Ally stared out the window, lost in her own thoughts she never heard her husband enter the Kitchen. "I'm off Ally" Ally jumped and span around spotting Evan her husband pulling a bottle of water out the fridge, dressed in chequered trousers, a polo shirt and bright yellow sweater he looked ridiculous and she had to bite her tongue to stop herself from laughing out loud.
"Your playing golf again?" Ally questioned knowing full well that's where he was going, ignoring her question Evan continued to pack his golf bag. Watching her husband she wondered where the man she married had gone, he no longer had six pack abs, dark hair, and eyes that only shone for her. Now he had a beer belly, greying hair, dull eyes and a bad attitude, the only time he seemed happy was when he went to play "golf" or at least that's what he told me he was doing and I allowed him to continue this lie, allowing him to believe that I was stupid enough not to know he was fucking a women from work.
"Yes, I'm playing golf today, you know it's the Only thing that makes me happy these days" snapping me out of my thoughts I couldn't help but feel hurt by his words, but I smiled at him, "of course Evan, whatever makes you happy".
Looking at me with a blank expression he looks me up and down before stating "Don't forget the gardener is due this morning, you might want to get dressed, doubt he'd want to see you dressed like that". And with that he was out the door no kiss, no goodbye, just his look of disgust.
I couldn't help but stick my middle finger up at his departing back, I knew it was childish but damn did it feel good. I finished my coffee and headed upstairs to get dressed, yes I knew I had put on weight over the years but I still had my hourglass figure, long hair, I kept myself manicured, waxed and looking good for him, not that he'd noticed in fact it had been nearly a year since he made any sexual advices towards me and even then he was so drunk he called me the wrong name then passed out before even getting his trousers off.
Going upstairs I put on some shorts and a sports bra, he might not like me body but i do, and I work hard to keep my hourglass. Putting on my yoga dvd I followed the lady on the screen, 20 minutes in I'm covered in a layer of sweat and breathing heavily, just then the doorbell rings, startling me I run to the door not thinking about my lack of clothing pulling the door open I'm greeted with a gorgeous set of brown eyes, a handsome face and what I could only describe as very kissable looking lips.
"Hello?" I say not sure who I'm talking to, "Hi I'm Alex, unfortunately your usual gardener Dom cant make it this week so you have me at your disposal to use anyway you'd like" he says looking me up and down lingering on my breasts.
Realising what I'm wearing I feel the heat raising up my chest "I, umm I was working out, give me a minute to change and I'll show you what my husband would like you to do" "you really don't have to change on my account" he says licking his lips as he stares at mine.
Running upstairs I could feel his eyes burning into my backside, sitting on the edge of the bed I realised my nipples were rock solid, could I really be that turned on from just answering the door to a complete stranger, oh but that face and those eyes I could almost see the dirty thoughts running though his mind.
Changing into a flowing knee length dress I headed back downstairs to find him standing in the same spot, I lead him to the back garden and explain the jobs that need doing, turning around i bumped straight into a solid chest, looking up our faces only inches apart he smiles down at me "are you sure that's all you want me to do?" still stood against him I can feel him growing harder against my stomach, "no, no that's definitely everything" i say almost running away from him, hearing a dirty laugh i turn back towards him, "you don't have to run away, but i enjoy watching you leave" blushing I hurry inside and upstairs to calm my racing pulse and heaving chest.
Keeping myself busy and distracted I get on with some housework, but can't help occasionally peaking out the windows overlooking the garden, as the sun warms up I start to notice sweat beads glistening on his skin, watching him work once again I feel my nipples harden running my hands over my breasts to try and smooth them down I can't believe how solid and sensitive they feel resisting the urge to pinch them I continue to gaze out the window, after several minutes he stops and wipe the beads from his brow before turning around and staring straight at me. With a cheeky smile he reaches for the hem of his t-shirt and in one swift movement it's up and over his head revelling a hard toned and beautifully tanned chest, tucking the t-shirt into the back of his shorts he blows a kiss in my direction before getting back to work, the muscles in his back and shoulders rippling and flexing as he moves.
Backing away from the window I sit myself down on the edge of the bed my skirt raising up, rubbing my hands down my thighs I can't believe how sensitive my skin feels moving higher i can feel the heat radiating from my pussy before even touching it, laying back on the bed I rub my hand over my panties feeling how damp there are already.
I push one hand inside and slowly rub my finger over my clit in circular movements pushing firming i feel my pussy walls clinching with desire, placing my other hand over my heaving breast I pinch my nipple hard, Evan would never do this he wasn't much of a foreplay man, more of a 1 minute wander, I was used to pleasuring myself and knew exactly what to do.
Closing my eyes I picture Alex these brown eyes, and rippling muscles turning me on I push two fingers deep inside my pussy thrusting them in and out whilst massaging my breast imagining that its Alex's hands on my body soft moans leave my lips getting louder as I up the tempo, feeling my orgasm growing I start to rim my anus with my pinkie, screaming as I start to shake the pleasure ripples though my body starting in my pussy and spreading out.