It was the last day of summer camp for the staff. The kids had been picked up at noon, and we had spent the afternoon cleaning up and locking things away for the winter. The plan was to have a campfire, but heavy thunderstorms prevented it. The camp director decided to put a movie on in the main hall, and we were all going to bring our sleeping bags in and watch the movie.
It seemed like everyone was starting to pair off before the movie even began. Relationships between the staff were strongly frowned upon, but people started to make their attentions known in the last week or so. My girlfriends found spots away from other people next to the boys that they were interested in.
I sighed and settled into a spot that wasn't too close to any other couples.
"Hey Daisy, are you watching this by yourself?" I looked up from the floor, and saw Ben, one of my co-counselors.
"Yeah. The girls have found someone else to cuddle up with. I actually like these goofy movies, so I'm ok with eating popcorn and watching it." I patted the bag of junk food that was beside me.
"Do you mind if I join you? I've got peanut butter cups." Ben waved a package of chocolate in front of me. We had a few kids with peanut allergies, so anything with peanuts was contraband.
"Are you serious? I haven't had peanut butter all summer. I'll share if you do." I smiled at him. Ben unrolled his sleeping bag next to mine.
The lights soon dimmed and the movie began. Oblivious to the rest of the people around us, Ben and I had a good time. We shared all our candy and talked through most of the movie. Suddenly, there was a bright flash of lightening, followed almost immediately by a loud roar of thunder. The lights in the hall went out, and a few people screamed.
We sat in relative silence for a few minutes until the camp director flicked on a flashlight and walked to the front of the room.
"It looks like lightening struck the transformer by the road. We probably won't get any power on until after you all leave to go home. We'll be sleeping in the main hall tonight." Flashlight clicked on and the kitchen staff set out a few candles.
The rain was pounding so hard against the metal roof that it created white noise in the background. It drowned all the other conversations out.
"Are there any more peanut butter cups left?" I asked, as I sifted through the wrappers that littered the floor near our sleeping bags.
"Sorry, I think that I just ate the last one." Ben replied.
"I guess that's it. No more peanut butter for me." I sighed.
"Well," Ben hesitated. "I do have an idea." He leaned over and kissed me. I pulled back and looked around.
"We can't do this. There are people around us." But I noticed that everyone around us was either doing the same thing, or they were sleeping. Nobody was looking at us.
"Nobody cares, Daisy. Nobody will notice." He reached for my hand. Around us, flashlights clicked off as more people decided to go to sleep.
"Ok," I swallowed as I reached around his neck and pulled him in for another kiss.
The darkness and the sound of the rain made us feel isolated. I fumbled for the zipper of my sleeping bag in the dark. Ben caught on to what I was doing. His fingers were much more adept, and he soon had our two sleeping bags zipped together.
Our kissing soon turned into something that seemed hungrier. It was like we couldn't get enough of each other. We were kissing every available part of each other: lips, necks, ears...
I was wearing my pyjamas - a thin tank top and boxer type shorts. The tank top kept getting pulled aside, and it soon got pulled down right under my breasts.
Ben took that as an invitation, and his hands were soon cupping them and his thumbs were making circles around the nipples.
I moaned quietly and hooked my leg around his, pulling his pelvis in toward mine. Our hips rocked together, and I could feel him harden in his shorts.
