The Quarry
Copyright© 2026 by A Bad Attitude
Chapter 2: The Farm
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 2: The Farm - 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
After stopping for lunch, then another 4 hours on the bus we arrived at the family farm. This house is amazing! It must be 200 years old! But it is in great shape. It looks old, but it is freshly painted and there are no signs of wood rot or decay. It has been very well maintained.
There are lots of hugs and, “see you in the morning” exchanges as my family get into their cars and head off to their own houses. We retrieve our suitcases and walk into the house as the bus drove off.
The inside is even more impressive than the outside. There is no old house smell. Everything is fresh and clean. I am immediately drawn to the family photo wall. Very impressive.
“We will have to find a picture of you and a place to hang it up there,” said Captain Jack.
I smile at him and think maybe I should start calling him father. Then decide no, I have heard his sons call him Captain and refer to him as Captain Jack so Captain Jack it is. We go off into the kitchen. It is big and modern. This is Grandma Becky’s domain. She immediately takes charge and asks if we want anything to eat. She is preparing coffee for the Captain. He goes to the barn to check on the horses while the coffee is brewing.
“Sit and let’s talk while we wait on the coffee. It feels good to have someone in the house again. Since Joe finished their house and Dove and Peg moved out it is just your father, Ginger and me. You and Kim are welcome to stay as long as you want.”
“I want to be part of this family. I feel like I need that at this point in my life. It’s like this fills a part of me that I am missing.”
Captain Jack walks back in at that moment and sits at the table. Momma Becky calls Kim and Momma Ginger to come for coffee and we all sit and drink while Captain Jack talks about one of his mares and her foal. Then Momma Becky tells us what she is going to prepare for supper and Kim and I head off to our room.
We unpack our suitcases and get into more comfortable clothes. As we lay on the bed resting from the long bus ride Kim says, “You are really enjoying this aren’t you?”
“Yes!”
In about 30 minutes I heard Momma Becky in the kitchen starting supper, so I went down and helped. After eating we all went to watch a little television then off to bed.
As I lay holding Kim, we could hear sounds coming down the hall from my father’s room. It sounded like they were having a welcome home party! Kim remarked that you never get too old to play around.
The next morning started early. I had slept the best sleep of my entire life that night. It was so quiet! Just crickets and an occasional cow calling her calf.
I was up and dressed before Kim even woke up. I could hardly wait to start my first day on the farm.
John was in the kitchen drinking coffee with the Captain and Momma Becky was making breakfast. They greeted me and asked what I had planned for today.
“Nothing, really,” was my reply.
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