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It had been a long day at work, so when I got home, I went straight up to take a shower. I had just finished and turned the water off when I heard the door downstairs close, meaning Kris had finally got home from her parents' place. "Hey babe," I called down as I wrapped myself in a towel.
"Hey, how was your day?" she called up to me. I could hear her keys jangling as she hung them on her hook.
"The usual," I replied as I started coming down the narrow stairs. It was an old-style farmhouse we had purchased at auction after the owner had passed, and whoever designed it must not have been terribly tall because my head almost touched the ceiling all the way down and my shoulders were broad enough that I had to turn slightly to avoid getting stuck. I came over to her and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. Her curly auburn hair was pulled back in a ponytail because of the heat, and she was wearing a short blue pleated skirt and a gray spaghetti-strap top that did nothing to hide her cleavage. "Any ideas for dinner tonight?" I asked as I got a glass of water and tried to hide the growing erection that was poking the towel out at an odd angle.
"No, mom made stuffed pepper earlier so I'm still pretty good. Maybe we can delivery later if you're not hungry now."
"I'm good for now," I said once I'd finished downing my water. "It's a beautiful day outside, isn't it?"
"Oh yes," she said with a smile in her voice. "We sat outside while dad picked cucumbers from the garden. I can't believe how many they have. They'll probably try to give us some." I hid my grimace as I didn't care for cucumbers at all, which Kris knew of course but she could eat one every meal if so inclined. "Speaking of plants, I'm going to go water the flowers. Care to join me?" I looked down at the towel around my waist and back at her quizzically. "Nobody is going to see you silly," she said with a grin and a little glint in her eyes behind her glasses. This was of course true, as despite our proximity to a major road we had trees, bushes, and a shed blocking the view from everywhere except the back yard and living near farmland meant crops blocking the view from anyone not currently working in the field, and as it was past five in the afternoon everyone was home for dinner.
"Sure, sounds fun!" She opened the door and stepped out into the fresh autumn air. The season was just starting to turn, so despite the warm air the breeze was nice and cool. I came out to stand with her as she did the task that brought her so much joy. I've never much cared about plants and gardening, but to her it was life. She'd talk to the plants, the bugs and spiders near or on the plants, or any other visitor that came by. Kris picked up the hose and started spraying a gentle mist on all the flowers, careful not to get the leaves that were directly in the sunlight. I enjoyed watching her work, especially when her backside was pointed toward me.
"Mm," she sighed softly, "I love things that grow." As she said this she stepped back against me, pressing her ass against my crotch. "Oh, there's another one," she said looking over her shoulder with a smirk. She shut off the hose nozzle and put it back in the holder before turning to face me. "Better take care of that one, too." She stepped close and pressed her left hand against my bulge while her right hand went to my shoulder. I groaned with approval and pulled her in for a kiss, first gentle but building in urgency. Her hand was stroking me in earnest now, and I reached behind her to grab her shirt, pulling it carefully over her head. Without a bra her breasts fell free, nipples always erect but more colorful now with her arousal.
Kris moved her mouth to my ear, tongue and teeth teasing while my lips moved lower, kissing down her neck. My left hand went beneath her breast, pushing it up until the nipple was where I could tease it with the tip of my tongue which brought a shudder to Kris's entire body. My right hand was on her sweet firm backside, my fingernails tracing a line along the outer edge beneath her skirt.
With a gentle push, Kris put her hands on my chest and moved me back just a half step, allowing her to toss her gardening knee pad onto the ground in front of me. Undoing the button on her skirt she pulled it
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