The farm was about an hour or so from the gas station, and the whole trip was made on a dirt road. Initially, a wider, main dirt road, then using narrower and smaller paths, almost swallowed by the dense forest that occupied much of the region. The place was also higher than the city, being considerably cooler in the warmer months and quite cold in winter. At the end of April, they were experiencing the last days of a cold front, which made the weather chillier than usual for this time of the year. So much so that when they reached the farm, everyone was already wearing sweaters.
Amelie parked her car in front of a hut. It was a rustic building, with no electricity, built as a single room that served as bedroom and kitchen, with a doorless bathroom in one corner. This shed was used on the few occasions that someone of Amelie's family visited that remote site of the property. All in all, the cottage was comfortable and clean, but rather rustic. There was, of course, a larger and well-structured headquarters in another part of the property, relatively far from there.
Amelie offered to brew a cup of coffee and her friends accepted. It would be good to drink something warm to keep the cold out. She didn't knew Julie was already hot and aroused. Julie wanted to keep teasing Mark and was just waiting for the right moment.
So, while Amelie reached for the coffee powder and lit the fire, Julie went to a corner out of her view and lifted her blouse a little, showing her tits to Mark, caressing them lightly. The stiff nipples were the crowning glory of her firm breasts. She looked teasingly at Mark and stroked her breasts lustfully. Without letting out a sound, she moved her lips saying, "Do you want to lick them? Do you?" and made a horny expression, as if she was having her nipples licked. Mark was in Amelie's field of vision, so he was trying hard not to show anything, but the bulge in his pants already gave away his thoughts. He crossed his legs in order to hide his boner.
"I found it," Amelie announced. And Julie pulled herself together.
They talked for a few minutes while the coffee was being brewed and then while they drank. The smell of the drink filled the room dimly lit by the light of a densely overcast day. Amelie said that since the end of her marriage two years ago she had been single. She had been thinking about traveling a bit. She was now being prepared by her father to take over the business, especially the farms and the company, and she wanted to relax someplace else first. She thought about going back to Europe and visiting Amsterdam, or maybe doing something totally different and going to a beach in the Bahamas.
Julie had taken a trip to Europe and had been to London. Mark only had been out of the country once, to Chile. But both of them were excited and encouraged their friend to go on a trip. If they could, they would even go with her!
After coffee the three of them got into Mark's truck, leaving Amelie's car in the cabin. Then they drove along a narrow road to a small hydroelectric power station whose engine was reportedly malfunctioning. A drizzle was falling, making the grass wet and muddying the road. Lightnings on the horizon announced that a storm was on the way.
In the truck, Mark was driving and Amlie was beside him, showing the way. Julie sat in the back seat. She tried to sit in a position where she could clearly be seen by Mark in the rearview mirror, but not by Amelie. This was on purpose: she wanted to arouse Mark a little more.
Julie waited for the truck to start moving and sat up in front of the rearview mirror. Then, having made eye contact with Mark, she started touching herself on her breasts and thighs. She was touching herself hornily, but discreetly. Amelie shouldn't see what she was doing. Mark was trying not to miss Julie's movements while paying attention to the dirt road and talking to Amelie. He was almost monosyllabic.
After a few minutes of driving, they reached the end of the road. Mark stopped the car and they walked down a 50-meter path through a grove of tall, sprawling trees, with the ground covered in dry leaves. There was a pleasant scent in the air and the sound of the water brought tranquillity. The hydroelectric plant was a small, old building next to a dam on a stream. On one side there was an engine room, a windowless chamber in which one person could fit, with a closed door. A few dials were installed on the side wall.
Julie opened the door and found a rudimentary mechanism for generating electricity from propellers driven by the creek flow.
She asked Amelie to stand outside, telling her every forty-five seconds what number a certain meter was showing. Julie knelt down to get a better viewing position of the gears. Mark took one look at that spectacular ass Julie had, but decided to move away, as nothing could be done there, and kept walking nearby, watching and listening to the waterfall.
After a while, Julie called out to Mark.
"Come here, I need you to hold the light for me."
In the meantime Amelie shouted the dial marking
"12".
Mark took the flashlight and walked to the little door, passing behind Amelie and suddenly appearing behind Julie.
Then the young man`s heart almost stopped.
Julie was on all fours, pants pulled down to her knees, lace panties mid-thigh, wet pussy spread open, and a perky ass with a cute little asshole in plain view.
"Light it up for me," she said, looking with a naughty face at him. Then she ran her tongue over her lips and lowered her hand to her pussy.
