The rebirth of Andrew Bishop - chapter 19 - Sex Stories

The rebirth of Andrew Bishop - chapter 19

... it a step further this week though. Nude gardening," Drew quipped. "She is one of a kind," Dave said. Drew handed a coffee to Dave, "Come on, I promised her a cup, let's go and find her." They exited the back door and walked around the veranda that surrounded the old sandstone house. They found Tess raking the gravel path through what she had been calling the cottage garden. It was strictly not a cottage garden as all of the plants were native Australian flowering plants that could survive the harsh summers. Dust was billowing all around her bare legs as she raked the dry leaves and bark of the path. Her small, pert breasts swung with the action. If she was at all self conscious with her nudity Drew could not detect it. "Here you go Tess, fresh coffee," Drew called as he leaned down over the veranda rail to pass the cup to her. Tess propped the rake against a tree and stepped closer to reach out to Drew. "Just what I need," she said taking the mug. She took a sip and then looked down and brushed the dust off her breasts. "At least I won't have clothes to wash when I'm finished," she proclaimed, "But it is getting warm. I might just put my new seedlings in, water my tomato plants then call it a day in the garden. Could you get me a bucket of farm fertilizer from under the shearing shed? I didn't like the snake talk we had last time we went down there." "What is she talking about?" Dave asked Drew. "Come on I'll show you," said Drew. The two men left Tess to finish her coffee ...

... and create more dust and headed towards the sheds. "When I have dressed properly I want to go for a long ride on my quad. Want to come?" asked Dave. "I'm afraid I can't this morning, I have to prepare the spit and get things ready for our visitors. You go ahead, no problem. Just leave all the gates as you find them, that's the number one rule on any farm," Drew answered. Drew picked up a bucket and a shovel from the machinery shed, then together they walked down to the shearing shed and filled it with sheep manure. "There we go, farm fertilizer as Tess called it," Drew said with a smile. They walked back to the house yard. Dave went inside and put jeans and a shirt on. He then pulled on and buckled the knee high motor bike boots and picked up the helmet. Drew delivered the bucket of fertilizer and then returned to the machinery shed. Dave was there checking the oil level in his new machine. He also made sure that it had sufficient fuel. "Ride carefully," said Drew, "I have to take this lamb up to the house and get it ready." He opened the big old refrigerator in the corner of the shed. Dave was a bit shocked by the sight of the carcass of the sheep hanging by its back legs. He was not used to seeing so much meat in its raw form. Meat for him had always come in styro-foam trays wrapped in plastic from the supermarket. Drew tapped a muscle on a leg with two of his knuckles.The meat had set nicely and would be easy to handle until it warmed to room temperature. He draped a large ...