Frank wiped the sweat from his brow with the back of his glove and continued to prune the Seymour’s roses. It was 12:45, and like clockwork, he heard Dee and her friend Tanya wander through the back garden. He peeked out from behind the flowers and saw them walking barefoot to the gazebo with a picnic lunch.
Dee wore her customary, lightweight flower print dress.  Her bright smile and golden corn silk hair gave her a goddess like beauty.  Her dress hugged her hips and highlighted her perky tits.  Dee’s ha rd nipples pressed against the thin cloth, making it obvious that she wore no bra.  She saw Frank working in the garden, flashed him a broad smile, and waved. Frank waved back and pretended to prune the flowers; instead he watched the women.
With short dark hair and olive skin, Tanya was Dee’s opposite. Her full, round face matched her full rounded body.  A skimpy halter-top left vast portions of her giant jugs bare; her dangerously short cut-offs exposed wide moonbeams.
The pair sat in the shady part of the gazebo.  Frank moved around some other bushes where he could watch without being seen.
The two women fed each other ripe peaches and plums from the basket. They let sweet juice run down their chins, allowing the other to lick it up.  When they were satisfied, Dee closed the basket and put it aside.
With the warm sun on his back, Frank stared as Tanya stood in front of Dee and put one foot up on the bench.  Her whole broad ass was hanging out of her shorts; the crotch was wedged between her smooth cheeks like a thong.  The dark one leaned forward and kissed the goddess hard on the mouth.  It was clear who was in charge today.
Frank slowly crept closer. His cock hardened and pressed against his shorts as he watched.  The blonde dug into Tanya’s crotch and began rubbing her pussy.  Tanya reached out and tweaked a nipple.