Age Is Just A Number

Walking north about 10 minutes after leaving Mia's house, I arrived in front of Diane's house following Debbie's directions.

The walls that surround Diane's entire property are a thick layer of gray bricks that are six feet high. I opened the metal gate door and entered the front yard, then I closed the door.

The house has a double door front entrance, painted purple and light pink. A tall thin tree in the front yard with a stone tile path.

I heard noises of someone in the back of the house, the patio. So I walked over to see if it was Diane instead of knocking on the front door.

Upon arrival, surprised by what I saw, my eyes focused only on one thing and the rest disappeared.

Diane is a beautiful and mature 36-year-old woman like Debbie since they were classmates.

She has light brown eyes like Axinite and short brown hair styled loosely and sometimes in a ponytail.

She is now wearing a sun hat with a purple ribbon; just like her purple earrings.

She wears a white t-shirt under a light blue jumpsuit for activities, but that white jumpsuit or t-shirt can't hide the big valley that Diane's F-Cup breasts make, but they are only slightly larger than Debbie's. Beads of sweat slide down her shiny and seductive light brown skin that belongs to the woman I've been most attracted to since childhood.

Small mouth with sensual pink lips, thin nose and soft oval shaped cheeks.

Small waist that emphasizes her big butt squeezed by the tight light blue overalls. Thick thighs but skinny calves.

Now Diane was wearing gloves and a garden shovel to dig up the dirt.

Diane, Debbie's friend, I last saw her at my father's funeral yesterday, she was dressed in all black that hid her skin. And I didn't pay attention to it because of my depressed emotional state, even now I'm emotionally unstable, but I don't want to worry the people who love me so I'll be strong.

I liked Diane as a child because she was a very funny woman who always played with me, she was very kind and supportive, she always treated me with love, as if she were my mother.

After separating from her husband a few years ago, She is not so happy anymore. I hope I can change that...

"Fabri, my handsome prince has arrived! You really have grown a lot, at the funeral I almost didn't recognize you… I apologize for mentioning that"

When I entered the courtyard, Diane noticed my presence and rose to greet me, but her amused and cheerful words were cut off.

"Hehe, don't worry Diane, I'm having a better time now that I can see a beautiful woman like you again after all these years"

They were my sincere thoughts, for me Diane is at the peak of her beauty, I would not get tired of seeing her. That's why she depressed me when she moved to another city with her husband at the time, but now that she's separated from her She moved back to Summerville. I don't know how Diane would feel living alone in this big house that She has, but I want to do something to spend more time with her, working for She might work out better than she thought.

My father left a big hole in my heart because I didn't spend as much time as I'd like with him, or I didn't tell him I loved him enough.

Now I won't regret anything even if I make mistakes!!

"Owww! How can Fabri be so charming?! You will make this old lady fall in love if you continue like this!"

Debbie blushed in front of me and hugged me very tight, I felt like I was going to die...but it doesn't sound so bad to die on the breasts of the woman you like.

"You're not old Diane, to me you're not…"

She mumbled those last words with no hope that Diane would hear them. I didn't hug her because she felt an inexplicable amount of shame inside of me. My heart was pounding at the smell of Diane's sweet flowery scent, her soft, voluptuous body pressing against me.

This is bad! I'm starting to get an erection.

"Well, now that we greet each other, let's go to what you came for. Are you going to work for it? I'm going to pay you well, Fabri"

Debbie stopped hugging me and walked towards the small garden that she has installed in the middle of the patio. I was disappointed that I couldn't feel her soft body any longer and alone, but at least that way she wouldn't see my half erection.

"Sure! I came here not only to appreciate you, I also want to work"

After calming down my heart and these active hormones, I answered her as best I could with an embarrassed face, luckily she can't see me.

"I love to hear that! But I have a little problem, this is my shovel, but it broke yesterday when I was working in the dirt. It's old and finally I can't take it anymore, so I apologize to you that you won't be able to start working now , I have to buy the shovel at the store, unless…"

Diane pouted cutely with her pouty lips of hers, I felt like I wanted to kiss her when I saw her spit-shimmering lips of hers. But I must focus on what she said… a shovel? I seem to remember seeing one in the garage, I don't think Debbie would mind if she used it to work with Diane.

"We can use the shovel at home! So I can start work today"

I spoke fast with enthusiasm continuing with the words that Diane was going to say.

"Great!! I also wanted to start this summer's work today. I'm glad you're motivated too"

Diane had a beautiful happy smile, I love to see her like that, but Diane is wrong, it's not only because of the money that I want to work for her.

"I'll be back in a few minutes Diane"

I said goodbye to her, but Diane pointed to a place.

"Use my bike, then you won't have to walk as much"

Debbie kindly lent me her orange beach bike, which was leaning against the brick wall.

In the patio there was a metal bucket, a wheelbarrow, some tiles like in the front of the house and of course the small roofless garden with some varieties of vegetables. A white shed with double wooden doors next to the small vegetable garden.

Diane came into the house through the back door to get something and, with nothing else to do, she grabbed the orange beach bike.