This is the first in a series of stories about the 'Nymphs'. Clearly it must be a work of fiction from my fertile yet somewhat dirty mind. But I will have to admit to using elements from real life. Of course names and place have been changed to protect the not-so-innocent. There will also be additional stories that, although not in the main narrative, are related.
Please note the events depicted occur in Australia hence some of the unusual terminology for 'overseas readers'. Comments and suggestions are always gratefully received.
Copyright SBarak1 2017.
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I had finished a contracting role and had a few weeks off before starting my next assignment. It was time to catch up on some odd jobs around the house and I was keen to pursue my 'professional' photography ambitions.
I made a list and at the top was getting the roof guttering cleaned out. Living in a two story town house meant that it was not easy to access the top section of the roof. So rather than trying to do it myself, I jumped on Google and searched for a gutter cleaning businesses in the area. I made a few calls and submitted some on-line enquiries. A bloke dropped around and checked out the place the next day and in the end I got a couple of reasonable quotes. One quote stood out, as the company used a large vehicle mounted industrial vacuum system. They could did the job quickly and it was half the price of the other quotes. I took the plunge and booked them in.
On the day I made sure I was at home and at the appointed time. The temperature was getting hot, about 35C. There was a knock at the front door. I opened the door to find a bright eyed young blond looking at me.
"Hi! I'm Debbie, we're here to do your gutters," she proudly announced.
Debbie was about 5'5," blond, curvy-athletic build with big boobs for her frame. She had a pretty face with full lips.
"Well hello," I said looking her up and down. "Nice to meet you Debbie, I'm Alan, you're bang on time," I responded, expecting to see a guy.
"We aim to please," continued Debbie in her bubbly voice with a big smile on her face. "Emily is just setting up. It should take us 10 minutes to get ready. Is there anything we need to know before we get started?"
"No, everything should be fairly straight forward. I'll unlock the side gate to give you access to the back yard," I replied.
"OK, thanks," said Debbie. "I reckon the job will take about an hour. Barry, the guy at the office, will email an invoice when we are finished. Better get going then."
I followed Debbie out the front of the house admiring her nice ass packed into a pair of cut-off denim shorts. I looked over to see Emily unloading the equipment from the truck. She had got the ladder ready and was setting up the vacuum system.
I spoke to Debbie, "If there's anything you need just knock on the door."
"Sounds good," said Debbie. "Hey Em, this is Alan, he's the guy we're doing the job for."
Emily looked up. I could see she was about the same age as Debbie, late 20's, maybe early 30's. She was dressed similarly to Debbie in runners, loose fitting tee-shirt and tight shorts. She also had an curvy-athletic build, blond hair, pert boobs and an ass to match. She had a pretty face and was a little shorter and lighter than Debbie.
"Hi Alan," Emily responded, giving me a friendly wave.
"G'day Emily nice to meet you," I replied. I paused and looked back at Debbie. "Hey Debbie, you know I'm surprised to see the two of you here doing this job."
Debbie turned around to me with a curious look.
"Well, I was expecting a bloke, the way Barry was talking," I went on.
"Oh, that's OK. That would probably be Kevin. He does most of the work but Barry books us in when we are available. You see we work together in a retail store in the city but we don't get enough shifts. Through a friend, a couple of years ago, we started giving Barry a hand with this business. With this vacuum it makes the job so much easier. We like the work, it pays well and it keeps us fit," Debbie explained.
"Fair enough. I will leave you to it," I said. I watched the women a bit longer while they set up their equipment then went back in-doors.
Well that's not something you see every day I thought closing the front door. Two blond nymphs cleaning gutters. I went back to the study and continued working at the computer. I could hear the girls talking to each other and dragging the vacuum hose over the roof. Then I heard the engine for the vacuum start up.
I walked outside about 30 minutes later with two large glasses of ice cold water.
"Here you go ladies," I shouted over the din of the vacuum engine. Debbie looked up, raised her fingers to her mouth and gave a sharp piercing whistle. Emily promptly shut down the vacuum. They both climbed down the ladder and took the offered glasses.
"Hot work," I said, as they both gulped their glasses of water down. Both girls were sweating and I admired their boobs through their clinging tee-shirts. I could see Emily's nipples were particularly hard and prominent.
"Yep, sure is," said Emily as she caught my eye checking her out. The girls handed their glasses back to me, said thank you and were quickly back up the ladder and on the roof again.
Gee they don't slow down, I thought, as I went back inside and put the glasses in the sink. I then went into the garage to do some test shots in my makeshift photographic studio. I must have been there for about 40 minutes changing lighting positions and experimenting with camera settings when I heard a knock.
Emily was at the front door. "We've finished Alan," she said. "And we are just cleaning up. Deb's covered in mud and dirt from the gutters and wants to know if we could use the hose in the back yard to wash up?"
"Sure," I responded, looking down at Emily. She was streaked in dirt and mud as well. "I'll go out the back, get the hose ready and will see you there."
I headed through the house and out into the backyard, grabbed the house, fitted the trigger spray and ran it out to the small area of the lawn as the two women arrived. I had brought out some soap and a towel. I handed Emily the hose and Debbie walked out into the middle of the lawn and proceeded to take off her runners and socks. She threw them aside and to my surprise Emily turned the full force of the spray onto her. Debbie squealed as the cold water hit her and proceeded to turn around slowly while Emily hosed her down thoroughly. I was enjoying the show. Debbie's tee-shirt clung to her body showing off her impressive boobs.
"That should do me. Your turn Em," said Debbie.
Emily released the trigger spray and handed it to Debbie as they swapped places.
"Have you got anything dry to change into?" I asked.
"No need," said Debbie, "Do this all the time. While the weather is hot we can just drip dry and get going," she continued.
With that Emily slipped off her runners and socks and Debbie commenced to hose her down. I continued to enjoy the show as Emily turned around a few times. Emily was by now soaking wet and without realizing it I was starting to get a bit of a bulge in the front of my shorts. This did not escape Emily as she turned her back to us and Debbie sprayed her ass. Emily was giggling by now as she leant forward and placed the palms of her hands on the ground and spread her feet about 18" apart.
"Nice view Em," said Deb with a big smile on her face. Emily's upside down face appeared between her legs. "Why thank you, I try my best. I think Alan likes the view too," Emily responded.
Debbie looked at me and down at my tented shorts. "Hmmmm, he certainly does," said Debbie. "Let's see what else he likes shall we?"
With that Debbie put down the hose, walked out onto the lawn and, with some difficulty, removed Emily's wet tee-shirt exposing her sports bra. She then peeled off the bra exposing Emily's pert breasts. Emily had an even tan and her perfectly formed breasts had rather hard, long nipples pointed straight at me. I guessed her cup size to be a generous C maybe a D.
"What do you think Alan?" Debbie asked as she cupped Emily's left breast and looked me in the eye.
"I think they are beautiful," I replied somewhat hesitantly, standing there rooted to the spot.
Debbie bent down and gently licked Emily's hard nipple.
"Maybe he likes a larger cup size," said Emily. And with that she grabbed the hem of Debbie's tee-shirt and commenced to peel it off. After a bit of wrestling with the wet tee-shirt she finally removed it along with Debbie's somewhat old and battered bra.
Debbie's breasts swung free. Although she had a small frame her boobs were big for her size. I guessed she had to be a DD or an E cup at least. Her hard nipples were surrounded by a dark puckered areolae.
"Careful Deb, you might take someone's eye out with one of those," said Emily giggling, as both girls looked over at me.
"There you go Alan, now what do you think? Whose tits do you like the best? Mine or Deb's," asked Emily.
It was an almost surreal experience. I was standing in my back yard on a sunny day. Which in itself was very normal. However I was being confronted by two semi-naked wet nymphs who were comparing their naked breasts and asking me for an opinion. I lifted my left arm up and pinched my forearm so the girls could see.
They looked at each other and then Debbie spoke up. "What did you do that for?"
"I thought I better check I wasn't dreaming," I replied with a grin.
Both girls giggled and looked back at me.
"Well I like both of your breasts. They both have admirable qualities," I continued.
The women were clearly enjoying themselves from the looks on their faces. Without realizing it my cock was certainly enjoying the show as it continued to harden and tent the front of my shorts. A fact that had not escaped either woman. The tease continued...
"Hmmmm," said Debbie. "I think he needs the whole picture," she continued, giving Emily a wink.
With that both of them turned and slowly eased off their shorts then briefs, with a lot of ass wiggling, then turned and looked straight at me. I took my time to look them both up and down with an appreciative eye. Both were true blonds, unshaved but trimmed. By now my cock was trying it's best to escape from my shorts. They both looked at my crotch. I saw Debbie lick her lips. My discomfort was apparent.
