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Part two of Katie's College adventure while fiance is deployed.
The small of her back a gold tan, long legs the same color from deck shoes to her cutoff shorts, all of her exposed skin glistened with sweat.
I felt my cock getting hard, my soapy hands cupped my full balls and slowly caressed the growing erection. The thought of Miss Guilfoyle standing close as we worked, the memory of the faint scent of perfume mixed with sweat and summer heat, my cock was a steel bar in my grip. Fully erect and eight inches, my hand stroked it as I imagined taking her in my arms untying the knotted shirt as I tasted her full red lips. And my Mom knocked on the bathroom door.
"Barry, are you almost done, you have company."
"Almost, I'll be out in a minute." Company?
The thoughts interrupted I went soft, I rinsed off the soap and headed back to my room to dress wondering who could possibly be waiting, any of my friends Mom would've used their name. I pulled on a pair of jeans, a pocket t-shirt and slid my feet into my summer sandals, heading down the stairs I was thinking company was probably one of moms friends looking for hired help or a military recruiter looking for an opportunity. I grinned as I reached the bottom step, maybe it was Miss Guilfoyle...
It was Jake.
He was sitting at the kitchen table drinking a glass of iced tea and visiting with my Mom.
"Jake!" I was seriously surprised.
"Hi Barry, I was in town and thought I'd take a chance and see if you were home. Maybe go for a walk and catch up?"
"Sure, sounds good."
Jake thanked Mom for the iced tea and we went outside, the day had grown cloudy, dark grey with the promise of rain. The town was small and rural, made up of only a dozen streets we wandered and eventually found ourselves on the far edge of the town park walking along a dirt service road. We talked about summer, being glad school was over, plans for the future, family and people we knew. We'd walked a good distance down the road when the first raindrop fell.
"Looks like we're going to get wet," Jake said hearing the first drops hit the leaves above us.
I looked around, growing up in town I had a pretty good idea where we were, "I think there's an old service shed just up around the corner, if we hurry we should be able to beat the rain." We took off at a quick walk and sure enough just around the bend in the road was the shed, two dozen yards off the road surrounded by trees and nearly invisible in the under growth, a leftover from the days of oil and logging the corrugated tin covered building was once used for tool storage and gave cover for the men working the area. We reached the shed as the sky opened up, thunder rolled and the world vanished under a blanket of water.
The contents of the shed were sparse, having been abandoned decades ago, scavengers and the adventurous had picked it clean. A five foot bench lay tipped on its side along one wall, I stepped around it and walked to the window centered behind it. The window was a good five feet up on the wall, the glass long gone, only the frame remained. A flash of light and a roll of thunder, the storm was right on top of us, rain ran from the roof in a steady stream. I heard Jake set the bench back upright, and was about to turn when he stepped up behind me.
"Doesn't look like it's not going to let up for a while." I felt his hands on my hips, the rain drummed on the roof, my heart beat in my ears was louder. He leaned in; his hands sliding around me, and the bulge at the front of his jeans pressed against my ass.
"Need to relax," He interrupted, I closed my eyes as he unfastened my pants; the muscles of my stomach quivered as his fingers slid under the elastic of my boxers, "Nice.