'It's a lovely spring day isn't it.'
'Yes it is' I replied. Hi there my name is Derek, I am married with one child and 32 years of age. My life is how shall I put it mundane, I have a job as a landscape gardener, live in a terraced house in a small village miles away from the nearest major city.
My marriage is okay we have sex occasionally about once every two weeks nothing spectacular. It was better before my wife became pregnant, about two to three times a week but since having the baby my wife seems to have a lower sex drive.
Anyway, today I am off to do some gardening for an old family friend. When I say old family friend I mean old. She's 58 and now lives alone about 10 miles away in a small town. Her name is Wendy. I remember the times when my family and their family visited. Her husband who died 3 years ago was good friends with my family and I happened to get along with their children.
Wendy seemed to like me. She would always smile when she saw me. Later on in my teens she would occasionally ask if I was popular with girls since she thought I was quite handsome looking. As for my thoughts on Wendy, I always thought she was pretty but not in a sexual way. The last time I saw Wendy was about 2 years ago at one of her daughter's wedding. I set off to Wendy's house, after going through one country road after another, after 25 minutes I had arrived at Wendys house.
Once I got out of the car, I headed for the door. Her house was a quaint semi detached house that was built in the 1930s. To the left of the driveway there were several garden gnomes on the grass which were in various poses. One of them was in an upright position holding a spade, another was lying on the grass with a pipe whilst another looked as if it was staring at me. I rang the doorbell, a little while later someone came and opened the front door. It was Wendy.
'Oh hello there how nice to see you' she replied joyously.
Wendy was about 5 foot 8, was medium sized and was big breasted, around a D cup I would guess. She was wearing a flat pair of shoes, with black opaque stockings, a skirt just below her knees and a blue blouse which was a bit tight around her breasts. As well as this she wore some makeup particularly lipstick.
'So how is everything?' I said.
'Oh things are going okay, but I do have things that need to be done around the house, it's a bit quiet ever since Jack died' she said.
'It must be hard to cope, do any of your offspring ever visit?'
'Oh not really, not very often. Which is a shame as I could do with some company' she said disappointingly.
Well I'll get started with the gardening,' I said.
I then got my gardening equipment ready and got to work. After a few hours later I had finished. I was about to set off home when Wendy then said,
oh please stay a little while why don't you.' At least have tea and biscuits.'
I thought, to myself why not, 'okay then, I'll just go wash my hands.'
As we had tea and biscuits, Wendy talked about how things were since her husband died and how she hasn't seen her offspring as often as she would like. She then asked about me. I told her that things were okay nothing out of the ordinary and that since having the child the marriage has gotten somewhat stale. We talked for an hour. I then decided that I had to go, so I said my goodbyes to Wendy.
Wendy was a little disappointed but she understood that I had other errands to run. As I was saying my goodbyes, Wendy came up close to me and held her arms around me and said thanks for taking the time to talk to me. She held her arms round me so tight that her body especially her breasts pressed against mine, then she gave me kiss on the lips and then one on the cheek. When she let go, I was completely blushing and she just laughed.
'Oh come on it wasn't much and after all your wife isn't going to find out Wendy said with a sexy smile.
As I have said before I didn't see Wendy in a sexual but I was beginning to wonder if she viewed me in a sexy manner.
A couple of days later I got a phone call from Wendy saying that she would like me to do some odd jobs around the house. At first I was reluctant to do so but since my wife was going to be at a friends house I thought why not? A couple of days later I was driving to her house. As I got out of the car and walked towards the front door the garden gnomes seemed like they were staring at me, was it me or were they actually alive? I rang the doorbell. A few moments later Wendy opened the door. Once she opened the door I must say I was a bit surprised.
Wendy was wearing black high heels with black nylon stockings a tight leather mini skirt, on her torso she was wearing a tight red blouse that showed the shape of her large D cup breasts. As for makeup she had bright red lipstick. I must admit that I was rather turned on by her appearance. I could feel my penis beginning to get hard and my body felt slightly shaken.
'Oh its good to see you' said Wendy.
As she said this she took her arms around me and hugged me tight. As she hugged me I could feel my body tense up and my penis get increasingly harder. Her breasts were pressing hard on me. She then kissed me on the cheek and then gave me a kiss on the lips which lasted around two seconds. Then she invited me in her house.