Lady Anne Summers looked out of her bedroom window through the lace curtain and did a double take. Her hazel eyes narrowed with concentration and zeroed in on the young male who was bending over in her garden. She took in the broad, tanned back and tight buns in blue jeans, with growing excitement.

“Hello, hello,” she breathed. Now - what to wear to get his temperature soaring?

***

William Spencer stood up from his digging and wiped his sweating brow with a handkerchief. He’d only just started work as a handyman/gardner for Lord and Lady summers and as yet he hadn’t even met his employers. The agency had sent him round to the large house and he’d been instructed by some stuck-up git to start work on the garden.

So, here he was on a blistering hot day, digging some posh knob’s garden. He’d taken his shirt off an hour ago and didn’t care what anyone thought. If they didn’t like him being shirtless, they could dig the bloody garden their selves

***

Lady Anne opened the drawing room doors and stepped out onto the large sun terrace. She saw the object of her lust several metres in front of her and stood for a moment admiring him; the play of muscles on his strong back as he bent up and down to dig, and the way his jeans tightened across his bottom.

Whoever this Adonis was, he was new and Lady Anne’s fingers were itching to get hold of him. Smiling predatorily, she advanced across the lawn to him.

“Hello, I’m Lady Anne Summers,” she said huskily, “You must be the new Gardner?”

William froze in his task at the sudden interruption and gritted his teeth…’You must be the new Gardener,’ he mimicked in his head. Must be beneath you, huh, Pet? He thought angrily and was ready to tell this chit just what she could do with herself. He span around and wasn’t prepared for the sight that met his eyes.

A blonde beauty was standing in front of him in the skimpiest blue bikini he’d ever seen, and his heart stopped. Small breasts were barely covered by two patches of material and the small triangle covering her sex made it quite clear that it was neatly trimmed. He ran an appreciative eye over smooth, tanned legs, back up a surprisingly curvy figure for a small woman, and up to her pretty face.

“I’m not just the Gardener,” he drawled.

Lady Anne nearly swooned as this sex God spoke. She hadn’t seen his face earlier and she definitely wasn’t disappointed; sensual lips, chisled features, high cheekbones and beautiful blue eyes. His bleached blond hair gave him a bad boy look and she so hoped he was bad.

She acknowledged his slightly pissed off attitude with her and smiled disarmingly,

“So, what do you do?”

William raised a scarred eyebrow. Was this bird for real? Did she really care? Probably passing some time with the hired help was how she got her jollies.

“I’m also here as a handyman, Lady Summers. I’m here to fix things that you rich folks break,” he said off handly.

The emphasis of her title and his curt reply were meant as an end to their conversation. And his rudeness should have offended her, but Lady Anne found herself getting wet at his attempt to get rid of her. So, he wanted to play hard to get, hmm?

“Well, I need your help…erm…”

“William,” he supplied.

She smiled brightly, “Yes…William. I need your help with something.”

He frowned, “What is it?”

“You’ll have to follow me and I’ll show you.”

I’ll show you all right, she thought mischievously.

William reluctantly put down his spade. Maybe if he could just do the task, she’d leave him alone. She was a very tempting piece - too tempting and he didn’t want to upset Lord Summers.

“Okay, Lady Summers, lead the way.”

William almost groaned aloud when she turned around and walked away. Her bikini bottoms had a thong back and he was tormented with the sight of her lovely tight bum. Flipping heck, what is she trying to do to me, give me a coronary? He was suddenly very reluctant to follow her, but follow he did and watched her sweet cheeks swaying from side to side.

Lady Anne led him to a secluded part of the grounds, where a sun lounger was. She reached down and picked up a bottle of suntan oil and then turned to face him.

“I need you to rub this into me. I can’t reach a lot of places,” she purred.

William immediately conjured up an image of himself rubbing oil into said places and found himself sorely tempted. But he resisted.

“I’m afraid I can’t do that, Lady Summers. It’s not in my job description and I wouldn’t want Lord Summers coming after me with a shot gun.”

She laughed at his comment, “I wouldn’t worry about that. Angel won’t be bothering you. My marriage to him is just a show. He’s as gay as they come.”

William raised an eyebrow, not sure whether to believe her or not. He’d heard of these rich, bored wives who just wanted a bit of extra curricular with the servants. And yet he had to admit that this woman was beginning to get beneath his skin, so if she wanted him to touch her lush curves, then he wouldn’t mind in the slightest. But he wasn’t going to play her game. He’d play by his rules and if she wanted him, she’d just have to wait.

William grabbed the bottle of oil from her, pretending that she had snared him. Lady Anne smiled and lay down on her front ready for the first touch of his wonderful hands.

He knelt down beside her and rubbed some oil into his hands. Then he started to smooth the oil into the soft skin on her neck and back. He kneaded the skin as he did so and heard a soft moan from her.

Lady Anne melted under his touch. She had him just where she wanted him, she knew it. He couldn’t resist her, she thought smugly.

William continued to rub oil into her, his hands gliding over her smooth back, under the straps of her bikini and down towards her buttocks. She was a fine looking woman with a body made for sin and he felt turned on already. But not half as turned on as she was going to be. He began to caress her firm cheeks, his hands going over each globe and then dipping between her legs.

“Is that okay, my Lady?” He asked.

Lady Anne was so aroused by his touch that she didn’t hear how tongue in cheek his question was.

“Yesss,” she almost hissed in pleasure.

William grinned and continued his task. He caressed the oil into her soft inner thighs and she opened her legs to accommodate him. He knew she was willing him to move aside the fabric and plunge his fingers into her, but William deliberately didn’t. He wanted to and his erect cock straining at his jeans was begging him to. However, their union would be so much more explosive if he made her wait a few days.

Instead, William oiled her legs and feet and asked her to turn over. Disappointed, Lady Anne turned onto her back. She would have him yet.

“You don’t mind if I take my top off, do you? I usually sunbathe topless.”

She noticed the bulge in his jeans get bigger at her words and hid a grin. At last.

“No, my lady, I don’t mind. Would you like me to oil those too?”

“Yes, please William.”

William watched as she undid her top and dropped it to one side. Then she lay back and closed her eyes. So, she wanted him to fondle her tits did she, hoping it would lead to other things? She had a lot to learn.

He started from the bottom this time. He oiled her feet and legs, running his hands lightly over her skin and gradually worked his way up.

Lady Anne moaned when his hands tickled the delicate skin of her inner thighs. They seemed to linger there for a moment and she mentally begged him to rip her bikini bottoms off and pleasure her. But they moved on up and she frowned. This wasn’t right.

Instead, William caressed her stomach and watched as the muscles spasmed in response. Her smile returned and she bit her lip when his hands finally massaged her breasts. They were beautiful and he found it very hard not to lean down and suck the nipples, but again he resisted.

He settled for pinching and rubbing the nipples repeatedly and was rewarded with a groan.

“Is that okay, Lady Summers?” He asked.

“Yes, wonderful, William.” She sighed.

“Good, I’ll get back to my gardening then,” he said.

Lady Anne’s eyes flew open at his words and saw he had gone. She swivelled round and looked over the sun lounger to see him striding away. She was all wet and horny and she knew she had turned him on - and yet he hadn’t touched her. The bastard! This was going to be tougher than she thought. Frustrated she slid a hand into her bikini bottoms and pleasured herself.

Back at work, William’s erection slowly went down. It had taken all of his will power not to make love to Lady Summers and he almost groaned in agony. She was certainly going to get it when the time came.

***

Lady Anne spent a frustrating week trying to get William alone, but he always managed to evade her clutches, or ignore what she was blatantly offering. She spent many a day with her vibrator, which was far from satisfying. Was he gay? Or is it me? She began to worry.

Meanwhile William had to admit that the past week was frustrating for him as well. Lady summers had continuously taunted him with her lush body in skimpy and sexy outfits and he had had plenty of dreams about what he would like to do to her. The time he had nearly succumbed was when she was naked in the hot tub and had asked him to check the water taps for her - they didn’t seem to be working properly. The sight of flushed skin, and rosy nipples appearing above the bubbles had tormented William. Maybe today he would take pity on her….

***

Lady Anne decided she would have a sauna to try and relax herself and stop daydreaming about the luscious William. She stripped off her clothes and entered into the sauna, sitting on a wooden bench and closing her eyes. The steam whirled around her and she began to sweat.

When the door opened, she ignored it. It was probably Angel come to join her on the rare occasion he was home.

“No lover to entertain you then?” She queried, without opening her eyes.

Silence followed her question and she opened one eye lazily to find a naked William in front of her. She sat bolt upright and opened both eyes wide,

“You!” She said huskily, not sure whether to be pleased or not with him - he had played so hard to get.

“Me!” He acknowledged with a grin.

“I had almost given up on you,” she pouted whilst eyeing his body appreciatively.

“I thought you must be gay!” She taunted.

“Gay!” he spluttered, “I’ll show you how gay I am.”

He pulled her up from the bench and hard against him, his mouth taking hers with bruising intensity, while his hands roamed her body.

“At last!" She panted, when he finally released her mouth so that she could breathe.

Lady Anne ran her hands over his muscular torso and slowly went to her knees. She took hold of his erect cock and licked it from base to tip, then dragging her nails lightly down his inner thighs, she watched as his balls jumped in response and bent to lick them.

“Jesus!” Shouted William, and ran his hands through her silky hair. He had to touch her and it was the only part he could reach at the moment.

Lady Anne looked up at him, as she took his cock into her hot mouth. She ran her tongue all around its head as she bobbed up and down. Her hand was wrapped around the base and it followed her mouth - up and down, up and down.

William groaned and panted above her,

“That’s it, Pet..harder…suck harder!”

Lady Anne obeyed and soon tasted the salty drops of pre-cum. She lapped them up and sucked harder and faster. Her fist gripped him tighter as she pumped and then William was shooting his load into her mouth. She drank it down quickly and licked her lips.

William helped her to her feet and watched smugly as her face showed her surprise at how quickly he was growing hard again.

“Oh, my,” she said in wonder.

“Indeed,” he agreed and picked her up to impale her on his cock. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. Her eyes nearly crossed at the sudden impact of him deep inside her and she mewled loudly.

“I’m so…argh…glad…oooh…that you….argh…made me wait.”

William up to the hilt in her tight little quim had to agree. The sensation of finally being inside her after deliberately frustrating himself for a week was mind blowing. He gripped her buttocks and thrust deeper into her.

“You have no idea how hard it was ignoring you, pet,” he grunted, his face straining with the effort of his thrusts.

She smiled and kissed him hungrily, tasting him with her tongue. He tasted of cigarettes and whiskey, which normally would have turned her off, but somehow it didn’t taste gross with him.

William groaned into her mouth when he felt her roll her hips, grinding herself on him and squeezing her inner muscles at the same time.

“Bloody hell!” He muttered and increased his pace.

Lady Anne smiled into his sexy blue eyes as she rode him and with another tight squeeze of her internal muscles they exploded together, limbs quivering and awash with sensation.

***

“I can’t believe that you made me wait a whole week, Spike!” Buffy pouted.

“Now, come on, Kitten. Your instructions were to keep you frustrated for a while.”

“You certainly did that successfully,” she said. Then she looked up puzzled when he laughed suddenly, “What?”

“Your line about Angel being gay,” he sniggered.

She smiled, “I thought you’d appreciate that one. But don’t you dare tell him!”

“Would I?” He said innocently - too innocently…

Buffy’s eyes narrowed, “Spike. Don’t make me beat you!”

Epilogue

Buffy looked at the pregnancy indicator in her hand in pleasant surprise and went into the bedroom to show Spike.

“Spike, our little sex-capades have produced something. We’re pregnant - well, I am,” she gushed.

Spike jumped up from the bed, “That’s great, Pet. A little sprog! Are you sure?”

She held up the indicator, “This seems to think so.”

She frowned in concentration, “Maybe the Ring of Amara made you all fertile guy…”

He grinned, “Yeah. I’m gonna be a Dad!”

He picked her up and swung her round with joy, “I’m gonna be a bloody Dad.”

Buffy laughed at his soppy expression, “And I’m gonna be a Mum,” she said, leaning in for a deep kiss.

The End.