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“So,” she said, smiling as she turned to face me. “What do you want to do now?” Her eyes twinkled as her smile grew wider. I knew what she was expecting.
“Well actually, I was thinking of doing some more gardening,” I told her, grinning at the confusion expression that bloomed on her face. “I was hoping for the chance to watch you tease me with those shorts of yours. You can even spray me with the hose this time if you want,” I added.
Her eyes lit up with glee. “Ooh! Really?” she said excitedly.
“As long as I get to get you wet later,” I said, grinning and winking.
“Mmm, we’ll see,” she said, trying to suppress her grin.
Rather than risk making a fool of myself by opening my mouth and answering her, I smiled charmingly and made my way out the back, leaving her to get changed.
I had my head down, pulling out weeds when I heard the door open. When I turned to look she was facing away from me pulling on a pair of gardening gloves, and I broke into a massive grin as I saw she’d chosen to change into the exact same clothing she’d been wearing the last time I’d been over. She had a figure hugging pink top on that I knew without looking dropped into a v at the front that didn’t quite show off her breasts. She was wearing a pair of white slip-on shoes without any socks, and my eyes ran up her legs to the brown shorts I’d asked for. They looked nice and tight – I could just imagine her wiggling her hips as she tried to slip them on in her room, willing to hurry out to me. I checked her out for a while, getting a good eyeful while she was putting her gloves on, but turned back to my work before she caught me.
“Hey,” I said, still looking down as I had an idea.
“Mmm?” she asked.
“I was wondering,” I said, lifting my head, “d’you want these le-”
I stopped as I spotted her, staring with my mouth half open in mock stunned silence, as if I hadn’t already been checking her out.
“Uh…” I said, still staring at her, and then twitched my head, pretending to regain my senses as she started to grin.
“Did you want these pulled out or not?” I asked, pointing at a random plant.
“Oh no,” she said, grinning broadly at me. “Leave those in.”
“Okay,” I said, and smiled back.
Now she knew that I really liked her choice of outfit without having to say it outright. And if she wondered I was struck dumb by her looks, well, where was the harm in that?
We spoke casually as we worked, occasionally stealing glances at each other, checking each other out.
It was an unusual form of foreplay, but it came down to anticipation. She knew what I was really here for, and she was left wondering when I was gonna make my move. The work was an excuse, a pretence to tease and show off as we moved, leaning over, pulling out plants, showing off our figures.
After a while I stood, muttering about the heat as I tugged at my shirt, pulling it off over my head to expose my bra. I made just enough of a show out of it to catch her attention and tried not to smile as I tossed it to the side and stretched wide. I tried to keep an eye on her out of the corner of my eye, seeing if she was watching, and was pleased to spot her looking me up and down me with a smile.
I swung my arms back and forth a few times, genuinely enjoying the stretch before I bent down and got back to work. I grinned as she stood and walked away from me, watching her hips as they swayed from side to side.
I turned back to my work and hummed a happy little tune as I held that image in my mind. I felt a familiar throbbing begin in my pants as I imagined those brown shorts swaying back and forth in front of my face, showing off those pretty legs and her bare back as she lifted up her top, slowly teasing…
“Are you feeling hot?” I lifted my head from my reverie as she called out to me. There was something about those words that triggered a half-remembered memory, and I frowned. Hadn’t she said those same words last time I was here? When she’d been holding the –
I gasped in shock, arching my back as cold water sprayed over it, splashing all over my head and soaking instantly into my jeans. I turned, raising one arm to try and protect myself from the hose, but she just laughed and flicked it around, spraying water all over me. Flinching as the cold water pattered all over my body, I squinted at her as she stood by the house, laughing as she hosed me down.
Giving in, I grinned and let my arms drop to my sides, slowly turning around so she could completely soak me from head to toe. Even when every inch of me was wet, she still kept hosing me down for the hell of it. I grinned and let her keep it up until she got bored and lowered the hose.
We stood there for a moment, me dripping wet, my hard nipples poking through my wet bra, her giggling like a schoolgirl… And then I charged at her.
Squealing with laughter, she dropped the hose and ran toward the door, but I was faster than her, slamming into it to keep her from getting inside. Still laughing, she whirled around and took off across the yard, running towards the gate to the front yard. I sprinted after her, water flying everywhere as I quickly caught up to her and grabbed her, pulling her into my cold and wet embrace.
She struggled, laughing as she fought to get away, but I held her tight, wrestling with her as I tried to pin her arms against her sides, my breasts squished against her back.
She wiggled, pulling at my arms, but I was strong enough to turn it against her, pushing her arms down as we half-fell against the side of the house.
“Aaack!” She shrieked with laughter as I pressed up against her, soaking her clothes with mine. She struggled for a while longer, but I clearly had her pinned and eventually she stopped, breathing hard.
“So,” she said breathlessly, trying to turn her head to face me. “What’re you gonna do with me now?” she said, wiggling against me. I was pretty sure she could probably feel the bulge in my pants pressing up against her. Struggling and wrestling with her had really gotten my blood pumping, and I had a feeling she knew she had the physical evidence pressed against her to prove it.
“Well,” I said, grinning. “I was thinking about giving you a bit of payback, actually.”
“What?” She asked, confused as I straightened and picked her up as best I could with my awkward grip and started shuffling back towards the still-running hose.
“Oh, noooo!” She cried out, consumed by laughter as she thrashed back and forth, trying to drag her feet along the ground to hold me back.
“No no no no no,” she laughed as I inched closer and closer, throwing her body from side to side. I had to stop and adjust my grip twice, struggling to keep her from escaping each time as she fought against me, but I held her down and eventually stood over the running hose with her trapped in my arms.
“What now, smartass? How’re you going to pick up the hose with your arms around me, huh?” She taunted me with a grin on her face. I frowned.
“With great difficulty, probably,” I said, coming up with an idea. I carefully knelt behind her, forcing her to kneel with me.
“Ah! What’re you doing?” She said, a little worried as we tipped from side to side, worried we were gonna topple over.
“Hang on,” I grunted, finally getting her onto her knees.
“Now…” I said slowly, leaning over and trying not to over balance and crack her head into the pavement. I carefully reached out with one hand, still wrapped around her wrist, and grasped the hose between my little fingers. Once I was confident I had it in my grasp I sat up, pulling it up with me.
“Aaaaaaaah!” she cried as the water splashed up over both of us, pouring down over both our bodies. She thrashed from side to side but I held my grip as she was soaked head to toe.
When she was as wet as I was, I finally let her pull the hose from my grasp and throw it away. I kept my firm grip on her though, enjoying the feeling of her back pressing against my chest as she took deep breaths.
“You,” she said, panting and giggling at the same time, “are a dick.”
“I can be, if you ask nicely…” I murmured into her ear and tilted my head to nibble her earlobe gently. I felt her body press against me as she took a quick breath in and her hands tighten on my arms for a moment. She turned to look at me with those gorgeous brown eyes of hers and I leaned in, kissing her gently.
We knelt on the cold, wet ground together, our lips slowly playing over each other as we finally kissed long and deep. I held her close against me, loving the feeling of her breathing in and out slowly against me, our wet bodies pressed firmly together as I slipped my tongue out of my mouth and played it over her lips. She sighed in pleasure and opened her lips wider to allow me inside her mouth. I slowly relaxed my grip now that I knew she wasn’t gonna run away.
My hands slid up her arms, caressing her through her wet top. One hand slid up her neck and ran my fingers through her wet hair, pulling her towards me as I kissed her more passionately.
I could feel my bulge hardening between our bodies as she ran her hands behind her, lightly touching my legs and the bare skin around my waist. I kept one hand tangled in her hair as we kissed, letting the other begin stroking over her stomach, slowly playing up her body…
Her hands squeezed my legs and she kissed me faster, harder. I teased her gently, starting to stroke my hands over her breasts through her top, pressing just firmly enough for her to feel it through her clothing. I slid my hand from her head, letting it slide down her wet hair, squeezing cold water out that trickled down over her clavicle and down between her breasts, making her shiver. My hand slid down over the front of her neck, my fingertips spreading out and sliding down into her top. My other hand played down over her stomach and pulled up the bottom of her sopping top and slid it underneath, stroking over her bare skin. She lifted her hand up to caress my head, keeping my lips pressed against hers. She began rubbing her body against me slowly, sending tingles throughout my body. I started grinding against her slowly, knowing she’d be able to feel my arousal under her. She responded in kind, rolling her hips back and forth, grinding her ass against my swelling bulge.
Each time our lips parted, I could feel the heat of her hot, heavy breaths roll over my face. Her arousal was clear as my hand slid further down into her top, feeling her move under my hands as she tried to get me to touch her more, my fingers digging under the edge of her bra, brushing lightly over her breasts. I teased her with my hands as we kept kissing, my other hand running over her stomach with my fingertips just grazing over her skin, sending shudders of pleasure through her body.
I pulled my hands back from her body and started lifting up her damp shirt. She lifted her arms up, thinking I was planning to pull the shirt right off, but I only raised it up enough to reach the strap to her bra, and deftly undid it with both hands. I let the shirt fall back down as I slid my hands up under her short sleeves to pull the straps off her shoulders, and she helped me pull her bra out from underneath her top, before returning the favour and pulling mine from my shoulders.
We didn’t stop kissing the entire time, our lips and tongues entwined with each other as I pulled her bra out through her sleeve and began playing my hands over her stomach again through her shirt. My hands slowly moved higher and higher, stroking, caressing her body until I felt my fingers brushing against the underside of her breasts. I kept her on edge, teasing her, running one finger along the edge of her breasts slowly.
Smiling, I broke from our kiss and pulled away from her slightly, opening my eyes to look into the deep brown pools of hers. Her hand began caressing my hair again as she smiled back.
“Shouldn’t we be doing the gardening…?” I asked her as I carefully helped her up onto her feet.
“Really?” She raised an eyebrow, smirking over her shoulder at me. “That’s *really* what you want to do?”
“Well,” I said, leaning over to kiss my way down her neck. “Isn’t that why we’re here…?” I murmured as my lips played over her skin. She sighed, almost groaning, as her hand came up to tangle in my hair again. “I don’t know…” she said softly, caressing my head as I kissed her. “You tell me…”
I grinned as I kept going, distracting her as my hands slid down to her shorts. I ran my hands over her legs and slid my fingers lightly between her thighs, eliciting a pleasurable sigh from her. My fingers carefully undid her buttons, sliding into her shorts and teasing over her wet, white cotton underwear along the inside edge of her hips.
Her grip on my hair tightened in anticipation as my hands slid downwards, but rather than brush down over her wet mound I kept pushing down, sliding her tight shorts off her hips.
“I… What are you doing?” she asked breathlessly as I let her shorts drop to the ground.
“You were complaining about being hot, weren’t you?” I said, caressing her legs and raking my nails very lightly over her skin, making her shiver.
“That was you, not me,” she groaned, and I grinned.
“What… What if someone sees?” she said breathlessly as my hands slid back up the inside of her thighs, moving higher, tracing over the edges of her underwear. Her hands tightened reflexively again as the touch tingled through her body.
“So what if someone sees us?” I muttered hotly into her ear, sliding my hand firmly over her mound, deliberately distracting her from answering. She gasped in pleasure, arching her back just a little as my fingers started pressing lightly into her wet underwear. I teased her, running my fingers back and forth as her head lolled back onto my shoulder, her eyes closed in pleasure. I smiled, getting more and more aroused by the sight of her pleasure and the feel of her body responding to my touch.
My hard shaft throbbed in my pants, crying for release as I rubbed it against her ass. She responded happily, pressing her hips to mine and grinding against me, groaning softly.
Burning with desire, I rewarded her with my fingers, slipping them inside her underwear and over her skin. I could feel her hot wetness as I ran them down between her legs, coating my fingers in her juices. I’d done a better job of turning her on than I’d wondered, and I wasted no time in pleasuring her further. I dipped my fingers between her lips, slowly slipping bit by bit inside as I ran them back and forth.
She was breathing heavily now, pressing up against me and grinding her hips. She turned my head to meet hers and kissed me deeply as my other hand reached up and began playing over her chest, brushing over her breasts and stroking her nipples lightly through her top.
Our tongues played around each other in her mouth as our breathing grew hotter and more ragged.
I ran one finger upwards, sliding over her clit and she gasped, moaning into my mouth. Lost in the sensations, she didn’t care as I worked her underwear off her hips, letting her wet panties slip to the ground, tangling around her ankles.
I rubbed my hand between her bare legs more purposefully now, running my fingers between her hot, wet lips eagerly as I kissed at her neck, making her pant heavily. My other hand slid under her shirt, dragging it up as I caressed her cold breasts directly, playing with her hard nipples between my hot fingers. She moaned, sliding her hand down my leg and dragging her fingers up it, raking my jeans with her nails before pressing it between our bodies, rubbing and clutching at my stiff shaft, trapped in my wet pants.
We rubbed against each other like this for some time, my finger stroking in and out of her. Her hips bucked up with each motion, wanting more and more as she pressed back against me, panting and moaning hotly in my ear, one of her hands wrapped around my head gripping my hair tight. I managed to undo my jeans enough for her to pull my shaft out, and she stroked it behind her in her hot little hand as I pleasured her, playing with her breasts relentlessly as I kissed my way up and down her neck.
It quickly got too much for me, and I began grinding my fingers into her, pushing her hips back slowly, pressing her ass against my groin. She moaned, letting go of my shaft and rubbed her ass against me, kissing me deeply. She let me part her legs wordlessly, simply staring into my eyes lustily as I reached between us, guiding my shaft between her legs. She moaned as it ran over her lower lips, closing her eyes as I slid it back and forth, coating it in her juices. When I felt sure it was wet enough, I began guiding it into her… Her hand tightened on my hair as I entered her slowly. Her chest heaved with quiet breaths as I eased my way inside her, loving the feel of her hot, wet body wrapping around me. She arched her back and tilted her hips back, helping me slide inside her and I pulled her back against my breasts and simply held her against me, enjoying the sensation of being inside her. She nuzzled my neck lovingly as my hands reached around her, caressing her body before I began sliding in and out of her slowly, causing her to moan quietly.
I wrapped my arms around her body, holding her against me as I thrust back and forth. Her beautiful voice quietly filled the afternoon air, gasping with heavy breaths as I pleasured her slowly. I kissed my way down her neck and over her shoulder, tasting her cool skin with my hot tongue as I revelled in the sensations of being with her.
She let out grunts of pleasure as I began thrusting faster, my hot breath panting in her ear, interspersed with deep groans as I gave myself to her.
I slid one hand down between her legs, searching, and slid my fingers over her wet clit, making her gasp. I concentrated on the spot as I made love to her, making her legs shudder as she was wracked by the sensations, moaning audibly. We would have made quite a sight if anyone had seen us standing there in the summer sun – me, wearing only my jeans that were sliding further off my legs with every thrust, with my arms wrapped around her, wearing only her thin, wet top that left very little to the imagination, her legs spread wide as I thrust into her, her body bouncing against me as my hand played back and forth over her clit, making her grip my arms tight and moan loudly, lost in our lust.

NSFW: yes

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