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Next summer Gary and his family wanted to go on holiday for 3 weeks. He asked me to look after the house and garden. God! I would love to do so!

One day it was raining and I had to pick the ripening berries in his garden. I went there just after work and wore therefore my nice clothes! Shit! I forgot to bring my old jeans and boots with me!! I guess you know now what I had in my mind!!!

The garden was completely wet but the berries were red and should be ripe! I locked all the doors of the house and took off my clean nice clothes. I went into the bathroom and emptied the basket containing the laundry. I was lucky! I found Gary's most sexiest and dirtiest pair of blue Levi's. Very slowly I put them on together with one of his very sweaty T-shirts. God, that was great to wear those dirty smelling and very tight blue jeans. I looked at my self in the mirror and saw that my growing cock was lying in the big crotch which was faded by scratching his dick. I almost was crying with my luck!

Out in the garage, Gary's horny turned down rubber boots were waiting for me and I put them on very slowly. Now I had to wank and in no time I spread all over Gary's jeans and I left it there!!

Picking the berries was just so horny even in the rain. I got wet in no time but that made me even more horny. Every time I bent over to pick I felt my stiff cock inside the wet jeans and I heard my bare feet making noises in the rubberboots. Do I have to tell you that I had to stop and go into the garage for wanking....??? Every time I spread my loading on the jeans and boots.

Finally the work in the garden was done for that day. I wanked for the last time and let the cream flow into one of the boots. I put the stuff back were I took it and took a bath!

Of course I was afraid that someone suddenly should appear (neighbours, family ...!) but every day in 3 weeks I did it in that horny way and nobody found out!

A month later, I told Gary, that some of the days, when I was in their garden it started to rain and I had no spare clothes with me. Therefore I found a pair of his jeans in the laundry and pulled on his rubber boots in the garage. By telling him that and thinking what his answer would be gave me a very horny feeling in my crotch.

His answer was that I was welcome to do that and could do that as often in the future if necessary. He also told me how glad he was to know that because it was a mystery how his old jeans had become so wet and why his rubberboots had moved and got more dirty. His family had talked about having a visit by a very perverted burglar!!!!

Do I have to tell you that every year since then I have been waiting for the holiday season???

Gary did remember our talk and often before the family left put his old dirty jeans and rubberboots in front in case it would start to rain!!!!

One guy commented that in Canada, people don't wear turned down rubber boots. Well that my be more true today, but not in the late 1960s and early 1970s. Anyone who liked to wear rubber boots during this period wore them turned down. And they looked so hot!!! That's why I am so attracted to turned down rubber boots...especially black ones with red soles with the tops turned over 2-3 inches showing off a hot white canvas cuff. I cannot get enough of them.

If you ever get the chance to rent the movie "A Whale For The Killing", do it! It took place in Newfoundland and stars Peter Strauss (an American actor from the late 70's early 80s). The movie took place around 1981 and has lots of shots of turned down rubber boots on fishermen. I own a copy that I had to special order ($59.00 US).