My Business Skype flashed up one new message at 9am. All it said was, “Garden?”
That’s all it took. The magic word. We both knew what it meant. It meant that we were going to fuck in the nearby gardens today. Ella and I had been doing this forbidden dance for a while at this point.. A workplace affair.
By 10am, I’d helped her with a spreadsheet problem and caressed her leg under the desk. 10:30am she’d wheeled her chair over to my desk and squeezed my cock for several minutes whilst I was on the phone. Come 11am, we’d made out in the empty kitchen, I’d snuck my fingers under her tights and inside her briefly and by midday she’d sucked my fingers to make sure they still had her taste on them.
As soon as lunch arrived, we were both out of the door and literally down the garden path, to a quiet spot away from everyone. Our spot.
It never took long from here. Morning build ups were always intense. Quickly her knickers were down by her ankles and my fingers inside her again, finishing off what I’d started earlier. Once she’d drenched my hand, my shirt was untucked and trousers were undone, allowing her to take my cock in her mouth, as far as she could.
When she was finished, she sat me down on the garden wall and sat on me, facing away. I watched her perfect bubble butt bounce up and down my cock until we were both cumming. She’s still the most beautiful girl, both inside and out, that I’ve ever known.
Ella and I had “lunch” together almost every day.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/srjsy2/the_garden_mf