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The Quarry

Copyright© 2026 by A Bad Attitude

Chapter 2

Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 2 - The first of a series of five stories about the lives and loves of people who work at a quarry. As usual, I had problems with the codes. No AI was involved in writing this story. The errors are all on me.

Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Fa/Fa   Mult   Age Gap   Consensual   Heterosexual   Fiction   Workplace   Paranormal   Cuckold   Sharing   Slut Wife   Wimp Husband   Swinging   Anal Sex   Double Penetration   Oral Sex   Squirting  

The big day finally arrived. Leslie and I were in Tony Green’s office. His conference room was all set up with a big screen tv set and a projector. There were copies of the spread sheets Sally and I had prepared, ice water pitchers and glasses and a snack tray with cheese and crackers. We hoped we had thought of everything.

We were sitting in Tony’s office when we heard a loud horn blasting out in the parking lot. There was a bus, I mean a big bus, like a Greyhound bus! Tony said, “I think the O’Sheas have arrived.” We walked out into the parking lot as the bus door opened and a very pretty older lady with red hair exited the bus. Tony offered his hand. she hugged him instead while saying she was so glad to see him again. He introduced Leslie and I. She shook our hands, as a big man in a cowboy hat, with his long hair pulled back into a ponytail down his back walked off the bus. He wore an eye patch over his left eye. I knew this was Captain Jack. He had been awarded a silver star, two bronze stars and two purple hearts during his time in the Marine corps. A true war hero; a walking talking monument to the horrors of war.

Next off the bus was another man as big as the Captain, he also wore a black cowboy hat. His hair was long and in a ponytail down his back. It was braided and tied off with what looked like a red ribbon. This guy did not smile when he shook our hands and was introduced as John, one of Captain Jack’s sons. He reminded me of a bodyguard the way he kept looking around. I imagined the bulge under his coat was a pistol. His hands were big and rough from hard work, and his face had a leathered look from long hours in the sun. When I looked at him, I felt my juices start to flow in my pussy and wondered if he had that effect on all women.

He was followed by a pretty red headed lady who was introduced as his wife. I think she noticed me looking at her husband.

Then off the bus came another of Captain Jack’s sons, Sean with his wife Barb. Sean was also big like John, but he was different in some way. He was dressed in slacks and a polo shirt, his hands were not rough and he seemed nice. Not intimidating like John. It was his wife that got my attention. She was obviously part black. She has caramel colored skin and green eyes. As we were introduced, we were told that both her and Sean were veterinarians.

The next off the bus was the youngest son, Tim. He was another carbon copy of his father. Tall, muscular and good looking. He was introduced as Dr. O’Shea, but when he shook my hand, he said, “That’s ‘doctor’ like in PhD. In education.”

Then I got another shock. He introduced me to his three wives, Lanny and Rebecca, (obviously twins) and Jesse. I looked at him and he just laughed and said, “We live on an Apache reservation in New Mexico, I always tell people it is a cultural thing.”

Then came two young women and another man. The first girl introduced herself as Peg and said, “I work with Grandma Ginger. You and I will get to know each other really well. This is my sister, Dove and our husband Joe O’Shea.”

 
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