One wife’s fantasy

It was a typical night in our house. The k**s were in bed and we had just finished yet another round of mediocre sex. As he fell asl**p I find my hand moving towards my pussy to finish the job he never seemed to complete. I began to wonder what it would be like to be used by several men. I closed my eyes and let the fantasy play out.

“One, two, three” I mutter to myself counting the dandelion patches s**ttered over my lawn. “Every year Joe swears that he’s found the latest and greatest in weed control but the damn things keep coming back!” I say to my next door neighbor, Bill. Bill is a landscaper so I know he’ll have some advice. I‘ve watched him carefully manicure his lawn every Saturday for years. He is very good looking with his brown skin glistening in the sun. So good looking that I often have to grab my dildo while watching him. I wonder if he notices that I‘m having a hard time refraining from touching myself now as we talk.

“Well there’s your problem right there, most of your commercial weed killers are more harmful to your lawn than the weeds.” “You mean to tell me he’s been wasting hundreds of dollars to ruin my lawn?” I asked incredulously. A small smile plays across his lips as he says, “Don’t be too upset, most people don’t realize what they’re doing. I’ll give you a little known secret. What you need to do is to pour a small amount of regular white vinegar on every patch every day. Give it a try and let me know if you like the results.”