What thanks did she want?

Sam looks at her momentarily shocked. "Um.... what sort of thanks did you want?" He finally asks.

Lauren appears to think about it for a moment, before letting go of the boxers and allowing herself to fall backwards onto his bed, causing his cock to stir once again. "Well, I was going to go for a swim." She says slowly. "How about you come and join me?"

Trying not to think of the half naked girl in his bed Sam quickly heads to his drawers, stashing the boxers in there, and pulling out a pair of swimming shorts. "Well, actually I was going to do that anyway." He tells her.

"Good, we can go down together then." Lauren replies, sitting up right and looking at him, neither of them moving for a few moments.

Finally Sam breaks the ice. "Well.... I kinda need to get changed first." He finally says.

"Well, go on then." Lauren tells him. "I'm not stopping you."