The Garden of Pleasure (Prelude) (Patreon)

You know a refined woman like Mrs. Simons surely doesn’t mean anything rude by it, but her touch is shamefully giving you indecent thoughts about how wonderful her touch would be in other parts on your body. “A-actually, this garden is probably the best I’ve ever seen!” Not just in sheer size and wealth, but the plants that grow here are just magnificent. “I don’t know what your previous gardeners were like, but I’ve never seen plants so vibrant and full of life!” Even the roses in front of you are magnificent, a stunning hue of red and bigger than any rose flower you’ve ever seen before. They could win world-class competitions, you’re certain.

“Oh…” Mrs. Simons turns to look at the roses, a cheeky smile dancing across her sharp cheeks. “I think that might be due to me…” You turn and give her a curious look, and the older woman smiles at you, a strange amusement in her green eyes. “I use… well, let’s just say it’s a secret fertilizer, shall we?”

You blink for a moment. “What’s the fertilizer?” You ask without thinking.

“It’s a secret, silly!” The older woman playfully slaps you in the shoulder. “Didn’t I just say that?”

Oh, that’s right! “Oh yeah, It wouldn’t be a secret if you told me, would it?” You chuckle, feeling a little embarrassed. Mrs. Simons laughs along with you, and then gives you an enigmatic look. “I-is something wrong?” You ask after a moment.

“No, nothing wrong.” Mrs. Simons smiles at you. It almost looks like a smirk, but you’re sure that the older woman would never do something so crude. She looks you up and down for a moment, her green eyes lingering on your chest for some reason. “Just thinking about how wonderful it is that God never gives with both hands...”

So, this story turned out to be a lot longer than I expected. Sorry about that! I'll try not to let it get away from me again. The rest of it will follow on Saturday.