cricket match New Zealand against Australia and next morning he went with Colette on a 5-hour tramp through bush and up to a very high peak from where the could look out over the Pacific Ocean close-by and then in the other direction across the Hauraki Gulf and metropolitan Auckland and beyond across farmland and forests to the Tasman Sea that separates New Zealand and Australia. Valerie arrived with her boyfriend and after dinner everyone watched a film on TV. When Colette rose to leave for bed her family joked about her big workday in the morning. She kissed Buck goodnight with the same pleasantness and lack of intensity as she kissed family members but she only nodded to her sister's boyfriend. That nothing-special kiss suited Buck fine because he'd decided to back off from the basically cold-hearted although pleasant bitch. If she wanted sex from him she could go down on her knees for it. Well that would be a good start! At midday next day during the lunch break, Aroha was watching TV and the young couple were finishing lunch outside at the barbecue dining table. Colette said quietly, "Have you decided you don't like me?" "No and what gave you that idea?" "You showed promising signs and then backed right off, telling me I was too good for you despite me indicating that was bullshit." "Well if you want to be fucked pull you heavy pants down and we'll do it right now over this table." "Fuck you," Colette said coldly but made no effort to ran away. A minute later he said, "I apologize. My appalling comment was entirely unwarranted." She said with indifference, "Apology accepted." Under the house extension there was just enough room for Buck to use a motorized short-shaft auger to bore out the eight holes to almost two feet for new piles. He and Colette wore industrial-quality earmuffs and it was her job to scrape soil away from the existing pile and exposed the concrete pad at the base. While she was finishing that work Buck began marking the cut for the new piles to exact length and numbering them to avoid confusion. Colette was scrapping debris off the pad down the last hole when he arrived with the new pile to measure it on the pad against the edge of the bearer and to allow a bit extra for angle and compression. She looked tired and her face was dirty and sweaty. He said she was going well and she said thanks, that she was tired and aching. As she turned away from the hole to empty her scoop Buck inched forward quickly and kissed her, landing mostly on her mouth. She dropped her scoop clear of the hole, pulled him back to her and in the restricted space did well to line him up and give him a proper kiss, hinting with just a touch of tongue. He grinned and swatted her butt and said they'd have a rest before he began cutting the piles to size. "I have a better idea," she yawned. "Join me in the shower and we'll have time for a nap before the others begin to arrive home." "But what about Aroha?" "We'll walk by close, hand-in-hand saying hi and Gran will just smile knowing hostilities are over and what comes next." "Hostilities?" "Yes my family has been concerned about your change in behavior since my arrival and asked why had I upset you or even insulted you." "They think you're responsible? No way." "I know and told them you had the so-called bridegroom jitters, that you were too nervous to touch me. Buck I'm not some virgin in white. I have engaged in sex since I turned nineteen and when I first arrived in Wellington I had up to four dates a week as men in my department and beyond moved in on the new bunny who sounded even more interesting because she hailed from the rugged Coromandels." "Was I smitten in awe? I guess I had a suspicion but that's all." "I think smitten was a very good term for it. Come on, finish marking that pile and let's take a nap." "What is your definition of a nap?" Colette smiled. "Something I love doing after being freshly fucked." Buck jerked his head up in surprise and his helmet cushioned the impact as he hit the bearer just above him. Colette was just finishing washing her hair when Buck arrived nude to enter the shower. Nicely timed. She grabbed his half-erect dick, smiled appreciatively and said, "A nice one." It grew in her hand. Giggling, Colette leaned against the wall of the shower, spread her feet and guided it in. Buck regarded it as tight, smooth and slippery and said staring at her without expression, "A beautiful cunt." She gave a little cry and pulled him too her and kissed him passionately, placing a strain on Buck's back at that moment to try to keep his very enjoyable stroking at the same rhythm. But he was young and fit and his back didn't let him down. "I'm not wearing a condom," he panted. "My other men always have so it's okay and I'm protected." "I'd like to fire right up your cunt." "I want that too." Buck squeezed her against his chest, feeling her firm and real handfuls of tits spreading and he bellowed into release and her mouth opened wide as she climaxed just a few seconds later. They dried each other and she yawned. "Oooh I'll welcome this nap. I'll tell mom later we've done it and she'll move us into the guest room." Valerie was back home because she'd dumped her boyfriend the previous evening after he'd attempted to call in his father to share her. During dinner Janelle smiled happily and made the big announcement. "I'm shifting Colette and Buck down to the main guest room because they are now an item." Noises of approval ended with Valerie saying, "Oooh then I might visit you two some nights." Not to be outdone her mom said, "Not if I'm there first." Horrified, Buck looked at Aroha and Tyson. She was quietly smiling and Tyson grinned and winked at him. Buck groaned and sat with his head hanging in embarrassment. * * * When the tanned and very fit Colette returned to Wellington, Buck went with her. As soon as he was settled into a good job they planned to announce their wedding day. Everything was happening for Buck. He and Colette were discovering they did share interests beyond screwing and she was surprised just how much Buck knew about politics and Government administration. "Some one has to keep an eye on those bastards," was his explanation. "If you could improve on that attitude, would you like me to suggest to Gerald that he arrange to have you appointed as an adviser to the Ministry of Housing and Construction? Advisers mostly hold their positions whenever there's a change of Government. "And who's Gerald when he's home?" "The Minister of Housing and Construction. He was one of my first boyfriends when I arrived here. In my naivety I was aware he was VIP but didn't know until later that he was a Government Minister and married with two young teens." "I suppose that's politics." "God darling, you are already talking like one of us." Buck thought that was similar to what Tyson had told him at the airport when saying goodbye. Taking him into a hug Tyson had said, tears in his eyes, I'll miss you asshole. You really have become one of us, a stalwart in the Carter family." Valerie had hugged him and whispered when was he going to fuck her again and her mom, tears gushing, had pulled him into her big bosom and said, "Now don't worry when you get Colette pregnant. In her final weeks I'll arrive to look after her and to become your surrogate lover." Eh? THE END