I travel quite a bit for work and for leisure. The neighbors right behind me have taken care of things at my house for years. There’s nothing all that exciting to worry about when I’m gone- feed the cats, get the mail, water the plants, roll the garbage cans to the end of the driveway, etc.

Lindy has been the one to take care of things by herself the past several times. Lindy is a 23-year-old grad student who still lives at home. Lindy is a great kid, and I know she’s saving money. I’m happy to pay her much more than the going rate for catsitters.

Something suddenly came up with a customer several states away. I agreed to visit in person and offer my help. Thankfully, Lindy was able to take care of things on short notice. I quickly went over with her the same “to-do” list I’ve always used.

“Nothing new,” I concluded. “Hopefully the cats behave for you while I’m gone.”

“No worries, Mr. K,” Lindy said. “They’re in good hands.”

My flight was supposed to leave at 5:35 AM the next day. The airport is about 90 minutes from my house, so I planned to spend the night at one of the hotels near the airport. I explained this to Lindy and told her she didn’t need to worry about anything until the next morning.

I had just cleaned up from dinner, and my phone buzzed. It was a notification from the airline. My early morning flight had been cancelled, and I had been rebooked on a flight that departed shortly after 1:00 PM. That actually worked out better for my schedule, and I didn’t have to spend the money on a hotel that night.

Later that night, I turned off the TV in my bedroom and was nearly asleep when I remembered that I hadn’t texted Lindy with my change of plans. It was late. I decided I would send her a message first thing the next morning.

I awoke to the sounds of voices and shuffling in the living room downstairs. I checked my phone, and it was 2:15 AM. Still more than half asleep, I found the emergency 911 feature on my phone and nearly pressed it. I recognized one of the voices. It was Lindy. The voices soon turned to the unmistaken sounds of kissing mixed with giggling. Lindy had an on-again/off-again boyfriend. I reasoned that she was taking advantage of what she thought was an empty house to host a late-night booty call.

I ran through every option I had. I could bust out of my bedroom and break up the action downstairs. I could intentionally make some noise in hopes that would cause them to leave. I could do absolutely nothing and pretend nothing was going on. Although I was a bit surprised she’d take such a liberty with my house, I didn’t want to frighten or embarrass Lindy.

After contemplating my options, I decided to do none of the above. Instead, curiosity got the best of me. I decided to check out the proceedings going on downstairs.

I live in a log cabin-type house with a wide open living room design. There is no living room ceiling. It is open all the way up to basically the roof. I crept out of my room and made my way to one of the log pillars that helps space out the plank railing that wraps around the entire second floor. Lindy and her guest were on the leather sofa that was right underneath the floor where I was. There was no way I was going to see anything where I was.

Just then, Lindy emerged from the sofa and crouched in front of the fireplace. In no time, she had built a nice fire. Lindy smiled toward the sofa and made her way back to it. More kissing. Some light sighs and moans. The sound of what had to be layers of clothes being shed.

I crouched behind that pillar as low as I could, tried not to move, and tried not to make a sound.

It wasn’t long before I heard Lindy say, “C’mon, let’s get closer.”

I saw Lindy, but it wasn’t her boyfriend she was leading by the hand. It was a strikingly beautiful and curvy Hispanic woman. I was right about the booty call. I was dead wrong about the other participant.

Lindy spread the quilt that was on the sofa across the rug in front of the fireplace. She and her friend knelt and ran their hands all over each other. Lindy was down to her socks, jeans and a white sports bra. Her friend was still wearing a black button up shirt and black boyshort style panties.

Her friend’s shirt was the next item to go. Her full tits were spilling out of a black lacy push-up bra. Lindy lost her socks. Her friend helped her to the floor, and Lindy wiggled free from her jeans revealing a thong that seemed to match her sports bra.

They sat facing each other embracing with their feet flat on the floor resting by each other's hips. They both looked incredible as they were illuminated by the flames from the fireplace. They kissed passionately. The friend cupped Lindy’s small breasts over the fabric of the sports bra. She leaned into Lindy and kissed her neck under her chin.

“Bella,” I heard Lindy say through faint moans.

Her friend’s name was Bella.

Bella raised Lindy’s sports bra over her head and arms. Lindy’s tits were no more than A cup size with small erect nipples. Lindy undid the front clasp of Bella’s bra and her large natural tits sprung free. Bella’s tits had large, dark areolas and incredibly long nipples that had also sprung to life.

Lindy stood and shimmied out of her thong. Her pussy was completely smooth with small folded lips. Bella raised herself to her knees and brought Lindy close to her. Lindy ran her fingers through Bella’s short, spikey black hair while Bella buried her face into Lindy’s mound. Bella lapped at the folds of Lindy’s pussy. Lindy whimpered with every pass of Bella’s tongue.

Bella stood and worked her boyshorts down past her wide hips. They fell at her feet, and she kicked them to the side. Bella had a neatly trimmed but full triangle of pubic hair that started at the bikini line. It came to a point as the edges disappeared into her pussy lips.

Both women glistened as sweat appeared on their skin from the heat of the fire.

They stood there, kissed and held each other for quite some time. Bella’s hands moved to Lindy’s ass. Bella squeezed so firmly that she nearly lifted Lindy’s tiny frame off the floor.

Lindy turned Bella so that she was facing my direction. Lindy stood behind her as her hands roamed over Bella’s ample curves. She tiptoed and sucked on Bella’s neck while she pinched Bella’s long nipples. Bella hissed with pleasure and spun Lindy around and did the same things to her.

The women helped each other back to the quilt on the floor. Bella positioned Lindy onto her hands and knees and assumed the same position behind her. Bella parted Lindy’s knees widely and pressed her face into Lindy’s ass. Lindy flipped her head backward and sent her long blond hair flowing back toward Bella. Bella ran her tongue slowly up and down the crevice between Lindy’s ass cheeks. Her tongue darted in and out of Lindy’s holes.

“Fuck!” Lindy grunted. “Now, Bell, now.”

Bella helped Lindy lie on her back. Lindy raised her knees so that her feet rested flat on the floor. Lindy massaged her own tiny tits and pulled at her nipples while Bella lapped at her pussy. Before long. Lindy’s breathing became heavier. She panted and cried out Bella’s name. Bella inserted her turned up middle finger and began moving it in and out of Lindy’s pussy as she continued to lap at Lindy’s clit. Suddenly, Lindy grabbed Bella’s head with both hands and violently pressed her mound against Bella’s face. Bella never broke stride. Bella knew she was close and held her face firmly in place. Lindy rose, propped herself up on her hands and leaned her head back. Her whole body began to tremble and spasm. Soon, both women collapsed onto the quilt to catch their breath.

I was still trying my best not to move. I became quite uncomfortable as my cock had been trying to break through my shorts since the action began. I resisted the urge to take it out and bring myself some relief.

Lying on their sides and facing each other, the women kissed gently and held each other. Bella’s large, full tits pressed against Lindy’s chest. Lindy’s hand moved between Bella’s legs, and she began running the palm of her hand up and down Bella’s vulva. Bella soon moved to an “ass up/heads down” position and Lindy knelt next to Bella. Bella’s thick, perfectly shaped ass was simply amazing.

Lindy reached her hand around to Bella’s face. Bella took Lindy’s four fingers into her mouth. Lindy moved her fingers in and out of Bella’s mouth until saliva dripped off Lindy’s hand. Lindy cupped her hand in front of Bella’s mouth, and Bella spit into Lindy’s palm. From behind, Lindy slowly worked her entire fist into Bella’s pussy. She fucked Bella this way gradually increasing the speed and intensity of her thrusts.

“Yes, baby,” Bella whispered. “Like that, baby. Faster…”

Bella reached backward between her legs with one hand and found her clit. She vigorously moved the tips of her fingers back and forth over her clit as Lindy continued to pump her fist in and out of Bella’s pussy. Like Bella knew with her, Lindy knew Bella was going to cum. Bella shrieked facedown into the quilt, and she collapsed onto her belly. Lindy withdrew her hand and held it up in front of her face. In the firelight, I could see Bella’s juices running down Lindy’s forearm.

On their sides again, but this time Lindy was wrapped up in Bella’s arms with her back pressed against Bella’s tits.

Neither one said a word. Their eyes were closed. I thought they had fallen asleep. I started to again wonder what my next move would be. Before I decided, Bella and Lindy rose to their feet. Lindy retrieved a towel from the downstairs bathroom and each used it to towel each other off. Still naked, Lindy worked to extinguish the fire. Bella balled up the quilt and towel and set them by the door. They moved back where the sofa is and emerged what seemed like seconds later fully dressed. One last long kiss. Lindy picked up the towel and quilt, and they were gone. While I didn’t hear it when they arrived, I heard two car doors shut, the car start, and the whirring sound an electric car makes. The sound faded as it moved down my long driveway.

I obviously had some good visuals to help me masturbate before I went back to sleep. I imagined what would have happened had I joined them- both women taking a break from each other to focus on me. Instead of ropes of cum landing on my own chest and belly, I imagined them splashing across Bella’s tits or onto Lindy’s well-toned belly.

I woke up a few hours later trying to make sense of what I had witnessed the night before. I realized Lindy still didn’t know about my change of travel plans. I certainly didn’t want her to discover it on her own.

So I texted her, “Hey Lindy. My flight got canceled, and I’m not flying out until this afternoon. No need to check on things until evening.”

I would have loved to have seen her face and hear her hash out hundreds of scenarios of how she could handle this and do damage control.

The afternoon flight happened without incident. I returned a few days later and noticed the fireplace had been cleaned out. The quilt was neatly folded at the end of the couch like it always is. The towel hung in its place in the bathroom.

I decided I would let Lindy off easy and pretend like nothing ever happened.

I texted her again.

“Hey, just got back. Everything looks great as usual. Thanks so much. $$$ on the way.”

I chuckled when all I got back was a heart emoji.

I resisted the urge to reply, “How’s Bella?”