Chapter 3: Everards

The summer break had arrived. The kids would be stuck here for the next month. Desperation drove Jackie from her too big bed in the eerie. There was nowhere to go. If she rattled down the ladder she’d, wake Billy. Instead she stood as she always did, in only her short nighty, looking out over her rough grassed back yard, the hedge and beyond to the sweeping curves of the well maintained beds and super neat lawn of her neighbours. The message from Gwen had said:

“Dan will be over your way tomorrow. He’s doing some work with the Greens for Matt Power. Do you know him?”

She should have replied: “What the hell is he doing with those perverted nudists?” but she hadn’t. She’d weakly responded, “Yes. He’s my neighbour.” As if she knew him or was validating him or something. Why had she been so foolish and now it was too late. She couldn’t call up Gwen, early morning and start jabbering about naked men and what a voyeur she herself had become. Right on que and like clockwork Matt appeared. Naked, handsome, muscular and relaxed as ever. He made his early morning rounds of the garden in the slight ground mist that preceded a hot day. Jackie couldn’t help herself, though she wanted to very much. Her hand went to her pussy and she was squeezing and rubbing even before Marissa appeared floating gracefully across the garden to speak to Matt. When they spoke they left no space between their bodies. Jackie had seen it before. A strange quirk of almost embracing one another constantly. Marissa skipped away on long smooth legs back to the house. Moments later another man came around the far side of the house carrying tools and a short ladder. He appeared to be wearing only a sort of tool belt jock strap with various things hanging from it or stuck into it and that was. Jackie gasped and her hand actually came away from where she’d been grinding it against her clit. That was his cock and it wasn’t even erect. She’d mistaken it for something hanging between the other tools. Marissa reached him and left barely more space than she had with Matt. What she did next had Jackie’s fingers back in her pie. While they chatted away Marissa reached down and adjusted the belt strap thing. Taking hold of the man’s penis and repositioning it. Her expressive shrug when all she achieved was to make it stick up above the belt said her attempt was hopeless. Jackie’s eyes widened further when, moments later, a naked couple came out of the back door and across the deck to where she could make them out. The woman had her arm round a young man. Fucking hell, that was Dan Baxter. The realisation hit her like an electric buzzer to the clit. Dan Baxter naked except for a tool belt that in his case did an adequate job of constraining his manhood. One testicle had in fact escaped already but Jackie didn’t initially notice. The young woman, whose pale body made her look somehow even more naked than Marissa, with her arm around Dan and his hand on her butt was Jules Green. They’d met. That made the huge man with the cock Mike Green for sure. When Gwen had said he was a big man she didn’t know the half of it.

For the next hour Jackie stood fascinated and infuriated in equal measure as three nearly naked men broke out tools and power packs and trimmed the hedge between her garden and the Power’s on their side. Marissa and Jules stood about and watched for a while, then went off to the hot tub on the deck which was infuriatingly just out of Jackie’s view. After a while they disappeared into the house and returned with drinks for the labourers. Jackie thought she really aught to get breakfast going and then Matt’s whirring chain saw poked through the hedge on her side. She stood aghast as in moments a hole appeared in the hedge and naked men poured through it. They were soon moving the three step ladder, that was all Mike needed to get his shoulders to hedge top height, along her side of the hedge. Dan’s naked but was sticking up as he pulled weeds out and trimmed along the bottom. Matt was collecting trimmings and running them back through the hole to a machine on a cart which consumed them with frightening efficiency. “It was all very well, them doing her side of the hedge,” Jackie thought. “It certainly needed doing but they could have asked and what about the great arched hole?” When chunky wooden posts and a sledge hammer made an appearance she maybe had her answer.

“Mum. Are you up?” It was Molly from just below the hatch.

“Yes darling. I’ll be down in a minute”. Fuck, she was nearly an hour late for breakfast. Frantic dressing and rushing to the bathroom ensued and she still hadn’t come.

Molly, it turned out, had already taken care of breakfast for herself and Billy. That would be why he hadn’t been banging on the hatch a half hour ago.

“Thank you for doing that. I’m just a little out of sorts this morning.” She smiled at Molly who gave her a concerned look in return and turned for the living room where Billy was hollering about something.

“Can you both please stay out of the garden today.” It looks like the neighbours are having some work done and I don’t want trouble.

“OK. mum. Billy’s got a new game quest from the Wizard of Tar Peak. That should keep us busy for a while.”

Normally Jackie would have chided them not to spend all day gaming but today she would be glad if they did. The ground floor living room of their odd house offered no view of the back garden. The chances are they wouldn’t notice a thing.

“I’ve got to go into Town. I’ll be back by three and I’ll leave you lunch.”

“Thanks.” Molly seemed genuinely grateful. She was a good daughter, no trouble really and deserving of a better mother and a father of course. Jackie rushed off to Chareen to squeeze what she could out of the weekly budget and the gym, to work on, maybe, getting that father. If she ever did find him he certainly wasn’t going to be one of these self congratulating gym bros barely older than her daughter. Jackie pushed herself and avoided comparisons. Getting old was no fun.

There had to be something up. Mum had been up there an hour at least, presumably watching the naked neighbours. Unless she was just sick or something.

“I’ll join you once you’ve got the gold to pay the bridge toll.”

“How do you know I’ll need gold for a bridge toll?”

“You’ll see.”

She left Billy hacking and slashing at goblins. He was much better than her at that. Molly climbed the stairs to the middle floor. The ancient game console with it’s procedurally generated adventures was about the only thing that kept them sane as far as she could see. Mum was a wreck of sexual frustration and she wasn’t much better off herself. What was the point of all the effort she went to, keeping her hair nice and flashing her boobs in tied shirts if the boys were all intimidated by it and the men thought she was too young for them. As for Billy, stuck in the house with two hormonal women, for the next month. He was going to go crazy for sure.

The latch to the eerie hatch was super easy to bypass. She kept her tab hand away from it so there wouldn’t even be a house log of her trying to get in. Mum’s room was a mess, which was unlike her. The bed not even made. It smelled comfortingly Mum like though. Molly padded carefully to the one way window without disturbing anything. The activity at the far end of the garden caught her eye. Some sort of construction work, then she looked harder. Two naked men stood back to back in a gap in the hedge between large upright posts. One was the naked neighbour man she’d seen before, the other man was huge and seemed to have paint or ink over parts of his upper body and his arms. Both men’s cocks were hanging out of their tool belts. Molly couldn’t see them very well till she adjusted the zoom on her lenses to the maximum it would do. They weren’t great and they wouldn’t stay that way for long but her rose lipped mouth went round at the details she could now make out. The two men soon disappeared. She got a brief glimpse of a petite woman with big boobs and then nothing for a moment.

The zoom reset and now she saw people in the distance sat on the edge of the deck. The tanned, stunningly sexy, neighbour lady and the petite one with the curly hair were teasing a good looking young guy with his hard cock sticking out. Oh my God, that was Danny Baxter from about half her classes at school. Molly writhed her thighs together and squeezed herself.

“What the fuck was going on?”

Marissa, the tanned, tall, woman she had twice watched having sex in that garden, took Dan by the cock and led him towards the near end of the back of the house. Moments later the two big men appeared from below the hedge, clearly finished with whatever they were doing, and bodily scooped up the petite one with the boobs. She put on a show of struggling but she was laughing too much to carry it off and utterly helpless as they carried her into the hot tub.

Molly sorely wanted to retire to her bedroom and rub herself off, imagining being in that hot tub right now. If she didn’t go back down though Billy would come up and there’d be trouble. If she went to her room he’d try to catch her masturbating, by bursting in. It had become a game. He had never won, despite some close calls, but it didn’t seem to put him off in the least. Persistence was one of Billy’s better qualities and also one that made him a nuisance. She went back down to the ground floor and helped him slay a minor dragon. You just had to know which rock to look under for the dragon bane.

When Jackie returned from Chareen the kids were still playing, though she had apparently interrupted an argument in progress. When Molly had helped her pack things away she went up to check on the antics in the garden and tidy up. A brand new, sturdy, gate now filled the arched hole in the hedge precisely, looking like it had always been there. No one was in sight. No hint of movement over by the hot tub or anywhere. She went down to the kitchen, got a drink and then slipped quietly out of the back door.

The gate, close up was certainly well built and well tied in to the hedge. No one was going to be pushing past it or even looking through around the edges. There was an old fashioned number pad lock with a hand written note stuck on it.

{Strictly no clothing or tabs beyond this point. Enter your code and leave your old life with your clothing}

What a cheek she thought. There was no code anyway, so it wouldn’t work. Matt or whoever set this up hadn’t thought it through. She punched Molly’s birthday into the keypad just to prove a point. It beeped and the little screen showed:

{Code set}

“Oh. Perhaps they had thought it through after all. The keypad was on her side and she controlled the code. Well at least that was comforting. The kids wouldn’t go wondering in there by accident. The hedge did technically belong to Matt and they had done a really good job tidying it up.

“I guess they may be crazy perverted nudists”, she said to herself, “but at least they’re considerate crazy perverted nudists.”

For now she ignored the rest of the note she’d shoved into a pocket. The implications of that she didn’t want to think about right now, if ever. Her subconscious however, well that was another thing, it was already in overdrive.

Mum was quiet and distant at dinner and seemed to forget to tell Billy to pack in the gaming. In fact when Molly went to find her, she’d already gone to bed. Molly yawned and headed for another cuddle with her duvet. She dreamed of being licked from toe to head by big burly men. Tanned babes kept dragging them away by their cocks but their were always more men to carry on from where the last left off.

By half five on Sunday morning Jackie had sneaked a shower successfully without waking the kids. By half six she’d done what she could with her hair, put on clothes, taken them off again, snuck back to the bathroom for a pee and done the hardest part so far. Going down stairs naked with her clothes in a bag. If Billy woke up early, her life was surely over. If Molly woke up early there’d be almost as much trouble. She made herself a green tea as quietly as possible and tried not to think.

By seven she stood at the gate. Molly’s birthday had unlocked it, now all she had to do was push, definitely not to think about consequences.

From down here the Power’s garden was very different from her eerie view. The beds were quite tall. She couldn’t see the southern hedge at all and only parts of the western one. Matt could be anywhere or not here at all. It was all coming into it’s summer bloom and the cool damp grass felt amazing between her toes. Jackie wandered between the seemingly endless varieties of flowers and shrubs until a voice said

“One of the best things about a garden is when it surprises you with unexpected beauty.”

Jackie turned but she was looking over the wrong shoulder and when she turned back a strong arm had already slipped around her waist.

“Come. Let me show you around.”

His hand was warm on her hip. Friendly more than anything else but Jackie was still terrified. She stumbled along, suddenly painfully aware of her nakedness and of his.

“You must be Jackie. I’m Matt”, he said. His voice was comfortingly normal and warm but Jackie was neither. Not getting any response he changed the subject back to the garden.

“You see these little blue flowers.” He pointed to a dense patch of tiny blue stars. “I didn’t plant these. I don’t even know for sure what they are. I just left a space in the bed and one day they turned up in my garden, looking like they belonged here. They’ve been thriving ever since.”

His hand slid from her hip across her lower back and gently held her waist as he turned to face her.

“Do you know why we insist on everyone who comes in being naked?”

Jackie did her best to return his direct look. Every time she tried to read his intent her mind baulked. She’d met this man one minute ago and yet everything she could read from him said love. That was not possible.

“You’re nudists,” she said weakly, “that’s what you do?”

It wasn’t much of an answer. His lip curled slightly as he shook his head.

“It’s just a sign. A sign of transparency. A sign of honesty between lovers. Sometimes we call it radical hotnesty but that’s a bit pretentious. All it means is that we say the truth about how we feel and what we think in the moment. We don’t hold back any truth of who we are from those we love and those we trust.”

Jackie was in no state to absorb a philosophical treatise and he could see it now.

The three fingers on her chest were quick and clinical. His eyes never left her face. He was measuring her heart rate. That he was also touching her naked left breast was incidental. It truly was, by everything she could read from him, and then as he withdrew his hand his palm crossed her nipple. It was the lightest possible touch and outright the sexiest thing she had felt in years. The moment it was gone she wanted it back. Her mouth opened but no words came out.

“You’re terrified and yet here you are. When was the last time someone asked you. ‘How do you feel?’ and you answered, ‘Desperate and horny?’”

“I don’t think I’ve ever said that.”

He nodded. His right hand taking a firm but gentle hold of her left hip. “You should stay for breakfast”, he said and let go of her.

“You, you aren’t who I thought you were.” Jackie stammered, not wanting him to walk away from her. He stopped and looked into her eyes but said nothing.

“I didn’t really think about what I was doing when I came here. I didn’t want to think about it or I wouldn’t have come at all. You were right. I am desperate and horny. Lonely and love sick.”

With every painful truth she pushed out he returned closer to her.

“I’ve watched you for months. Fucking in this garden.”

His hands were back on her hips.

“I know. I see you every day, watching my morning routine and fantasizing that you’re here with me.”

“How?”

Matt pointed at his right eye.

“Anti polarization filters. I have seen you wanting to love me as I want to love you. Day after day. So why did you come?”

Her forehead lowered onto his shoulder.

“I thought, If I came through the gate, you might fuck me and I might be a little less horny and desperate and able to be a better mum to my kids.”

He raised her chin, kissed her forehead and her tear stained cheeks.

“Everything I see and hear says you’re a great mother. Fucking me will only make you more horny but it will alleviate the desperation for a while.”

He had slow danced her in the general direction of the house and they stood now on the open lawn below the deck. Somehow her arms had got wrapped around him and she wasn’t sure she could let go if she wanted to.

“I didn’t think about anyone but myself. I was so desperate. I didn’t even think if coming here would mess up your life as well as mine.”

His arms tightened around her. A hand caressing her lower back.

“You coming here adds beauty and excitement to my life. You already know that we are different than most people when it comes to sex. You can learn to be different too, or not but trust me, you can only improve my life by being in it.”

Jackie looked into his eyes and a sincere, complete, man with a heart big enough to love all the women in the world looked back.

“How do you feel Jackie Everard?”

“Please fuck me, Matt Power.”

Marissa watched Matt’s potent sex magic in action from a chair on the deck. Jackie’s tongue was in and out of his mouth like a flitting bird. She raised one leg and then the other, wrapping them around his waist and attempting to climb into the chair. He let her struggle and grind for half a minute before grabbing her by the buns and lifting the extra inch she was looking for. Jackie was wild with desire once she got him inside her. She bounced and wriggled and moaned.

Marissa greatly enjoyed the show. Jackie really was a very sexy woman. A few small changes would turn her into a highly desirable lover.

Matt lay back on the cool grass and Jackie rode his cock arching her back as his hands kneaded her breasts. He rolled her over and she squealed as he entered her then wrapped her legs up around him and humped back. Matt kept changing the position to draw things out, at least a little. They spooned, then she fed him her nipples as she bounced in his lap, where he sat on the edge of the deck. Marissa came back out from getting the breakfast started just in time to lock eyes with Jackie as she and Matt came together. Marissa saw his muscles flex and his bottom tighten. She knew his load was pumping like liquid fire into Jackie’s spasming pussy. Jackie’s long legs, stretched out onto the deck on either side of Matt’s body, twitched and vibrated, her heels banging on the planks. Marissa made appreciative sounds. “Oooh. That was a good one.” She got a panted, “Oh fuck,” from Jackie, which made her smile. She sauntered back inside to see to the pancakes. The hard part was over. The rest was going to be fun.

A bleary eyed Billy reached the kitchen. “Where’s mum?” he blurted out. “A good morning and thanks for making breakfast to you too,” Molly replied. “Oh sorry. I didn’t see you’d already done it,” he mumbled. “I don’t know where Mum is but she’ll be back shortly. That’s all the note says anyway.” Molly slapped it onto the table next to his bowl. “OK.” Both of them were still in their pyjamas and feeling the free but oddly directionless sensation of the first days of the holiday. Billy perked up a bit as he ate. “If I clear up breakfast will you help me with the Rock Dragon quest?” “Yeah I guess so.” Molly was not too enthused but short of trekking into Chareen there wasn’t much else to do. In the end they cleared up together and then got stuck into the Rock Dragon.

“I tried everything last night,” Billy said, “and nothing even injures it. I even made one of those giant fireballs that can kill twenty goblins at once. No effect.”

“There must be something in the inventory we’re supposed to use.” Molly was convinced this game held no more real surprises.

“There’s a lot of junk with odd names. Some of it’s backwards” Billy scrolled through the inventory. “What’s a ‘ksilebo’?” he asked.

“That’s an obelisk, you dumb head.”

“Yeah but what’s an obelisk?”

“It’s a pointy stone thing that sticks up like a marker.”

“I’ve got an obelisk too. I need a pee.” Billy bounced off the couch handing her the controller. She ignored his lewd comment and tried to work out what all this junk was for.

“There’s a piece missing,” Molly said as Billy came back in. “Probably an eldnah or a nottub”

“I sold the nottub to that annoying guy in the village who follows you around trying to steal your stuff and cursing at you.”

“The one we tried killing and the whole village turned on us?”

“Yeah. I got past that part by selling him the nottub. He ran off laughing.”

“Well we’re going to have to get it back or the machine will be incomplete.”

“Will the machine kill the rock dragon?”

“No. I don’t think so. For that we’ll need rock dragon bane.”

“Duurh. There isn’t any dragon bane for rock dragons. It was banned in the whole kingdom ninety nine years ago by the evil king and no one has any. It’s right in the description of the quest.”

Billy mock strangled her from behind the couch.

“Quit messing about and help me get back into the village at night.”

Molly raised the controller above her head and Billy took it. It was fun playing from a higher, standing, position but he was a little far away. Levering himself up onto the back of the couch he was too high but Molly leaned forward so he sat on the couch back and put his legs down behind her. Her weight prevented the couch tipping over backwards and this was a really good angle for combat. When it came to negotiating with the annoying man Molly took the controller from him smoothly and leaned back against his legs.

Jackie and Marissa sat either side of Matt as they ate pancakes at the table on the deck. They sat properly together with no space and he frequently had an arm around one or both of them as they fed one another. “Lovers should feed one another,” Marissa said. “And that means cooking for one another but also actually feeding one another.” She tore off a piece of pancake and leaned across Matt to put it into Jackie’s mouth. “And maybe more than just feeding by hand.”

“What do you mean?” Jackie asked. Marissa’s mouth was full so Jackie waited for an answer. Instead Marissa leaned in and kissed Matt, sharing the half chewed sweet pancake between them. It should have been disgusting but somehow it was erotic as hell.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” she said as the lovers mouths separated. Matt however turned to her and leant in for a kiss. Jackie opened her mouth and accepted his gift, using her tongue to share it with him. After a few moments they separated and she was all tingly and sexy feeling. She was about to swallow what remained when she saw what Marissa wanted. They both leant across Matt and completed the circle while Matt stroked their dark heads. The feeling of his hands in her hair turned Jackie on even more. “There is so much I never knew. Who would have thought of erotic eating,” Jackie said stroking Matt’s chest where she and Marissa half lay facing one another. “The important thing to remember,” Matt said, “is that there is no boundary to sex. If I put my cock in you to express love then that expression of love is what’s important about my cock being in you. When I stroke your face to express love,” which he was doing as he spoke, “then how is that not the same, except as a matter of degree? Call it making love if you like or acting with love or loving your neighbour or anything you like. There are many different forms of expression appropriate to different circumstances and feelings but if you do it right, it’s all making love.”