1. The House Wife


    Date: 7/21/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Lesbian, Author: catcat1070, Rating: 90.9, Source: sexstories.com

    bothering me at all, and that I was just doing some laundry, so I could probably do with a break anyway. I invited her inside the house, and as she followed me through to the back door, I told her that my husband was at work and the kids were at school. She nodded and smiled at me, before explaining further that she just needed to check that there would be no problems in our garden before they came to do the work on Wednesday morning. I was a little disappointed that nothing was being done today, but we had arranged for the work to be done on Wednesday, so I couldn’t really complain. Since I had been working inside I was wearing one of my old pairs of denim shorts, and one of Simon’s old white work shirts. My feet were bare, and I stopped at the back door to slip on my sandals, before we walked out into the humid heat of the back garden. I pointed out to her where we had put out some wooden stakes in the ground on Sunday evening, to mark the various locations for the new trees and bushes. She looked around the garden, checking the locations, making some alternative suggestions, and making sure that access would be sufficient for their workers. Eventually we wondered back over to the paved patio as we talked about gardening. When I mentioned to her that I had always wanted a vegetable garden, she said that she'd be happy to get me started. She seemed like a genuinely pleasant girl, and as we chatted some more, I learned that she had been working in the garden centre, which was ...
    the family business, in some form or another, since she was twelve years old. She told me that she was about to start her final year at college in the coming September, and that one day she hoped to take over the business from her parents. As we talked she tilted her head back to drain the final mouthful of water from her bottle. As she did this some of the liquid escaped from her lips, trickling down over her chin and onto her neck, running down onto her chest underneath the polo shirt, soaking into the dark material. She giggled with embarrassment, and lifted her hand to rub the water into the sweaty skin on her neck and chest. "God! It has been so hot these past few days, hasn't it?" she moaned. She noticed that I was now staring at her as her fingers continued to slowly rub and stroke the smooth, tanned skin on her neck. I froze for a second, shocked that I had been caught looking at her like that. "Well," I stammered, pointing at the empty bottle in her hand, "why don't you let me refill that for you?" She smiled and nodded, and we walked back into the house and headed for the kitchen. Moving from the intense heat of the midday sun into the air-conditioned coolness inside of the house gave me a shiver, and made my nipples instantly harden. As I had thought I would be at home on my own for most of the day I hadn't put on a bra, and my erect nipples pressed against the material of my shirt, making me feel a little excited. As we reached the fridge I turned to take Becky's ...
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