Zack wakes up

As Zack awoke from his pill induced sleep, the events of the night before came flooding back to him. He turned and looked at his still sleeping sister, deciding it was best to let her be. He slipped out of bed, still wearing his clothes from the night before. "Man those pills, are something" he thought as he recalled some intense dreams about Heather, about Vicky, and about... Kendra. The last made him angry. He hurried out of the cabin hoping to avoid running into anyone. As he stepped out onto the porch, his luck ran out.

"Hiya Handsome, have a good night's sleep?" Kendra coyly asked.

"Oh fuck off," he snapped back heading away from the cabin.

Kendra followed him, her brown sundress flickering like a flame in the light breeze.

"Don't you want to talk about what happened between us last night?"

Zack turned back to her.

"Nothing happened BETWEEN us, you kissed me and messed everything up! Now leave me alone!"

Zack turned to leave.

"Oh Zackie boy, I don't mean the kiss, I mean later on in your bed."

Zack turned back to her, confused as a quick flash of her straddling him came into his mind. But that was a dream, wasn't it?

"Wha- what do you mean? Nothing, nothing..."

"You aren't so sure of yourself are you Zackie. No worries, I'll leave you alone."

She walked past Zack toward Ravers Cabin.

"But I have some pictures your friends will love to see."

"Pictures? What do you mean?"

This time it was Zack doing the chasing. He couldn't help but notice the elegant and confident way she walked, or the way her ass looked in her sundress. "She has nothing on Vicky though," he thought, chiding himself for thinking that way about the cause of all his pain. When he caught up to her she turned and held up the phone with the picture of her blowing Zack on it. It took a moment for it to register exactly what he was seeing. As soon as his eyes widened she pulled it away and headed toward a picnic bench off the main trail. Zack followed her.

"What the hell, I was passed out? And where was Taylor?"

"One question at a time Zackie, and there's some questions you don't want to know the answer to. Sit down."

Zack sat down. Kendra looked directly into his blue eyes and slowly moved toward him. Her intense gaze made Zack feel small.

"Here's how this works..."

She placed her hand on his shoulder.

"...you will do everything I ask of you..."

She placed one knee on the bench next to him. Zack almost gasped as the sundress rode up her toned leg.

"...or your girlfriend will see this picture."

She brought her other knee up straddling him. She ran her fingers through his hair, tilting his head back so their eyes met again.

"I. Own. You."

If her gaze had made him feel small, her touch made him feel like putty. He finally mustered up the strength to speak.

"S-So you are going to **** me into sex. I-Is that what you want?"

Kendra laughed. She wrapped her arms around his neck, leaning in close to his face. She tickled his neck with one hand, and played with his hair with the other.

"Oh Zackie," she leaned in even closer, speaking in a soft sweet voice, "If I wanted to fuck you," she leaned her head down, then looked back up at him, almost innocently, "I wouldn't have to **** you." She then moved her lips toward his ear and whispered, "Besides, I've already had you inside of me."

Zack instinctively bucked his hips up at her words.

"Mmmm, down boy," she continued playing with his hair. "Here's what you need to know..."

She tickled his neck and slowly rocked her hips against his crotch.

"I was asked to kiss you in order to cause problems between you and your girlfriend."

"What, who?"

"That's a question you aren't ready to hear the answer to. But I think if you really look deep down," poking his chest with her index finger, "you already know."

Zack was baffled and his mind raced, "What did she mean? Does she mean Heather did this? But she would never..." His thoughts trailed off as he felt her hands again tickle his neck. He was also aware that she was riding him through his jeans, tormenting his painfully erect cock.

"So what do I have to do?" he defeatedly asked.

"You are going to help me with a little ****."

She massaged the back of his head.

"Let's meet this afternoon at my cabin and I'll give you the details. And I wouldn't even bother trying to talk to your girlfriend she won't believe anything you say. When we're done I'll make sure you can have her," she leaned over and whispered again in his ear, "if you still want her."

She sat back, then leaned forward as though she was going to kiss him but only brushed her lips against his before pulling away.

"And one more thing Zackie,"running her fingers through his hair one last time, "not a word to anyone, including your sister, or I send the pic."

Zack weakly nodded his head as Kendra dismounted him, straightened her dress and headed back toward her cabin. As Zack sat their in total confusion he saw her stop, turn and give him a smile, a smile that let Zack know he was in big trouble.