Let me tell you about that summer when I first got to know Nick the way I know him now. I had just turned 20 and he, just a few months older. Working at that summer camp was the very thing that brought us together.
It was the first warm, sunny day of the summer. I had decided to wear a light dress as to emphasise the beginning of the summer and of course because it was a lot more comfortable than tight jeans on a day like this.
I was standing there in the kitchen, preparing the food for today, pizza. The kids at the summer camp would love it and since there was such nice weather there was no hurry. The kids would be way too busy to be thinking about food anyways.
As I opened the window to let in some air, I heard steps approaching the kitchen. I turn around and see Nick.
"Hi, what owes me the pleasure of your divine company my dear sir?" I said, as we had developed that kind of inside joke we shared with each other during this first week of working together.
He replied accordingly "Well, see. I just arrived with my carriage and thought I would ask my fair lady if she would appreciate some assistance in the food department?"
He gave me a flirtatious look.
"Why thank you, that would be much appreciated." I said as I burst into laughter and he joined in.
He was so cute when he laughed, his whole face lit up with joy. I liked his rough, dark, brown hair and the way his body was built - a bit muscular but still that kind of big, soft body type.
"Should I take care of the tomato sauce and you'll keep on taking care of the dough?" He must have seen me work on the dough when he passed the window on his way in.
"Sure, that sounds great!" I reply.
I lift out the dough unto the table and start to spread it out, well aware of what view Nick must be having. I turn my head a bit to see his reaction and he immediately looks down into the pan with tomato sauce. I take out some more flour and it gets all over my dress.
"Oops!" I say, and Nick turns his head and starts laughing as he sees what happened. "My hands are all dough-y, could you help me brush this off" I say while laughing.
Nick walks over and start brushing off the dough from my stomach.
"There's some up here too..." and look down at my chest, just slightly blushing. Nick hesitantly starts brushing it off too while laughing nervously. I enjoy his tentativeness. I look down to see if there's anything on the floor and catch a glimpse of a subtle bulge in Nicks soft shorts. I bend down to try to scope up what's left on the floor - I slow down my movements as I feel Nick slowly moving behind me.
I rise up slowly, slightly moving backwards but just enough for him to get the hint. He does. After all we have been flirting with each other all week. He moves closer and presses his body against mine. Now I can feel his bulge growing against my dress. I push back a bit and his hands start wandering up and down along my sides. His touch sends shivers along my spine.
As I rise up his hands land on my hips for a moment - we know we are both thinking the same thing. There's no turning back now is there? I feel him growing against my back. My hands rest on the counter and I start massaging the dough again.
He whispers in my ear "Do you need any help with that?"
"Sure, I would love that." I whisper back. His hands move along my arms, caressing them and he puts them over my hands, our motions become synced as he starts moving his whole body in the same rhythm as our hands. I feel his whole body against mine, only thin layers of fabric between us. I feel his bulge growing further, now positioned in line with my butt. I feel myself getting aroused and wet. I wonder if he notices my stiff nipples under my dress.
I whisper to him "I want you to fuck me right here and now!"
He seems pleased but asks "what if someone sees us?"
"Don't worry about that, they have all gone out swimming I think, we will be fine. And I need this."
