Megan poured herself a nice cool glass of lemonade from a pitcher that was on the patio table. Picking up a precut wedge of lemon she rested it on the edge of her tumbler. Luscious lips painted a soft sensuous shade of red puckered as she took a long refreshing sip. Boy, it was hot out! Walking over to the chaise lounge, Megan slipped off her heeled sandals and gingerly laid back to get comfortable. The wide brimmed hat that she wore to protect her face from the UV rays of the sun was slipped from her head and placed on the table next to her drink. Placing a hand over her brow to shade her eyes from the glare, Megan looked up and saw Bill trimming the bushes that bordered her yard giving her the privacy she preferred.
Her eyes traveled from his short hair to the smooth tanned back and arms that glistened with sweat. They continued down to the khaki shorts that were just tight enough to outline a nice firm set of buttocks. He had long lean legs that ended with his bare feet in a pair of sandals. Smiling to herself, she wondered what Bill was wearing under those shorts, briefs or boxers? She stared and stared but damned if she could not find the outline that would give his secret away.
Bill looked over at Megan and saw her checking him out as he trimmed her bushes. He could feel the heat of her gaze that easily outdid the sun on the hottest of days. She was one fine woman he thought and he always enjoyed it when it was the O'Brien's day for yard work. He lifted his arm and waved to her. Her return wave was a subtle curl of her fingers from the hand that still shaded her eyes.
Megan was happy that she was far enough away from Bill that he could not see the blush on her cheeks from being caught checking him out so thoroughly. Resting her head back, Meg picked up her book and began to read.
It was either the hot sun or the steamy love scene she had just read, she wasn't sure which, but it caused her to have such a hot flash that she decided to open a few buttons at the neck of her summer dress. Without being fully aware she did it, Meg opened her legs a little and lifted the hem of her dress to bare her legs. That's better. She picked up her book and began to read again.
From the other side of the yard, Bill had put down the hedge trimmer and glanced over at the lovely brunette as she was making herself more comfortable and was trying to cool off. He felt a bead of sweat trickle down his back but it was the prickling tingle of the hair on his balls that caused him to harden as he watched her. He could see that as she fussed about in the chair, her dress rose just a bit higher baring her legs more and more. Turning his back to her so he could adjust the change in his body to a more comfortable position, he moaned quietly as he imagined it was her hand touching him.
"Get back to work, Bill!" He scolded himself and bent down to pick up the trimmings that fell to the ground.
Megan looked up and saw that Bill had turned away from her and was busy picking up the trimmings. She recaptured the words she had just read in her book but this time the man was Bill and she was the woman. Looking at his tanned back, Megan allowed her mind to picture the scene again. Her eyes drifted shut as her mind strayed to the story excerpt she had read….
Bill stood next to Megan as she lay on her bed. His hand reached out and traced her full lips. It was not the touch of his finger nor was it the look of his handsome naked body; it was the sensuous passion filled gaze his eyes held when he looked deep into hers. While looking deep into her eyes, Bill allowed his hand to fall from her lips and continue to draw an invisible line down her chin. His large warm hand cupped her breast. His thumb flicked gently over her raised nipple, not only making it pucker and swell but it caused an electric bolt of passion streak from her breasts to her groin. Her head rolled across the pillow, back and forth as moans softly slipped from her lovely lips….
Megan's hand slid down her tummy and it cupped against the dampened panties beneath her dress that had ridden up even higher as she fantasized. Moans slipped softly from her lips just as they had in her dream. The sound surprised her and she opened her eyes, to see that Bill was no longer on the other side of the yard but right there at the end of her chair. He had a birds-eye view of her touching herself. Megan's eyes traveled down his body and rested on the proud bulge in those khaki shorts. Still touching herself as if her hand were glued to her panties, Megan tore her eyes away from his groin to look up into his eyes. If Bill were not already painfully aware that Megan was past the point of no return, he would have thought she was in pain. Her brow was wrinkled; her lovely eyes were glassy but the glaze did not hide the pleading look she offered Bill. Bill was not quite at the same point as Megan, so he was wary of touching her at this point; at least not with his hands, but his eyes were another matter.
Megan's eyes dropped down to his bulge again and returned quickly to his eyes and back silently pleading with him to join her. Without any hesitation, Bill slowly undid his shorts and slid his hand inside. As the material parted and fell to his feet, Megan could see why she could not tell if Bill was wearing boxers or briefs, he was wearing neither. Encouraged by his daring action, Megan was not about to be undone. Lifting her bottom from the lounge, she slipped her fingers into the waistband of her panties and slid them down her long tanned legs. Once they reached her ankles, she just used one foot to hook the dainty lace and tug it off and onto the patio not all that far from Bill's shorts. Lifting her dress just high enough to offer Bill the loveliest of views. She tantalized him even more by raising her knees and letting them drop open.
If it was possible Bill hardened even more. His own rough hand gripped his cock and was slowly stroking himself as his eyes feasted on the delectable morsel in front of him. He watched as her hand rested on her lightly haired pubis, and her lovely fingers cupped the shaven lips between her legs. The view of her lovely cunt was hidden by her fingers but to his immense relief not for long. Her fingers rose to that secret place all women have and men search for. Her knowing fingers pulled back the hood and out popped the prettiest pink bud. Her finger pressed on her clit hard, his eyes never strayed and he was rewarded with a glimpse of her shiny honey moistening her pretty nether lips as she played. Her mouth opened again and he saw her pink tongue slip out to slide along her dry lips moistening them too. Bill couldn't decide which pair of moist lips he wanted to feast his eyes on. Both had him mesmerized.
