Lisa Collins lovingly tended her vibrant flower garden. Many varieties of her prize winning roses were in full bloom. It was her favourite time of the year.
The solitude was broken by a high pitched scream, emanating from the poolside casita nearby.
At the open sliding door, Lisa stopped as if she had hit a brick wall. Her naked daughter was on her back on the day bed, legs flayed wide open with eyes closed and moaning.
"Yes Zach! I'm cumming.....oooh....don't stop."
Zach was the young man her husband had hired to repair the stone retaining wall at the Northwest corner of the Collins Estate.
He was also naked, with his face buried in her daughter's pussy.
The harvest basket and pruning shears Lisa carried, slipped from her fingers and clattered on the tile flooring of the pool house.
"MOM!" Sara yelled out in horror as she scrambled to her feet and ran to the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.
Lisa stood frozen in place, as Zach Budzinski unhurriedly gathered his soiled work clothing.
Transfixed by his lithe and tanned muscular body, Lisa focused in on his long thick, erect penis, which was pointed directly at her.
By the time she had regained some composure, the young man had donned his shorts and moved toward the door where she stood.
"You stay right where you are young man." she ordered and yelled toward the bathroom door, "Sara, go to your room. Do not leave until I get back."
Turning back to Zach, Lisa spoke harshly, "I'm taking you home."
Home for Zach was located in the wooded area behind the Collins Estate. It was a mere five minute walk across the grassy field, but about a 10 minute drive.
The trip was made in awkward silence.
Lisa struggled with what she would say when she confronted Zach's parents.
Madge and Myron Budzinski were well known to her by reputation, but there had been only a few face to face encounters over the years.
They travelled in extremely diverse social circles from one another.
Lisa's husband, Peter, was the great grandson of the town founder.
Peter was the CEO of the conglomerate that owned and operated a financial corporation and multiple manufacturing and fabrication entities.
The little she knew of the Budzinski's, was that Myron was called 'Bud' by his acquaintances. He was the local handyman, considered a 'Jack of all Trades'. He could fix small appliances, do roof repairs, take on electrical and plumbing projects and maintain heavy farm and construction equipment.
Madge, in her mid thirties, would have been considered a 'flower child' if she had been around in the mid 1960's.
She was multi talented, growing vegetable produce, painting and sculpting, all of which she sold at the weekend market.
Zach was their 18 year old son. Her husband hired him to mow lawns and trim hedges, as well as working on small repair projects around their property.
At the Budzinski's compound, Lisa parked her Mercedes Benz between a pink Volkswagen bus, adorned with hand painted sunflowers, and a rusted silver Dodge Ram pickup truck.
Zach trailed her respectfully as she walked to the heavy timber front door of the modest family log home.
"I'm out here." Lisa heard as she was about to knock.
Turning, Lisa gasped as a tall voluptuous woman emerged from the lush garden beyond. Madge approached, topless, wearing only a pair of cut off shorts and leather sandals. She approached with no apparent intent to cover up.
Lisa was further horrified when Madge moved close to Zach and greeted him with a welcoming embrace. Her son stayed close by her side and slung his arm over her bare shoulder as Madge extended her hand to Lisa. "Hi Mrs. Collins, I'm Madge. What brings you here today?"
Lisa did not offer her hand in return. "I caught your son having sex with my daughter. We should agree on a suitable punishment."
"Zach is 18 and makes his own decisions about sex. We don't interfere. How old is your daughter?" The query came from Bud Budzinski approaching from behind Lisa.
"Sara is 19."
"They are both past the age of consent. I don't think any kind of punishment is necessary. Zach would never engage in non consensual sex." Madge said.
"Clearly, there is no point in my talking to you. I suppose it was unreasonable to expect that someone who flaunts her nudity in front of her son, would expect better behavior from him." Lisa snarled as she turned to leave. "Consider your employment terminated young man. I'll see that you are compensated for the service you provided. Good day."
Aside from a brief frosty encounter at the outdoor market a couple of weeks later, there was no additional contact between the two families until Bud got an urgent call from Peter Collins, requesting his assistance.
"We are having a major disaster in our ensuite bathroom. There is water everywhere and no plumber is available to look at it until tomorrow. Can you help us out?" Peter pleaded.
"Of course." Bud replied. I can be there in a half hour."
Peter greeted Bud at the door. He didn't know where the master shut off valve on the incoming watermain was. Bud soon found it and turned the water off. Next he led Bud to the master bedroom.
The 'major disaster' turned out to be a puddle of water on the marble tile floor and a trickle dripping from the vanity cabinet below the hand basins.
Bud identified a pin hole leak in a composite hot water line feeding one of the basins.
An hour later, the section of the leaking pipe had been replaced and the water was turned back on.
Bud called Mr. Collins in and explained what remediation had been done.
"Have you done a bathroom renovation in the last few years?" Bud asked.
"This bathroom was completely redone eight years ago." the homeowner replied.
"The plastic piping used here has been found to be defective. I replaced the leaking pipe and the bathroom is functional again. You can expect that there will be ongoing problems in the future. All of the questionable piping should be replaced. I recommend copper."
"Is that a project you would take on?"
"Ordinarily yes, but the majority of the work would be done by my son, Zach. Your wife made it clear that he is 'persona non grata' around here."
"I will deal with my wife, when can you start?"
Peter and Lisa Collins temporarily relocated to the guest suite, giving Bud and Zach complete access to the master bedroom. They were encouraged to come and go freely as required.
Sara answered the door on the first day of the demolition and led the father/son team to the work area. Her dreamy eyes never left Zach.
Zach handled the demolition by himself, requiring him to make several trips to the disposal bin outside. Occasionally he would cross paths with Mrs. Collins and he always nodded courteously, but received no acknowledgement from her in response.
By the fourth day, the dagger stare had diminished and once he thought she actually nodded back.
Zach most often worked shirtless and he observed that she was close by more often. The frequency of their 'accidental' encounters seemed to be increasing in his opinion. At one of those meetings, she asked him to show her the progress that had been made to date.
The next day, she arrived with a cold drink just as he was about to take his afternoon break, commenting on how well the improvements seemed to be going. Soon she was offering a cold beverage a couple of times a day and occasionally, she was nearby as he left for the day, bidding him 'good evening'.
When the subtrades moved in to complete the drywalling, tiling and painting, Zach was on site less often.
Finally, all the work was completed and Zach made one final unscheduled visit to clear the last items on the punch list.
He arrived mid morning and went straight to the master bedroom. As he entered the room, Mrs. Collins emerged from the walk in closet, naked as the day she was born.
They both stood immobilized by the surprise encounter. Zach had a moment to appreciate her slightly chubby 5'-4" body. He noted her neatly trimmed dark bush and desirable plump breasts that sagged slightly on her chest.
Lisa made an effort to reclaim her modesty by moving the blouse in her hand in front of her body.
They stood, not four feet apart and she fixed her eyes on Zach's penis, hardening inside his loose fitting shorts.
Zach took a step forward and gently pushed the hand holding the garment away.
He could swear her large brown nipples had hardened since she had hidden them from his view a moment ago. He couldn't resist cupping her breast and then pinching her extended nipple. Mrs. Collins stiffened, but did not withdraw.
She let out a soft moan when he bent forward and gently sucked on her breast.
The blouse fell to the floor and her arms dropped to her sides, giving full access to her desirable body. Zack lowered his shorts and boxers and let them fall to his ankles. He stepped out of them and his erection rubbed against her abdomen.
She sighed and pushed into him when his lips found hers, lightly brushing them at first and then turning into a more urgent kiss. His finger found her warm wet pussy. He slipped it into her as she fought to stay upright when her knees threatened to give out.
She broke the kiss and whispered in his ear, "Do what you were doing to Sara. Kiss me down there."
Zach eased her down on the bed and pulled her forward so that her ass was almost over the edge. Kneeling on the floor, he spread her legs wide open and slung them over his shoulders as he leaned in and kissed the inside of her thighs. Lisa's breath got ragged as she panted in excitement. When his tongue touched her outer pussy lips, she hissed, "Oh yeeees."
When he licked along her slit, she clamped her legs tightly around his head. Lisa's hips gyrated and he sucked on her distended clit.
Lisa's orgasm started as she panted and moaned for the next several seconds.
As she recovered, Zach moved up and pressed his rigid cock against her love centre. A slow push gave him entry and he started moving with a slow rhythm.
