Hide and wait

She wanted to be seen, wanted to see their reaction, but she realized the problem with that. If they saw her, they'd probably follow her, which would **** her to find a way to lose them. She bolted off the trail, the brush clawing at her bare legs, her breasts flopping wildly inside her blouse, and ducked behind a fallen log. A not a moment too soon, either. Peeking over the log, she saw a pair of college-age boys walking up the trail. One was about 6' 2", with sandy-blond hair and tanned skin. His muscular arms were bare. His companion was 5' 9", with thin-rimmed glasses and dark brown hair. He has pale skin and slightly more mousy features, and seemed more nerdy than his friend. At first glance, they seemed an odd pair, but they were definitely friends.

Mark nearly panicked when Julie suddenly ran off the trail, straight at him. He was briefly mesmerized by the way her unsupported breasts bounced inside her blouse, seemingly trying to smack her in the face. His stupefied grin broke when he realized she might see him, and he ducked, too.

He'd kind of hoped she's let the guys see her, but it seemed she was thinking ahead a bit. Mark mentally ticked off what she had left where, and decided he wouldn't penalize her for trying to stay hidden, so long as it wasn't for long periods of time. If she enjoyed the thrill of staying hidden as much as she enjoyed being seen, she'd be putty in his hands for future endeavors as his blackmailer, slowly corrupting her until she'd keep doing it after he was "out of pictures."

If she wanted to wait for hours, though, he'd make some of her things disappear. He couldn't let her have everything she wanted, after all.

She watched them head up the trail towards the mine, waiting for them to disappear. After waiting a few minutes longer for them to get farther up the trail, she returned to it, quietly walking after them. She still had a photo to get up here, with no idea exactly where it was at the mine, and now she had a couple of guys to dodge while she was finding it. Never mind after she got it.

She walked up the hill, her stride still confident, as she watched vigilantly for the two guys. She was going to have to get up to the mine, maybe even inside it, retrieve the envelope, and leave something here, then escape. Her pussy leaked at the thought, and she could feel her juices dampening her thong. Maybe not being seen was just as exciting as being seen. She'd have to explore this idea later. Maybe when she was trying to regain her clothes...

She **** her mind back to the present, careful to duck off the trail into the brush before she reached the mine. The two guys were standing at the top, talking about some part of the mine's history, scribbling notes down. They must be up here for a project or something. From the sounds of it, they'd probably be outside for a bit. Maybe she could sneak around and into the mine.