Special thanks to my editor; and to Mayberrygirl, who's contributions were paramount to the satisfactory completion of the work.
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The sun was low in the sky and Jason was nearly finished with the installation of the drainage pipes in the field. Runoff from the house and nearby driveway created a marsh behind the house, and he had worked all day to alleviate the problem. It was a dirty job, and he was covered in dried mud. Just as he thought about taking a break, the sound of an approaching car caught his attention. The house was set back from the road, but traffic was clearly visible from his vantage point.
That car looks familiar, he thought as it slowed and turned into his driveway. He recognized it as Heather's car, the same car that was stuck in the ditch several weeks ago. I'd better get her attention, he quickly decided, as she will never see me back here.
Jason walked the short distance to the gravel road that followed the creek along the property line and waved to the car. Heather drove to the end of the driveway, onto the gravel surface, and then alongside him. She gave him a sweet smile and a little wave as she approached.
"Heather, what a wonderful surprise to see you again," Jason greeted her with a huge smile on his face. "It's so nice of you to stop by. Are you heading out of town and taking the scenic route?"
"Actually no," she sheepishly replied. "I came to see you, and to ask a favor."
"Really? You came to see me?" Jason asked somewhat surprised. "What's the occasion?"
Heather paused to collect her thoughts, and then began. "Honestly, I seek sanctuary. I have tons of schoolwork, plus my senior project is due next month. Normally I would retreat to my folk's place, but they have out of town guests. And my apartment is too noisy and too busy to concentrate." Then she looked up at him with hopeful eyes and continued, "I'd really appreciate it if I could stay here with you this weekend. I have my suitcase and my study materials in the car. And you said I was always welcome here... anytime."
Jason smiled a comforting smile as he replied, "And I meant it. You're always welcome here. I've a couple of errands to run this weekend, but it shouldn't disturb your studies."
"Thank you Jason, that's a huge relief for me."
"Why don't you park your car behind the house and grab what you need to start studying? The back door is unlocked. Spread your stuff out on the dining room table. You remember the layout of the house?"
"I do remember, and thanks again. You're such a gentleman," she replied as her blue eyes sparkled and she flashed him a grin.
"I'm here to please," he responded. "I've a bit more work to do before it gets dark. Then I'll shower, grab your suitcase for you, and get dinner started. Do you like Chinese? If you'd care to join me, I'm having stir-fry chicken and vegetables from the garden."
"Sounds delicious, and healthy too. College doesn't allow for much in the way of healthy eating," she replied as she put the car in reverse. She slowly backed up and parked behind the house. She quickly gathered her backpack and laptop, and then headed inside his house.
It is so nice to see Heather again, Jason thought as he made his way back to finish up his project. The last time she had been a guest in his home the circumstances that heralded her arrival were so different. A storm had knocked out the power and blew the tree across the road. She put her car in the ditch to avoid it. By the time Heather managed to find her way to his door she was soaking wet. Of course, Jason reminisced, I was happy to take her in and take care of her. But why is she here now? He pondered. The excuses about her apartment and her folks, those are pretty flimsy. After all, she could just camp out at the library for the weekend. I wonder what is really going on. Well, I suppose time will tell the story, he concluded.
Jason maneuvered the last drainage pipe and buried it to complete his task. Covered in mud, he made his way back toward the house, stopping by the shed to put away the shovel along the way. Once in the mudroom, he took off his boots and peeled off his soiled clothes. Then walking naked through the back hallway he made his way to the master bedroom, and a much needed shower.
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Jason's thoughts again turned to Heather as the hot, pounding water of the shower soothed his sore muscles and washed away the dirt and sweat he had earned from his labors that day. I remember so well that first night on the couch, I warmed her feet by rubbing them and tucking them under my thighs, and wow, she really warmed up. As the candles flickered, she was all over me. I'll never forget it. He grinned and his cock began to stir from the recollection. Closing his eyes, he began to lather and scrub his hair.
After just a few moments and in quick succession, he heard the shower door open, felt a hand on his dick, and then heard Heather's voice, "Is this a present for me?"
Jason opened his eyes and saw Heather naked in front of him. She was smiling up at him as she began to gently stroke is now fully engorged, twitching cock. "I was just thinking about you, about your last visit," he said softly, sheepishly smiling back.
She put her free hand around his neck and looked into his eyes as she spoke, "I'm glad that thoughts of me are so uplifting." She pulled Jason's face to hers and kissed him deeply.
Coming up for air, Heather noticed the puzzled look on his face. "What's the matter?" she asked.
"Well, you are certainly more than welcome in here with me. It is just that you gave me the impression that you came here to study."
"I could use a break, and honestly when I heard the shower, I couldn't resist joining you."
A break? She just got here, he surmised, smirking inwardly at the thought. Not that I would kick her out of the shower anyway.
"Here, let me help you," Heather said. She released her deliciously hot grip on his cock and began to soap up her hands. Jason enjoyed the feeling of her slippery treatment first on his shoulders, then on his arms. She washed and massaged each of his hands in turn, and then ran her hands up to his chest. He drew her close for another deep kiss.
She gently pushed to separate their bodies and murmured, "Turn around. Let me do your back." Jason obliged her, and she repeated her soft, soapy caresses up and down and all around his back. Squatting down and working upward, she washed his feet and legs, finally arriving at his butt. She applied more soap to her hands, and then fondled his ass cheeks. Sliding both hands between his legs, she giggled as she cupped his balls.
"Oh that feels good!" he responded when she reached further up between his legs and using one hand began stroking his rigid cock. She gently massaged his butt hole with the index finger of her other hand. "Oh, you are gonna make me squirt on the shower wall."
"Well, we don't want that," she replied. "Rinse off so I don't have to taste soap."
After helping him rinse, Heather meticulously wetted Jason's shaft with her tongue and returned stoking his member with her delicate hand. Her tongue swirled around his cockhead before she took him into her mouth sucking gently on his helmet.
"Oh, your tongue feels so good. Your mouth is so hot," he moaned. Heather responded by taking in more of his slick hardness. She began slowly bobbing her head in rhythm to her stroking hand.
