I was soaked. My clothes were soaked. I was shivering so bad my teeth chattered. Suddenly the rain let up enough that I spied in the distance a ram shackled decrepit building. It wasn't much but it would hold off some of the rain and if I were lucky, it might have some source of heat.
I rushed to get inside before the next diamond bright lighting flash or loud clap of thunder. I didn't stop to think that others might have the same idea.
I knocked him to the earthen floor before I realized I had company. I offered him a hand and he used it, the thunder split the sky and I jumped and screamed. He held me close.
He was young, probably one of the caddies. We both laughed embarrassed at our wet state and at the closeness of our bodies once we realized we were still holding each other.
He leaned down and whispered into my ear. "The lightening can't get us here, and thunder never killed anyone. Let's see if we can get a fire started."
It was only then that I noticed the firepit and the wood next to it. Shakily we separated and looked for kindling. It wasn't till we were all set to start the fire, I asked "do you have a lighter?"
He laughed, "No but you do."
I looked down and my soggy cigarettes and lighter could be seen through my almost transparent shirt. "Oh" was all I managed as the blush swept up my face and over it.
"Don't be embarrassed you actually look quite good soaked, most women look like drowned rats." Once again, all I could do was blush.
He had the fire going within minutes and the shed started to warm up. He suggested we strip to our underwear and place the clothes closer to the fire then keep each other warm.
I was already getting hot but it had nothing to do with the fire in the pit. He was wearing jeans; tight jeans and the wetness made them tighter. Nothing was hidden from view. He obviously worked out as he was nothing but muscles and his male package clearly extended down the right side of his leg. I shivered again this time in desire.
He smiled that lazy we have all afternoon to get acquainted kind of smile. He held out his hand. "I'm Cory and your Missy James; I've seen you around the club." He pulled me to him. "Let's share some body heat."
I felt his maleness jump as he held me close and harden as his legs entangled mine. He tilted my head up and looked deep into my eyes. "Stop me if I'm wrong but it seems like you want this as much as I do." His hands reached for my buttons and I pulled his wet T-shirt over his head.
When my mouth covered his small male nipples, sucked,and teased them he had his answer. I thought. "Damn the conventions and tomorrow, here and now was looking pretty good to me".
Cory carefully removed my blouse and bra and spread them out with his shirt to dry. He pushed a picnic table into the space around the fire and gently helped me lay on it.
"Now", he smiled "for the rest of us". He undressed us and then we were laying together heat pulsing around us and in us.
My hand softly found its way down our bellies to his hardening staff and his cupped my breast as his mouth found and took possession of its nipple. A soft moan from both of us and the smell of arousal told the story of lovers everywhere.
Suddenly the storm was a background noise to the taste, smell, and feel of an aroused man and to my desires. He stood and pulling me to the end of the table knelt sniffing deeply before his tongue found my deepest secrets.
"There is nothing more beautiful then a sexy woman, and one who smells and tastes good to is a real treat." I laughed and he got even by burying his tongue deep inside me and then rolling my hot button between his thumb and finger setting me off on a long slow gentle very satisfying climax.
