Favor Among Friends

Being a single father to three daughters is not an easy job, but there are some perks. At any point during the summer months, my pool could have from five to ten bikini clad girls sunning and swimming. The girls are eye candy only, for I would never do anything with them to jeopardize the friendships with my daughters. Their mothers, however, that is a different story.


My oldest daughter is in college, so I don’t see much of her during the school year. My middle daughter is an eighteen year old, upcoming senior. My youngest is sixteen and entering her junior year. It has been just the four of us for about four years, when their mom decided that her career was more important than her family. I retired from the Army a few months before my wife left. So I guess me being around more cramped her style.


After retiring, I started a lawn care, and handyman business on the side. I didn’t need the money, but after twenty years of working for Uncle Sam, I could not just set around. After my wife left, I concentrated on getting my girls raised and building my business. After a couple of years, the girls were old enough to take care of themselves, pretty much, and my business was doing really well.


Four years after starting it , I have four employees in my little business. I do not get into much of the day to day stuff, I mainly handle the books and submit quotes. On occasion for special customers, I will visit the job site and make sure things are going the way they should.


Okay, now back to my story.


It was almost three in the afternoon when my cell phone rang. I answered and it was Judy, the mother of one of my youngest daughter’s friends. Judy was in a panic. She had locked her keys in her house, and had pried the back door open. In doing so, she had messed up the door. I calmed her down and told her I was on my way.


When I arrived, Judy was waiting at the door. She was so nervous, her hands visibly trembling. She led me to the door where I measured for a replacement. I took the measurements and informed her that I would have one of my employees come first thing the next morning to install it. She thanked me and I left.


Judy and Bryan were not strangers to me. My daughter had spent several nights at their house, and the same could be said about Mindy their daughter. Bryan was a logistic analysis for a big shipping company. He made good money, but was away a lot. Judy didn’t work, but spent a lot of time volunteering at the school that our girls attended.


Judy was an attractive woman. She was in her mid forties, with black hair that I am sure is dyed, and the bluest eyes I had ever saw. She was not skinny, but she wasn’t fat either. She had thick thighs and a nice butt, and from what I could tell from the modest tops she wore she had ample breasts as well.


The next morning, I sent the new door with one of my workers to her house. It was a simple install and didn’t take him long. Later in the day, Judy called me again and asked me about the bill. I gave her the cost of the door and told her that the install was a favor among friends. She thanked me, and asked if I could stop by on my way home.


I pulled up at Judy and Bryan’s house about six that afternoon. I walked to the door and rang the bell. Judy answered the door while holding the phone to her ear. She gave me the sign that she would only be a minute. While she was talking, I walked over and examined the new door, to make sure it was installed correctly. While doing so my phone rang.


Seeing that Judy was still on the phone, I opened the new door and stepped out on the patio to answer mine. It was my youngest daughter informing me that she was out with Mindy and a couple other friends and would be home later. I told her to be careful, and hung up.


When I walked back into the house, Judy had also finished her phone conversation.