A Fantasy Garden

The lady is in late 60's and realises that she has never been wild, daring or 'free' She see and hears about the young liberated youth of today, and wants to see what she’s been missing all these years, safely married but now divorce. She want to experience and fell a younger love, not a young person, a man with experience to helps fill in the blanks she has found, he is late 40’s

It starts like this: - sorry about the spelling!

It was a Summer evening or should I say a balmy evening just got back from a good evening with friends i walk around the garden, i have just a dress on,(nothing underneath) no shoes I love bare feet .......... I am walking around, the garden is looking very pretty wonderful sweet smells, the moon is very bright tonight so many stars, Ah there he is looking hansom, small whisky in his hand, as I get near he sees me, that wonderful mouth is smiling slowly i walk towards him as i get closer he has that familiar smell on him i love.
I crawl (?) onto his lap, his eyebrows shoot up in surprise. I put my arms around his neck and cuddle into him. Gingerly, he puts his arm around me.

Um.... yes he say to me i waiting for you, are you happy? I shake my head . Tipping my chin up, he gazes into my eyes. I pull my head free from his hold tuck it beneath his chin , i curl up smaller on his lap. bemused ,he wraps his arm more tightly around me and kisses my neck slowly up towards my lips. then he lifts me ........... his hands go along my leg to my thigh