When I was 21, I moved to Hawaii with my Father's family to help out with the family Orchid farm in Kapoho. A little bit about myself at that time. I was trying to get away from the hustle and bustle of Orange County, California. I was surfing a lot, so it was a natural move for me.
I was five foot ten inches and weighed one hundred and forty-five pounds.
While on the farm, I found I needed to find other work to make a little extra cash. My family would be out of town for the upcoming weekend. I thought that this would be a good time to get some extra work in. Opening up the newspaper to the classifieds, I called the first add I saw. A gentleman answered the phone. The man's name was john, after speaking to each other for a while he said he could use me for the day and came over to the farm to pick me up.
He was driving a beet up, old red pickup truck, when he arrived. I introduced myself and jumped into the passenger side and we were off. We spoke to each other on the drive, all the while getting to know one another. His property was a good twenty miles away. A half hour later, we drove on to his property. On arrival, I noticed a small travel trailer and a rock outline of the house foundation next to it. With another little, old looking shack on the other side of the lot.
We worked are butts off. He on a tractor and I, moving rocks by hand. Five hours went by very fast. We were exhausted, filthy dirty with cinder dust and dried sweat sticking to our bodies as we walked over to the small travel trailer, he called for the workday to be done. John walked into the trailer and came out holding a nice joint and asked if I partake? With a smile, I lit the joint and inhaled deeply. Handing it back to him, he took a fake hit, which I noticed right away, then handed it back to me, I took another gracious toke. I felt really high, really fast. Then he asked me if I would like to use the shower? Of course, I said. The sender was starting to burn my skin. He led me to the small wood shed. Before John opened the door, I mentioned to him that the weed was strong, and I had a strange feeling buzz from it. He turned and smiled, asking if I was okay. I just smiled back at him.
The shed was built over a natural hot spring that he used to heat the water for the shower. John opened the door, stepped inside and took off his shorts, he was naked. Feeling really strange from the weed, and not wanting to be rude, I asked if it would be okay for me to take off my shorts? "Of course." John said. I untied my shorts which dropped to the ground like a sweaty rock, I forgot that I had my boy panties on under my shorts and when I bent over to pick up the dirty shorts, to put them on the hanger, I noticed him smirk a bit. I don't know what came over me at that moment, but I felt a little naughty, being the submissive little girl I knew I was, when wearing almost nothing, I turned away giving John the full view of my bubble butt. I pulled the panties down slowly, bending over, facing away from John, I stepped out of them trying to keep them from touching the ground, then hung them over the shorts.
At the time, I was as naïve and innocent as the next. The fact that I was feeling very frisky must have been due to smoking some of the joint. I had never in my life tried to tease a man before. John showed me into the dark the room as my eyes adjusted to the darkness John asked me to sit on the couch like seating of smooth cinder rocks. It was very comfortable. He got into the showering area and started rinsing himself off, then John looked at me sitting there waiting, he suggested I lay myself out on the rocks, letting me know it was very comfortable. Of course, I did as asked and realized, it was very comfy.
