Seeding the Lawn

The day was a hot late summer afternoon. He had spent most of the day working the lawn getting it ready for re seeding. It was hard work and he had been going hard at the job almost all day. The house was at the end of a long winding driveway. It was out of view from the highway and no one lived nearby. It was an older country home that was built long ago when craftsmanship was valued.

She was standing just inside the kitchen looking out the window. He was working out in the warm sun and had removed his shirt to keep cool. She was enjoying watching the way he moved in a rhythm getting the dirt ready for re seeding. The muscles of his back and arms could be seem moving under his skin. It was mesmerizing watching as sweat made him shine in the light of the day.

It was her home and he was a neighbor who she had known for some time. The job of re seeding was more than she could handle and his offer of help was a blessing to her. Money had always been hard to come by and she had had to pinch penny to get by from time to time. Still living in this house she was alone but never felt lonely. Her husband of many years had passed after a long illness and it had been hard on her to watch as he was slowly stolen from her. Still she valued her independence and had learned to be strong and kept her resolve hard to overcome what ever came her way.

He was working and humming a tune from his childhood. It was a little mindless something that helped him keep moving in rhythm pulling the rake and clearing out the old grass.Soon the old grass had been tilled and raked into a pile at the corner of the back yard.The dirt was cleaned and soft underfoot no rocks or roots.

He remembered back to his childhood when he would walk barefoot all summer. That was when he sat on the steps and pulled his shoes and socks off. It was something he had not done in years and it surprised himself that he did it. She was still watching through the window and when she saw him remove his shoes it triggered a memory for her from long ago.

The summers when she was growing up there were no swimming pools. Only creeks and ponds for relief from the summer heat. Sometimes she would go play in the water with her childhood friends. Usually doing it naked as her Mom did not want to have more clothes to wash. It was all in innocent fun and just seemed normal to be comfortable when playing. This man was one of those friends she had grown up with, sometimes playing down in the creek looking for tadpoles frogs or just fishing from the bank.

Looking at him now she had the realization that he was the closest friend she had. Oh she had other girlfriends she talked to but he was the closest and longest known boy she had as a friend. That let her look again with new eyes at him. It brought up feelings and emotions that has been down inside to the surface. Her face flushed and she could feel a longing to satisfy the needs she was neglecting for so long.

Going to the kitchen she opened the refrigerator and pulled out a tall pitcher of cold sweet tea. Filling two glasses with ice and placing them on a tray with a piece of cake freshly made the night before. As she went out the back door he looked up from his labor. He saw her and admired how she carried herself with confidence and could see that she had taken good care of herself over the years.

She was wearing a blue cotton dress that came to just above her knees. It was a light summer dress that fit loose letting the breeze move it easily. The neck line was down to below her breast. She had breast that were full and uplifting. They are nicely proportioned to her body size. Not too overpowering and quite natural. He could see that she was not restrained by a bra, letting them breath in the summer air.

She placed the tray on the wooden picnic table in the yard under the shade of a large oak tree. He walked over to where she was pouring the first glass of cold tea. The sweat was on his face was making little rivers of moisture as it ran through the dust on his skin.

She looked up at him and said "You are much too hot, Take a few minutes and cool off for a bit."

He said "You are right, I have been pushing to get this job finished but it is time for a little break. I don't remember the summers being this hot when we were growing up. I sure miss those times down at the swimming hole in the creek. Think those were the best times I had growing up. You and me would spend most of the summer exploring those rocks and trees. The cow pasture was our playground. Sure miss those times."

He looked into her face as she spoke, "I miss those times too. It was a great way to spend the summer, down at the creek. Bring the cows up for the evening milking everyday. It was a simple life and good times."

She gave him the glass of cold tea and while he drank it she came behind him.

"You have always been a good friend to me. I remember those times when you and I were little. I was a child then but now am a woman with the desire of something more. The desire to know you with nothing hidden between us."

He turned to look into her eyes. She was seeing him as more than a friend and he was feeling a stirring deep inside also. He used his hands to hold her face and said, "You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I know you as a child and now as a grown up. You are a complete woman and I desire more from you as well."

He held her face and brought his lips to her. Kissing lightly the fire in the two flowed like a flame growing in heat. The taste of her was sweet as he touched her tongue with his. She pulled him in wanting more. She used her hands to loosen the button of his pants letting free his manhood. She pulled them down and could see that he was aroused. He was a natural man and she could smell his musk which made him unique from any other.

He loosened the buttons on the front of her blue dress and reached down to the hem. Grasping each side of it in his hands and lifting it up and over her head. It turned inside out as it reveled the shape and curves of the woman it clothed. He saw the warm thighs and then the little blond tuft of hair at the intersection of her womanhood. He could see the hair trimmed short at the vulva. It framed the lips that were slightly open and moist from the arousal of being close to this man.

Then her breast were set free of the curtain covering them. They were full soft but firm with a round areola and nipple in the middle. They were perfect as they moved free. The shape of her body was a creation of beauty that he gazed upon with appreciation. He had seen women in magazines. They were perfect from airbrushing or computer manipulation. This woman was perfect without need of any enhancement. She had not thought herself beautiful, always seeing the mole or scare from some long ago accident. Always thinking she was too fat or wrinkled.

She said, "I know you were expecting a more beautiful body......"

He stopped her saying " You don't see it but you are the most beautiful woman in the world. You are that angel that I have wanted for so many years. May I explore you, all of you?"

She could see the love in his eyes. The tender man behind all the sweat and dust was what she had been looking for. "You may take me as you wish, if you will let me explore also."

He looked and could see the tears streaming down her face in a release of emotion and tension that had been held back for much too long.


Reaching around and holding him close. The heat of his body was being adsorbed by her. It was making them feel as one.

He saw the garden hose on the side of the well house. "If you don't mind. I need to wash off some of this dust."

The hose was on the ground and he turned the water on a little. Hooking it up on a limb of the oak tree. It let the water flow like a shower head. He was standing under the stream of refreshing water as she stood back letting her gaze drink him in. She has almost forgotten the pleasure that came from looking at a natural man's body. It was a gift from him that she accepted with appreciation. He was standing with his back to her. The shape of his back as it narrowed down at the waste. Water flowing over all of his curves down his butt and down his legs. She could see all of him as he turned and the view of his penis and scrotum turned her way. The penis was going small from the cool water. She could see that he kept himself smooth shaved down below. It was something she was not use to seeing on a man. He caught her eye and could see she was enjoying the chance to see the view that he was offering to her. It is always thought that it is only the men who want to see the opposite sex. Women also are visual creatures who appreciate the gift when offered in a natural setting.

She moved up to him letting the water flow over her as she reached around him. Holding him close the water was a natural cleansing. Freeing her from the dust and sweat from the hot day. He stepped back to take in the view of her. She raised her face into the flowing water. Letting it cool her body and taking away the stress of the day. Her breast was firm with her nipples coming erect. The water flowed around her curves, highlighting her butt as he watched as it go over her back and down the legs to the ground.

Joe