"It's going to be a hot and sunny day, with high temperatures of thirty two to thirty three degrees in urban areas," came the sober voice from the radio. I clicked it off before they could give out their dire warnings of running the risk of heatstroke, and make sure you always wear sun cream.
I picked the right week to take some leave from work, I thought to myself. I looked out the window at the bright sunlight bathing the garden. The trees were green, and luscious, and some wild birds feasted on the bird table. My daughter was safely in school, and my wife had left for work an hour ago, so the day, until three o'clock anyway, was mine.
I slipped my trainers on, and stepped outside into the warm, inviting air. I took a walk down the path, and pulled my pack of cigarettes from the pocket of my shorts. I shook one free, lifted it to my mouth, and sparked my zippo. I inhaled deeply, and exhaled grey smoke as I surveyed the jobs that I promised my wife that I would get done while I was off work. My heart sank as I looked at the neglected, weed covered borders, and the fence that required some much needed attention.
I heard a voice behind me. "Hi Alex, how are you? Nice day isn't it?" I looked around and saw Beth, Chloe's mum hanging washing on the line. I caught a glimpse of a pair of red panties that looked familiar, and I felt a pang of guilt as I recalled what had happened a couple of weeks before.
"Hi Beth. I'm fine thanks. It's going to be a sparkling day. No work for you today either?" I replied. I rarely saw Beth as when she worked I was at home, and vice versa. I knew that she was around the same age as me, but she looked younger than her thirty seven years would suggest. She had the same dark coloured hair as her daughter, and a fabulous figure; which was accentuated by a tight, figure hugging white t shirt. She wore a long, ankle length linen skirt, which shifted slightly in the light breeze.
"I'm just about to leave. I really wish I didn't have to, though. I could do with a day sunbathing in the garden," she said as she picked the final item out of the basket, and fastened it to the clothes line. She glanced over at the two vacant white, plastic sun loungers in a corner of the garden; which was hidden from other neighbours view by a ten foot high hedge behind.
I took one final pull on my cigarette, and stubbed the butt out underfoot on the pathway. "I know that feeling. I'll be out here, but I have a list of jobs to do as long as my arm," I replied.
"It's good to see she's keeping you busy, Alex. No rest for the wicked as they say, hey?" Beth said, and flashed a wide smile.
"You have no idea," I chuckled.
Beth looked at me quizzically for a moment. "Well, anyway. I can't stand chatting all day. Some of us have work to do," she said playfully. "I'll see you later."
"See you. I'll be thinking of you when I have a cool beer in my hand," I replied with a grin.
With that she turned, and walked off back to the house. I decided where I was going to start. I went to the shed, grabbed my tools, and set about mending the wooden fence. I was lost in my thoughts, tapping nails into the panel when I heard another voice from the other side.
I looked up to find Chloe stood a few feet away from the fence. Her skin glowed, like she had just stepped out of the shower. Her dark hair hung loose around her shoulders, and framed her pretty face. She looked radiant as ever with a loose, plain white t shirt which was cut off at the midriff. It displayed her pale skin, flat stomach, and pierced belly button perfectly. Her legs were bare apart from a pair of high cut denim shorts, and on her feet she wore a pair of gold strapped sandals.
"Um, hi Chloe, how are you?" I replied, momentarily taken aback.
"I'm fine, thanks. It's a great day for some sunbathing. It looks like you're busy." She said as she took her phone out of her pocket, and lifted it to her ear.
"Hi India." she waved at me, and walked to the sun loungers on the other side of the narrow garden.
I couldn't help but eavesdrop on the conversation happening over the fence.
"No, I'm not doing anything today..."
"Well, my mum is out for the day, so I was going to chill at home...."
"No, I don't want to go shopping. I don't care if Dan is going to be there. He gives me the creeps...."
"You can go and meet them in town if you want to, I'm staying here....."
"Yes, I'm sure I don't want to go. You don't want to go without me? You could always come over here...."
"Alright, I'll see you in a bit. Bye."
With that the call ended, and there was silence on the other side of the fence. I began painting the section I had mended so that it matched. I heard Chloe sigh loudly. She stood up and walked back to the house. I wondered about Dan, and whether that was said for my benefit. Chloe surely knew that I would be able to hear every word.
A short while later, I heard next door's back door open, and two voices emerge from inside. "Okay. Plan of action for today. We stay here until lunchtime, raid my mum's wine in the fridge, and then come back here. Sound good?" I heard Chloe say in a slightly bossy, but playful manner.
"Chloe, I can't go home pissed again. My mum will go mental," the other voice said.
"Who said anything about getting pissed?" I heard Chloe reply. "I want a glass or two to chill out with on a hot day. If you're going to be a pussy about it, then you can have lemonade in yours."
I felt the mid morning sun beating down on my head, and my black Motörhead t shirt was doing nothing to keep me cool. I stood up, and left the paint brush where it was. I walked over to our wooden table and chairs. I pulled my t shirt over my head, and set it down on the back of one of the chairs.
I walked back to the fence, and saw that both Chloe and India reclined on the sun loungers. Each had one leg bent at the knee. Chloe had changed into a skimpy pale green bikini. Both the top, and the bottoms were held together with thin strips. Her breasts, and the area between her legs, were covered with flimsy pieces of material. India's pink bikini meanwhile was more like a two piece swimsuit. I was sure that I could make out the points of her nipples poking through the thin fabric. India had her hair tied back behind her head, and was wearing a dark pair of sunglasses.
I saw them glance over at me as I resumed working. Chloe gave a small smile and a wave, while India laid with her fingers laced together behind her head, the sun's rays were sinking into her dusky skin. I raised my hand in reply. "I'm off to get some wine. Want some?" Chloe asked India.
""Yes please," India replied, and shifted position slightly.
Chloe swung her legs over the side of the lounger, and stood up. She reached behind, and pulled the bikini bottoms out of the crevice of her ass cheeks, and walked into the house. She returned with a chilled bottle of white wine, two glass tumblers, and a pair of sunglasses. She set them down on the bottom of the lounger, and filled both glasses half way. She then put the bottle on the floor and pushed the sunglasses on her face.
"Here you go babe," Chloe said as she passed the glass over. India sat upright, and took a sip. Doing so she spilled some between her small breasts. Her bikini top turned a darker shade of pink. The thin, damp fabric clung to her left nipple.
"Shit," she exclaimed, and leaned forward drink still in hand. Thin rivulets ran down towards her navel.
"India, you clumsy bitch," Chloe retorted as she took a long pull on her drink.
India took another sip. "It's okay, it won't take long to dry in this heat," she said.
"What went wrong between you and Dan anyway? I thought you liked him. I know that he likes you." India turned to face Chloe, and gave me a side on view of her slim figure.
"He got a bit too full on, a bit too soon. Not only that, but he has really sweaty hands, and he smells of onions. He has a small dick as well," Chloe said raising her hand to her mouth to stifle a giggle. The wine clearly had an effect, even though she had only drank three quarters of the glass.
"How do you know that?" India asked.
"He offered to drive me home last night. So I got into his car, and he started kissing my neck. I was feeling really horny and I put my hand, you know, down there, and I felt fuck all."
This time it was India's turn to laugh. "Chloe, you're so bad. He might not have been ready yet."
"I know what I felt, and there was nothing there. I got out, and caught the bus," Chloe replied, and relaxed on the lounger.
India snorted with laughter. Chloe leaned across, and whispered something to India.
"What, now?" India exclaimed.
"Yeah, now. We have an audience," Chloe said as she took her sunglasses off, looked at me, and ran a hand between her thighs.
India leaned over until her mouth met Chloe's. Her lips danced lightly over Chloe's mouth, her tongue darted out, and met Chloe's. India broke off, and looked over at me. "Are you enjoying it?" she asked sultrily. "If so, why don't you come closer?"
She turned back to Chloe, and their mouths joined together once more. I stood transfixed, and felt my cock harden in my shorts. Without thinking about it, I vaulted the fence and walked towards the sun loungers.
Chloe ran her hand down the side of India's body, her thumb brushed India's small breast. India to broke contact with Chloe's mouth, and lifted her head. Chloe ran her tongue over India's exposed neck, and India muttered a small groan. "Oh, Chloe. That feels so fucking good." India pushed her hips forward, and opened her legs slightly to allow Chloe access.
My cock had reached it's maximum hardness, and still enclosed within my shorts, it pointed to the side. I put my hand in my pocket, and began to lightly stroke the sensitive tip through the fabric. I felt wetness on my fingertips, as pre cum began to seep out.
Chloe lightly traced a line with her middle finger between India's breasts. She paused when she reached the bottom of her bikini top, and traced another line underneath an erect nipple. India arched her back, and Chloe reached behind to undo the flimsy piece of fabric in one deft movement. India's top fell away, and revealed her small B cup tits, each crowned with a dark, erect nipple. India rolled onto her back, and parted her legs. Her small mounds were clearly visible, and I saw a dark stain discolouring the material between her legs.
Chloe lowered her head, and flicked her tongue over India's left nipple. A string of saliva momentarily joined them together. India arched her back once more, and grabbed her right breast in her hand. "Oh fucking hell, Chloe. You're driving me crazy. Make love to me. Please," she pleaded.
I seem to have been forgotten about temporarily. I glanced around double checking that we could not be seen by any neighbouring houses. One side of the garden was shielded by a tall hedge, while the bottom was covered by thick trees. My cock ached to be free so I undid the button, and lowered the zip on my shorts. I took a step closer, and lowered both my shorts and my jockey shorts to the ground. My penis stood erect, and proud. The bulbous purple head was covered in clear, sticky fluid, which I spread down my shaft as I slowly stroked it down to my balls.
Chloe got to her knees, and turned to face India. "What do you want me to do?" she asked as she straddled India's half naked figure.
India pinched her left nipple between thumb and forefinger. "I need to cum so badly," India replied, her voice tinged with frustration.
Chloe lowered her pelvis onto India's naked thigh, and started to grind against it. From where I was stood, I had a perfect view of Chloe's ass. Her pale cheeks were separated by a thin piece of green material, which gradually creeped between them with her back and forth movement.
"Hey Alex, you still there?" Chloe called out, and turned her head. "Why don't you come over here? You'll have a better view." She motioned to the vacant sun bed.
I walked over, my cock swinging in time with my steps, and sat down on the towel covered plastic bed. It creaked under my weight as I sat down. Chloe looked approvingly at my rock hard cock.
"It looks like you're enjoying the show," she said.
"Mmmm, you and India are so hot together," I replied as I struggled to keep from climaxing there and then. I could see that Chloe was leaving a shiny trail on India's thigh. I slowed my strokes, and teased myself to the brink.
"Sit back, and relax. You can take care of me later," she said, and she scooted down so she was sat on India's lower legs.
Chloe reached out and stroked India's pussy through her bikini bottoms. India parted her legs, and squirmed under her touch. "Stop teasing me, you bitch," she exclaimed.
With that, Chloe pulled the pink material of her panties to one side, and revealed India's clean shaven, luscious, wet lips. Chloe caressed India's clit with her thumb. India visibly shuddered at the contact. "Chloe, I am going to cum. Just do me," she breathed.
Chloe continued stroking for a few seconds, the suddenly thrust her middle finger inside of India's tight pussy. "Ohhhh, yes. Oh yes," India screamed, and bit down on her lower lip. her hands writhed over her small, pert tits.
Chloe worked her finger in up to the knuckle, and then almost completely withdrew. It came out slick and shiny in the bright sunlight. India's hips rose in time to meet her thrusts. "More, I need more," India gasped.
Chloe inserted her index finger as well. "Oh, fuck me. Fuck me," India breathed.
"Do you want to cum?" Chloe asked mischievously.
Yes, yes. I have to, you bitch." India replied, still thrusting her hips towards her.
"Do you want Alex's thick cock inside you?" Chloe shifted forward slightly.
"Oh fuck yes. Oh, oh, ohhh I'm cumming,"
India momentary froze as waves of ecstasy flowed through her. Her hands were finally still on her breasts, and her hips bucked against Chloe's hand a few more times before her orgasm subsided completely.
As I watched India in the throes, a dull ache developed in my balls. I needed release, but I held off in anticipation of what was to come.
"Let's take this inside," Chloe said. She picked up the wine bottle, and walked back to the house. She untied her bikini with her free hand, and the top fell to the floor. I looked at my watch. It read eleven thirty.
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