Essex Gardener Meets Attractive Neighbor in Sizzling Summer Romance Michael was in Essex. Gardening had never been one of his favorite subjects, but work was work and he needed the money. And lopping overgrown tree branches and general tidying of shrubbery was hardly rocket science, he thought. It was a sweltering hot day, there was very little breeze and the air was sticky and humid. MRS. O’Donnell explained what she expected him to do and went back inside the house to cool off. Michael brought a pair of ladders from the roof rack and a large bow saw from the back of his van and set them down in the shade of a huge Popular tree. He stripped off his shirt before placing the ladder close to the first limp branch that sadly looked over the garden. The sharp blade of his saw made it look easy, as within minutes, the huge limb crashed to the ground sending a flurry on leaves high into the air. Michael wiped the sweat from his brow as he extended the ladder to higher level. As he climbed to the top, a high pitched wolf whistle echoed in the air. Michael noticed a rather attractive girl in her mid twenties hanging out washing in the next garden. He threw her a smile, which she returned. “To hot for that kind of work,” she called out. “Yeah, but it’s a nice day for it,.” he replied back. She watched as Michael severed off the second branch. “Would you like a cold drink or something?” she asked. The girl pulled on her loosely fitted top, wafting the material to cool herself. Michael’s eyes where fixated on her breasts. He could see straight down her flimsy garment and it was obvious she wasn’t wearing a bra. “Or something sounds quite nice,” he mumbled, grinning. “What?” He shook his head. “Nothing, a cold drink would be great! …the next moment changed everything
