Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 25

When I woke that Saturday morning Denise had already left for work. I made some coffee and sat out on the front deck to survey the neighborhood. I was still in my robe, but it was still early enough for that attire to be acceptable.

Ron was cleaning out their garage and I saw Debbie in their kitchen. The blue house was still asleep, but the blonde's car was now parked out front. Quiet next door as well.

After a bit I went back inside to grab another cup of coffee and looked out the kitchen window. Maybe Danny's sister was there? Lol nope. And I noticed the grass needed mowing. I would rather work on the Chevy than mow, but I agreed to take care of the yard for a discount on the rent, so I needed to take care of it. I threw on shorts and a t-shirt, and headed across the street to Ron's.

I had helped Ron a few times on his house, and we now had an unwritten deal where i could borrow his lawnmower and he could borrow my tools. He was still working in his garage when I walked up his driveway.

"Morning Ron! Whatcha workin on?"

He turned around and smiled seeing me, "Hey Jeff! Cleaning out the garage... I need to get rid of a bunch of stuff now"

"Need any help? Anything heavy you need to move?"

"Not really..." his expression dropped and he looked at the ground, "I might need your help tomorrow when I pick up the U-Haul truck." He walked up closer to me and I could see the stress on his face. "Debble and I are getting divorced. I already leased an apartment on the west side."

I didn't know how to react. I knew they fought a lot, but I wasn't expecting this. "Jesus, Ron... I'm sorry. I didn't realize. That sucks..... I wish you didn't have to go through this. I hate to lose you as a neighbor."

"Yeah... it sucks. I really liked this neighborhood. Debbie's parents are helping her buy me out of the house, so I'll have some money to start over, but I hate losing this place."

"I can imagine. Your house is the nicest one on the block." I repeated myself, "I'm sorry."

His face was struggling between sadness and anger. I wasn't sure if he was going to throw something, or start crying.

"I would be more than happy to help you move if you need it."

He pulled himself together, I should be okay... my brother is coming over to help. But I'll give you a yell if I need another strong back." He walked back into the garage and grabbed his lawnmower. "Need to use this? I would give it to you outright if it were up to me, but Debbie will need to take care of the yard now."

Now I felt bad that I came over to borrow the mower. glanced over and noticed Debble was looking out the window, quickly looked back at Ron and grabbed the mower, "Thank you, Ron... I'l bring it right back after I'm done. Let me know if I can help in any way.

"No rush, Jefft. Take care."

I walked the mower down their driveway, trying to avoid eye contact with Debbie, who was still watching me from their kitchen window.

I pulled the mower around the side of our duplex and grabbed the gas can from the garage. Next door, Cliff started his Buick and pulled away as I filled the mower with gas. He didn't make eye contact with me, as per usual.

I wheeled the mower along the side to the back yard, which looked a lot more overgrown up close than from the upstairs kitchen window. There was a hose laying out on Marie's side of the yard, and a chaise lounge as well. The grass was almost touching the chaise.

...I should have mowed this last week, or even the week before

On the other side of the duplex, the sliding glass door was open to Marie's bedroom. It was on the ground floor below the kitchen, just like ours. I caught a glimpse of Marie walking past in the hallway behind, and stopped in my tracks. She walked into her bedroom and out of my view, but I could see her in the reflection of the mirrored closet doors. She was wearing a robe when she walked in, but stripped it off and stepped into some bikini bottoms. Her large round tits were on full display... until she worked them into the top of her bikini.

I quietly stepped back out of sight and grabbed the mower and started it up to make her aware I was there. I pushed the mower a little ways into the yard, then shut it down to move the hose and the chalse.

Marie walked out onto the small deck outside her bedroom, "Hi Jeff! You going to mow back here?" She had wrapped herself up in her robe.

"Hi Marie! Yeah... sorry I haven't done it before now. I didn't notice how long it was."

"Don't worry about that. I appreciate you mowing! was just going to come out and get some sun on this old body."

I rolled up her hose and walked closer, "Well, why don't I do your side first, so I don't screw up your plans?" I carried the hose to her side of the duplex, then walked back to grab the chaise.

That would be great, if you don't think I'll be in your way."