That summer kept getting hotter, and even late in the season the country baked under the sun. Rachel and I had gone to stay at her parent's house in the Hampshire countryside for the weekend to look after the horses, while her parents were away. It's a big house, overlooking a narrow valley and with it's own paddocks and stables adjacent to the house. We'd spent most of the day clearing hay and feeding and watering the horses, trying to keep them cool in the heat. By mid-afternoon we were hot, tired and sweaty and headed back into the big country-house kitchen for a drink. The long days in the sun had given both of us a bit of a tan and the baking heat meant we were dressed very lightly.
We were both of us in shorts and Rachel was wearing a simple singlet top and no bra. I pulled off my T-shirt as we got glasses of cold water and mopped my brow with it. Sweat glistened on Rachel's back and her long dark hair was swept up and back, keeping it out of her eyes and off her back. She turned to face me and handed me a tall glass of cool water. I downed half of it and poured the rest over my steaming head, letting the cold water refresh me.
When I opened my eyes Rachel was standing closely in front of me. She reached out and put her hand on my chest, then stepped in and kissed my lips.
"I," she said into my ear "am, hot, sweaty and horny. Wanna fool around?"
"What, in here?" I said, looking around. The kitchen/diner had all the usual appliances and an island unit in the middle, with a decent sized dining table and chairs at the far end, overlooked by a big cabinet unit with a central mirror. Hardly the obvious place for a bit of fooling around, but I wasn't going to say no. Rachel looked awesome in her tight cut off jean shorts and little singlet. I had been stealing glances down her shirt all morning, but i didn't think anything was on the cards today.
"Yeah..." Rachel said, and pushed me backwards to the kitchen table. "Sit down..."
I sat on the kitchen chair, unsure of what to expect next. Rachel put down her glass and swung her leg over me, sitting down on my lap and pushing her lips and hips up to mine. We kissed, tongues darting, and Rachel ground her lap into mine. My cock started to harden in response, and with a smile Rachel pulled back and stood up off me. She spun around and dropped her jean-short clad bum onto my crotch and ground back and forwards on me.
I leaned forward and pulled her back against me, my hands roaming to her breasts which had hard nipples poking through into the fabric of her singlet, and down to the warmth between her legs. Her cheeks were pushing back on was by now a hot and hard cock, and I'm sure she could feel it through her shorts.
Rachel jumped to her feet and span around to face me.
"I can feel you're getting good and hard," she said "but for what I need you're going to need to be wet as well". And with that she dropped to her knees in front of me and pulled open my shorts at the fly, releasing my dick to the warm summer air. Hungrily, she gobbled it into her mouth, covering it in saliva. She swirled her tongue around the head and licked her way up and down the shaft, getting me good and wet.
