Simon stopped to tie the laces on his walking boots, propping his foot up on a large hollow log he was conscious of Cheryl’s eyes peering subconsciously at his tight butt in the khaki coloured shorts he was wearing.
“Did you remember the insect repellent this time, Cheryl?”
“After the last debacle I could hardly forget, I was covered in little bite marks, reminded me of an old boy friend.”
“We are also going to need some sun tan lotion too, I have a bottle of SPF30, we will need to take shelter in the trees when the sun is directly overhead later but we should get it applied as soon as possible, it takes about 15 minutes for it to start working.”
“Do you feel that mugginess and heat in the air this morning?”
“There is a 35% chance of thunder, I heard it on the radio this morning. It’s a shame there isn’t any shelter out here.”
“That log you are leaning against, is it hollow inside?”
Simon leaned in and took a look down the fallen gnarled old oak tree. “The inside is covered in lichen, but it’s about nine feet long and about 4 feet wide. It’s also bone dry, unlike a lot of the ground around here. I think that answers your question.”
Cheryl continued to check him out as he reached around inside the dead tree trunk, she could see Simon worked out and was a fine strong specimen of a man.
As Simon stood up he winked at Cheryl who was smiling broadly, looking like the cat that had just got the cream.
This was Simon’s and Cheryl’s fifth visit to the site of the dig, they had met three months before in the library where they had both gone to pick up the same book on Roman Britain. Simon had wanted if for research for his historical reenactments, Cheryl for part of her thesis on how the Roman Occupation of the early 1st and 2nd Century had transformed Britain. Simon was attached to the police forensics investigation department and had found the old Roman Villa by accident while searching one of four possible crime scenes for a missing person investigation.
He had mentioned it to Cheryl as being a possible 3rd Century Villa that the local archaeological society considered of minimal importance but still an interesting find. Without the funding to set up a proper dig they would let volunteers go there in order to see if they could find anything of significance Simon was one of those volunteers. Cheryl had leapt at the chance to help him out when he had mentioned his weekend activities.
“There are very few of us in the society so it is often lonely and quiet, boring even. On a nice day though it’s a relaxing and pleasant way to spend the afternoon, with a trowel and getting your hands dirty.”
Today the heat was stifling; it was already 29 degrees Celsius in the late morning. Cheryl had dressed down for the day, just like Simon. She wore a little tank top and vest, with pleasant blue shorts and sensible summer flat-bottomed shoes. She lowered the straps on the top letting Simon’s strong hands rub the sun tan lotion into her neck shoulders and upper back. She gently purred as he massaged the oily white liquid into her soft pallid, porcelain skin.
“Careful, lets not enjoy ourselves too much!” Simon moved her long raven hair to one side as he worked the lotion into the region of her lower neck.
“You wish, Simon!” She teased him, much as she had teased him for the last few weeks they had attended site together, but Cheryl was shy, she had no idea how to tell Simon that she found him rugged and desirable.
“You only need to say the word, I have offered to take you out to dinner for the last two times you have been here, each time you say no though. I just can’t help thinking there is something you aren’t telling me.”
Cheryl avoided his line of enquiry and said nothing as she returned the favour to Simon, applying the sun tan lotion to the same areas of his body as he had done to her.
Cheryl moved off to dig site one, a small culvert in the middle of a field that seemed to be a source of water to the main site which was now covered by trees. Simon moved off into the trees and began working on raise stone masonry which seemed to be the inside of an inner wall, the society had supposed the room to be an atrium, the entrance to the villa but so far none of the flooring had been found.
As they both worked they began to get very warm and not a little sweaty, the humidity in the air made them both stop and take on water regularly as they both loosened their clothing as much as possible. In the trees Simon stripped off his polo shirt and worked with his bare chest and quite tight abs exposed as he scraped the areas around the stone masonry working towards the centre of the supposed entrance way.
Overhead the skies started to darken as Cheryl worked in a partially water logged ditch, trying to find evidence of stone work to prove this was a man made culvert and not a naturally occurring feature. She didn’t see the clouds roll in dull, ominous and strong and no doubt full of rain. She soon felt it though, drip, it hit the back of her neck, drop, it fell onto the rear of her little tank top, splosh, it caused her to shiver as it hit her soft white calves of her leg.
She turned to look up as the heavens opened, the rain falling in torrents as it came down drenching her within a few seconds, then she heard the rumble over head and knew she had to run to the trees.
She was totally soaked within those 400 yards as she squealed and yelled in trepidation and excitement racing towards where she knew Simon would be working. She arrived panting but full of vivre and vigour. She stopped dead as she saw Simon there naked from the waist up; he looked fantastic with his blonde neatly trimmed hair and blue eyes looking at her with passion and desire through a beaming smile.
“Do you feel it Simon? The electricity coursing through the air, it made me come alive during that run. I feel fantastic.”
“You look pretty good too, although I think the pastel colours of your top were a poor choice if you wanted to preserve your modesty.”
She looked down, her pert 34c breasts were clearly visible through the now semi transparent material, the worse thing was her nipples which were almost cherry like in appearance stood out like firm little thimbles giving Simon quite a view of her womanly charms. “I have to say though, even though my top is quite revealing, its nothing compared to how you look; such a fine specimen of a hunky man!”
The rain continued to fall and overhead the sky lit up with a flash of brilliant white light. Simon started to count, “1, 2, 3….” He reached 12 before he heard the thunder, “well it’s safe for now, and the eye of the storm is some distance away.”
Cheryl however wasn’t listening, her demeanour had changed and she was walking slowly in his direction running her hands over her stomach and upper legs. “Do you feel the intensity in the air? That spark, that tingling?”
“I feel an excitement of the danger of the oncoming storm but I am not sure what else…”
She grabbed him, “Shut up and kiss me!” Pressing herself against him she pressed her lips to his and took his breath away as she grabbed his hand and placed it on her left breast. Her hands moved to his abs feeling his tight stomach honed by walking and wearing the authentic armour of his reenactments. She proceeded to press herself up against him rubbing up against his groin and sighed as she felt his reaction develop. “Thunderstorms always make me super horny, I can’t help myself, this is the first time I have ever been with a man I find amazingly sexy.”
His hands moved to her top as she raised her arms inviting him to remove it, it took just seconds for her to be topless as well as he leaned in to kiss, lick and suck on her fully developed buds, she moaned in excitement as she felt his lips and tongue teasing them.
Her hands moved to his waistband and with one movement she stripped him of his shorts and a tight pair of briefs revealing a fully developed erection of quite some considerable size. Her right hand instantly wrapped around it as her left hand fondled his tight right pectoral as she kissed the top of his head.
Excited and squirming to her soft hand stroking his hard member he turned his attention to her shorts as once again the bright light lit up the sky above them. “1, 2, 3, 4.” He pulled her shorts off revealing she was wearing no panties and reveled in her bare little mound between her legs, lowering his hand he touched her soft wet folds for the first time, revealing she was waxed and hairless. “5, 6, 7, 8.” The thunder rolled in again. Lifting her into his arms he cradled her and pushed her up against a nearby tree, dropping to his knees and kissing her all over her pubic area before running his tongue skillfully and deliberately along her soft lips before gently spreading them and sucking on her hardening clit.
She grabbed the back of his head forcing him harder against her as he tasted her juices and lapped eagerly at her pussy causing her to cry out in excitement. “Simon, oh yes, yes, take me, I want you in me. Fuck me against this tree!”
He lifted her up, she wrapped her legs around him and strongly and silently he showed his prowess in finding her entrance and slowly slipping his hard throbbing member inch by inch inside her. He pinned her firmly up against the tree making her grab his shoulders eagerly, thrusting her pelvis forward to take him as deep as he could go.
He moved in and out, thrusting hard and deep causing her to yelp and squeal, as the sky let up again, this time he thrusted in time with his count of the seconds. “1, yes, 2, oh, 3, fuck,” the thunder hit again. “Shit, it’s getting too close, we have to run for that log.”
He let her dismount as they grabbed their clothes and raced naked across the field getting drenched with every step until they dived into the log. Simon feel back and Cheryl quickly mounted him, straddling him and taking him inside her again. As the lightning struck nearby and the rain pounded down on the wood over their heads they didn’t care. She moved faster her thighs tightly clamping him in her embrace as she arched her back and squeezed him tight. He couldn’t help himself, pulling her forward he kissed and caressed her nipples with his mouth as he thrust firmly and passionately inside her, letting her feel every movement and every buck and twitch of his hard throbbing member.
She cried out, clamping herself tightly around him as she felt her juices begin to flow swamping him in her orgasm. Her grip was so tight and eager that was no way he could stop, he felt his buttocks clench as he pressed home and returned the compliment exploding inside her with a cry of ecstasy.
As the storm moved away, they just held one another, not saying a word but realising things between them could never be quite the same way again. The sexual tension however was gone and now they had the future to get to know one another just that little bit better.
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