Sarah hated early mornings, but unfortunately it came with the territory. It was 5am, near freezing in the Great Sandy desert. Sarah was part of a University geology research team where excavating and identifying an area thought to contain some of the earliest known multi cell fossils. It was an exciting project that Sarah had worked years for and to be part of such a potential groundbreaking discovery was a dream come true.
'Wakey wakey!' A familiar voice called. It was Clara, one of her friends from the beginning of uni.
'Ehhhhh, coming.' Sarah groaned, pulling on some cargo shorts and a button up khaki shirt which she tied in a knot because it was too many sizes too big.
As Sarah emerged from the tent into the freezing, yet soon to be scorching baron wasteland - she was handed a metal cup containing Australia's finests freeze dried brew.
'Thanks...uhhh you're chirpy today.' Sarah said sarcastically looking at Clara, who somehow, despite being in the desert managed to make her hair look amazing. It was long, wavvy and dark brown and curved around her larger than life bust.
'Aren't you excited?!' Clara asked, a big smile on her face.
'I am, believe me...I just hate 5am and I hate the cold. And I hate freeze dried...no offence.'
'None taken, we work with what we got!' Clara replied as they made their way over to the group of huddled geologists.
'Alllllright... It's a 5 minute walk to the dig site, as you know. Grab everything you need and lets get this show on the road. Daylights burning!'
'Daylight hasn't even begun to burn yet.' Sarah thought to herself, questioning her life choices.
'Rock hammer, canteen, toilet paper, rock bag, brush, shovel and...'
'Hat, can't forget your hat!' Clara interrupted jovaly.
The two began to make the hike through the deep sand towards the dig site. Sarah truly hated sand, it got in her boots, her bra, her pants, panties and hair and not to mention it was hard to walk in. Clara powered ahead. All of those days spent at the gym really gave her the upper hand and Sarah couldn't help but admire her from behind. Her ass was something to be marvelled at. Clara was thick - yet toned. Her ass was a perfect bubble and her cargo pants were skin tight on her. Not that Sarah didn't have a nice ass herself, which barely could be contained by her cargo pants. Sarah wasn't as tall as Clara who was five foot 9 - so Sarah's thickness showed more, one of her best features, she thought.
'Nice g-string, Clara.' Sarah yelled.
Clara just put up her finger and kept on powering through. Once everyone reached the dig site, they would spread out into pairs of two and start excavating and studying different corners of the site. Of course Clara and Sarah chose each other. They worked well together and they both enjoyed perving on each other as they bent down to do detailed work.
Sunlight was beginning to break and the two were at their designated corner. It was Sarah's favourite part of the process - manual labour. They knew that they needed to excavate atleast a good metre of sand off of the rocky outcrop before they could do finer work.
'Watch out for snakes!' Clara said. 'Don't worry, I'll suck the venom out for you.'
Sarah blushed and teased her long red hair.
'Shall we get to work then miss.' Sarah said in a british accent.
'Why certainly, good sir!'
After half an hour of digging, the temperature had already gone from freezing to scorching. The two were covered in sweat and sand and every male in the team was enjoying the view.
'So you gonna blow Jack?' Clara asked, her tongue between her teeth.
'Are you??' Sarah replied mockingly.
'I'll help if you need it.'
Sarah felt herself twitch inside her panties.
'I dunno if a BJ in the deserts a good idea, so much fucking sand!' Sarah said, slamming the shovel into the ground.
'Alright, Anakin - calm down!'
Suddenly Sarah's shovel made a clang sound as she struck the ground. Puzzled she dug again, with the same result.
'Does that sound like metal to you?' Sarah asked, prodding the object beneath the sand.
'Let's find out.' Clara said, getting down on her knees to dig with her hands.
The two got down and began digging with their hands, moving handfuls of sand and rock to try and find the mysterious object. Suddenly the light began to shine through and a black object the size of two fists emerged.
'What is it?' Sarah asked, placing her hands around it and lifting it up. 'It's heavy.'
'That looks like a meteorite!' Clara exclaimed, her eyes widened as she studied it.
The two fondled and examined the space rock, confirming from it's characteristics and weight that it was infact a meteorite.
'Awww yeah, we're gonna be rich!' Sarah yelled.
'It belongs in a museum!' Clara scolded, using her best Indiana Jones impression.
