Nils left for his business trip today. I had asked him to mow the front lawn, but he got bogged down in some computer thing and wasn’t able to do it.

So, that left me to get it done. I don’t mind, really, but the house needed some cleaning. I mean, I don’t want Irma to think I don’t know how to keep a house!

Anyway, I started to get ready to mow, and then I realized that I had to get dressed for it. Nils tells me I shouldn’t mow in sandals, so I make sure I’m wearing good, sturdy shoes. I put on my favorite work shorts and a little spaghetti strapped t-shirt and I was ready to go.

Luckily, the lawn wasn’t too long, and the backyard is mostly garden, so it didn’t take too long, but I was sure sweaty when I got done. I mean, my shorts just clung to my pussy and my shirt looked like something I’d wear to a wet t-shirt contest! Of course, after I put the mower away, I went to the back and just hosed myself down, so that wet t-shirt was really WET!!

I started watering the garden, and the wet shirt and pants were just too uncomfortable so I peeled them off of me and looked around the garden to see if there was anything that needed picking. Of course, the tomatoes are really coming on, so there’s always a bunch of them to pick, as well as some of the green beans. Nothing like fresh vegetables in your salad to make your day bright!

I picked a bunch of the tomatoes, and as I was about to take them into the house, the doorbell rang. I ran around to the front and there was Irma, with Joe right behind her! I started to hug them, but I remembered the armload of tomatoes and just stood there grinning.

Story by Jon Eugene
Illustrations by Mat