Date: Wed, 30 Sep 2020 09:56:28 +0200 From: Lolo Lolo Subject: Megan's journey chapter 6 Chapter 6 Megan drove straight to the farm. She decided to drive to the garage and have a crisp walk from there to the house. She stopped and jumped out her car. She was invigorated. The day had turned out better than she had hoped. She couldn't wait to do some research. She parked and left the keys in the car. The driver would park it. The house was quite a distance away and she took a slight jog to it. Memories of the embarrassment and fear of her previous walk came flooding back. She stopped in her tracks. She felt the tingling between her legs. Realization dawned. She had actually enjoyed the little escapade. She had felt embarrassed and degraded but deep down she realized that she had actually enjoyed the danger and thrill of getting caught. Malcom had read her even though she herself had no idea it's what she would enjoy. It seemed that he knew her better than she knew herself. The house was still a distance away and she looked back at the garages. There didn't appear to be a soul in sight. The work staff must be out on the farm and the driver probably in one of the garages shining up one of dad's cars. The gardens were in immaculate condition but it didn't appear as if any of the gardeners was around. Her only worry was the butler. He always seemed to be lurking around the door and would sometimes open the door to them as soon as they started ascending the front door porch steps. The back door was out. That led into the kitchen and there is always someone there. Even late at night the chef or assistants would be there preparing for the next day. Looking around one more time to make sure that there was nobody; she quickly pulled off the dress. Yet again only in the tiny bikini she took a tentative step towards the house. Her heart was racing and the beating was thunderous in her ears. Her excitement was clearly visible with the quick rising and falling of her chest. The slight breeze brought goose bumps to her skin and a slow heat was rising within her. The naughtiness of her act bringing a thrill she had rarely felt. She took another step towards the house and forced herself not to break into a run for cover. Deliberately she walked slowly to the side of the house. She stayed far away from any sort of cover allowing fate to guide her. she would have nowhere to run if she was discovered. She realized that that was the most thrilling act of her current situation. Subconsciously her mind creamed at her to put her dress back on, which she was carrying in her hand. She blatantly ignored this nagging inner voice. The house loomed closer and closer. Her walk being undisturbed and she finally reached the side of the house. She sagged with her back against the house and exhaled. She hadn't realized it but the last few steps she had held her breath. She looked down her body and found that her excitement was showing clearly in her breasts. The bikini bottoms had yet again pulled into her pussy lips and she felt as much as she saw the wetness on her outer lips. She was extremely horny. She once again glanced around and still it was quiet. She dropped the dress on the ground making sure once again of no presence and she reached behind her back. With one pull she undid the knot behind her back. The string fell to the front and with it pulled the little triangles off her nipples and the top settled between her perky breasts. She softly ran her long fingernails over her nipples. A sensation of pleasure and shivers ran up and down her spine culminating between her legs. She took one pert nipple between her thumb and index finger and squeezed softly at first and then with increasing pressure rolled it between her fingers. Her other hand traced over her other nipple and then down her breast. The pressure increased the shivers and Megan purposely ran her fingernails over her rib cage, down her flat tummy and over her exposed pubic area. She closed her hand into a fist and pushed down on her pubic bone. It brought new shivers and new sensations into her body and her mind was flooded with endorphins. She was whining but even though her ears heard it her mind was too far gone to register the noises. Her whole body turned into a bag of sensations as her fist slipped over her pubic bone and exerted force onto her wet slit. Her folds pushed onto her clit and a mini orgasm rocked her. She no longer had any conscious thought and her fist moved as if on auto pilot. She exerted more and more force onto her nipple and slit and her folds parted over her opening as her fist forced down on it. She turned her hand and her knuckles covered her clit and opening. With wilful force she rubbed over them both and her orgasm rocked her body and with her legs no longer being able to support her she slid down the rough plaster. Her body racked with shivers as the orgasmic waves passed through her. She refused to release her nipple or the pressure on her pussy and a second smaller orgasm depleted her strength. It was a long time before she trusted her legs again. Her bikini bottoms were soaked as she hadn't even bothered to remove them. She pulled the small triangle and string out of her folds and took the top off completely. Her dress was lying next to her and her arse was itching from the grass. She got dressed and tried to straighten the creases out as best she could. She walked around the house and as she approached the steps the door was opened and the butler welcomed her back home. She felt her blush and he said nothing as she walked past him. She immediately headed to her room and showered sure that anyone would be able to smell her sex. After a hot shower she dressed and grabbed her laptop. She made herself comfortable on her bed and fired it up. It was time for research.