The Gardener
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Confused Ramblings of a Gardener 1. History Julia put her pen down, leaned back in the kitchen chair and stretched her arms out. This exercise complete, she leaned forward once again, neatly folded the completed letter and slid it into an envelope with her completed job application and photos of her work. With a sigh, she addressed the envelope and put it on the side ready to post. A waste of time maybe, but Julia knew that she had to be honest. Archie made his weekly rounds of...
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SAMANTHA GARDENER "You think you're so smart and beautiful," she spat, "but inside you're as plain and stupid as the rest of us!" I took this as something of a compliment, ignoring the second half of her accusation, and brushed a lick of hair back off my face. "If you'll calm down," I said, "you'll realise that my decision is the only correct one." Samantha Gardener had tears down her fat cheeks, dying her eyes a vile red, horribly visible, even through her glasses. She ran her...
77 Her mother’s gardener.I was just finishing my breakfast, sat mopping my plate of the last of the egg-yolk when my wife Margaret suggested that while we were out we ‘popped in’ to visit her mum. Not one of my favourite occupations visiting and I spluttered a bit but knew if she wanted to ‘pop in’ then pop in pop in is what we would be doing, my life would be less happy if we didn’t, all husbands know that ‘a suggestion by the wife’ is actually a plan set in concrete in most regular...
Bailey surveyed the landscape he had tended for some 37 years. He had wandered into the Henderson Estate, a s*******n year old black k** going nowhere in particular, and asked for a job. Mr. Henderson put him to work with old Rawlings, the gardener, and the rest, as they say, is history.When Rawlings retired, Bailey just carried on by himself. He discovered he had a natural talent for, 'things natural.' He loved working the soil and seeing the results of his hard labour in flower blossoms from...
It started off as a shopping trip. The weekend weather was due to be amazing and we had no commitments. Let's make a weekend of it and book a hotel, she said. The leisurely stroll round the shops turned into a few drinks and a bite to eat. It was time to book into the hotel before we got toowasted to remember anything. The hotel was smart, the room big and being on the ground floor we had patio doors leading onto a small paved area and into the well stocked gardens. We decided to grab an...
Bailey surveyed the landscape he had tended for some 37 years. He had wandered into the Henderson Estate, a 18 year old black kid going nowhere in particular, and asked for a job. Mr. Henderson put him to work with old Rawlings, the gardener, and the rest, as they say, is history. When Rawlings retired, Bailey just carried on by himself. He discovered he had a natural talent for, ‘things natural.’ He loved working the soil and seeing the results of his hard labour in flower blossoms from early...
InterracialThursday, May 2006, U Penn Campus, Philly She was on all fours as her hands worked the rich soil, and her rear end, clad in tight, green cotton chinos, seemed to be trying to wave at me as she inched her way down the flower bed directly across the lawn from my bench. I was sitting in one of my favorite spots on campus, a small green space shoehorned between Brown Hall, home to the Philosophy Department and my book lined office, and the newer and more regal Kennedy Building, home of the now...
The Naked Gardener by captv8tdChapter 1Kathleen Collins stabbed the trowel into the dirt again to get rid of another weed. She had been working on her garden for most of the afternoon and she was almost finished with what she had set out to do for the day. After evicting that weed from the bed, she stood up and walked over to the table to drink some lemonade.?Not bad,? she said aloud to nobody as she surveyed the beds. They were shaping up nicely thanks to her many hours of work on them. ...
Lindsey and Martin had been in a relationship for five years. They were both in their late twenties and equally successful. Lindsey was a human resources lawyer and Martin an accountant.Four years before they had decided to cohabit in Martin’s home for two reasons; Firstly, Martin had a magnificent garden and secondly, because Martin worked from home, he already had a well laid out office to suit his needs. Lindsey, whose home needed a great deal of TLC at that time, was therefore happy to sell...
Gay MaleI'm home from college for what feels like the first time in years. The house hasn't changed much in my absence, it's still huge, still empty and still quiet. Last year my mum got married again, for the third time. I've only met this husband a couple of times and I intend to keep it that way. I know he only married her for her money, he doesn't hide it well and I'm not even sure he tries. I've been back a week and have managed to avoid them, it's rather easy in a huge house. I'm holed up in my...
Straight SexI arrived home very early that summer afternoon.The day was very hot, almost torrid, so I guessed my sweet wife would be outside at the pool in the back yard.As I walked in the kitchen, I saw a commotion outside the window. In the distance, I saw Anita and our old gardener, Pedro. He was a very huge and tall man, skinny, but a bit muscled.This bastard Latin man was doing more than just talking to Ana.My little wife was kicking into the air and screaming, while the dark skinned gardener was...
I am Sandhya and I am doing my college in bangalore. In holidays I usually visit my parents in hyderabad. This incident took place last year which I remember very much. Before going to start the story I want to tell about my self. I am a very innocent girl. Before this incident I did not know about any sex activity but used to see some porn pic from my friends. My sizes are 32-28-30 When I was home for my holidays last year,with out informing my parents to give them a surprise,they gave a...
Once upon a time there was a landscape gardener. We could call him Al but I'll stick to Federico for now. Federico lived back in the days with fashions such as black dots on ladies’ cheeks, powdered wigs complete with bugs as well as bad teeth indeed as they we’re looked after with chalk, mercury or what have you from the crazy ailment department down the corner shop pharmacist… well, these aesthetic standards were the thing among the noble gents and ladies in 18th Century France before the...
| by Gretchen |Once upon a time in France there was a landscape gardener. We could call him Al but I'll stick to Federico for now, I guess. Federico lived back in the days when black dots on ladies’ cheeks, powdered wigs complete with bugs as well as bad teeth indeed as they we’re looked after with chalk, mercury or what have you from the crazy ailment department down the corner shop pharmacist… these aesthetic standards were simply the shizzle among the nobility in the years before the...
A good friend of mine was going out of town for a month and she asked me if I would stop by her house every few days to get the mail and check on it. I didn't even hesitate in answering because she had such a lovely house. I loved to hang out in her garden as well. Saturday morning found me, coffee in hand, looking out at her garden and wondering how she could leave it for a whole month. I also wondered how it looked so good even though she wasn't there. I opened the back door and slipped...
Mum an Dad had split up and dad left he told it was because mum was fucking someone , but on the up side i got a lot of money as dad was very rich an he told me to get my own place an have some fun for a few years (as i was only 19) an then call him for a job if i wanted one . so that's what i did a nice house with a garden an a pool , a nice car an a sexy little blond teenage girl called Lisa .Lisa was 17 an just out of school, about 5ft 2" tall she was slim but had a nice full bubble butt an...
OK then, Patricki-mou, you wanted a story. I've fixed my computer, so here it is.After years of looking at my garden, I have finally decided to get the lawn replaced. It is going to have to be dug up and completely re-turfed. I don't do jobs like this, of course; I get helpful little men in to do it.My neighbour, Peter, has a friend who is a landscape gardener, so I have asked him to give me the number of the firm.I am quite surprised by the voice which answered my call. It is deep, and quite...
'Stroking his hand up the inside of her thigh, gently touching the moistness through her panties, he could feel his erection starting to push through his pants. She moved her legs apart and felt his finger part her pussy lips through her silk panties. Gently he pushed her panties aside and slid his finger into her hot wet pussy, she gasped as it penetrated her wetness.' This was making me horny sat in the garden in my summer dress. Without knickers reading a steamy novel, I looked around and...
MasturbationRamu was cleaning the parking corridor with the wood broom as his sahab Anant was leaving for the office. Ramu is the gardener for Mr Anant Patil for 8 years now. Ramu basically is from Bihar but he has been in Baroda for quite a long time now. He is married and has 3 c***dren back at home but he has chosen to stay alone in Baorda. (and you will soon know why he did do.)As the car disappeared Mamta came out in balcony and signed Ramu to come upstairs. Mamta is Anant’s wife who has been sleeping...
Course 8 / Day 6: Course Progress Meeting Participant Notes: Fifty Jo: Time for Fifty to start getting involved in some outdoor activities and help with preparations for the garden party. Jenny's Recollections I am waking up early and feeling refreshed these days. I guess the (very) regular hours with nothing in the way of normal household or occupational responsibilities must be good for me, and but today it's rather before the usual time (as far as I can tell) when the shutter goes...
S called for me to come outside. When I got out back she was standing there with 2 other women. One around 40 the other looked like she was 15 maybe. I found out later she was actually 20 years old. Both women were short but the younger one was put together so well I felt my eyes staring and my cock twitching! She had on hip hugger slacks and a mid drift blouse that really showed her nice round breasts pushing out against the material so tight, I could see her nipples. She was short, maybe 5...
EroticOn a lovely hot summers day while I'm upstairs I go into your bedside drawer and pull out your toy bag for a surprise bit of fun. As I come downstairs I hear you chatting and find you sat chatting to someone at the French doors. It's so hot you're sweltering in your shorts & bikini top, the patio doors wide open and the guy eyeing you up and down behind his sunnies. I can see a bulge in his shorts as I come into the living room. You tell me he's looking for work and wondered if we needed...
Cousin's blackmailed by gardenerThis incident happened long back when we had been to our grandparents place for our summer vacation. I was u******ed so I can’t tell my age. My mom’s younger sister too had come with her husband and her daughter Nisha who was 3 years younger than me, they had arrived a week before us. I was happy that I got company to play with the toys.One day, after breakfast, Nisha and myself were playing in the courtyard and suddenly Nisha with a mischievous smile on her face...
My name is Mary.I was nearly eighteen and had been going out with this lad for over four moths. His name is Dick. His parents were very wealthy and he was nearly 21 and had a fantastic sports car with an open top. We would spend many hours in his car touching each other up and kissing, but we never got down to actual fucking. Not that I didn't want to, but he didn't want to risk it. Shortly after my 18th birthday, Dick announced that his folks were going away for a two week holiday. My heart...
Liza came back home from the hostel after the school is closed after the final exam. She got a great relief and was just running around the rooms to familiarize herself with the new atmosphere. Her parents left for work and her mother told her that her breakfast and lunch is kept on the dining table and she has to help herself.Liza has to take bath leisurely and take her breakfast. She was just 18 and possessed very well formed body. She was beautiful and she was not able to apply make up when...
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She adjusted her earrings he had brought home from his travel to Japan. The reflection of the mirror proved her majestic features to be very well emphasized by the black Armani ball gown she had bought just for this evening. Once again, she was forced by the unwritten laws and codes of the Swiss high society to play the happy wife of her successful husband. She was already horrified to meet all these hypocrites who pretended to be friendly and kind. But somewhere deep in their heart everyone...
AnalSon watches as mom gets used. I arrived home very early from my summer job. I had been home from college for a couple days, and that meant I could have a relaxing day. I had read my work schedule wrong and I wasn’t supposed to work that day. ‘Fine by me,’ I thought as I u-turned for home. As I walked in the kitchen, I saw a commotion outside the kitchen window. In the distance, I saw my mom and our Mexican gardener, Luis. Luis was a tall, rugged looking man. At least 6’4” with a husky build....
Son watches as mom gets used.I arrived home very early from my summer job. I had been home from college for a couple days, and that meant I could have a relaxing day. I had read my work schedule wrong and I wasn't supposed to work that day. 'Fine by me,' I thought as I u-turned for home. As I walked in the kitchen, I saw a commotion outside the kitchen window. In the distance, I saw my mom and our Mexican gardener, Luis. Luis was a tall, rugged looking man. At least 6'4'' with a husky build....
I arrived home from work at around the usual time, six thirty. The gardener’s pick up truck is parked on the driveway, meaning I had to park my Peugeot in the street. The noise coming from upstairs made it obvious that Rick our Aussie gardener was doing a spot of indoor gardening, planting his trowel in my mothers seed box! I slammed the front door as I went in, sidestepped a pair of dungarees on the floor, kicked one of a pair of boots in the doorway and shut myself in the kitchen.My mother is...
Straight SexWhen living in Savannah we rented a nice house with a small back yard garden. One day my hubby told me he had hired a lawn man. He would come later to see the job and estimate the price.The guy came in the afternoon; when I was home alone. I showed the back yard and he said he would come in two days. I liked the guy. He was a tall black man about my age, well toned and muscled. His name was Freddie.When he said goodbye, I noticed he was fixing the front of his pants with his hand in the...
I arrived home from work at around the usual time, six thirty. The gardener’s pick up truck is parked on the driveway, meaning I had to park my Peugeot in the street. The noise coming from upstairs made it obvious that Rick our Aussie gardener was doing a spot of indoor gardening, planting his trowel in my mothers seed box! I slammed the front door as I went in, sidestepped a pair of dungarees on the floor, kicked one of a pair of boots in the doorway and shut myself in the kitchen. My mother...
Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...
IncestMother Ethel always enjoyed the short walk to the train station. It was beautiful Autumnal morning and Mother Ethel took the opportunity to walk to the train station as she knew that she had a very busy day ahead. Those that saw Mother Ethel along the way bowed reverently,they knew that Mother Ethel was a Nun of the Monastery of Repentance and when a Nun or a Monk walked past it was polite to bow, for many knew what the Nun's and Monk's of the Monastery were capable of. As Mother Ethel strolled...
Dot, Dorothea, and Dick Chapter One Dear sister: I found this letter among some others, scrolled up and tied with purple ribbon, in a chest belonging to our great grandfather. The name Charles has belonged to several in our family line, but I believe I know the one who received and saved this letter, and kept it preserved for so many years. I believe the letter speaks for itself, so I will now offer it up to you. Dearest Charles: I hope this missive finds you in such good...
Our Last Day of School. I can’t believe it. This is my last day of school, I thought, not sure how I felt now that the long awaited day was here. Stepping out into the beautiful sunny afternoon, heading toward the group of waiting yellow school buses I breathed a sigh of relief. I was glad school was finished. Throughout High School like a ship at sea, I had plotted my course, studying hard. However, the Scholarship that many felt I had rightfully won had somehow ended up going to one of...
“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...
My Golden Summer with Blythe – Part 2 Josh’s childhood dream girl visits him in San Francisco. The Return of Blythe Coming from a small farming community, San Francisco proved to be everything Josh had ever imagined – and then some. He loved the freewheeling atmosphere – the friendliness – in short, he fell in love with the city by the Bay. Because of early retirements, and dedication to his work, he had advanced much quicker than he had ever expected. Arriving at his chic little Apartment...
Uther By Ellie Dauber (c) 2006 Introduction According to the legends of King Arthur, Merlin changed Uther Pendragon into a double for Duke Gorlois, so he could spend the night with Ygraine, the Duke's wife. Ygraine and Gorlois had three daughters: Elaine, Morgause, and Morgan le Faye. During their time together, Ygraine became pregnant with the child who was to become King Arthur. Uther's men killed Gorlois that same night. This is my TG (of course) version of what...
Chapter 11: Althea, the School Girl The infernal screeching of the alarm clock awoke Cal from his reverie. He had been up for about a half-hour, but he had only been lying in bed next to the love of his life. Althea's arms were still clutched about him as he stealthily clicked the snooze button, assuming that it was six o' five in the morning, his usual waking time during the school week. He had been thinking long and hard about the previous two nights. Evan... what have you become? He...
edited by Master Ken Wednesday, September 4th, 2013 "Hi, I am Miss Blythe," I said to my class, writing my name on the whiteboard with a red dry-erase marker. "I will be your World History teacher." It was the first day of the new school year and, as I launched into the course syllabus, my thoughts kept drifting to that day in June at the end of the last term, when my Living God, the Holy Mark Glassner, walked into this very classroom and changed my very outlook on life. I didn't know...
The the wind howled around the quayside as I stepped onto terra firma for the first time in weeks, the wind threw sharp shards of ice to sting our faces as we looked up at the sails as they were finally furled and stowed as our captain grinned at our discomfiture, "Au revoir!" he joked as if he knew we should soon be recalled. Those such as were left, and we were few enough, I shuddered. My best uniform packed securely in my Valise, awaited me, and just a few more duties before I...
It is a Friday evening in the dry season, and a group of former classmates is in the garden of a bar in a quiet, prosperous village in Onitsha. Former classmates, but not by much. These young people finished school about a month ago and are in that odd dry season limbo that precedes the onset of the rest of their lives, in the form of work or University (or, indeed, unemployment). One of the group, a handsome but rather diffident boy called Uche, is explaining his plans for the rest of the...
As he approached one of the hall's long mirrors he stopped to inspect himself. It was a familiar sight, the flowing, billowy French maid outfit surrounding his body. His arms and legs were outlined in silky, white stockings and arm-gloves. He wore pearl earrings and the lacy white collar around his neck was adorned with a beautiful pendant. It was a gift from mother that he wore every day, without fail. Jon's painted red lips and neatly applied eyeliner and blush were evidence that he was...
PREFACE:There are no sex acts in the story but the patient does have an orgasm as a result of the Ther****t’s physical examination. Part 1 is the Sex Therapy appointment from the patient’s point of view and part 2 is the same examination seen through the eyes of the Ther****t. I don’t think it matters which one you read first.I hope you enjoy it and will let me know what you think in any...
I’m Anne a 36 year old housewife, married for 14 years. Just after we married we lived in a quiet suburban area near York. This story is about what happened just after I married my husband Eddie. I was only 23 and at the time I had shoulder length blonde hair, a good figure with 34DD boobs which looked even bigger because of my slim waist.After six months of marriage I lost my job and Eddie suggested I take a break from working and stay home for a while before looking for another job, which I...
Katherine stepped into her elegant living room and took a book from the shelf. She sat in a plush lounge chair, specifically selecting a chair in the back corner of the room next to an old dumbwaiter that was once used to ferry delicious meals from the downstairs kitchen to the dining room table. She planned to read the book for a short while, but she already knew her attention would soon be diverted. Tonight the dumbwaiter would once again be placed into service, except this time it would be...
‘Earl!’ Van sighed as his two year old yellow lab took off into the woods behind his house. His constant companion was usually obedient, but with all the wonderful sights and smells surrounding their new home in the country, Earl had become a challenge the last couple weeks. He wanted to believe the dog would eventually find his own way back home, but that nagging doubt led him to tromp off into the woods after him. In the thick brush, he soon lost sight of the dog, but by pausing every...
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I am Tristan, I am fit and athletic and help out doing gardening which I love. Like Mary I had a disturbed upbringing and with Mum getting divorced again I see things changing again, my stepdad is weird though so maybe it’s for the good. I am very close to my Mum and Mary. I am looking forward to working in Frank’s garden.I first got to like gardening a couple of years ago when one of Mums friends wanted some help, she was a widow who was in her late 40’s and wanted her grass cut each week, it...