Lisa Collins lovingly tended her vibrant flower garden. Many varieties of her prize winning roses were in full bloom. It was her favourite time of the year.
The solitude was broken by a high pitched scream, emanating from the poolside casita nearby.
At the open sliding door, Lisa stopped as if she had hit a brick wall. Her naked daughter was on her back on the day bed, legs flayed wide open with eyes closed and moaning.
"Yes Zach! I'm cumming.....oooh....don't stop."
Zach was the young man her husband had hired to repair the stone retaining wall at the Northwest corner of the Collins Estate.
He was also naked, with his face buried in her daughter's pussy.
The harvest basket and pruning shears Lisa carried, slipped from her fingers and clattered on the tile flooring of the pool house.
"MOM!" Sara yelled out in horror as she scrambled to her feet and ran to the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.
Lisa stood frozen in place, as Zach Budzinski unhurriedly gathered his soiled work clothing.
Transfixed by his lithe and tanned muscular body, Lisa focused in on his long thick, erect penis, which was pointed directly at her.
By the time she had regained some composure, the young man had donned his shorts and moved toward the door where she stood.
"You stay right where you are young man." she ordered and yelled toward the bathroom door, "Sara, go to your room. Do not leave until I get back."
Turning back to Zach, Lisa spoke harshly, "I'm taking you home."
Home for Zach was located in the wooded area behind the Collins Estate. It was a mere five minute walk across the grassy field, but about a 10 minute drive.
The trip was made in awkward silence.
Lisa struggled with what she would say when she confronted Zach's parents.
Madge and Myron Budzinski were well known to her by reputation, but there had been only a few face to face encounters over the years.
They travelled in extremely diverse social circles from one another.
Lisa's husband, Peter, was the great grandson of the town founder.
Peter was the CEO of the conglomerate that owned and operated a financial corporation and multiple manufacturing and fabrication entities.
The little she knew of the Budzinski's, was that Myron was called 'Bud' by his acquaintances. He was the local handyman, considered a 'Jack of all Trades'. He could fix small appliances, do roof repairs, take on electrical and plumbing projects and maintain heavy farm and construction equipment.
Madge, in her mid thirties, would have been considered a 'flower child' if she had been around in the mid 1960's.
She was multi talented, growing vegetable produce, painting and sculpting, all of which she sold at the weekend market.
Zach was their 18 year old son. Her husband hired him to mow lawns and trim hedges, as well as working on small repair projects around their property.
At the Budzinski's compound, Lisa parked her Mercedes Benz between a pink Volkswagen bus, adorned with hand painted sunflowers, and a rusted silver Dodge Ram pickup truck.
Zach trailed her respectfully as she walked to the heavy timber front door of the modest family log home.
"I'm out here." Lisa heard as she was about to knock.
Turning, Lisa gasped as a tall voluptuous woman emerged from the lush garden beyond. Madge approached, topless, wearing only a pair of cut off shorts and leather sandals. She approached with no apparent intent to cover up.
Lisa was further horrified when Madge moved close to Zach and greeted him with a welcoming embrace. Her son stayed close by her side and slung his arm over her bare shoulder as Madge extended her hand to Lisa. "Hi Mrs. Collins, I'm Madge. What brings you here today?"
Lisa did not offer her hand in return. "I caught your son having sex with my daughter. We should agree on a suitable punishment."
"Zach is 18 and makes his own decisions about sex. We don't interfere. How old is your daughter?" The query came from Bud Budzinski approaching from behind Lisa.
"Sara is 19."
"They are both past the age of consent. I don't think any kind of punishment is necessary. Zach would never engage in non consensual sex." Madge said.
"Clearly, there is no point in my talking to you. I suppose it was unreasonable to expect that someone who flaunts her nudity in front of her son, would expect better behavior from him." Lisa snarled as she turned to leave. "Consider your employment terminated young man. I'll see that you are compensated for the service you provided. Good day."
Aside from a brief frosty encounter at the outdoor market a couple of weeks later, there was no additional contact between the two families until Bud got an urgent call from Peter Collins, requesting his assistance.
"We are having a major disaster in our ensuite bathroom. There is water everywhere and no plumber is available to look at it until tomorrow. Can you help us out?" Peter pleaded.
"Of course." Bud replied. I can be there in a half hour."
Peter greeted Bud at the door. He didn't know where the master shut off valve on the incoming watermain was. Bud soon found it and turned the water off. Next he led Bud to the master bedroom.
The 'major disaster' turned out to be a puddle of water on the marble tile floor and a trickle dripping from the vanity cabinet below the hand basins.
Bud identified a pin hole leak in a composite hot water line feeding one of the basins.
An hour later, the section of the leaking pipe had been replaced and the water was turned back on.
Bud called Mr. Collins in and explained what remediation had been done.
"Have you done a bathroom renovation in the last few years?" Bud asked.
"This bathroom was completely redone eight years ago." the homeowner replied.
"The plastic piping used here has been found to be defective. I replaced the leaking pipe and the bathroom is functional again. You can expect that there will be ongoing problems in the future. All of the questionable piping should be replaced. I recommend copper."
"Is that a project you would take on?"
