In the garden.

She sits in the garden with her legs spread wide,
sliding the hose up and down her thighs,
looking to see if he is watching her play,
wondering if it is making his day.
She takes the hose and sets it to spray,
the pressure on her clit takes her breath away,
he watches her without even blinking,
she wonders what he is thinking.
Her hair blows freely on the evening breeze,
as she looks up to him and begins to tease,
her back arching up as her thighs tense,
as he now appears looking over the garden fence.
Toes curl up as she slides her fingers deep within,
everything falls so silent you could hear the falling of a pin,
he is stood over her now looking down into her eyes,
as she lifts her legs up and gives out little sighs.
He kneels down in front of her resting his hands upon her body looking deep into her eyes,
his tongue now sliding down the inside of them thighs,
her fingers slide out as his tongue slides in,
as she thinks to herself this must surely be a sin.
As she looks up into the sky,
his fingers and tongue giving her an all time high,
her thighs tensing up as orgasm takes over her,
her fingers gipping so tight on to his hair.
As she lets out one almighty scream,
she so hopes this is not a dream,
her body glistening from the heat of the moment,
as he looks up and takes a firm gip of the hose,
where that is going god only knows.
His smile says it all,
as she begs for more,
he directs her to the floor,
where she gets on all fours.
she takes it all as he rides her hard,
right there in her own back yard,
the moans are carried on the evening breeze,
as together their bodies dance,
not aware of another neighbours glance.
The evening draws to an end,
as they part very close friends,
her legs do shake as she tries to walk,
then just as she goes to close her back door,
she shouts over the garden fence,
"And you thought I was all talk!"