The garden was silent, save for bird song and a warm spring breeze that rustled the leaves in the hedge next to them, and drifted over their naked bodies as they lay in the grass. David pulled Sammi closer and she smiled although he couldn't see it, her face turned into his shoulder.

'I'm gonna go out on a limb here and say that you enjoyed that.'

His laugh jostled her head. 'You win that bet, it was amazing.'

From her position nestled into him, Sammi could see his penis, still swollen, laying back on his pelvis. She reached down to feel him, her touch on his shiny head causing his body to jerk and he laughed again. 'Oh! Still sensitive.'

She giggled, removing her hand. 'Man down.'

'Yes, but I have reinforcements.'

'Really? Where? Do you have a spare penis?'

'No, not multiple penises, but I do still have my mouth.'

Sammi's eyes flashed wide. 'Oh yes, I think you discussed that earlier with Lil' Miss Sammi.'

'Yes, we did.' David started to turn, laying Sammi onto her back.

'Wait,' she said, her hand on his shoulder.

'Are you worried about someone coming? No pun intended.'

She looked up at him, smiling. 'No, I'm not worried about that. Well, maybe a little.'

'So why don't you lay back and let me have my way with you.'

'Well, I could, but I've been thinking about what you said about your mouth and where I could sit -.' She kissed him and pushed him back onto the grass. 'Lil' Miss Sammi wants ta try somethin', if ya'll will be obligin'.'

The grass felt cool on his skin as he rolled backwards. He felt a little guilty about not taking control after what she had just done for him. 'But what Miss Sammi wants, Miss Sammi gets.' And who was he to argue?

Her blonde hair fell forward as she crawled over him, grazing her breasts up over his chest, allowing her nipples, firm and aroused, to drift over his lips, and she lowered herself, hands on the grass, onto his mouth. She took a breath as she felt her soft lips touch his mouth and he met them with his tongue, feeling her velvety opening. He could taste her arousal, the hours of teasing texts and interrupted moments when she was about to orgasm still obvious on her warm cleft.

His tongue parted her, watching her face above him, her breasts hanging down, swaying gently. He wanted to touch them, to feel them, but seeing her free of her clothing was too delicious. She took a deep breath, allowing herself to go lower, increasing the pressure, encouraging his tongue to slide deeper into her, the sun on her bare shoulders, the breeze playing over her skin. 

Feeling her settle onto his mouth, David slid his tongue up, releasing her clitoris, the sensation making her legs tremble. Her eyes closed and her mouth opened in a soft moan. She whispered his name asking him to touch her breasts. He reached up and cupped her mounds, feeling their form, their weight in his strong hands, his thumbs running over her nipples before using his fingers to scissor them. Her body jerked at the sensation and she inhaled deeply.

The small bud, nestled under his tongue, grew sensitive and he placed his lips around it, drawing it in, wetting it, alternating between fast flicks and prolonged pressure and small movements. He released one breast, sliding his hand down over the curve of her buttock, between her legs, one finger entering her tightness, stroking her inner walls.

Sammi was lost in the sensations around her clitoris and inside her, and she could feel her orgasm building. Her legs trembled and she said his name, louder than she thought she should given their location, but she couldn't hold back, didn't want to hold back. He increased the speed on her clitoris and she told him she was close. She'd been so close throughout the day; in the morning, when he was about to enter her, only to be interrupted and then later, pressing herself against his legs as she rubbed his erection through his pants, wanting to cum and wanting to make him climax, that second intrusion frustrating her but making the moment even more delightful, drawing out her desire until now, now, with her clitoris between his lips and his finger inside her vagina. 

When she came her mouth fell open and she panted, the teasing, the interrupted orgasms of the day built up and released, her body trembling, her arms and legs shaking as they held her up. David tightened his fingers around her nipple, her other breast shook as her body convulsed with each wave of her climax.

With her orgasm fading, Sammi dropped forward, her face on the grass, her hair spilled all around. David had released her nipple from his fingers and her clitoris from his mouth, but his finger continued to slide in and out of her, his tongue licking her labia, now slick with her wetness.

'I need to lay down,' she whispered, her voice muffled by the grass.

Slowly he removed his digit from her hot, wet cleft, easing himself out from under her, sliding up the grass until they were side by side. He pulled her close again and held her.

'I'm gonna go out on a limb here and say you enjoyed that.'

Her slap to his chest was half-hearted as she resumed her previous position, head tucked into his neck, her leg draped across his stomach. 'Don't steal my lines. And please don't touch my clit, because -  girl down. Do you realize that we're naked, outside?'

'What? Are you kidding me?' David looked around in mock surprise.

She slapped him again. 'It's not funny. I feel really naughty now.'

'Naughty in a good way, right?'

'I don't know. I mean, maybe I shouldn't have done this.'

'Why?'

'Because I'm naked, outside. I've just given you a blowjob and then I was on all fours while you were licking me, making me cum.'

He nodded. 'You're right. It was awesome.'

Sammi didn't say anything for a moment, and then a smile spread over her face. David couldn't see it, but he could feel it against his neck. 'Yes. Yes, it was.' She gasped. 'Does this make me an exhibitionist?'

'No, I don't think so. I think that means someone who likes to be watched.'

'Oh yeah. Oh, no, I wouldn't want that.'

'No, me either.'

'No?'

'Of course not. I want to be the only one who looks at you. I don't like to share.'

Sammi's heart skipped. That was really nice. Don't say anything stupid.

'Good.'

Well done, Sammi.

'Does not play well with other - I'll remember that.'

Okay, that was good, witty, cute, maybe you're finally getting the hang of this talking thing.

'I have grass in my mouth.'

So close.

'Did you say you have grass in your mouth?'

She nodded, lifting her head and poking out her tongue, revealing a blade of grass on the end. Before she could reach up to remove it David's hand shot out, picking it off her tongue. She laughed as David inspected the blade and then before she could say anything he slipped it into his own mouth.

'Eeewww! What are you doing?' Sammi looked at him, astounded, a smile spread over her pretty face.

'What?'

'What do you mean, what? That's been in my mouth. It has my saliva on it.'

'So?'

'Well! It's - icky.'

'Icky? Have you forgotten where my mouth just was? I've still got your -' Sammi slapped her hand over his mouth.

'Don't say it!' 

He laughed, the sound muffled by her small hand. He tried to speak, but she pressed harder. 'Don't. Say. It.'

'Hmph hpfm.'

'Stop it! Don't!' She relaxed her hand. 'Are you going to behave?' He nodded. She released his mouth.

'I still have -' Sammi jumped on him, trying to cover his mouth again but he turned his head, maneuvering away from her. '- your juices in my mouth! And you're worried about some spit.'

'I hate you!' She climbed on him as he rolled across the grass, laughing.

'And they taste wonderful!' 

She shoved his back, now turned to her so she couldn't cover his mouth. When she stopped he turned to look at her.

'I hate you.'

'I don't believe you.'

You're right, I really don't. She shrugged, pretending she didn't have anything to say. David grinned at her. 'Oh, you think it's funny Well, that hand that was covering your mouth? That was the one that I used to stroke your dick and it had your cum on it.'

David screwed up his face, only half caring that he may have just had his own semen on his mouth. 

'Still think you're funny?'

'Actually, I do.'

'Yeah, well, I still hate you.' She looked at David, trying to hold her scowl. Then he leaned closer, kissing her lips, softly, tenderly, wrapping her in his arms. Sammi let herself be enveloped by him, pulling him close. Their kisses held no urgency, slowly exploring each other's mouths, the time for raw passion gone for now, but it was left with something deeper.

When they broke their kiss Sammi looked a little embarrassed.

What the hell was that? Who cares, it was amazing, almost as amazing as that orgasm - no, better.

David looked into her eyes and she looked away, suddenly scared, her heart pounding in her ears. 'Don't you have a dinner to go to?'

'Are you trying to get rid of me?'

Yes. I'm frightened.

'No,' she paused, looking at him.

Don't be mean to him Sammi.

'No. I really don't want you to go. But I know you have to.'

'I do. But I can be done in an hour.'

'Well, now sir. That ain't the kinda thang a southern gal wants ta hear.'

'Oh shit, Sammi, don't start with that Lil' Miss Sammi thing again, otherwise I'm never going to meet those board members.'

'Aww c'mon now, Mister David,' she said in her affected southern drawl, reaching down for his penis. 'Don't you wants to spend some time with lil' ol' me?' She flashed her eyes at him as she felt his shaft in her hand, already thick and heavy, but not hard. David closed his eyes at her touch.

'Screw it,' he thought. 'I'll just call them and say I can't make it. I own the company, I can do what I want.'

'Aww, you didn't answer Lil' Miss Sammi. I guess that means you don't want me to play with this big ol' thang no mo'.' She stood up, turning her back to him, giving him a good view of her pert little butt.

'Where are you going?'

She shrugged. 'You have places to be.'

'No, I'm going to cancel on them. They can go to dinner without me. We'll call room service.'

The pretty blonde looked over her shoulder at him, confusion on her face. 'Why would you do that?'

David frowned as if not understanding the question. 'Because I would rather spend the evening with you.'

Sammi blinked several times, turning back to him. 'Really?'

He nodded.

'I would really like that too. But I don't want to be the reason that you neglect your work.'

'Maybe you should run this company, you seem to be more sensible than me right now.'

She nodded her head at his penis. 'That's because he's doing the thinking right now. Don't get me wrong, if I could spend the evening with you, y'know, all naked and sweaty, then I would. But I wouldn't want you to be with me but thinking that you should be somewhere else.'

David nodded. 'Thank you. I should only be a couple of hours so maybe we could meet later.'

Sammi smiled. 'Maybe we could take that walk you talked about earlier.'

'That sounds great. Okay, it's four o'clock now - I'm going to call them and say we need to be done by seven and then we can meet.' David stood up and Sammi watched as he raised himself to his full height.

'Perfect. I can take a shower and have a couple of drinks with the girls so they don't think I'm avoiding them.' She turned towards the door. Where is my key? Right, in my back pocket. She went to pat her pocket. Aah, of course - I'm naked.

David watched her. 'You okay?'

Sammi twisted her mouth. 'Couldn't remember where I put my key. But then I remembered that it's in my jeans - but I'm naked.'

'Yes, you are,' David said, walking towards her, reaching for her waist.

'Stop it,' she giggled, pushing his hand away. 'You have to get ready to go out.' She sidestepped past him, crouching down to pick up her clothes.

'But you're all naked. And it seems wrong to be leaving when you're naked.'

She shook her head, she knew he was getting hard again, but teasing him some more was too tempting. Sammi quickly stepped into her panties. 'There. I'm not naked anymore,' she said, pirouetting, her arms out.

David groaned, his semi-erect shaft flexing. 'I can't decide which is more sexy, with panties or without.'

'Well, while you're standing there debating that I am going to take a shower. I have some girls to meet and some drinks to drink.' She pulled the key from her jeans pocket and unlocked the door.

'But you're naked!' David cried, reaching for her again. Sammi slapped his hands away, giggling, and walked into the cottage.

'Now then,' she said, turning to look at him inside the entrance hall. They both held there clothing and David had closed the door. 'I am going to take a shower. Do I have to lock my bedroom door?'

David remained silent.

'Well? I need to know. I don't want to be in there in my shower, all wet and soapy and have you coming in with your friend there,' she nodded at his penis. 'Thinking that we're going to play -.' She stopped. 'What's a movie with a shower scene?'

'Psycho.'

'What? Eeww, no! I was thinking shower sex scene.'

David shrugged.

'Well, anyway, I can't think of one either. But, nevertheless, I don't want you sneaking in there,' she pointed at her door like a teacher chastising a child, 'and slipping up behind me in the shower. Am I clear.'

David's face cracked into a smile.

'I don't know what you're laughing about,' she said, holding her own giggle at bay. 'Now go get ready for your dinner.' And she turned and went into her room, closing the door, but not before sneaking a look at David's penis, heavy and semi-erect.

Wow, how did I manage to do that? He's there, naked, almost hard; I'm only wearing panties, horny as hell, and I managed to walk away. Either I'm a hero, or really frickin' dumb.

She shook her head and dropped her clothes onto the floor beside her suitcase, stepped out of her thong and dropped it in the pile.

The cool water ran over her body and she pushed her wet hair back away from her face as she pictured David. 

I wonder if he's in the shower too. Is he naked? Well, he would be if he's in the shower - at least I hope he is, otherwise that would be weird. 

Is he thinking about me? 

Stop it, this might all just be a fling to him. 

Is that what it is to you?

You don't DO flings. 

Maybe that's why you get your heart broken. 

Maybe you should let yourself get flung once in a while. 

He seems to like you though. 

But why? He's a millionaire - probably. Why would he be interested in little more than an intern? 

Maybe he does like you. I think he might...

Sammi twisted her mouth again as her thoughts went through her head. 

Okay, just chill out, and have a good time. 

Then, when you get back to the city, if he doesn't want to see you again you can just spend a month crying and eating icecream, whilst looking for a new job.

And getting drunk with Kacey.

Kacey! You should probably call her.

But don't tell her about this, not yet, not until you get back. It's hotter when no one knows. Hotter? You've just had sex on the grass in the middle of the afternoon - it can't get much hotter. Can it? Oh... 

The towel that Sammi wrapped herself in felt how she imagined a cloud would feel and she considered just laying on the floor in it for the rest of the evening. She dug her toes into the deep pile of the expensive carpet as she dried her hair with another cloud, staring at her reflection in the full-length mirror. The sound of her phone ringing made her mind skip back to being in bed that morning with David, about to make love when his phone rang. She smiled to herself, shaking her head as she padded across the room, following the ring tone, pulling her phone from her purse next to her pile of clothes.

'Hey, baby,' she said answering the phone. There was a laugh from the other end. 'Kace?

'Hey gorgeous,' her best friend said, laughing again. 'Sorry, I'm just watching this video of a girl who's filming her boyfriend's reaction when she walks in on him naked.'

'Why is he naked?'

'No, he's not naked. She is.'

'Oh, so you're watching videos of naked girls?' Kacey's eye roll was silent but Sammi could feel it.

'No. She is walking into the room naked with her phone pointing at her BF to get his reaction. All you can see of her is her feet when she lowers the phone.'

'Oh, I get it. What did he do?'

'He threw his Playstation controller on the couch and jumped up to grab her. You should've seen his face, it was hilarious.'

The two friends chatted for a while, Sammi sitting on the edge of her bed, still wrapped in her cloud, the soft material teasing her skin. They ended their call and she threw her phone onto the bed, laying back, flicking her hair out behind her. 

I feel bad not telling Kacey about David, but I don't want her to know anything until I know exactly what this is. 

Okay, don't go there again - just try to be more like Kacey and fill your time watching stupid videos on the internet - and making love to David. 

Stop it! 

Go back to the videos - the video, a girl walking in naked on her boyfriend. Hhmm. He seemed quite excited about you being naked earlier - I wonder.

Summoning her courage, Sammi sat up and slid off the bed. Her reading glasses were on the bedside table and he slipped them on, the oversize, black frames making her look more studious than she felt when she was curled up in bed with her book. Next to the glasses was her diary - she'd always preferred keeping dates and notes in a handwritten diary instead of in her iPhone - tucked inside was her pen. Twisting her long blonde hair into a messy bun, she pushed the pen inside to hold it in place. 

She reached for the doorknob, turning it, pulling the door. The kitchen and living room were silent so she guessed David must be in his room. Pulling at where the towel was held around her breasts, she let it slip to the floor. She took a deep breath as she stepped out into the hallway, padding down the tiles towards David's room. 

She reached the door and stopped. There were voices inside the room. 

He's probably listening to the radio, it's probably some business show that tells him what's going on out there on the stock market - well, I guess he's going to see your business right now.

Pushing her glasses up her nose, Sammi opened the door, walking through before her nerves got the better of her. At first, she couldn't see David and for a moment she thought he was in the bathroom. 

Aww, this won't be as funny if he's naked too. 

But then from the corner of her eye, she saw a movement. David was sitting at the desk, fully clothed, in fresh pants and a dress shirt, his laptop open in front of him. She could make out people on the screen, but the lenses of her reading glasses blurred out the details. 

David turned to look at her, pulling the laptop screen down, pointing the webcam at the keyboard. His eyes bulged.

'You're late for your five o'clock meeting, sir.'

'Sammi,' he whispered, his face breaking into a huge smile as he looked from her face, freshly showered with no make-up, down over her firm breasts, her flat stomach, to the hint of her cleft almost hidden between her toned thighs. 

She crossed one leg over the over, dropped one hip and placed her hand on the other. She smiled at him, reaching up to pull out the pen, letting damp hair tumble around her shoulders, pulling the glasses down her nose, looking over the top of them. As her vision cleared she could see David, his eyes exploring her body and face, and beside him she could just make out movement on the laptop screen. 

Is he watching porn? Should I watch it with him?

'Wow, you look amazing.'

'I thought I'd drop by and surprise you.'

'It worked.'

'What are you doing?'

'I'm actually on a video conference call.'

Ha! For a moment there it sounded like he said he was on a video conference call. 

'You're what?' she asked, lowering her voice, tilting her head, eyes wide.

'A video conference call.'

'Oh my -' She threw her arms over her breasts. 'Are you serious?' She turned back to the door.

'Sammi, wait.' David was jumping up from his chair. 'It's okay, I tilted the screen.'

'But they can hear me, they'll know I'm here.'

'No, I muted the microphone. I think -.' He turned back opening the screen a few inches.

'Wait! What are you doing?' Sammi cried, scurrying across the room out of view of the camera, ducking down behind the bed.

David laughed. 'Sammi, it's okay. They didn't see you, which is probably a good thing, because I'd have probably lost a few overweight managers to heart attacks if they had.'

'I can't believe it,' she said, crouched beside the bed. 'This is just so me. I try to do something sexy and I screw it up. I don't know why I bother.'

David turned back to the laptop, opening the screen, pressing the track pad. 'Can we continue this tomorrow, gentlemen? Something has just come up that needs my attention.'

Before the suits on the screen could agree and say their goodbyes, David closed the laptop. He turned to Sammi, still crouched beside the bed, her head in her hands. 

'Sammi,' he said softly.

'Just don't,' she said, refusing to look at him. 'Just go to dinner and I'll get my stuff and see if the hotel has a room for me. If not, then Karen will probably let me crash with her.' Her eyes were filling with tears, and she brushed at them angrily, throwing her glasses onto the bed.

David's knee cracked as he knelt down beside her. She looked at him.

'Squash injury - err, I mean, damaged kneecap from when I pulled a kid out the way of a speeding truck. It only clipped me, but this knee hasn't been right since.'

Her laughed came out as a splutter. 'Jerk.'

He reached out to her, but she remained still so he moved closer, putting his arms around her.

'Sammi, why are you so upset?'

'Why? Because I'm such a loser. I come in here trying to be sexy and funny and I almost flash a bunch on your top managers with my skinny ass.'

'To be honest, I don't think they saw your ass. It was more like your sexy boobs. Too soon?'

'Fuck off,' she blurted through another wet laugh.

'Baby.' The word finally made her look at him. 'What you did, it was so sexy AND it was funny, but mostly it was sexy. I mean, have you seen you? If I were you, I'd just spend all day trying on lingerie and staring at myself if the mirror. I'd never get anything done.'

Her fingers wiped at her eyes again, but less vigorously this time. 'Okay, first of all, that's just weird. And secondly, you don't have to say things like that. I know I'm a goof. I know I always screw up.'

'Sammi, I don't know what you see when you look at you, whether that is in the mirror or self-reflection, but let me tell you what I see. I see this amazing, funny, smart, beautiful, sexy young woman. So far this weekend, you have turned me on to the point I thought I was going to injure myself and you've made me laugh more than anyone I know.
'And on top of all that, in the year that you have been with the company I have looked at your appraisals, the work you have done and I've been amazed at your ideas, your thoughts, your commitment. I know that you stay late most nights, including Fridays, to work on projects and I know you have come in on weekends.'

Sammi looked up at her boss's hot boss, searching for a hint of sarcasm, mockery like she had seen from other men who had only seen a pretty blonde and not the Grade A student she had always been. But there was none. 'I don't know what to say.'

'You don't have to say anything. I'm just telling you what I see and what I think. I'll be honest with you - last night, when I walked in on you in the living room and we made love, I was scared.' His lips pulled thin against his teeth and he shook his head. 'And I don't get scared. But I was frightened because I realized that I was with someone that I felt something for. I don't know about you, but that wasn't just sex, I really felt something.'

The tears were still wet on Sammi's cheeks when others started to form in her eyes. 'I did too.'

'Really?'

'Really. Up until yesterday afternoon, you were just my boss's hot boss - that's what my friend Kacey and I call you. But when I started talking to you I realized that you're this amazing guy, and when you called to me to come out and look at the view at the back door, I was really touched.                                                                                                                                                               

'I don't just sleep with guys I don't know. Never. I'm a real, you have to try hard to get in my panties girl, and I couldn't believe I was doing that with you, but it felt - right. And I guess I've been scared too, not knowing what this is.'

'What do you want it to be?'

'I don't know - but I know I don't want this weekend to end.'

'Me either. And I can't make the weekend last forever, but just because it ends, it doesn't mean that we have to.'

There were lots of things Sammi wanted to say, so much that her internal monologue was throwing around inside her head, but none of it made any sense, just words floating around. So instead she reached out, touching David's cheek, kissing him. He sat back, bringing her with him, laying next to her on the floor. Their lips touched softly, small kisses.

'You're so beautiful. And you taste - salty.'

Sammi giggled, gently slapping his face, their lips still dancing over each other's. When they finally pulled apart he rested his head on his hand, looking at her. She lay there, content to look up at him. 

'I'm crazy about you.'

'Me too.'

The room was silent again and David stared into her blue eyes. She stared back at him.

'Are we still going to go for our walk? Where you took your dog?'

He nodded. 'Down by the lake.'

'This evening? After your dinner?'

He frowned. 'I'm not going to dinner with them now.'

'What? Why?'

'Because I'm here with you.'

'Don't you think it'll look obvious if neither of us turn up at the restaurant tonight?'

He shrugged. 'I own the company. I can do what I want. If I want to spend the evening making love to one of our employees, then I will.' He smiled.

'But things might get weird for me when we get back on Monday. If people find out about us later then that'll be easier, but this way it just looks like a weekend fling. And I don't want that, I don't want to be the girl that screws the boss.'

He blinked. 'You're right, I never thought of it like that. I'm sorry. I guess I'm just used to telling other people how I want things to be, and I just thought that if I wanted to be with you you then I didn't care what they thought. I'm sorry.'

'Don't be sorry.' She kissed him again, but then she looked down. 'So, you like me?'

David leaned forward, catching her eye. 'Like kids like Twix.'

Sammi looked up at him. 'It was the awesome blowjob, wasn't it,' she said, screwing up one eye and smiling.

David laughed, nodding, relieved that she was looking happier.

'I thought so,' she said. 'And me being a vegetarian too.'

David's burst of laughter caused him to roll onto his back. Sammi, giggled, wiping her cheeks, still damp and salty.
'I like you too.'

'Good. I think you're amazing.

Sammi moved closer to her boss, pressing against him and he put his arms around her, pulling her close, their mouths meeting.

David lay back and she followed, his soft shirt feeling good against her naked breasts, and he ran his fingers through her damp hair.
Breaking their kiss, David looked up at her. 'I hope you don't think that this is going to lead to sex,' he said, a glint in his eye. Sammi looked confused and a little disappointed. 

'Why?'

'Why? You were the one that said we had to both go to our dinner plans so that people don't become suspicious.'

'Well what do I know?' she said, opening her legs until they were outside of his, finding the hardness beneath his pants with her pelvis, grinding gently.

'And don't think that dry humping me is going to work either,' he said with a conviction he didn't feel.

'Given that I'm horny and still wet from my shower, I don't think this could be called dry humping,' Sammi said from the side of her mouth as she kissed him again. She undid a shirt button, sliding her hand inside, feeling his taut chest.

'Nuh-uh,' David said, rolling to one side until she slid off him and onto the floor. Sammi looked up at him, aghast. 

'Are you serious?' she said, knowing his game, but refusing to play it by his rules. 'I was giving myself to you and you just turned me down.'

Propping his head on his hand David nodded. 'It was your idea,' he said. 'You said that we should go out separately, and if we have sex right now - '

The pretty blonde next to him cut him off, smiling, not wanting to play at arguing, '- We'll spend all evening doing it and never make it out at all,' she said, mimicking his posture, trying to ignore the fact that he was fully clothed and she was still naked.

'Well, actually, I was going to say that if we have sex right now, you'll probably fall asleep on me again and I'll have to carry you to bed and then we'd never make it out.'

Sammi's eyes flashed and her arm shot out, punching him on the shoulder. 'You bastard!' she said through a laugh. 'I was tired. And stressed. And I'd had two amazing orgasms, of course I fell asleep.' David flinched as if her punch had hurt him. 'And don't even pretend that hurt. Look how small I am, I couldn't fight my way out of a wet grocery bag.'

And then David was moving towards her, making her squeal before he pulled her in, kissing her, rolling her onto her back, moving over her.

'What do you think you're doing?' she said indignantly, seeing her opportunity for revenge. 'I thought you said we had to go out.'

'What do I know? I just own the company. Besides, it's still early, we have time.'

'Nuh-uh,' Sammi said between their kisses. 'We have to go out to dinner. Separately.' But David's fingers were stroking her nipples and then sliding down over her body, finding her damp opening.

Sammi sighed, her body twitching as she felt his middle digit enter her. 'Well, okay, then,' she said, reaching for his belt, pulling it. 'But it'll have to be a quickie.'

'Put your glasses back on - '

The lace panties slid easily over her freshly moisturized skin and Sammi turned to look at her reflection in the full-length mirror, blowing a stray hair from her forehead. 

Now, what to wear tonight, she thought, turning to her suitcase, open on the floor. The hotel was exclusive and expensive but she had noticed that a lot of the guests the previous evening had gone casual. The summer dress she pulled from her case was a dark blue with colored flowers. The silky material flowed down to just above her knees, the front low enough to show off a little of her cleavage, a valley accentuated by her underwire bra. Slipping on her sandals, Sammi left her room.

David was standing at the back door, looking down over the grass that led down to the lake that was to be their destination later in the evening. His phone was to his ear and he turned to look over his shoulder as she approached. He smiled, pulling an approving face as he saw her in the small summer dress.

'You look amazing,' he mouthed silently as he listened to his caller. Sammi came up beside him and kissed his cheek. 'Okay, Eric,' he said. 'That all sounds good to me. Good job. See you next week.'

'That your mom?' Sammi asked, smiling at him.

'Yeah, I think she's pissed at my grandparents for calling her Eric.'

Sammi nodded gravely.

'You look beautiful. Did I already say that?'

'You did, but a girl can't hear that enough.'

'Okay, then - you look beautiful.'

'So what is the plan for this evening?' Sammi asked, looking down over the rolling grass.

'Well, I've told the managers and stockholders that I want to be done with dinner by seven, so they have booked us an early table, and so as soon as I'm done I'll give you a call and we can meet. Is that okay?'

'Sounds good, I think the girls are hoping to eat early so they can have a few drinks after, so I should be done by the time you call.'

'Okay, so I think maybe this time we should walk over separately,' David said, putting his arms about Sammi's shoulders and pulling her close. 'It might look odd if we walk everywhere together this weekend.'

'Mmm,' she purred, nuzzling into his chest. 'You're probably right. Don't forget about me tonight.'

'I couldn't even if I wanted to.'

'Good.'

'Who wants another drink?' Karen asked, placing her glass on the table. They were standing on the grass at the back of the hotel, around a high bar table. 

Sammi looked at her watch; it was almost seven o'clock and she was sure that David would be calling her soon. 'Not for me,' she said lifting her half-full glass. 'I'm not really a drinker and think I might need an early night.'

'Oh,' Colby said, standing on the opposite of the table said, winking at Dove, next to her. 'Did David keep you up last night?'

Sammi paused, her glass to her lips. 'What do you mean?' she said, her heart racing.

'Well, we just figured that he probably had you working all night, researching new projects, taking notes. I bet he's a real taskmaster.'

Sammi took a drink, relieved that their ribbing was on the wrong track. 'Oh, yeah. All that,' she said. 

'Or,' Karen said, looking around at the girls, 'he had her up all night working her in another way.'

Sammi's cheeks flushed, but before she could think of an answer, Dove weighed in. 'Nah, I know he's hot, but I don't think he's like that. I bet he's boring. I bet he was in bed asleep before The Late Show. No way he's that hot and horny too - that would be too much.'

'Well, I wouldn't know,' Sammi said, taking another drink, hoping the ice in her glass would cool her hot flush. 'I was in bed with my book by the time he got back. I heard him come - inside me...twice - in the door, but I was half asleep.'

'Wow, you two sound perfect for each other,' Colby said, looking into her glass. 'I think if I'd spent the night in the same cottage as him I'd have tried to jump him - I wouldn't have cared if I'd gotten fired.'

Karen laughed, looking from Colby to Sammi and back. 'I'm cutting you off, Colby. Any more and you'll be sneaking over there later trying to get on him.'

'That is a true story,' her co-worker replied, crunching her ice and slurring her words a little.

Just then Sammi's phone rang in her purse. She pulled it out, tilting the screen away from the rest of the girls. It was David. 

'It's my dad,' she said to the group but then she smiled to herself mischievously as she slid her finger across the screen.

'Hey Daddy,' she said in a sing-song voice.

'Daddy? No, it's me - oh, wait, are you with the girls?'

'Yes I am, Daddy,' she replied, turning away from the table until she was out of earshot of her co-workers.

'Oh wow, are you going to call me Daddy later?'

'Maybe - actually no, it's kinda weird.'

David laughed. 'So, are you free?'

'No, but I am very reasonable -. Oh, that made me sound like a hooker.'

'It did. I kinda liked it.'

'Eeww, I may have to re-think this.'

David laughed. 'No, you don't have to worry about that. So, are you ready to meet up? Or are you still having dinner?'

'No, I'm done. I'm ready when you are. I've missed you.'

'I've missed you too. Dinner took forever. Do you know where the lake is?'

'I do, I can see if from here.'

'Great, if you starting walking down there now, I'll meet you in a sec.'

They said their goodbyes and Sammi walked back to the table. 'I'm pretty tired so I think I'm going to head off and get an early night.'

Karen looked up at her as she returned from the bar inside the hotel. 'Early is right. It's not even dark yet.'

'I know, but I'm not really a party girl and I didn't sleep too well last night.'

'Uh-oh,' Colby said, laughing. 'We know why that is. I bet she was laying in bed double-clicking the trackpad, listening for Mr. Hinch in the next room.'

Sammi blushed, but before she could reply Karen looked at Colby, frowning. 'Double-clicking the trackpad?'

'Yeah,' Colby said, making her middle finger move in small rotations on the table. 'Paddling the pink canoe.' Karen still looked confused, Colby rolled her eyes. 'Y'know, dialing the rotary phone - a menage a MOI. Masturbating!'

'Oh!' Karen said, nodding. She looked at Sammi. 'Is our friend's summation true? Did you, indeed, spend the night showing yourself some love whilst pressing a glass to the boss' wall?'

'What? No! Urgh,' Sammi said, screwing up her pretty face.

Looking between Colby, Dove and Sammi, Karen leaned closer to their co-worker so they could both eye Sammi suspiciously. 'Hhmm, what do you think? Do we believe her?'

Colby sucked her lips against her teeth, considering the petit blonde across the table from her. 'I don't know. I mean, could you see anyone spending an evening in the same building as Boss David and not, at the very least, visiting the downstairs DJ.'

Karen's burst of laughter caused her to spray her drink over the table. She put down her glass. 'Visiting the downstairs DJ?' she said between chuckles, wiping her mouth and nose.

'Yeah,' Colby replied, making another hand movement on the table. Karen shook her head and laughed again. Sammi placed her hand over her eyes, her cheeks flushing even more.

'That is NOT how my night went,' she said.

Well now, Sammi, that isn't strictly true, is it?

She pictured herself naked in front of the hallway mirror. 'I showered -'

'Alone?'

'Yes, alone. Then I read -'

'A dirty book?'

'No! I read, and fell asleep.'

On top of that gorgeous man who is the boss of all of us.

'Hhmm, okay,' Colby said. 'I would like to say that you are protesting too much, but you seem pretty on the level. You may go.'

Karen laughed and Sammi smiled, shaking her head. 'I'll see you all tomorrow,' she said, turning to leave.

As she crossed the lawn Sammi slipped off her shoes and bent to pick them up. The cool summer breeze drifted up the slope from the direction of the lake, but she didn't turn towards it, she veered to the left towards the cottage, the grass cool under her feet.

Once she was out of sight of the tables at the back of the hotel, she turned right and headed down towards the trees that surrounded the lake; in the distance, above the trees a bank of dark cloud rolled slowly across the sky. As she approached the lake she could hear the birds in the trees and she smiled at how peaceful it was after the months of working in a city, walking through crowded streets, working in a busy office. 

I could live here. Well, maybe not right here, but somewhere quiet like this. Peace and quiet, that's what I need.

As she neared the trees she heard a voice ahead of her. 'Hey, gorgeous.' It was David; he was standing under the low branches of the thickly grown trees, the top two buttons of his shirt unbuttoned, his sleeves rolled up. Sammi smiled and she quickened her pace towards him. And then he was wrapping his arms around her, their lips pressing together.

'Finally,' he said as they broke their kiss.

'Sorry, was I late?'

'No, I meant, finally I get to see you.'

'Did you miss me?' she asked, looking up at him.

'I really did.'

'Good, so did I. So, what do you want to do?'

His answer was to pull her to him, the tenderness of their previous kiss gone, their actions more urgent and turbulent, like the sky, its clouds rolling across the hills. Their tongues battled as their kisses quickened, and then he was pushing her backwards, her feet shuffling through the soft earth until Sammi felt her back hit the broad trunk of a tree, its bark rough through her thin dress.

She lifted one leg, wrapping it around David's thigh, feeling his hardness against her stomach, and as his hands found her breasts she reached for his belt, tugging at it until it loosened. David's mouth moved to her neck and his hands to the hem of her dress, lifting it, finding her lacy panties, pulling them down until they fell to her ankles. She stepped out of them, leaving the pink item to be trampled under their feet as she pulled at the button of his pants, pulling them down with his boxers, releasing his erection. It sprung up in the humid air and she stroked his length. David watched as her small hand slid along his shaft, and then he was turning her around, pushing her against the tree, lifting her dress off, dropping it beside them.

Sammi braced her hands against the trunk, sliding her legs apart. She could feel the head of David's penis between her thighs as he tried to find her opening. She adjusted her position until she could feel him at her lips, she reached back for his shaft, guiding him until she felt her velvet flesh begin to part for him.

'Okay,' she whispered, and then he was pushing forward, parting her, delving his erection, inch by inch into her. Sammi cried out as she felt him fill her and as he kissed her neck David grunted, holding himself deep inside her small body.

'You feel amazing inside me,' she whispered over her shoulder and she gasped as she felt him start to withdraw, only to slowly push back into her. 'You can go hard if you want to,' she said as she felt him reach her full depth.

'I want your tits,' he growled softly in her ear, causing goosebumps on her neck.

'Take them.'

He slid his hands up her back, releasing the clasp of her bra. Sammi lifted her hands from the tree, pulling her bra straps down her arms, tossing it to the floor, not caring where it landed. David's fingers clamped around her nipples, and she closed her eyes, using the tree to steady herself against David's forceful thrusts, each one eliciting a bolt of pleasure inside her, the gaps between them growing shorter. Suddenly she felt something hit her bare back, and then again, and then she realized it was raining, huge, heavy drops of summer rain, the kind that drenches you in seconds.

In the distance, thunder rolled and the downpour increased, flattening Sammi's hair, rivulets running down her face and back, soaking David's shirt until it clung to his muscular torso, his arms tensing each time he thrust into her. She gasped as the rain poured over her pretty face and her forehead pressed against the rough bark as her orgasm built. She called his name as he filled her over and over, pushing her towards the edge until she toppled over.

'David, I'm cumming!' she moaned as her climax tore through her naked body. David rained kisses on her neck and shoulders as she rode out the waves of her orgasm, and as her body relaxed, he wrapped his arms around her, pressing his wet chest against her back.

'Did you cum?' Sammi asked, over her shoulder, rain still pouring down her face, turning the ground beneath their feet muddy.

'No,' David replied, as he nipped as the flesh of her shoulders.

Sammi could feel him still hard inside her. 'Then lets put that right,' she said, lifting onto her toes until he slipped out of her. She took his hand as she turned to look at him. He pushed his wet hair out of his face. Quickly she undid the buttons on his dress shirt, peeling it off his hard body, throwing it to the sodden floor. He bent forward to pull off his pants and boxers. Sammi stood in front of him, naked, her body glistening in the torrent of rain, her long blonde hair clinging to her shoulders.

She took his hand again and walked backwards until her feet left the brown earth and found lush, green grass. She lay back, the cool wet grass a pleasant contrast to the warm, humid air. David knelt between her splayed legs and he dropped forward, his still rigid erection finding her vagina, wet with excitement and the precipitation. She wrapped her legs around him as he slid inside her, arms braced on the ground, the tightness drawing a groan from his lips and Sammi gasped as he filled her.

His strokes were long and steady and Sammi let her head fall back into the long grass, her arms falling back above her head, outstretched and she looked up at him as she bathed in the pleasure of David's erection.  The summer rain fell on their naked bodies, the heavy droplets splashing on her breasts, making her already sensitive nipples harden, and David lowered his head to take them in his mouth.

'I love your breasts,' he said as he released one nipple and moved to the other, and in a moment of bravery, one of several she had been experiencing since starting this weekend with her boss' hot boss, she let loose a sentence she had never said before.

'Cum on them.'

'Really?'

'Yes, I want you to. I want to make you cum on my breasts.' She opened her eyes to see David, arms locked, staring down at her as he continued to thrust into her. She smiled, pushing his wet hair out of his face, and then she was reaching down, holding his balls. David's eyes closed at her touch and she felt him flex inside her and she knew he was close.

'Pull out when you're ready,' she said, louder to be heard over the rain and the thunder that was rolling closer, lightning flashing behind the clouds.

And then she felt his body stiffen, she rested her free hand on her stomach and as he pulled out of her she wrapped her fingers around his thick shaft, looking down, the rain mixing with her own wetness on his penis. She slid her hand down to the base of his shaft before drawing it back to the head and over the ridge, slick with her juices. David gasped and in response Sammi ran her thumb up the to the tip, her fingers playing over his head and back down his length before moving back to the ridge, the speed of her hand increasing. She could see David's eyes on her face and as she watched his penis as his body tensed and he came, spurting his thick fluid up over her body onto her neck and breasts, mixing with the heavy rain. She stopped the movement of her hand, watching as the last of his cum flowed onto her flat stomach, pooling in her navel and running down over her sides, washed away by the torrent of water from the thick clouds above their naked bodies.

Their kiss was breathless as David's arms buckled and he fell beside her, the sodden grass squelching under his frame. Sammi lifted her head and he placed his arm beneath her neck and she turned to kiss his bicep.

'So,' he said, his free hand moving over his eyes to protect them from the torrent of rain. 'I'm your boss's hot boss, huh?'