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Systems Engineer Ch. 01

By: Beatnic_jazzman



Each and every character swore they were over eighteen before I let them onto the page

My thanks to Remi for editing it for me.

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"So, Jonathan. How are you settling in?"

"Fine, thanks. Working here is quite enjoyable," I replied.

I'd been here nearly three months now. This was the end of my probationary period.

"Good, I'm glad. Your work performance is well up to expectations. We're pleased to offer you the post on a permanent basis."

The pounding of my heart eased a little. I knew that I had done well, but there's always a little doubt when you get the call that the manager wants to see you.

"Thank you," I replied.

"Don't thank me yet. As our new resident Linux expert I have an interesting job for you. Is your passport up to date?"

"Yes, it's got another two years to run."

"Good, bring it in with you tomorrow. We'll get it off to the embassy for a work visa right away. I haven't gotten the full details yet but you're off to America. Some company wants to use our security suite. They already run Apache servers so it shouldn't be a big job."

My heart started thumping again. I'd landed on my feet here and now I was off to the States for a couple of weeks auditing my favourite operating system. 

I left the room with my hands trembling in excitement. The study project I was currently working on could be put on hold while I boned up on the new project. It would be nice to be back working from the command line again.

I was in with my passport the next day, and was given a nice pile of documents to fill out. They stopped short of asking if my mother had slept with the postman but everything else in my life was included.

It took me most of my day to fill them out, including the phone call to my folks for a few details I was unsure of. The secretary who looked them over now knew more about me than any girlfriend ever had.

It was two days later that my manager called me back to his office. He stood there with his back to me when I entered, looking out on the gray British weather.

"Harrumph," he cleared his throat and turned to me. "I've just got the details through about that job."

He glanced at the paper he was holding and looked me in the face.

"Look, I know this is a personal question, but are you gay?"

A frown quickly flashed across my face. "Actually, no. Why do you want to know?"

"Have you got any problems with gay people?"

"Sir, what's this about?"

"You're going to a gay resort," he stated. "But that's not the worst of it. It's a clothing optional place. You'll be expected to walk around nude as well."

It took me a second to digest the information. I was less than pleased to hear the news. I was ok with gays. They weren't my scene but their sexual predilections were their own business. It was the nude part that concerned me.

"The gay part's alright," I told him. "But do I really have to walk round nude?"

"It's part of the contract. I've been onto the director of sales and he tells me that that's the reason we got it. No one over there wanted to touch it but the money is ridiculous, and there's another five sites we can get if we do this well."

He walked to his seat and sat, waving me to the seat opposite.

"You'll have to go. We've got no one else even remotely as qualified as you, unless you want to resign, that is."

He handed me the paper he'd been clutching, leaning across the desk to do so.

"I can promise you a big bonus if you do the job well, and I'll throw in an extra week for you to 'acclimatise' that you can take as a holiday when you've finished. How does that sound?"

I looked at the paper.

'An engineer to go in and audit the current system, and then tailor and install a new security suite. The firm runs a chain of gay 'clothing optional' beaches and lakeside resorts. The HQ is at a lakeside resort. At a little place just outside Colombia, just south of San Andreas. The engineer will be expected to follow the company policy that only protective health and safety wear is permitted.'

My thoughts were all over the place. If it had been just working in a gay environment it would have been ok; if it had been a 'straight' nudist resort I could have come to terms with that, but a gay nudist resort was beyond the bounds of my thinking.

I fastened on the last sentence. 'Only protective health and safety wear is permitted.' I could get away with wearing overalls, and if I stuck to my room then maybe I could pull this off. 

At least my body was still in good shape, even though it had been three months since I'd been in a pool. I'd put on, maybe, a couple of pounds, but the extra was layered quite thin.

"I'm not happy," I told him. "But, I'll give it a go. Just make sure it's a big bonus."

The worried look vanished from his face. "Thank God. I'll even fly you first class."

True to his word three weeks later saw me flying into San Francisco with all the trimmings, beautiful airhostesses waiting on me, champagne with the evening meal, and a suitcase stuffed with overalls.

I was met at the airport by a limo and rode in air conditioned comfort up to the resort. It was a little disconcerting having a naked bell boy take my bags but the receptionist was a mouth-watering delight.

When I told her who I was she had me follow her to some back office, giving me a nice view of her back and her jiggling buttocks along the way. Brushing past her sun bronzed 36 D's as she ushered me into an empty conference room was enough to give me a raging hard on.

Some old guy, figuratively old that is, his silvery hair belying his nude body's athletic looks, came in shortly afterwards and indicated me to sit.

"Mr.... Ah." He flipped open the folder he'd brought with him. "Mr. Bently, you've caught us at an awkward time. I've just fired the systems admin. He was, ah..., making unauthorized videos. Um..., well..., can you bear with us and give us a few days to sort things out?"

"Not a problem, though I would've liked a poke around your installation, have a look at the code, but that can wait," I replied.

"Er..., I can see you're still dressed. As you've just got in I'll overlook it. I'll send Julie in with a bag for your clothes, then she can show you to your room. Have a few days holiday on us and I'll be in touch when we're ready for you to start."

With that he stood and I watched him exit the room.

Julie appeared minutes later to find me half undressed. My cock had subsided considerably, down to five of its engorged seven and a half inches. Seeing Julie approaching, her breasts swaying with glimpses of her fanny below her landing strip, was enough to start it upwards again.

I continued removing my shoes, hiding my growing erection. She hung the sports bag on the chair next to me, putting the wristband and dongle on the table in front of me, her bronzed breasts swinging past my eye-line as I slipped my feet out of my trousers.

She looked at me with a little smile.

"I'll help you pack," she said, reaching for my shirt where I'd tossed it on the table.

I sat back up, bringing my trousers over my lap, temporarily hiding my erection while I made an elaborate show of folding them.

She plucked them from my hands, seeing the size of my erection for the first time.

"Oh, the boys are just going to love you," she declared.

"I'm not gay," I protested

She laughed, sitting back on the half drawn out chair. "With a Johnson like that, gay or not, you'll be fighting them off."

She had another little giggle to herself as she packed my trousers away.

"Come on, give me your shorts as well. I don't care if you've got one inch or twelve, I'm not going to touch it."

Reluctantly I half stood and eased my shorts down with my thumbs.

She might not want to touch it but she certainly took her time admiring the view.

She stood and put them away, then retrieved my jacket from the back of my chair.

"Have you brought sandals with you? Walking around in shoes will make you look odd," she informed me. "You can get a pair in the shop. Oh, and it's better if you ease yourself in the toilet as well. You don't want to walk through the hotel with an erection like that." 

I felt the hot flush colour my cheeks.

She laughed again at my embarrassment. "Seriously, there's a john through that door over there. Go on, I'll wait here till you've finished."

I felt the warmth in my cheeks again as I stood and, with my cock bouncing, I walked to the door indicated. Inside I watched as my cock deflated again, the image of admiring glances from the men flushing the sexual arousal from my mind.

She looked straight at it as I exited.

"Here, you can carry your bag in front, just in case," she said, offering the bag to me.

"And this is the key to your room," she went on, picking the wristband from the table.

I stepped back into my shoes with her still eyeing me up.

"Come on, then, let's get you some sandals," she said, turning and walking to the door.

I followed her, studying her long legs and well rounded ass till my cock twitched, then as she led me back into reception and into the throng of naked bodies it felt like it was shrivelling up, with cocks and breasts of all sizes visible around me.

The shop was at the back, with a view of the lakeshore, with dozens of people lounging and playing. In the shop a hunky guy came over to attend to us.

"Who's the boyfriend, Julie?" he said with a leering grin. "You gone bi on us?"

"Jake," she said, ignoring the jibe. "This is the IT guy from England. Can you fix him up with a pair of sandals?"

"Yeah, sure." He looked me over. "What size are you?"

"Nine."

"That's an English nine. Size ten for us," she chimed in.

"That's ok. They're all over here. He can take his pick."

I followed him over to a rack, dropping the bag down to browse.

"Wheee oop," he whistled. "Wow, that's some meat."

From beside me Julie laughed. "Steady, Jake, your charm won't work on this one. He's straight."

"Straight," he echoed.

"Yes, heterosexual. There are some around."

"Wow," he repeated. "What a waste."

"Not to some lucky girl," she replied.

"Are you feeling lucky? Or you don't want to make Jaclyn jealous again."

The verbal jousting was taking place above my head as I half crouched, half sat on the bag to take my shoes and socks off. I stood again and selected a pair from the rack, Indian type ones with toe loops.

As I turned and dropped one of the sandals to the floor they were standing a yard apart, half smiling at each other. I tried the sandal on. She was right, an American size ten fit. I dropped the other and slipped my foot into it, then crouched again to pack my footwear.

I glanced up at the now silent pair to find them both looking at my dangling cock, it's head nearly brushing the floor. I felt like some prize horse being examined. I stood back up and turned to Jake.

"Right, where do I sign?" I asked.

"You can use your door key over at the desk," Jake informed me.

I followed over to the desk, clutching the bag at my waist to cover myself. He had me pass the disc dongle over the reader after he tapped a few keys.

"Come on, then," Julie ordered me.

"See you later," she said, tossing the remark to Jake over her shoulder as we left.

She led me out of the hotel and up a little path into the wooded area at the back. Set amongst the trees were little wooden cabins.

"This is the staff area. You're number thirteen, one of the singles in the executive area," she informed me.

My disc unlocked the door and there inside was my luggage placed alongside the bed. I looked around. Besides the bed there was a little kitchen area and through an open door to the side I could see a shower, and presumably a toilet as well.

"Make yourself at home," she told me. "Food is served in about an hour and a half. See you then."

She shut the door behind her and I walked over and flopped onto the bed. I unpacked my clothes and retrieved my phone. UK time was two thirty in the morning. I'd slept well on the plane over but my body clock was urging me to sleep now.

I took a shower, running the water cold at the end to perk myself up. A strong cup of coffee as well wouldn't have gone amiss.

I got my iPod out and lay back on the bed. Plugged into my music and thinking of the mornings events, it was like some topsy turvy land. I was the subject of glances and stares from the boys, while most girls ignored me. It would take some getting used to.

I must have dozed off because the next I knew a loud knocking at the door stirred me.

"Come in," I shouted, pulling the sheet over me.

"I can't. It's locked," came back the melodious voice.

I threw the sheet back and rolled off the bed.

At the door was a stunning looking girl. I could feel my cock twitching in response. She had honey blond hair, as a glance to her pubes confirmed, nice firm breasts and gorgeous, tapered legs.

"I'm Jane. Julie suggested that I look in on you and take you to lunch."

I could feel my cock thickening and rising. She looked straight at it.

"Julie said you had a nice one. A bit of an understatement if you ask me," she said, her voice softening as my cock started reaching for the sky.

"Can I come in?" she asked.

"Oh, sorry," I said, stepping back and opening the door wider.

"I was to be your contact here. I work the IT help desk, but Jason has screwed that all up with his voyeuristic porn films. I'm in limbo like you while the police investigate," she explained.

She crossed the room in front of me and sat, perched on the edge of the bed, her eyes on my cock as I followed and sat next to her.

"Well, I was going to take you to the staff canteen but you can't walk around like that," she said, referring to my now fully erect cock. "Jo's going to have a fit when she sees the size of it."

"Jo?"

"Josephine, Mr. Johanus's secretary. She likes them big like you."

I could see her nipples hardening as she nervously smoothed one hand down her thigh, then a little smile crept onto her face. She leaned towards me, her hand stretching out and touching my cock with her fingers.

"I'm putting my marker down now," she said as she swivelled and went to her knees before me. Her hand circled my cock as she bent forward and licked at the head, her hair cascading over my thighs.

I sat there in stunned silence as she pushed my legs apart and took me into her mouth, her tongue stroking the underside as her lips slid over it. Her hand started pumping me as she licked around and around the rim.

It took her only a few minutes to work her magic on me, giving me an orgasm and a half as my seed filled her mouth. She stopped pumping but kept licking, stretching my orgasm out for long seconds more as she sucked and licked to the last dribble.

"There, that was just a quickie. Now, if you go and wash the smell of sex off, I'll take you for something to eat." She smiled suggestively as she spoke the last words, perhaps imagining me eating her out as I wanted to.

She followed me into the bathroom and leaned against the wall, watching as I rinsed my cock in the hand basin.

Systems Engineer Ch. 02



Chapter 02

A holiday with extras

The sight of my growing cock delighted her even more. I saw her eyes widen, driving her brows up. When I looked to her breasts her little rosebuds were taking form. I stood as she got to me, extending my arms in the offer of a hug.

She brought her body to mine, pushing my cock down and between her legs, as she stood on tiptoe. She clasped my cock tight as we kissed. Our lips caressing and sucking each other before our tongues entwined as I caressed her neck and back.

"I'll have to give you another quickie," she whispered in my ear as she broke our kiss. "I've got to get back to work."

She was pushing me back to the bed. I sat as my calves touched, and she crouched, pushing my knees apart. She reached in and grabbed it around the root, bending forward to take the head and rub it across her lips, then let her tongue snake out and started brushing the tip.

Her hand started stroking me. I moved my hand over hers and brought it further up the shaft, then held on to it as she resumed her ministrations. I pushed her hand faster as she started squeezing my head with her lips, the thrill increasing by the second. 

She had it in her mouth and was stroking the underside. I squeezed her hand as my frantic pumping increased. The sight of her looking into my eyes as she pleasure me was pushing my lust for completion and the ultimate release.

As my hips started jerking she held just the tip in her mouth. I watched her gulp the first load down as a second, feebler spurt followed. I'd not had three orgasms in a day since the first few days with my old girlfriend.

She was sucking and licking at the last dribble, the increased sensitivity enhancing the pleasurable afterglow of the release itself. She stood and I could see how moist she was, the musky aroma awakening my salivary ducts.

She held me off as I reached to pull her to me.

"No, really, we have to go and eat. I've got to get things up and running. I've only got half an hour."

I pushed myself up and let her lead the way. We walked down at a brisk pace, her sandals slapping the walkway. Within minutes we were joining the back of the queue. 

"I shouldn't be telling you this but the cops want to take two of the servers. I'm having to transfer all the essentials across," she said in a hushed voice.

"Their probably just fishing," I whispered back.

"I don't know. They've had an FBI man here as well, I hear."

"Oh, yeah? Who saw his badge?"

"I don't know. I just heard gossip, you know, from our security guards."

"Take it with a pinch of salt."

"Salt?"

"Sorry, it's a colloquialism; believe it when you see it. Make any more sense?"

"I know that Jason has been charged with thirteen counts so far."

I began to put the food on the tray, finding a nice size steak, with peas and mashed potatoes. We took our food to the table up in the corner. Just Jackie was there. As Jane hurried through her meal I talked to Jackie.

She asked me about myself and what England was like as a place to live, saying that one of her uncle's had served in the USAF over there. Jane was soon standing and giving me a light kiss as she said sorry for rushing off.

I continued talking inconsequential's as Jacinth joined us, and then Jo came. 

"Hi," she exclaimed as she placed her tray down next to me.

I was sat hugging my second cup of coffee. Here seemed the only other safe place from my cabin.

Jo ate and joined in the conversation as Jackie went up and got me more coffee. My English circadian time was bedtime so I was glad of it .

As Jacinth and Jackie finished up their coffee and left together Jo moved her chair closer.

"Would you like to come for a swim later?"

As a former (unremarkable) member of the uni swim team it was the perfect bait.

"Yes, that sounds fine. I'd be glad to come," I replied.

I'd been meaning to find time for at least a weekly swim to help pull me back into shape. And there was her shape to admire too.

She took a last mouthful and picked up her tray. I picked up my cup and followed as we shoved the things on the 'dirty' belt and left. She led me through into the hotel proper and up a flight of stairs. There, in front, was a wide pool with lots of people lounging around it.

"I always like to come as a pair," she informed me. "Usually with Jane."

My walk home had taught me that lesson as well. Looking around, I saw only same sex couples with some mixed groups. 

"It must have cost a fortune to build this place," I commented.

We were walking over to some loungers that looked vacant, the little table in between standing bare.

"It's due for redevelopment soon. He bought it out from a luxury wilderness outfit liquidation. He wants to add more rooms and tennis courts and things."

"I imagine it's gorgeous here in full summer," I went on, making conversation as we sat.

"Oh, yes. Clear blue, sunny evenings, lying out on a boat in the quiet, the waves gently rocking you. You can smoke a spliff out there and be anywhere you want."

A waiter came up, the tray and his manner marking him out despite the lack of a uniform. Jo ordered a vodka and fresh orange juice while I favoured a wine and asked for a medium white.

"Have you got a girlfriend? I don't see a ring." she asked as the waiter left with our order.

"Well spotted," I commended her. "No, I don't have a current," I continued, knowing where she was going with this.

"Are you fucking Jane?"

I nodded.

"Do you want to fuck me as well? I'm tired of men faking it."

"Can I ask Jane first if she minds?"

"She won't. I've shared men with her lots of times."

"At my place, I take it?" I asked.

"Ah ha, mine's shared."

"Mind if I have a swim first?"

"I'll sit here and watch, ok?"

I stood and walked to the pool's edge, diving in and swimming for the far end. After three lengths my layoff caught up with me. I climbed out at the far end. I could only guess the number of eyes that followed me back; I was looking straight ahead after the first few steps. 

She stood and handed me my wine, holding hers and her bag in the other as we turned and walked back across to the stairs. The nearer we got, the harder my cock got. The sole guy we passed did a double take when he realized the erection I was sporting. 

She took hold of it as we entered, walking me across to the bed.

"Lay down?" she asked me.

I eased myself onto the bed. She followed behind without releasing her hold, straddling me across the hips. She bent forward and started to massage her fanny with my cock, pressing the head and spreading her juices up and around her clit.

I reached out and took her firm nipples, pulling and twisting them as she stroked herself on my cock.

"Oh, that feels nice. I can't wait for it to fill me. I haven't had a big one like yours in months."

As she said it she moved forward and pushed the head into her entrance, slowly easing herself down until it was fully inside her.

"Oh, that's so good."

She squirmed, leaning forward to place her hands on my ribs then she began to bounce. Slowly building the tempo, words came tumbling from her.

"Yes... Oh, yes.... Ohhh.... Oh, yes.... Jebus."

My cock was beginning to feel the punishment of her wild ride. My balls were aching by the time she had her first orgasm, giving only brief pause before pounding against me again.

As the second orgasm swept through her and she let herself lay on me, my cock began to lose its rigidity. As she pushed herself back up my abused cock slipped out.

"Oh," she murmured softly and let her weight fall back onto me.

She put her hands up around my neck and pulled our heads together, giving me a passionate kiss, her tongue diving straight in and massaging mine. I pulled my hands free of the breasts now pressed against me and wrapped my arms around her.

As she finished the kiss I put my mouth to her ear.

"Sorry, I guess I'm a bit below par. Jane had first dibs and it's been a long day. I'll do better next time," I whispered.

"It was still fun, but I'll take you up on that promise. A boat trip tomorrow evening sound good? I know a place on the other shore that's nice."

"I'll put it in my diary."

She gave a quick laugh and slipped to the side of me, snuggling close with a hand cradling my balls.

I felt my shoulder being shaken. As I opened my eyes her face loomed large in mine.

"See you tomorrow, lover boy." With that, she gave me a soft kiss and turned and left.

Jane came into my room not long after Jo left. I'd almost fallen back asleep and it took a moment to register her presence. I turned to see her approach.

"Jane, you all finished?" I said sleepily.

"Did you fuck her?" her voice had an edge that brought me wide awake.

"Yes," I said in a matter of fact voice, casually easing my way to sitting on the edge.

"She's not fair. I knew she would."

"Did I do wrong?" I inquired, reaching my arms to her. "She said it'd be alright 'cause you shared."

"Not everyone. Sometimes they can be special. Oh, never mind. I'd just thought...."

"Hey, you're nicer than her. Do you want me to say no more?"

"No, you'd better not. You can be extra nice to me instead." 

She said this as my arms enfolded her. She half sat on my knees, her body pressed to mine as she leaned in to kiss me. I felt like a schoolboy with a crush with the thrill I got from hugging and holding her. I also felt the soreness of my cock as it attempted to respond.

As our kiss got more passionate I brought my arm to the side of me, and lowered us back, onto the bed. As our kiss finished I brought my hand to the back of her head and pulled her into my shoulder.

As we lay quietly together, I asked her, "Are you finished for the night?"

"Yes, it's all up and ready for tomorrow, though it'll be really slow without those two servers."

"Do you want to stay with me tonight?"

"I was going to. I've been waiting for Jo to leave."

"I'm too fucked to do anything much. My cock's complaining that it's being abused. I'd like to give you a tongue job though. I only got a taste last time," I said, moving my hand to her breast.

"We can just sleep if you want," she told me.

"Oh, ok. It was just a thought." The nipple I was playing with was getting aroused, firming up in my fingers.

"Turn over, then, if you want to sleep," I told her. "Let me spoon you."

With my arms both under and over her I cupped a breast in each hand and held her tight against me. In a short time I was asleep.

I woke in the morning with her cuddled up to me and gently stroking my back and kissing my neck. 

"Morning, sleepy head," she greeted me as I stirred.

"Jane," I mumbled sleepily.

She drew her nails down my back, making me shiver with delight. 

"What time is it?" I asked as she brought her face to mine.

"Breakfast in half an hour," she replied. "It's about quarter to seven."

"I need a shower. You wanna wash my back again?" I asked, before kissing her on the nose.

"I want to stay here warm and cosy with you."

"We can come back to bed after. I feel all yucky and I need to pee."

She moved back, freeing me. I rolled over on the bed, twisting my feet out over the edge. She followed, wrapping her arms around my chest as she came behind me. I felt her hot breath on my shoulder as she licked me.

I half turned and we kissed over my shoulder.

"Come on," I urged her. "Let's make a fresh start to the new day."

I stood as she reluctantly released me, turning to take her hand.

"I want to hold it when you pee," she said.

"Come on, then," I replied with a chuckle.

She took my proffered hand and walked to the bathroom with me, leaning around me as I stood at the toilet. She took hold of my cock and I put my hand over hers to pull the foreskin back. As the amber liquid splashed into the bowl she giggled like a little schoolgirl.

"What do you call it? The last English guy called it his todger. I love that name; it gave it character."

She milked the last drops out and gave it a shake.

"When I was little I called it my 'Willie,' I suppose I generally use 'cock' nowadays but there's lots of names for it. My favourite is 'Beef Bayonet,'"

"Oh, I've never heard that one," she exclaimed, taking a moment to think, then declaring, "I like that one, too." 

I laughed again, thinking of all the other names I'd heard it called.

"Do you want to see how I pee as a boy?" she asked.

She moved me aside and arched her hips, opening her legs. I stood to the side watching as she pulled her lips apart with her fingertips and let go a stream of her own water.

When she was done she bent forward and grabbed a handful of toilet paper. Her round ass looked so delicious. I reached to it and began caressing her soft skin. She stood back up and with her free hand pulled my arm to her waist.

She threw the paper in and flushed, turning to put her arm over my shoulder, pulling my head to hers. 

As she moved her lips to mine, I asked, "So, you gonna do my back or what?"

She kissed me as the giggle at my words broke, having only a second or two of contact as our bodies caught up and pressed together.

"Oh, you," she protested lightly. "Come on, then, 'let's start the day,'"

After we'd showered and dried we had a ten minute walk to the cafeteria to be among the first to breakfast. We were near finished when Jake came in and came over.

"Janey, everything ok?"

"More than ok, bro," she replied, gleefully letting the smile curl her lips. "You've met Jonathan?"

"He's wearing my sandals," he replied. "You've got a nice one there, the size of him."

I'm sure I blushed; I felt the flush to my cheek.

Jane laughed. "You're just jealous this time."

She turned to me. "Jake's my brother. He got me the job here, said it'd keep me safe from men."

It was my turn to laugh, which came out more of a snicker as I tried to suppress it.

Jake seemed caught for a smart reply. "Makes the occasional one like a treat, then."

Then he turned to me. "Nice to see you've picked the best."

I thought of Jo and of our promised boat ride later.



Systems Engineer Ch. 03



Chapter 03

More treats

"She made certain I did," I replied. "But I would have picked her anyway."

He turned back to Jane. "Have fun."

Then he turned on his heel and walked away.

Strange how brother and sister relate to each other sometimes. I put it aside. I was ready to leave, get on with my day of laid back waiting for the man to say yes, though I had a feeling that Jane had plans.

We strolled back leisurely, meeting Jacinth on her way to breakfast and exchanging courtesies. I was thinking vaguely about getting back to the pool, getting more exercise. I wondered if Jane would mind.

We got back to my accommodation. Jane stood aside as I opened up and I allowed her to enter first. She crossed straight over to the bed and lay back across it, legs dangling over the side.

I followed her over, lying back alongside of her, then half turning my head.

"Do you fancy going swimming?" I asked.

"I was thinking of catching some sun on the lakeside, somewhere near the bar. I'll watch you swim in the lake if you like."

The water was probably colder but the lake was ok, too. Exercise is exercise. 

She rolled sideways, flipping her feet onto the bed and bringing her head close to mine.

"Do you wan--" she said before I covered her mouth with mine.

Her hand found my cock which was already stiffening. It answered her unspoken question, yes, I wanted to.

I nipped and tugged at her lip, rolling her mouth on mine. My hands reached and found her breasts, taking the nipples of each and teasing them. Her tongue pushed in and the kiss got more passionate, our tongues wrestling and dancing with the others.

Her hand dropped my cock and went between my legs, pulling me around and properly onto the bed alongside her, cuddling up to me as her hand took up my cock again. My arm slipped around her to pull her close and resume our kiss.

As our kiss lengthened she shifted fully onto me, letting my cock slip between her legs where her thighs squeezed it as she dropped her knees between mine. In her new position I reached down blindly to find her breasts, cupping each as my hands enclosed them.

I could feel the desire as her hips pressed against me, my cock now fully erect and wedged against her pussy, a ribbon of her juices tracking down it. My hands squeezed against my chest as I massaged her breasts.

I felt her wriggle as she opened her legs and pushed mine together. Her hips arched and she began stroking her pussy on my cock. I squeezed my thumbs onto her nipples and teased them, rubbing them slowly over the hard nubs.

She continued happily for a while then changed positions to kneel astride me and ride the underside as she pressed it against my belly. The sensations in the new position heightened my arousal as she worked herself faster the nearer she came to orgasm.

Her fingers pinched into my flesh, gripping my waist as her body shook and her weight fell onto me. She made soft inarticulate sounds through her panting, her body shivering as I looked up at her.

She leant forward, breasts dangling over me as she brought her lips to mine. A little peck, then a whispered, "Thank you," then she cupped my cheeks and drew me into a passionate lip crusher.

As she moved up me, her pussy slid to the tip, gently probing her lips. I let the kiss continue till the passion was spent, then put my hands to her waist to impale her on my throbbing cock.

She gave a half grunt as it slid in and she rose and put her hands on my chest, her face reflecting her delight. I took her dangling breasts, flicking my thumbs over her stiff, proud nipples.

I felt her squirm as the thrill ran through her, jiggling my cock inside her and sending a thrill down that. She began to fuck me, making me stretch to keep control of her breasts. She had her eyes closed and her mouth drawn tight as she rocked on her knees above me.

Her furious pounding was sending me into overdrive. As my cock rippled in and out her, the smooth, silky feel sent surges of thrills through me. I could feel the pressure build, my balls feeling tight and hard. Ready or not, I was on the cusp.

My sperm exploded into her as I pressed my hips to hers as she rose, arching my back and shuddering as the second load fired off. She held me deep inside her as I sagged back after the third.

She gave a few half hearted thrusts before lying on top of me, panting noisily, head on her crossed arms. Her legs tightened on mine as her hips pushed against me. I felt her hot breath on my chest as I put my arms onto her back, running my fingers down her backbone.

We lay spent on the bed, streaked with perspiration, hearts racing from exertion and sexual release. It was minutes till she stirred on top of me.

"Oh, God, that was one of the best fucks I've had," she murmured, her voice soft and tender.

"It was nice for me, too," I said, bringing my arm up to circle her neck.

"Oh," she sighed. "It was better than nice, much better."

She pushed herself up on an elbow, turning her head to face me, her eyes glowing with happiness. I half turned and stretched to kiss her, she meeting me halfway. Our kiss was tender to start with but she soon dipped her tongue between my lips as her passion increased.

When the kiss ended she let her head fall back onto my shoulder, sighing again as she looped her arm to run her fingers up into my hair.

"We should get up," she said. "I need to shower again."

Despite her words she made no effort to move, snuggled comfortably on top of me, eyes closed. She was the picture of contentment. I let her lie there, enjoying the moment myself despite the cool, sticky wetness in my groin.

After a few minutes more she raised her leg, sliding it across me as she moved to my side.

"Come and wash my back," she purred. "We need to make a move."

She slid herself off the bed, pulling on my hand till I was upright next to her. She held onto my hand as we walked to the shower, pausing at the threshold when she started the shower to let the water warm.

We washed each other, me soaping and caressing her body first before she started on mine. She washed my cock with reverence, bringing me half erect despite my feeling drained by my previous exertions.

She rinsed it with special care, leaving me still half hard as she started to towel me dry. She dropped to her knees in front of me when she came to dry my cock, tenderly stroking it as she dried under my balls, then leaning forward to take my head in her mouth.

A surge of pleasure raced through me as her tongue caressed my head, stroking the sensitive underside and pushing the rim onto her teeth. I groaned as the silky sensations tingled down to the root where her fingers still gently stroked.

She licked and sucked, investing minutes in my pleasure till my empty balls ached, spurting only a thin gruel into her hungry mouth when my orgasm overcame me, my body trembling as I held her head to steady myself and my trembling knees.

She finished sucking the last drop and released me, letting me stager to sit on the toilet to recover. She stood and followed me over, sitting straddling my legs and wrapping her arms around me. I put my arms around her, hands on her shoulders, head between her breasts.

We cuddled for minutes more as my heartbeat slowed and my breathing got deeper. When my legs felt fit, I straightened up, bringing our faces together to kiss her, my gratitude swelling as the pleasure faded.

While she stopped at the mirror I wandered and stood in the open door, my nudity giving me twinges as someone equally naked strolled past. Jane joined me and we set off to the lakeside with just a pair of rolled up towels and a bottle of sunscreen between us.

The lakeside was hot under the morning sun. We walked to the grassy mounds at the edge of the beach and staked our place with the towels. She handed me the sunscreen as she lay down on her tummy.

"You'd better do my back first!" she suggested.

I knelt beside her and trickled some over her shoulder blades then rubbing it in with big, sweeping circles. I carried on, energetically covering the rest of her back with the sensuous caress of my fingers skimming over the creamy foundation.

I heard her softly groan as I reached her arse and let my thumbs slip down the valley, my balls ached slightly as my cock thickened, reminding me of yesterday's marathon and the need to save myself for tonight.

The water was colder that I'd imagined. The hot sun and its black depths left it cool enough to still raise goose bumps when I ran and dived in far enough away from the boats on the little wooden jetty. A brisk swim soon saw me warm enough to enjoy myself.

After a ten minute swim up and down the length I felt ten times more alive, and I swam back to the shallows to rejoin Jane, who I found still stretched out at the base of the mound. She laid there, her sun bronzed skin glowing with the sunscreen's oils, her eyes closed.

I leant over her and shook my hair, scattering drops all over her.

"Hey," she cried, turning and reaching out for me as I jumped back out of reach.

"You're done that side," I teased. "Do you want a drink?"

She half lay back before turning over and sitting up, letting me feast my eyes on her beautiful nude body.

"Yes, why not?"

I turned to go as she twisted to her knees but she stretched out and pulled on my leg, making me stumble and tumble into the sand, acquiring a coating where my skin was still damp, and making me regret my start of a silly season.

"Truce," I claimed as I scrambled to my knees and took her proffered hand.

We walked up to the café, a slow stroll in the warming sun. We sat and ordered, getting quick service as a staffer, the waitress greeting Jane by name.

"It gets to be boring after a while. I shouldn't complain. It's like a holiday but without any friends to hang out with," she said languorously, laid back in the chair, her breasts stretched tight, making the nipples stand out.

My dick twitched as her nudity impinged on me, strangely reminding me of my assignation with Jo later. Our coffee came and we drank it slowly. I was thinking of my friends at home. What would they say, seeing me sitting here naked with a gorgeous girl sitting nude opposite me?

With our coffee finished Jane suggested that we go back to her place and let her apply sunscreen to me before the sun turned the reddening patches into full blown sunburn. I agreed, insisting that we go via my place so I could pick up my music first.

On the walk back she linked arms and after a brief stop for my iPod we found ourselves at her door. There were two beds and I looked from one to the other.

"That one's mine. The other's Jay's. We share. Jo and Jackie have the next cabin over," she said to my unasked question.

She put her bag down and opened it. "Do you want to lie on the bed?"

I went and lay down while she came over with the sunscreen.

"I should have thought of this when I saw your pale body yesterday but my mind was full of other things," she said with a little giggle. "There's a notice up about sunburn in the dos and don'ts in the guest rooms."

The application turned into a massage with her spending time playing with my engorged cock, stroking and holding it as her nipples grew erect. My balls started to ache as she pulled on the skin and fondled them.

I reached up and took her arm.

"Later," I cautioned her. "If you want sex let me go down on you."

She looked at me. "Shall we sixty nine?"

"No, it's getting a little sore. I haven't fucked this much in years."

"Aww," she said, releasing it. "No staying powers, you Brits," she continued jokingly.

She sat next to me and put her hand up to stroke my chin. I stretched my hand up to take her arm.

"Come let me taste you," I said, pulling on her.

She half stood and went to turn.

"No." I stopped her with another pull.

She looked at me quizzically.

"Come sit on my face. I like it best that way." And it'll keep you away from my cock, I added mentally.

She climbed on and straddled me, her shins on my shoulders and feet in my armpits. I widened her knees then grabbed her hips to pull her that little bit forward to stroke my tongue up the pink petalled valley to the glistening pearl at the top.

I worked my way down after the little tease and enjoyed the aroma and taste as I circled the rim of her vagina, teasing again by thrusting my tongue inside and fluttering it. She bent forwards and took my head in her hands, rubbing my hair as she pulled me into her.

Her move took my tongue back to her clit and I started fluttering my tongue tip over it. She gave a shiver and began to knead my head. I responded by pressing and stroking with the flat of my tongue.

She released my head and grabbed the headboard as she came full in my face. I felt her weight as her back arched with her legs still trembling as she slumped forwards, her head resting on her hands.

I slipped from under her and rose to my knees to wrap my arms around her waist, my cock still hard enough to press against her. She pushed back at me and turned to lie, her free hand swinging behind to touch me as her hand clasped my flesh.

We lay still as I let her recover, her breathing slowing as she pressed into me.

It was half an hour before she stirred. "What time is it?" she asked sleepily.

"I don't know."

"Look on my locker, my alarm clock."

I twisted my head. "Half eleven."

"Shall we have a shower before dinner?"

"If you'll put more sunscreen on me afterwards."

"Okay," she giggled.

I was strict in the shower and with the sunscreen afterwards, stopping her from arousing me too much. It was past twelve when we finally left for dinner. She was annoyed to find a text message when she checked her phone.

"Damm. They need me in the server room asap. You go on to dinner. I'll see you back here later."

"Do you want me to help?"

"No, you'd better not. You're not authorized yet."

"Okay," I agreed. "See you back here later."

She gave me a quick hug as we parted ways, brushing her fingers down my flaccid cock before turning to her path. I watched her go, her pert globes waggling as she walked away. I followed my path and found Jay and Jackie already seated.

"Jane not with you?" Jackie asked as I sat.

"No, she's been called away to work," I replied.

The sight of them sitting there nude struck me again, Jay's voluptuous body with her large breasts still firm with her large dark areoles crowned by her full nipples. Jackie, on the other hand, sat with her pendulous breasts sporting crinkly little balls, swaying a little as she turned back to her food.

I turned my attention to my food and began to demolish my steak and chips. Jackie left before Jay, leaving me drinking coffee with her.

"Are you going back to your cabin?" I asked. "I left my iPod there."

"I wasn't but I could if you need it."

"Naw, you don't need to make a special journey. I can wait for Jane to get back."

"Oh, she could be ages yet. I'll get it for you."

She finished off her coffee and stood, waiting a second for me to join her. We walked out together and up into the woods following the path back. She unlocked the door and let me in, shutting the door behind her as she stepped in behind me.

"I'm going to the toilet a moment," she said as she walked past me.

"Okay," I acknowledged.

I was looking around for where exactly I'd put me player down. I'd gone straight to the bed but I didn't remember leaving it there. It wasn't on the bedside table either. I took a step back and scanned the wider area.

"Hey," came Jay's complaining voice. "You've left all the towels wet."

I turned to the door. "Oh, sorry, we had a shower."

She came out wiping her hands. I was fascinated by the way her breasts wobbled, half hidden by her hands.



Systems Engineer Ch. 04



Chapter 04

Speed boats and Champagne

"You like what you see?" she asked.

My cock was proving that I liked it by starting to thicken and rise. It was her turn to look at me.

"You're as big as a black man," she said, her smile growing with my cock.

I looked down to see my cock standing proud.

"Do I get a turn?" she asked, throwing the towel over the back of a chair and advancing on me.

"Are you all sex starved here?"

"I am," she said, taking my cock in hand. "It's been months."

She guided me to her bed. "Let's have a quickie before I go back to work."

She put an arm around my back and pulled me down with her, leaving me kneeling between her legs. She used my cock to heighten her excitement, rubbing it over her fanny till her juices flowed.

Her legs felt soft as my hands rested on them, her thick thatch of black curly hair contrasting with her olive skin and the pink pouty lips with their dark tips spread wide. She gave my cock an extra squeeze as she guided the head into her waiting hole, letting me push the final fraction to penetrate her.

The soft, silky feel of it sliding in with her tight walls sending ripples of pleasure down to my tingling root made me groan. When I was all the way in I leaned forward, hands planted by her sides, and began to rock my hips, her face contorting with pleasure.

Her breasts were rolling back and fore with my thrusts, the perspiration making us both slippery. She gripped my arms as her hips bucked, letting out an 'Ooo' and convulsing with the peak of her orgasm. 

I pushed tight as she subsided, laying on her soft breasts as I let her recover, her tunnel still tight and twitchy. She clung to me as her breathing slowed.

"Oh, God, could we do that again?" she said, hugging me to her.

She released me and stretched out. "I feel wonderful."

I pushed up off my elbows, rearing back to finish me off.

"Oh, God, is that the time!" She turned to look up at me as I started to thrust.

The expression on her face turned from alarm to satisfaction and she arched her hips up to meet me. This time it was my turn to groan and shudder as within the minute I was cumming my load into her, my legs quivering and refusing to hold.

I sagged back down, her arms enveloping me as she hugged my back, letting the seconds tick as I recovered and my cock shrank back to plop out.

"I've got to love you and leave you. I'll be a minute in the shower then I'm gone," she said as she wiggled out from under me.

"Pull the door and it'll lock after you've found your music," she added with a knowing smile.

I lay on the bed and listened to the faint sounds of the shower, wondering how I'd perform with Jo later. Thankfully I had an afternoon to recover. She came out and smiled at me on her way to the door then with a wave she was gone.

I rolled off the bed, hoping the wet patch would dry. My first stop was the shower, using one of the wet towels to dry me then it was a careful search of the bed and surrounds. I didn't find it anywhere, obvious or not.

I was tempted, but ruled out the drawers. I hadn't been near and I doubted she would. Puzzled, I half questioned if I had it and then gave up. I'd lock up behind me and ask Jane about it when I saw her.

I walked slowly back to my place, regretting leaving my iPad behind. Having customs go through my laptop was worrying enough; my iPad with all my emails was a no-no. I let myself in and flopped down on the bed, my stomach full and my cock happy.

It was night back home and I drifted into the wonderful land of dreams, escaping a reality more bizarre than any I could dream up. Jane woke me, sitting next to me and shaking my shoulder.

"Umm," I grumbled. "Okay, I'm awake."

I was lying face down, pillow scrunched up in my arms. I half rolled to look at her.

"What time is it?"

"Nearly tea time. Come on, I only had sandwiches for dinner and I'm starving."

I shook my head free of the cobwebs and turned my legs to the edge of the bed, rolling to sit up as she stood. We walked out together, me remembering about my iPod as we stepped through the door.

"Jane?" I said, pausing. "You haven't seen my music player, have you?

"Yes, it's here in my bag. I must have put it there when I was creaming you," she said, fishing for it.

"No, leave it there. I just wondered where it was," I said, turning to walk on.

She told me about having to change a card and rebooting one of the servers as we walked to dinner, and of the system nearly crashing while she did it. The IT director was panicked to the edge of a nervous breakdown.

Jo came in just behind us and joined us in the queue, standing facing me in her high heels, emphasizing her slim figure and perfect breasts, the little pink nipples almost glowing. When the queue started moving, she turned, letting her auburn hair flick around as she faced forwards.

The queue pushed forward, pressing us closer together and putting Jo between us. We took our trays and walked over to the table, me putting mine down with them on either side of me.

"So what did you think of my music?" I asked, turning to Jane.

"I didn't get time to listen to any," she replied.

"I heard there was a meltdown in IT today. Jackie said that the computers were running slow, it was taking ages to load a web page," Jo put in.

"You should have seen them," Jane laughed. "Jock was like a mother hen who'd lost her brood, with them all standing around me while I read the fault log."

Jackie soon joined us and they nattered about the day's events, another day of crisis since Jason was caught. I ate quietly while I listened in, wondering how it would affect me. There was nothing for me till they sorted themselves out.

I finished first and went and got the coffees, bringing one for Jay, who I saw joining them. I pulled another chair and put it next to Jo as she made room to share. The chatter continued as Jay was brought up to speed, acknowledging that her computer seemed slow sometimes, too.

I wondered what Jo had in mind with her boating trip. My cock felt rested and lively, taking an interest in the naked display of flesh when I went for the drinks. I'd caught Jo taking a peek that made it more excited when our eyes met and she licked her lips.

When Jay finished, leaving her cold coffee, we walked over to drop our trays and file out. Jo hung behind with me.

"I've arranged the boat," she said directly. "I need to collect a few things. You can wait in the café. I won't be ten minutes."

She was fifteen going on twenty, turning up with a handbag over her shoulder that split her breasts and hung heavy at her waist.

"Come on, then," she said, stopping in front of me.

I stood and followed as she walked out onto the beach, leading the way to the wooden jetty. We took one of the medium boats, with a little cabin below.

"It's a hundred bucks a throw for one of these for the evening. We've got to have it back by seven," she said casually as she sat in the captain's chair. "Undo the ropes at the front and back and we'll head out."

I went to the back but a man on the dock was already undoing the one on the post there. He threw me the rope and walked forward to the other one. I coiled them up as she started the motor and gunned us out.

I stood by her side as she drove the boat in a series of sweeping curves, spraying water left and right as we zig-zaged out to the centre of the lake.

"Here looks about right," she said as she pulled the throttles back.

She turned to me as she turned the engine off. "Come, I've got a bottle in my bag."

She went down into the little cabin and opened her bag up. Inside was a box and a screw top bottle of wine. She opened the box to pull out two bubble wrapped glasses.

"I bring my own. There's a thirty buck house cover on those in the fridge," she said.

I nodded while she opened the wine and poured, taking the proffered glass and sitting next to her.

"So, how did you end up here?" I asked.

"JJ brought me when he was headhunted," she said, smiling.

"And you like it here, I take it."

"The money's good and there are enough handsome Bi's around to keep me satisfied," she replied.

I nodded again. "I can't imagine what it'd be like to live here full time though."

She twisted and sat in the corner of the plush seat, shucking her sandal and bringing her foot up to expose her pussy to me, her shaved lips shiny with her landing strip a shade of reddish brown with tight little curls clumped together.

"It's okay. I've had some fun times." The wicked smile telling me what kind of fun she was thinking of.

"The question is," she said, looking down at my crotch. "Am I going to have fun tonight?"

She lifted her foot and stretched out, heel on my thigh and toes caressing my semi hard cock.

"Is Mr. Dick up to it?" she said seductively.

My cock hardened up almost visibly, pushing up and making her twist her foot to keep contact. She took a swig of her glass and put it down, turning her leg under her as she leant forward to grasp my thickened shaft.

"There's a bed through there," she said, eyes flicking to the forward door.

I took a hasty sip of my wine and set it down as I prepared to stand. Jo flipped her leg around and led the way though. It was a waterbed, covered with a crisp white sheet and undulating with the boat as we moved around.

Jo threw herself onto it and rolled to look at me. As I cautiously climbed on she reached and pulled at me, overbalancing me so I collapsed next to her. As I rolled over she put her hands on my chest and held me down, climbing on top of me.

She sat astride my chest, leaving me looking up into her grinning face.

"Let's have fun," she said, flashing her arched eyebrows.

She reached behind to take me and inched backwards on her knees. She guided my head into her moist pussy, stroking it up and down in the folds to wet it before rimming her hole as she pushed against it to let the head just slip in.

She let it slip in and out three times before pushing further and letting go to lean on my ribs. She inched it in, the look on her face telling of her pleasure as it filled her and I felt the grip of her tunnel reach to its root.

She began to fuck me and I reached up to take her bouncing breasts, holding her nipples in the crook of my thumbs as they jiggled against my hands. She set a fast pace, her cheeks slapping against me as she pounded down, her head and neck thrown back and mouth wide.

She pumped me vigorously, surprising me by cumming much quicker than I expected, arching her back with a loud groan as her knees clamped against me. The pulsing of her tunnel sent thrills through me as her body shuddered.

She collapsed into my arms, panting in soft moans.

"Oh, Jesus, that was nice." She gasped. "That was worth the wait."

I chuckled. "Mr. Dick's ready for round two."

She squeezed me with her thighs. "Finish it doggy style, nice and deep."

I waited for her to move as she slowly rose up and let it slip out. She raised her leg to let me slide out, getting to my knees behind her. I took my cock and let it plunge straight in, feeling her silky firmness as it enveloped me

I took her hips and looked down her bronzed back, her head resting on her arms. I rocked my hips slowly, savouring the feeling of her pussy.

"Harder," she commanded, raising her head slightly.

I sped up, gripping her hips tighter as my balls slapped against her. The bed joined in, the waves grinding us and bending me inside her, making it even more exotic. I stroked on as the pleasure and pressure built, driving me to the edge.

I slammed against her and pressed tight, my hips jerking with my eruption inside her as she pushed back. As the surge subsided, I released her and lay forward, panting in the afterglow as the tingling subsided.

She lowered us, letting me squeeze out. I rolled off to the side and lay on my back, causing more waves that pushed us together.

She turned to me. "You're a good fuck. Be nice if you're around for a while."

She sat up. "Let's go finish our wine."

I sat up with her and we climbed off and went back to the little lounge. Jo wiped herself with a fresh flannel and passed it to me.

"Put it in the laundry basket over in that cupboard when you've finished."

She sat down and took up her glass, resting back in the corner with her foot up again. I sat back down and reached for my glass. I was feeling spent but with that glow of fresh sex. I turned into my corner and sat half facing her.

"I bet you're good at your job, too," I said to her.

"Good enough to keep it," she said with a smile.

We finished the wine with small talk about our cultures. As she drank the last drop she looked at the time on her phone.

"Would Mr. Dick like a quickie?" she asked.

My cock twitched at the thought of sex. "What's missionary like on that bed?"

"Doggy is best, missionary reminds me of Duran Duran's orgasmatron with the waves on that thing."

I swallowed down the last of my wine and stood to show my now jutting cock.

Her eyes lit on it and a grin split her face. "Come on, big boy."

I walked to the door and climbed back onto the bed, Jo behind me, reaching between my legs to give my cock a squeeze and she climbed on behind me. She knelt on all fours as I maneuvered myself into place, using the dying waves to waggle it around her pussy before pushing to penetrate her and slide it softly in.

I started hard and fast and continued until she started with a shiver and collapsed to her elbows. I held her hips tight and humped on, knowing that I was getting near mine. In a few more strokes, I was there, she franticly reaching up to play with her clit as I leant in and rested on her.

She groaned and sagged, her pulsing tunnel sending another jolt through me as she moaned and shuddered. As I moved with her, it slipped out and she gave a complaining 'Oh'. I backed off and lay beside her, happy to rest.

Minutes later she stirred. "Come on, let's change this sheet and get back."

She wiped herself with the sheet as we walked through, giving it to me to use and consign to the dirty laundry. She got a clean one from another cupboard and we draped it over the bed before she drove us back.

She left me at my path, saying, "I'll tell Jane you're back."

I lay down, hoping that Jane would bring my music player with her, I was feeling a little lost without it. It was probably early morning back home but I couldn't be bothered to work it out. I awoke with Jane snuggled in next to me, her hand holding my cock as she spooned me from behind.

My cock grew of its own accord as my stirring woke her, her sweet perfume wafting over me.

"Hi," she said sleepily. "Your door was open."

"I fell asleep. It must be morning back in the UK."

She yawned and I caught it.

"It's time for sleep over here," she said waggling my cock. "That's unless you got other ideas."

"My Mr. Dick seems to; I think it wants to see inside you."

She chuckled. "Jo's been training you."

She got to her knees. "Lie down unless you want to be on top."



Systems Engineer Ch. 05