Playing in the Dirt: Adult Erotic Short Story

by Sasha McLean

  Chapter 3:

  The next few days went by uneventful, with a little bit of gardening and not much conversation from Erin or Rod. I was a little worried my lack of control had caused a problem, but then as I was leaving Thursday evening Erin mentioned running again in the morning.

  Friday turned out to be a hot, sticky morning, the temperature already high by the time I drove to meet Erin for our run. As I drove in she was outside stretching, sweat already glistening on her body. "Morning." I greeted her as I glanced down at my cock to be sure the snugger fitting shorts I had on were doing their job.

  "Morning... I already went for half my regular run, hope you don't mind? I needed to add a few extra k's in after the other day. Put me a little off my plan."

  "Sorry about that." I felt myself flush, feeling a bit stupid for ruining her run.

  "No it's fine, you were obviously in no shape to continue." I caught her glance down as she spoke, "better stretching today and more hydration I hope?"

  "Definitely" I replied. Plus I had already beat off in the shower before getting dressed as I pictured Erin's ass in her tight running gear again. “I should be fine.”

  With that we headed to the trail and this time spent an uneventful run in the heat. I was quite proud of myself, both for keeping up with her and for avoiding another erection. When we got back to her car we stood outside and she dried off a bit with a towel as we chatted, while I wiped sweat from my face with my shirt. "Here." She said, tossing me the damp towel.

  "Thanks." I used it to mop my face, inhaling her sent as I did. I quickly caught myself as my mind went to her ass again. Not wanting a repeat of the other day I tossed it back and headed for my door. "Ready to go?"

  As we arrived back I mentioned what time I'd be by that evening and confirmed what work had priority. Erin mentioned she had a couple errands but Rod would be there if she wasn't when I arrived.

  Chapter 4:

  I pulled in the driveway just before 4:30 that night and assumed she hadn't yet left as her car still sat in the garage.

  "Oh hi Eric!" Erin greeted me as she came out into the garage. "I'm just about to go out, I shouldn't be too long."

  Rod followed her out, waving to me and smiling. Erin came back and gave him a peck on the cheek. "I'll be back in about half an hour, Rod is here if you need anything."

  With that she hopped in the car and backed out.

  "How are things?" I asked.

  "Oh you know." To look at Rod you would never know the man was not his normal self. Other than his right hand which appeared as if it were glued to his waist and sat unmoving, everything but his speech hid his stroke. As he spoke the words were spoken slightly slow and deliberate.

  "I'm gonna’ get started." I said as I started to turn.

  "Help me to the back" he said as he shuffled towards me, his movements as slow and deliberate as his speech.

  I took his arm and we carefully eased down the slope to the back, then up the two steps to the ground level deck as he pointed to a chair near it's edge. "Mind... Mind... sorry............... Mind if we chat while you work?"

  "No, not at all." I replied as I went back to get the tools I would need for the nights work. When I returned Rod was surveying the back yard from his vantage point.

  "You do good work, we really appreciate your being here."

  "Thanks, I enjoy the opportunity." We were quiet for a while as I started hand trimming the forsythia hedge along the back of the lot. I expected he just wanted the company while Erin was out but soon realized he had other things on his mind.

  "She enjoys you running with her." I smiled in reply. "And.. And... And I appreciate your spending the extra time with her too." Odd comment I thought.

  I continued working as he fell quiet for a longer period this time, and then started again. "Erin will be back soon, would you mind coming over so I can get this out?"

  "Sure, what's on your mind?" I asked.

  "She mentioned what happened on your first run."

  Shit, he's pissed I thought, I'm fired.

  "No don't... don't... don't......................... don't be concerned" he said seeing the look on my face.

  "I... I........" he drummed the fingers of his left hand on the bench next to him as he attempted to speak what was in his mind. “Sorry...... I... wanted to tell you a few things concerning what we spoke of, Erin and I. Since my stroke she has been at my side practically every..... moment. She's a great woman, and I love her to death."

  This time the pause was deliberate. "One of the many side effects is that I've lost all desire to be with her intimately, even though I still think of it at times." He paused again and studied my face.

  I stood there unmoving, his words racing through my brain. I felt I needed to tell him I didn’t need to know this. But was curious what the hell was this man telling me, what did they talk about?

  "She was.... embarrassed at first when…… she started to tell me about you getting aroused. I think she felt obligated to tell me. I know her well enough these past thirty some years that she was worried of…… of…… what I might think. But I also know and trust her that there was nothing done between you. Now I'm unsure what…….. had caused you to be stimulated and it doesn't matter. I assume……… and told her what I thought, that she was the cause." Again he paused but wasn't looking for an answer.

  "She relaxed a bit after that and told me more........ of……….. that morning, and how she caught you looking at her and the effect she must have had on you….. although didn’t believe it until…….. I convinced her. She also spoke of times in the gardens when she had caught you looking at her while you worked as well. I told her this….. was normal. She’s a very attractive woman….. and not just to me.” He looked me in the eye at this last part, causing me to look away in shame.

  This man was standing up for his wife, telling me off for my inconsiderate looks and thoughts.

  “The more she talked about it…… talked about you….. I could see she was becoming aroused herself. By the end of it she came to me…… and kissed me, she hoped to continue what the conversation had started in her, but I couldn't. I wanted to, believe me I wanted to, but nothing... I don’t work that way any…. More. I couldn't even bring myself to please her…..." He trailed of, his eyes welling up.

  I took the opportunity to interrupt him. "Rod, listen, I hope I didn't step out of line. Your wife is attractive..." I hesitated. "I'm not sure why you’re telling me this but nothing happened, and I mean no disrespect at all. To you or your wife…."

  "I'm telling you this because I want you to sleep with my wife!" He blurted, spit flying from his mouth, visibly shaken. Taking a deep shaky breath, he scrubbed his hand over his face under his glasses.

  I couldn't believe what he had said. Actually I didn't believe he said, what I thought I had heard.

  "You heard what I said" he replied. "You think I'm fucking crazy don't you!" Rod laughed. "I'm serious...... I understand and know Erin needs more than I can give her right now. I...... love her and can't imagine what would happen to me if........... I lost her……. I have thought this through, and this is my thought on how to keep her from straying elsewhere….. even though I trust with my heart she never would. I don't know, maybe I am fucking crazy!!!" He pushed himself up from where he sat down. "Get me back inside before she comes back."

  I walked him back to the garage not saying a word. "Consider what I said, as…… as……. as hard as it may seem, I'm okay with it." Then he looked me in the eye and awkwardly reached out his left hand to shake mine. "I trust you with this, but Erin can't know I spoke to you about it, not yet. Maybe in time. We’ll talk again?"

  I swallowed the lump in my throat as I shook his hand. “Sure, we will.” I started to go then turned back before he was inside. “I really don’t think this is…..”

  Rod saw I was struggling and shook his head. "I told you to think about it…… this isn’t some………. Some little thing here I know. If it's to happen it…�
�� will….. just understand I'm okay with it. I know she needs more than I can….. give right now and……. I…….. I…….. I'd rather it be someone I know and can trust with it. And that she can trust to."

  "But you hardly know me!" I had barely been working there two months.

  "I know the type of man you are." This was all he said before turning and going inside. As the door closed I could hear Erin returning so I quickly exited and headed out back to finish my work.

  I was dizzy with thought. What Rod had proposed, my respect for him, my wife and kids. I jumped when Erin spoke behind me.

  "How's it going? Oh sorry did I scare you?"

  "Just lost in thought." I turned not knowing what to expect from her. "Sorry."

  "Why are you apologizing?" she asked. "I snuck up on you."

  "You snuck up on me?" I stammered.

  "What? No! What I meant was... never mind. Eric I wonder if you could do me a favour?"

  Holy shit, this is it. "If I can sure." I felt like a kid.

  "On Sunday morning Rod's brother is taking him out for the birthday party of an old family friend of theirs. He'll be gone most of the day and I wanted to paint the room on the main floor we've turned into his temporary bedroom. I was hoping you could come by and help? I know it's not a regular day, and it's a day for your family, but I don't think I can finish it in a day by myself."

  Was this the plan then? Or was this just another job I wondered? Rod obviously hadn’t the time to share his conversation with her since she got back.

  "Don't mention it, I want to surprise him. It's been his only complaint about being in that room, the colour I mean." That confirmed it, an innocent request for help, but I needed time to think.

  "Let me see if we have any plans and I'll let you know before I leave." She turned as I pulled out my cell to call home.

  "You're fuckin' right you'll do it, and she's paying you right? A favour doesn't mean it's free right!!!"

  My wife pissed me off so much I thought I'd fuck Erin then and there if I could. Although now that I basically had the go ahead, I really didn't think that I could. Not to mention Erin had to be willing and she wasn't even in on it from what I could tell. "What time Sunday?" I said as Erin opened the door.

  "Shhhh!!!" She pushed me backwards out the door closing it behind her. She leaned in and whispered close to my face, keeping her hand on my chest. "Remember it's a surprise for Rod" she said with a smile. "What time can you be here?"

  Her touch was shooting electricity straight to my cock and it was responding. " How about eight?"

  "Make it seven and we'll go for a run first if that's okay?"

  "I would say yes but I'll be all sweaty and gross."

  "No just bring a change of clothes and you can shower when we get back. Here." She pulled some cash from her pocket and put it in my hand. As she opened the door. "Thanks again Eric, so we'll see you next week then? Okay bye." She turned, smiled and winked at me before closing the door.

  Chapter 4:

  I had to masturbate twice Friday night after getting home. Once in the bathroom right after I walked in the door, and again later in the shower. The whole time thinking of the possibilities if this were to happen with Erin. I kept thinking of was what reception I would get when I arrived Sunday morning and couldn’t relax If Rod told Erin his thoughts how would she act? Revulsion, disgust, would she even want me there? Or would she actually be open to the idea. I even thought if I made the effort to make love to my wife that night it wouldn't be so bad if something happened with Erin on Sunday.

  "Why are you coming to bed so early" she said as I crawled in naked beside her.

  "I don't know, what do you think I'm doing." I cuddled up to her heavy ass so she could feel my hard cock between her cheeks.

  "Did I miss an anniversary or something?" she said as she reached back to take it in her hand, giving it a squeeze.

  "Mmmm, no, just wanted to get close to you." I slid my hand over her round hip and under her flimsy tank top to her not so flat stomach and heavy breasts. My wife wasn't exactly in the same shape as Erin, especially since hurting her shoulder. Sometimes I thought she used it more as an excuse not to exercise.

  "I'm not sure if I'm in the mood right now."

  Right now? When are you ever? I thought but wouldn’t say it.

  "Lock the door so the kids don't come in, then warm me up."

  I got up, my hard cock flopping around, and locked the door. When I came back she had pulled the sheets back and was lying on her back, fat legs spread open for me, rubbing her pussy. I got in my usual position on her left side, lifting that leg and putting my head sideways in next to her hairy mound. She took her hand from her pussy and took my cock in her hand again as I slid my body up closer to her head. This gave me great access to eat her out while leaving my hands free, and also gave her access to suck me into her mouth if she took the notion. Which she never did any more.

  I slowly started to lick over her pussy, back and forth across her swelling lips. I brought my left arm around so I could pull the apart and slip my tongue into her slit. Then I used my finger and thumb to find and gently roll her clit between them. This got her moving her hips up to meet my mouth and pumping my dick a little faster. With my right hand I slid two fingers inside her wet pussy, pulling them back out slowly before pushing back in to my knuckles. After a few times I replaced my mouth over the whole of her glistening lips, slurping at the juices spilling out. I probed her asshole with one of my lubricated fingers and continued working her clit with the other hand.

  "Fuck!" She moaned as she let go of my cock and grabbed my head with both hands, trying to push my mouth harder against her bucking pussy. I slurped and sucked, and worked her with my fingers until I could hear the tell-tale sounds of her orgasm. History told me if I kept at it she would have another more intense one in a minute. I wanted to get inside her for that as I knew she would tighten her cunt on my cock as always, and milk every drop out of me.

  As I started to mount her she told me to lie down. One thing my wife could do well was fuck when she decided to and I knew I was in for a good ride as her favourite position was on top. But she surprised me by moving my legs apart and squatting on her haunches between them, her nose an inch from the head of my cock as she took me in her hand again. Holy fuck, she's gonna’ blow me! First time in years!

  Wrong. She continued to pump my cock faster and faster, and the whole time I'm hoping, praying she would just take me in her mouth, or stop and slide it in her hole. Instead she beat me off until I came all over my stomach. She got up and threw me a towel and said she was taking a shower as she walked out. What the fuck was that???

  By the time she came back I had fallen asleep, but not before I put the cum soaked towel on her side. A lot good that did as she elbowed me when she crawled back in beside me. Bitch!

  Chapter 5:

  Saturday started off bad. I was nervous about Sunday and in a bad mood from the night before and trying poorly to hide it. Made for a long morning. And to make matters worse, another argument about our lack of sex life and how my not making enough money in my wife’s opinion, was the contributing factor to all our problems.

  I told her I felt something drastic needed to change, and I didn’t know how things with us were ever going to get back to normal the way we resented each other. She didn’t seem to care. She kept blaming me as she always had, and told me if I thought I could do any better than I had it I should go ahead and try. I have to say it didn’t take long to tell him yes when I had a call from Tom just after lunch telling me he was in need of a wing man for the night. We planned a ‘boys night’ that night, which we did fairly regularly anyway, so it was an easy story and my wife didn’t think twice about it. “Heading to Tom’s for some online poker and beer. She was probably happy to have me out of the house and the bed to herself.

  A few hours later I left home after a shower and headed to the liquor store. I was at Tom’s and cracking my first beer while he barbequed a
couple steaks he had picked up. We were both on our third as we waited for Kara and her younger sister Brittany to arrive.