It was a hot, humid day in Cape Cod. Tom Moore was riding his motorcycle to the Fullmer's house to do some landscaping and gardening. He arrived, and scoped out the scene. It had been awhile since he had worked on their lawn, and he would be there for some time. He started to work, first mowing the lawn, and then tugging at tight weeds and pushing a spade roughly into the ground to upheave them. He had a good the feel for this, and he was very skilled with his work. It was second nature to him. His mechanics were very fluid, and his body worked like a well-lubricated machine.
Unaware that anyone was outside of her opened window, young Lucy Fullmer was changing out of her bra and underwear into her bathing suit. Tom Moore was pulling weeds and as he looked up he caught a glimpse of Lucy. He tried continuing with his work, but his glimpse turned into a stare and the distraction was too captivating. She first took of her thin tank top, to reveal her baby pink bra. It was nothing fancy; no lace, no adornments such as jewels or beads. Tom admired the light color and simplicity of the bra, which could be no bigger than a b cup, and his eyes descended from her bra down to her navel and then down to her pants.
She thumbed the button undone, and shook out of her pants. Lucy was wearing a lace, light blue thong from Victoria's Secret. Tom tried looking down at his work again, then decided it was no use, and he didn't care if he was trespassing her privacy. He had already seen too much, and he was going to see as much as he could. Tom never received additional pay, and so he decided to take advantage of this externality. Lucy struggled to unfasten her bra. Tom pictured himself helping her out of it, and then grasping her breasts in his hands. She finally unclasped her bra, and then slid her underwear to the floor.
Tom saw her full, exposed front side, and then as she went to grab her swimsuit, he also saw her figure from the back.
Tom's viewing experience quickly expired when Lucy put her swimsuit on. He looked at her clothed, and in his imagination he could still see her naked. He relished this in his mind for a few seconds, and when he looked at Lucy again, she was looking back at him. Tom was very surprised, because he didn't think that she would be able to see him from her room. It was the slightest length of eye contact, but it was comfortable. She had looked surprised herself at first, but then her eyes softened and looked welcoming. She turned around and went further into her house. Tom, embarrassed, quickly delved into pulling weeds again, trying very hard to concentrate. He just hoped that she didn't suspect that he saw her changing. Tom finished pulling weeds and now was planting the flowers Mrs. Fullmer had requested. He heard the door open, and he continued working and looking down at his hands.
"Hey Tom, how's your day going?" asked Lucy.
"I couldn't be better. I'm working in the warm sun and planting beautiful flowers outside of a beautiful house. How're you?" Tom replied nervously.
Lucy walked closer and knelt by his side. "I've been better. My best friend has been consistently ditching me for her boyfriend and has been forgetting me. I'm supposed to go swimming with her but I just feel like I'm being used. Can I help you?"
"Of course, just don't screw anything up, cause it'll be on me!" Tom played.
"And you think I'll mess up?" Lucy asked.
"I'm just messing with you. I bet anything you do will be perfect".
She started adding soil to the ground, and grabbed a hoe. She dug a hole to put the seeds in, and was pouring them in when Tom stopped her.
"There you go lessening my pay, dear, I knew you weren't a flower-planter the first day I saw you".
"Tommm, if there was anything I was meant to do it was plant flowers. Enlighten me and you will never have to correct me again!"
"Alright, take notes. Pay close attention. If you make one mistake I'm firing you."
"Note taken", replied Lucy.
"You were doing fine until you dug that shallow hole and put the seeds in. You've got to make a deeper hole before you fill it. Watch me" Tom instructed.
Tom used a hoe to dig a deeper hole than Lucy did, and then poured the seeds into it. He then covered the hole with soil, and poured some water on it.
"Now you try"
Lucy plucked the seeds out of her hole, and she dug it deeper.
"Even deeper", Tom commanded.
She dug the hole deeper, and then poured the seeds in. Next, she filled the hole with soil, and was watering it when Tom stopped her again.
"You're getting too wet. I mean, you'll drown the seeds basically if you give 'em too much water."
"I guess I'm fired then," said Lucy.
"It's alright, you're nice. I'll give you another chance."
The two planted more flowers and eventually finished within about 15 minutes. When they were done, Tom took off his shirt and wiped his forehead with it. He was slick from head to toe with sweat. Lucy tried to not make it obvious that she was looking at his nice body. She'd never really looked at Tom before, and she found herself attracted to him.
"Wow, I'm drained. Come inside and let's cool off. We can get something to drink." Said Lucy.
"Okay, thanks for your help! You helped me finish 2 times quicker than I would've on my own."
"Don't you mention it!"
They got inside and Lucy prepared ice waters for herself and Tom. Lucy watched as Tom quickly finished off the whole glass within a few seconds.
"Thirsty much?" said Lucy.
