=== Part VIII ===
Once again, I'd fallen asleep after closing my eyes for a brief rest. Fortunately, there was still plenty of light when I awoke this time.
I took a quick look around to see if I was still the only one close. I was, and the two girls further down were also gone. I slowly turned my head towards my grandmother's, taking a quick look at the VandeHaden's - it didn't look like anyone was in the kitchen.
I stood up, and made my way inside. My trunks were still a little wet in the seat, so I first decided to change into a pair of clean clothes. Once I was out of the bathroom, I headed into my room. I saw a bit of movement through the window, and looked over at the second floor. Amanda and Erin were in the second floor's corner room, sitting on the bed and talking. The wall opposite now had a couple of pictures on the wall. Amanda was still wearing the light blue shirt, and Erin appeared to be wearing another white t-shirt. Since both were sitting, I was unable to see much else.
Neither one was looking in my direction, so I stepped back from the window a bit and dropped my trunks. If either one looked out the window, they'd see me standing there, looking over at the them, completely naked. I didn't stand there very long before I grabbed a pair of underwear, shorts, and a shirt, and slipped each one on in turn. When I looked back over, both were still talking.
I headed downstairs to talk with my grandmother before dinner.
---
"Next week," my grandmother said, halfway through dinner, "I'll be heading over to Green Bay for a couple of days. While I'm gone, I'd like you to run the place. Since you've been doing such a good job already, I feel confident that you can handle whatever comes up.
I'll be gone Wednesday and Thursday, so I want you to try to get as much done on the remaining four houses as you can by Wednesday. For the two days that I'm gone, I'd appreciate it if you stayed close to the house. If everything goes okay, you can have Friday completely off, and you can finish the last houses the following week. How does that sound to you?"
Of course it sounded great, as I now had a good chance of catching Amanda if she went out on Wednesday or Thursday.
After dinner, we sat out on the back porch, talking about how I was doing with the work. We also caught up a bit more on how school was going, and she told me more about how things would progress over the summer. The largest amount of work would be these first couple of weeks of the season, since most of the houses had been sitting empty so long. While she tried to get things ready before people moved in, her long-time grounds-man had moved rather suddenly. She deducted from the first month's rent, in exchange for people living with the grounds for a little bit. Seemed like a good deal for most people.
Of course, some people hadn't liked it, so I had to do their places first, hence the work I'd done for my first couple of days. Once catch-up had been done, I would start working 20 to 30 hours a week, instead of the almost 40 hours I'd put in this week. Since I'd be paid the same, I was really looking forward to the coming weeks.
Once the sun had been done for a about half an hour, we headed our separate ways. Since the VandeHaden's kitchen light was on, I headed towards the lake first. I tried to make like I was cleaning up around the water's edge, but I kept my back to the lake as much as I could.
Both Amanda and Erin were in the kitchen, sitting on bar stools at the high table I'd seen earlier. They were looking at each other and obviously talking. Amanda started waving her hands, and Erin began to as well. Looked like an argument was brewing.
Erin pushed herself away from the table, grabbed her plate, headed over to one of the walls, backed away holding nothing, then headed upstairs.
I speed-walked up to my grandmother's, headed in the door, and upstairs to my room. I walked into the dark room, shut the door behind me, and went straight for my binoculars. Glancing through the window while I walked by, I could see that once again the bathroom light was a sliver cutting through the darkness. I picked up the binoculars, moved as far from the window as I could, and brought them up to my eyes.
Five minutes had passed, but there had been no change. After five more minutes, the light finally flickered off. Just as had happened the night before, the light in the bedroom turned on, and a woman stood in the doorway. With my new binoculars, this time I could see the detail of Erin's face.
I moved from her soft chin, down her throat, to her lushish chest. It seemed to be even larger than I'd thought. By now she was heading towards her bed, so I was presented with the profile of her body. She had something close to two coconuts of breasts in her shirt. The band on the front was some group I'd never heard of.
Again, she made her way towards the street window, and closed the blinds. She made her way to the other window, and looked left and right. I kept the binoculars absolutely still, hoping that there was no glare, something I had not thought about until now. My fears were unfounded because she simply looked left and right again, before moving her hands down to her waist, and pulling her t-shirt off.
I watched, moving my binoculars with her hands, as she pulled the t-shirt up over her belly, up to her chest, over her breasts, and finally off of her head. Keeping the binoculars to my eyes, I loosened my shorts and pushed them and my boxers down until they were just below my penis. I put a hand around my stiff member and started slowly bringing the tight skin from the base to the tip, and back.
She was rubbing her chest with one hand at this point, with eyes closed. I started looking down, when I saw that her other hand was rubbing the inside of a leg, close to her crotch. I started timing my own rythum to match hers when she suddenly stopped.
I froze, binoculars focused on her crotch.
Her hand started moving then, up her jeans. I moved the binoculars with her, until her hands touched at the button and zipper to her jeans. I watched as she unbuttoned her jeans, and brought the zipper down. She pulled open her pants, and started pulling them down her legs. While doing so, her upper body started coming down as she bent over. I moved the binoculars up slightly, and then started slowly bringing them down as her coconut size breasts kept moving lower. Right before she started standing up straight the image of my cock shooting white gold onto, and between, her breasts jumped into my mind.
I moved towards her face, but her eyes were closed, so I moved back down her body until I reached her hands. Having pushed down her pants, they were now moving up her white legs. They stopped at the crotch of her white panties, where they traced the 'V', til they reached the sides of her waist. She stopped, and I moved the binoculars towards her face. She opened her eyes, appeared to sigh, and turned towards the back wall, making her way towards the light switch. While the show was over for tonight, I was so close that I kept my eyes trained on her ass, covered by her white, full-backed, panties, thinking about my warm rod, pushing between her tight legs, while I quickly stroked my penis towards and over the edge, just as she switched off the light.
I'd have a mess to cleanup before I crashed, but it was well worth it. I do believe I was going to like these little shows, especially if they kept along the path they were going ...
=== Part IX ===
I woke up a little later than usual on Sunday, because of the excitement of last night. I stayed in bed for a while, gently stroking myself under the covers as I replayed the events of the night. After a couple minutes, I headed to the bathroom, took a quick shower, and headed down for breakfast. After a quick meal with my grandmother, she went off to church, and I headed upstairs to get on some trunks.
I made my way downstairs and outside, glancing at the VandeHaden's house for the station wagon; still not there. As I made my way towards the lake, I noticed a lawn chair set out in the neighbors lawn. I heard noises off to my left, where far down the lake, the two people, probably those girls again, were splashing around the float.
Glancing back to the lawn chair, there was nothing else beside it. I headed down to the water and dived in. The water was extremely cold, but after a couple of minutes, I started getting used to it. I swam a couple laps towards and away from the land. When I finally focused back on the shore, I noticed the ass of a floral swimsuit next to the lawn chair. Whoever the female was, she was bending over the chair, with her back to me, doing something with the chair.
I started slowly swimming closer, and forced myself not to let myself get any harder than I already was. After a couple feet, I realized that this was most definitely the daugther, just as the woman unbent, and her brown hair came into view. She was wearing a fairly full two-piece swimsuit, with a white background, and large, but spread-out, flowers.
"Hi there," she said, as she smiled/grinned over at me, looking over her shoulder. She turned slightly, presenting me with a view of her body in profile, but I forced myself to keep focused on her face.
"Hi."
She turned back to her chair, and I let my eyes fly down, and back up, her body. "Fuck fuck fuck ..." I thought. Her breasts looked even larger than they had yesterday. I was looking at her face when she turned her head back towards me, turned the rest of her body towards the lake, and started walking over.
"How's the water?"
"Nice and cool. You should jump in." I grinned wide at her.
She laughed, looked down and left, and smiled, all at the same time.
"Are you Erin?"
She looked a little surprised at this question. "Yes, yes I am."
"Your mom told me your name. My name is ___, I work for the property, keeping up with repairs and the like."
"Oh. Okay. She told me that I should keep my eyes open for anything that needed to get fixed."
That was definitely a good sign. Perhaps she was looking for a reason for me to come to her place as well. Surely if we both tried to get me into the house, I'd have no problem at all. Of course, that was probably just a fantasy. I had lied and told her that I hadn't checked the place over, so she was naturally looking for things that needed to get fixed.
"Getting some sun today?" Her skin was pretty white, not nearly as tanned as Amanda's was.
She laughed and smiled, and looked down at her body, moving her hands down the front of her legs, "Yup. I've got to get outside while I can."
