The Tunnel

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I bought a large undeveloped property (102acres) boundary all fenced, for no other reason than to have a place to get away from everything. At 45 recently divorced and our 2 children setup with a trust funds each and my ex-wife fully paid off. I decided to sell up everything I'd left and become a loner away from the crowds and relax for the first time since starting high school. I was driven to succeed first by my family and then myself as I became focused on my schooling and then my career. I married at 17 earlier than most of my peers as I'd gotten my girlfriend pregnant. But it didn't stop my schooling or harm my career, my parents passed away from a boating accident (2009) and I inherited everything as the only child as they had me in their late thirties. Once on my property I'd everything built to what I wanted before arriving. My house was built like a bunker with 3 bedrooms just in case my two children want to visit me someday and a large shed/barn and horse yard twenty acres fenced paddock in as well as I had gotten 5 horses as a lot. My property is hilly and on has one road in and has some deep gullies, one of which I'd dammed as there was no surface water on the property. After rain I'd a large pond/lake of about an acre and a half. My house was close to an old embankment use for a railroad track, that was removed years before and it was the road in and out. It was well compacted and not sealed and an all-weather roadway, I heard there use to be a 250foot tunnel. But was sealed when the railway was removed, intrigued I decided to see how well it was sealed. I found the far entrance well and truly blocked (blown) and it was high up beside a large gully which now had water in it due to my dam. The old wooden trestle had been burnt and I could still see the remains of the posts that had supported it. The end closer to my home about three hundred yards had been blown also, but not as well as the other end. It was small rocks and dirt blocking the entrance and overgrown with grass and bushes. But I could still see into to it a bit, so I started digging away the dirt and rocks and was able to crawl into the tunnel and found it was brick lined and was in very good condition, even the entrance arch was still standing just had a lot of rock and mostly dirt blocking it up. I bought a small tractor with a scoop and slasher attachments. I wasn't building a garden and wasn't having a lawn and would slash the grass to keep it down. I used the tractor to clear the entrance and had no real use for it and once done I found the air vents and they just had large rocks rolled on top. I managed to move them with 2 horses pulling them off. Now I had a cave as the other end was really well sealed, if the was tunnel was really 250 feet long than it was blocked for 40 or so feet. A local woman 42 heard I'd opened up the entrance and came out to have a look. Asked if there were any bats I said no I haven't seen any, then she wanted to know if I would lease the tunnel to her. I asked, why would you want a tunnel, she said to grow mushrooms, it's easier to keep the temperature stable. As she would do all the work, I said she could have it. I wasn't interested in making money off it, but at least it would get used. She turned up with 2 other women 47 and 45 both her sisters and they done all the work required to start growing mushrooms. I wasn't involved with them that much at first, I saw they installed solar panels and a wind turbine to power their lights and temperature control system. A neat setup they had, and they soon were harvesting mushrooms after a few weeks. One evening two of the sisters had gone home, the oldest was staying overnight, they had an old caravan on site for that. Shortly after the sisters had left the older sister came over and asked me to join her for dinner. I hadn't made anything and would make something later or just open a tin of something my usual dinner method. A cook meal was better than I had to look forward too, so I agreed and we'd a great meal. After she asked me to stay the night with her, I did, and it became a regular thing when she was staying overnight. After a few weeks of that the other sisters decided, what's good for their sister is good enough for them. So, I was getting regular meals and sex and after a storm damaged the caravan they started staying in my house. About a year after our sexual relationship started, they all moved in with me sharing my bed. That how it is today 7 seven years later, not married to any of them and fucking all of them. My isolated property has changed a bit also a beautiful garden around the house and several dogs and a chicken run with some turkeys as well and 15 horses. But when you buy 5 horses, and one is an old stallion, the numbers tend to increase. More fenced paddocks added, and my children and their families have started to visit. My ex-wife is remarried and on the west coast, so I'm told. I wasn't looking for any relationship and just fell into three, but I'm happy with how everything is going I like being a group lover.
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2024-06-20
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