1. The Gardener


    Date: 8/1/2016, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: ReaperTess1, Rating: 12, Source: LushStories

    I'm home from college for what feels like the first time in years. The house hasn't changed much in my absence, it's still huge, still empty and still quiet. Last year my mum got married again, for the third time. I've only met this husband a couple of times and I intend to keep it that way. I know he only married her for her money, he doesn't hide it well and I'm not even sure he tries. I've been back a week and have managed to avoid them, it's rather easy in a huge house. I'm holed up in my bedroom trying to study. When I return to college I have exams to sit. I'm third year law so the work is extra heavy. The noise of the lawn mower outside is distracting so I get up to close the window. Once there, I happen to look down and notice that we have a new gardener. I should have guessed with the way the garden looks, it's never looked better, and to be honest the new gardener is pretty easy on the eye. He looks fairly tall, has dark messy hair and some very impressive muscles. I get a good look because he's topless and I watch as they ripple and glisten in the sunlight. I stand and watch him as he walks up and down the lawn, getting more and more impressed with him as time goes by. When he suddenly stops and looks up in my direction I jump back from the window like a guilty teenager! I laugh at myself and peer through the window again. He is back to mowing again and I sigh at the way his back muscles move. I decide I want a closer look. I change into my bikini and head down the ...
    stairs. I cut through the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of water on my way, and ease out the back door. In front of me is the pool and next to it, and more importantly in line with the lawn, are the sun loungers. I walk to the one closest to the side of the house and sit down. Sliding my sunglasses on I ease back on the lounger and pretend to sunbathe. My complete focus is on the man pushing the lawn mower. He's an even more impressive specimen now that I'm closer. He is indeed tall and the denims he is wearing are molded to his ass so finely that it's like they were made especially for him. I watch as his ass sways away from me, my heartbeat seeming to thump with every twitch of his cheeks. My belly flips as a familiar sensation rolls over me making me realize that watching this man is turning me on! When he turns and heads back in my direction my heartbeat races faster. His body is like a gift from the gods and the way it shines with sweat only makes it more appealing. I slide my glasses to the top of my head and fix my eyes on his impressive torso. I don't really care if he sees me watching him, in fact: I hope he does. My body tingles as he gets closer and when his eyes rise up and lock with mine, my breath catches in my throat. He slows his pace as he watches me watching him. I hold the eye contact for as long as I can before my eyes win out and lower to run over his body. To stop him from turning away I hold up the bottle of water I brought with me and offer it to him. He ...
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