Martha’s Garden Part 1

Martha’s Garden Part 1

Pierre has a gardening company and he employs about 15 green thumbs that tend to the manicured gardens of some elite neighborhoods in the State of California. His other profession though is network marketing. It is where he had built for himself a means of financial independence. Some of his gardening clients also come from this pool, a pool as well where he often dives in for some clam. 
Martha is one such client, her orchids are tended by Dave and Pierre tends to her bush from time to time. Martha is wealthy and a respected member of the community so her torrid rendezvous with Pierre are kept discreet. Often they meet at hotels where they book separate rooms and then meet up for some wild humping.
Martha first met Pierre at a charity auction hosted by Pierre’s network marketing company. Members of their group wanted to help Hurricane Andrew victims in South Florida, primarily those members they had who had lost their homes but also the rest of the 175,000 who were left homeless after the tragic storm.
She bid on a fine antique brooch set with old Dutch cut diamonds and seed pearls that Pierre graciously offered at $1000. By the end of the bidding Pierre’s old trinket fetched $3100 and was sold to Martha. Pierre congratulated Martha on the fierce battle she won bidding for the piece and thanked her for supporting their worthy cause. He then invited her for some champagne at the garden to celebrate her victory.
She was a fine woman, distinguished by her charm and elegance, common for a person of wealth and breeding. Sipping her champagne like royalty, Pierre was enamored by her beauty and her creamy white cleavage. The conversation was centered on the history of the brooch and how she was an avid collector of unusual pieces. Every time she spoke, his eyes locked on to her bee stung lips, and he would imagine them wrapped around his hard penis - sucking on it with great gusto.
Martha at this point began to notice his glances and the way he would space out as they talked. Maybe it was the champagne or her hidden devilish nature but she asked Pierre to take a walk with her amongst the orchids. He took her hand and escorted her like a gentleman as they walked in rows upon rows of orchids.
“Do you find me attractive?” she asked. Pierre responded, “Why, who would not find you attractive? Truth be told I have been smitten by your beauty and charm and I am certain it is not the champagne talking.” She kissed him tenderly at first and their lips and tongues began to wrestle. Their hands groped at their privates and soon they started taking each other’s clothes off.

More on their first encounter on the next post.