Tuesday came around quickly and I called Jason first thing in the morning to make sure it was Ok to come over. I needed to ensure both boys knew which pictures they could post on their web site. I thought about it for a moment. It was my website, I would be the one sprawled naked for thousands of people to watch.
I wondered who would see me like that. Some lonely men? Maybe husbands who did not find enough pleasure having sex with their wives. Maybe even young men like...like my son. The thought was exciting but this was no the time to think about it.
"Jason? Hi, it's Kate," I spoke as soon as I heard his voice.
"Hi Kate, I'm glad you called."
"I wanted to make sure it was all right to come over today and go over the pictures."
"Today is perfect Kate, both of my parents are at work, can you make it here at noon?" He asked.
"Yes, noon would be fine, is Tim going to be there?"
"Yeap, he's coming over at 10."
For some reason I felt a slight hint of disappointment which surprised me. I liked Jason especially after spending a bit of time in his house teasing him but not enough to be alone with him. But still...I felt disappointment that Tim was going to be there.
"Ok, then I'll see you two at noon."
I hung up and thought about it for a moment. Was it the right thing to do? Should I let them post those explicit pictures? What if John or Tommy happen to stumble across the site during their internet searches and recognizes me? What would they think of me? How would they react?
Those questions and more were running through my head as I begun cleaning up the house a bit. Soon, the melodious sound of our door bell filled the house and wondering who that was I looked out the side window. John was at work, Kristy and Tommy in school and I had no friends scheduled to come over.
I tightened up the tea shirt I had on, made sure my shorts were snapped and shuffled over to the front door.
Two men stood on the other side of the door, both of them Hispanic, one was muscular and wearing a plaid shirt with cutoff sleeves which showed his considerable biceps. And the other was shorter, skinny and wore a bandana across his forehead.
"Hi, can I help you?" I asked surprised.
"Hi miss, we're with Suburban Pool Construction Company and we're here to start on your pool."
The muscular one was doing all the talking but I've noticed the shorter one's eyes were scanning me up and down.
'How rude,' I thought.
I ignored his rude behavior and clapped my hands with joy.
"Oh my god, it's about time! Do you guys need to come in or something?" I asked opening the door wider.
"No ma'am, we can do everything from the side yard, just wanted to let you know we were going back there. We're also going to have a bobcat digging there and a dump truck in the front."
Again the muscular one did all the talking. The shorted guy's eyes were fixed on my breasts now.
"Ok, help yourselves, the side gate is unlocked and let me know if you need anything ok?"
"Yes ma'am, thanks."
Before leaving I saw both of them give my breasts a long look. I closed the door and walked up to the mirror scanning my breasts.
Shit! No wonder they were staring. My simple tea shirt was wet from cleaning the shower and the material was clinging to my breasts! What made the matter worse, my nipples decided to stand at attention the entire time!
I shook my head but decided not to make a big deal out of it. So what if they looked and got an eye full of my breasts! Pretty soon my entire body will be on display for thousands to see.
Every time I thought of that it made my heart race faster in my chest and my breathing quicken. Just a few months ago I would not dare think of exposing myself in such a way but now...now things were different. I've gained more experience and understanding of what it was I really wanted.
I took a long bath making sure I shaved my pussy and any hair that was in the area and applied moisturizer to all shaved areas rubbing it with long, smooth strokes. I peeked out the window at the same time and saw with excitement the construction of the pool has started.
There was a miniature digging machine on wheels; I guess that was what the muscular guy called a bobcat, which was tearing our yard up while one of the men was marking things on the ground with a can of spray paint. There was a guy who I guessed was a Forman hunched over a set of plans rolled out on our picnic table directing everyone like a concert director. From the second story window I could see the shape of the pool we picked out marked with the spray paint and realized how well it will fit in our back yard.
"Uhhmmm..." I moaned and realized one of my fingers found its way inside my pussy.
"God I can't, not right now," I thought and looked at the clock.
It was eleven, it was getting late. Frustrated, I promised myself to masturbate as soon as I got back from Jason's house and put on my clothes. I decided to wear a short mini skirt with long boots on and a buttoned down the front shirt. Since it was hot outside I decided to go without any panties or bra on.
Smiling I looked forward to feeling the cool breeze tickling my pussy hidden right under the edge of the skirt. I knew I would get such a thrill from knowing I had no panties on while talking to other people. And wearing that skirt would add to the feeling because it was so short and it would be so hard for me to keep my freshly shaved assets hidden.
Excited, I slipped on my skirt, buttoned up my shirt, put my knee high boots on and walked downstairs ready to head out to Jason's house. Just in case, I decided to tell the foreman I would be gone. I walked out to the back yard and instantly everyone's eyes were on me. There were about a dozen workers, mostly Hispanic men.
I froze for a moment knowing all men were staring at me. Although they kept doing what they were doing, every one of them stared at me. Conscious of their hungry looks and the fact I had no panties on under my skimpy clothes, I took a step forward. My legs separated and cool air swirled around my sensitive pussy right under my tiny skirt. I felt my pussy lips throb producing sweet moisture while my ass cheeks swayed with the step. I swallowed hard and took another step.
My pussy lips ground together when my legs crossed giving me a pleasurable sensation and again cool air tenderly touched my already moist pussy. I thought I was going to cum from the stares I was getting. With my heart beating hard I walked my sexy walk between all the men to the other side of the yard where the foreman was. By the time I reached him I was thoroughly wet and afraid the juices were running down the insides of my thighs.
"Hi, how are things going?" I asked to start the conversation.
His sharp eyes gave my body one last scan and he took a deep breath.
"Good ma'am, we're just getting started," He answered.
I noticed his voice was a little tense.
"I can see that, you guys are doing a lot of work tearing up my yard, thank you. I have to leave for a few hours and I wanted to make sure you don't need anything to continue your work. I believe you have my cell phone number so please give me a call if anything comes up."
His short friend with a bandana across his forehead made his way towards us and was now staring at my breasts again hidden under my shirt.
"Yes ma'am, I have your number."
He paused for a moment and I noticed his eyes slid down to my breasts and the quickly back up to my face again.
"Can I show you something? It's the location for your pump assembly; just want to make sure it would be all right with you."
The guy with the bandana was brazenly looking at my hips and legs now. I felt like telling him to go back to work but I didn't want to make a scene. Instead I nodded my head and followed the foreman.
Because the funny looking machine on wheels, the bobcat, already tore up the yard there I carefully placed step after step and tried to follow the foreman. At one spot I had to get over a large hole already dug in the yard. The foreman already made his way across and turned around extending his hand to help me. I knew this would be dangerous in heeled boots and a tight miniskirt but decided to try after all.
I leaned forward stretching my leg out to place it on the other side and immediately realized the hole was bigger than I thought. Because I was already committed with most of my body moving forward I had no choice but to stretch my leg out as far as I could just to place that foot on the other side without falling into the hole.
In panic, I reached out with both hands towards the foreman and immediately felt my miniskirt snap above my hips exposing my ass and freshly shaved pussy. My long legs stretched out and I jumped over the big hole landing in the outstretched arms of the foreman. My weight carried me forward crashing my breasts against his chest and knocking us both to the ground. I landed on top of him while he managed to hang on to me saving me from any harm.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry," I whispered embarrassed at my clumsiness.
That's when I felt where his hands were. Both of his dirty palms were clutching my bare, and very exposed ass cheeks. There was something else, my legs were spread open and my knees were touching the ground on either side of his legs as if we were in a nasty sexual position. I immediately realized my wet pussy and probably my asshole were in plain sight of every worker behind me.
"Oh no," I moaned in horror and pushed away from the foreman.
Suddenly I heard whispers and whistling behind me. I looked over my shoulder and saw every worker there was staring at my ass, some of them abandoned what they were doing and were making their way towards me to get a better look.
I quickly pushed myself up and pulled my skirt down covering my pussy and ass. My face was beet red from humiliation. I heard a lot of talking in Spanish, some men even laughed still watching me.
"Are you Ok Miss?" The foreman asked getting up.
I turned away from the crowd of workers and facing him with red face and humiliation answered.
"Yes I'm fine. Can you please show me what was so urgent?"
He turned and pointed to a spot behind couple of rose bushes. My Gardenias I planted last spring were trying to come to life there.
"Oh no, is there any other spot?" I asked concerned for the plant.
"No ma'am, anywhere else would be an eye sore."
