A Little Lemonade in the Shed

A Little Lemonade in the Shed A Little Lemonade in the Shed

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Sabrina is new to the neighborhood and needs help renovating her home. Dick is eager to help.

Summary

Sabrina is new to the neighborhood and needs help renovating her home. Dick is eager to help.

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Submitted: August 12, 2016

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Submitted: August 12, 2016

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"Welcome to the neighborhood! I'm Margaret and this is my husband Richard, but you can just call us Margie and Dick." What a cheerful lady that one is. Yay! 

"Hi! It's nice to meet you both. I'm Sabrina, and that dirt bag over there, the one packing his shit back in his car, is Cord. My now ex-boyfriend." Maybe she laid that on a little thick, but this lady seemed to be very nosey. Over the past couple of days she has spotted 'Margie' peeking over the fence that separates their yards and looking in her window as she went on her walks. She hated nosey neighbors.  

Margie was an average looking middle aged woman. Might be about five foot five. She had brown hair and brown eyes. A few freckles across her face and maybe some salt in her hair, at the roots. Dyed. Dick, however, was quite nice to look at. He was about five foot eleven. He definitely had salt in his brown hair, but was most certainly not dyed. He had beautiful, whiskey brown eyes. He also looked pretty fit, lean, and tan. Looks pretty good in tight jeans too. Yum! 

"Oh, dear. I think we might have come at a bad time. If you need anything you let me know. You poor thing." Sabrina wanted to punch her in her throat. She did not need pity from her nosey neighbor.  

"Thanks. I do appreciate that." Sabrina noticed that Dick had hardly said two words since they walked over. He seemed preoccupied with checking her out. Not very nonchalant like either. She liked it. She was always attracted to the older ones, which is probably why her and Cord didn't work out. He was her age. Childish fool. The only thing Cord had going for him was his good looks and the fact that he was great in bed. The only loss here. 

"Well, if you will excuse me. I have to finish putting things away. And figure out what I'm going to do about the renovations." Sabrina only mentioned the renovations because she was hoping the busy body, Margie, would know someone who could help her. 

"Would you know.... My Dickie here is really good with his hands.I bet he is. "Maybe he can help. He has a lot of power tools and thingy majigs he could use." Quick to pawn off the husband, she all but pushed him at Sabrina. Not that she would mind. Too soon, nahThe heat she was feeling was not from the August air. She was a horny one. 

'I couldn't possibly take him away. I'm sure he lots to do already." 

"Actually I don't." Dick finally spoke and he was quite adamant about that too. "I could come over tomorrow and start. Why don't you show me what you want now, so I know what I'm looking at." My naked body, she thought.  

"Sure, come on in." Both Margie and Dick followed her into her house. She pointed out that the cabinets in the kitchen and bathrooms needed to be replaced. She wanted to knock out the wall that separates the living room and family room to open the area. She continued on for about ten more minutes of things she planned on doing. Dick agreed to help and said he would be back tomorrow to start. "See you then. Margie will you be here too?" Sabrina hoped not because she disagreed with everything she wanted done with the house. Nosey, stuck up, and annoying. 

"No sweetheart. I have to work all day and then a few of us girls are going out. We have tickets to see Yanni!" She was overly excited about the Yanni show. Sabrina didn't even know who that was. 

"Goodnight y'all. Thanks again, Dick." She walked them out of her house and shook their hands. They left to their own home and Sabrina turned on her heel and went back in. It had been a long day so she decided to call it a night. 

When she reached her bedroom, she took off her shirt and pants. Left in only her emerald green bra and thong, she opened the box on her dresser marked sleepwear. She pulled out her black tank top and blue men's boxers. She always slept in something like this. Much more comfortable. And, no, they were not Cord's boxers. She unhooked her bra and set it on the dresser, then she took her thong off. As she bent down, she caught a glimpse of a figure in the window. Not her window, but her neighbor's window through hers. She quickly put the boxers on and stood up, back facing the window. She was kind of nervous, but not at the same time.  

Shivers ran through her and she turned her head to see if she saw anyone. She did. It was Dick, looking through his curtains at her with a cheeky grin. Slowly, Sabrina clutched her tank top against her chest. She didn't know why she didn't just put it on, but then she turned to face the window. She walked to the wall a flipped the light switch off so only her shadow could be seen. His curtain closed fully now, she put her tank on and slipped into bed. She knew Dick couldn't have made out her nipples, but they were hard knowing that he was there and watched her. Her dreams were going to be filled with erotic fantasies tonight. 

The next morning, Sabrina was in her kitchen making hot chocolate. The door bell chimed and she went to the front door to see who it was, hoping it was Dick. It was Cord. What a jackass! Opening the door with a jerk, she yelled at him. 

"What the fuck are you doing here? I am feeling very violent right now. You need to leave!" She pushed and shoved him out from the porch and down the steps, leading him down the walkway. Just then, Dick appeared. He walked up to them and asked if everything was okay. 

"No. This asshole is on my property and needs to leave. Like now!" She continued her pushing and shoving until he slammed against his car. He didn't get to say anything before she swung at him, hitting him square in the jaw. "Leave!" He jumped back into his car and sped out of there. 

"You handled that well." Dick was shaking his head while smiling.  

"Ready to get started?" The sight of him first thing in the morning literally had her pussy rippling. Sweet Jesus. This man was going to be trouble, or maybe she was his trouble. He was wearing faded jeans and an old worn t-shirt. Today, she had on an off-white vintage muscle car t-shirt and black leggings. Comfy clothes that still showed off her plump breasts and curvy hips. 

 She led him to the kitchen and they started taking the cabinets down. Maybe about an hour later he said he had to go to his shed because he forgot some items he needed. She walked him to her backyard and to the gate that had a door. It connected their yards together, but her side had the padlock. She unlocked it for him and went back inside. She decided now would be a good time for some lemonade and maybe discuss his peeping Tom tendencies. She quickly grabbed two glasses of the sweet drink and headed for his yard. 

"Hey Dick, are you in there?" She peeked through his shed door and saw no one. Hmm, where could he be? She turned around and slammed right into a hard chest, spilling the lemonade all over her t-shirt. "Oh my God," she said, startled. 

"Jeez, sorry Sabrina. Didn't know you were in there." He said that, but the look in his eyes said something completely different. He reached out and curled his hand around her arm to steady her from falling. Heat liquefied what was left of her brain, instantly. Her body was overheating and between her legs became indecently slick. "You okay there?" Dick gave her a smile with that. 

"Yup. Just a little wet now." Not just her shirt-wet either, but he didn't know. With the look in his eyes, maybe he did. "Can we talk for a minute? About... um..." 

"Me watching you last night? You looked beautiful. What's there to talk about?" His hand was still on her arm and his eyes dropped to her mouth then back up to meet her gaze. He was telling her he wanted her without any words. Her body hummed with excitement. His hand loosened its grip and started to drift down her arm. His fingers brushing suggestively, sexily, against her inner arm, making her skin tingle. He touched the side of her breast and then released her arm. 

There was no doubt what page he was on and she was there too. She wanted him just as badly as he wanted her. The only problem- the wife. "Your wife could be home any minute, Dick. We shouldn''t." Sabrina told him, but didn't move. 

"She's at work and then some concert later. She won't be home till the wee hours." Then he grabbed her wrist. His thumb swept across her pulse point, pulling her closer. He let go of her hand and brought his to her neck. His head dipped and his mouth settled over hers. It was a strong, fierce kiss. His tongue touched hers in a teasing caress and then his teeth nipped at her lower lip.  She felt dizzy. Holy crap. 

Sabrina lowered her hand and cupped the bulge in his pants, feeling it twitch against his jeans. The length and shape of him was definitely huge. She gripped tighter. Their kiss was now hungry and ravenous. She was getting wetter by the second. Sabrina rubbed herself against him like a hungry kitten. Without breaking the kiss, he pushed her inside the shed. Only a little light filtered in through the small window as the door closed behind them. It didn't matter. They knew exactly where their hands would go. Sabrina drew back, breathing harshly. 

He pulled her pants and panties down and she unfastened his jeans, pulling them and his... wait, no boxers. She was so horny, Sabrina could swear her clit was vibrating with this knowledge. She looked straight into his eyes, his lust filled eyes. "Don't stop," Sabrina said. He picked her up and set her on his workmate table, so they could begin their fun.  

His fingers slid down her body, reaching the spot where she was swollen and slick for him, releasing her wetness. His other hand was on her breast, pinching her taught nipples. His hand moving deeper between her legs, thrusting two fingers into her drenched pussy. Sabrina arched her back in response and let out a feral groan. 

"You like?" He didn't stop and wait for her to answer, not that she could anyways. His mouth came down on her hardened nipple, sucking through the lemonade soaked t-shirt. "Very sweet. I think I might need another." He switched to the other nipple and sucked the lemonade from there. "Mmm, tasty."  

Sabrina tried to push him away because she wanted to taste him too, but he kept his footing. Dick looked at her and his fingers were thrusting in deeper, harder, faster. His eyes stayed focused on hers. Never. Looking. Away. So erotic 

She reached between them and grabbed his erection, tight, squeezing, pumping. "Keep that up and this will be over before you know it," he told her. She released, but he didn't. He continued until she came and she came hard against his hand. She was soaking his fingers with her juices. Sabrina clutched onto his shoulder and squeezed with all her might, screaming his name. Thank goodness the wife wasn't home.  

Once her muscles stopped spasming against his hand, he slowly pulled out. Still looking at her, he brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked on only one. He gave his other finger to her. She drew his finger into her mouth and sucked her juices from him. She moaned. He took his hand back and gripped his pulsating cock. He told her to spread her legs farther apart and she did. In one swift move, he thrust deep inside her. He did this with such force, the workmate table scraped the floor of the shed. A couple more thrusts and it was against the shed wall. Better. He gripped her neck and thrust his tongue in her mouth while he thrust his cock in her pussy. 

The pressure was building, building, building. It was so intense. Sabrina brought one leg up on the workmate table, foot flat on it. Her other leg wrapped around his waist. This opened her more, both moaning with pleasure. Building. Building. The pressure, the tension. "Oh Gaaawd... fuck me harder.. Yeesss!!" Sabrina was losing all her control. She exploded, the orgasm tearing her whole body apart. Her inner muscles spasming, gripping hold of his cock. He lost it. He screamed into one of her breasts, the heat from his mouth caused her to arch her back even more. His tongue licking and his teeth biting her nipple, prolonging her pleasure.  

She couldn't breath, couldn't move, only look at him. He was breathing fast and hard. He was sweating. Sabrina found it very hot when a man sweat. And he was sweating because of her. She wanted more. Sabrina was becoming aroused again. "More. I want more. How late is the wife going to be again?" 

"Late. Very late. I say we take this into your shower. I have a lot more I want to do to you." They gathered themselves together and headed for her house. "Oh, just a couple of questions here. How do you feel about roleplaying and do you by any chance wear glasses?"  

"Oh, you dirty old man!" 

 


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