After dinner on Nikki Armstrong's first night in the farming and mining servicing town of Thompson, situated around 225 miles south-west of Sydney, her host Duke Caine insisted Nikki call home to tell her mom where she was and what she was doing.
"Mom will hit the roof when she finds I have left Sydney and when I tell her I got your phone number from Angela, and you invited me to stay with you, she'll keep on asking questions until she squeezes everything out of me."
"What's wrong with that? You are twenty-three, an adult, and are entitled to screw me if you wish and your mother will know that. Actually she might even remember meeting me. You have to ride through that and not lose your cool too much but remain confident and unyielding. When she knows she's screwed everything out of you she'll ask to speak to me."
"No, I can't do it."
"If you don't then forget about sleeping with me."
"Duke don't be such a bastard. If we stay low she'll never know."
"So you have no respect for your mother and no gratitude toward her since she gave birth to you and reared you?"
"Christ Duke, you are so unfair pressuring me like this."
Duke smiled, knowing he was winning. "I'll tell you what Nikki, forget about me asking to call your mom and being honest with her."
"Thank Christ for that," Nikki sighed.
"All I ask is for you to do the right thing."
Her relaxing look vanished and she glared.
"You bastard." Her shoulders slumped.
Fifteen minutes later when Duke was drying the roasting dish, Nikki called, "I'm making the call now. Come hold my hand."
Duke walked into the room and stopped. Nikki was bare to the waist.
"Christ what are you doing?"
She smiled. "Would you like to get your mouth buried into this pair? The truth please."
"Well yeah."
"Oh Duke your bubbling enthusiasm really excites me. You used the same tone as if replying after I'd asked you the time or to empty the trash can."
"Nikki you are making me nervous. I replied cautiously in case you were setting a trap. Of course I want to lick and saliva all over your tits and belly, lick and bite your pussy and bang you till your ears are ringing and your eyes are popping."
Nikki's face and neck coloured hugely and she said hoarsely, "Steady on Duke, you're making me all hot and bothered and mom will ask have I just had sex."
Duke grinned and said then why did she display her tits?
"Because I want you to see what you'll miss if we don't handle this phone call well and mom orders me home immediately or say she'll never wish to see me again."
"Do parents still excommunicate their kids these days?"
"Of course they do and the misdeeds have intensified in both number and seriousness over the decades."
"Well why not just phone your mother and deal with an actual potential crisis instead of us dwelling on worse-case scenarios?"
"I agree so give me mom's phone number."
"What are you getting at? I have no idea of you mother's phone number or why you are asking me for it."
"It really was a test. You expect to have lots of sex with me and yet you don't know anything about me and don't even have my mother's phone number."
"Right," Duke snorted. "Let's agree here and now we'll not have sex for thirty days, the pause being used to find out about each other and for me to memorize your mother's phone number."
Nikki looked dismayed. "Um Duke let's just forget about what I just said. I'm phoning mom right now."
Duke sat beside Nikki and pulled her against him and began playing with one of her breasts. She'd not covered them up. The both watched the nipple begin to stiffen under the attention it was received and then she connected through to her mom.
Duke began licking the nipple and Nikki began sweating.
"I met him at a Building Trades Show in Sydney, remembering he was the Aussie who was Angela's uncle. You must remember him; you met him when he visited Ashburton about seven years ago with his parents. His mom and Angela's mom are sisters. He's been back twice since then."
"I can't say I do."
"Tall, almost blond curly hair, great tan and very good looking. He's thirty-four now." "Oh yes, vaguely."
"Well he's an electrical contractor," Nikki lied. "I was on the train going to Dubbo for a look around when I saw him on the station at a place called Orange. On the spur of the moment I jumped off and greeted him and the train moved off and I couldn't get back on. He just laughed and said I could also get a train later if there was one or the next day but why not come and visit Thompson where he lives and is doing some work for a gold mining company."
"That is a very strange and rather irresponsible thing to do darling."
"Well I loved Thompson and returned to Sydney to collect my things and have just shifted into Duke's home. He has a pal who's an architect and I have already been hired for full time work," Nikki said, continuing to lie.
"Who else lives in the house with Duke?" Nikki's mother asked suspiciously.
"Oh Misty."
"Darling I don't like the sound of this at all. I..."