I'd been sent south by my mother to work on my widowed Grandmother's overgrown backyard. This had meant deserting my finance Marcie, only four weeks out from our wedding day. Marcie was not at all happy about this, blaming my mother for the timing. However, Marcie was unaware of one important fact. I had to go, because there was a family inheritance to be had, and mother was executor of the estate.
"Uncle Arthur's Last Will and Testament stipulated that in order to get your inheritance, each one of you and your older sisters must perform a charitable task. The task he clearly outlined for you was that you assist your Gran with her garden, for two full weeks," my mother had told me, before gleefully adding. "And you'll need to get it done before the wedding and commencing your new job, or the money will go to charity."
Mother did not like Marcie nor her family, and she was more than happy to derail Marcie's plans for me to assist with wedding preparations. I couldn't use the inheritance as an excuse, because I had no intention of telling Marcie about the money. My finacee was already wealthy in her own right, but I had meagre savings and no assets. Ever cautious she'd had made me sign a pre-nuptial agreement, ensuring, should our marriage falter, I'd be left with nothing.
I wasn't planning on my marriage not lasting. Marrying Marcie was a ticket to my moving ahead in the business world, and living in a manner which I strongly desired. However, the fact was I'd only recently had a sexual indiscretion with my fiancée's sister, so gauged that I needed a contingency plan, in case the marriage went pear-shaped. This inheritance would ensure I came away with an eight-hundred grand nest egg. So I headed on down to Tennessee, where my Grandmother had resided for ten years.
The first day I'd worked hard in the garden, completing plenty of work. As an added bonus I'd spied two women sunbathing, two back yards away. This had pricked my interest. From Gran's description of her neighbors they were the owners 18 year old daughter and possibly a friend. I was attracted to younger women, but fully aware such attraction had caused me issues in the past. However, my thinking was, the location was far removed from the city I lived in, I was in for a long boring two weeks, so what the heck. I'd determined to go and introduce myself.
On the second full day, I worked hard until the middle of the day, when I stopped for lunch. After eating, I climbed the ladder, delighted to discover the maidens were back in the sun. I determined not to delay, climbing down. All the backyards in Gran's street were linked by gates in the fences. I opened the gate to her immediate neighbor's the Smiths, an older couple. As I walked across their yard, I looked to the house. I didn't want some nosey neighbor seeing me going to make the acquaintance of two teenage girls. Fortunately, I couldn't see a sign of anyone home. I arrived at the gate on the far side, opened it, walked through and closed it quietly behind me. I made my way towards the two figures, who hadn't noted my presence.
"Anyone home?" I called, as I drew close.
Initially, both young women looked alarmed, but their subsequent reactions differed markedly. The skinny blonde merely removed her hat, sat up on her elbows, made no effort to cover her naked top half and smiled broadly. I did a quick scan of her breasts; pert, with scant aureoles and dainty pink nipples. By contrast, the tanned brunette left her hat on over her long ringlet hair, immediately pulling a towel across, to cover her bikini clad body.
"Hi! Who are you?" the short haired blonde called, now shading her eyes from the sun.
"This is private property," the nervous brunette added, before I had a chance to answer.
"I'm sure it is," I said, arriving at where they sat. "Don't get out the shotgun, I've just come over to say 'Hi,' that's all. I'm a neighbor."
"Are you staying with the Smiths?"
"Nah, with my Grandmother, Mrs. Bertram, two doors down. I was up the ladder, pruning branches when I looked across and saw two beautiful young women."
"You were spying on us, you naughty man. I bet you wouldn't have come over if I'd had my top on," the blonde said, shaking her breasts.
While small, they were the right size for her slim frame, and not so small that she couldn't get them dancing side-to-side. I had to wrench my gaze away.
"Not at all. Clad or unclad, I just had to stop gardening, be polite, and come on over."
"Wow, a gardener Val. Just like in Lady Chatterley's Lover. Well you're just in time Mr. Gardener," she continued, standing. "I need to move to the shade. Can you do me up."
The sassy blonde slipped her green bikini top over her head, turned away and held the strings out. I took them and tied a bow in the middle of her back. She was very pale and shouldn't have been tanning at this time of the day. She was also extremely thin. I deliberately let my fingers slide down her back, and lightly across her butt, before withdrawing it. She looked back and smiled at this action, giving me a quick raise of her eyebrows. I knew right at that moment I could fuck her, should I wish too.
On the other hand her timid friend remained seated in the sun, body hidden, under the large towel.
"You need doing up," I asked with a broad smile.
"No thanks, I'm fine," the brunette answered curtly.
"I'm not so sure about this one," I thought. "She's especially cautious."
"I'm Seb," I said, putting out my hand.
"Dani," the blonde responded, shaking it firmly. "And this is Valentina."
"Val," the brunette corrected.
I sat down on the grass and we talked for a while. I established both had turned 18, graduating High School in early summer. Dani had a job and intended to continue working, while Valentina was going away to College. She continued to appear nervous about my presence, eventually stating.
"Look, my parents and brother are away for the day. I'm not sure they'd be happy with our having an... older man over... "
It was a telling dig about our respective ages, but I remained cool. I'd made my introduction, so told them I had gardening to attend too. The blond protested, berating her friend for being rude, but I said there was no problem and, if the weather was nice, I'd call by the following day.
While I worked on through the afternoon, I was now preoccupied with the two young women, one of whom had definitely given me a green light to proceed. I considered my options. I was engaged to be married and the wedding was very close. However, two pretty teenagers, who didn't appear to have much to do during the day, apart from sunbathe, had just dropped in my lap. Marcie was many miles away, up north. These two were only two doors down.
"What's a red blooded man to do?" I concluded.
The following day I continued to venture up and down the ladder, cutting branches and getting a fair amount of work done. I continued to check and shortly after 11am they appeared. Around midday I went inside Gran's house, fetched some cans of Mountain Dew from the fridge and walked across the Smith's yard.
"You ladies thirsty?" I asked, showing them the cans of drink.
"You got anything stronger?" the blonde replied.
"Hey, I'm on the job."
We continued the banter, during which I told them I was in town for two weeks. I was pleased that Val seemed noticeably more at ease about my presence. She'd discarded the towel, gave me the occasional shy smile, and agreed my visiting broke up the monotony of their day.
"She's beginning to thaw," I thought, now able to admire her toned, tanned body.
While not overweight by any means, Valentina was larger and more-shapely, in comparison to her thin friend. Fuller lips, and considerably larger bust. Having lost the scowl, her looks had improved markedly. She spoke of a boyfriend who was away working as a Summer Camp Counsellor.
"I dumped my boyfriend the day after the graduation party," Dani boldly announced.
"Why?"
"I'd had enough of him."
"You only went with him for six weeks," Val interrupted.
