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This story deals with themes of explicit sex.  If you're too young to
be here, you're too young to read it.  Scram.)




			  SUMMER FUN


		 INTRODUCTION. THE BEGINNING



    Bill, one of the area's best electrical engineers, was rapidly
approaching his breaking point.  For over six years he had given his
company all he had to give, only to find that they had no real
appreciation for his dedication.   At the close of a long Memorial Day
weekend, Bill decided to use his accumulated vacation time and take
off of work until September.

    A few weeks later, Bill went out with Frank, his longtime buddy.
Frank owned a successful landscaping and maintenance company that
catered to the more affluent sections of society.  After one of their
many rounds of drinks, in their third bar, Bill mentioned how bored he
was beginning to get with all the time on his hands.  Frank responded,
"Why not come work with me for the rest of the summer?  I have more
work than I can handle and could really use another supervisor whom I
can trust."

    While intrigued by the idea, Bill added, "Well, I don't want to
lock myself into anything right now.  After all, that's why I took the
time off from work, to relax."

    "Aw!  Come on Bill!  You know I wouldn't do that to you.  If you
felt like walking at any time, I wouldn't stop you.  I really do need
another supervisor and you'd be doing me a favor.  All you have to do
is watch over the crews and handle the clients.  It's easy work, you
get a good tan, and there are plenty of attractive women to keep your
mind occupied.".

    "Well, I guess it couldn't hurt to try it for a few weeks, anyway.
When do you want me to start?"

    "How about the day after tomorrow?  It'll take that long for the
two of us to sober up after tonight."

    "Okay, Frank!  You've got yourself a deal!  Bartender!  Another
round here, and make 'em doubles!"


			I.  WASH AND DRY


    It had been over a month since Bill agreed to work for Frank.  He
still vividly remembered the phone call at 4 am reminding him he was
to be at the office by sunrise.  It took him all of ten minutes to
remember why he was supposed to be there, but he was.  In fact, he
liked the work so much that he's been there every day since.  It was
only a short time before he realized he enjoyed working on the land,
under the sun, and raising up a good sweat.  Sure, his muscles ached,
but in a way that made him feel healthy and good about himself.

    The crew that Bill supervised turned out to be a great bunch of
people who all knew their jobs well.  Bill never had to worry about
any of the six men and two women slacking off or making mistakes.
They were professional in every respect.  After all, since they were
working the grounds of the richest people in the state, they had to be
the best.  Word travels fast amongst the elite and the egos that lived
in these mansions didn't forgive easily, nor did they tolerate
mishaps.  Of course, they also rewarded good work in many varied ways.

    It was at the Hamilton home that Bill discovered just how very
interesting some of these families really were.  A light, misty rain
had been falling since early morning.  Bill informed Mrs. Hamilton
that they would return the next day, weather permitting, and complete
the work.  She agreed that was the best course of action and mentioned
that she was also on her way to the country club, but for a bridge
tournament.  This sat well with Bill as he preferred to have the owner
present when his crew was working.  This helped to eliminate the
possibility of misunderstandings and the like.

    After he had dispatched the crew to the various tasks at the
country club, Bill realized that they had left their small tractor
mower at the Hamilton's.  He told John, his assistant, he would get it
and return shortly.  Finding Mrs. Hamilton in the lobby area, Bill
explained the oversight and she happily loaned him the key to the gate
across the driveway.  She explained that it was a spare and he could
just leave in the pool's bungalow when he was finished.

    A half-hour later, Bill was loading the tractor onto the trailer
in what was now a heavy storm.  Totally drenched, he entered the
poolside bungalow to leave the gate key.  Once inside, he was taken
with the luxury of what was, basically, just a changing room.  The
place was outfitted with plush furniture, a wet-bar, a bedroom, a
small kitchen and complete bath facilities.  "If this is just for
changing clothes, I'm not sure I want to see the house itself!" he
said aloud to himself.

    "And why not?" a voice responded.

    Bill nearly jumped out of his skin.  Quickly turning he was taken
with what was now in his vision.  She was about 20 and had a body that
Hugh Hefner would have killed to have appear in Playboy.  What really
caught his attention, though, was her face.  It was the most innocent
and angelic face he had ever seen.  After his initial shock wore off,
he said.  "And who are you?".

    "I'm Theresa Hamilton, Terri to my friends.  Now, who are YOU and
what are you doing here?"

    "I'm Bill Powers, the landscaping supervisor.  We left a tractor
behind this morning and your mother loaned me the gate key so that I
could come and get it.  She told me to leave it in here when I was
through.  Had I known someone was home, though, I wouldn't have
troubled her for the key."

    "I just got back from Hawaii this morning, apparently after
everyone had gone."

    "Well, Miss Hamilton, I am sorry to have bothered you.  If you
will excuse me, I have to be on my way now."

    The vixen smiled coyly and offered; "You can't go out in that
storm.  Besides you'll catch cold in all those wet clothes.  Why don't
you just wait until the rain lets up a bit.  Anyway, I could use the
company."

    "I'm not sure that's a good idea, Miss Hamilton," said Bill,
hoping she would argue the point.

    She passed another coy smile and said; "Please, my friends call me
Terri."

    "Okay, Terri.  I have a crew working at the country club and
they're expecting me back.  We have work to do whether it's raining or
not.  In fact, some of our work is easier in the rain."

    "Well, I see your point, but I was just getting ready to start
lunch.  Won't you at least stay and eat with me?  We can throw your
clothes in the dryer while we eat."

    "I have to confess that sounds too good to pass up."

    "Well, Bill, you can take your clothes off in the bedroom.  There
are several robes in the closet there.  I hope you like pasta, that's
what I'm making for lunch."

    "Sounds good!  I'll be right back."  Bill entered the bedroom and
closed the door.  While undressing, he considered the situation and
thought that mixing business with pleasure could be a mistake.  It
could be that Terri is just a friendly person and if he made a move he
could jeopardize himself and Frank's business.  He decided to be on
his best behavior.

    Terri took his soaked clothing and started the dryer.  Then she
returned to the kitchen and finished preparing the meal.  Bill felt a
little self-conscious sitting across from such a beautiful woman while
he was wearing only a robe.

    Lunch was superb and the wine was excellent.  Maybe just a little
too excellent, he thought.  He was beginning to fantasize more and
more about the parts of Terri's body hidden by her sparse outfit.

    After the meal, they checked on Bill's clothes, only to find them
still very wet.  "Another 30 minutes or so should do it." she said as
they returned to the sofa to relax.  Terri sat close to him, at least
closer than necessary.  This only made Bill's resolve a little less
strong than during lunch.  She talked of her upbringing and of the
many places she had visited.  Then it was Bill's turn.  He started to
explain how he ended up working for Frank when she edged a little
closer and turned towards him under the pretext of hearing better.
Bill continued his story, though a little nervously.

    As she moved closer, he could feel the heat from her body, smell
the scent of her cologne, and detect the strong gaze of her eyes.  He
was becoming aroused and was a bit embarrassed by it.  He shifted to
try and hide the growing bulge in the robe.  That was a mistake.  His
slight movement, and his arousal, only caused the robe to part and
expose every inch of his hardened manhood.  Terri gasped, but not in
shock, "My god!  That is beautiful!"  Before he could apologize or
cover himself, she had her hand on it, encircling the warm shaft.  As
she did so, she pressed her lips against his.  Bill's resistance was
gone.  He responded avidly by embracing her and began exploring her
lips with his tongue.  He then moved his lips to her neck and that ran
his tongue to her ears and nibbled on her lobes.  Meanwhile, Terri
opened his robe further and began slowly stroking his cock.

    Bill worked his hands to her buttons and, after a little fumbling,
managed to release her magnificent breasts.  As he moved his mouth to
encircle her right nipple, he thought that he had never seen breasts
more perfectly formed than these.  He then turned his attention to the
other nipple as Terri, still stroking his cock, moaned in delight.

    Slowly and deliberately, Bill worked his way down her body.  As he
removed her shorts he was pleasantly surprised to find that she wore
no panties.  He swirled his tongue across her belly and slowly down to
the top of her pubic hair.  He massaged her thighs and then resumed
his tonguing behind her thighs.  When he reached the sensitive area
behind her knees, he used a light touch that seemed to drive her wild
with passion.  She begged him to stop teasing her and tried to draw
his head to her vagina.  Bill continued down the one leg and up the
other.  When he reached the top of her thighs, he began to lightly
blow across her entire pubic area.  She moaned louder in response and
again begged him to stop his teasing.

    Bill moved his lips to her inner thigh and imparted light caresses
on his way up.  When he finally reached her pussy, he reached out with
his tongue and slightly tickled her.  She moaned even more.  He then
began his assault in earnest.  First penetrating her vaginal lips with
his tongue, and then moving slightly upward to the clitoris.  When he
finally reached it, Terri had her first orgasm.  It was followed by
two more in the few moments that followed.  Bill kept up the
stimulation until, two more orgasms later, she motioned for him to
stop.  He kissed his way up, across her breasts, until he was again
nuzzling he neck.  "God!  You smell soooo good!" he whispered.

    Terri slowly rolled them over until she was atop Bill and said,
"Now, it's your turn to be teased!".  She started much as he did, by
kissing his ears and nibbling on his neck.  She paid particular
attention to his nipples.  Though his women usually ignored this area,
it aroused him greatly.  She slowly worked her way down and moved to
his balls and gently took each one in her mouth and caressed it with
her tongue, all the while avoiding his hardened member.  As her lips
continued their minstrations on his balls, her hands found their way
to his chest.  She massaged him sensuously.  Then she raised her head,
and with only her lips, slowly engulfed the head of his cock.  Terri
used a slight suction and moved down its full length, until the head
was nestled deeply in her throat.  She held that position for a
moment, letting her throat muscles relax around the oral intruder.
Bill let out a loud moan as her head started to bob up and down on his
tool.  Terri would withdraw until just the tip remained between her
lips, then she drew it in slowly and caressed it with swirling motions
of her tongue until the head was once again in her throat.

    This continued until she sensed Bill was ready to come.  When his
balls tightened, she slowed down to a complete stop and would move her
attention elsewhere, until his cock lost its iron-rod rigidity.  Then,
she would start again.  This went on for what seemed to be hours.
Finally, Terri removed herself and sat astride Bill's torso on her
knees.  She reached back and used her left hand to guide his cock
between her pussy lips.  Once there, she rotated her ass and inched
that hard rod into her pussy until she felt that she could take no
more.  Once inside, she knew that there was still a good inch or two
to go, but just couldn't get it in.  They began a rhythmic motion and
were soon lost in a sexual rhapsody.  After a time, Bill sat up and
they rolled over, without missing a stroke.  As Bill moved his cock
into her, they moaned and kissed.  Terri had just had her sixth orgasm
of the day when Bill pulled out and flipped her onto her stomach.  She
knew what he wanted and raised herself so he could enter her from
behind.  As his member again entered her vagina, she concentrated and
tried to take it all.  However, Bill was just too large for her.
While she was feeling his internal massage, his fingers played her
clitoris like a harp.  She was going wild and soon had another orgasm
and felt herself rising to yet another when Bill again pulled out,
leaving her with an empty sort of feeling there.  He kissed his way
down her back and across her buttocks until his tongue found her
vagina from the rear.  Bill's tongue brought her to orgasm again and
still he continued.  When he finally stopped, he again laid her on her
back and positioned himself between her legs.  He raised her knees and
then her ankles until both feet were over her shoulder.  She reached
down and guided his cock to her pussy.  He said, "Let's see if you can
really take it all."

    His cockhead parted her vaginal lips and continued on until she
had taken all but an inch of his cock.  She whimpered, "Please!  I
want it all!"  Bill started pumping in and out and Terri found herself
traveling down that now familiar road to orgasm.  As she felt it build
and build, she became obsessed with taking all of Bill's penis.  Then,
just as she started to come, she grabbed his buttocks and pulled with
all her might.  Bill plunged the full length of his cock into her.
Her eyes went wide with both shock and delight as she had the most
intense orgasm ever.  "Don't stop!  Give me all of it!  I want to feel
all of you inside me," was all she could say.  Bill, not being one to
disappoint a woman, continued to piston his cock into her.  He would
pull out until just the tip was between the lips and then plunge in
until his pubic hairs pressed against hers.

    Bill started to sense that feeling growing in his loins and
increased his speed, trying to get even deeper into this lovely and
sensual creature that lay writhing beneath him.  His cock moved in and
out rapidly.  Then, he felt it coming and pushed against her.  Terri
screamed, "I feel so full.  Come on, Bill, fill me up.  I wanna feel
your sperm shoot inside of me.  Do it now!"  That was all he needed to
set him off.  He felt as though all of his internal organs were trying
to escape through his penis at one time.  As he spurted deep inside
her, she gasped, "Oh, yes!  I feel it.  More!  Give me more!"  When he
was drained, he lowered her legs and pumped a little more.  They
relaxed and soon fell asleep, Bill's penis still buried in Terri's
snatch.

    Bill was awakened by a strange feeling.  Upon opening his eyes, he
found his cock buried to the hilt in Terri's mouth.  "I remembered
that I hadn't had dessert yet," said Terri.  She attacked his now hard
member with great fervor.  He watched her head bob and felt her lips
tighten each time the head passed between them.  Her hands play with
his balls.  Then, she suddenly stopped and laid back.  He arose and
tried to mount her for another good screw when she told him that she
was too sore and wanted only to please him.  She lay on her back in a
position that let her head hang over the arm of the sofa and
instructed Bill to stand behind her.  As she dropped her head back, it
was perfectly aligned with his penis.  She reached for his cock and
guided it between her waiting lips.  Bill let her orchestrate the
movements for fear of hurting her.  It wasn't long before he found
himself humping her warm mouth.  It was incredible!  He could feel his
cock enter her throat each time and it was heavenly.  Terri seemed to
be getting as excited as he was.  Her hands were wrapped around his
ass pulling him in deep each time.  It was only a short while before
his cock again gushed.  Terri tried to swallow it all, but a few drops
ran out the sides of her mouth.  She kept on sucking and had soon
milked Bill dry.

    To his surprise and her delight, his cock stayed hard and she
continued sucking until it was again as hard as iron.  Terri then
turned around and presented her ass to him saying, "Well, my mouth is
tired and my pussy is sore, but we can try," she said coyly.

    "Well, what are we waiting for?" said Bill.  Looking around the
room, he spied a bottle of hand lotion on the counter and grabbed it.
He opened the bottle and first poured some on his hands.  He then
spread some across her back and ass and rubbed it in.  Meanwhile she
was stroking his penis with her lotion filled hands.  Soon, they were
both glistening and covered with the oil.

    As Bill readied his cock to enter her, Terri slid back and his
cock slid all the way into her pussy on the one stroke.  "Ooooooh!
Deeper Bill, Deeper!" moaned Terri.  Bill started pumping wildly as
Terri, despite her soreness, had another orgasm.  She loved getting it
this way, doggy style.  As Bill pushed his cock in, she shoved her ass
back to meet him.  At one point, Bill pulled out and raised his cock a
little higher.  Terri had just started back when he pushed forward.
Her eyes suddenly went wide and before she knew exactly what had
happened, his penis was buried halfway into her virgin ass.  Tears ran
down her face, but she was not about to make him stop his assault.

    At first, it was a little painful for Terri.  Then, as Bill's
fingers played with her pussy and he plunged his cock deeper into her
ass, she started to enjoy it.  Bill pushed deeper and deeper until she
had again taken all of him.  The tempo increased as his balls slapped
against her pussy and she moaned in response.  She orgasmed again and
again as his finger matched his tempo.  Then, he came.  She could feel
his juices shoot deep inside her ass and it gave her a warm, sexy
feeling.

    After extracting themselves, they took a shower.  After which,
Terri sat Bill down and gave him a soft sensuous blow job to end the
day.  Bill dressed and asked if they could see each other again.  "Are
you kidding?  My parents would disown me if they knew I was dating a
man that worked for them!  But, if you ever have time, stop by again
and I am sure we can find a mutually satisfying way to pass the time."

    Bill was dumbfounded, but not totally surprised.  He started the
truck and slowly drove to the country club to rejoin his crew.
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