"I'm gonna need you to get the hell off my property!" Michael Del Vecchio said as he stomped on some freshly planted Gerbera daisies.
"Hey, what's your problem?" Lily rushed over.
"My problem is this shitty garden falls on my building property. Tomorrow, my guys are coming in to bulldoze this dump. Better get your tomatoes and weeds outta here."
Lily was a petite busty 23 year old with long blond hair pulled back in a pony-tail with a kerchief. She wore a torn white tank top, daisy duke denim shorts, and worn out running shoes. Dirt covered her arms and legs. Michael could see the hardened nipples of her D-cup tits. "My God, she's filthy. She isn't even wearing a bra. Where's her self-respect?" thought Michael as his dick grew hard in his khakis.
"This is a community garden. You can't do that!" said Lily as she took off her gardening gloves and tossed them to the ground. She put her hands on her curvaceous hips. "Focus, Mike," Michael told himself. "You have a wife. An important position in the city. Focus..."
"Over 200 households bring their kitchen scraps to be composted. We're making a diff--"
"Blah blah whatever." said Michael as rolled his eyes and jerked off an imaginary cock. "The city made a mistake and now we're fixing it. We're gonna get rid of this useless compost pile and build homes. Something practical."
"Practical? They're poorly made, over priced condos for rich assholesβlike you!" Lily pressed her finger on his chest and stared up at him. She felt her cheeks became flushed.
"Hey, don't get any dirt on this polo! This was expensive!" Michael declared.
"What a pompous piece of shit!" thought Lily. "Why does he have to be so handsome?" She regained her composure "And tomorrow? Tomorrow's Earth Day! You... you're evil!" Lily stammered at Michael.
Michael turned around and walked away. "We're doing it to make a point. Nothing stops progress. No one stops Michael Del Vecc--"
Then Michael felt a clod of dirt smack the back of his head. He spun around to see Lily's defiant face and outstretched arm.
Michael marched to Lily and grabbed her shoulders. "My God his hands are huge," thought Lily. Michael was a foot taller than Lily so he had to bend down to get in her face. He was a large muscular man with a flawless tan from unnecessary tropical vacations. He was clean shaven and with perfectly combed black hair. His blue eyes were frightening, but charming. Lily wasn't used to men who were so put together and took great care of their appearance. She hung out with scrawny, scruffy hipsters who were above taking care of personal appearance. Lily railed against Michael's type: early 30s hyper masculine male who worshipped the movie The Wolf of Wall Street for the wrong reasons. But the fact was, physically, Lily was very turned on. The angrier he got, the more she wanted to provoke him. She felt her pussy get wetter. Her bottom lip trembled and her massive breasts heaved. Michael saw this. He stared into Lily's eyes. He squinted. Lily didn't blink.
"If you really want to save your garden you have to do something for me." Lily gulped and lost her breath. Lily pressed her lips against Michael's lips. No matter how much they hated each other, they could not deny the thrill of the first kiss. Their kissing was passionate and natural. Michael grabbed Lily's hips and pressed her body into his crotch. She felt his raging hard on. Also, Lily felt how much larger Michael was. His thick long fingers easily palmed Lily's firm plump ass. Lily moved her hands onto Michael's wide shoulders, which felt like honey dew melons.
"If I do this, will you let the garden stay?" Lily asked as she lifted her tank top above her breasts. Michael stared at her massive tits and could finally get a good look at her nipples. He grabbed them. They were firm and her skin was very soft. His hands caressed her belly and the small of her back.
"Yes... this will be our secret. You can't tell anyone. Not my wife, not anyone in the community, not anyone."