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In the throes of a steamy affair, I found myself in the midst of a romantic rendezvous with the gardener's wife. The scene was set in their backyard, where he was diligently planting flowers, oblivious to our clandestine tryst. The heat of the sun and the intoxicating scent of freshly turned soil only fueled our desire. I couldn't resist the allure of her luscious curves, and as the gardener buried his seed in the ground, we buried ours in each other.Her hands were expert, guiding me through a dance of lust that left us both breathless. The thrill of almost getting caught only added to our arousal, making every touch more intense. Her body was a garden of delights, ripe for the harvest. We explored each other's bodies, lost in our own world, until the gardener's voice broke the spell. But by then, we were too far gone to care. The garden became our playground, a testament to our shared passion and the raw, primal nature of desire.