One moment they were simply CBFL's (Counselor Buddies For Life), and then, before either of them could ever expect, they were CFB's (Camp Fuck Buddies). This change in dynamic, though initially something to be worried about, quickly became second nature to both. Now, neither could wait for the end of the day to come so that they could tear away at each other's clothes and take in the others' senses in acts of mindless desire.

It all began at the end of a particularly strenuous day. In which the weekly campers' revolution started early with them tied to the flag pole facing each other. At first it seemed like your normal, run of the mill tied together situation. But something happened that caused them both to reevaluate their partnership. David's member got hard against Gwen through his shorts, and she let out a soft moan in response.

Once they were free from the flagpole, and regained control of the camp, they went about avoiding the other for the rest of the day. David profusely apologizing to Gwen whenever he came across her, and she would tell him that it'd be something that they'd discuss when they in their cabin. Alone.

When the day ended, they talked for the good part of an hour. David, being his naive self, would continue to berate and blame himself, calling his reaction unprofessional and that she had every right to write him up for unwarranted harassment. She eventually got him to calm down and reasoned it only made sense that with two adults sharing a cabin in the woods with nothing to do but take care of kids during the day, something like this was bound to happen.

In that time, both admitted their mutual physical attraction to the other. Telling one another in honesty things about the other that they liked. With David switching his counselor tone for a more serious one when it came to her own view regarding her body and convinced her she was gorgeous. Even Gwen had to admit that even if he was no supernatural being, he'd definitely had a body that was worth admiring and stealing a glance every now and then.

Soon after, began their first hook-up. When starting, they couldn't help but stare at the other with lust in their eyes, but Gwen suggested that they come up with rules so as not to remind one another that this could not be a relationship. David agreed, reluctantly, but figured it was for the best. Thus the following rules were made. And subsequently broken.

1. No kissing.

David broke this rule shortly after he found himself unable to just touch her body with his hands and had to taste her lips. Gwen initially wanted to protest, but eventually found herself enjoying his kisses as well and didn't mind it thereafter. She'd eagerly returned them with her own.

2. No cuddling.

Gwen was at fault for breaking this rule, as when they finished coupling, she suggested that it would have been easier for David to spend the night in her bed, as opposed to make him walk fifteen feet to his bed naked. She enjoyed being little-spoon that night.

Their were both sweating profusely after having fucked vigorously. Panting as they laid next to one another, they turned to one another.

"That was...wow." Gwen was speechless.

"You said it." David took a moment to catch his breath. He looked over to his bed. "Well, I guess I better head back, huh?" He looked at her, hoping she'd change her mind about this particular rule.

"I mean, you don't have to. It wouldn't help anyone if you got sick walking naked in the cold air to your bed." She excused, and brought his arms around her. "Besides, you're a furnace and I'm cold." She chuckled, causing him to do so as well.

"Alright Gwen." He smiled and turned off the light as he held her close.

3. No interactions during work hours.

Admittedly, this was something that both of them couldn't help themselves at. It would occasionally be Gwen's perverted mind passing David a dirty look whenever he said something innocently out of context, or whenever he was sure no camper was looking, he'd give her a quick peck on the cheek before walking ahead of her five feet.

"Alright, kids, out of the water." Gwen said as she stepped out of the water in her one piece bathing suit. David looking at her completely awestruck at how her suit pressed to every curve of her amazing body. This didn't go unnoticed by her. Walking up next to him, she carefully whispered. "See something you like?" She teased.

"Yes.." David gulped and blushed. Wanting to changed the subject and keeping from getting an erection he tried to shifted the topic to the price on the suit.

"Oh, I got it at a discount. 50% off. But, I'd prefer if you took it 100% off. Tonight." She whispered coquettishly to him before walking off. Leaving him to use the clipboard to cover the front of his shorts.

4. No dates.

This was something both of them were very adamant about not doing, however, unlike they previous rule, they danced around the idea and David suggested a loophole that consisted of bringing her to his personal campsite outside of the camp. Which was still technically camp property, and personal time for the two of them outside of work hours.

In his campsite, was where they'd drink wine, have a picnic, gossip, have deeply intimate conversations, stargaze and admire the moonlight before fucking and heading back to their cabin before it got too late. And even still, they'd sleep in the same bed together.

Everything was great for a couple of weeks with this repeating pattern. But one of the unspoken rules was that this wouldn't affect their job. Which went without saying, but unfortunately, even they slipped up.