We warmed up

We walked back to her cabin. On the way she told me, “I wasn’t lying when I said I’d pick you after Ross. Obviously he was my number one and we had a great time together. But I always thought you were really cute. Didn’t you notice I’d always flirt with you when you stopped by the office?”

I replied, “Meg was in the office, so I only really remember flirting with her.”

Jordan laughed, “You really did pick an innocent one. Ross told me you hadn’t gotten laid all summer.”

It wasn’t exactly true. I did bang a stranger outside of a bar at the beginning of summer. But once Meg and I started hanging out, I was exclusive to her.

She continued, “It’s been two weeks since I’ve had sex, and I’m going crazy. I can’t imagine going all summer.”

“You miss Ross,” I asked.

“I miss him and his long dick,” she laughed. “If you couldn’t tell I’m a little drunk and a lot horny.”

“Aren’t we all. Except I may be hornier, and I’m definitely drunker than you.” I replied. We got back into her cabin. It was empty; she was the last to leave of her group. She pointed me to the back. I found the shower and turned on the hot water, and waited for it to steam.

I stepped into the shower and put my head under the water. It felt so nice compared to the cold lake. I felt a pair of hands touch my back. Jordan said, “Move a little so I can get some hot water. I’m freezing.”

I moved to the side and she nuzzled up next to me under the flowing water. She tapped my chest and said, “Hey.” I looked at her and she was staring up at me with her pretty blue eyes.

Jordan said, “I have a proposition. But there is a major stipulation. We can never tell anyone about it.”

“What is it?,” I responded, putting my hands on her tan shoulders.

“Let’s have sex tonight. We’re both drunk and horny. I’m attracted to you. You’re attracted to me. But obviously Ross and Meg can never find out. So we can’t tell anyone, or even give a hint that anything happened.”

“How do you know I’m attracted to you?” I ask.

She stepped back to give me a good view of her. The hot water flowed down her tight body. She had tan lines on her perky tits, and around her shaved pussy. She had a great body in addition to her pretty face. Maybe because I usually went for brunettes, her blonde hair seemed exotic and wild. She asked, “How could you not be? I’m a sexy motherfucker. So what do you say?”