Written by Gerry
30 Jun 2006
Wifes potting shed fun
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This story is 100% true and it involves my 40 year
old wife Karen.We recently moved into a larger
house with a big garden and as Karen has greenfingers
the garden was a key decider in buying the place,
especially as it had a large greenhouse type potting
shed to enable her to follow her daytime/weekend
hobby.Karen is an attractive brunette,a little bit
fleshy i suppose,and she has an enormous pair of
We had met Arthur our next door neighbour when we
first moved in,he is a nice old boy of 70 years
old and very friendly,i thought nothing of it when
a few times recently i have arrived home early for
work to find him helping Karen in the potting shed
with her plants.
A couple of weeks ago it had been very warm and
Karen was wearing a pair of tight white shorts and
a vest that revealled her deep cleavage,'You'll give
poor old Arthur a heart attack' i joked as she
came back into the house as Arthur gave us a cheery
wave as he left our back gate.'I think that's why
he comes over' laughed Karen.
The idea that the old goat was letching over my
lovely wife excited me greatly and i told Karen
so,i was suprised at the naughty smirk she gave
me and later that night we had great sex,it seems
that Karen has been getting herself hot and bothered
teasing old Arthur from what she told me,and we
agreed that perhaps we could have some fun taking
it a little further and Karen giving me the details.
It was a nice day one day last week when i arrived
home from work,Karen was dressed yet again in
shorts and vest and looked a little flushed.'Arthur's
been helping me out again' she grinned.
I could not wait to hear the details and Karen
teased me all night until bedtime saying 'nothing
happened'.However in bed that night Karen confessed
all 'What a dirty old man that Arthur is' she chirped.
Karen told me that she had bent over in her tight
shorts to give Arthur 'a thrill' and that he'd put
his hand on her bottom and given it a good grope
and two hard spanks.Karen turned over on the bed,
lifted her nightie and there sure enough i saw two
large red handprints on her big wobbly buttocks.
'What did you say?' i asked 'Ouch!' she replied.
The old boy had realised he was being teased it seems
and had taken the initiative.
Karen told me that he also fondled her bottom at
several other opportunities that afternoon,But best
of all was his joke regarding the 'two prize melons'
that Karen had 'grown' it was of course a reference
to Karens big heavy udders,Karen told me she had
blushed bright red especially as he had stood
behind her and cupped their weight,then put his
hands up her vest and fondled them through her bra.
Karen being quite shy said nothing and this encouraged
him to lift her top and unclip her bra at the back
allowing her big ones to swing free,Arthur groped
and played with Karens big tits and nipples for ages
as she stood blushing and making little protests
while loving every minute.The whole naughty thing
has been a huge turn on,and we hope to create further
opportunities for groping fun for the dirty old
man next door.