Story Three: Getting Plowed By The Gardener 1

I glanced at the clock on the wall for the third time and let out a heavy sigh. Another long, empty afternoon in this oversized house.

My husband had left before I even woke up, no note, no kiss, nothing. I tightened the belt on my silk robe and waited for the plumber and gardener I had called yesterday. The kitchen sink had been leaking for weeks and the backyard garden looked like a jungle.

The doorbell finally rang. I walked over and opened the door. Two young men stood on the porch. They looked incredibly young, probably nineteen or twenty at most. Both were tall, fit, and strikingly handsome. The taller one had messy dark hair and muscular arms. The other had smooth brown skin, bright eyes, and an easy smile.

“Hi, ma’am,” the taller one said warmly. “I am Jake, the plumber. This is my partner Miguel, the gardener. We are here to take care of everything for you today.”

I blinked in surprise. “Oh… I was honestly expecting much older men. Please come inside, boys. I am Angelique.”

Miguel wiped his boots on the mat and stepped in with a polite smile. “Thank you, Mrs. Angelique. It is nice to meet you. The front yard already looks like it needs some serious attention. Where would you like me to begin?”

I led them into the kitchen and pointed at the sink. “Jake, this is the one that keeps leaking. It has been driving me crazy. Miguel, the flower beds and the entire backyard are completely overgrown. My husband has not done any maintenance in months.”

Jake set his heavy toolbox on the floor and crouched down to look under the sink. “No problem at all. I will get this fixed right away. How long has the leak been going on?”

“Almost three weeks now,” I replied. “I keep a bowl underneath it but it is such an annoyance every single day.”

Miguel leaned against the counter and crossed his arms. “I can see why the garden is in bad shape. When was the last time anyone properly worked on it out there?”

I laughed softly. “Honestly, it has been close to six months. My husband is always traveling for work. I am left here taking care of the house by myself most days.”

Jake looked up at me while he worked on a pipe. “That must get really lonely for you. You have such a beautiful home. It seems like it should be enjoyed more often.”

I felt a small flutter in my stomach at the compliment. “It does get quiet. What about you two? You both seem so young to already be running your own business like this.”

Miguel grinned. “We turned twenty a few months ago. We started this small company together last year. It pays better than regular jobs and we enjoy working outside. Do you and your husband have any kids?”

“No, no kids,” I said. “It is just the two of us, when he is actually home. Most weeks it is just me.”

Jake tightened a connection and tested the faucet. “There, that should stop the leak. Mind if I check the bathrooms upstairs as well? Old houses like this sometimes have hidden issues in the pipes.”

“Of course. My bedroom is upstairs, first door on the right. The master bathroom is attached. Feel free to go up whenever you need to.”

Miguel nodded. “I will head out to the backyard and start clearing the overgrowth. Is there anything specific you want done with the flowers or the lawn edges?”

I thought for a moment. “Just make it look nice again. I used to love spending time out there but it has been so neglected lately.”

Jake stood up and wiped his hands. “You seem really nice, Mrs. Angelique. It is a shame your husband leaves you handling everything alone. If you ever need help with anything around the house, just give us a call. We can come by anytime.”

I smiled. “That is sweet of you to say. You boys are very kind. I really appreciate you coming out so quickly.”

Miguel chuckled. “We are happy to help. You have a really nice place here. The house is huge. Must take a lot of work to keep it looking good.”

“It does,” I admitted. “Some days I feel like I am the only one who cares. My husband is always so busy with meetings and travel. I end up doing everything myself.”

Jake leaned against the counter. “That is not fair to you. A woman like you should be treated better. If you do not mind me saying, you look way too young and beautiful to be stuck here alone all the time.”

I felt my cheeks warm. “Thank you. That is very flattering. You two are quite charming for your age.”

Miguel laughed softly. “We just call it like we see it. Is there anything else you need us to look at while we are here? Lights, outlets, anything like that?”

I shook my head. “Not today, but I will keep you in mind. I think I will head upstairs for a bath now. The hot water should help me relax. Just come up if you need anything at all. My room is the first door on the right, like I said.”

Jake nodded. “We will be careful not to disturb you too much. Enjoy your bath, Mrs. Angelique.”

I left them downstairs and went up to my bedroom. My heart was beating faster than usual. Something about those two young men had stirred feelings I had not felt in years. Their energy, their looks, the way they spoke to me. I tried to ignore the warmth pooling between my legs. I was married. I should not be thinking like this.

I ran the hot water in the large shower and let the steam fill the bathroom. I slipped out of my robe and stepped under the spray. The warm water felt wonderful on my skin. I picked up the shower head, changed the setting to a strong pulsing jet, and slowly lowered it between my thighs.

The moment the powerful streams hit my clit, I gasped and leaned back against the tiled wall.

“Oh… that feels so good,” I whispered.

I moved the shower head in slow circles, letting the water massage my neglected pussy. Pleasure built quickly. My hips rocked gently against the jets as soft moans escaped my lips. I closed my eyes and lost myself in the sensation.

Just as the pleasure started climbing higher, I heard the bathroom door open.

I turned my head, the shower head still pressed firmly against my throbbing clit, and locked eyes with Jake. He stood there holding a wrench, staring at me with wide eyes and parted lips.