I put on my bathing suit and some rubber, waterproof sandals and carried the water and suds filled bucket out to the driveway. I uncoiled the hose and sprayed down the car. I was washing the drivers side door when I heard voices in Jacob’s driveway. I turned to say hello and Ashley, dressed in one of her ever-present bikinis, saw me. She was talking with a bikini clad beauty of no more than twenty years old. She was blonde, probably bleached. Her hair was straight and hung down to the small of her back. Her curves were perfectly proportioned. Ashley waved for the young woman to follow her and she walked across the two driveways and right up to me and pushed her huge bumpers against my bare chest and kissed me. My dick began to harden and I had to make a quick adjustment in my bathing suit. The blonde watched every move.
Ashley broke our embrace and stepped back to introduce Brieanne. She stepped in and shook my hand as she stared at my crotch. Up close, I could see that her perfect proportions were actually a little more balanced to the top half. She had big tits and a tiny waist with slim hips and thighs. She was facing me so I couldn’t check out her ass in her thong bikini bottom, but I was certain that it was awesome. She was taller than average at around five feet-eight. She stood taller than that in her high heeled cork wedges that they both wore.
Ashley went on to explain that Brie was Jacob’s niece. She presently worked in the office of Jacob’s construction business but she was interested in getting into Ashley’s line of work. Brie smiled at Ashley’s delicate description of ‘her line of work’.
Brie did a three-sixty and threw her hair as she turned. I was right. Her ass was awesome. She cocked her hips and struck a pose as she pursed her plumped up lips and said, “Do you think I have the necessary attributes for the job?” I scanned her posed body from head to toe to make sure I gave her a proper assessment. I took my time and Ashley giggled and playfully punched my arm. I scanned Ashley too as if I was doing a comparison. Ashley couldn’t resist posing too as she lifted and pushed her huge tits together to create even more cleavage. While Brie had struck a model’s pose, Ashley’s was a stripper’s pose. Brie noted the differences and looked at me and said, “I don’t have those fun-bags but mine are real.” Ashley wasn’t offended at all by Brie’s remark. She even peeled back her bikini top, exposing her nipples and then lifted one and then the other to her lips and kissed each one as she watched my reaction. Brie laughed and said, “I can’t do that either.”
Ashley pushed her fun-bags back in her bikini top and it was a struggle. When she was satisfied that they were positioned properly, she said, “We’re going to the corner store for some steaks. Can you come over for dinner? I’ll get an extra.”
I didn’t immediately answer her question. My mind flashed forward to these two gorgeous, bikini-clad women walking into the corner store to buy food. I could envision the teenage boy who worked the cash register and the old guy who worked behind the butcher counter. Ashley knew full well the effect they would have on the poor kid and the old guy might just die of a heart attack.
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