Sexplorations - Episode 3 - Rita's Garden
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My name is John Hale. My wife Susan and I are a working couple, we don't have any children yet so our leisure time is just that. One of the hobbies we both enjoy is gardening. Our perennial flower garden has won several local awards. We have even conducted tours of the garden for some local clubs and enthusiasts.
That is how we met Rita. It turned out that Rita lived only a short distance away from us. Susan took to Rita right away, they both seemed to have the same sense of humor and looked at many things in the same way. Rita invited us over to her house to show us her garden. It was a nice layout, she had chosen a different group of plants as her main focus and her landscape was flatter than ours but it was very nice. We complemented her on it. That is how our friendship with Rita began.
There were times when my work needed an extra effort by me - I would often grab a quick bite at quitting time and then resume work. I didn't particularly like spending my evenings without Susan but we both knew that this was the time to push hard for our careers. She often would give Rita a call to 'cry on her shoulder' and they would spend a lot of time on the phone talking.
Eventually, they would plan ahead and one or the other would visit the other. Cooking for two is always better than eating alone. Rita had a real flair for cooking - she also had a working garden with lots of early fresh vegetables. I sometimes got a little envious when Susan described a delightful meal, especially when I compared it to my fast food. But I was glad that Susan had made a friend to help her with the times when I wasn't home.
Spring was almost over. My work project was on schedule, and was due to be wrapped up by the beginning of July. Susan and I began to plan a vacation around the Fourth - we were both looking forward to it. Our last vacation was just a week-ender, but it had been quite memorable. I pushed extra hard on the work and Susan spent more time at Rita's. Their green thumbs were eagerly working on Rita's gardens.
Due to my schedule, Susan and I caught up with each other while we were relaxing and listening to the stereo just before going to bed. Usually, this was a quiet time with just pleasant conversation. I was surprised one evening, however, when Susan was much more animated and eager to talk. I settled down and encouraged her to share her excitement with me.
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My name is Susan Turner. My husband, John Hale, was listening to me as I began to tell him what had happened today. I was sure our usually quiet time was going to be a little different tonight after I finished relating my story to him.
"Rita and I had an early dinner. It was so pleasant out that we decided to work some on her garden. She had been planning a major renovation to one section of her garden - she was going to make a rock garden where before there was only some lawn."
"Which spot did she finally choose?" John asked. "I remember her telling me about two possible locations. I was looking forward to helping her with the heavy work - she had gotten some real nice sized rocks for this."
"It was over to the left. We both missed your strong arms and back, but once we started working it really started to flow. Before we knew it, we had wrestled all of the major rocks and boulders over there. I felt tired but in a good, honest-work, kind of way. I looked at Rita, she was covered with dirt and sweat."
John said, "I'll bet you didn't look any different. But you look nice and clean now."
"Yes I am. Rita looked back at me and said, 'We're both ready for the showers. You first, while I make us some iced-tea.' That sounded great to me so I quickly headed in to her house."
"Halfway through my shower I heard Rita in the bathroom. 'I've got your cool tea here, come on and get it.' I finished up, shut off the shower and wrapped a towel around me as I stepped out. I was a little surprised when I found Rita, a cool glass in each hand, standing there without any clothes on. I wasn't really shocked, just a little surprised. I was also surprised at what good shape she was in, for a woman ten years older than me."
"I've always told you that I thought Rita was a fine-looking woman," John said. "Tell me what happened next."
"I took the glass she offered and took a long sip. I told her she ought to take her shower, I'd stay and keep her company. She said, 'Thanks, I'm looking forward to getting as clean as you.'"
"She stepped in and soon was lathering up. The sight of her nude body had made me think a little about sex, you know I hadn't had any female encounters since college. I was worried though about how she might react, I didn't want to spoil our friendship."
"We talked about the garden work, and what she needed to do to finish the rock garden. Gradually I brought you into the conversation. She said she felt envious of us (her marriage had ended in a divorce almost two years ago). I mentioned how you had expressed appreciation for her beauty. She accepted the complement easily, but did laugh a little nervously."
