Chapter 11. Megan goes back to that rich guy

After a few moments thought, Rachel had realized a few things. One, Brad Prattington was wealthy enough that his idea of slumming it was driving a BMW. Two, he needed a wife. This was the who reason for the families setting this up. Daphne needed a man who could control her. He needed a woman who use somebody who knew how to handle a woman. Really handle.

A match made in Heaven.

Then again there were many who considered parts of California to be Heaven.

Anyway, it was obvious that Daphne must be dimwitted as well as danger prone. To pass on all that simply because of some misguiding idea that traveling around solving mysteries was actually worth doing. That helping people was what one should do. Well, that idea of Brad and Daphne was done. That ship had sailed and she willingly missed the boat.

Megan suddenly had a brilliant idea. Brad was still single. She had not had a boyfriend she wanted to keep in too long. Daphne may have let the ship sail by her, but Rachel was quite willing to be waiting at the next port.

So she stopped and stood there and thought back to what led her here. Literally here. So she could turn around and reverse course. For a few minutes they all seemed the same.

Then the confusion cleared. She never claimed to be smartest in the room. But she was sure she was the most recent one down these trails. So the freshest tracks will take her back. Back to where she started chasing those two. Back to likely one fuck away from the easy life she deserved. She looked around more carefully. There. That trail there had the freshest footprints.

She took it. At each split she took the one with the freshest footprints. It took several minutes and a couple of back tracks, but she finally reached the clearing she left everybody at.

To her disappointment, it was empty when she arrived.

She looked around. She was not in the mood to play follow the tracks again, especially at night.

There was a lit cave nearby.

The only question was who was in there? Shaggy? Brad? One of his friends?

There was no question about the best way to find out. She crept up and used the side of the mountain to cover her as she took a look in.

It was Brad. Somehow he managed to get a fire going. Good as that was for his situation, he did not appear very happy. It was as though he realized all his plans for tonight had fallen through. And worse yet, he had been abandoned. Their so called guide had left them in the middle of the woods. There was enough moonlight filtering through the trees to see where to go if you moved carefully enough. But he no idea of which way to go to reach anyplace he would recognize.

His friends had not let that stop them. Being confident is one thing. Ignoring the true odds was another. He hoped the locals from the Commune found them before they hurt themselves too badly.

Rachel also had left the group. Her at least, he did not worry as much about. She had loved the woods and tested the wilderness products her family sold. One time she disappeared for a month. The father turned it into a marketing campaign on how good the stuff was. If he could trust his own daughter’s life to the stuff, why shouldn’t everybody use it?

Daphne was long gone. He could admit that. Truth be told, there was little beyond her red hair attracting him to her. The time the spent with each other revealed that they both lived in different worlds. And while she might visit the world of wealth she was born to on occasion, it was clear Daphne had no intention of living there.

Brad did. The more he thought about it, the more realized Rachel was a far better Blake to pursue. She was single as well. Perhaps he should just wait here until the morning, find a local, return home, get a good soak, and then chase her.

Megan did not know any of the thoughts going through Brad’s head. She just saw him stare into the fire thoughtfully. Then reach into pocket for a snack bar. And a water bottle. It was clear Brad was not planning to go anywhere.

It was her intention that soon enough he would not want to.

Now, how to do this?

She smirked. She lifted her skirt and started to rub herself. Slowly and quietly. She was not trying to orgasm. At least, not yet. She just wanted her pussy wet. Brad was going to enjoy what was going to happy in any case. She would enjoy her plans more if she was already wet. When she started having troubles concealing her moans, she knew he was ready.

The cave Brad was in was not the largest. It would never feature on any tourist brochure. There was nothing that could be work of prehistoric man. No weird formations that were remotely worth taking pictures of. It was your bog standard cave about the size of an average living room. But with the fire, it was warmer than the outside. And Rachel planned on heating things up a whole lot more.

So she walked in. Rachel then dropped her skirt and shimmied out of her top. She leaned against the cave wall with her legs spread. “I’m here, I’m eager, and I am all yours.”

Brad was many things. Some of which other people considered annoying. But a fool he was not. A sexy woman just walked in of her own free will, stripped and offered herself to him. Sexy and single and rich. Brad was in no way turning this down. He dropped his pants. Brad’s boner was almost painful in its hardness.

Megan’s pussy was clearly wet and practically dripping.

Brad stepped behind her and drove his cock in hard. Hard enough to lift her almost to her to toes.

She screamed out in passion. “Oh yess. That’s it. That’s how I need it. Give it to meee!!”

Brad did. He fucked her as hard as he could. “Take it!” he kept pounding her. “Take it all!!”

Her moans became orgasmic screams. “Give it to me!” She came all over his pounding cock. “Give it all to me pleaeesssssseeee!!!”

That was it. Brad let loose, giving her what she wanted.

Rachel waited until Brad was done with his release before sliding down the cave wall. She was pretty much the perfect picture of a woman fucked into post sex goo. If she had known sex with him could be this good, she never would have considered going along with any plan to set Brad up with Daphne. She looked up at him, one of the happiest looks she had ever had on her face. “More please?”

He got on his knees, his cock advancing towards her mouth…

Now Megan really does seem to be happy. And so does Brad for this matter. You can imagine a long term happy ending for all if you like. However, this plot line is at an end. You can either be happy with the results of your choices, or go back and make other choices in the story.