Arriving at the stables, Marco opened the door, stepped aside and waved his hand and did a mock bow. Binky stepped inside closing the stable door behind her and bolting it. Marco pushed her against it and pulled her denim mini skirt up to her waist and traced his fingers across the top of her knickers, moving his hands round to the back he cupped her buttocks in his hands. Hands so large they totally covered her. He pushed his hands to the side opening her bottom before kissing her, slowly at first, before becoming more urgent, his tongue finding hers and flicking his own against it. Binky felt a dam of desire explode inside her and trickle through her body making her legs feel weak as she succumbed to Marco. Her mind wandered to the pure hard sex they were going to have before she was aware that Marco had abruptly stopped kissing her and had pulled down her skirt. Binky looked at him a frown of confusion darkening her elfin features.
"Do you know what I think we should do?" Marco kissed Binky's forehead. "I think we should completely re-enact the first time we fucked. So, we discuss the same things we did that day. Have similar conversations and do exactly what we did."
"Surely you are not seriously expecting me to remember word for word our exact conversation?" Binky asked exasperated beyond belief that Marco had stopped just as she had just been ready to get on with giving and receiving sexual pleasure. "It was nearly eleven years ago for Gods sake."
Marco threw back his head and laughed and if Binky hadn't known better she would have thought he was being a tad patronising.
"I'm not asking you to remember the conversation verbatim. We can ad lib all that but you must remember how it all started and what we did?"
How could she forget? Fucking Marco had come as a complete surprise to her. She'd been studying for her A levels and had only discovered sex six months earlier in another unexpected situation. After losing her virginity, Binky had enjoyed the experience so much, she'd announced to her best friend Julia that she was going to fuck every day for the rest of her life. The fact it had been Julia's father who Binky had slept with was a tiny piece of information Binky certainly wasn't going to divulge to Julia. Binky's shell had been opened and a deep, horny switch had been flicked on in her brain. She had been as true as she could be to her word ever since.
"Ok let's do it." Binky smiled at Marco and traced her finger across his lips. "Should be good."
"Good girl, so go and get your riding gear back on and remember I want everything to be the same as it was that day."
Ten minutes later, Binky walked into the stables wearing her jodhpurs', riding shirt and riding jacket. She had put her hair in plaits, riding hat under one arm, her riding crop in the other.
Marco had his back to her and was putting hay out in Jasper's stable. Binky went over to the fence that surrounded the stables, put on her riding hat and leant on the fence watching Marco as he worked. Already Binky was beginning to feel eighteen again and it gave her a bigger thrill then she ever could have imagined. She continued to watch Marco undetected as she had that all those years ago. She took a brief moment to admire his strong arms and broad manly shoulders before she coughed announcing her presence.
"Binky! I didn't hear you come in, have you had a good day at school?" Marco asked, propping his hands on the top of the rake and resting his chin on them.
"I have been to college, Marco not school." Binky admonished. "I'm not a child you know."
Marco looked her up and down, his eyes briefly resting on her breasts before his eyes found hers; he nodded his head in approval.
"I can see you are looking more grown up Binky, it's like it's happened over night."
Binky climbed onto the fence and sat down, taking off her riding hat she handed it to Marco who took it off her and hung it up with Jaspers tack. "I'm more grown up than you think Marco, believe me." Binky casually looked at her nails before looking up at Marco and flashing him a smug, sarcastic smile.
Marco laughed. "Well who am I to argue? What time is your father home? We are meant to be taking a new horse but if your father isn't here to sign and the damn horse will have to be sent back."
Binky shrugged and adjusted the bobble at the end of one of her plaits.
"You know my father as well as I do Marco, if he isn't working or playing golf he's fucking some slut, so in answer to your question, I haven't got a clue when he will be home."
"Binky! You shouldn't say things like that about your father." Marco wagged his finger at her. "That is very, very naughty."
"It's not naughty, it's the truth and what isn't nice about the comment I made? Fucking is a great thing to do isn't it?" She looked at Marco defiantly. "I think it's a great way to spend your time."
Marco smiled and picked up his rake, resuming his work in the stable. "I doubt you know anything about that Binky."
"You'd be surprised, just because I look innocent doesn't mean I am, not by a long chalk."
"Maybe I like you being innocent Binky. Maybe the thought that you are is what could possibly drive a man wild."
