“Where is everyone?” I blurt out, trying to sound casual but it sounds like I’m shouting. Sean steps closer, seeming to have an easier time of managing himself now somehow. Me, I’m slowly melting into my pantie puddle but just feeling him get nearer and actually wanting to talk to me makes me feel better straight away.
I usually have the social skills of a cat on coffee, and the recruiters at the camp hiring were a little hesitant, but once I was relaxed enough and comfortable with them I was okay.
It’s the same now, but back at the office I wasn’t turned on like this.
I don’t think I ever have been.
“Ah, one of the other counselors was due today as well, but he broke his ankle… the rest of the staff will arrive the day before camp starts. We got a few days together… just you and me,” he says, the low tone coming back into his voice and as much as I fight it, another sound escapes me.
A little mewing squeak which makes Sean nod slowly again, his eyes moving like a slow elevator up and down my body.
I should be self-conscious, I should be calling him out for being so forward.
I should just go over there and throw myself at him, but I’m still not quite a hundred percent sure yet.
What if he’s married? Or has a girlfriend?
What if he’s just not into thick girls who just finished college?
I wonder if I’d have the same reaction to the first hot guy I saw if I did what everyone else in my year did, and went to Europe?
Like I could afford that, plus. I don’t think I’m imagining it. Definitely not imagining it.
“Let’s get you all signed in, come up into the office,” he says, regaining his composure and making me double check his crotch again, which he keeps covered with that clipboard.
He ushers me up some stairs to the log cabin style office building, and I can feel his eyes moving up and down my body, watching my rear end as I take the steps.
Once inside, he lets himself into an office through a little half doorway and quickly sits himself behind a desk, holding his flat palm out to the chair in front of him.
“Take a seat Tess, can I call you Tess? Let me see… just a few basics to go over from your file here… Insurance… social security number…”
I feel my head nodding, and even hear myself answering some basic questions, but I’m totally absorbed in his eyes and watching his mouth move while he speaks.
It transports me back to all those years ago, my first real crush. Even before my body was aware such potency existed in nature, and way before any of it registered with me physically.
“Tess? Are you alright?” He asks, waving his hand in front of my eyes. He’s stood up now, leaning over me and I can tell I’ve just zoned out big time.
“I’m alright,” I bluff. “Just a little lightheaded from the air up here I think.”
He creases the corner of his mouth. “Tess, we’re on a par with sea level here… no elevation. Are you sure you’re okay?” he asks again, some concern showing on his face now and I do feel like I’m burning up, my skin feels hot and I am seeing spots.
“I… uhhh…” I mutter, I feel like I’m standing up but I’m moving backward at the same time.
I can see Sean going sideways and I have the momentary panicked thought that he’s falling over, that he’s fainting.
My own eyes go out of focus and then black, and I’m barely aware of anything until I open them again, what feels like seconds later.
Sean’s holding me in his arms, carrying me. I can feel his hard chest flexing with each step, my own soft body crushed against his.
I feel like I’m floating, he has my full weight as if I’m lighter than a feather.
“Easy does it, Tess. You fainted back there. I’m taking you to the infirmary, get you to have a lay down for a bit.”
I drift out again, trying hard to hold on to the image of his face as he carries me, struggling to stay conscious from the pressure of his hands on my body, but it’s useless.
CHAPTER FOUR
Sean
I swore I wouldn’t let anything happen to her the moment I laid eyes on her. I vowed to myself that no man, nobody else would ever have her.
But I feel my heart in my mouth as I watch her eyes flutter and she drops out of her chair in a dead faint.
I lurch forwards, catching her before she hits her head or catches anything else on the way down.
By god, but she feels magnificent. She’s fucking perfect.
But what’s happened?
I lift her head, checking her vitals with my free hand as I hold her upright.
She fainted alright and she’s not coming around yet. I lift her up and decide to take her over to the infirmary, which is only across the parking lot.
She comes to and then out again before we get there. Once I have her on an exam table, I focus on first aid only. She’s breathing and everything seems perfectly normal.
I fold her hands over her belly once I test her blood sugar. I see it a lot up here, some folks are insulin dependent, but even those who aren’t can get dizzy or faint from exhaustion after or during a hike. Most times it’s from plain old not eating anything.
Her sugar is a little low, but nothing to indicate danger, there was no mention of diabetes on her application.
“Hey you’re awake. Welcome back, Tess,” I murmur, relieved as fuck that she’s alright.
If anything happened to her. I’d never forgive myself.
“Wha-? I must’ve…” she squeaks.
“You did. You fainted.” I tell her, taking one of her hands and giving it a squeeze.
