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I looked at him, though, he had that same confident stare.
    Almost without thought I found myself peeling up my top, pausing just under my breasts and looking to him for some reaction.
    All he did was nod.
    I pulled the shirt off, and stood there for a moment. I could see his face brighten, he liked what he saw and I realized that I liked that he did. Holding his gaze for a few moments I turned back to my work, wadding up the shirt and running it along the washboard. I felt my small breasts bouncing with the work, and I turned so he could see a little better.
    Finished, I tossed the shirt onto the pile with the other clothes. I paused, waiting for his instruction, secretly hoping we weren’t quite finished with chores.
    “Almost done” he said.
    Slowly I reached down to my pants and considered the button. Making up my mind I quickly unzipped and pulled them off, standing up straight to consider him again before starting on the washboard.
    He never moved, standing on the river bank leaning on that shovel. His blue shirt rolled up to the sleeves, sweat dripping off his thick, tan forearms. Curious, I found myself looking lower and I made out a light outline in his pants.
    My heart somehow managed to beat even faster as I turned back to the river and began  to scrub the pants, turning away this time so he could see my ass in my purple panties – good luck panties, I had to think about that later.
    I didn’t bother turning around for the last bit of clothes. Finished with the pants, I slid off my panties and gave them a quick wash in the river before turning around.
    The bulge in his pants was huge now, pressed firmly against his leg looking like it was trying to escape. What am I doing? I suddenly found myself thinking.
    “We’re done for the day. Let’s go get some lunch.”
    And as quickly it had started it was over.

Chapter Four
     
    Dinner was quiet that night, Kyle was out on business, and I ate with a few of the other staff. I went to bed early, ignoring a text from the guy I met on the plane. To my surprise I woke up naturally at 5 the next morning, a tiny feeling of excitement in my stomach.
    What would my chore be today? I wondered.
    He came knocking at 5:15, his manner as stern yet goofy as ever. When I asked him what we would be working on, he simply stated that we would have to change a few light bulbs in the greenhouse.
    We made our way up the trail as dawn rose again.
    “Kyle?” I started to ask but he turned and stopped me before I could continue.
    “You can call me Mathew.”
    “Okay, Mathew.”
    He smiled at that.
    The greenhouse was pretty small, and there were only a few light bulbs to change. He pulled a ladder from behind the building and brought it inside, setting it up under the first rusty fixture.
    “And what am I supposed to do?” I asked.
    The job seemed pretty straight forward.
    “I need you to hold the ladder. Safety first, OSHA will have my ass.”
    “Okay” I said, giving him my best smile.
    He climbed up the ladder and I held it as best I could against the wobbling. He fiddled with something, and I found myself at eye level with his pants… only inches away.
    My mind went back to the river and no matter what I tried, I couldn’t get the image of his huge, hard bulge out of my head. A man, a real man, and the kind of man who only takes what he wants… and he was excited for me?
    “Hand me that screwdriver.” He said.
    I did.
    He took it and paused a moment, and I realized he was looking down my shirt! I could feel the electricity building in me again, and subconsciously I think I stood so he could get a better view.
    He handed me back the screwdriver.
    “All finished.” He said “your turn.
    “I’m going to change a light bulb?” I asked, confused.
    “No,” he answered calmly “You’re going to do something else.”
    Looking down I realized he was getting hard, that now familiar bulge growing under the denim. I was so close, I could see it’s every detail under the