Brice, 19, had taken a summer job at an equestrian centre that mostly involved moving horse manure from stables to a heap and replacing it with clean bedding.

The main attraction of the job was that it was situated within cycling distance of his parents' house.

The 'owner' of the business was Erica, 23, who had a very high opinion of herself and a very low opinion of stable boys or, as she called them, shit shovelers.

Erica had won a few prizes in dressage events and was stunningly good looking which fueled her sense of self importance. She looked particularly fine in riding gear with her long strawberry blonde hair flowing from her riding helmet, her slim but shapely body accented by tight sweaters and long legs showcased in jodhpurs and boots.

The horse business only existed because her father ran a very successful transport company and couldn't resist spoiling his only child.

One morning Brice was slowly walking Erica's favourite and most expensive horse around the yard when she came back from an errand in her Toyota Landcruiser.

"What the fuck are you doing with that horse out of its stable when you are supposed to be shovelling shit?" screamed Erica, her face as red as a beetroot in rage.

"I thought the horse had colic so I called the vet, he told me to walk him," responded Brice.

"Why didn't you call me, or find my father, you have no right to make

decisions or diagnose horse ailments," shouted Erica madder than ever.

"You haven't given me your mobile number and there's no one at the house, the vet stopped briefly between two other emergencies and he is coming back with ultrasound and other equipment as soon as he can."

"Give me the reins and get back to your work," said Erica a little quieter but too proud to admit that Brice might have made the right decision.

Brice got busy with his shovel and wheelbarrow, fed up with the attitude of Princess Erica as he liked to call her. Only four weeks to go and the money was good.

Two vets and an assistant roared in to the yard and started treating the horse but Brice stayed out of sight.

At five that afternoon he was just about to get his bike out for the ride home when Erica entered the barn.

"I'm sorry that I was so harsh this morning. The vet says you saved Champion's life. What most impressed him was your diagnoses and quick action which would have been remarkable even for a highly experienced horse owner, you did very well. I am going to kiss you."

She grabbed him and pinned him against a horse stall door with one hand on his left buttock and one pulling his head towards her.

Brice was confused, he was kissing the most beautiful girl in the area but the one he respected the least.

"Let's go up to the house for a beer," she said as more of a command than a suggestion.

In the luxury and expansive kitchen of the family home they had a beer each before Brice thought he should be on his way.

"I'm going to give you another kiss before you go, thanks again for saving my horse, I spoke to the vet again this afternoon and he said a ten minute delay and that horse would have been put down."

Again Erica kissed Brice intensely, pushing him backwards towards a bench near the back door where they sat to remove riding boots. Brice ended up on his back with Erica on top, her lips locked on him like a limpet. He could feel her breasts against his chest, the warmth of her legs and no doubt she could feel his erection.

This was interrupted by the sound of a car in the yard and the arrival of Erica's father.

She excitedly told him about the hero of the day saving their most valuable horse. He shook Bruce's hand and told him he would get a bonus on his final pay day.

The next day Erica said 'Hi' when she first saw Brice but otherwise carried on as usual. He couldn't believe that they had kissed passionately the previous day.

The following week was very routine until Brice heard a commotion in the yard. Erica had loaded two horses in a trailer and was about to leave when she found that the trailer brakes were locked on.

She was resolving the issue by shouting every obscenity available from her wide vocabulary and madly kicking the four tires of the trailer in turn.

"Can I help?" asked Brice very calmly.

"I suppose you are a fucking mechanic as well as a fucking horse doctor, what the fuck are you going to do about this?"

"I'll go the the workshop and get some penetrating oil and a few tools, I might be able to fix it."

Ten minutes later the horses and trailer were ready to leave the yard.

"Sorry I lost my cool again, where did you learn to do that?"

"No idea what I'm doing, pure luck,"

"You are too modest, I'll be late tonight, we'll have a beer tomorrow afternoon."

Brice got another 'Hi' and nothing more in the morning and assumed she had forgotten about the beer invite but Erica eventually warmed up.

"Let's go up to the house at four this afternoon for beers, we can have an hour or more before my parents get back."

When they quit working and got to the house Erica explained that her parents had installed an outdoor spa and suggested they soak their tired muscles in it.

She pointed to a door on the side of an outbuilding.

"That's a changing room, you will find something to wear and a towel in there. See you in the water."

Brice got in the tub first. The sight of Erica coming out of the house in a bright red bikini was worth a day of shovelling.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, my father called. I told him the story of the trailer brakes. He is going to retire your wheelbarrow and he is ordering a brand new Bobcat skid-steer loader, whatever that is. It will make your work much easier."

Erica put two beers in the spa's cup holders and lowered herself in to the water. As the water saturated the bikini material her features became even more prominent - specially her nipples.

"I owe you another kiss," she said moving on to his lap.

As with the previous two kisses she attached herself like a barnacle on a ship's bottom. Brice put his arms around her and felt her skin for the first time.

"I wish I could remain calm like you," Erica said, "I'm going to give you permission to spank me whenever I'm loud, arrogant or rude."

"That would be a full time job and I wouldn't get any stable work done," laughed Brice.

Erica turned from sideways on his lap to her back towards him.

"Undo the strap at the back and cup my breasts, but don't lose my top in case a car comes in to the yard."

Brice only had a few minutes of fondling her breasts before a car was heard, the top went back on and they sat as far apart as possible holding a beer each.

Erica's mother, Brenda, approached them, gave Erica a kiss on the cheek and introduced herself to Brice.

"You are the clever young man I have heard so much about but they didn't tell me you were so good looking. I'm thinking of adopting you as my son in law but marrying my spoilt, bad tempered daughter would be worse than prison."

"Mummy, I've reformed, I have asked Brice to spank me every time I get stroppy."

"How are you going to sit on a horse if you get that many spankings?

"Changing the topic, the water is making foam. I think the man in the spa shop gave me a chemical to stop that."

Taking advantage of the lack of clarity in the water, Brice had 'accidentally' rested a foot in Erica's crotch.

Rather than discourage him she had pulled her bikini bottoms to one side and guided his big toe to the best position.

Erica was giggling, Brice was pretending to focus on his beer while listening to her mother who didn't have any idea that he was masturbating her daughter.

"Brice will be staying for dinner," I'll get another steak out of the freezer," said Brenda as if he didn't have any choice in the matter.

"I can't stay after dark, I have no lights on my bike."

"We can find a spare vehicle, no, you must take my Mercedes, bring it back in the morning."

Over supper Erika's father said he and his wife had to go away for the weekend and they wondered if Brice would stay there to keep the mechanical side of things running. He didn't need a lot of persuasion.

On the Friday afternoon, as soon as the parents left, Erika and Brice took to the spa naked.

"I'm still a virgin, I scare them off before we get that far, what about you?"

"My mother's best friend 'broke me in' on my 18th birthday, since then I've had sex with two girls I knew in high school at parties. And once I paid for sex at a Soho walk-up when I was in London."

"I thought you would have had more than that."

"That's what I hoped too."

Later Erika showed him his room.

"We just need to mess the bed up a bit to make it look like you slept here. It's fun to keep them guessing. Come and see my room."

"En-suite, super-king size bed and not even the master bedroom, I'm impressed."

Brice jumped, landed on the bed and stretched out.

"Make love to me right now, please, please, please," begged Erika.

"I have to go downstairs, I have some condoms."

"Perfect, we don't really want our eldest child on our wedding photos do we, I have some relatives who are a bit old fashioned."

"Wedding! what wedding?" came the plaintive cry from Brice.

"Daddy takes about ten years to get to know and trust new people. He says you are a keeper for this family. I don't have any sisters so there you go."

"While I think about that I'm going to kiss you all over from head to toe. Then I'm going to ask you to play with my cock while I get the condom ready."

While he was kissing his way down from her breasts to her pussy, Erica had a question.

"I hope I didn't scare you off with the wedding word?"

"I suppose I should graduate first."

"Daddy says that if you finish your accountancy you will be in an ideal position to take over the trucking business when he retires and I can continue to spend money on horses. Perfect."

"Accounting and horses are not helping my erection, let's get back to important business."

Brice had bought lube along with the condoms. He entered her tight pussy very slowly, pausing between thrusts and asking for reassurances that she was comfortable.

"I'm so glad you are the one who took my virginity, you are so nice and caring."

With that she grasped his buttocks, plunged her tongue deeply in to his mouth and bucked a few times until he finished.

On the Saturday morning, Erika gave local children riding lessons.

Brice spent an hour practising on the new Bobcat and reading the handbook, then he finished his work in a fraction of the usual time. He spent the rest of the day wandering about the place carrying out minor maintenance and he levelled the gravel driveway and yards with the Bobcat.

That evening they went in to the City for Chinese meal and a movie, making sure they were home by ten.

Skipping the spa, they had a shower together and Erika gave him a full tour of the house, most of which he hadn't seen.

She sucked his cock in the family room, he sat her on the spin dryer in the laundry room and licked her pussy while it vibrated, they fondled each other on the kitchen island and they ended up in Erica's bed where the remaining condoms were handy.

"I should have bought a dozen, not three," he observed.

"I'll get on the pill right away, I want to feel you in there not a condom. Tomorrow, let's use the last condom at lunch time, then you go home for your toothbrush, a change of clothes, etc and stop for more condoms on the way back."

"Will your parents mind me staying?"

"My mother is in love with you and my father is starting a fan club."

"I do like the lunch time idea for tomorrow, I'm voting for doggy style bent over a round hay bale."

"Naked or partially clothed?

"I definitely want you in your riding boots, other items of clothing are optional unless they hinder access."

Erica kissed him on the lips and said goodnight. Then she held his cock and kissed it saying goodnight to Mr. Penis.

They were both asleep in minutes and dreaming of the following day's plans and their future together.