Farm Girl Amy Pt 18

As soon as Sloan entered the house she ran upstairs. Amy, Miranda, Roy and Matthew were downstairs in the living room talking. Matthew was drawing pictures and Amy was feeding Miranda a bottle. Amy was happy to see me back and wondered how things went. I could only speak in code in front of Matthrew, but I am sure she understood.

I told Roy that two of his friends had new jewelry and I think he understood the coded message. To what degree of jewelry, I don't think he understood. He was curious to find out as he said he would go visit them. Amy started to laugh.

I asked if my dad Morrison or mother Miriam had been seen. Amy blushed and advised they only left their bedroom for a short time and then returned.

A farm is a 24/7 job. I had never known my father to not get things done. I asked Amy if I could go check and make things were still "running fine" with my dad's absence. A quick drive around the cattle pens and fields and all the employees were hard at work. After two hours I returned home to see Miranda asleep in Amy's arms and Matthew showing Amy how to rope a footstool.

Amy stated I should go check on Anna and Sloan as she winked at me.

I walked up to my bedroom to find Anna and Sloan passed out on my bed. Both naked, sweaty, and asleep. I decided to not wake them and checked on Amber. Amber was watching television and laughing. She too was naked and sitting in the bed. I picked up some empty plates and glasses. I told Amber to get dressed and we would go clothes shopping. Amber stated "Okay."

As I walked past my parents' bedroom their door opened. My father Morrison was rubbing his eyes and was dressed in jeans and a flannel shirt. My mother Miriam's hair was unkept and she had tied her robe together haphazardly. I told her to secure it better as Amy was downstairs. My father Morrison winked at me and walked away. He too was walking a little bow legged this morning. My mother Miriam looked more tired then when Miranda had been sick for 7 days straight as a baby.

I put the dishes in the sink and went to talk with Amy. My mother took Miranda and thanked Amy for watching her children. Amy was happy to spend time with the kids. She was the youngest of her family and had not yet had any nephews or nieces to play with. I told Amy we were going clothes shopping with Amber. My mother Miriam named several stores we should check out. My dad Morrison named a couple of lingerie shops we should stop by. My mother Miriam slugged him in the shoulder.

Amber came downstairs wearing some of Sloan's clothes. They were plain jeans and a tank top shirt. I gave her one of my thick cotton flannel shirts and we walked to my K-5.

Amy was wearing the same dress as the previous day. Prior to helping her in the K-5 Amy pulled down her panties again, handed them to me and climbed in the back seat. Amy stated she wanted to let Amber sit up front. Amber looked at Amy and I with a confused look. I said nothing but helped Amber climb into the lifted truck.

Amy asked if I was going to make Amber pay the price to ride in my K-5. I explained my rule and Amber pulled off her bra and hung it up without a fuss. As we drove, I could see Amber's nipples straining the tank top. Amy in the back seat kept pulling her dress higher and higher to show off her pussy. I adjusted my rearview mirror to get a better look. It was difficult to drive with such a distraction.

Amy told me we should drive to Claire's women clothing store. It was a ranching store that specialized in clothes for the female farmer, truck driver, and cowgirl. Amber only liked their boots, hats, and shiny accessories. She did not like the clothes much. We bought 3 pairs of boots and one hat. She also bought 5 pairs of earrings.

The next shop had clothes for the younger generation. Lots of tank tops, tube tops, skirts, dresses, and sandals. They were very bright colors and skimpy. Amber enjoyed the shop and we left with 5 bags of clothes. On the way to the last store, we drove past the tattoo shop. Amber wanted to stop in and check it out. She stated she always wanted to get a tattoo or something pierced. It would be awkward to go in there again so soon, so I told her 'How about another day?'

Amber pouted but we drove to the last store, Victoria's Secret. Amy and Amber treated the place like it was their gold rush. They were trying things on, running around, and throwing dozens of items in their bags. I sat in a chair next to the changing rooms. Amber asked me for advice and opened the door.

My advice was not a necessity as she was just teasing me. She had on nothing. She was naked. Half the store saw her as she opened the door standing there in just a smile and the boots, I had just bought her. She giggled and closed the door. I could hear the girls whispering between the stalls. I decided to move a little further away from the fitting rooms and walked towards the entrance. A beautiful black-haired girl was arranging panties.

You know I have a thing for panties. We began talking and I learned she attended the local community college. She talked about wanting to be an accountant. That sounded like the most boring job in the world.

I heard Amy's voice calling me. I told her to come find me. She walked out wearing a half cup bra with her tits exposed, thong panties, a garter belt, and thin see through stockings. Amy was embarrassed to walk halfway through the store to find me as men who were with their wives or girlfriends stared. The employee stated she liked the outfit as I agreed with her. Amy giggled and ran back to the changing room.

The employee asked if that was my sister. I stated, 'no. My girlfriend.'

She seemed confused and asked about the "other girl."

I had a hard time explaining that, so I stated it was a friend from out of town. Her luggage was stolen so we needed to buy some new clothes. My excuse was the airline was paying for her new clothes since they lost them. The employee bought my explanation but was curious why Amber kept flashing me or exiting the changing room naked.

After buying several thousand dollars' worth of items at Victoria's Secret we headed home. But of course, one last stop was needed. Amber wanted to buy some food for the house. I explained we had a huge pantry full of everything she could want. Amber stated, "junk food."

How could Amber eat junk food and look like her. She was lean and hot. We went into the grocery store and bought a cart full of items. While in the produce aisle Amber kept grabbing dick shaped vegetables and asking Amy, "this big?" any chance she got.

Amy would always say, "No. Bigger" with a sideways glance at me.

I understood the joke and let them have their fun.

After we left with a cartful of junk, we loaded up the K-5 and headed home. It took 10 trips to get all of Amy and Amber's bags inside the house. Sloan was awake and Anna was showing off her dancing skills trying to teach Sloan some new moves in my bedroom. Not that she needed them. Anna was still naked and slithering around in my bedroom. Sloan was dressed in one of my large T-shirts again trying to copy Anna.

I asked Amy if she was willing to go check out "The Mason house" with me. I wanted to see what I would need to get the place operational. Amy agreed, grabbed a notebook, and several pens. I grabbed the keys for the house. Dad had them on a key ring labeled "mansion."

It was only 5 a mile drive to the house. But you could see the place due to its size. It was 5 stories tall, had a large circular driveway with a 20-foot-tall water feature and pond in the middle of the driveway, huge iron gates, and large flowering cherry trees along the entrance.

The cobble stone driveway was annoying as you had to drive slowly, or it would rattle your whole vehicle. Amy was astonished and stated it had been several years since she had seen the mansion.

The Mason family had gone bankrupt building the mansion at the wrong time. The couple of years after building it were difficult and they had to sell the farm. My father had no interest in the mansion but wanted the farmland and water from the quarry that went with it. The house was built far off to the north of the fields. It made it difficult to get anywhere fast due to its location.

Amy and I unlocked the giant front door and entered the mansion. The entryway alone was big enough to put my whole dad's house inside. It had double stairwells and spiraled up the walls. Each doorway was at least 10 feet wide. The rooms had been covered in oak, mahogany, and other expensive panels. I had trouble counting all the rooms, bathrooms, and bedrooms. Amy kept a list as we walked around the mansion.

We finally found the kitchen. Or should I say both kitchens. A large kitchen big enough to have 40 people inside cooking. It was the main kitchen and was decked out in granite, quartz, and marble. The second kitchen must have been built for daily use and was much smaller. Amy looked through all the drawers and cupboards.

We began to investigate the "entertainment space." There was a very formal billiards lounge with large green table, an old school bar and fireplace. A cinema with 40 plush chairs, a game room with every known arcade game, bar game, and table game. And finally, Amy's favorite place was the basement. I had to find the right key to unlock the elevator as I could not unlock the large red leather embossed door.

The right key was found, the button was pushed for the basement, and we went down. It was very surreal as it opened up to an adult themed bar, dance floor, and had 15-foot-high ceilings with professional lighting. It looked like a dance club you would see in movies. 200 people could easily occupy the space. Along one wall was a 100-foot-long bar. Hundreds of bottles of alcohol were stacked against the mirrored wall. The other wall had 10 stripper poles with mirrors. The poles were set up on a platform 6 feet off the ground. When the dancers were performing you would have a very nice view from below.

Amy asked about the last door. It was like the red leather embossed door that I could not find a key for. Luckily this one was not locked. Amy pushed the door open and gasped. It was a red plush carpet adult orgy room. There were 4 post beds lining the walls. There were dozens of red plush upholstered couches with places to tie rope to, there were large gold rings hanging from the ceiling where you could tie up a woman and hang her. Then there were black nylon restraints, whips, rope, adult toys new in their packaging, and Amy's favorite find. Dozens of high end 4k cameras, digital cameras, and lighting equipment.

Amy stated "I have watched some porn in my life. But, this place is crazy."

None of the items looked used. The beds were made, the couches were clean, and it looked like everything had been set up, the doors were closed, and then the place was sold.

Amy showed me her list of items we needed. It consisted of linens, cleaning supplies, food, clothing, and toilet paper. Other than those items the house was fully furnished. In total there were 15 bedrooms, 20 full bathrooms, 1 half bathroom, 5 living room/sitting rooms, a huge formal dining room, 4 game rooms, dance club, and orgy room.

We had not even made it to the attached 5 car garage or the back yard.

When we opened the door to the garage Amy gasped again. It was already full of cars. 3 classic and 2 brand new. Amy ran over to a red classic Corvette. She was gently touching it and talking about it as though she knew everything about it. Amy looked at me and stated "dibs". I laughed loudly.

The garage was decked out with tools, lifts, repair racks, and lighting. Even though there was 5 garage doors you could have easily an additional 25 cars. The garage was very large and deep.

A black Camero with a large blower sticking out of the hood was next followed by a blue Chevelle. Each looked fully restored and ready for a car show. The two brand new cars were a Land Rover and a red Ferrari. I was not into foreign cars, so I knew very little about them. Amy only had eyes for the Corvette.

I told Amy to take off her clothes and pose with the car. She instantly stripped and climbed around on the hood, stretching her legs, arching her back, and sticking out her ass. She made a great car model. It made me wonder where she learned it all. She must have read my mind because she stated "my dad's garage is plastered with the fold out section of his monthly car magazine. Each one has a naked model posing with a car." Amy stated she was never embarrassed or shy about their presence. She looked at each one carefully.

I got 20 great pictures of Amy and the car. I reminded myself to bring extra tall high heeled shoes and a bottle of baby oil for the next photo session.

As we began to leave the garage, Amy made no attempt to get dressed. She walked into the house naked carrying her notebook. We checked out the back patio. It was at least 4,000 square feet of concrete with a large outdoor kitchen and bar. Both were covered with a post and beam building. A large pool was set back from the patio. It was empty and filled with leaves.

I don't know much about pools, but it was massive. I saw three different hot tubs, two massive rock features, and two slides. Amy stated, "this will do."

I can only guess the cost of the pool and the maintenance. It also looked like it would take a week to clean and get ready for next year. Amy pointed to a glass enclosure above us. It was a walk-out deck from one of the bedrooms on the second floor and it had been encased in glass. I told her it was likely a glass sunroom for cold days. We had missed it on our previous walk through.

Looking out past the pool was endless fields, the quarry was above us slightly and 500 yards away, and a large amount of forest was north of us. At least 10,000 acres of forest, trees, creeks, and wild nature had been left untouched. I saw it as a chance to ride motorcycles. Amy told me I should leave it untouched.

I heard two voices from behind us. We turned around to find her two sisters, Di and Julie walking through the house. I did not expect them here. They stated they went by the house and were told we were at the Mason House.

Julie stated we should change it to "Marks fuck pad." But I told her we needed to work on the name. Amy and Di giggled. Julie and Di asked Amy if they could hang out with us. Amy stated, "Sure. But one rule. You must be naked if you're are a woman."

Di and Julie shrugged and undressed. I thought maybe we should change the name from The Mason house to The Sagging' Pad.

Di and Julie demanded a tour. Amy and I had no choice but to walk the entire mansion again. This time it was much more entertaining. Di and Julie would dive into every bed, they would jump on every mattress, and they would roll around on each carpet to test its softness.

Previously when Amy and I toured the master bedroom, closet and bathroom it was to list the missing items. This time with her sister's help it was a lot more fun. They were chasing each other around the large bed, they were throwing pillows, and in the bathroom they were both lying in the huge soaking tub. They were acting like the tub was full of water and yelling for their butlers to bring them things.

Julie and Di had no interest in the garage but were dead set to never leave the "red orgy" room. Julie stated "Tie me up. Hang me in the middle of the room. Spread my legs, fuck me, and never let me down."

Di was even more crude. She stated she would don a collar, wrist restraints, ankle restraints, and crawl around as a "bitch in heat blowing every guy she saw." Di stated she intended to "eat and live off of semen alone." Di too was adamant she intended to never leave the "red orgy" room.

Amy and I just looked at each other boringly to mess with them but they did have a point.

This place would be an epic party house. I had never been to the Playboy Mansion, but this place had to rival it after lots of cleaning.

Amy stated if we got started now with 10 people it would be ready by June 1. I laughed and stated, "only 10 months?"

I began to think more logically, what about the sewer/septic, the heating, the cooling, the water, the roof, and all the other things that could go wrong. What if the electricity was installed incorrectly, what about the showers. Did any leak? I felt that my dad Morrison must have thought the same way. It dawned on me. Either my dad Morrison had toured this place and found it too much to handle or he did not know the full extent of the mansion.

If he had his own Harem House down the road what was the use? He could have moved the whole thing into his basement and skipped the drive.

I told Amy, Di, and Julie about my suspicions about the Harem House. They advised they too had heard stories about the place but had never been invited or attended. It was getting late, and I told Amy we should secure the place and leave. Di and Julie complained as they were having "too much fun."

They all got dressed and we walked outside. I grabbed two iPhones from my K-5 and gave them to Julie and Di. They were very happy as they too could not afford one. I made no mention that I had full access to the phones. Julie and Di gave me each a kiss and called me "sweet." They got in their car and left. Amy too stated it was nice of me to give them phones.

I told Amy I intended to hire more employees. Amy asked who I had in mind. I told her, "Your sisters." Amy laughed and stated they were a handful. They worked at a bank and the school administration. Neither position paid well, and they still lived at home. I advised I would pay them the same as Sloan and Brie.

Amy stated, "you don't need my permission. Do it. Move them in. At least they will be fun to watch."

Amy was right. They would be fun and entertaining to watch but I wondered what hazards they may also bring.

I used my phone and called Julie's new phone. She answered and I told her to come back. Seconds later her car came roaring back. Julie and Di jumped out and in unison stated, "You miss us?"

I told them of my plans to move into the Mason house the next day. I told them they were hired as my employees; it was full-time 24/7 work, they would be paid 50k each, and the other benefits. They would be "working models." I explained that according to Sloan's contract they would be required to meet physical fitness goals, they would not be allowed to exceed the required weight restrictions, and other restrictions.

They could quit at any time and were required to live at the Mason house full time.

Di asked about transportation. I told her I would provide her with a car of my choosing for each of them.

Julie and Di whispered back and forth for several minutes. They asked Amy if she was okay with the arrangement, and she stated "He's mine. I'm not jealous. Sounds like a good deal to me."

Di asked one last question, "What about improvements? Who pays?" as she jiggled her tits with her hands.

Amy snickered while I stated, 'I pay. I chose the size, I chose the shape, I decide the work.'

Di and Julie stated "deal" and we shook hands. I went and unlocked the front door to the Mason house and told them to start moving in right now. They ran to their car and left in a hurry. Amy and I went back inside to make sure the furnace was on and set to a normal temperature and there was working hot water.

It was now dinnertime and I asked Amy if she would eat with us again at my parents' house. Amy asked if she could another night. She wanted to check in with her dad and sisters and stay home tonight. I drove Amy home and dropped her off in her driveway.

I returned home and told my father Morrison that Brie, Julie, and Di would be coming around to sign employee paperwork when they got a chance. Morrison nodded weakly. I believed his all-day romping and rolling in the bedroom had exhausted him.