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  "That was..." She kisses me sweetly. "Quite a surprise. No, don't take it off, either. Leave it out and put on your coat."

  "Honey, I can't walk around with it hanging out."

  She opens the door to the gingerbread house. "You only have to get as far as the car. Then I'll make it worth your while."

  I gulp and hurry after her. Dignity is the last thing on my mind when she is in the kind of mood that lets her strut ahead of me wearing nothing but pumps, a skirt and a long coat.

  I like what she likes. She likes what I like. It's that simple.

  Mankato Tree Service; Customer Satisfaction Guaranteed and Free Estimates Available

  by Ali Vali

  "AVERY, DR. WILSON called while you were out," Eileen, Avery Mankato's assistant yelled out the window when she saw her boss drive up. "The old guy wants his oaks trimmed along the south end of the yard, says the leaves keep blowing in the pool."

  "He does realize that those particular trees, as well as all the ones in the front yard, are on the registry? I can trim them but I can't cut them down." Avery kept taking equipment out of the back of her truck so she could send her guys home early, the gray t-shirt she wore sticking to her because of the sweat she'd worked up.

  "He said that if you're not out there by the morning, he'll poison them and blame you when the garden society ladies picket in front of his house."

  Claiborne Wilson had been her first customer when she went into business and no matter when he called it was always the same. Avery had to drop everything and tend to his wishes no matter how many other people were on her list ahead of him. "Any place in particular he wants me to start?"

  "The ones by the pool first. His niece is staying with them for a few weeks and he doesn't want her sun worshipping disturbed."

  "God forbid," Avery said shaking her head. Tomorrow was going to be another long hot day, but until she actually won the lottery, they all would be. The blessing was that she loved her job. "And I bet I have a better tan than Claiborne's niece," she said to herself as they unloaded the last of the equipment.

  THE SLEEK BLACK Mercedes was backing out of the driveway as Avery's truck turned in, and Claiborne stopped and rolled down his window. "I thought semi-retired people didn't get out of bed until noon," Avery said with a smile, waving to Mrs. Wilson.

  "We're headed out for a few days to play golf, so try not to fall out of anything growing in the backyard while we're gone," Claiborne said. "If you do, you can forget suing me. I'll swear on a stack of bibles that you were drinking just like you do every time you come out here."

  "Don't mind the old codger, dear, and I wanted to tell you how much I love your new billboard advertisements," Mrs. Wilson said. "You look rather muscular hanging from that maple, and they really capture that great smile of yours."

  "Thanks, ma'am, and have fun." Avery waved again and started to pull her equipment out of the back. The trees in the Wilson's yard were beautiful, and most of them were planted before the Civil War, so it would take her rope harness to safely navigate through the massive and extensive branches.

  With her chainsaw, rope and cleats she made her way to the back yard, figuring to start with the one closest to the pool. By the time anyone came out to enjoy the space she'd be far enough away to not disturb them. Since none of the large branches were coming down, and it was mostly taking out the small dead wood, she'd decided to send her crew to the next location and get this one done herself.

  Perched on a branch she took the chainsaw off her back and cranked it. After one last look to the ground to make sure she wasn't going to drop anything on anyone she got to work.

  SAMANTHA WILSON MANEUVERED her chaise lounge away from the water and toward the trees so she could watch Avery work. After her aunt had pointed out a billboard on the way to dinner a couple of nights ago, Sam had started working on her Uncle Claiborne to have something trimmed. Avery really wasn't the type of woman she was usually interested in, but stranger things had been known to happen if you kept an open mind and saw what was right in front of you. At least that's what her mother was always preaching in her weekly phone calls from Boca Raton while her father was out playing his three hundred thousandth game of golf.

  "Keeping an open mind is certainly working for me today, Mother," Sam said to herself as Avery moved out of view for awhile as she finished the backside of the tree. "I'd think you'd totally agree with what I have in mind if you saw what was right in front of me today." What surprised her was that her nipples were rock hard just from looking. They were so hard they felt uncomfortable pressed up against the fabric of her bikini top. To take care of that, she reached up and pulled on the knot behind her neck and dropped it to the slate decking of the pool area.

  It was totally uncharacteristic of her, but she figured Avery wouldn't mind she was topless if she happened to look her way, and there was no one in the house to be concerned over. There was only one way to know if Avery would even notice her, but just in case it took awhile she squeezed some sunscreen on her hand and lathered it over her breasts. It was one thing to try and excite the help, but quite another to do it with a sunburn that would sting for days.

  Avery finished with the first tree and used the harness to repel down, outlining her butt as she slowly let the rope out until her feet were on the ground. The sight of her tight ass made Sam sit up for a moment to get a better view for the next climb. She'd started to pinch her nipples and roll them between her fingers imagining it was Avery's hands on her.

  It was getting hot as Avery made it to the next tree and Sam ran her hand along her chest liking how easily her palm glided over her sweat lubricated skin. Before Avery made it up to the branches Sam lifted her butt and took the bottom of her bathing suit off as well. The chainsaw started again and she heard it rev a few times, and she could just imagine Avery's finger on the trigger and it made her wet. With her one hand on her left nipple, she moved the other one down slowly until she reached between her legs.

  For easier access she spread her legs and ran her index finger through her wetness as easily as Avery was cutting through the wood. She kept stroking herself, hoping that Avery would turn in her direction and see her. She wanted Avery to not only notice her but to finish what she'd started. She was wet and she could feel how hard her clitoris was, but she moved her fingers slowly and softly along her sex. No matter if it came at Avery's hand or her own, Sam wanted it to be slow--torturously slow.

  "Come on, look up," Sam said softly, wanting to will Avery into glancing in her direction. "If you do I'll give you something new to trim." She added a little more pressure and it made her lift her hips just slightly off the chair and that's when Avery must have looked in her direction because she heard the chainsaw's engine gun for a long stretch then sputter dead.

  Avery turned to get to a dead limb that was slightly further down the branch than any of the others. As she stretched to reach it not wanting to walk too far out and take the chance of cracking the living part of the tree, she saw her. The redhead sitting on the lounge with her hand between her legs obviously pleasuring herself. Her brain went blank for a moment. In reflex, she squeezed the trigger of the chainsaw long enough that from the odd angle she was hanging she flooded the engine.

  "Shit," Avery let slip just as she heard the woman moan now that it was quiet. The sound, together with the way she was looking straight at her, made Avery drop the saw and lose her footing. Considering that she was still tethered to the tree, the harness let her fall only so far but left her dangling embarrassingly upside down about four feet from the ground. She was twirling and only saw glimpses of the woman who stood and made no attempt to cover up.

  "Are you alright?"

  "I'm fine, it's just my ego that's bruised. Before I release the harness and take the chance of knocking myself unconscious, let me apologize for intruding on your privacy." She stopped twirling when Sam stepped closer and put her hand on the side of her hip leaving Avery's line of sight slightly below breast level, but he
ll if she was going to bother looking at her stomach. "I really thought I'd be finished before you made it out here."

  "Uh huh," Sam said as she brought her other hand up and put it on Avery's leg, sliding it downward to see just how far up her shorts she could get it. "You're not bothering me at all," she peered down to see if Avery appeared upset with the touch and laughed when Avery's blue eyes were glued to her breasts.

  The heavy cotton of Avery's shorts felt stiff but the pant leg was wide enough for Sam to get her hand in until she almost reached her goal, but the harness stopped her. With one more quick look down Sam undid the button on the shorts with a flick of her fingers and the zipper going up sounded like when Avery was starting the chainsaw. Now that the shorts were open she smiled at the navy blue boxers with little green trees on them.

  "I've actually been waiting for you all morning," Sam said as her fingers reached the soft hair that in this case was just below Avery's opening. "My aunt showed me your new ad and I wanted to see if your claim is true." The harness was making the material of the shorts pull taunt against Avery's crotch, so Sam had to inch her fingers forward until she reached the wetness she was glad was there. It was never any fun when admiration that was strong enough to turn to lust was one sided.

  "Claim? I'm not sure I've made any just yet," Avery said and Sam could tell it was all she could do to concentrate on the words. The pad of her index finger was sitting just on top of Avery's clitoris and if anything it felt impossibly harder than hers.

  "Sure you have." Now that Sam was actually touching Avery and not herself, she decided that slow might not be the way to go. "It's written on the side of your truck."

  "Free estimates?" Avery asked then laughed. "You're going to pay me?"

  "I might just leave you hanging in more ways than one if you don't try guessing again." The threat was followed by Sam bending her finger, which applied more pressure to where Avery most craved it then she eased off. Before she could say anything else Avery lifted her head and sucked in one of her nipples and further anchored her position by putting her hands on Sam's hips. When Avery changed her tactics and bit down gently Sam came close to having her legs buckle.

  To take back some control she pressed down harder and moved her finger back and forth as much as the tight confines would allow her. She could feel that Avery was wet and she couldn't reach the source just yet, but the thought of making her come like this, hanging upside down suddenly became her goal.

  "God that feels good," Avery said after her lips made a popping noise as they broke away from the dark pink nipple.

  Sam spread her legs for more balance and grabbed a hand full of shirt to keep Avery from twisting away from her if she started to wiggle too much. Since Avery was hanging she pushed her away just a little to admire the strong body that was hers at the moment to do with as she pleased. More than anything she wanted to feel Avery wrap around her fingers in the most intimate of ways, but the pants would only allow her access to the hard clit.

  The short firm strokes seemed to be enough as Avery started grunting and moving her hips to Sam's cadence. The movements made the material shift enough for Sam to be able to straighten her finger so that it glided from Avery's opening back to her clitoris. Sam's finger was getting wetter, which in turn made her efforts easier so she sped up. Avery's face was turning red and the muscles in her neck and shoulders were standing out in vivid detail but her hips didn't stop moving.

  "Don't stop," Avery grunted and Sam pressed their bodies together so she could keep Avery from swinging.

  With Avery's head against her chest Sam could feel her own excitement dripping down her leg. The added desire was coming from the fact that each time Avery exhaled, it was directly over her right nipple and at the moment it felt like that part of her anatomy had a live wire attached to her groin. The tree limb holding Avery started creaking when she moved against Sam's hand but neither of them stopped.

  Even though Avery was upside down Sam was amazed just how easily she was able to thrust. As they moved together it didn't take Avery long to climax and when she did she kissed the skin between Sam's breasts before she straightened up as much as she could.

  "Are you sure you're okay?" Sam asked as she put her hand against Avery's face.

  "I will be in a minute." With a smile she pressed the latch on her waist and released the rope holding her up. On the way down she flipped and landed on her feet staggering a few steps as the blood rushed from her head. The sudden movements made her shorts and the harness fall to her ankles and she kicked them off leaving her in her boxers, t-shirt and boots with the cleats attached.

  After she shook her head a few times she took a step forward making Sam take a step back. She took another step and Sam took another one back. By the fourth time they repeated the movements, Avery caught up with her. After years of doing physical hard work Avery had no problem picking Sam up until she wrapped her legs around her waist.

  "I know you're into trees but that bark looks rough," Sam said as Avery started walking.

  "Considering you just managed to knock me out of a tree for the first time in my life, a few scratches might be a just punishment," Avery said as she kept walking, having to lift her legs slightly higher since her cleats would bury themselves in the grass as she went along. The movements made Sam bounce in her arms, her wet center rubbing along the front of Avery's t-shirt. "But I have something else in mind."

  The cleats sounded loud as they reached the deck surrounding the pool. Carefully Avery laid her on the lawn chair.

  "Don't tell me that my punishment is you're going to leave me here," Sam said.

  "Hardly," Avery bent down to remove her climbing equipment and shoes. The shirt and sports bra came next, followed by the boxers.

  Sam propped herself up on her elbows and watched the strip tease. When she was naked it was amazing just how much darker the skin on her arms and legs were from her torso. Sam's wetness increased when she was pulled to the end of the chair and Avery draped her legs over her shoulders.

  "Before I fell out of that tree," Avery spread the glistening lips apart as she spoke, "I noticed how slowly you were going." She stopped and kissed the inside of Sam's thigh. "Do you like it slow?" She kissed the other side of her thigh.

  "Slow or fast, I don't care as long as you touch me," Sam said sounding like she was out of breath.

  Avery responded to the plea by circling her clitoris with the tip of her tongue. She moved with Sam so that no matter how hard Sam tried to get her to put her tongue on the hard point she continued to circle it. Sam pressed her feet into Avery's back and came close to coming when Avery suddenly took her into her mouth and sucked in Sam's clitoris against her tongue. It felt like all of a sudden her passion had exploded in Avery's mouth.

  She pressed her feet harder into Avery's back and her legs clamped down on her head as if she was trying to keep Avery just where she was. It felt like all of her nerve endings were in the hard bundle in Avery's mouth, and it only intensified when she slowly inserted one of her fingers.

  More than anything Sam wanted to give into the orgasm that was building, to speed up her hips and reach the finish line she was racing toward, but just when it seemed like she had gotten to the point of no return, Avery took her mouth away and pulled her finger out.

  "No," Sam let out the protest and moved to put her own hand between her legs. She was so desperate...

  Before she got anywhere near her sex, Avery grabbed her hand and put it above her head as she got on the chaise with her and put her knee between Sam's legs. "I know," she said softly into Sam's ear when she leaned over her. "I could feel you squeezing my finger because you want to come so bad, but not yet, baby." Avery brought her other leg up and used them as a wedge to keep Sam spread open. With her left hand she held Sam's hands above her head and with the right she got her index and middle finger wet by swirling them around the opening of Sam's vagina.

  "I know what you want, but you taste so good." Avery brought her f
ingers up and painted one of Sam's nipples with her juices.

  Sam was able to break her hands free when Avery sucked her nipple dry of her essence then painted the other one. Not wanting to lose the sensation of pressure Sam squeezed the breast Avery had left. Her self pleasuring must have inspired Avery who sucked on the other nipple to the point that Sam's hips bucked up in an attempt to connect with something.

  "Please," Sam tried again. The edge in her voice made Avery move down and put her mouth back on her. This time she ran her tongue from Sam's opening to her clit and just as Sam thought she was going to repeat it so that it caused the same delicious sensation, Avery pushed her wet fingers in suddenly filling Sam up and touching the spot no one else had been able to find. "Fuck," she said when Avery sucked her in.

  Sam pulled on Avery's blond hair as if she wanted her to stop but it was only a reflex that Avery thankfully ignored. She sucked and pumped her fingers until Sam's body became rigid as the orgasm finally washed over her.

  Her eyes remained closed as the final spasms died away and Avery lifted her up off the chair and carried her to the shallow end of the pool and descended the steps into the cool water. The contrast in temperature felt good against her overheated skin, and she was content to float in Avery's arms as she took them a little deeper. She was almost too tired to smile when she felt the kisses to her throat.

  Their first kiss of the day was long and sweet and when their lips parted Sam finally opened her eyes. "I guess that customer satisfaction boast isn't just a slogan huh?"

  Avery laughed and tweaked a nipple for the tease. "This is a service exclusive to one customer so I'm glad you're satisfied. And good for you my insurance is paid up after you knocked me out of that tree."

  "Just wanted to see if I could still make you sweat as much as those trees you love so much," Sam said then bit down on Avery's neck. "And speaking of trees, Uncle Claiborne says you'd better finish his job or he's charging us rent while we stay here."