Gardening Made Easy

A truck pulled into the driveway. I wondered if this was the landscaping company I called. The lady got out of the truck, clipboard in hand, and was already surveying the place. She didn’t say a word for a good fifteen minutes before she walked up to me.

“You the owner, Mr. Lawton?”

“Yes, I am, and you are?”

“I’m Stacy, I’m from Landscapes Design. What effects are you looking for?”

“I want a nice front yard I can be proud of, and the neighbors will enjoy looking at”

“We can do that for you. Will your wife join us while we create your yard?”

“No, I’m happily divorced. I saved for seven years after the financial rape for this little gem. She is mine and mine alone. Make her pretty for me.”

She walked back to her truck, and it was a pleasure watching her progress. Her hips were in perfect unison. No, no, get from behind me Satan. Well just stand off to the side a bit. When she reached into the front seat, I told Satan to just leave me the hell alone. What a great pair of legs and a nice round ass to match.

When she returned, she had several pamphlets to look at to decide what I wanted. A nice red bud for the front yard, maybe an evergreen bush at the end of the house, mulching, and an assortment of easy-care perennials throughout. When she finished, she said she would make up the estimate and call me.

“Will you bring the estimate by or just the phone call?”

“No, I will stop by in case there are changes you want to make.”

Two weeks later, she showed up in her pickup truck, another pickup with a flatbed. Everything was accounted for and in place. They went straight to work. The three-man crew, and one lady, went to work before dusk was finished. They were packing up to leave and she walked over with papers in hand.

“Here is your paperwork, and care directions for the young plants. I’ll be back in three weeks to see that the plants are still in good health.”

Three weeks later she came back, and she was not dressed for yard work.

“The plants and shrubs are looking good as is the redbud. Are you pleased”
“Very much so. Have you time for a cold beverage?”

“Yes, thank you.”

We sat and talked about nothing. Her blouse was slightly open, proving she was not wearing a bra. She caught me looking and smiled. I smiled back and she unbuttoned one button. I moved closer to her and reached around her. We had a passionate kiss, and she was checking the bulge in my shorts. She turned to me, and I unbuttoned the other four. My hands were fondling her full C-size breast and she was undoing my shorts.

I bent over sucking on her tits and erect nipples. Finally, I stood up, undid her shorts and helped her onto the table, and buried my face in her wet wanting crotch. I was licking her like a thirsty dog and pulling on her nipples and her soft breast. Her moans just made my dick harder. I stood up pulled her to the end of the table and shoved my rock-hard dick into her waiting pussy.

“Ung. God, yes” Was her response.

My dick wanted to feel more, so I pulled her legs over my shoulders and started pumping her at an even pace. She looked up at me. She had pure lust on her face. I began to pound her harder and faster.

“Oh my God, pump me.”

I just started to hammer her wet pussy and I reached for her tits. She held them for me and when I grabbed them and started pulling on them a flow of warm female cum ran down my shaft and my balls. She was looking at me as if she were pleading.

I continued my onslaught on her privacy showing no mercy to her soft female lips. When my orgasm exploded all my hot lava into her, her eyes widened she inhaled sharply and began to pant. Her muscles had milked every ounce of sperm from me, and he began to retreat from her.

“Oh, God. Just let me lay here a minute, please. Oh, Baby what you have done to me. I’ve wanted this since the first day I pulled into your driveway.” Stacy said.

“When I saw you, I wasn’t interested in the evergreen bush, but I sure wanted to plant your bush.”

We sat at the table trying to recover from the heated sex we just shared. We sat there looking at each other. Taking a sip from the ice water now and then. But nature was not done with us.
I looked at Stacy, grabbed her hand, and led her to the bedroom.

When I laid her on the bed, she had that same pleading look on her face. She was laying there prone and rolled over to grab my hardening dick. She began to pump it back to life and then wrapped her lips around it to ensure I was as hard as I could get.

As her lips rode up and down on my shaft, she kept looking as if for approval. She released my shaft from her vacuum grip.

“I want it doggy, and I want it now and hard. Give it to me, just give it to me”

I grabbed her hips and just shoved my dick into her slit. I didn’t waste any time, I started to pound her with every bit of energy I could muster. It wasn’t long until Stacy buried her face in the covers and began making muffled sounds, moans, and animal-like growls.

I held onto her hips and kept pounding and pumping until I began to feel my orgasm building slowly. She was just whimpering now, but my piston continued pounding her until I exploded into her again. God, it felt so good the first time, but this time was unbelievably ecstasy.

I laid down next to her. She was breathing slowly again. I put my arms around her and pulled her to me. Stacy closed her eyes as I stroked her hair.
She looked up at me and smiled. I looked down and kissed her lips. She felt so good and so natural in my arms.

“I better get back to the office. I do have a business to run. And to make matters crazier, my apartment lease is due, and they are socking the rate to us this time. It pissess me off. At least I own the nursery lot.”

“Stacy, I know this is going to come off crazy no matter how I approach it. But I have a spare room that has nothing in it. It’s yours if you want it. No strings attached.”

“I will take you up on your offer under one condition. I use the room for my things, but I get to use half of your bed. Deal?”

“Deal”

Departed Soul