Nancy was unable to shake the feeling that today was going to be special, but had no idea why.

She had tried to write some more of her thesis, but it was warm outside, and she couldn't find any motivation to sit here in front of the computer. This thesis had been much more involved than at first thought, and she was tired of the struggle. Maybe a walk would clear her mind.

Nancy had been staying in the farmhouse for two weeks now, and the quiet and seclusion had definitely improved both the quantity and quality of her writing, but now she was just bored.

Grabbing her running shoes, she considered her clothing for a moment. The tight tee-shirt was fine for around the cottage, but perhaps not for outside. Still, she was miles away from anywhere here, and she decided that it would suffice. It was warm enough for shorts, so that would do.

The cottage was surrounded by hills, and Nancy decided to climb to the top of one of the smaller ones, and get a better look around. Two weeks in the beautiful spot, and Nancy had only been down to the local store.

Finding a path heading up a hill, she strolled along, enjoying the sunshine and the quiet. The path got a little steeper in parts, but soon Nancy reached the top, and was presented with a view of the valley on the other side. This area could not be seen from the cottage at all.

Looking down into the valley, she thought she could see the glint of water in the sunshine, and strolled down the track toward the trees surrounding the water. As she got closer, Nancy could see that the water was a small lake, nestled in a ring of trees. Walking further down towards the lake, she could hear the sound of water as well, and she felt she had to know what the noise was.

As Nancy walked to the edge of the lake, she could see some large movement behind a clump of trees, and thought it might be a waterfall. She sat by the edge of the lake for a while, enjoying the sunshine, and the sounds of the birds and the water. The heat and the peace calmed her, and she forget all about the thesis for a while. Soon, She fell asleep, near the shore of the lake.

Waking with a start, Nancy realised that she had nodded off in the sun, and looked at her watch to see how long she had been dreaming for. Her watch suggested that she had been asleep for around an hour, and she certainly felt as if she had been in the sun for a while.

What had previously been a pleasant warmth had now become a stifling heat, and it was a struggle for her to sit up. Nancy had to cool off somehow, and she had the perfect opportunity just in front of her. The only problem was, she was normally rather shy, but didn't want to get her clothes wet either.

Considering the options for a while, Nancy decided that she was fairly safe. The cottage was fairly secluded way out here, and this valley was only accessible by the track. Nancy stood up in the hot sun, and decided to go ahead. First she removed the tee-shirt, which was stuck to her body with the heat. She didn't have a bra on underneath, and the breeze that had seemed awfully hot was momentarily cool against her breasts. It felt quite nice actually. Bending down to remove her shoes and socks, she was conscious of her bare chest, and hurried to undo the laces, and get the shoes off. Straightening up again, she put her thumbs in the waistband of her shorts, and wiggled out of them. Looking around once more, she quickly pulled down her brief black panties, threw them on the ground, and ran into the water.

The water was cold, but nice, and as she ran, the depth slowly increased, until her nipples were floating just below the water. Nancy felt relaxed again, and stopped to look around. The bottom of the lake was sandy and soft on her feet, and surface was crystal clear. Looking through the water, she could still see her breasts, though the sun blocked out most of the underwater view. The reflections were very bright, and the water was moving around in response to her entry to the lake.

Off to the right, Nancy could now see the cause of the water noises. A small waterfall fell into the lake, and the sun sparkled on its surface. She wandered around in the lake for a while, enjoying the cool water, and the wonderful view, and all of a sudden she remembered what she had dreamed about, while snoozing on the grass.

Nancy had previously been engaged to a fellow named Mark, and it was Mark's departure that had catapulted her back into the world of studies and essays. She had trouble coming to terms with Mark leaving, and had decided to throw herself into her studies in order to block him from her mind.

It had been a couple of years now, and Nancy thought she was over him, but it had been Mark who featured in her dream.

The details of the dream were suddenly clear........

Nancy and Mark had been to a movie, and instead of returning to his apartment, the two of them had gone for a walk in a city park, despite it being late at night, and very dark.

Mark had started to walk down a side path in the park when they both heard a noise in the bushes, and walked over to investigate. Down in a small clearing in the bushes, a squirrel had got it's foot caught in an exposed tree root, and was thrashing around trying to get it free. Nancy rushed into the clearing to try to help the squirrel, and Mark followed, more hesitantly.

As they reached the clearing, two things happened at once. The squirrel got away from the root, and Nancy tripped over nearby. She wasn't hurt, and was getting up when Mark reached over to help. She moved to stand up, and he accidentally ended up with his arms around her body, and his hands on her breasts. Nancy was used to Mark holding her breasts, but not in a public park, even if it was pretty dark out there. Actually though, it felt rather nice, and she didn't move away.

"Are you okay?" Mark asked worriedly.

"Oh, I'm fine Mark", she replied, thinking that they could stay like that for a while. "You know, it's quite peaceful here, isn't it?". She wriggled around until she was facing Mark, and they walked out into the clearing a little.

Nancy reached around Mark and grabbed his bum with both hands. "A kiss would probably make me feel much better", she said, turning her face to him.

"What are you doing?" he asked. He was about to add to this admittedly weak question, but found Nancy's mouth plastered to his.

"I have no idea why Mark, but I want you. Here. Now".

"What, out here?" Mark was reluctant, but Nancy was convincing him with her hands. Reaching down the back of his jeans, she grabbed his buns, and squeezed. At the same time, she reattached her mouth to his, which effectively squelched any objections.

"Come on Mark." Nancy appealed. "This grass is nice and soft, and it's a warm evening. Mark wasn't very adventurous this way, but Nancy's massages on his butt and mouth convinced him. He started to stumble in the indicated direction, not the easiest thing to do with her attacking him.

Nancy let go, and raced ahead of him, and by the time he arrived, she had removed her shoes and her dress, and was standing in the moonlight in her bra and panties. This was the final decider. Mark could feel his cock stiffening in his trousers, and hurried to reach her.

Dancing around trying to remove his shoes, he was watching Nancy swaying quietly, removing her bra, and rubbing her breasts with her hands.

Nancy looked at Mark, and said quietly to him: "I want your tongue in me Mark. I want you to make me cum with your tongue." Sitting on her dress, she helped him off with his shoes, and then undid his trousers. Mark's cock could be seen trying to burst out of his underpants. He crouched down, and Nancy put her hand down his pants, and gave his cock a quick stroke. He moaned quietly, and hurriedly removed his underwear.

Pressing Nancy back onto the ground, Mark started kissing her on her neck and shoulders, and slowly worked his way down to her nipples. They were hard and tight, and she made a strange grunting noise as he lapped them with his tongue. Moving slowly down her body, Mark stopped for a breather at her navel, and alternated licking and blowing it, knowing how Nancy felt about it. More grunts came from her, but as he moved further down her body, it was harder to hear.

Mark's mouth had reached the top of Nancy's panties, and he hooked his fingers in the sides, and slowly pulled them down her legs, and off her feet. Returning to the spot they had come from, he started to lick the tops of her legs, and quickly moved to the inside of her thighs. Nancy was still making strange noises, and now Mark could hear them without any trouble. Spreading her legs, he moved his mouth down to her vagina, and started to lick her labia. Feeling Nancy shudder somewhat, he moved up and started to lick around her clitoris, while gently sliding his finger into her. Nancy was incredibly wet and hot, and this was effecting Mark as well. He started to suck on her clitoris, and she started to moan. "Oh Mark. I'm cumming Mark. Faster. Faster."

Mark ran his tongue around and around Nancy's clitoris, and could hear her moaning. Suddenly, he started to run the tip of his tongue directly across the tip of her clitoris, gently but very fast.

"Oh God Mark, I'm cumming Mark. Oh, God!" Nancy's thighs relaxed around Marks face, and the fingers she had dug into his shoulder relaxed somewhat.

Mark was far from relaxed however, and pulled himself up onto his hands and knees. His cock was hurting from the pressure, and he had to find some release. Nancy was still lying on the dress, with her legs slightly apart, and he lowered himself above her, and gently inserted his cock in between her vaginal lips. He was amazed at how hot and wet it was in there. She was much more excited than usual, and he had to admit that there was something to making love outside.

Nancy became aware of the penis inside her, and started to move. Mark was holding himself up on his arms, so as not to put too much weight on her, and started to move himself, keeping to the rhythm she had begun. Nancy was starting to move faster, and Mark was moving his cock with longer strokes.

"Oh Mark, I'm nearly there dear" she moaned. "I need you to cum inside me now. I want all your cum in there. Oh, your cock feels really good."

"I can't last much longer Nancy. I'm going to cum"

"I am too honey. I am too!"

With a burst of speed, Mark found his release, and filled her with his semen. Nancy felt the spurts of cum, and found another orgasm, harder than the first.

They both collapsed in a heap on the ground, his cock still deep inside her. After a while, Mark shrunk a little, and he decided that they really ought to be getting away from here.

Standing up, Mark noticed for the first time that their clothes were scattered all around, and he stumbled off to find his, while Nancy hopped up and gathered her clothes. Mark always felt exhausted after making love, but Nancy felt reborn. She put her underclothes back on, and looked critically at her dress. It was difficult to tell in the dim light, but the dress definitely looked worse for wear. Oh well, she thought, no-one would believe how I got it dirty anyway. She put the dress back on, feeling the aches in her joints now that she had calmed down. The aches were alright though. They were the nicest sort.

Mark finished putting his clothes back on, after having to hunt for a sock, and they both walked back out from the clearing to the path, and walked back to the car.

All of a sudden, Nancy returned to the present, and realised she had been standing in the lake, daydreaming. The water had cooled her down somewhat, thought she felt hot in certain places, remembering what had happened. The dream was exactly what happened that warm night, and it was a special memory. She had never done anything so daring before or since, and just the thought made her blush.

Shivering from the water, she looked for somewhere to warm up. Just near the small waterfall, there was a large almost flat rock, out of the water, and in the sunshine. Nancy swam over to the rock, and climbed up on it. The rock was warm and smooth on her body, and she lay down on her back, and relaxed in the sun.

Nancy was very relaxed now, but not at all sleepy. The rock was close enough to the waterfall to attract a small amount of spray, but sunny enough to stay warm. How could anyone not be relaxed?

Laying back in the sun, naked, warm and comfortable, she kept thinking about the dream, and about how gentle but assertive Mark was. After a while, she noticed that her hand had found it's own way down between her legs. She sat up suddenly, and looked around, but she was definitely alone. She relaxed again, and this time deliberately put both hands down. Her pubic hair felt strange. Slightly damp from the lake, but warm from the sun. Stroking her labia gently, she recalled the feel of Marks tongue. Moving up with one hand, she started to rub near her clitoris, and gently inserted a finger from the other hand into her vagina.

She was amazed at the amount of warm slippery liquid inside her vagina, and scooped some out with her finger, and spread it over her clitoris. The feel of this made her jump, and she quickly put the finger back inside. Rubbing her now slippery clitoris with one hand, and sliding the wet finger in and out of her vagina, Nancy was slowly getting more excited. Her vagina was getting even wetter, and her clit was getting hard.

Nancy thought about Marks lips on her clitoris, and about the feel of his cock inside her, and started to pump her hand faster, and rub her clitoris more directly. She felt her vaginal muscles tensing, and knew that she was nearly ready to cum. She removed the finger from her vagina, and started to rub her swollen nipples with the slippery finger. The nipples were the last straw, and she could feel herself starting to cum.

Sitting up on the rock, she replaced her finger in her vagina, and slipped in the next finger as well. Sliding these two fingers tightly inside, she furiously rubbed her clitoris, stopping only to scoop a little more fluid to lubricate it. Nancy started to moan as her whole body began to shudder, and she felt her clitoris explode with pleasure. As she continued to slid her fingers in and out of her vagina, very slippery, but tight as well, she could feel the pressure building again, and she suddenly exploded in another orgasm, screaming with pleasure, alone in the valley.

Eventually Nancy calmed down enough to realise that she was in a rather vulnerable position should anyone turn up, but was so relaxed that she no longer cared. She might have felt reborn, but she wasn't in any hurry to leave.

After relaxing for a few more minutes on the rock, she climbed back into the water, and waded back to the shore. Stepping out onto the grass, she collected her clothes, and put them back on, pausing with only her panties on to have a relaxed stroke or two. Still felt rather tender, but very nice, and it reminded her of how Mark would sometimes grab her in bed, when she thought he was sound asleep.

Finally dressed, she strolled back up the path to the cottage, happy to continue with her thesis. She knew that she had found a special place, and she knew she would be back.