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The Birds and The Bees

It was my husband's idea to hire a gardener. I'd thought it was just another of his extravagances, another of his ideas that would mean he'd have to do less around the house and could spend more time of the golf course, and if I'm going to be honest, a bit of an argument blew up out of it. I mean, how difficult can it be to keep an average suburban garden looking decent?

I laugh when I look back now, though. If only Ray had known what hiring a gardener would lead to! If all of his extravagances were as much as fun for me as this one has been then I'd suggest he hire somebody to do every little job that ever needs doing around the house.

Tony's first appearance at the house was on a Sunday afternoon. He'd agreed to come round and take a look at what was needed and give Ray a quote. It had been drizzling all day so Tony had been wearing a hooded rain jacket and I hadn't really been given much of a chance to see him. He'd said a quick hello as he passed by the kitchen door, but that was all. I knew from past experience that Ray didn't approve of 'handymen and the likes' being offered tea or coffee, so I'd just gone upstairs, run myself a bath and hadn't given him another thought. Until the following Thursday, that was.

Ray and Tony had agreed that he'd spend Thursday afternoons maintaining our garden as well as constructing a koi pond. Why on earth Ray wanted huge fish in the garden was beyond me, but each to their own. It'd just be another job for me to have to feed them and for Tony to take care of the maintenance. Sometimes I was sure he thought we were far better off than we really were. He certainly liked his friends to think so, anyway.

By the time Thursday arrived, the weather had changed and I was enjoying some 'me' time in the garden, stretched out on a lounger wearing just my yellow bikini. I'd completely forgotten that Tony was expected and, as I was laying on my front, had undone the top at the back and let it hang loose. If there's one thing I don't like, it's unnecessary white marks cutting through my tan!

I must have dozed off because I was deep in sleep when I became alerted to somebody in the garden by the sound of the ride on mower being started. I suppose the shock of the unexpected made me act irrationally, so instead of taking the time to re-tie my bikini top, I jumped up and went charging across the lawn, in pursuit of the intruder. It wasn't until I reached the shed and saw Tony heading towards me that I realised what I'd done.

I quickly covered my breasts with my arms and felt an embarrassing heat spread across my face. There I was, a grown woman of 38, blushing because I'd been caught without my top on! Whatever happened to women's lib?

"Err...sorry," I stammered. "I thought you were... errm..." I realised how stupid it would sound to say that I thought he was an intruder. What did I think I was going to do? Hit a burglar over the head with my left tit?

"Look, don't worry. It's not as if I haven't seen a woman's breasts before," Tony said, nonchalantly leaning against the shed wall. "In fact, I rather enjoyed the display. Feel free to repeat it any time you like."

Cheeky sod! Just who did he think he was?

I turned and marched into the house, slammed the door behind me and decided that Tony would most definitely have to go. I'd have a word with Ray that very evening.

I slipped on a loose camisole and started preparing some lunch. I quite fancied a prawn salad, although I had no intention to go back outside and pick fresh lettuce. No, I'd have to make do with what was in the fridge.

Just as I started shelling the prawns, there was a knock at the back door. I looked up and saw Tony coming through the back porch.

"Have you never heard of waiting until you're invited in?" I asked, my tone anything but friendly.

"Your husband said to just take whatever I needed," he answered. "So I thought I'd come in and have you."

I was stunned. Shocked into silence. Did he mean it? What kind of man was this?

"Hey, it's a joke," he continued, and took a mug from a hook on the wall. "Lighten up, lady. We all need a bit of fun in life."

"I have quite enough fun as it is, thank you very much," I replied, and noticed just how muscular his arms and back were. He was, of course, naked from the waist up. Most gardeners would be in ninety degrees, I was sure.

"Well you don't look as if you do. I bet your husband doesn't give you the kind of attention you deserve, does he?"

It was true. He didn't. Ray and I hardly ever make love anymore, and when we do it's just the same old missionary position and without any real passion. Ray doesn't even like me having sex toys because he thinks they shouldn't be necessary in a healthy relationship. Ha! What does he know!

"That's nothing to do with you," I said and turned back to the prawns.

"I could help you with that, y'know."

Brazen or what? Just leap right in, why don't you?

I didn't reply. What could I say? Part of me wanted him to show me a good time, but I'd never been with anybody other than Ray. We'd met when I was just eighteen and... well, I'd never really seen myself as the unfaithful kind. I'm a member of the WI for Christ's sake!

He must have picked up on my vibes because, much to my surprise, he just stepped forward and pushed his hands up under my camisole, pressing himself against my arse as he fondled my breasts. My nipples reacted immediately and I couldn't remember a time when they'd felt quite as tight. So tight, in fact, that it almost hurt.

Tony pinched and pulled at them, teasing me until I could feel my juices filling my bikini bottom. Ray had never turned me on the way Tony was doing!

I could feel his hot breath against my neck and his erection as it pressed against my hip. I turned towards him, letting him slip my top over my shoulders as I moved, once again freeing my breasts.

"You're beautiful," he whispered. "And I want to fuck you right here."

I didn't take any persuading. Tony picked me up and lay me on the table, pulling my bikini bottom down and spreading my legs. One hand reached out and gently rubbed my swollen clit while the other hand fumbled with his fly, releasing his gorgeous, stiff cock.

I was ready to cum. I knew I wouldn't be able to hold back and as soon as I felt his cock enter me, I started to moan. Just two slow strokes later and I was pulling him into me like I'd never had a man before. "Fuck me hard," I begged. "Please, just fuck me."

Tony obliged. He pushed his cock deep into me, drew back and waited a few seconds before he plunged deep inside me again. For each stroke he increased his pace until I was screaming and cumming and pushing my hips so hard against him that I actually bruised.

Luckily, Tony had the sense to pull out of me before he came and shot his load on my tummy. There was more creamy cum than I'd ever seen before and knowing how good it's supposed to be for the skin, I enjoyed rubbing it in, feeling its sticky warmth as Tony watched.

I've since developed quite a taste for Ray's little extravagances, and am even considering hiring a cleaner. Well, you know what they say: you only live once!

Contributed by: Sadie 27/06/2006

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