Kiera is gone sometimes for a few days at a time. Her job duties her keep her busy. Sometimes I don't see her for a few days and it leaves me quite lonely and horny. I am left with plenty of built up urges and sooner or later they need to be released. Today is like many a morning as I wake up missing having Kiera laying next to me in bed. I relieve that stress as my hand slides underneath my panties and I slide two fingers inside myself. I takes little time for my body to crescendo in an orgasm as I imagine Kiera's fingers inside me rather than my own.
"Oh great, another pair of panties." and I slide them off and use them to finish wiping the dampness from crotch. I go through so many panties in a week. Kiera just leaves so weak, I just need her here. Her scent, her body, her lips, she just has this affect on me. I am an addict and she is my drug. I need to go for a jog to work off some of the built up sexual tension I have in my body. I slip into a pair of jogging shorts and a sports bra to match the color. I don't worry about a shirt, since there is never anyone on the trail. I live on the outskirts of the city and many of the people commute into the city and the houses are for the most part empty. I decide to go out a little further than normal, I feel like I can push a little further than normal with all this built up energy. About half a kilometer further out than I normally run, there is this extraordinary garden growing right next to the trail. There are so many bright colors growing in the garden. I will certainly take a closer look on my way back. I run a little further and then turn around start jogging back and I slow down as I near the garden.
I am not sure whom grew this garden, but they have planted a wide array of vegetables. However, at the moment a slender yellow and green striped summer squash is catching my eye. I can't resist and pick it off the vine. There is a watering can near the garden. I use it the rise the dirt off the skin of the squash. There is a concrete bench between the garden and the running trail. I have a seat on the bench and examine my newly found prize.
I gently rub the squash up and down and then in a small circular motion on the fabric of my running shorts in my crotch. I am getting aroused by the act of getting off in this quite foreign location right out in the open. Am I really alone out here? I really can't be sure, but at the moment I am not thinking about that at all. I move the fabric of my shorts to the side and slide the end of the vegetable along my opening. My arousal is heightened so high, for someone to see me enjoying myself is stimulating my senses into overdrive. I turn the squash perpendicular to myself and let it gently part me open and slide it in just a little bit. I feel like I going to explode. The sensory overload is astounding. I slowly move the gourd in and out building up to an epic event.
Just then I hear a voice from behind me "I've seen you running on the trail..."
I am startled and embarrassed by what I have been caught doing, "I so sorry." and am pulling the squash out and a hand touches me on the shoulder.
"You do not need to leave on my account." as I look over my shoulder to see a tall, lean red-head woman looking down at me.
"I didn't mean to do this here."
"It's ok, I've seen you before and didn't quite know how to introduce myself." and her hand comes down to me mine holding the squash and her fingers cross between mine to pluck it from my hand. She guides it back past my shorts and lets it slide back inside me. I let out a little moan. I can't believe that this total stranger wants to get me off. She take her free hand and guides me to lie back on the bench.
"Please, I can't"
"It will be fine." as she rubs her hands over my bound breasts. She keeps moving the squash in and out with a rhythm that is slowly increasing just a my breathing is increasing. In this new experience it takes very little effort to get me to come. "I knew you were so beautiful the first time I passed you on the path."
"I've seen you too, but I never knew where you were coming from." as my breathing slows back down.
"Now you know and I hope to see you more often." as she remove the squash and places it on the ground. She props me back up and sits down behind me. "Let me help you with this." and she pulls my sports bra up and off and tosses it on the grass. She buries her head in my shoulder and reaches around and cradles and then fondles my breasts. I can smell the sweet scent of the shampoo she uses on her hair. One of her hands slides down and starts rubbing my crotch.
"Please, not again, not out here." but her pace quickens and my legs start to quiver. I can't resist her at this point. The exhibition of the act has increased my libido to such great heights that I am aroused to easily under her touch and I shudder as her moist fingers rub deep into crotch.
Then suddenly a garage door is heard rising from around front of the house.
"Please, you need to go, but please come back tomorrow."
"I'll think about it." as I snatch my sports bra off the grass and pull it back over my head. She snatches the squash from beside the bench and places it in my hand.
"I would love to see you again." as she pulls me in and gives me a quick kiss.
I don't say a word and take off down the trail like a thief fleeing a heist. I have a large smile on my face I think I will be back.
