It was May in California; a nice, sunny, warm day, and it was time for spring cleanup. My wife took her parents out of town for the weekend to visit relatives, so I took advantage of the time and decided I would trim the neighbor's overgrown trees hanging over our backyard fence.
I am a 49 year old, 5' 6", 160 pound hairy Italian guy, with salt and pepper hair. I'm in decent shape and like to keep my balls and ass shaved and my bush trimmed short; just the way my wife likes. I put on a pair of shorts, tank top, and work boots and headed out to the backyard. I set up my ladder, grabbed my pruners, a saw, and our garbage can and I was ready to begin my chore. I climbed up a few rungs on the ladder and peaked over the fence to see if the neighbors were home. I could see that the drapes were drawn and I didn't see any movement, so I got started. I thought if they came out I would be ready to explain what I was doing. I started hacking away at the first tree, trimming the branches as best I could, and as high up as I could reach. After about an hour, I finished cutting down all the tree branches that were low along the fence line.
It was about 10am now; it was getting a bit warm and I could already feel the beads of sweat dripping down my back, but I decided to continue. I went up to the top rung of the ladder and did the big "no-no" and stood on that very top of the ladder, the one that reads, "Not a Step." Since nobody was spotting me below, I thought I would brace myself by placing one foot on the top of the fence while keeping the other on the ladder. I was stretching up and out a little too far and lost my balance. I knew I was going down, and on the neighbor's side of the fence to boot. My first instinct was to throw the saw away from me so I didn't land on it. What a mess that would be. I reached out to grab anything to break my fall and latched onto a branch with my left hand and, as I was looking up into the sky, I went tumbling over the fence. The branch slowed my fall some, until it broke, which left me to free fall about five feet to the ground. I fell right on my back with my leg and foot tucked under me. The wind was knocked out of me just before I hit my head on the ground. I saw beautiful stars and then felt a sharp pain in my head as it connected with the cement patio. I was in that position trying to catch my breath and mentally taking inventory of all my moving parts, when the back sliding door flew open and this huge man came running out.
The neighbors, actually renters, moved in a couple of months ago and because it was winter we were never in our backyards to introduce ourselves. Now was not the best time for that, I thought. I looked up and this guy was in my face asking if I was okay. I told him I was fine, but needed to catch my breath. Then I noticed he was a hulk of a man. He must have been six and a half feet tall and looked to be about 250-275 pounds of pure muscle. I could easily discern all that muscle by the protruding veins on his tree trunk arms. My eyes followed the heavily studded leather straps crisscrossing his massive chest all the way down his washboard stomach. The straps connected to a small leather g-string covering his very full crotch. He wasn't wearing anything else. He looked like Conan the Barbarian.
Then this little Japanese woman stepped out into the backyard wearing a very short black silk robe and knee high leather boots. She could not have been more than five feet tall, and 100 pounds soaking wet.
As she walked across the yard I heard her ask, "Was he spying on us, Steven?" I started to sit up with "Steven's" help and quickly started to explain myself, "No, no, I wasn't spying. My name is Ronny and I'm your neighbor. I was just trimming the trees that were overgrown. I lost my balance and fell on my ass on your side of the fence. I'm really sorry. I was going to come over and let you know before I started but it looked like there wasn't anybody home." I told them we usually don't wait this long to introduce ourselves, that the winter months got away from us. I explained that my wife was away for the weekend; otherwise, she would have been in the backyard helping me and they could have met her as well.
Steven reached out his hand to help me up and, at the same time, introduced himself and his wife, Jade. As Steven helped me up, I winced in pain as I put pressure on my foot. "Damn, I think I twisted my ankle," I cried out.
Then the weirdness started. Jade told Steven to pick me up and bring me into the house. Steven looked me in the eyes, winked, and then scooped me up like a little boy. I had to wrap my arms around his thick neck to hold my balance. It was then that I felt how soft his skin was and how strong he was. I felt so insignificant in the arms of this man. He took me into the house and set me down on the couch. Then Jade came over and told me she was a nurse and said she wanted to look at my ankle. I thanked her and apologized for being a burden and interrupting their weekend. I tried not to stare at Steven when he walked away from me, but that g-string completely showed his naked ass. I turned back to see what Jade was doing and she totally busted me staring at Steven. "He has such a nice body, don't you think Ronny," she said as she winked at me.
As Jade squeezed my ankle and I let out a little grunt, she said, "It's not broken, just sprained. Steven will help you get home, but first let me make sure you don't have any other injuries. Let's get this shirt off." With one quick motion she lifted my shirt up and over my head. Then she started running her small dainty hands over my shoulders and arms. She pressed on my chest and stomach and then she felt around my hips, twisting and turning my body. As she was leaning over me, lifting and moving my hips, I was able to see right down into her robe. She had no bra on. In fact, she had nothing on underneath the robe and I could see her pert little tits. This started to get me aroused. I wondered if I interrupted them screwing.
Steven came back from the kitchen with a glass of water and a couple of aspirin, so I thought. I thanked him as he handed me the pills and I swallowed them right down. I was now eye level with his crotch and could see that his body had no hair on it at all. There none sticking out the sides of the pouch on his g-string either. A lot of body builders shave I thought, but it made him look that much more seductive. I could smell the leather from the straps on his chest and his g-string. My head started to swim a bit. Jade looked at me and said that I bumped my head and I should lay still for a bit. I told them that I felt fine. That was that last thing I remembered as I tried to sit up.
When I woke up, I wasn't on the couch anymore. I was in a bedroom lying on a large king-size bed. My head was pounding and when I sat up the room started to spin, so I fell back down and promptly passed out.