Authors note: This story isn't one of my usual ones, either in length or by category. Just a little shorty for some fun. Enjoy!
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It's hard to believe that it's January and the last weekend of bow hunting season. Usually this time of year I'm bundled up against frigid cold, shivering in one of my tree stands. Not today though. It was well into the forties by the time the sun started peeking through the bare trees. I'd already peeled off my heavy outer clothes and was sitting in just my base camo layer.
Now that the sun was up, I could see the new house they were building just to the north of my property. I was disappointed when they started, bulldozing a good portion of the fifty acres of woods that adjoined my two hundred. Actually I was more than disappointed. More like irritated. It sounds petty, but I'd been working on my property for years to get really good deer hunting spots, and this one, one of my favorites, overlooks the small pond I'd worked so hard to dig. Now, instead of being deep in a woods with a heavy thicket slightly to the north for them to bed in, it was almost on the edge of a small field. Then to add insult to injury, they built a huge two story house less than a hundred yards from the pond, and my stand. I had little doubt that this was going to be the last season for this stand location.
As hunting season progressed since late September I'd watched the house go up, and now, other than the landscape work, it looked done. Just half an hour ago the orange flush of the sun cast itself on the bottoms of the early morning clouds from below the horizon. In just minutes it gave way to long orange streaks and then the first tinges of the huge orange disk crawling up into the sky. It was probably one of my most favorite times of the day, sunrise. I'd watched the disk grow in size until it seemed stuck to the horizon, unable to detach itself and continue its crawl into the sky until finally it broke free and its orange gave way to bright yellow and then stark white as it crawled higher in the sky. Its disk was now clear of the tops of the leafless trees after spending almost half an hour winding its orangish rays through to me.
Hunting wasn't done just because the sun came up. It just changed now. I could see farther and deeper into the woods. I pulled out my binoculars and scanned the woods, the glasses allowing me to focus on the depths of the woods instead of the closer trees. I didn't see any deer, and for fun switched to looking for the unfortunately out of season turkey I could hear calking.
Unable to spot the elusive bird, I aimed my glasses at the house to check out the progress, wondering how soon the new occupants would be moving in.
The house was built with passive and active solar, almost the entire south face built of windows and sliding glass doors. I could see easily into two first floor bedrooms, a large bathroom and kitchen, all exposed to the huge back deck with nearly floor to ceiling glass. I briefly wondered if the owners planned on curtaining the windows or if they felt they were protected facing nothing but woods. I hadn't expected an answer but found one anyway, in the form of a tall thin blonde woman standing at one of the bedroom windows, staring at the sunrise.
Her body was obviously curvaceous, even in the thin green thigh length robe. The lime green material was see-through enough even at this distance to make out the twin dark circles against her lighter breast skin as she stood with her arms crossed under what had to be D or larger breasts, occasionally lifting a cup of coffee to her lips. Her legs were long and sculpted, clearly muscular, but not overly so. Her blonde hair hung down over one shoulder and part way down her left breast as she stood surveying the sunrise. She was distinctly good looking in anyone's estimation, even at a hundred yards away with fifty power glasses.
I was so busy checking out her that I didn't even see the other woman at first, crawling from the big bed behind the green clad beauty. She pushed herself out of the bed and stepped from behind the green clad beauty. Stunning! That was the best word to describe the second woman. Clad in only a small pair of white lace panties, she stepped to the window next to the first woman. Her brunette head was maybe two or three inches taller than the blonde, her breasts slightly larger, though sagging down farther under their own weight, each taking the shape reminiscent of a large water droplet. Her brown hair was cropped moderately short, barely reaching half way down the back of her neck. Her nipples were already hard as they protruded from large, round, puffed out areolas. Her body was slim and toned and I had little difficulty imagining her spending significant amounts of time at a gym to maintain her sexy body.
She turned her body after a few moments watching the sun, turning to face the blonde, and slipped her hands around the blonde's waist, gently turning her so they faced each other.
I sat and stared as the two embraced, clearly the embrace of lovers. Their lips pressed together as did their bodies, the brunette's hands wandering around the blonde's body, both over and under the robe. Before long the robe was pushed off her shoulders to slide down her arms, revealing her completely nude body beneath.
The coffee cup was taken from her and set on the floor as the brunette sunk to her knees in front of her lover. Her kisses started on her stomach, and slowly, tantalizingly, inched around the blonde's mound and thighs until the brunette's face pressed between her legs. The blonde's hands moved to her lover's head and an obvious gasp escaped her lips. It took no imagination to know where the brunette's tongue was.
I felt slightly guilty, sitting in a tree a hundred yards away, unknown to them as they shared their private moment, but I was unable to tear my eyes away from the stunning sight. I touched the focus on my binos and sharpened the image, focusing on the blonde's rock hard nipples and puckered areola as she moaned and mouthed something to her lover.
