It was that time of the year again to brush the cobwebs of the old Leyland four wheel drive and give it the once over before we headed off into the surrounding scrub to pick wild Limes. The yearly ritual was great fun we always seem to pick enough to feed an army. Julie made chutneys, marmalade and jams, not to mention the fabulous desserts she would whip up. The Leyland wasn't a fantastic vehicle the rust seemed to eat away a little more of the body each year taking over the desert coloured paint however the motor was always reliable and since we inherited the 1960 four wheel drive when we brought the place, there was no reason to complain.
This year would be different as Linda was joining us on our expedition, I did not know how I felt about the whole thing it was something that Julie and I always enjoyed together, I didn't see the point in making any waves Linda seemed so excited about it and there would always be other years for Julie and I to continue the tradition.
I pulled the Leyland up at the front steps, I left the motor running whilst I went inside to fetch Julie and Linda, the old beast needed a little time to warm up. The girls were still upstairs getting organised I called out to them to hurry up as I wouldn't wait much longer and I would go off by myself, I put the last of the gear in the back as Julie and Linda wandered out. Julie was wearing her traditional Lime picking clothes,
a pair of faded blue jeans scarcely held together by frayed threads, her smooth arse cheeks showing through the holes in the seat of her pants, her white Singlet so tight it could barely hold her firm pert breasts in. Linda was wearing pink chequered hot pants that hugged her firm buttocks and a matching shirt that tied up at the front and gapped enough for me to see she was not wearing a bra. I made a passing comment that Linda looked like a hillbilly, she smiled with one of those your really can be a jack ass sometimes smiles and climbed into the back of the vehicle.
I jumped into the driver's seat I couldn't wait to drive in the scrub along the dirt roads, I sped down our driveway onto the road and turned down the small dirt track that led to the wild Lime trees, the girls constantly teasing me about the levels of testosterone I was oozing. The dirt roads were never up kept and after every winter the potholes were bigger, I was in my element.
I noticed as I bounced the car over each hole Julie and Linda squirmed in their seats trying to get their bums comfortable, at first I thought that the roads were a little rough but after awhile I noticed Linda in the rear vision mirror, she was biting her lip and closing her eyes, I looked over at Julie and she had spread her legs, her hands pushed hard against her knees forcing her to lean forward, I stopped the four wheel drive. "Hey what's going on with you guys? I asked. My question startled them both as if it had awoken them from a trance; Julie and Linda showed me the identical compact remote controls in their hands. "These are for our vibrating butt plugs we are wearing," Julie said. "I have Julie's control and she has mine," Linda confirmed.
For the rest of the afternoon as we picked the wild Limes both girls zapped each other like little kids playing Cowboys and Indians, one would give the other a quick vibrate and then they would increase the speed until one of them would give in easing off on the remote control. We had picked as much as we could fit into the four wheel drive, and I was packing up ready to go home when Julie and Linda both announced that we were not going anywhere until the yearning in their arses had been quenched.