She sat in the shade of what they called the sun house, its outward appearance was far from that, its original purpose was lost in time, but it suited her to use it as a retreat from the house.

She poured the wine, then closing her eyes, she slowly sipped the contents of the glass, and she gave herself time to savor each small mouthful before allowing the cool liquid to slip down her throat, knowing with some delight the effect it would have on her body. It had been an exhausting day, although she had done little to tire her-self. Is this how a flower feels after a long day standing in the unceasing glare of the sun, she thought even though the light breeze of evening bought some relieve it was still unusually hot for that time of year. She had been sitting there for some time lost in some far off world that one goes to when you are not sleeping but neither are you aware of all around you. She first smelt the cigarette smoke as it drifted past her to fly away across the fence, then she sensed the eyes watching her and the presence of another human being. As she opened her eyes she tried focus to her mind from which direction the smoke had wafted her way, it took a few moments for her eyes to adjust to the glow of the now setting sun.. Its light casting shadows, the last rays playing their final games on the threads of a cobweb.

Then her eyes came to where he was standing she made her self take time to move her eyes over his body, to absorb all she could see. Slowly she allowed her eyes to seek his face, he was watching her, his eyes caught hers, captured them, he was seeing into her very soul. He knew her mood, it matched his own, he knew her very thoughts, no secrets can she keep from him, to him she is an open book, for him to read, to enjoy, to write, she was his, he was hers, the one constant thing in their lives. He raised his cigarette to his lips, she watched as his lips parted, then surrounded the tip and sucked, she slowly ran the tip of her tongue over her top lip, her eyes never leaving his face, thoughts racing though her mind. She felt her nipples rising, erect, pressing against her blouse, his eyes fell to watch them, her breath catches as her personal place starts to tingle and her juices start to flow. The electric charge that their emotions generate pass between them fills the space between them, he too is aroused, his manhood is already rising, and he feels the life force starting to throb. He groans silently in his mind, as his erection continues to grow, his eyes wanders over her body, her breasts large and round, her nipples pointed, slowly his eyes moves slowly down her tight shorts showing her mound, firm and already a small damp patch is showing. He smiles, turns and walks towards the house, her eyes follows him, he's tall, broad, very masculine, she rises to follow?? She hears the shower and smiles, as she ascends the stairs she discards her clothes dropping them with no care where they lie.

The bathroom is already full of steam, when she opens the shower door his broad back is towards her, she steps in and slides her arms around him, she moves her body against his, her nipples gently touching his skin, teasing. In a flash he turns and their lips seek each other's, their tongues touch, the kiss is long and passionate, they cling to each other seeking and feeling their desires.

Slowly he turns her around, his arms encircle her, his hands cups her breasts and his fingers twist and pull her nipples, she feels his hard length press into her and her personal place is screaming out. They stay there allowing the water to cascade over their bodies, over her breasts, her mound, down her legs, a groan escapes her lips and he laughs knowing that this is the first of many orgasms she will have tonight. As the wave of energy passes through her, she turns kisses him lightly and sinks to her knees? she gently takes his length into her hands and very slowly start to move them up and down his shaft. She can senses his enjoyment, her tongue starts to toy the tip, and then she is toying his shaft, his balls, all the time slowly pulling. As he lets out a groan she lets his length slip deep into her mouth, in and out sucking starting to draw his spunk from deep within his balls. His hands entwine in her long hair, as the rhythm she has started continues to quicken, her hands grasps the cheeks of his soft place and pulls him towards him, she sucks harder, he feels as if his balls are being pulled upwards. Then he shoots his hot spunk deep down her throat, at the same time he senses her body tense and quaver, inwardly it satisfies him that she to has come.

She sucks until every drop has been taken from him, she rises and kisses him, he tastes his spunk in her mouth?his hand reaches between her legs and she responses. In his mind he knows this is the start of a night of passion.