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 Coming in from the summer heat, Heidi kicked off her sneakers and peeled off her damp socks before walking across the living room to her open kitchen. While she wanted nothing more than to take a shower, she dug deep to find the energy to move around and get everything together in a hurry. This was her best chance to put things back on track for the day. 

The forecast had called for rain this morning, so she had planned on a leisurely few hours with her husband warming him up to the idea of them trying something her sister bought. Instead it was a blistering, humid day and he had started the front yard early. She had just finished cleaning up the clippings so they were not in the street or on the sidewalk, as the township was very particular about that kind of stuff. Carson would probably be in soon when he wrapped up in the back yard. She had to get this shake made.

Her bright athletic shorts and XS-sized sports bra were stuck to her tanned, lean body like they had been painted on. While no stranger to the feeling of being hot and sticky, it was just an additional aggravation today. It was not even that they had done yard work that was irritating, but how she had to do it. Normally she used the leaf blower, but they had lent it to her parents last week. Which meant she had raked two sides of their three-quarter acre corner lot by hand. Her whole body ached nearly as much as it did after going climbing.

Putting that frustration aside with a long, deep breath, she pulled her soaking wet hair back into a loose ponytail that laid flat against her neck like seaweed. While scooping ice out of the freezer and into the blender, an auburn spiral swung back into her face, followed by a couple more twisting locks. She puffed at them and opened the jar of protein powder that her younger sister had sent along with a few other things in a package that had arrived yesterday. The smell was so rich she almost believed the taste could be as decadent as it claimed to be. Scoop after scoop of the chocolate flavored dust went in over the ice.

Turning back to the fridge she pulled out the milk and her secret ingredient which was in a used butter tub. She poured enough milk out to cover the ice and powder then pulled the lid off the tub. Which is just when Carson came in.

“Bunny? You done up front?” Carson asked as he stooped through the sliding back door, smelling of sweat and cut grass. He paused when he realized she was standing in the kitchen working around the island. “Is that what I think it is?”

“If you are thinking a refreshing protein shake, you might be right.”

“Is that the stuff Maria sent you?”

“Yup. I just need to add one last thing,” Heidi gently shook the small tub before knocking it on the side of the blender and dumping out a thick, creamy fluid.

Her towering, gym-loving, former Marine husband looked at the tub’s contents with a perplexed look on his handsome, square-jawed face. “That’s not yogurt, is it?”

“What else would it be?” She grinned at him, just enough to show the dimples which she knew were one of his few weaknesses. She felt a shudder of anticipation as her hulking stud of a husband glanced between the glass pitcher, the container, and her. Finally he sighed before laughing. 

“I’m too bushed to care, really. I’m sure whatever it is will be a great addition.”

“You’re gonna love it!” The blender snapped on and began to fold the absurd, protein-rich shake mix together. The sound of ice being crushed filled the room and she turned back to find her husband reaching into the fridge to retrieve a liter bottle of water. His thick fingers reached around it like it was simply a normal sized beverage. His vast grasp closed around the plastic with a soft crunch as he twisted the top off and began to guzzle the contents. 

Not that it was any surprise he was thirsty. He was so soaked with sweat that his damp muscle shirt and mesh shorts fit his tall, broad body like a second skin, leaving little of his two hundred and eighty pounds to the imagination. Especially his wonderfully thick eight inch cock. It was half hard from all the stimulation brought on by mowing the lawn and doing the edging. Both the crest of his glans and thick vein that wound up his shaft like a river were visible through the lightly strained material. She licked her lips reflexively. She loved Carson dearly and for all kinds of reasons, but his physique definitely topped the list.