I hope you enjoy another hot memory from the garden, with Tara and Bryan. It's not long, but it's steamy...let me know what you think.
They were planning to help with spring-planting, after we were closed, but we had some weather coming in. Looking out, west of the production greenhouse, you could see the dark sky and rain approaching.
Light drops started hitting the roof, but by the time they got inside, storm clouds had completely darkened the sky and the rain was pelting the roof.
Tara's hair looked a little wet, but her dress was soaked in places. It was clinging to her body, tight and showing the curves...of course, I noticed she was looking super-hot. She was dressed professionally for the office, but the nipples were out, and showing through her blouse; I grinned, "I can see you're a little cold."
"Yeah...yeah, they're probably showing some...aren't they?"
I was about to give her the expected flirtatious response, but the lightning struck, and thunder rumbled through the building. She leaned up and greeted me with a soft kiss. "We made it...but it's a little ugly out there. I hope we can help inside...what do you think?"
Bryan came running through the door, "Dude, its pouring...and I don't think we're working outside anytime soon."
"Well, we can pot-up vegie seedlings, but first let me get you both a coffee or some tea."
They both perked up when I mentioned coffee, and Tara responded, "That sounds amazing!"
They took the flats over to the potting bench and started transplanting seedlings into 4" pots. I sat the mugs on the potting bench and poured; Bryan smiled, "You're a lifesaver, Rob...this'll hit the spot."
We worked for about an hour and finished up two seed flats; I think we probably potted 120 tomatoes, 60 eggplants, 60 plus cucumbers, maybe 40 or 50 serrano peppers and 50 jalapenos.
Bryan was taking the last of the pots into the greenhouse, while Tara and I were going over our options. There was a loud crash from a flash of lightning, "Well, it's still raining like hell, and you got me caught up in here." I glanced down at her cleavage, "But I can think of a few things we could do...that we'll all enjoy."
"Well, I'm dried off, and all warmed-up, now." Trailing her hand down over my chest, she reached under my t-shirt, "Um...I think I know what you're thinking."
She kissed me, pressing her tongue tight against mine. She felt the heat radiating from my skin, sliding her hand lower and tracing the outline in my shorts. "Is this what you were thinking?"
I nodded, "Well yeah...great minds think alike...you know? But...but, you need to take my cock out."
Again, pressing her lips against mine, she unbuckled the belt and pushed my shorts to the floor. I lifted my shirt and tossed it aside, as she nibbled down over my belly.
As Bryan came back into the room, she was pushing the underwear to my ankles, and he laughed, "Now this's my kind of gardening...Tara has always moved fast."
She grinned, "Love to garden, but I'm just a cockslut and really easy!"
I could feel her warm breath, when she kissed the head, but then she licked all over the head, and down the shaft. Running her tongue back up to the tip, she looked into my eyes and swallowed the top half. As her husband watched, she started fucking her mouth and taking it deeper.
She bobbed, faster and faster, when the lightning struck close, with a big boom; I felt her jump, but she went right back at it...servicing my cock, with a backdrop of rolling thunder.
I took hold of her shoulders, and pulled her up to kiss again, shoving my tongue through her lips. Then I felt Bryan grabbing my ass, pulling me closer and wrapping his lips around my cock. We'd been together for a long time, and I was considered a co-husband in the relationship, but that didn't make his move any less exciting.
Mashing my lips into hers, I probed deep with my tongue, and started pumping cock through Bryan's lips, teasing his throat.
I was totally on fire, pulling off her blouse and bra; I grabbed her breasts, circled her nipples with my tongue and nursed them with my lips. I think the booming thunder and lightning flashes added to my frenzied lust, but I was ravaging her tits, and shoving my hand into her panties, pumping my fingers into the warmth, between her legs.
Her moans (and mine) stood out, above the storm's rumble. Knowing what his wife needed, Bryan looked up, "Babe, he's more than ready...and he's full-on pornstar down here...look!"
In response, she smiled and stretched up to kiss me again, while shoving her skirt and panties down.
I bent her over the bench, and pumped my fingers inside, kissing my way down over her neck. I caressed her ass, digging my fingers into the firm, feminine muscle.
As thunder shook the greenhouses, Tara widened her stance and pushed a potted fern out of the way, preparing herself for the fucking she needed.
Teasing her pussy lips, I rubbed the swollen head through the slit and grinded over her clit.
Synced with another lightning flash, she squealed, and begged, "Ahhhh...yeah, put it in me...put him in...yeah, fuck me!"
I was thinking, "Fuckkkkk Yeahhhhh," but then I heard Bryan, "Give'r that dick...pornstar that pussy...pornstar it!"
It was good for my ego, and I was going to tease him for labeling me a pornstar, but more thunder rumbled through the greenhouse, and I shoved it deep. Gripping her hips and fucking, she seemed super tight, but wet as hell. I pumped her, sensuously easing my cock out to the head and driving it back in, all the way.
