Gardener of Lust in the backyard

It was a sunny afternoon when Lisa worked in her backyard. The scent of blooming flowers and freshly cut grass filled the air. As she struggled in the scorching sun, her eye fell on the new gardener. His muscular body moved smoothly between the beds, and his hands were full of soil as he moved a few plants. She felt a tingling in her stomach as she came closer to him. “Do you need help?” She asked shyly as she caught a glimpse of his mischievous smile. He looked up and replied, “Only if you want to learn something about how to properly care for plants.” Her language was suddenly broken; she wanted to know more than just about flowers. As she approached him, she felt the heat of his body and the attraction between them. He leaned over to her, his voice as rough as his hands: “Have you ever thought about how fun it could be to experiment in a garden?”