It was a particularly warm summer night, and Ronnie was getting into the house a bit later than usual. She said a small prayer of gratitude to Ginger, who was handling her own part of the business quite well. They had both agreed to take on a third worker, and were in the process of finding a hire.
Ronnie stripped out of her coveralls, then got her sweaty clothes off. She tossed them all in the basket in the bedroom, then heard the shower on in the bathroom. Ronnie went in and heard the water running.
"Hi baby," she called out. She went over to the toilet and sat down. Ronnie let out a contented sigh as she started to pee.
"Uh, hello?" a male voice called out from the shower.
Ronnie looked down at her naked body and threw her arms over her boobs. "What the fuck?! Who are you?"
"It's me, Kyle," he called out weakly.
Ronnie's mind made the connection—Jolene's brother. She was in mid-stream so she could not get up. "God, just...plug your ears or something! And don't peek!"
Kyle started to sing a country song. Ronnie finished up and got out of the bathroom as fast as she could. She went to throw on her sweats. "I'm sorry, Kyle! I haven't seen you since the wedding. How have you been?"
"Um, can I talk to you about it after my shower?" Kyle responded.
Ronnie finished dressing and got into the kitchen, when Jolene came in through the door. "Hi sweetie," Jolene greeted.
Ronnie stood with her arms folded. "Your brother is here."
"Yes, I know," Jolene replied. "I let him use the shower since he just flew in. It was a long flight."
"Well, he almost saw me naked!" Ronnie gave Jolene a light punch on the arm. "Fuck, send a text next time!"
Kyle eventually came out of the bathroom. He had hardly any resemblance to Jolene, at least in the present—balding, a pot belly, and upper arms with zero shape.
Jolene had stopped by Sandwich Assembly to get dinner for the three of them. They all sat down at the table and dove in as Kyle told them about how he might be finally settling down in the States.
Ronnie sat quietly and ate while Jolene and Kyle gabbed and laughed. Ronnie was still embarrassed over having to pee in front of her brother-in-law. Their shower curtain was fairly see-through as well, so she was sure Kyle still managed to get a decent view.
"Honey," Jolene said to Ronnie. "Kyle's going to be in town right up to my birthday. Would you mind my showing him around this weekend?"
Ronnie shrugged. "Fine by me. You going up to the canyon?"
"Yes, I thought it would be good. We haven't seen it since I was twelve." She poked Kyle in the ribs. "Remember that, little brother? You almost peed your pants!"
Kyle looked clearly annoyed. "Come on! Why are you still torturing me after all of these years?"
Ronnie cracked a smile. "Was Jolene chubby as a teenager, too?"
Jolene gave Ronnie an icy stare while Kyle laughed. "Nah, she was all tall and awkward growing up. Everyone called her The Plank, 'cause she was flat as a board and needed to be nailed."
Ronnie laughed. "Yeah, she got a little help from the Dow Corning Corporation!"
Jolene's mouth hung open. "How dare you! Maybe I should tell Kyle about your little nickname!" It was Ronnie's turn to glare.
The three of them chatted into the night. Jolene took Kyle to the spare room down on the lower floor and got him set up. Ronnie went to the master bedroom and got into her slip.
Jolene came in later and got undressed for bed. "Aren't you worried your brother is going to come in?" asked Ronnie.
Jolene went over, still topless, and locked the door. "There," she commented. "Plus I think it's been
you
who's been barging in on people."
Ronnie pressed her lips together. It was hard to stay mad at the woman when she was flashing her tits, as well as her bold muscles. "Are we going to have to keep it down?"
Jolene got the moisturizer and squirted out a generous supply, then rubbed it into her chest and arms. "I put him in the basement for a reason, darling." She stood and rubbed just in her short shorts while Ronnie admired the view. Jolene flexed and stretched while Ronnie let her fingers wander down to her privates.
"We could always try and control ourselves," Ronnie replied. "How long is he going to be here?"
"Two weeks," Jolene mentioned as she rubbed her strong thighs. "You've been ogling me like a coyote, dear."
Ronnie sputtered. "You come in here flashing those babies and expect me not to stare?"
Jolene was finishing up applying her lotion. "Well, I'm glad the good scientists who designed them were able to make them for you."
"Oh, I was just teasing, Jo!" Ronnie jumped up on all fours and leaned over the bed toward Jolene.
Jolene put her hands on her hips. "I remember you had a time in your life when you felt inadequate."
Ronnie looked down at her boobs and chuckled. "Okay, I guess I was being a jerk." She got up on her knees, then made a cutesy face and batted her eyelashes. "I'm sowwy! Can you pwease forgive me?"
Jolene strutted over to the edge of the bed. "Position, please."
Ronnie put her legs over the edge of the bed. Jolene got down on her knees and gently pushed Ronnie's thighs apart, then lowered her head. Ronnie leaned back as she propped herself up with her hands flat on the mattress.
Jolene kissed the inner thighs, then stuck out her tongue and took a taste of Ronnie's pussy. She lapped it up as Ronnie put her hand on the top of Jolene's head. There was something about getting to hold onto Jolene's head while she performed on her that drive Ronnie wild. "Mmm...keep going," Ronnie encouraged her. Jolene obliged, getting her tongue drove into Ronnie's sensitive crevice.
Jolene eventually got up and took Ronnie by the back of the neck, giving her a deep tongue kiss. Jolene got her way in between Ronnie's legs and humped back and forth. Ronnie moaned and grunted as she felt the full force of Jolene's thrusts.
After a few minutes of humping, Jolene pulled back and slipped off her shorts, then had Ronnie lie down as Jolene climbed on top. The two of them kissed and held each other. Ronnie held onto Jolene's ass and bounced it up and down. Jolene squeezed her thighs together in between Ronnie's legs as she humped away.
Ronnie got Jolene to get up, then rolled onto her stomach. Jolene spooned in behind while on her knees and humped from behind. Ronnie's reached up under herself and rubbed her pussy as she felt the rough collisions of Jolene's muscly thighs smacking her bottom.
Jolene suddenly grabbed tight and let out a moan. "Yeah, baby," Ronnie panted. "Get into it!"
Jolene pulled away and sat down on the corner of the bed. She was holding her arms up to her chest and panting heavily. Ronnie bolted up and put an arm around her. "Hon?" asked Ronnie. "Are you all right?"
Jolene squeezed her eyes shut, then nodded. "I'm just a little tired, I think," she whispered. Her breathing began to settle down.
"Do you...need an aspirin or something?" Ronnie rubbed Jolene's upper back.
"Maybe just some sleep," Jolene commented with a small smile. The two of them kissed, then they got under the covers. "I'm sorry."
"Oh, don't worry about it," Ronnie assured her wife. The two of them smooched some more as they held each other under the blanket.
Ronnie went on her route the next day, getting a call about a busted faucet in the employee bathroom at a pet store. She pulled in parking at the front, then got her toolbox and went in.
There was the manager waiting for her, with a sweet face and a decent body. Ronnie felt a little self-conscious with her worn coveralls and her still short hair. "Hi. Someone called about a faucet?"
"Oh, thanks for coming," the manager said as she led Ronnie to the bathroom. "Just right in there. I'm Tori, by the way." She extended her hand.
Ronnie took it, noting her delicate fingers and slightly clammy palms. "I'm Ronnie," she said with a smile. She shook her toolbox. "Well, let's get started."
"Can I watch?" asked Tori. Ronnie nodded, then went in and looked at the faucet. It looked as if it had been knocked off.
"What the hell did you all do to this?" asked Ronnie. The water was bubbling up in a limp stream into the sink.
Tori shrugged. "I think one of our employees lost it and snapped it off."
Ronnie whistled. "Wow. I think I know only one person who could do this." She went to the sink and reached under to shut off the valve. The bubbling stopped.
"Thanks," said Tori. "I don't know anything about this stuff."
Ronnie chuckled as she dug around in her toolbox. "I was like that for so long," she admitted. "I felt kind of helpless for a long time. Then I just found out you have to dive right in. Now I have two other employees." She shrugged. "I would have never thought I could do this." She got out her soldering kit. "I'll have to patch this. It'll probably be two hours or so."
Tori leaned in on the door jamb."That's all right. I'll sign for whatever."
Ronnie noticed that Tori was looking at her for a long time. "Are you...going to ask me something?"
Tori looked to the side and sighed. "I mean...I usually never do this. It's just... you're really pretty, and I really like your hair style..."
Ronnie looked at her left hand, remembering she took off her ring so often for work that she was leaving herself open to invitations. "Oh, hey, that's really awesome, but I'm..."
Tori winced. "Oh God, I'm so sorry!"
Ronnie held out a reassuring hand. "Hey, that's all right! I'm really flattered, actually." She tapped at her ring finger. "I take my rings off for work." She paused. "Hey, how did you know I was gay?"
"Um, I just assumed from the job, and the hair." Tori shrugged.
Ronnie shook her head and laughed as she got her small butane torch sparked up.
Ronnie got a call later in the afternoon for a familiar address—Intense Gym. It was going to Ginger, but she decided to let Ronnie take it.
Ronnie pulled in and went in the door. She remembered Jolene mentioning how the manager, Heather, had hired a new girl for the front desk. When she went in, she realized a few of the details Jolene had neglected to mention.
There she was—bronzed skin, bright blonde hair, perfect cheekbones. Ronnie felt her lip pulling back in a sneer already. What really made her blood boil was the obvious hire incentive—her chest was
