Afternoon Tea on the Lawn

'I've dropped my glasses,' the lady in the green dress says. 'Could you be a darling and pick them up for me?'

As I turned and bent at the waist a gentle breeze caught the filmy chiffon of my dress causing it to blow upwards and display my stocking tops and lace panties. It was that moment I saw a hunk of a man approaching. It was the gardener I had seen earlier and he was grinning from ear to ear, eyeing me up and down like I was first prize at the county fair. He wore a pair of worn army green combat trousers and a white T-shirt that was stretched tight over his muscular physique. He was hot and sweaty and his fingers where covered in mud. He had crystal blue eyes and brown wavy hair with a baseball cap with the words "stud" on the peak. He was at least six foot and as he stepped closer I felt a wave of excitement flash through me just like I experienced earlier with the builders when they wolf whistled. Was it the dress that I wore? Was it the heat of the afternoon or the sexy lingerie that clung to my every curve? Whatever it was I couldn't help feel incredibly excited and my eyes kept looking at his huge groin. He looked to be in his mid to late 20's.

'I've staked out the fruit trees and planted the begonias, madam,' he says wiping his forehead. Where did you want the climbing rose?'

I forget about the recent humiliation and gaze at him like a love stick teenager.

'Against the conservatory, John,' Mrs Forrester replied. ' And when you're done can you slip into your uniform and run Rosemary here back to the high street in the Mercedes. She has to be back at "Debut" before five. I promised her manageress, Trish.' He looks at me, his eyes prowling over me hungrily and grins. 'OK madam.'

As he saunters off the ladies notice my infatuation and giggle. Mrs Forrester turns to me and smiles. 'Before you go I've one other request. My niece has just got a job at a country hotel and I had made for her a special dress. Be a love and slip it on so I can check it fits.'