The next morning Scott rose at dawn and headed to the beach for a quick swim before starting his long day. He grimaced at the thought of having to work. He wondered if he would get an opportunity to see Rebecca today and his body reaction reminded him of their previous encounter. He pushed the thought aside and headed into the water.
Scott finished his swim and headed home to collect his truck, the morning sun burning into his back indicated that it was going to be a long hot day.
Morning traffic was just beginning to come off the peak when he stopped outside his first delivery point and began uncovering his load. He raised the tarpaulin to the top of the front headboard and loosely tied the side drops up. This allowed him easy access to the load yet kept the drinks cool from the day's heat.
Scott checked his run register and began selecting Mrs. Andrew's standard order. Scott had only seen Mrs. Andrews once in the six months he had been delivering to her. She always left the empty bottles in a crate in the laundry and her money in a special envelope.
After Mrs. Andrews the three houses across the road were on his list. Scott checked his run list and filled two crates with drinks. He headed to the Parker household and wondered if they had remembered to leave out the money for last week's drinks along with this week. Opening the front gate he spotted the familiar blue crate on the front steps. He removed the six empty bottles and underneath was an envelope. Neatly written on the front was, this weeks and last week's money - Thank You. Scott smiled as he gathered the crate of empty bottles.
The opening of the front door startled him and he stepped back when Ashleigh emerged saying, "Mum's left last week's money for you Scott. Did you get it?"
Scott paused momentarily and looking upward he took in the view of the girls long shapely legs. A small bright yellow G-string bikini covered where they joined, his gaze quickly taking in the remainder of her scantily clad body, pert upturned breasts straining against miniscule pieces of yellow material and her young shapely body tanned by the summer's rays.
"Yeah, yeah Ashleigh," he replied, hesitantly. Scott had not seen Ashleigh since winter had ended and was amazed at how stunning the young 21 year old had become. Her name may sound like a boy but there was nothing boyish about the girl before him, he thought.
"How's the nursing studies coming along?" Scott asked.
"I graduate in three months." She replied, with a large smile.
"Then its lookout world here I come I suppose," he said with a laugh.
"Its look out world now," Ashleigh said, turning and showing her naked derriere to Scott as she slowly turned, slipping a towel around her waist. "I'm off for a few laps of the pool." She added, disappearing through the doorway.
Scott felt the heat in his loins and the shapely body of Ashleigh was indelibly etched into his mind. He slowly gathered the drink crates and headed next door. It was too early for those kinds of distractions he thought, closing the gate. He didn't want to have to explain a huge bulge in his shorts to a customer, especially one of the older women.
Scott pushed himself hard to keep from thinking about Ashleigh and just before noon he stopped at the Cliff-Top Café. He was pleased to be about an hour ahead of schedule and decided to sit and have lunch instead of the usual snack on the run.
The Cliff Top Café overlooked a small sandy cove. Scott knew it was a place often used for nude o topless bathing. He gave a casual look over the beach and noted that there were very few bathers soaking up the rays today. He sat at one of the many shaded tables and scanned through the paper while he ate.
Scott was engrossed in the paper when a sultry voice interrupted him. "So this is where you spend your spare time."
Startled he looked up to see Ashleigh standing there, broadly smiling. Instantly he felt the heat return to his loins. Although he had pushed the image of their previous encounter aside, it had still left a dull ache in his groin all morning.
Scott's manhood instantly sprang to life at the image before him. Ashleigh wore white shorts, very short shorts that began around her pelvic bone and finished about three inches lower. They were so tight they accentuated the bulge of her mound and her ample breasts strained against the same yellow bikini top that she had worn earlier. The dull ache in his groin turned to a heavy thump and his penis began to harden. Scott tried inconspicuously to readjust his rising manhood as it strained to peak his shorts for a look of its own.
"Oh sure," Scott replied with a nervous laugh, the ocean view is quite relaxing, he added.
"Oh, I don't know about that Scott," she said, straddling the bench seat and spreading her legs wide, sliding close to him. "You don't appear to be very relaxed, she added, placing a hand high on his thigh and pushing her breasts into him.
Scott felt the heat of her hand burn deep into his body and silently cursed as his manhood instantly grew hard and cleared the elastic top of his shorts. Ashleigh nuzzled into him and slid her hand into his shorts and grasped the throbbing monster. She reached forward and kissed him hard, sinking her tongue deep into his mouth as she ran her fingernails the length of his rigid cock.
Scott moaned loudly when she gently dug her nails in, scratching his pulsing knob. It was both painful and pleasurable. Pre cum had begun to escape and Ashleigh quickly gathered it with her thumb and forefinger and spread it over his knob, where her fingernails had just travelled. The flow increased and Ashleigh expertly moved up, down and around, spreading the smooth sticky substance over the hot angry head of his hard on. Unexpectedly Scott felt the pain of his loins ease and grasping the edge of the bench seat he moaned deeply while his love juice spewed geyser like from him. Ashleigh firmly squeezed his pulsing cock, adding to his pleasure.
"Are you up for a swim?" Ashley whispered hoarsely in Scott's ear, while pushing a breast into his body.
Scott swallowed hard, trying to clear the lump that had formed in his throat. "I, hum, no err I would love to but I can't, he stammered. I've got to finish my run. Mrs. Cruickshank will be waiting for her drinks," he mummbled, immediately feeling foolish at his last remark. "Maybe after I finish," he added.
Ashleigh swung her legs round and standing, she leaned forward and kissed him hard. Scott began to stand but Ashleigh gently pushed him back down. "I'm leaving for two months at city General this afternoon." she said, while beginning to walk away.
