In my profile I mention having sex with a lady in her husband's garden shed. This is how it happened. I was doing some carpentry in their house, building a set of cupboards in the kitchen. It was a summer weekend, so he was home, doing odd jobs outside while I worked inside.

The lady of the house was a slim brunette with smallish breasts and a beautiful, tight little bum at the top of her shapely legs. She was wearing tight shorts and a small top, and as she moved about her kitchen I was having trouble keeping my eyes and my mind on what I was supposed to be doing. After about an hour I picked up a chisel to cut a groove in a piece of timber, but the chisel had a nick in it and I wanted to sharpen it. I didn't have an oil-stone with me so asked the lady if her husband had one. She said there might be one in the shed, and she would come out and help me find it. As we went outside her husband started his lawn mower.We entered the shed and she surprised me by shutting the door behind us, but I was already looking for the oil-stone and disn't think too much about the door. I turned around to see her bent over, searching among items on a low shelf. The sight of that lovely bum almost bursting out of her shorts took my breath away, and it was obvious that she wore nothing beneath her shorts and that her softness was shaved. Just to let her know I appreciated the free show, I said, "Don't point that thing at me if you're not going to use it." She stood up and turned around with a cheeky grin on her face, saying "Who says I'm not?" At the same time she moved towards me and pressed herself against me, one hand caressing my butt while the other went between my thighs and fondled my balls through my shorts.

My length wasn't slow to respond and my hands soon found their way to her boobs and that shapely bottom.

We were in a race to see who could remove the other's shorts quicker, and it was me who ended up bare-arsed first, as she sank to her knees and tounged my shaft while her fingers played around my scrotum.She was very good at sucking length but I wanted to see more of that shaved softness so as she protested I gently removed my weapon from her warm mouth and lifted her to her feet before removing her shorts. I opened an old newspaper on the workbench and gestured for her to sit on it, which she was only too happy to do. She leaned back against the wall and spread her legs wide, placing her feet on top of the bench. Her softness was glistening with juices as I traced my fingers along her smooth, plump outer lips and wet them in her hot little warmth, then up between her inner lips to make her gasp as my index finger circled her personal place.

I pulled her inner lips apart and looked into her shiny pink slit, then toyed from arse-hole to personal place before sticking my tongue as far into her as I could, giving her a tongue-play while she moaned and writhed on the bench, with the sound of her husband's lawn mower drowning out her cries. My tongue explored her vulva, finding its way to her slippery little button and flicking her to an orgasm which almost made her buck herself off the bench.She sat up and wrapped her arms around me, French-kissing me and cleaning her juices from my mouth, lips and face, then grabbed my throbbing length and stroked it as she leaned back and opened her legs again, guiding me into one of the hottest, tightest and wettest private parts my prick has ever known. I slid in balls-deep almost immediately, and she worked her muscles to grip and release my length as I stroked in and out of her, occaisionally pulling all the way out and sliding my knob up between her lips and over her personal place.She bucked hard against me and came again just as I re-entered her, the spasms of her cunt-muscles sending me over the edge to deluge her insides, leaving us both spent, panting and sweating in the heat of the shed while the lawn mower still droned on. The kitchen cupboards were eventually finished, but not for a few more erotic weekends, and hubby was pleased that the bill wasn't as much as he had anticipated.