Tom was the local gardener, he went from house to house on the street planting and prunning. He had a schedule for all the homes and who lived there. He knew their favorite flowers, plants and what colors they wanted in their landscape. He carried his notebook with him daily, checking and double checking before he made any movements. He was dedicated and everyone trusted him with their land.
This Saturday morning, he was working at the Snyder home. Mr. Snyder worked six days a week running his own moving company. Mrs. Snyder spent her Saturdays finding things to fix up her home at yard sales and church rummage sales. Tom was left alone on the property to do what needed done. Each customer even gave him a key so he could come and go when their time was scheduled.
Tom started by checking his book. He saw next to other home occupants in his book, the name Ella. Ella was the Snyder's nineteen year old daughter. She was home for the summer from college. She'd been studying to become a lawyer, but she was taking the summer off to relax. He hollared into the house to let her know he'd arrived and heard her sweet reply, "Thanks for letting me know Tom. If you get thirsty, stop in for a glass of my famous lemonade!"
He smiled, heading out to check the perimeter. He walked the grounds tossing grass feed and spraying weed killer. After completing that, he planted a couple flats of daisies under the terrace window. He was sweating and it had gotten hot out. He started back toward the house, his thirst getting the best of him. He wanted a large glass of lemonade and a five minute breather.
As he rounded the back of the house, he could see directly into the mirror hanging in Ella's bedroom. It faced her bed, her large queen bed with the satin sheets that she lay naked upon. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. He stared, his eyes probably buldging.
He thought to himself, "Damn, little Ella's all grown up and fuckable!"
Just at that exact moment, she parted the lips of her snatch and rubbed two fingers over her slit. He gasped, his cock hardening. He could feel his pants tighten as his cock grew.
He watched, she ran her hand up and over her bare breast. Cupping it, she pushed up and twisted her nipple between her thumb and finger. Groaning, she wiggled, spreading her legs further. Her fingers groaping deeper inside.
She arched her back, he stood frozen and watched her. She abandoned her breast and found her vibrator. It was big and black, fully shaped too. He was shocked! His balls were swelling though, he needed to jack off and soon!
Just then, his mouth open, drooling over the sexy young vixen fucking herself with a vibrator, she looked up! His face drained of color, then turned fifty shades of red. Stumbling backward, their eys locked together, he tried to move out of sight.
He walked quickly around the house, up to the porch and into the kitchen. He went straight to the sink and filled a glass of water. He gulped it down, trying to slow his pulse. His heart raced, he watched her mastrubate and she'd seen that he was watching.
