In the year 2000 I was twenty four years old and was on a round the world trip with a friend from England where we both originated from.
This trip took us "Down under" you can work out which Country yourself, however this is a true story and I will keep some things vague because i have no wish to embarrass anyone after the passage of time.
Me and my friend Paul stepped off the bus into the beautiful countryside of a Beautiful Island.
Both of us had been travelling now for over a year and had been working our way around the world doing various jobs.
When we first arrived on this Island we began looking for work fruit picking. We were told at the Bus stop of a little backpackers way out in the countryside on the Pacific coast, so we boarded another Bus and soon we arrived at the gravel driveway of the said Backpackers, it was a scorching summer's day.
On arriving we walked up to the reception desk that was crowded with other backpackers from all over the world.
I noticed one woman working behind the desk who looked stressed at the incoming hordes of travellers, i couldn't help noticing straight away how attractive she looked standing there.
Around 5'5 in height slimish build, short dark hair in a small ponytail, around 45 years old very pretty, nice teeth, she was wearing a short skirt that was well above her knees, a tight sleeveless gym top which showed off her ample breasts, you just could not help look at them.
When she turned around with her back to us i got a good look at her nice thick legs legs which were bronzed by the sun she wore flip flops on her feet.
Then my turn in the line came to ask her if there was accomodation available.
Thankfully for both me and Paul there was. I also asked her if there was any work fruit picking, she told us that she would ask her Husband and that when i came to the desk next day he would tell me.
As she told me all this i gave her a good close up look and she looked even better two foot away than she did from ten foot away she resembled a weather presenter called L*cy xxx.
Both me and Paul had steady girlfriends but we were happy to be away from them so neither of us had had any sex for a month, it's fair to say our balls were overflowing in frustration.
We walked along up the path to our new accomodation it was well away from all the other backpackers it was essentially a shed that slept four people in two bunk beds.
But me and Paul were the only ones in it for now. Behind was an old sofa and a lean-to roof giving some form of shelter in the rain or sun.
As i began unpacking my Rucksack Paul went off to the shop so i was left alone lacing up my work boots sitting on the decking.
Not long after i heard the sound of footsteps walking along the path towards our new "home" i was expecting to meet some other new backpacker but as i looked up i was surprised to see it was the Lady from the reception desk.
She introduced herself as Jasmine, Jas, for short.
As she did she told me she had asked her husband about work and that although he had no fruit picking work he did have some other work 'if we were interested'.
I noticed she had a slight accent as she spoke, she told me she was originally from Hungary but had lived here for twenty years.
As she was saying this she went to sit down on the old sofa as she sat down we both heard a crunching sound she stood up again and she lifted up the Cushion and pulled out the offending item which was a Porn mag that Paul had been reading before he went to the shop.
This was highly embarrassing to say the least, he'd left it on the center spread which was a woman being Dp'ed by two men as another man watched in 'Horror', the funny thing however was the way she looked at it, in fact she really looked at it.
Most people would have put it down sheepishly, she looked down at me (still lacing my boots) and asked me if she had 'interrupted' something ie had i been reading it?
She sat back down as she did her feet were within arms reach of me, i looked at them they looked absolutely perfect fat toes small feet and wide her toes painted red and she knew i was checking them out.
I'd never been interested in sexy legs or feet before being more a big tits man but what with her perfect legs and face my balls were starting to feel like a cracked Dam.
I had a strange feeling that i was going to fuck her and the more i looked at her the more swollen my Twenty Four year old cock became.
It didn't help that she'd left the porn mag on the sofa for us both to see kind of like the 'Elephant in the room' as we chatted.
So we chatted away for maybe five minutes she then parted telling us to see her husband in the morning, she smiled nodded at the mag on the sofa as if to say carry on and left.
I was about to pick up that mag and go inside the shed and have a wank but no sooner had i moved Paul came back.
This was lesson i was to learn here and that was there was no privacy. So my balls would just have to wait.
Next morning came another hot day, we went and met Jasmine's Husband his name was Henk he was 6'6 and as it turned out a Policeman.
He asked us if either of us had ever done any painting before of course we both lied through our teeth and said yes.
He told us he would give us the job of painting our new shed ( where we slept) and if we did a good job we could do all of them about ten in all. He then showed us the tool shed where all our painting kit and ladders would be stored. It also held all the farm equipment needed to maintain the property.
So we started that day slapping the paint around it took two days to do our hut afterwards Henk told us we 'won' the contract (to paint the other huts).
We started with the exterior of the reception area it was a big job.
