It was a warm, summer, New York afternoon as Nick sat on the front steps of his grandparents farm house. He got a couple weeks vacation and he couldn't think of any other place where no fans would find him than a scarce farm in upstate New York. He sat there eating a bowl of ice cream remembering his childhood Christmas's spent here. It was some of his happiest times, as a kid that is, as an adult he had a little bit better fun! He didn't mind coming out here anyways, he loved it there, but there was definitely a serious babe drought and he wasn't sure if he could go a whole two weeks without some good ol' lovin'. 'Oh well.' He thought and shrugged his shoulders. He looked up and set his bowl aside, 'Or not.' he thought again with a sly grin on his face. He saw a delectably beautiful young woman mosying on down the dirt road to his 'home away from home'. Her long blond hair hung in low pigtail braids with a few long, wavy bangs framing her beautifully tanned face. The way her full, rosy lips puckered and blew on the dandelion fluffs drove him wild, making him think of how lucky that flower was. Her hips swayed perfectly with her long, sensuous, tanned legs walked slowly, one in front of the other. Wishing he could stroke those luscious legs and thanking god that she picked out those short, slightly torn jean shorts. Not to mention she had a nice rack too, glad her shirt was a little too small and that she left the top couple buttons undone. He licked his lips hungrily, just looking at her practically hardened him through and through. She came strolling on up the driveway, no way was she coming for him. This was too good to be true. But wrong again, his grandmother came out the door behind him and walked down the steps past him. "Oh hi, Robyn!" and she gave her a big hug. Robyn returned the hug and laughed, "Hello, Mrs. Spaulding. How are you today?" Nick watched on, 'What I wouldn't give to hug her like that and run my hands over that tight ass. 'Uhmm' he thought silently groaning to himself. He regained his composure and stood up as they walked toward him. "Robyn, this is my grandson, Nickolas. Nickolas, this lovely, young lady comes to help me everyday with some chores." He smiled, loving the cute way she shifted her hips. She held out her hand, he took it and lightly kissed it. She giggled. He looked up, "Nick, actually." And he winked at her. His grandmother shook her head laughing and headed inside. "So, Robyn…" "Robby." He tried to hide his sly smile. "Robby, why don't we take a walk." He placed his hand on the small of her back and guided her behind the house, where there was a huge cornfield and the barn.
They walked and talked, getting to know each other. Which was all well and good, but Nick wanted to get straight to the goods. He noticed that she seemed to be fully aware of the sexual body language she was sending him, like her lips teasingly puckering into a smirk. They had by chance walked into the barn. She sighed, "I love horses. There so beautiful, wild and free." She said playing with one of her braids and discreetly looking at him. That was it, he couldn't take it anymore. He had caught her checking him out and sizing him up, so he had enough evidence to go on that proved she wanted him too. He took her hand and pulled her to him and he backed up, falling into a big pile a hay. He smiled as she fell on top of him. She repositioned herself so she straddled his lap. She slowly untied the knot at the bottom of her shirt as Nick wasted no time and started kissing neck slowly kissing down to where the shirt was buttoned. She kept ahead of him and unbuttoned the shirt so he wouldn't have to wait and let it slide off her slim shoulders. She held his head and ran her fingers through his hair as his lips continued kissing, along the way unhooking her front closure bra. He ran his hands over her shoulders, shedding the bra. He replaced his lips on the tender skin at her neck and worked his way up to her ear, gently nibbling and sucking on it, then back down to her collarbone and shoulders. She lifted off his lap a little and tilted his chin up to face her and before he could focus her lips and tongue were all over his in heated, deep, passionate kisses. She figured this would keep him busy for a while and she worked on his shirt and pants, lightly and innocently grinding against his almost painful straining. His shirt was quickly discarded since it was distracting his lips from kissing there way to her breasts. He let the tip of his tongue drag down to her chest. He kissed and licked her breasts, finally sucking on the soft flesh. He moaned against her breasts and she arched her back slightly to allow his soft lips further access down her stomach. As he did this, she undid her braids so her long, blond waves cascaded down her body, partially covering her chest. His large, soft hands ran up her back as his teeth began working on undoing her shorts. She ran her hands down his tanned back, just enough to dip under his pants slightly. He moaned and shivered as she slowly and lightly ran a finger back up along his spine. Robby found his hands and held them in hers, entwining their fingers. She laid them back onto the hay and held his hands at his head. Her lips claimed his own and neck as she shimmied out of her shorts. Nick loved the fact that she took some control, it showed him that she wanted this just as much. He was enjoying the feeling of her lips on his neck, when his eyes about bugged out of his head, but he smiled with delight as he felt her shorts slipping off. He removed his hands from hers and, finally getting his wish, ran his hands over firm ass. "Hmm, no panties." He purred. "Nah, they just get in the way." and she added a seductive giggle, as she nibbled on his earlobe. Suddenly he flipped her over, brushing her long waves away from her shoulders and breasts, and straddled her. "Ok, now, I have this problem. That maybe you can help me with." He tried acting serious. She smiled, "And what would that be?" "Well, I'm a little stiff…" he smiled goofily at her, then turned serious, the lust filling his eyes. "And there's only one way to fix it." before she could answer he swiftly plunged inside her and started gently pumping her. She finally got a chance to feel up his sculpted chest and then down his back, holding him close and planting feverish kisses down the sensitive skin of his chest. As the feeling mounted, he increased the pace of his strokes as he went faster and faster, and deeper and deeper. Until finally they could feel their release coming. Robyn grabbed his ass to hold him deep inside her and he arched his back and bit off a groan as he came. Nick tightly held her sweaty body as she came moments later, he gave her a sloppy kiss on her damp forehead and laid his head on her shoulder. They laid there a little while to get their breathing back to normal and began chatting as if this was nothing. He switched positions though, so now he was sitting up slightly, holding her in his arms and playing with her soft, cascading hair. "So, not bad." She teased and smiled, though he couldn't see it. "What?! What do you mean 'not bad'?!?! I worked pretty damn hard, I thought it was great!!!" he said exasperatedly. She looked up with a smile, "I was just playing." She traced his lips with her finger. He held her wrist and lightly sucked on her fingers. "Hmm, I think you did more than that." he smirked. She giggled. They decided that was enough pillow talk and they helped each other get dressed. When they were done, Nick slipped his arms around her bare midriff and pulled her close, "So, I'll see you tomorrow?" and bent down to a deep kiss. "Oh, yeah. I'll be by." She said once they parted. Nick heard his grandma calling him for dinner and took that as his exit. "Sorry, darlin'. I must go. Gotta build my energy back up." He slyly smiled. Robyn giggled and escorted him back to the steps of the house. He leaned down to give her another kiss, but she pulled away and turned to start walking away. He watched as she seductively strutted away swaying her hips. She gave a wave back with one hand, the other twirling a piece of her hair. Nick turned and ran up the steps, shaking his head and laughing.