AUTHOR'S
NOTE:
This
is my story, and I would appreciate it if my name and my email
address were always associated with it. Obviously it has sexual
content. Any person who has problems with that should not read
further.
Yard
Work
(MF,
rom, cons)
by
Marie
Durois
For MR
©2001 - All Rights Reserved
Saturday morning.
Time to get up and do yard work. She enjoyed being outside in
the sweet air, sunshine and warmth, doing physical work. It was
a refreshing contrast from her "real" job, which was
completely cerebral and involved working on the computer most
of the time.
She rose and
dressed quickly. Tank top, cut-off shorts, tennis, long brown
hair in a pony tail under a baseball cap--no point in getting
dolled up; she'd be dirty and sweaty by the time she was finished.
There'd be time for a shower, makeup and change of clothes before
her boyfriend came over later. He was busy today attending a tradeshow
for his work.
After downing
a cup of coffee and a bagel, she went to work. First, assemble
the tools: lawn mower, edger and 100 foot extension cord, broom,
electric hedge trimmer, step ladder. Outside she could hear the
sound of lawnmowers and blowers; other neighbors were doing the
same thing.
She powered
up the mower and deftly nudged it across the yard First the front,
then the back, then empty the bag. Whoosh! Grass clippings into
the trashcan but of course dust all over her too. Next, edging.
She flung the long cord out and began at the far edge of the outside
area, then moved into the interior courtyard area. Then time to
move to the back, unplug and plug the extension cord in.
Now for the
real job, trimming the bougainvillea. Her yard included a 40 foot
wide, 12 foot tall "wall" of bougainvillea which had
to be trimmed from a ladder once a month.. She climbed up on the
ladder and began trimming, taking long cuts, as far as she could
reach.
The sun beat
down on her and she was getting sweaty from the work. The bougainvillea
was dusty and she was getting covered with a second layer of dust,
mingling with perspiration. She loved working outside in the sunshine.
When it was hot, she got "hot." She could feel the tightness
of her shorts jammed up into her pussy and her sweatiness all
over. She looked around to make sure no neighbors were looking
and then tugged at the crotch of her shorts and gave herself a
little scratch. She always got horny when she worked outside.
Maybe she should go inside and give herself a little satisfaction.
At that moment
he pulled up in front of the house in his car. She smiled, surprised
but happy to see him,. She watched from her perch on the ladder
behind the wall of bougainvillea as he got out of the car and
came into the yard.
"Hi darling!
I thought you were busy all day?" she smiled down at him
from the ladder.
"It was
boring, not worth the time. I decided being with you would be
more enjoyable." He looked up at her. She was dusty and slightly
pink from being in the sun, glowing with perspiration. He could
smell her muskiness and his cock began to stir in his jeans.
"You
look hot," he said as he reached out and slid his hand up
into her shorts, caressing her inner thigh.
"I am,
in more ways than one-and you are making me more so," her
voice was husky.
"Well,
let's go inside and see what we can do about that." He reached
out a hand to help her down the ladder.
In the house,
they melted into each other's arms. He was incredibly turned on
by her sweatiness and musky scent. Even the slightly gritty feel
of the dust on her body was exciting. He began licking the perspiration
from her forehead, then down her neck, to her tits.
"I think
you need a tongue bath," he smiled as he continued his licking.
He helped her undress while continuing to caress and lick her.
"Mmmm,"
she purred.
He quickly
undressed and joined her on the bed where he continued licking
her. His tongue swirled around her nipples, first one and then
the other, until they became hard. She groaned with pleasure as
his tongue stroked her belly, then finally reached her pussy.
Her legs were spread wide, waiting for him.
He buried
his face in her pussy, wanting to devour her. He began by softly
licking her lips while stroking with his fingers. She shivered
in delight. He began to suckle her clit while still stroking her,
increasing the pace as she squirmed beneath him, moaning, until
finally she erupted in a shout as she came.
She lay back,
legs spread, slightly dazed from her orgasm. His mouth was covered
in her juices. He kissed her as he slid his cock into her juicy
cunt. She moaned and started moving under him, hips rising in
response to his strokes.
The scent
of her and the feel of her wet pussy and sweaty body under her
drove him wild. He fucked her like an animal with powerful driving
thrusts, until she came again, clutching him with her arms and
legs, while he filled her with his hot cum.
He lay on
her, panting, his sweat mingling with hers. She stroked his hair
and his back and smiled, "Now you can see why helping me
with yard work is a good thing."
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