David sat in the portacabin sales office at the new housing development. It was quiet, no one had been to visit the site all week. His commission was non-existant and he had the credit card to pay off. He stared out of the window. The clouds were breaking and sun was beginning to poke through the clouds after the torrential rain storm.

Later, David woke with a start as he heard a car. Damn, he must have dozed off again! It was 4pm, he cursed as he looked for his shoes. He slipped them onto his feet as he checked that he looked decent.

The car came to a halt after driving up slowly. After a moment a well dressed couple got out if the car and made there way over to the make shift office.

David stepped out of the office and said "Hello, welcome to Rose Park". The couple looked over, "Afternoon" the man said.

"How can I help you today? asked David.

"We would like to look at the five bed, over there". The man pointed to a large house, almost complete.

"Of course, come inside my office and I can show you the plans" said David. He felt excited, if he could get this sale, then the commission will be good. He will have to work hard.

"No, I want to go and look at the house... now" said the man.

David looked at the couple. The man looked serious in his blue shirt, dark tie, black trousers and polished black shoes. The woman smiled in her floaty white summer dress and strappy wedge sandles. Her dark hair danced in the breeze. David tried not to look at her bra-less breasts under the shifting fabric.

"I want that house. We have the money, ready to buy today. Cash." she said.

"I'm afraid we can't go over there today, its not safe." said David.

"I'm afraid we insist" said the woman.

"Ok then." said David, "Give me a sec". He went in the office and got the keys, and changed his shoes for safety boots got three hard hats.

He handed over the hats. "Health and safety" he said by way of explanation.

He led them through a gate onto the building site. After the heavy rain, the site was muddy. There were no pavements, except the concrete road that was caked in mud.

David began his sales patter. How many houses there were, the standard of fixtures and fittings and suchlike.

David stopped and the couple did too behind him. He turned to look at them.

"It's not looking good guys. It looks too muddy - we have to cross that." he pointed to a couple of scaffolding boards precariously placed over a quagmire.

He looked at the couple. Muddy splats were up both their legs and the soles of their shoes were caked in mud.

The woman shrugged. "We have come this far, lets keep going" she said.

"Fair enough, I'll go first." David said. He started to make his way across. Half way, his foot slipped off the slick board. His left leg left the board and ended up knee deep in the mood, his other leg bent at the knee on the board. "Shit" he cursed. He pulled his leg out and stood up.

"You sure you want to keep going?" he asked the couple.

"Yes" the man said.

David continued the perilous journey and finally reached the other side,

The woman was next. She stepped on the board and tested her balance. Seeming satisfied, she started her journey across. At the half way point, she slipped like David. After steadying herself, she slips again feet first into the mud. She shrieked with surprise. The bottom of the white dress sitting in the mud. The man got on the board to help, as he held her hand to pull her out, he slipped too. His momentum pulled them both into the wet mud.

David stifled a laugh. The woman was now sitting waist deep in the mud. She managed to stand up. The dress was no-longer white and clinging to her backside. The lack of a VPL at her waist showed she was commando. David couldn't stop staring.

The man was lying on his back, his outfit ruined like his wife. His shirt clinging to his chest and tight stomach. He called to the woman to pull him up, she put out her hand and pulled. However he didn't budge and she fell face forward into the mud. David laughed at the situation unfolding in from of him.

The woman looked up and cursed. She tried to stand up, using her man's head to steady herself, pushing it into the mud.

She got upright again and stood. The muddy water was running off her. Her outfit was ruined. The dress nolonger white and clinging to every curve. A cheeky smile spread accross her face. She looked at her man and dived on top of him.

David watched, dumfounded as the couple wrestled in the mud. She tore the mans shirt open as she straddled him. He reached up and pulled open her dress exposing her muddy breasts. David stepped forward and the man locked eyes and shook his head. He gestured to David to stand and watch.

For the next few minutes, the couple wrestled in the mud. The woman now naked except for her sandles that somehow managed to stay attached. The man now shirtless. Not one part of their bodies or remaining clothing was untouchrd by the mud.

The couple suddenly stood up and wordlessly walked back to their car. The man spanked her behand. A handprint was left in the mud on her backside. The woman turned to David, her wet muddy breasts starting to dry in the sun. They got in the car all muddy and sped off into the sun.

David stood for a few minutes and walked back to the office feeling a bit miffed about the lack of sale commission, however the bonus he would never forget.