Her legs were long and tan.Her legs were long and tan. The kind of legs that go on forever. She had dark curly hair that cascaded past her shoulders. Her round, firm ass rippled when she moved as though it had a life of its' own. She looked like walking sex, and I knew that I wouldn't be satisfied until I was lying between those golden thighs. It was a real killer of a day, about 90 degrees, and humid. I had been working in old Mrs. Harrisons' garden all morning when I decided to take a walk and relax for a while. I have my own landscaping business so nobody tells me when I can, or can't take a break. That's the way I like it. I guess I was a little sweaty, and alot dirty, but I really needed a breather before going back to work. I spotted her just as I entered the park. She was about ten yards ahead of me, and I increased my stride to catch up with her. As I closed the gap between us, I was able to get a better look at her. She had a soft sensual mouth, and great big hazel eyes. Her full breasts pushed against the thin fabric of her blouse, and I could see the outline of her hard nipples. Nice! Real nice. She glanced at me, and I gave her one of my best smiles. I've been told I'm kind of good looking in a rugged sort of way, and I just hoped she liked the earthy type. Well, like I said, I was pretty grimy from working in that garden all morning, but somehow it didn't seem to matter to her. She stopped walking and smiled back at me. "Hello, I'm Rhonda Banks." She said, extending her hand. Her voice was like velvet. "I've seen you in the neigborhood before. You're from Eddie's Landscaping aren't you?" I took her outstreached hand in mine. She had long cool fingers, and her touch seemed electric. I felt my pulse quicken. "That's right," I said, "I'm Ed Landon" We stood there for a minute, and I could feel the sparks fly between us. Then she stepped a little closer, and looked right into my eyes. When she spoke again, her voice had a breathless little catch to it. "I feel like a nice cool shower," she said, "why don't you come home and join me?" She didn't have to ask me twice. We walked to a well-kept building right around the corner from where I'd been working. |