Once upon a time there was a fellow named Jack. Jack was retired and lived in a log house on a hill in the woods at the edge of town. Since retiring he had become a bit of a loner. He and his wife of thirty some years had amicably parted ways 5 years ago and he had gotten used to being on his own. He had retired at 60 three years later and his ex had bought him out and taken over their investment company. He had a comfortable lifestyle, spending his mornings out walking the trails and his evenings playing around with investments online. Since his divorce, he had gone out to dinner with a couple ladies, but for some reason never got involved beyond that. Oh, he still thought a lot about sex and often read erotica and watched the odd bit of porn to get his juices flowing.
In town lived Jill. Jill was 38 and shared a small house with her boyfriend Mike. Jill was a bubbly curvy lady who was, as her friends put it, 'always the life of the party'. Jill and her boyfriend Mile jointly ran a landscaping business. Jack was one of their clients. Jill was a big football fan and really enjoyed watching her Seahawks play. She and Mike had seasons tickets and although they were up in the nosebleed section, she loved being at the games and the excitement of being in the crowd. Lately, things hadn't been great between her and Mike. This weekend he had gone to Portland to "visit his mother", or so he claimed. Jill suspected that he was really down there banging that slut Tammy, his ex girlfriend.
Jill was laying in bed that sunny Sunday morning, feeling a bit sorry for herself, but also thinking of the football game that afternoon. The Seahawks were playing in Nashville against the Titans and the game was on TV at Noon. She was a bit shocked when their business phone rang just after 8 AM.
"J and M Landscaping, Jill speaking."
"Oh hi Jill, it is Jack Davis, is Mike there?"
"Sorry Jack, Mike is out of town until tomorrow night, can I help you?"
"I guess you heard that windstorm we had last night? I have branches everywhere and I don't think I can clear them myself, I was hoping Mike might be able to come by and give me a hand. I would pay double the usual hourly rate being it is a Sunday."
"Well, I could give you a hand, I am free this morning, but would like to be able to watch the game this afternoon, kick-off is at Noon."
"That would be great Jill, I am sure we can finish by then. You might want to bring that little chain saw you have to cut up some of the bigger ones."
"See you in 45 minutes Jack. Bye."
Jill got up and jumped in the shower, then after quickly blowdrying her hair she dressed and loaded up the pickup and headed off. She thought to herself that this was great, she could make some extra cash to help buy that coat she had been eyeing at Macy's and get a little exercise in to boot.
"What a fucking mess," Jill thought as she drove up the long driveway to Jack's house.
There were branches everywhere, cedar, fir and a few small alder trees had completely blown over. Jack met her as she parked the truck.
"Wow, Jack, you are lucky none of these hit your house, that one branch could have caused a ton of damage."
"I know, and I have my brother and his wife coming to visit tomorrow and I wanted to get the yard cleaned up before they arrive."
"I should have brought the trailer, but Mike has the big truck with him down in Portland, so I guess we can just make a big pile beside the garage and we can haul it away next Friday when we come for our normal visit."
"That sounds great Jill, let's get started."
With that the two of them started moving the debris from the yard and driveway to a neat pile beside the big detached garage. Jill got out the chain saw and cut up the bigger branches to make them easier to move. For an October day it was quite warm and after only a short time, Jill had taken off her jacket and was working up a bit of a sweat.
When she took off the jacket, Jack could not help but notice. She had on a fairly tight pair of jeans that accentuated the curve of her bottom and was wearing her "12" Seahawks jersey that showed off her big full breasts.
They worked in unison and eventually there was a huge pile of branches stacked neatly beside the garage. Putting the last of the branches on the pile, Jill looked at her watch,