Bobbi Jo walked slowly through the pasture and kicked her bare feet through the clover while she daydreamed. The harsh burring rise and fall of cicadas filled the afternoon air, the blue sky dotted with clouds colored steel gray on the bottoms that gradually changed to brilliant white tops. Bobbi kept her eyes closed, face tilted up to the warm sun and shivered at the sensation of the clover caressing her bare feet and slipping between her toes.
Summertime was Bobbi 's favorite time of the year even with the thick humidity and blazing heat, even if the sun did play hell with her pale skin and freckles sprinkled liberally across her cheeks and small upturned button nose. She could already feel the sheen of sweat coating her entire body beneath the thin summer dress she had slipped into the second she had got home from school as well as the warm breezes that sent waves rushing across the ankle high clover.
Bobbi swiped at a lock of auburn hair stuck to her forehead and watched a redtail hawk circling lazily on a warm updraft and took a deep, slow breath of the sweet smelling air. The clacking brrt, brrt, brrt of a grasshopper that had been startled by her walk sounded, a stray, warm breeze tugging at her dress with so many of the buttons left undone. Bobbi smiled and tilted her head towards the sun, a stray hand finding another of those buttons and slipping it free. Another breath of warm air brushed across her chest that the top three buttons left exposed, the breeze tugging at the open front of her dress that the bottom four buttons did nothing to hold so the breeze could caress her sweaty skin in places good girls didn't mention.
Bobbi's lips parted, the tip of her tongue touching her upper lip while her fingers found one more button to undo to expose just a little more of her inner thighs to the warm breeze.
No one had ever accused Bobbi of being a good girl.
"Bobbi Jo!" a voice called from across the pasture.
Bobbi 's heart leapt and she turned to see Allen and his two brothers walking along the gravel road with fishing poles resting on their shoulders and tackleboxes swinging in hand. Allen waved and used a hand to push up a strand of barbwire before ducking beneath while stepping over the lower strand.
Allen was eighteen, tall, sandy haired, broad shouldered, and in Bobbi 's class at school, his family owning the farm across the way from her own. His two older brothers, Bill and Jason were much the same but had gone off to college in the previous couple of years.
Bobbi waved and felt her nipples press against the fabric of her dress while Bill and Jason quickly followed Allen into the pasture, her smile widening as she twisted her torso from side to side to feel the rasp of cloth across her suddenly very sensitive nips.
"Hey Bobbi, it's good to see you again," Jason, the oldest as well as the tallest of the three said as soon as they reached her.
"I know, it's been what, over a year since I got to say hi!" Bobbi replied and then stood on tiptoe to give Jason's cheek a kiss.
Bobbi grinned at the glower Allen gave his brother behind his back before she stepped past Jason to kiss Allen's cheek while he blushed a bright red.
"What about me?" Bill asked.
"I'd never leave you out," Bobbi replied with a suggestive smile and again had to stand on tiptoe to kiss Bill.
As soon as Bobbi leaned up Bill turned his head to press his lips against hers, his tongue darting out to flick against her lips before she stepped back with a mock glare.
"Hey!" Allen cried.
"What's college been like?" Bobbi interjected before Allen could get to upset, "I bet you two have been learning all kinds of things in the big city!"
Bill and Jason glanced at each other with knowing smiles and nods.
"Oh, we might have picked up a few things here and there," Jason replied, his brown eyes staring intently into Bobbi 's blue.
"We were going to go fishing down at the creek," Allen said with a hopeful expression, "Maybe you'd like to come along?"
"She's not going to want to go stand around and watch us fish!" Bill said mockingly.
Bobbi glanced up at the sound of a car along the gravel road and was very happy to see that it wasn't her father's old F250 before turning back to the three young men. Jason was smiling down at her, the tip of his tongue running over slightly parted lips while Bill only watched with his head tilted to the side.
"Probably not," Jason said after a moment, "But we haven't seen each other in so long, maybe you've got a better idea?"
Bobbi 's heart again skipped a beat as she glanced from Jason's open hunger to Bill's hopeful expression and then to Allen's slightly confused look as he glanced between his two older brothers.
"I don't know," Bobbi replied, "It's so hot and sticky, maybe a swim would be nice."
Jason and Bill both grinned in delight while Allen looked suddenly crestfallen.
"Yea, I'll have to run home, I didn't bring swim trunks," Allen said.
"Why go home?" Bobbi asked, "I didn't bring any either."
Bobbi turned and began to walk towards the back of the pasture and the wide, slow pool of water that a bend in the creek formed. The creek had undercut a limestone outcrop to form a deep ledge so that no matter how hot the summers got, the pool was always cool and shaded.
Bobbi smiled at a meaty thunk and Allen's cry of 'Ow!' and wondered which of the older brothers had just punched Allen in the arm. Jason stepped up next to her as she walked which explained who must have hit Allen, Bobbi smiling at his quick glances down at the front of her dress, the undone buttons letting it fall open with every step to reveal the freckled curve of her breasts.
"You know, Bill and I did some talking while we were in Louisville, maybe compared a few notes," Jason said after a few moments.
Bobbi's smile widened and she glanced up mischievously at Jason before giving a shrug, "So? Do you to have some of the same classes?"
"We've never shared any of the same classes, but....
"One of the things we were talking about was the 4th of July that summer before I left for school," Jason replied with a grin of his own, "Seems we were both bragging about something we did with a certain someone before we figured out we were both talking about you!"
"And it only took you what, three years to figure that out?" Bobbi replied while she felt a tingling sensation between her thighs at the memory of another long, hot, summer day.
A day that had started with Jason in the morning in the barn, Bill at lunch in his bedroom, Jason again in the afternoon in his old Mercury Comet, and had finally ended with Bill in the grass out in her own backyard.
A day that could still make her wet just by daydreaming about it, and a memory that was certainly making her wet now as the tingling quickly built into an ache.
"After we got done beating the shit out of each other when we figured out what had happened, we came up with an idea..." Jason said suggestively.
"Oh, really, and what did you two brilliant asses dream up?" Bobbi said sarcastically while her heart tried to jump through her chest.
"What are you two whispering about?" Allen asked as he hurried up beside them.
