It was now my mission to spend as much time with the 12 girls inside, outside, and hands on as it was. Tara knew it too. She had been setting it up from the start. Suggesting this or that to get the girls to flash, streak, stay naked, or outright fuck. Tiny and Sara were the only true nudists in the bunch. Most of the others were wearing skimpy clothes, tiny bikinis, or airy sundresses that were see-through.
Many of the girls had normal jobs at college or in town. Sara, Tara, Mary Anne, and Andrea did not. But they were normally busy with their own lives. Training, studying, or hanging out with friends.
Andrea was a freshman. About to be a sophomore. She had dirty blonde hair, C-cup tits, a nice fit body, and was very normal. Not sex fiends or a bimbo. She kept her bikini on all the time, or shorts. No nudist activity.
She even admitted being surprised to have seen me applying aloe to all the naked girls. By the time it was her turn she didn't want to chicken out, even though she was very scared, and had not had a man's hands on her naked body that often.
I was surprised. Andrea was at least an 8 out of 10. Not the prettiest but she had a girl next door, guys best friend, or tomboy type air to her.
After our first conversation I told her as long as she played by the rules, I would not make her do any crazy stuff like Tiny would be doing. Andrea laughed but also whispered, "Yeah. I know not to get on her bad side. I have heard things."
"I have seen things. And it's a good idea." I whispered back.
The weather stayed hot. Much hotter than normal. I had regained some strength and stamina thanks to Mandy's diet program and daily exercises. Even a secret drink or pill here and there. Not sure what it was. But they did help a bit.
I made a decision to get some yardwork done. I had not gotten enough done in springtime as I was busy watching Tara, and the other girls do cheerleading as much as possible. Well with all of the girls out working or busy I decided to try and get as much done as I could do.
First, I hit the trees. Many had damage from the snow, wind, and blizzard. Many had a bit of a lean to them. I had to secure poles and strap them upright. I had hoped they would have filled in better by now. To make a bit of privacy for the small backyard area. Even though I had three buildings create a C-shape around a 2-acre parcel. There were still gaps to fill in.
I had decided to have a sport court built off of the detached shop/garage/storage building. Then a huge Lexan dome was to be built over a massive 16-person hot tub. That place had already been marked out. With these two additions to be finished before Fall I still had plenty of grass to mow and use.
The trees and bushes took up several weeks of work. Instead of just one row of trees which I had planted the previous year. I added two more staggered rows of the same types of trees and then a row of low growing bushes in between. Adding soil and covering them with bark or other things made it more likely they would flourish. I also increased how much water they were getting to keep them going.
After the several weeks of work I realized I had not yet regained my pre-injury abilities. Each night Mandy gave me work out protein shakes and steak, potatoes, and broccoli. Supposedly they were "the three Musketeers of building muscle".
I would say it worked but not quickly.
July 10th was upon us. The weather had been very hot. The news said we had broken 14 records for the hottest days recorded for over 100 years.
Just great too. Because today a crew of men were to start digging, trenching, and setting up the hot tub base, the heated water lines, and start the concrete forms for the sport court.
I didn't tell any of the girls this was going to happen. I didn't want them planning ahead. Not that they needed to.
As the trucks arrived at 6 am. The girls were all fast asleep. Only the ones who had jobs were awake and getting ready. Tara grilled me about the trucks and noises. I finally gave in. Not that I had to tell Tara. She had known for some time and kept it to herself.
"It should take two weeks. Then it will all be done. The concrete would still need another two weeks before we could use it. But 99% would be done and ready. Even the hot tub. Not that we would be using it in his heat will be done." I told them.
The best and easiest access to my backyard was through my main garage. For who knows why I had a garage door installed on the front and back of the building. I had both open and the men could drive whatever they needed into the backyard.
I was lucky they didn't have to mess up my new trees.
As the morning wore on. The girls who did not know what was going on came out. Rubbing their eyes. If the men had been paying attention, they would have seen at least 4 college cheerleaders completely naked looking out the main windows of the living room. I had to tell them to get dressed.
Sara was the only holdout. She just looked at me and shook her head. Her giant round tits swayed as she shook her head. Mandy finally had to pull her from the windows before the men saw her.
Not that it mattered. Because when they all returned, they were in tiny booty shorts, tiny bikinis, or skintight yoga pants and work out gear.
I told all the girls to stay inside as much as possible. The extremely hot weather was not healthy, and I didn't want the men to be distracted and run over by a tractor or fall off a ladder. The girls all giggled but still. They didn't listen.
After Tiny got back from her daily activities, she dressed in an absolutely miniature string bikini. She then grabbed a pitcher of lemonade and a stack of glasses. Before I could say anything, she stuck her tongue out at me and walked out back.
"Who's thirsty?!" Tiny yelled.
Tiny was without fear or embarrassment. She struts right towards the herd of 20 men. All hard working, all covered in sweat and dirt. And all of them were frozen staring at the short, skinny, and sexy woman walking their way.
After a few seconds the men ran towards her. Not walking, not trotting, but sprinted. They came to a stop just at Tiny's feet as she handed them glasses. The men all towered over her small 19 year old frame.
The men looked her up and down, smiled, and were looking back and forth at one another. I knew what they were thinking without them saying it. Either the woman of the house is bored, showing off, or the owner hired a stripper to make himself look good and serve the guys.
If they had known Tiny was a dominatrix mistress who specialized in chastity and financial domination, then they would not be drinking the lemonade. But they were oblivious.
It was 30 minutes until their day was over. But I guess a little drink and a show would boost morale. I know when I went outside and said hello the morale was much higher. No doubts they were all coming back to work the next morning.
A quick conversation with the foreman and I was able to explain the circumstances. The cheerleaders from the college were staying with me. Their dorm had a faulty electrical and cooling system. Either they had to find other living arrangements during the summer, or I took them in. I was already dating one so why not let the rest stay with me?
When he heard me say "the rest". His eyes perked up.
"Oh yeah. There's 12 of us in there. Well not counting me of course." Tiny blurted out smiling at the men as they stared at her mostly naked body.
"If there are a dozen nearly naked college cheerleaders out here, in the yard. My men will not get any work done and likely they will get squashed by a truck." The foreman explained.
"That was why I was doing my best to keep them inside and out of sight. This one..." I stated as I grabbed Tiny by her ear.
"Does not listen well. And I have trouble with her." I stated as Tiny slapped my hand away.
"Okay. Okay. They all seemed watered, and no one looks like they are going to pass out." Tiny stated as she gathered up the glasses and walked away.
Everyone knew she was intentionally shaking her little thong ass as she left. But it didn't stop us all from staring. I had fucked her hundreds of times, she had sat on my face hundreds of times, and I had coated her naked body with sperm, hundreds of times. And yet. I still watched her walk away. I am a man of course.
Once out of ear shot and inside the men all laughed, high fived one another, and questioned me about Tiny. "If they only knew" I thought.
"Hey. Hey. Hey. If you get your work done fast and right. Maybe I will let a few others out of the house. But not until the end of the day." I told them as they all laughed.
"If this job is too hot and crazy. These guys will work slower. Not faster." The foreman stated as he elbowed me in my sore ribs.
I winced and rubbed it.
"You alright?" The foreman asked.
"No. I got shot a couple of years ago. And I never fully healed." I explained.
The foreman just looked at me like he'd seen a ghost and apologized furiously.
The men realized Tiny wasn't going to come back out. So, they rolled up their tools and left. It was 4pm as they all pulled out. Just in time for Mandy, Tara, and the rest of the employed women to return.
I had to scold Tiny for a bit. She had distracted the men and likely slowed down production. If the foreman was right. Two weeks just became three weeks.
"Sorry about that. But that guy you were talking to. He was cute. Wedding ring. Cross necklace. I bet I could get him locked up by this weekend." Tiny stated while smiling at me.
"Argh." Was all I could think as Tara smiled at me.
"She will never stop. 100 is her goal. It's literally all she thinks about." Tara thought and projected it towards me. I nodded with agreement.
Tiny and several of the other girls had renewed interest in the project. We went outside and I walked them around the project.
The sport court would be a tennis court and a basketball court side by side. The whole thing would be wrapped in 10-foot-tall black chain link fence, 8-20-foot-tall light poles would be set around the perimeter to keep it lit at night as needed. Then there were two trenches. One for the heated water lines to run under the concrete court and one for the electricity to run the lights.
The second location was nearer to the back door. 50 feet away there would be the dome and hot tub. Two large trenches were dug to the location. One for heated water lines and one for electricity. The area was staked out for concrete footings for the dome base.
