Aroma Therapy - Sex Stories

Aroma Therapy

... hopefully have a better orgasm.

The morning went by quickly and included a breakfast of pancakes and lots of coffee. Just past ten o'clock I headed out to start working on the new flower bed. As I came out of my garage, I looked at Ron's and Jan's driveway and saw her Explorer was gone. I was disappointed because I was hoping to see her working in her yard.

I had just finished the second row of retaining wall bricks and was confirming they were level when I sensed movement behind me. I turned to see Jan moving towards where I was kneeling down working. I saw she had on her standard tight grey shorts, but it looked like instead of sports bra on she had a regular bra under a white tank top. It was pink and I could see some lace edging on it.

Her breasts were larger, rounder, and there was lots of cleavage. I had to force myself not to stare at her boobs and look at her face instead. She gave me a small wave, followed by a nervous smile. Looking past her, I didn't see her Explorer, so I assumed Ron was driving it for some reason.

"Good Morning." I greeted her.

"Good Morning. Starting a new project? New flower bed?" She replied.

"Yep... been wanting to put something over here for a while. What are you up to today?" I asked.

"It will probably look great. Just going to do some weeding, edging, maybe a little tree trimming. Ron took the boys to play golf with his dad this morning."

"Oh great. Day to yourself and of course you will spend it working ...

... in the yard. I need to grab my water bottle in the garage, be right back." I laughed.

When I came back Jan had sat on bricks on the edge of the flower bed. I took a seat next to her. We turned and looked at each other and both blushed, then giggled.

"So glad it isn't awkward or anything." She said.

"Yea... me too." I laughed.

"Uh...so... anything new you want to tell me about." She gave me a smile.

I hesitated. "I think... well I owe you... but I am really embarrassed right now. I confessed my kink or fetish or whatever and I feel really... I guess exposed and embarrassed. I think it would be easier to tell you about it... if I knew if you had a kink or even if Ron had one that you... supported or tolerated, I guess."

"Oh... hmm... well that makes some sense I guess."

"So, do you have fetish? Or does Ron?" I asked happy to move the focus from me.

"Yes... I think his is more a kink, I think... mine is more a fetish, maybe. I am not completely sure I know the difference, honestly." She giggled a little.

"What would you call my panty... uh... thing? Maybe that will help figure it out." I replied.

"I would call that a fetish... it doesn't involve someone else... well it does but that person doesn't have to be there for it, right? You can get off with just having the fetish item available..." She raised and eyebrow as she finished speaking.

"Yea... that seems right. In fact, I have never done it when another person was around." I told her ...