Late Spring Day Working My Flower

The weather was quite warm on a particular Saturday. While it was late spring it felt like summer. My husband of 12 years and I have one daughter who on this particular weekend was on a weekend outing with our church youth group.

Normally we reserve our intimate moments to late night in our bedroom. We enjoy an active love life. While we both work neither of our jobs require strenuous activity. I do a lot of walking to stay in shape; my husband and I are quite active. We do a lot of outdoor activities like hiking, some bicycling, boating (small boat), etc.

We live in a wooded area that has some houses but not very close. During the winter when the leaves are off you can see a couple of neighbors several hundred feet away, but during the summer it is impossible. We also have a nice out building that I put my pots and soil mixtures in and garden tools. To the left side is a nice workbench. We also put an old dining room table in there to use as a sit down work table when we do painting, potting, etc.

Well this particular day I had decided to get some potting done. There was some cleaning up about the back patio area and such. I also decided to go ahead and start putting some plant out. Because I got a late start and knowing it was going to be warm I put on a pair of short jean cutoffs with a printed halter top that I don’t wear very often, no bra of course, and sneakers.

I came in for some lunch and my husband walked in to the kitchen and just stopped. I saw his eyes roam over my body looking at my breasts and my legs and back. I turned to wash my hands in the sink with a smile knowing that he was still looking at me. I really made me feel good that I could attract my husband’s attention.

We had some normal small talk while we had lunch. It must have been something about the weather or maybe the halter top but I kept catching him really looking me over. It definitely put me in a good and playful mood and I decided to flirt with him.

I knew I had to get back to work and finish what I was doing so after about 40 minutes of picking on each other I decided to head back to work. He gave me a big hug and a very passionate kiss. I didn’t want to go back and so we just stood there for a little while and kissed each other passionately. Wow, that doesn’t happen very often. I could feel that he was getting quite excited, and it kind of made me excited as well.

After about an hour I was finishing up by hosing down the plants and the back patio. It really looked nice and I was pretty proud of myself. My husband came out and complimented me on the work. He then stood next to me and squeezed me and looked into my eyes, I looked away at the plants and noticed that he was still looking at me but not my face. Yes, his little squeeze gave him quite an eye full, and he was enjoying every bit of it. I looked back at him with a grin knowing what he was doing. He didn’t seem to care and just kept looking at my breasts. I looked down and realized he could see a lot more than I thought. When I looked back up he had the grin on his face.

I told him I needed to put a few things away and then I needed to take a shower. As I walked back to the shed, I noticed that he was looking at me the whole time. Now I was thinking that tonight was going to be a good night.

About 10 minutes later my husband was standing at the door of the shed. When I looked up he had this grin on his face that meant that he was up to something. I noticed that he was excited by the bulge in his pants. And yes it did excite me as well. He walked in, didn’t say anything. He just walked right up to me grabbed my wrists and took off my gloves and gave me a big kiss. It may have been a while but his hands were all over my back, shoulders and my back side. He would squeeze my butt and pull me into him so that there was no way I didn’t know he was excited.

I started to laugh and asked what got him all excited. He said “you!” I said that maybe we could enjoy ourselves later tonight and he said why wait until then. And to my suprise with that he untied my halter top and then pulled the whole thing off of me. Now I am still in his arms but I am naked from the waist up. We have never done anything like this before. I look up to him in surprise as he releases me with his one arm and kisses me again while starting to fondle me. I don’t know what made that so electrifying but wow was I excited. He really started to turn me on.

I started to lose track of time but before I knew it my shorts and underwear were on the floor and here I was naked in the arms and hands of my very loving husband, in the middle of the day out back in our shed. It wasn’t long and I really wanted this guy. It was so exciting.

I wanted to go into the house like normal but knew I couldn’t in my current state. But I wanted him and started to undo his buttons. He stopped me and started kissing me all over concentrating on my breasts. I thought I was going to explode. He put a clean rag (an old t-shirt) on the work bench and then lifted me onto it. I wasn’t sure what he was doing my breasts were just at the right height. So I leaned in to him and sure enough he started to devour one while messaging the other. I didn’t realize that he had pulled me to him and almost off of the bench.

After a while he kissed me on the lips again and his hands wandered between my legs which were stretched wide because he had pulled me to him. Oh, wow! He was so gentle and knew just what to do. I was starting to breathe heavier and yes he started a trail of kisses south. When he reached my honey pot all I could do was put my hands in his hair, my feet on his back, close my eyes and enjoy it.

Then he picked me up and found out that the dining room table that we put in the shed had a much more intimate purpose. I don’t know if it was planned or just happened but in a short time I was making a lot of noise and we were both working up a sweat.

When we were done, I got off the table and said I had better go inside and take that shower. I picked up my clothes and he grabbed them from me and said that I wouldn’t been needing them. Then he grabbed my around the shoulder and started walking me out the door to the house, naked! Yes, he had managed to pull his pant back up. I was so excited and scared walking back to the house without any clothes on, but he felt so good next to me.

Needless to say, even after my shower I didn’t need my clothes for the rest of the day and night. We had locked the door with the chain as well and while I had a robe nearby I was encouraged to remain naked, excited and often satisfied.

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