Ms. Rayner gets a little hot

Dana paused to wipe dirt off her brow as she dug in the earth behind her bushes. The day had gotten so warm! She’d been outside for a couple hours at this point and was totally covered in dirt and mud. She hadn’t thought she’d hit a wall this fast today, but the mud was especially sticky and was wearing her out. She sat down in the dirt and fanned her face with her glove. Too bad I don’t live somewhere I can garden in the nude. She thought to herself, trying to wipe mud off her arms for the hundredth time. That would be so much better in this heat, but the law was the law here. Her HoA probably wouldn’t be happy with her flashing the neighborhood either.

Nobody would care if I was gardening in my swimsuit, what if I was out here in a sports bra and underwear, is that so different? Dana stood up, looked around, then kicked off her sodden boots, and gracefully slid her black leggings down her legs. She unbuttoned her flannel and then slipped that off her shoulders too and dumped the clothes in a carefree heap on the grass.

Much better. She felt a tingle of pleasure as she dropped back to the ground on her bare knees to bend over the lilies she had been working on. Anyone who looked now would see her cute underwear sticking out from the foliage. She knew that any of the pervy husbands of the neighborhood she’d seen leering at her might be catching a voyeuristic glance at her ass right now. As she stabbed her spade into the rich soil again, she thought of Jessica's handsome friend Tom. That boy could come back without Dana noticing and be lurking behind her. She knew he had a little bit of an obsession with her, and she'd caught him staring at her breasts more than once. She imagined him standing behind her right now, blatantly stroking himself as got a full view of her posterior.

Dana stabbed the spade in the mud and glanced over her shoulder only to find the empty front yard. She shivered as a breeze swept over her bare skin and then chuckled to herself about her paranoia. A little something for my admirer, she thought as she playfully jiggled her partially exposed ass for her imaginary audience.

Tom, she imagined, would love to get ahold of her like this - half-naked, covered in mud. She pictured him in the yard, walking up to her, but she didn’t turn around this time so as not to break the spell. Her hips bucked with eagerness as she ached for him to touch her. Tom's hand sensually cupped her buttocks while two fingers slid between her legs. She slowly spread for him and felt him explore the folds beneath her underwear. A deep groan escaped her lips, mingling with the sounds of nature as she abandoned her spade and plunged her own hand between her legs. With her other arm, she braced her forearm against the muddy ground, smearing her chest and sports bra with mud as she played.

In her mind's eye, Tom’s fingers retreated, only to be replaced by his throbbing manhood sliding past her panties a few seconds later, penetrating her deeply. The intensity of the encounter propelled her fingers to move faster as his cock aggressively pounded her from behind. With a shudder of pleasure, Dana slammed herself into the mud puddle, mirroring Tom's thrusts. So close, little more, please... She heard herself release a guttural cry as her body convulsed and she fully succumbed to the waves of ecstasy.

Dana withdrew her hand out from her panties and rolled over onto the patch of mud, not caring about the messy aftermath. Every inch of her skin tingled with bliss as if the earth and soil that covered it was her partner's touch.

Suddenly, a voice pierced the euphoria. “Uh, mom? Are you ok?”

Dana struggled to regain her composure. “Jess? What are you doing home?” Her gaze fixated on the clear sky above, refusing to look at her daughter in this state.

“I live here, Mom. I heard you shout so I came out to check on you. Why are you rolling around in the bushes half naked?” Jess inquired with a mix of concern and innocent curiosity.