Note : Thanks again Drew. In the three weeks that had passed since the electrifying summer storm where Bev and Eddie had first had sex, there has been little opportunity to get together since, and each felt frustrated at the lack of progress. With the autumn fast approaching, and maintenance jobs needed at both households, time soon slipped past. Each had to put up with a brief hello over the garden fence or a wave as they passed each other on the drive.
Eddie decided to take matters into his own hands, and with the majority of his jobs done, called round to see if Bev needed a hand with any of hers.
"Eddie, come on in" Bev smiled warmly as she opened to the door. "You have to excuse the mess; I've been moving things up into the attic"
Bev's hair was messed up, and she had a dark smudge across her nose that seemed to smear the freckles that had popped out from exposure to the last of the summer sun. Unable to stop himself, Eddie reached out and gently wiped the mark clean, laughing as he did so. Bev blushed, her face reddening under her tanned skin, making her blue eyes sparkle. Her breath caught in her chest and she felt her heart thud. She wanted him again so badly.
"We don't seem to have managed to catch up for a while Bev, so I thought that you may like to have dinner with me tonight, after I have helped you out with whatever you need doing. Looks like hard work just for one" Eddie gestured at the boxes lined ready for storing.
"Do you know, that would be perfect – are you sure you don't mind?" replied Bev, her heart leaping at the prospect of more time with Eddie, and an evening spent in his company.
"Not at all. Come on, let's get started on this"
They picked up a box each and started up the stairs with Bev in front. Eddie gazed at her bottom as it swayed up the stairs, full and voluptuous, snug in a faded pair of jeans. Her t-shirt rode up a little at the back and Eddie resisted the temptation to throw the box down, push her to the floor and lick all down the curve of her spine. He could feel his cock stiffening as he remembered how she tasted and drew a deep breath as he tried to concentrate on the task in hand.
On the landing, Bev climbed the step ladder and called down to Eddie.
"Can you pass up the boxes please?"
"Shouldn't I be doing that Bev?" he asked.
He was rewarded with a glare as Bev dipped her head down out of the loft space. Eddie chuckled at her fierce independence and bent to pick up the first box. Placing his foot on the bottom rung he started reaching up and found his eyes dragged to where Bev's t-shirt had ridden up at the front. His gaze moved up to her full breasts and he longed to free them and take them into his mouth.
"What are you doing down there, come on or we'll never be finished" came Bev's muffled order.
Reluctantly Eddie averted his eyes and passed up the boxes. As Bev climbed down she found herself pressed up to Eddie as they mistimed the manoeuvre on the cramped landing. They both stood still for a split second before falling on to each other's mouths with hunger. Eddie's hands snaked under Bev's t-shirt, grazing her nipples and she let out a moan into Eddie's mouth at the same time that Bev's hand was brushing against Eddie's hard and straining cock.
They broke free gasping for breath and it was almost as if they were back in the summer storm as electricity seemed to crackle about them.
"We'd better get this job finished" said Bev with more conviction than she felt. "We can, um, continue this evening. If you'd like" she added hurriedly.
"Mm, yes" Eddie replied in a hoarse voice. "I would, very much. Come on , lets finish up"
The time flew by as the two packed away the boxes, stopping for stolen kisses, taking every opportunity to touch and caress, until it was hard to tell whether the heat from their bodies was from the hard work or the building passion.
"Will you come over at about 7:30 then?" asked Eddie.
