Diary: A Messy Landscape....

Saturday, August 22nd

Dear Diary,

Woke up feeling kinda restless. Texted Rebecca first thing and she was already up, said she couldn’t stop thinking about what we talked about yesterday. We decided to head over to Janice’s around ten. She mentioned Lena was coming too, which made me smile. That girl really has no filter now that she’s not my intern anymore.

Got there and Janice already had the patio set up with drinks and snacks. We all stripped our tops off right away, just hanging out topless like it was the most normal thing. The sun felt good on my skin. Rebecca kept adjusting her position, kept glancing toward the side gate where the landscaper usually comes in. She was biting her lip a lot. I could tell she was wound up tight from being stuck with her parents for so long.

Lena showed up around eleven wearing this tiny little crop top that barely covered anything. She took it off the second she sat down. We were all just chatting and drinking when we heard the gate open. There he was, shirt already off, looking even better than last time. Tan skin, muscles moving under it when he carried his equipment.

Rebecca actually gasped a little when she saw him. She tried to play it cool but her nipples got hard instantly. He noticed, smiled at all of us, and started working on the flower beds near the patio. We kept talking but the energy shifted. Every time he bent over or wiped sweat off his forehead, Rebecca’s breathing got heavier.

Janice caught my eye and nodded toward Rebecca. I knew what she meant. After about twenty minutes of him working and us watching, Rebecca stood up and walked over to him. She didn’t say anything at first, just stood there topless while he looked up from the dirt. Then she asked if he needed any help. Her voice was shaky.

He stood up slow, wiped his hands on his jeans. Rebecca reached out and touched his chest, ran her fingers down his abs. The rest of us stayed on the patio chairs, watching everything. Lena actually moved her chair to get a better view. Rebecca dropped to her knees right there in the grass and started undoing his belt.

She was hungry for it. Took him in her mouth like she hadn’t touched a man in months. We could hear the wet sounds from where we sat. Her head moving back and forth, his hand in her hair. She kept looking up at him with these desperate eyes. He was trying to stay quiet but little groans kept escaping.