She spent a lot of time at the allotment these days. Since splitting from her boyfriend she needed something to do in the evenings and at the weekends and this was the perfect thing. Being out of doors was really good, the fresh air seemed to make her feel better as well as the exhilaration of the physical work. When the sun shone it made her feel happy and warm and when it rained she felt like it was washing her troubles away. She loved the fact that she was growing vegetables, fruit and flowers, liked getting dirty and sweaty and being at one with nature.

It had rained a lot lately and the soil was very heavy. She found digging hard work and so after a short amount of time she retired to the shed to have a drink from her flask. She poured some hot tea and nibbled a biscuit, hoping that it would give her the energy she needed to continue. When she went back outside she noticed there was a young man sitting on the bench at the edge of the allotments. A public footpath ran a long the edge of the field and so people often stopped there, but normally when the weather was better. At least it was not actually raining but it was quite cold and damp underfoot, not the nicest weather for walking with the clouds gathering overhead as well.

She started digging again and then the rain started to fall. It was just a few large drops to start with and then it got faster but she carried on. She was not keen to stop, now that she had got into it and finished digging her row before she looked up to examine the sky. She noticed that the bench was still occupied and by now it was bucketing down so she indicated to the man to go inside her shed with her.

He ran across the field and they quickly got inside and she shut the door. The rain was pounding on the roof and they were both pretty wet but it was warm inside and she offered him a drink. He sipped some tea and they chatted a bit about the weather but didn't really talk a lot. She had rather taken a fancy to him when she saw him close up – she hadn't noticed before when he was on the bench as he was too far away.

He was probably in his early twenties and was black with dark hair. She had always liked black men and was a little embarrassed in his company, never having been with one before, not like this anyway and not sure what to say. He was checking her out as well, noticing her bouncing breasts under her wet shirt, tanned skin and auburn hair. She had freckles on her nose form the sun and he noticed that if he looked down her cleavage he could see traces of paler skin which had not been exposed to the sun so much.

Suddenly their eyes met and they both guiltily looked away and then back again. They knew then that they had been checking each other out and it was him that made the first move. He stepped forward and opened up her blouse making some excuse about hanging it up to dry as he removed it and spread it over her bags of compost. She was rather startled but enjoyed the fact that she was exposing some of her flesh to this young man. She was comfortable with her body and liked showing it off when she could. Despite recently splitting from her boyfriend, she was not unhappy with all men and was enjoying the way that he was looking at her.

Her bra was wet as well so she took it off, letting her breasts loose with a bounce. He then took off his wet shirt and they continued taking off layer after layer of clothing until they stood in that dirty shed with nothing on at all. The rain was still battering on the roof and although it was cold, they were both feeling very hot.

They stood there looking at each other for some time until he approached her and held her breasts in his hand. She loved seeing his dark hands holding her pale flesh and she could feel her stomach twisting in to knots at the thought of what could easily happen between them. As he played with her, she reached down to his cock and stroked it softly. She knew that she had a strong grip and dirty hands so she didn't want to be too rough with him.

His hands were soon reaching down between her legs too. By now she was wet and juicy and he easily slid some fingers inside her. He soon turned her around and positioned her so that she was bending right over, exposing her large white ass and pussy lips. He stood behind and was just the right height to penetrate her like that and he thrusted into her again and again getting harder and harder. She gasped as he left her no time to breathe and her body was on fire as his black cock penetrated her over and over again.

She found herself coming over and over again, all of that pent up emotion and frustration, the shock of what was going on and the fact that he was black was so amazing that she just kept going. In the end he did not wait for her to finish, she felt him quicken his pace, let out a guttural moan and withdraw just in time to spray his come all over her ass.

She was still coming as he massaged it in to her skin and then they got dressed again. He soon left, without waiting for the rain to stop with a passing apology for not being very helpful in getting her dried out. She did mind at all and struggled back into her wet jeans and shirt and prepared herself to go home and have a nice hot bath.