she only imagined, would soon be real, she would make it real, and soon she would be in Scott Thorpe's arms, moaning to him just as she moaned to herself in the seclusion of her bedroom. At that moment, an aching, billowing sensations overwhelmed her and she knew she had reached the apex of self-induced cum.
'Uuuuuuunnnnnnngghhhhhh,' she groaned rapturously was the waves of her cum swept over her wildly writhing body, 'Uuuuuuummggggggghhhhh! Scott… Scott… Scotttttttttt!'
The young girl lay still for a few minutes gathering her breath and then she rose stiffly from the bed, zipping up her pants at the same time.
She wished it had been Scott Thorpe's cock fucking her instead of her own fingers, but she was going to make sure that someday soon his prick did screw her pussy. She wanted him to like her, maybe even love her, and take her away from this place!
It wasn't that she didn't love Beaulea, she really did, it was just that she felt as though it were swallowing her up, as though life were passing her by. She wanted to get out of the mountains if even just for a little while. She had never had the chance before now, but she might have found it with Scott Thorpe, he might be the ticket she needed to make her getaway. She knew that he liked her, he certainly looked at her as if he did, and she was going to use that for all she could. His girl friend might pose a problem though, but somehow, she didn't think so. Amanda Woods was beautiful and charming, but somehow Jassy didn't think that she loved Scott or he loved her. They had a strange relationship, she could tell that even in the short time she had known them, not at all like two lovers, but more, like some kind of partnership. If Scott made a play for her, Jassy wasn't going to stop him. For some reason she didn't think that Amanda would care, and not only that, but if Scott really loved her in the first place he wouldn't make a pass at another woman, would he? Yep, if the chance came along, she was going to grab it no matter what!
Her only real problem in that respect was going to be Dirk Mulligan. He had appointed himself her guardian the day her father had died, and she had accepted his help and friendship because she had needed it, but she had her own life to live now and she didn't need his help anymore. If she could make him understand that then she would have no more problems. She would go away with Scott when he left and that was that.
The pretty young blonde pulled her T-shirt down over her voluptuous tits and reached for the door knob. The first thing she had to do to make Scott like her was to get him the coffee she promised him, then, she would work on getting him to screw her. She could hardly wait!
CHAPTER THREE
The next morning was Sunday and Scott and Amanda were formally met by the Beaulea Mine manager and the other members of the town for a giant pancake breakfast after church. Then, with a select group of men, the two newcomers were given a tour of the main shaft and different levels of the mine.
Amanda and Scott listened attentively as the various workings of the mine were explained to them and the structure and names of the parts of the mine were explained. As far as Amanda was concerned, she smiled and appeared to be listening, but actually the words went in one ear and out the other,
Stope, adit, gallery, hell she didn't care what the shit they were called, to her they all added up to the same thing, a tunnel, a cave, a mine, a hole in the ground with tons and tons of dirt and rock between it and the sky. All she knew was that she wanted to get the hell out of it as soon as she could. She could tell that Scott felt that way too, but he was behaving himself real well so far, but she knew he wanted the 'grand' tour to end soon, especially because he might then get a chance to be alone with pretty little Jassy Newquay. She'd seen the way the blonde had been giving Scott the eye and she knew it too. Apparently the girl didn't care whether Scott had brought his girl friend along or not and that was just to Amanda's liking. That left her to make up some sort of lie about the relationship between her and Scott to Dirk that would go over well enough with him so that he would feel no moral restraint when she let him fuck her. And he was going to as soon as she could get him alone.
The ravishing redhead remembered sitting next to Dirk at breakfast this morning. Through all the welcoming speeches, through the cold pancakes, the undercooked bacon, Amanda had let her leg rub persistently against Dirk's knee. Not crudely, of course, but in such a way that she knew the handsome miner would wonder if it was happening on purpose. At the same time, nothing in her sophisticated manner or conversation revealed for a moment that she was making subtle contact under the table.
I think Dirk Mulligan's been with these country girls for much too long, she mused to herself as the claustrophobic mine tour continued. Such a waste. Such a strong, good-looking man, with that lovely thick sandy hair. I'll bet he's got a terrific cock, too!
The voluptuous redhead ambled slowly down the dark gallery as the tunnels were called, easing her way through the crowd toward Dirk and Jassy Newquay. She felt particularly good that morning, and felt it quite a challenge to her potent charms to insinuate herself closer to the rather withdrawn miner. As she got nearer to the tall, introspective man, she felt a little telltale tremor in the pit of her belly.
Mmmmmmmmm, she thought, little Amanda could sure use some nice hard fucking. She laughed inwardly at her own promiscuity, recalling that Scott had fucked her earlier that morning before they left for church. Good, but not as good as Dirk would be now, she mused, as the sultry beauty took Dirk's arm in a friendly manner and smiled brightly up at him.
'Must take a strong man to work down here, don't you think so, Jassy?' she asked, leaning over to whisper to the blonde girl, and at the same time letting her fingers sink into the unsuspecting miner's firm biceps.
'Oh, yes,' Jassy replied, breathlessly. 'A very strong man.' Yet, at the same time, she had begun to wonder just what the relationship between Randall Thorpe's son and his voluptuously self-assured girl friend was. Were they just good friends, as Scott had explained to her last night at dinner? Or were they more than that? After all, how could any woman not be attracted to the lean, dark-haired millionaire? How could any woman not want him?
She glanced somewhat resentfully at Dirk, still smarting from the 'little talks' he'd been having with her since her appearance in her short shorts the previous afternoon. How dare he treat me like a child? She thought. He has no right to treat me that way. He's not even related to me. And even if he were, she was old enough to take care of herself without his stupid interference. Just because he was an old friend of her father's before he had been killed, gave him no right to think he could boss her around. She was going to do exactly what she wanted to and he could just sit on it and twirl!
At that moment, a burst of conversation indicated to all of them that the tour was over, and soon after Scott broke free from the manager and made his way through the crowd towards them, self-confidence radiating from every pore.
'Greetings, folks,' he said, allowing his special twinkle to be directed toward Jassy.
'Enjoy the tour?' Dirk asked with apparent sincerity. Yet the young man could detect an undertone in the older man's voice that distinctly said: Stay away from Jassy Newquay. There was no question that Dirk was eager for Scott, the city-slicker, and Jassy to stay as far apart as possible, but as far as Scott was concerned, that was merely an extra, intriguing challenge to be overcome. Nothing was going to stop him from slipping his hot cock up into that pretty blonde's nice, tight little virgin cunt. And he knew that Amanda was only too eager to help him out, having her own designs on Dirk Mulligan.
'Dirk, let's go on up in the gig or elevator, or whatever you miners call it with the manager,' Amanda said, as if instinctively following Scott's train of thought. 'There are a few questions I'd like to ask if I may.'
'Sure,' he replied. He followed the vivacious redhead dutifully over to the lift, yet paused momentarily to shoot a backward warning glance to Jassy. 'I'll see you up top.'
'Sure,' she replied sweetly.
As soon as they were gone, Scott took her by the hand.
'I asked the manager to let you show me a little more of the mine. He said you could do it as well as any miner here. So, what do you say? Are you ready, beautiful? I can't wait to see the sights.'
'Yes… yes, of course,' she breathed, and taking his hand, she grabbed a lantern and led the way away from the miner's waiting area to go up in the lift and down to the lower level.***** Dirk had become furious when he discovered Jassy was taking Scott Thorpe on a private tour of the mine, and it took every ounce of Amanda's charms to convince him that he had nothing to fear. Now she hoped that the strong drinks she was making would
