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 Lara's twins - part 1
   (Unexpectedly finding a mother with twin daughters)
   I'm in business - replacing old water filters.  It's become quite the
thing here with mains water so fully treated.  Almost everyone has a water
filter fitted in their home.  But not everyone has my system - I select
just a few to keep my business ticking over.  I'm old enough to want to
still have time to enjoy the pleasures of life.
   The fun thing about this business is that I call round to mostly women
in their homes.  I've really had some very interesting experiences.
   For example, at 3 pm one Wednesday, I knock on Mrs.  Jonas' door and
there's a "Wait a moment!" cry from inside.  I wait patiently, my filter
equipment in a box under my arm.
   After quite a few minutes, the door opens and there stands Mrs.  Jonas.
I remember that she's a very attractive 40-something woman, from the first
time when I installed her filter some 6 months previous.  Here she is
standing before me, with a big smile on her face and just an almost
completely transparent house coat, that ends about mid-thigh.  She appears
to have nothing on underneath.
   I gulp in surprise as I can't avoid letting my eyes wander over the
gorgeous body revealed to me.
   "Oh, damn.  It's you!" she curses, looking very embarrassed.
   "It's OK.  I'll call back," I say hurriedly, unable to stop my eyes
focussing at the top of her long legs.
   My cock erects wickedly and quickly in my briefs.  I wonder whether she
will notice?
   "Uh...no!" she cries.  "It's OK.  What do you want?"
   "I've come to change the water filter.  You called me yesterday," I
explain.
   "Oh, yes.  John, isn't it?  So I did," she splutters, still standing
motionless and looking so sexy in the open doorway.  "What day is it?"
   "It's Thursday.  Why?  were you expecting someone else?" I suggest.
   "Uh, yes.  But not today.  Oh damn.  Oh dear.  Now what would you think
of me?" the lovely woman chatters on.
   Her big full breasts are pressing against the front of her gown, her
large nipples erect and sticking out through the thin material.
   "Shall I come back later to change the filter?" I ask her, my cock
almost bursting out of my pants.
   "No.  Please come in.  It's alright," the flustered woman says, her eyes
glancing down to my crotch and quickly back up to my face.
   A faint smile plays across her lips.  Her eyes fix on mine.
   "I'll make some coffee," she suggests, moving aside to let me pass.
   Somehow, I just can't help myself just letting my arm brush across her
hard nipples.  I feel her shudder beside me.
   I go straight to the sink and start to move things out of the under-sink
cupboard.
   The woman stands at the end of the kitchen bench, watching me.  I have
to concentrate, but it's difficult.  My cock is threatening to explode out
of my briefs.  Good job I wore tight shorts today!  Even so, it's quite
painful kneeling on the floor like this.
   "Would you like a cup of coffee, John?" the woman asks, smiling sweetly
as I look up and nod.
   "I'll just take the old filter off, then I can take a break," I explain.
   The woman turns her back on me and busies herself making proper coffee
with her machine.  All I can do is pretend to work while my eyes are
staring fixatedly at the delicious tight butt cheeks she's now presenting
to me.
   "Um, Mrs.  Jonas?" I ask, softly.  "Don't you think...?"
   I hesitate, not wanting her to infer any sexual suggestions from me.
   "Oh, it's OK," she says.  "I always dress like this during the day.  Do
you mind?  I seldom get visitors"
   "I don't mind at all.  But you will have to excuse me feeling very
aroused by what I can see," I tell her.
   "I don't mind at all, John.  In fact, I'm very flattered," she turns and
smiles down at me.
   My cock lurches even more, threatening to unload a sticky mess into my
briefs.
   Just at that moment, there's a noise at the door and two noisy teenage
girls rush in, chattering loudly to each other.
   "Mum?" one calls out.
   They stop immediately when they see their mother standing beside the
coffee machine.  Their eyes go very wide when they then notice me on the
floor almost inside the kitchen cupboard.
   Their eyes go back to their mother again.
   "Mum!" the blonde one cries.  "Do you know what you're dressed in?"
   "There's a guy here fixing the water filter!" cries the other, clearly
horrified by their mother's clothes.
   "Yes, dears.  I know.  I was expecting Father home today!" she explains.
"And I didn't get time to change."
   "He gets back next Wednesday, you silly!" says the blonde one.
   "She's always doing things like this," explains the brunette.
   "You mean presenting her almost naked body to a stranger?" I suggest.
   "No!" cries the brunette.  "I mean...oh, actually ...yes!"
   The two girls both look at me and smile.
   Mrs.  Jonas' stands looking helpless, but smiling.  Nothing she can do
changes the fact that she's still standing quite close to me with an almost
transparent gown not really covering her exquisite body.
   "Oh, John.  These are my twin girls, Sam and Joanne," she introduces
them.
   They grin naughtily at me.  For the first time I take in the fact that
they're both dressed in identical school uniforms, with very short,
modern-day skirts and white blouses.  The material of their blouses is
typically thin so I can see that they're both wearing black bras.  They
look almost as desirable as their mother.
   "Hi, girls," I say.  "Your mother just said she's just going to change,"
I hint.
   Mrs.  Jonas gets the message and slips off out of the kitchen.  I try to
get on with my job, but Sam, the blonde twin, comes very close to me,
standing less than a metre away.  From my position kneeling on the floor,
her lovely long young legs are right in front of me, the skirt only just
preventing me seeing her panties.
   "We tease our teachers too," she giggles, turning away with a flourish.
   She knew that her skirt would flip up, giving me a lovely glimpse of her
little school panties, white and oh-so-innocent - ha ha!
   "Don't be naughty now," says Joanne, the brunette.  "He's just a
workman!"
   "He's cute though!" giggles Sam, her lips pouting at me.
   Now if you think I'm coping well with this teasing, you should just feel
my erection!  It's swollen and ready to burst out of my clothes even more
than before.
   At that moment, their mother comes back into the kitchen, dressed in a
tiny top and shorter-than-short shorts.  She is a honey anyway and this
outfit shows off her sexy body even better than the transparent gown.  I
gasp audibly - I can't help it.
   "Lovely, isn't she?" says Sam, going up to her mother and kissing her
avidly on the lips.
   When she moves away, Joanne does the same, lifting her right leg up in
the way loving couples do.  Her legs are as long as her sisters, and go
right up under her skirt, where my eyes are caught looking.
   "He's trying to look up your skirt, Jo!" giggles Sam.
   "John!" admonishes their mother.  "They're just 15."
   "16 next week!" pipes up Joanne, grinning at me.
   "They are lovely girls.  You are very lucky," I say, trying to complete
the task of changing the water filter.
   "Let the man finish his job," scolds their mother.  "Then we'll stop and
have a drink."
   The girls giggle and smile at me as they skip out of the room.  All I
see is a flurry of long legs and white panties.  Now I'm in serious trouble
from my throbbing erection.
   "Can you finish changing it?" asks Mrs.  Jonas.
   "I guess so!" I say, in a strangled voice.
   I almost blew my load right there!  I'm gasping for air.
   "Are you OK?" the woman says, putting her hand on my shoulder as I
almost fall backwards.
   "Yesssss!" I cry, smelling the delicious aroma of her perfume, heady and
erotic.
   Her touch is soft, yet strong.  She supports me until I regain my
balance.  I can finally see straight again, as my cock calms slightly.
   "My girls are wicked teases.  Their father has great trouble controlling
himself when they're like this.  But we have fun when the girls have gone
to bed!" she adds, grinning wickedly.
   "I'm sure you do!" I smile back, finally fixing the last connection to
the tap.
   "There.  That's done!" I tell her.  "I should go - I have another
appointment."
   This was an excuse, rather than the truth.  I needed to get away to
relieve the ache in my balls!
   "Please stay.  The girls and I have been so lonely since their father
left for his business trip," the woman explained.  "He's back tomorrow, but
I don't want to be this desperate for him!"
   "And nor do we!" cries Sam, returning to the kitchen, dressed in just
two little strips of bikini.
   "We're going to the pool," Joanne tells their mother.  "Make sure he
watches us, won't you, Mum?"
   She nodded.  I was just overcome with admiration for the two gorgeous
young bodies that were standing in front of me.  If I'd had to rule for
decency, I'd have given 0 for both of them.  Their bikinis were far too
small for their wonderful teenage bodies, only just covering their
delicious tight breasts and hardly covering at all the little hairs at the
tops of their long legs.  I was entranced, and the girls knew it.
   They giggled and walked out, making sure their tight butts swayed
fantastically in front to me.  My erection throbbed very painfully.
   I suddenly felt an arm on my shoulder again, a soft gentle touch.
   "They are exquisite girls, aren't they?" her soft voice suggests.
   I just nod, wondering what is going to happen next.
   "Oh, by the way, please call me Lara," the woman adds.
   (continued in part 2)
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Lara's twins - part 1