Go down by the water?

After about an hour or so sitting there by the fire, chatting and joking (even the girls were being bearable), I was getting a little warm from the flames, and decided to walk down by the water for a bit. Tim was busy adding wood to the fire and poking it with a stick, so I don't think he even noticed that I left.

When I stood and started to walk away, Rochelle looked up at me.

"Fire's getting a little hot," I said. "Just going to cool off a bit down by the water."

"Good idea," she said. "I'll join you."

I wasn't expecting that, but certainly didn't mind her company. She got up and we walked away from the fire pit, past the back of the cottage, and down to the water's edge.

There was a three-quarter moon, so we could still see quite clearly, though it took a moment for our eyes to adjust after staring into the fire for so long. We could hear the fire crackling, and Tim and the girls talking, and looking back you could see the fire, but we were quite secluded.

I shivered. It was a cool night, but not that cool. My shivering was caused by my excitement and nervousness of being alone like this with Rochelle. We were quiet for a moment, but then she started asking me about my family and school and my plans for the summer. We talked for five minutes or so, and then the conversation turned to girls.

She asked me if I had a girlfriend, and I said no. She asked why not and I babbled on about not knowing or not trying. The truth was I was nervous and always felt the girls I liked were out of my league.

"Have you had sex yet?" she asked, and I almost pissed myself.

She laughed when I didn't respond right away and was looking at her with a strange look on my face.

"What?" she asked. "I just wondered."

She leaned into me and I felt her tits press up against my arm, making me go hard.

"Don't worry," she said, squeezing my hand and pressing her body against mine. "You'll have plenty of chances at college. It's a whole other world from high school."

I mumbled 'yah' or something and just stood there enjoying the feeling of her pressed against me. She led me along the water and we walked past the dock. We were really out of sight now. There were trees nearby now, blocking most of the moon. I could still see her fairly clearly since we were standing so close together, but I doubt anyone at the fire could see us, even if they moved out of the fire's light.

She talked about college for a while and asked me if I was ready and what my plans were for visiting home during the year. We had a good chat and I started to get a little more comfortable around her. When she laughed or giggled her breasts really swayed under her t-shirt and I couldn't help but look at them. I think she noticed, but she didn't say anything or put on her sweatshirt.

She started to talk about work that needed to be done around her house, and how it'd be great if I could help Tim with it. As she spoke, she stood facing me and started to move in closer. One hand took mine and she leaned right close to me so that her breasts were pressed into my chest and asked me if I would be able to help out. For the craziest of seconds, I contemplated kissing her, when Diane suddenly called for her mom.

Rochelle jumped away from me, startled, and then giggled and smiled at me as she walked past me back towards the cottage. We rejoined the others and spent the rest of the evening enjoying the fire. I would look at Rochelle now and again and when I did, she was always looking at me.

Rochelle and the girls went to bed around 11:00, and Tim and I stayed up for another hour or so. Just after midnight, we made sure the fire had burned down to nothing, and added a little water to it to dampen any sparks. Then we both went to bed, quite tired. I had some very nice dreams about Rochelle.

I woke up early, having to go pee, and checked my watch. It was 7:02. I got up and wandered out of Tim's room into the kitchen, in my t-shirt and boxers. Rochelle was up, making coffee. She was wearing a long t-shirt like a nightie. I said hello and went into the bathroom. After relieving myself, I found I was a lot more awake knowing Rochelle was out there, and decided to stay up instead of going back to sleep.

I left the bathroom and looked at Rochelle from behind she she was standing at the counter. The t-shirt she was wearing stopped about half-way down the back of her thighs and I sat there for a minute admiring her legs. She turned to me and smiled.

"Are you going back to bed?" she asked.

"No," I said. "I think I'm up now."

I realized that was a bit of a double entendre, but Rochelle didn't look like she caught the meaning.

"Would you like some coffee?" she asked.

"Sure," I said, taking a seat at the table. "Thank you."

She poured me a cup and brought it over to the table. I watched her walk over and enjoyed her big breasts swaying underneath her t-shirt. She was definitely not wearing a bra. I was getting a little more confident and not as worried about her noticing me staring at her. When she put the cup on the table in front of me she smiled at me and then said: "Oh, the sugar is here." She reached across the table, leaning over it and right in front of me. I could smell her sweat scent; some sort of light perfume, and it drove me crazy. Her breasts were right in front of my face.