I left work about 15 minutes early so I could drop some things off at a friend?s house.

I knew he wasn?t going to be home, but his wife would be. That is probably why I wanted to drop it off when I did.

I pulled in right in front of the house and she was carefully pulling weeds from the flowerbed in the front of the house, and continued to do so as I walked up to her. She was wearing a very low cut white top and cut off black sweat pants.

I could definitely tell that she was not wearing a bra by the way her boobs moved around freely as she tugged away at the weeds.

As I got close to her I could see right down her top, her breasts looked so inviting. As she looked up at me, she caught me looking right down at her, into her shirt. She stood up and asked if I wanted something to drink. I accepted and she walked through the garage and into the kitchen. I took the iced tea and bluntly asked her if she always pulls weeds without a bra? She said sarcastically ?I knew you were coming?.

I told her if she really wanted to impress me she should have just been topless.

I couldn?t stop staring at her chest, I wanted to touch them, and I told her that. She started to walk away from me toward the garage. Oops, I guess I blew it. Once she entered the garage she hit the button to shut the door and said, ?you can touch them, but not in the house?. I wasted no time finishing my drink and followed her into the garage.

As the garage door closed she asked what I was waiting for and lifted her shirt up to her neck. I immediately reached out with both hands and cupped them, gently massaging her nipples between my thumb and index finger. I stopped long enough to finish taking her shirt off. She immediately covered her breasts with her hands as I leaned over and began to kiss her. It took her a few seconds before she started to kiss me back, but once she did our tongues were softly touching and I was getting completely aroused. I stopped for a moment and took a step back and turned her around so her back was toward me.

I started to kiss her neck and my hands were gently squeezing her tits.

I was grinding against her soft place, I know she felt my rock hard length through my jeans. My right hand began to move down her chest, over her stomach and onto her crotch. I rubbed her through her shorts with long hard strokes. This whole time her hands were moving around my arms and onto my head, softly touching me with her finger tips. I couldn?t wait any longer, so I drove my hand under her shorts, finding no underwear, only pubic hair and a soft wet softness.

I rubbed her softness with my whole hand until I could feel her getting wet. I inserted my middle finger into her tight warmth and began to move it in and out. Her left hand finally found its way to my crotch. She pushed against it through my jeans, making me want to cum right in my pants.

While I was fingering her soaked softness with my right hand, my left hand went from her tits to my belt. I quickly undid my belt, unsnapped my pants and pulled down my zipper. I could feel the wet spot in my underwear already. She was making me so hot, I wanted to play her right there in the garage. As I pulled my left hand away from my pants I inserted a second finger into her softness, making her moan with pleasure. Her left hand began to feel my length through my underwear and her right hand was pushing against my hand that was fingering her warmth. I pulled my hand out of her shorts and moved it to her back where I pushed it down underneath her underwear over her soft place cheeks until I found her wet spot again.

My thingy popped right out of the warmth in my underwear and she began to stroke it. I pulled her shorts down to her ankles and bent her over the handle of the lawnmower, spreading her legs more and more until I was able to shove three fingers in her softness.

I rammed them in and out making her scream with pleasure. Her softness was so wet, the juices were running down my hand.

She continued to stroke my big length until I spun her around and told her to suck my thingy.

She said no at first, but I could tell that she really wanted to, so I softly pushed her head down to my length and she began to toy it. She jerked me off while my thingy was going in and out of her mouth making me feel like I could cum right away. I so wanted to blast my load down her throat and watch her swallow it and beg for more, but I also wanted to play her, and play her hard. I wanted to watch as I shoved my thingy deep into her softness, so I picked her up and sat her on a table that was sitting in the corner. With her shorts still at her ankles and my pants around my knees, I rammed my length right in her, making her grunt and groan. I asked her how hard she wanted me to play her and I pushed her legs far apart so I could watch the penetration. She told me to play her as hard as I could and said ?shove your big length deeper into my tight softness?. She kept screaming ?play me harder, work my softness?. I was playing her so hard that my balls were banging off of her so hard that it started to hurt. I felt her tighten up and she screamed ?Oh playing yes? and had I could tell she was having one huge orgasm. Right when she finished I pulled my thingy out and began to jerk off right over her. She said ?cum on me, cum all over me?.

I wanted to cum all over her tits and rub it in with my thingy, but when I came it shot right into her face, over and over. She rubbed it all over her face and tits with her hand and toyed it off. She jumped off of the table and started to blow me again, sucking me dry. When I told her I was empty, she got up, pulled her shorts up, put her shirt back on and went into the house. I pulled up my pants and followed her in. I told her I better get home and she said that she had to finish her weeding. I noticed a spot of cum still on her chin, so I told her. She wiped it off with her finger and toyed her finger clean and said ?Next time, you can play me up the soft place?! I instantly got another hard on. She grabbed my length and said, ?It will be when you least expect it, but don?t ever ask?. I left the house, never looking back until I got into the car. When I looked at her, she looked at me and toyed her finger again, then waived goodbye.