Then along came DJ. As I wrote on one of my blogs, there is nothing she won't do. If I come up with an idea, no matter how weird or perverse, she's all over it. Yay for me!
But, ya know, sometimes a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do. And sometimes that means a good self-tug. And sometimes he wants to do it in private. I know DJ doesn't mind if I get a little pleasure by myself. I'm just not sure I want her to catch me, even though I have jacked of for her many times in the past.
We live on six acres of mostly wooded land far out in the country. The part that is open, our back yard, always has some kind of work project going on. Right now, hers is a stream and koi pond. Mine is a large open bar and kitchen. Where we live, the humidity during the summer is a killer, so it's always a good idea to start yard work early and stop before it gets too hot.
DJ has a wonderful habit of wearing a string bikini while she works. She looks stunning in each and every one. Today is black bikini day. The sweat makes her body glisten and the small rivulets run down between her glorious breasts. I have been known to take advantage of her skimpy outfits and use our sweat to help things along.
"I'm done. It's getting too hot. Time for a shower." The sweat was pretty much pouring off her.
"I'm not quite ready to quit. Couple things I wanna get finished before I'm done."
I turned to watch her go back in the house. I love seeing her cute ass wiggle under so little material. And seeing that cute bottom gave me thoughts that caused my dick to stir.
I always wear loose shorts when I work outdoors. Reaching down the elastic waistband was easy. I was definitely getting hard. I eased the front of my shorts over my hardening shaft. Slowly stroking it, I thought of DJ and what I should have done to her before she went in. An opportunity lost I will have to make up for later. For now though, my hand was her pussy.
"Want some help?" She slid her gentle hands around my waist, meeting at the base of my cock.
Damn it! I was so lost in the thought of fucking her, I didn't hear her come up behind me. She must have seen what I was doing through the bathroom window that overlooks the yard.
She pulled on me to turn me around to face her. She dropped to her knees, pulling my shorts all the way down as she went. The head of my prick was lined up with her mouth. She eased me between her soft lips.
"I have a better idea." As much as I hated to (she gives me terrific blow jobs), I backed away.