The Garden

John and Mary had been neighbors for years but the extent of their interactions were simple friendly waves. Their backyards abutted but they never went out of their ways to speak.

The opportunity to speak to each other presented itself constantly. John spent countless hours tending the garden that occupied the rear quarter acre of his lot. While in the garden he had a clear line of sight to the back of Mary's house. He enjoyed watching as Mary would tend to her yard and plants in her sundresses and tank tops that hugged tightly to the curves of her body. The brown skin that Mary had inherited from her Mexican heritage provided the perfect contrast to the light color clothes that she loved wearing.

Mary had also noticed John while he worked in his garden. He was usually covered in clothes that prevented the sun from beating down on him, but she would still get the occasional glimpse of a body toned by physical labor. But even with her attraction to John, Mary never attempted to connect with her neighbor.

John was a widow by 31 due to an auto accident and since the death of his wife he was awkward and unsure around women that he was attracted to. Mary on the other hand had been divorced for 2 years and was beginning to test the waters of the dating world now that she was no longer in mourning over the death of her marriage.

One day while Mary was out cutting her grass, she noticed John working in his garden and they exchanged their normal wave. Yet when she turned to make the next pass with her mower she noticed John walking towards her with baskets full of vegetables.

The neighbors first exchange was brief but very enjoyable for both John and Mary. John was struck by the blue eyes that seemed to be a more brilliant blue against the brown skin. The glasses that she wore framed her round face perfectly bringing out not only her eyes but also her lips. Mary was about 8 inches shorter than John and that provided an excellent vantage for John to appreciate the curves of Mary's body.

Mary was surprised at the size of her neighbor when she saw him up close for the first time. Not only did he tower over her, his large frame also made her feel more feminine than her ex had ever made her feel. Mary was self-conscious about the curves that had developed

around her hips and mid section, yet while she stood so near John she felt beautiful for the first time in recent memory.

The evening after their first meeting was the setting for their second. John was sitting in his garden among his zinnias and marigolds when Mary realized that this would be a good time to return the basket that John had delivered the vegetables in earlier that day.

It was still warm so Mary was wearing a white flower patterned sundress with no shoes. As she approached John's garden she noticed that he seemed to be lost in thought. She was contemplating returning to her own house when he turned and saw her approaching. As he turned and stood to greet her, Mary's knees began to feel weak as John flashed a large smile and his eyes seemed to glow at the sight of her.

John gave Mary a tour of his garden and the neighbors started telling each other their stories. Mary's heart broke as John told her about his late wife but she was also struck by the kindness that radiated from him even after such a tragic event.

As they sat talking Mary noticed how John seemed to stare through her soul. John had been a mess this whole time, yet he appeared calm and confident to Mary. As he sat staring into Mary's eyes he became lost in the blueness. He finally snapped out of his haze, apologizing for staring. He explained that her eyes brought a feeling of calm tranquility that he hadn't felt since his wife was alive.

Mary brought her hand to John's face and slowly rubbed her hand down his cheek. Mary was unsure what she was doing. It felt as if she were in a trance and she was being drawn to John by an unknown force. She was snapped out of her trance by the feeling of rough calloused hands stroking her arm. Her eyes met John's and they melted into each other's lips.

John could not believe what he was doing. He had just met this woman and now, for the first time in years, he was kissing a woman. He felt a passion that he thought had died with his wife and he was drunk with the feeling of lust and longing to feel the warmth of a beautiful woman.

John started to explore Mary's body as their kiss became more aggressive with confidence. His hands slipped into the sundress as he felt Mary's nipples. He ran his hands softly down the side of her breasts, gently tickling Mary as his hand glided down her side before gently stroking back up. Mary sighed as she melted into the large manly frame of John, amazed that his hands could be so gentle.

Mary reluctantly pushed her self away from John so she could slide the dress straps down her shoulder. John drank in the brown breast exposed to him and slowly circled the large nipples, eliciting a sigh from Mary. John guided Mary to her feet off of the garden bench and slowly pulled off the pink cotton panties that Mary formally had on. As John gently pushed Mary back down, he got on his knees to explore the body that seemed to long for his touch.

Suddenly Mary stopped him. He was confused and he was going to apologize when Mary began to apologize that she had not shaved her pubic hair in months.

John leaned in without responding and started kissing slowly up Mary's inner thighs. He looked up into Mary's eyes and told her that he loved her body as it was. With that, John plunged his mouth to Mary's pussy. He savored the smell and taste of her. He pulled her legs over his shoulder providing the perfect angle for his tongue to explore Mary's lips. He slowly started to tease her hood by spreading it with his fingers and when her clit was engorged he sank his fingers into her. Mary moaned as his fingers entered her, and she was amazed at the gush of fluid she produced as John buried two fingers deep inside her. John was now licking her clit and rubbing his fingers along the top of her pussy walls. Her breath was starting to come short and her moans became deeper and more frenzied. She clamped down tightly as a wave of pleasure exploded around her. John marveled as thighs squeezed his head and her pussy clenched his fingers.

As she started to come down from the ecstasy of her release, she looked down at a smiling John and sighed as she realized how much this man appreciated her as a woman. She was eager to feel John's cock and to show him her appreciation for him when he pulled her down to the ground with him. She was laying in the dirt with her body exposed but she felt wanted for the first time in a while.

John was in heaven after Mary had cum on his face. He felt like a man and wanted nothing more than to please a sexy woman like Mary. As they were laying in the dirt John undid his pants, freeing his cock. Mary reached to grab it and he moaned as she slowly stroked it, slowly twisting the head of his penis at the end of each stroke. John hadn't had sex in ages and knew he was going to blow his load soon, so he sat back on his knees and mounted Mary. He leaned down and gently nibbled her ear lobe as he slowly lined up his cock.

Mary and John moaned together as they both began to grind their bodies together. Mary wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his forehead to hers. As they looked into each other's eyes Mary told John that she wanted him cum inside of her. John could not hold his orgasm off any longer. He grunted as he started to cum inside Mary, but the grunt quickly evolved into a growl as he pumped cum into Mary's pussy. John's orgasm was so intense that his balls ached after he had finished.

Mary and John collapsed next to each other in the garden dirt. The cum leaking from Mary and the sweat that covered both of them made the dirt stick to their bodies. John gently rubbed his fingers along Mary's torso as they laid silently watching the flowers sway in the wind.

The End