Horseplay
Chapter 16 : Conversations

  A thick fog wrapped the camp overnight and Neil lifted bales of hay
from the pallet elevator in awe of the beauty of the mountains
cloaked in a shawl of luminescant white. He paused at the upper
doorway of the stable and looked across the paddocks before lifting
another heavy bale with the bale hooks and dragging it to the huge
stack. He barely made sure that his inattentiveness didn't result in
a lopsided stack, but he had to move a whole pile after realizing
that he'd put it in the wrong area of the floor. One distraction that
hadn't arrived yet was Leah. Neil hadn't seen her the day before until
the ride and had spent a quiet morning in the loft with only a few
passing thoughts as to where she'd decided to spend her mornings
rather than torturing him. When he lifted the last bale, however, he
turned and saw her sitting on his stack.
	Neil stood stupified, shirtless and covered with sweat and hay,
staring at her. She was wearing short black cotton shorts and a white
halter top with a loose line of floppy trim across the top. Leah sat
crosslegged atop a short stack of bales, idly watching him work. Neil
carried the last bale past her and set it neatly on the last stack for
the week, then turned to talk to her.
	When he turned, though, she had moved. She was barely two
inches from him, leaning in and grinning.
	"hello... Poppet" he said, backing into the stack in surprise.
	"Neil." she said simply. Leah sniffed the air and grinned.
"You're all sweaty" she said with a laugh and a twist of her nose.
	"Yeah, well... uh, hard work and all" Neil couldn't believe the
effect she had on him. Her hair was up in some sort of clip and she'd
put on a tiny amount of makeup. There were traces of melon or some
other fruit Neil couldn't identify around her, either a soap or
shampoo. It sood out sharply compared to Neil's sweat and dirt.
	She laughed and leaned forward. "I was considering ravishing
you today... but you're all sweaty and stinky!"
	Neil shrugged and glanced left for an exit.
	"Of course, maybe we could both be all sweaty and stinky and
sticky..." she teased.
	Neil shifted left, but she was ready and countered. Neil could
continue down the hay bales, but he'd run into one of the guard rails
shortly. The rails stood on either side of long holes in the floor
that allowed hay to be dropped into the high racks that stood between
each pair of stalls. To Neil's right was the main stack, a huge pile
of hay that he'd have to climb to escape. "Poppet... we've discussed
us..."
	Leah laughed. "You're fun, Neil. Perhaps I'll leave you
alone... for a price."
	"A price?"
	"A kiss. Just one innocent kiss, on the lips, and I'll go down
the ladder and you can... finish whatever it is you're doing up
here."
	"Leah... you know we..."
	"The stable guys are all down loading the grain hoppers. One of
the conveyors got stuck."
	Neil struggled, fighting his inner demons. It was just one
kiss, and she'd be on her way. One kiss that he'd been dreaming about
since he'd met her. One kiss that could cost him his summer job. He
was still debating when Leah leaned in and took her payment.
	It was electric, her lips caressed his and pressed inward. He
opened his mouth automatically and her tongue was there, dancing with
his. Neil reached out, sliding his hand around her shoulder and
pulling her towards him Her hands were on his chest, sliding up
through the dust and grime and hay, then moving around to his back as
she pressed into him. Neil's nose filled with the scent of her hair as
he tried to breathe, his mouth occupied with her lips and tongue. He
slid his left hand down to her waist, under her arm which was now
around his neck, pulling him tightly. Neil had to lean downward
because of her height which let him slide his hand down further, over
the curve of her buttocks and under, cupping them. Leah moaned softly
into his mouth, pushing him back against the sharp edges of the hay
bales behind him.
	Neil squeezed her buttocks and moved his right hand up to her
head, then down her neck and side. He was on autopilot, the warning
sirens in his mind were blaring somewhere, but it was soft chime
behind the deafening bells of the Cathedral of Lust he'd built for
Leah. He moved both hands under he ass and lifted, pulling her up and
into his arms. Leah wrapped her legs around him and he stepped
sideways, sitting heavily on a bale of hay on the floor. With her in
his lap Neil drew his hands up under her shirt, rubbing her bare back
and pulling her tight. His penis was squarely in her lap and her
shifting was driving Neil crazy. Neil moved a hand back, coming
around under her arm, then up to find one of her small breasts.
	Leah's reaction was instantaneous, she leaned forward,
intensifying her kiss and pulling his head into hers. Neil cupped her
breast and ran his thumb across the front of it, brushing over a stiff
nipple under her cotton shirt, causing Leah to wriggle in his lap. His
other hand still had her ass and he squeezed it firmly. Her movements
against his lap were maddening and he had visions of rolling around
and dropping her down on the loose hay until she suddenly pulled
back. A look of surprise was on her face and she clambered up and off
his lap, backing up two steps and panting.
	"That... that's..." she gasped. She managed to stand and looked
down at her filthy shirt.
	Neil sat in shock, his brain awash with lust and fear and
confusion.
	"Just a kiss... you were supposed to stop... " She said,
picking up a bag near the ladder.
	Neil stood, trying to explain but Leah was too fast. She pulled
a t-shirt from her bag and put it on over her rumpled and dirty halter
top. Before Neil could reach her, she was down the ladder and gone. He
stood speachless at the top of the ladder, a throbbing erection in his
pants and a storm in his mind.
=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=
	Neil did his stint at breakfast on the quad, but never saw
Leah. He rushed to get his gear together afterwards and was waiting
in the stable when she arrived for their ride. She was wearing a
similar shirt, red this time, and the same shorts. Neil wanted to
talk to her, but she gave him an unreadable expression and stayed
well within a circle of friends.
	There were a few questions about Stephanie, but her close
friends weren't talking and Neil finally announced that she'd gotten
sick and had to go into town. That raised more questions, though. "I
think she's allergic to something." Neil said, finding inspiration
from some unknown muse. "Maybe she got stung, something she ate, who
knows. But if it happens again she could be much worse, so they want
to know what it is. She'll probably be back tomorrow." he announced
firmly. This seemed to satisfy the group and Neil even got knowing
and thankful glances from Stephanie's friends.
	Neil managed to get beside Leah on the trail after the line
spread out on the access road. They were heading East today,
travelling out to circle a large farm. The owners had once had
horses, although they were long gone now, and Mom had some sort of
arrangement with them, giving the school permission to ride parts of
the woods that adjoined the school's property. Once Neil managed to
get next to Leah, though, he was a bit lost for words.
	"Leah... I'm... sorry, I wasn't."
	"You're supposed to be the strong one, not me." she complained.

	Neil was confused. "Strong... what do...?"
	"You're supposed to give in to my advances, then back off."
	"What do you mean, 'supposed to'?" Neil demanded. He was
starting to feel like she was toying with him.
	Leah looked up, a surprised look on her face. "Shit.. I didn't
mean it like... " She stopped, looking down at her saddle. "Maybe
I... maybe I did, I don't know, Neil. I had this planned out, you
know? You kiss me, then back off again. It was so exciting last time,
knowing I had kind of gotten you to give in... but you were always
strong enough to stop. I don't know if I can back down like that
again"
	Neil was stunned. He was still a little bothered by her idea of
what he was "supposed to" do, but her scenario seemd so naieve and
innocent that he had to grin. "So, I guess neither of us is strong
enough." he said gently.
	Leah nodded, not looking up from her saddle.
	"I'm sorry Leah. I shouldn't have been so..."
	"I shouldn't have cornered you in the loft." She admitted
quickly. "It wasn't...."
	"No, it wasn't." he said, cutting her off. "So now what?"
	"We can't do that again, Neil. I'm sorry I've been teasing you,
so sorry... but if I handn't let go when I did... I don't know when I
would have stopped you. If... I would have...."
	Neil felt another surge in his shorts and resisted it to little
avail. He checked the line of horses ahead and sighed. "Poppet...
Leah.." Neil's arousal faded, though when he saw fear and anguish on
Leah's face. "What's wrong?"
	"I didn't mean to hurt you, Neil" she said, nearly in a sob.
	"You didn't... what do you mean?"
	"I didn't know it was like that for you... it hurt to back
down, to run off... And I'm scared if it happens again, I won't...
you know?"
	"Leah... I" Neil started, but he hesitated.
	"I can't, Neil. I'll leave you alone, OK? I'll stop bugging you
and you can.. do whatever.."
	She turned away and Neil was speechless. He didn't get what was
happening exactly, but Leah was clearly bothered by his presense so he
urged his horse forward and checked the line, moving to the front and
riding silently beside Gail.
=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=
	Neil came to lunch confused and aggitated. Leah had avoided him
for the entire ride, even handing her horse to some friends when they
returned to the stables and rushing off. Neil considered tracking her
down and beating some kind of explanation out of her, but gave up and
headed to lunch. They had freetime after lunch, then another short
ride that he was no longer looking forward to.
	Ruth sat beside him in a very different mood. Where he was
sullen and agrivated, she seemed content.
	"I talked to Harriet and Dave" she said.
	Neil had a litany of sarcastic remarks prepared, but he managed
to choke them back and grunted neutrally.
	"I guess I'm not ... happy that they've kind of hooked up, but
we're on for a threesome tonight... so I guess I..." Harriet
apparently caught Neil's mood and paused. "You're not upset we didn't
invite... I mean, maybe Dave will be..."
	Neil shook his head. The last thing he really needed was to get
involved in Dave and Harriet's mess. "No, I'm on something completely
different, Ruth. Don't worry about it."
	Ruth grinned and nodded. "OK, because it should be kind of
hot..."
	She continued, but Neil had tuned her out. He was really not in
the mood to listen to her describe the sex acts she hoped to perform,
especially since Ruth seemed intent on listing every possible detail
in lurid, graphic prose. She prattled on happily while Neil sulked,
trying to reason out what had gone wrong. He'd started the summer
with Mae, added Harriet and then Ruth, and had Leah on the side as a
fun distraction. Now Mae was gone, although hopefully on better terms
than he deserved, Harriet was with Dave and Leah had become a real
problem, one that she seemed to finally understand. Ruth was fun, and
they seemed to click on a physical level, but she was not going to be
his girlfriend and didn't satisfy him on any emotional level. Even
with that, she was now apparently so wrapped up in Dave and Harriet
that he was now the third wheel, or fourth wheel, although that
analogy stopped making sense and Neil chuckled sadly.
	"You're not listening to me, are you?" Ruth was asking.
	Neil shook his head. "Sorry. You're describing sex that I'm not
having. Its interesting and all, but I'm really distracted, ok?"
	Ruth shrugged and gave him a hug. "You need a girlfriend." she
said.
	Neil laughed. "I need fewer girls in my life deciding what's
good for me." he said sadly, hugging her back. "Go play with Dave and
Harriet. I'm fine"
=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=
	Whether he was fine or not was debatable, Neil thought to
himself. He found himself standing in a blistering hot shower, his
mind whirling with thoughts of Leah. He'd included the baby oil in
his shower kit for just such an eventuality, but was too mentally
tired and distracted to do anything. His limp dick was not
cooperating. Although he could manage stirrings in the equipment here
and there the emotional baggage always came back. Wherever the monster
was, he was tied down with chains thicker than Neil could break.
Finally he returned to his room for the first half of the afternoon
ready for a long nap.
	Seeing Harriet sitting on his bed with a cheerless expression
didn't improve his mood much.
	"Neil... I wanted to talk to you..." she started.
	She might as well have made a "Just be friends" sign and stuck
it on a stick. Neil chuckled and set his kit on the dresser. "We
can't have sex. You're dating Dave. Ruth is joining you two. You're
sorry" he said flatly.
	Ruth jerked slightly and hung her head. "I didn't mean to.. I
swear. It was all just... it all came back. After that first night,
and as much as I wanted to not..."
	Neil shrugged and sat on the other end of the bed. "Jesus,
Harriet. Stop bitching... you're starting to sound like Ruth."
	Harriet gave him a cold look, then chuckled. "Shit... is it
that bad?"
	Neil nodded and punched her playfully in the leg. "Man up, I'll
live."
	Harriet gave him a short hug and stood. "You still have Ruth,
although we have dibs tonight."
	"That's OK, I'm not really up for much tonight."
=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=
	Of course, the monster managed to scratch and claw his way back
to center stage once Neil was out on the trail. He'd sent Leah to lead
with Rachel, one of the new girls who showed promise. While this saved
him from any need or opportunity to ride next to her in the back, it
did allow him to watch her bounce in the saddle from behind,
something that he found very difficult to avoid doing. Instead he
rode in the back with Gail, who gave him an odd look when he slowed
beside her.
	"You stalking me?" she asked, setting her hand on her hip for
effect.
	"What?"
	"You've been spending a lot of time with me. A girl gets to
thinking you're interested" she joked.
	Neil actually blushed and Gail laughed. "Sorry, I'm ... just"
	"Avoiding Jennifer" she said wisely.
	"Shit... " Neil said without thinking.
	Gail laughed. "Well, my interrogation skills are more
impressive than I thought." Neil started to object but she cut him
off. "Oh drop it. Jennifer's my friend, you think she doesn't brag
about her hot counselor boyfriend?"
	"If she does, I'll be an ex-counselor"
	"Not like that. She's quiet as a mouse about it around anyone
except me and Carrey."
	"And then?"
	"And then we can't shut her up. I know something happened this
morning, she's been... Well, care to fill me in?"
	"No" Neil said quickly.
	"Mmm. Well, perhaps I'll put my big brain to it and come up
with..."
	"Gail, look... Leah.. Jennifer.. has been teasing me for a week
now. She pushed me a little this moring and I ... pushed back."
	Gail gave him a thoughtful look, then laughed. "Good. Serves
her right." Neil's shocked look caused her to grin. "Seriously, she's
been impossible to live with. She's been bragging about how she's got
you all wrapped around her finger and now she's seeing it from the
other side."
	"...wrapped around her finger?"
	"Its a girl thing, don't take it that way." Gail said,
placating him. "She's had a big head for too long, I think you've
just pricked it."
	"She's going to get me fired."
	"I think she'll be a little easier to live with, for both of
us."
	Neil glanced at Gail and smiled, but he got something else out
of her smile back. She was holding something back and it didn't seem
like it had anything to do with Leah. "How about you, Gail, got a
counselor wrapped around your finger?"
	Gail shook her head. "No... not me."
	"Really? Got one you'd like to?"
	"Well... maybe, but I'm smart enough to know the rules about
these things."
	"Yeah, no going after your friend's boyfriend."
	Gail laughed and kicked at him. "I think somebody else's head
is a bit too big."
	"Me? How can my head be too big? I'm a stud! The herculean
pinnacle of male beefcake." Gail's laugh improved Neil's mood
dramatically.
	Neil moved up, quietly checking his riders. It was relaxing,
travelling through the oak and pine trees, smelling the needles. The
flies were normally thin in the mountains, the afternoon heat was
just enough to draw a sweat without being uncomfortable and the
filtered sunlight made for a pleasant show as the horses trod
contentedly along the trail.
	Neil reached the front just before they passed the large red
trail post that marked the end of the school's property. The trail
continued past without pause and there was no other marker to
indicate that they were now on private property. Neil tried to
remember the name of the farm, but it was nearly abandoned and he had
no real reason to have noted it. The trails split just past the
marker. One followed the property line of the farm and headed back
towards a natural lake. The trail was challenging and the lake was
surrounded by a bog. Neil had only gone that way once. The other path
headed toward a large pasture, circling along the outer edge toward
the abandoned stables. Neil took that route, they'd circle the
pasture and double back. On a longer ride he might have gone all the
way out to the road and returned that way, but it was a long way and
they'd be gone until after dinner.
	At the stables Neil had them wait in a large paddock while the
rest of the team arrived. He announced that they would be returning
and set Gail as leader. She headed out along the line of horses and
they followed dutifully. There were a few gasps of surprise when the
riders spotted the huge barns and glimpsed the massive manor house in
the distance. Soon enough, though, they were back on the trail home.
	For the ride back, Neil stayed at the back of the line,
avoiding Leah and organizing his thoughts. When he looked up, though,
Leah was just ahead of him, glancing back. He sent Liz, his current
tail rider forward to take the lead from Gail and waited while Leah
dropped back to ride next to him.
	"Neil, I'm sorry I ran out on you.. and I'm sorry I kind of
lost it earlier"
	Neil tried to shrug indifferently but it came off as petulant
and he spoke before she got upset. "Leah.. I know you're attracted to
me... and I enjoyed you flirting... to a point"
	She nodded. "But I went too far."
	"You went back one too many times." Neil admitted. "I'm only
human, Poppet... and a guy. If you offer me.. cake enough times,
sooner or later I'm going to take you up on it."
	Leah laughed. "So I'm cake?"
	"Devil's food"
	Leah tried to appear insulted but failed. "I'll be good"
	"I doubt it"
	"I WILL. I swear. No more teasing."
	"Mmm. As much as I enjoy your... offers, I think that would be
a very good idea."
	"Gail says you have a big head"
	"And how would Gail know about how big I am?"
	Leah looked shocked and blushed. "You... You're not allowed to
tease me either."
	"I never agreed to that."
	"Fair's fair!"
	"Oho! Now we're discussing what's fair? I don't think you've
been very fair in the last week."
	Leah gave him a dirty look and stuck out her tongue.
	"Offering?" It was worth it to see her shocked look. Leah
pulled her tongue in and blushed, muttering something about "fair".
=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=
	Harriet, Dave and Ruth left dinner early with a set of
conspiratorial glances that would have fit right into a cheesy spy
movie. Neil waved them off and sat with Harry, who was chatting up
Cynthia and an older female that Neil vaguely recognized as being
part of the facilities group.
	"Ah, young Neil. This is Maria, and I think you know Cynthia."
	Neil nodded and shook hands with Maria. She was a tan woman
with dark hair and bright black eyes. She was older than Neil, but
not as old as Harry, possibly in her late thirties. Neil appreciated
her charms when she stood, she was well proportioned and well
endowed. Her camp shirt strained to hold back her ample breasts. Neil
caught some sort of glance between Cynthia and Harry, but missed the
connection.
	"Ah, Harry has told me about YOU, Neil" Maria said with a note
of scandal. She had a hispanic accent, faint but just enough to
border on exotic.
	"Me? Really..." Neil said, looking over to Harry for clues.
	Harry gave him a weak shrug. "You've a reputation, son. You're
a womanizer and you killed that Rothcrest lad."
	Maria laughed. "Well, aside from the question of homocide,
Harry has mentioned that you're quite the camp cassinova."
	"Not me, my lover merit badge is in the shop" Neil joked.
Cynthia laughed, but Harry and Maria just gave him curious glances.
"Besides, what gives you the ..."
	"Ruth has a big mouth" Cynthia whispered, grinning.
	Neil blushed. "Well, I'm honored."
	Harry laughed and elbowed him. "Ah modesty."
	Maria grinned. "Well. I'm sorry to hear about your lover badge"

	Harry laughed and Neil got the impression that there was some
sort of inside joke he was missing. Cynthia rolled her eyes and
gathered up her plate. "I'll see you all later" she said, standing
and chuckling.
	Harry stood and watched her leave. "Ah, there goes a Nubian
princess."
	Neil tried to remember what 'nubian' meant and turned back to
see Maria standing. "I'm going to get some tea" she announced.
	Harry nodded and sat, wrapping his arm around Neil. "Neil my
boy, I think I need to help you along here."
	"What?"
	"Maria is... shall we say... a wild sort. Prone to episodes of
lascivious acts." Neil gave him a blank look and Harry laughed.
"Sorry, waxing poetic. You see, Maria and I have been... well,
friendly in the past. She's a wonder, but I'm getting on in years and
I simply can't keep up. Now, she's been on me to either step up or
send in a hero to fight in my stead. Do you follow?"
	Neil was putting things together, but the fact that Harry was
pimping him out was muddling his thought process. "Are you serious?"
he asked in shock.
	"Deadly. Listen, I know you're a good lad and Ruth has... well,
cemented your reputation among a few of the counselors. I've been
trying to work this out, but you've been surrounded by your clique of
lady friends and this episode with Derrick and all. Then today, you're
here and I believe Maria would be very grateful if you'd, well...
justify your reputation."
	"Jesus Harry, this is really..."
	"Oh please, Neil. You're a grown man, I'm a grown man, she's a
fiesty latin lady who takes pity on an old Brit from time to time.
You've got youth, stamina and ..."
	"OK, OK. You've made your point."
	"Do I really have to talk you into this?" Harry asked with a
wiggle of one eyebrow.
	"Well, no, not so much... its just an odd sort of discussion to
be having with you."
	"You youngsters today." Harry said with a laugh.
	"Are there any other fillies in you stable?" Neil asked with a
prod.
	Harry took on a dignified stance, straightening his back. "A
gentleman never tells. However, as we're on the topic... and I'm not
a gentleman. There is one other."
	Neil grinned and folded his hands to indicate his attention.
	Harry grinned, "No no, that's a secret for later.".
	"You bastard. You aren't old, you're overworked."
	Harry laughed and leaned back to slap the table. "Now... on
that... I'm a bit unsure how to raise this issue..."
	"You're selling my dick and you don't know how to raise an
issue?"
	Harry chuckled. "Alright. About Ruth and Harriet."
	"What, you want to trade?" Neil asked, joking. When Harry
shrugged, though, he sobered up. "Really?!"
	"Well, Ruth is quiet a wild one. I might need a day off to
recover..."
	"Well, I don't.. I mean, Harriet is out of my .... This is a
really fucking odd conversation, Harry."
	Harry grinned. "You'd have loved the sixties, Neil."
	"I'll ask Ruth.."
	"Fair enough."
	"What about Cynthia?"
	"What about her?" Harry asked with a grin.
	"Are you and her...?"
	"No. She's got someone. Sorry Neil, if you're after that dark
filly, you're in competition. From what I hear, she worships the
ground he walks on."
	Neil nodded.
	"I think this lady friend would like to borrow you."
	Maria sat hesitantly until Harry nodded pointedly. "Maria,
young Neil here has agreed to a certain arrangement."
	Maria's grin was hungry and thrilled, making Neil wonder.
"Wonderful" she said with a hint of trill. "I'll have to thank Ruth
for her recommendation. Would tonight be unreasonable"
	Neil smiled back and started to pack his plate. "Not at all.
I'm going to freshen up."
	Maria almost purred. "I'm in E-4. I'll see you later."
=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=
	Neil finished his shower and was on his way back to his cabin
when he spotted Ruth. She was standing outside his door, apparently
waiting for him. "Hey Ruth, what's going on?"
	"Hey... can I come in?"
	Neil nodded and let her in. He dropped off his kit, wondering
if he'd end up taking a third shower today, and turned to find Ruth
aggitated and sitting on his bed.
	"Look, I'm just not feeling up to Harriet and Dave, you know?"
	"OK. Why?"
	"They're kind of fighting or something, and I felt like I was
the... I don't know, maybe not the reason but there was this...
tension."
	Neil nodded.
	"So... I'm kind of free for the evening.." Neil balked and of
course Ruth noticed. "What? Come on, don't tell me you don't want me
to be here either!"
	Neil stopped her from standing and sat next to her. "Ruth,
listen. I've... got plans for tonight." he said honestly.
	Ruth slumped and grumbled. "Great. Now I'm out on all..."
	"Wait... " Neil struggled with how to ask, then decided to be
honest. "Apparently you mentioned some... things to Cynthia."
	Ruth blushed. "Well.. maybe.. wait, she told you?"
	"Not so much. Harry did"
	"Harry?"
	"He's friends with her."
	"Oh."
	"So now I've been set up on a date."
	"With Harry?" Ruth joked.
	"No, BY Harry. But that's not where I'm going with this, Harry
had expressed a certain fondness for punk rock girls"
	Ruth laughed and ran her fingers through her hair. "What did
you say to him?" she asked, slightly concerned.
	"Nothing, really. He knows we're... friendly and not dating. He
was just curious, you know?"
	"Well... he is somewhat dashing. I love that tuxedo... I'm not
really into older guys or anything..."
	Neil made another note on his "why to buy a tuxedo" list and
continued. "Look, Ruth. I didn't promise him anything, OK? I just
said I'd, you know, mention that he wanted to... meet you."
	"Well..."
	"And to tell you he's hung like a donkey."
	Ruth laughed and swatted him. "I guess I don't have a date. I
could just go talk to him."
	"See? Everybody's happy."
	Ruth stood. "Well, since we're trading up, I'd better go put on
something nice."
	"Well, he's not expecting you to come tonight or anything."
	"Then he'll be surprised. Bye!"
	Ruth left with a giggle and a bounce and Neil was left
wondering. He finally snapped back to reality and started to get
dressed. On a whim he grabbed the suit he'd gotten from Nathanial. It
seemed like years since he'd worn it, but after a glance in the mirror
he was glad he'd remembered.
=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=
	Maria's face was priceless, more than worth the effort of
trying to tie his stupid tie. She stepped back and let him in,
revealing a comfortably decorated cabin. She had a large easy chair
and had replaced the standard camp bed with a large queen sized bed
with more pillows than Neil had ever seen. Shelves lined every wall
near the ceiling containing photos, greenery and a number of stuffed
animals and dolls. Neil noted that the E-dorm rooms were a bit bigger
than his, and it made a bigger difference than he' thought. They also
had a seperate wash area and built in closet, something Neil became
slightly envious of.
	"It seems I'm underdressed" Maria said with a laugh.
	Neil disagreed. She was wearing a thin black silk robe, close
in length and design to a kimono. Underneath he could see lace
peeking out at her chest.
	Neil spent a few moments enjoying the view and Maria laughed.
"I have the perfect idea. Do you dance?"
	Neil had to admit that he didn't, which didn't phase her in the
least. She produced a box of CDs and set one in a CD player on a
bookshelf unit. Neil spotted the speakers hanging in the corners.
	"Now, let's see how this works." A slow song started, full of
guitar and piano in a style Neil didn't recognize. Maria pulled Neil
to the middle of the floor and he assumed the only dance position he
knew. She guided his hand to her lower back and held his other hand
at her chest with a smile. The music picked up and she guided him
through some simple steps. Neil allotted most of his attention to his
feet, especially since Maria was barefoot. Meanwhile, she rested her
head against his shoulder and they rocked and spun slowly to the
song.
	When the next song cued up, it was a bit faster and Maria tried
to show Neil how to dance to it. He was horrible, a fact that Maria
pointed out between laughs until the song was over. She was still
chuckling when the next slow song started. With a bit of adjustment,
Neil found his arms full of woman again and managed to get the
pattern of steps straight so he could pay attention to her. He ran
his hands up her back, sliding them easily across the smooth robe.
Maria nuzzled closer and he continued, pausing before moving lower
than the middle of her back before chiding himself. She'd invited him
over for sex, he doubted if she'd mind if he was a little forward
while dancing.
	In fact Maria seemed more than happy to let him explore her
back with his hand and when he crept lower and ran his hand along the
side of one buttock she murmured softly against his chest. Neil held
her close, enjoying the sensation of her silky robe against his
hands, sliding over his stomach and chest and leaned down to kiss
Maria's neck. She leaned her head to give him access and giggled.
	"I didn't expect this.." she said.
	Neil was confused and pulled back. "Expect what?"
	"You.. you're quite the gentleman... I suppose I was
anticipating something else."
	"Disappointed?"
	Maria shook her head. "Ruth painted you as a bit of a rogue,
ravishing her."
	Neil grinned and slid his had under her buttock, cupping it
firmly. "Oh, all that comes later." he whispered in her ear. He
licked down to the lobe and sucked it in, nibbling on it.
	"Madre dios..." she growled. "You are a rogue"
	Neil brought his hand forward, then spun her while holding the
belt of the robe. It came open, revealing a black camisole and panty
set. Maria gasped and Neil broght her back into the dance position,
returning his hand immediately to her butt and swaying back into the
beat of the song. Neil squeezed tightly, pressing her large breasts
against his chest, feeling them stiffen under her silk shirt. He felt
her hand at the buttons of his jacket and moved slightly to grant her
room. Maria slid her hands below the jacket and around to the back of
his shirt, breaking the dance pose. Neil had to refocus, trying not to
step on her feet and slid his hand back down to the small of her back.
She grinned and pushed up with her hands, grabbed the inside of his
jacket and pulled down. Neil marveled at the effect, his jacket
pulled his arms down and slid off easily. Maria tossed it carefully
onto a chair, then squeaked when Neil sent her robe to join it.
	Neil smiled and returned to the dance pose, burying his face in
her neck. He licked and sucked while she pulled his dress shirt up
from the back. Once she had it untucked she went to work on the
buttons, grumbling in frustration. Neil grinned slyly and spun her
again, catching her halfway. Now she was standing facing away from
him and he clasped her hands in a criss-cross across her stomach. He
pressed up behind her, rocking to the beat until the song ended.
	The next song started and Neal released one hand and moved her
long black hair away from the back of her neck. He started to kiss
and lick the nape and was rewarded with a sigh and goosebumps. Maria
rocked with him, pressing back so that her ass cradled his engorged
penis. She made affirmative noises and slid up and down slightly to
stroke it. Neil drew his hand to the front of her, moving under her
hands and sliding upward. She lifted her arms in response and he
wrapped them around his neck over her head. Maria was arched back to
hold him and he found her breasts with his hands, cupping them gently
and brushing across her nipples with his thumbs. She shivered and
turned her head, finding Neil waiting. They kissed and Maria's tongue
was instantly there to spar with his.
	Neil enjoyed the position for the remainder of the song,
squeezing her breasts, toying gently with her nipples through the
silk and thrusting slowly up and down the crack of her ass. Maria was
responsive, enjoying his attentions for part of the song, then sliding
her hands down around her back and down to his sides. He slid his down
in response, crossing the bare stretch of skin at her stomach and
pausing at her waistband. When he inched further, though she turned
with a negative grunt.
	"Oh, no... You are awfully far ahead of me, my young stud" she
grumbled, struggling with his buttons.
	Neil let her work at his shirt while he massaged her ass,
sliding lower and lower between her cheeks. He finally turned and sat
on the bed, pulling Maria in between his legs. She was now standing
above him, looking down and trying to get his tie and shirt buttons
out of the way without destroying them. Neil now had full access to
her ass, cupping the underside and moving all the way down. When he
approached her pussy, pulling her forward and wrapping an arm
completely around she groaned deeply, leaning down to kiss him hard.
He stroked her sex from behind, running a finger gently along her
slit and feeling the dampness through the silk. Maria straightened
her legs, forcing his hand back.
	"No no, my little bull. You will remove this shirt or I will
rip it from you."
	Neil stood, unbuttoned the top buttons and and was pulling the
shirt over his head when he felt her hands at his belt. She had far
less trouble with it and in seconds he felt his pants sliding down.
Neil got his shirt over his head just as she reached into his boxers
and pulled out his firm erection. He tossed the shirt and let her
push him back onto the bed, laying back and letting her remove his
pants and boxers entirely. When he sat up, she had removed her
camisole and was kneeling on the floor. She drew her hands up his
dick, then leaned forward and pressed her breasts together with her
elbows. It was an erotic sight, watching her look up into his eyes
while stroking him between her breasts.
	Maria smiled slyly. "Trimmed" she commented.
	Neil tried not to flinch, hoping she took it as a reaction to
her stroking. He'd grown a patch of short hair around his dick so
that it looked like he'd taken a trimmer to it. Luckily it had
stopped itching.
	"You are quite the rogue, my young stud, but we shall see if
you deserve your reputation." With that she leaned forward and took
his penis in her mouth, wrapping her tongue around it and sliding to
the base. Neil's mind went numb. It was Deb all over again, a woman
who knew exactly what she was doing and enjoying it. He struggled to
remain sitting up, knowing that if he lay back she'd have even more
access and he'd never hold back. Instead he caressed her hair and
tried to enjoy the attention without losing control. She was
brilliant, cupping him carefully with one hand, moving her other hand
along the shaft and licking the other side gently. She found the
underside of his sensative head and licked around it, lingering on
each side, stroking with her hands at the base with barely any
pressure. Neil was in heaven, as he built further up and was about to
pull her off, she backed down drastically, holding him in her mouth
without moving, stroking his leg. He calmed down and she resumed,
flicking her tongue across his head, then dropping down with her lips
squeezing his shaft. Each time he got close to finishing, she
retreated, carefully letting him relax then resuming. He got further
and further each time, blind to everything around him. When he
couldn't stand it any more he pulled her up.
	"Ah, my stud wants something else?" she teased.
	"Your stud wants to fuck you blind, but he needs to calm down
first" he said with a low growl.
	"You enjoyed it then?"
	Neil pushed her back on the bed and pulled her panties off.
"That was the best... ever" he said honestly. Maria laughed and
reclined with a sigh. Neil enjoyed the view before moving in, though.
She was laying back on the bed, her large left breast pressed forward
by her crossed arm, her other behind her head. She looked back and
smiled. Her pussy was cleanly shaved on the sides with a patch of
black hair running from the top an inch toward her belly. Neil moved
down it with his nose, inhaling her musk and getting a giggle as he
tickled her.
	Neil started with gentle licks along the outside of her labia,
even though he could feel her wetness. She was certainly ready, but
that was no reason to hurry things. After all, he apparently had some
reputation to protect. Once he'd moved up and down each side a few
times, Neil moved in to her innermost center, licking slowly from the
bottom of her vagina to the top of her clit. Maria moaned in
appreciation and he sucked one lip in, teasing her.
	"Ah.. stop teasing me... "
	"Do I deserve my reputation..." he asked.
	"I'll tell you when you're done licking my pussy" she growled.
	Neil grinned and moved in, flicking across her clit. He took
his time, licking it gently, then dragging his tongue downward,
plunging it into her wet passage. She rocked with him, trying to make
him go faster. He spread her gently, provoking a deep sigh, and
concentrated on her clit with a brutaly fast rhythm of licks. She
built up, the tension in her legs increasing and her thrusts becoming
faster and sharper. Neil continued as long as he dared then backed off
almost entirely, sliding down and fucking her with his tonuge.
	"Ahhhh... mi torro" she sighed, relaxing her back.
	Neil smiled and resumed, working his tongue up to her clitoris
and spreading her slightly wider. He used his thumbs to squeeze her
clit slightly, pushing it outward so he could suck it, then releasing
it and licking quickly in a circle. Neil built her back up again,
measuring her pace through her breathing and the tension in her legs
beside his head. He moved his hands to the sides of her legs, rubbing
up her thighs, then down to squeeze as much of her buttocks as he
could. She groaned and he sped up slightly, then backed down again
until he was barely moving his tongue.
	"Damn you... ahhh."
	"Did you want to come, my beautiful lady?" he asked sweetly.
	"Yes.. Neil..."
	Neil made a questioning grunt to tease her, licking a little
faster.
	"Please.. ah... make me.. lick me..." she begged.
	"My reputation?"
	"You are a stud.. a bull..." she growled in frustration, "now
lick my pussy!"
	Neil chuckled and attacked. She tensed immediatly and groaned
as his tongue raced back and forth across her clit. Neil slid his
finger into her on a down thrust and she groaned again. He found her
g-spot and started to rub it in time to her thrusts, licking her as
fast as he could. Maria's moans increased in speed and dropped in
tone until she was growling, grunting, panting.
	"Please don't stop... " she begged, reaching down to him.
	Neil had no intention of stopping. Maria was climbing well past
where he expected her to finish, drawing in short gasps of air and
pressing into him while he licked. Her vagina spasmed suddenly and
she growled something in Spanish. Her thrusts nearly became
tooth-rattling and she seized up, locking her body stiff while she
pounded the bed and growled into a pillow she'd pulled against her
face. Neil licked until she jerked and tried to roll away.
	He stood and Maria rolled sideways, pulling her legs onto the
bed and shuddering twice. Neil cleaned up, returning to find her on
her hands and knees on the bed. He stopped to appreciate the view and
Maria wiggled seductively. "Do you like this?" she asked.
	Neil climbed behind her with a deep grunt. Her hand was poised
to catch him, drawing him up and into her pussy slowly. Neil felt her
relax quickly and he began to thrust. She made encouraging sounds and
he sped up, going from thrusting to pounding to slamming into her
while she spurred him on. All of Neil's frustrations, combined with
her oral attentions and ongoing urging blinded him and he entered her
as fast as he could, his brain a blur of lust and need. When he
started to feel his orgasm approach, Neil restrained himself as best
he could, slowling to a steady motion. Maria moaned a bit, then
pulled forward and rolled to a seated position on the bed.
	"Well... I guess I had you more randy than I thought!" she said
with a victorious grin. Neil climbed onto the bed after her, but she
stopped him and shoved him onto his back. "Oh no, you're done for now
my jackhammer man." She straddled him, drew one leg up and adjusted
his dick, then slid down easily.
	Neil moaned and tried to thrust up to meet her, but she held
him down. "No no. You'll wear me raw. I'll do the driving for now"
she insisted.
	Maria began a slow and steady pace, riding up and down on him
with a smooth rocking of her hips and legs. Neil continued to fight
his urges while enjoying the view. Maria's hair was mussed and a
sheen of persperation covered her. She chewed her lip and gruted as
she rode him, and that image struck Neil. She was so intent, so
absorbed in the moment, simply enjoying him and riding her own
pleasure.
	While he watched, Maria began to play with herself, spreading
her lips as she rocked, pleasuring herself. There was no self
conciousness, no feeling of embarassment, just a woman who was
enjoying her body and his. The sensual nature of that was
overwhelming to Neil and he had to hold back. He could sense Maria's
rising pleasrue and was hoping she'd finish while she rode him. He'd
never watched from this angle, with no physical effort to distract
him, and he forced his rising lust to hold.
	Maria's eyes closed and she hung her head, but Neil could still
make out her sucking on her lower lip. Sweat began to bead on her
forehead and a blush rose from her cheeks and chest. Her nipples were
tiny points of stone and she breathed in short gasps between long
moans. One hand cupped her breasts, partly to hold them from swinging
and partly so she could knead them. Her other hand worked between her
legs frantically.
	Neil felt his own orgasm rising and fought it down. He wanted
to push her along, but didn't know what would arouse her even
further. "So sexy" he whispered.
	Maria looked up with a look of surprise. "What is." she said,
blushing.
	"You."
	"Why?" she whispered.
	"Enjoying yourself. Touching yourself. Riding me. You're
beautiful and sexy.."
	Maria grinned, thrusting down slightly harder. "yes..." she
groaned.
	"Its very erotic watching you pleasure yourself" he said with a
growl.
	She seemed suddenly shy for a second, but her lust overwhelmed
it and she continued without pause.
	"I'm very close" Neil warned. "I can't watch you, its too
much... watching you is too much" he groaned.
	Maria's breathing sped up. "No.. I want you to watch me." she
said softly.
	"Can't.... I'll finish" Neil growled, glancing down at her
again. He could feel it, a tightness growing along his spine, an
electric current that would swich over soon.
	Maria looked into his eyes, "My... bull... " she whispered
harshly, then began to slam down onto him, leaning back and moaning
in ecstacy.
	Neil realized she was comming and everything went blurry. He
exploded into her, thrusting up to meet her and filling her with his
seed. Maria's moans echoed in his mind, an afterimage of her arching
backwards filled his eyes when he squeezed them shut. Her legs gave
out and she dropped down, barely able to move. Neil was nearly
finished and he grabbed her around her neck and thrust his last into
her, moaning with pleasure.
	Neil dozed for a while with Maria curled up next to him. She'd
pulled a blanket from somewhere over them. He untangled himself and
sat up, blinking in light of her lamps. His clothes were scattered
around the room and he started to gather them up when Maria sat up.
	"I hope you aren't planning on going anywhere."
	"Just the bathroom" Neil said. He wasn't sure if he should go
back to his room or not, although he wanted to fall over where he
stood.
	"Sleep here tonight" Maria said softly.
	Neil nodded and put on a few things so he could head out to the
bathroom.
	When he returned the room was dark. He stripped down to his
boxers and felt his way over to the bed. When he touched it Maria's
hand found him and drew him down under the covers. "My bull" she
whispered, pulling him down behind her.

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