Heather is showing Brandon around

Meanwhile, Heather and Brandon had already reached the storage room, and the lustful brunette was now having some minor problems trying to steal the guy's attention back from the boat and various fishing poles that were lined up on the wall. Clearly it wasn't such an excellent idea to take him with her down here after all - at least not as she wasn't interested in the slightest of what was actually down here from the start.

She'd also come to realize that the room wasn't well suited to her original plans at all, except for the fact they'd at least be able and have some privacy. The rough stone floor was clearly not made for anything but standing upon, and neither she or Brandon had brought a cushion or even enough clothes to be used like one, though there might actually be a few of them behind the small mountain of dismantled outdoor furniture that were stacked on top of each other in one corner. It wouldn't be worth the trouble trying to dig through that mess however, or even to retrieve any parts of those furniture without the risk of also being **** to put them together...

In fact she could only find a single object of relative usefulness to her at the moment - being a sturdy wooden trestle, which had been left over when her father found they needed only three for the boat -, and even that wouldn't suffice for most of the things she'd had in mind after asking her company some leading questions. On the good side of things, she'd at least got him warmed up with the talking by now, and he seemed even more relaxed down here among things he could relate to.

"So, is there something else you'd come to think of...?" She smiled seductively at him as she walked over to that trestle, and could see him following her with his eyes as she leaned herself down over it - pushing her ass up in the air for him, and invitingly spread her legs just enough to show off her thong-clad crotch. "Anything at all...?"

"Well, yeah..." He told her in a hoarse voice, almost like he had something stuck in his throat, as he slowly advanced towards her. She'd love to feel his firm hands on her buttocks again, and was almost annoyed with him as he hesitated with his arm already stretched out in front of him. "But... what about Ash...?"

"She'll be busy with Vicky for a while!" Heather told him - with unerring certainty -, as she had a pretty good idea of what her friend had in mind when she'd offered to carry the other blonde back to her room. That's not quite what she wanted to tell Brandon however, as she needed his full attention on herself, rather than thinking of what could possibly be going on between his girlfriend and Victoria. "Trust me on this one, Bran! She practically asked me to keep you company until lunch...!"

"Well, alright...?" The guy hesitated again for just a moment, before cautiously sliding his warm palm over her naked bottom, and causing her to shiver in pleasure. It might have been over the top to moan out loud as he groped her a little harder - though she did it anyway just to make sure that she got his full attention -, and from there it wasn't long before she had good reasons to continue, while his fingers moved along the back of her thong until they were nudging gently at most private parts through the thin material.

"Mmmm, yeah...!" She gasped a little louder, and was delighted as he didn't waste too much time before tugging that skimpy little garment all the way down her slender legs. But then she suddenly felt like they were getting ahead of themselves, as she'd promised herself to give him something a little special for today, and she wondered if there was something else she could do than give him a good try at her boobs. "Hey, Brandon...? Is there something else you'd never tried with Ashley? Like, some really kinky position...?"