The Grass Ain't Always Greener...

Lawn care takes an unexpected voyeurism and exhibitionism masturbation detour

I cut grass, mow lawns, manicure shrubs, trim bushes, and plant trees. Right handed and always trimming from the right side, I've never been a switch hitter when using my hedge trimmer, if you know what I mean. Always working from the same side of the hedge, even though the grass may seem greener from the other side, I'm never been comfortable trimming from the other side of the hedge. Then, one day, because of the wife of one of my regular customers, Lola, it occurred to me that all this time I've been trimming from the wrong side of the hedge.

All of this time I've been using my tools incorrectly and my God given talents in the wrong way. Only, not equipped with directions when I was born, inserting here instead of inserting there, who knew? All this time, I thought the grass was always greener on the other side and you know what? It is.

Lawn care, that's my job and that's my business. Sometimes, what's most fun for me, I accompany customers to nurseries to pick out a good tree and/or a healthy bush to plant. Most customers don't even know what they want, forget about telling them all the names of the flowers. It's a waste of my breath telling them the Latin names because they forget the name as soon as I utter it. Instead, I give them a list of all the plants and flowers that are on their property. They just want something that's easy to care for, something that's colorful, and something that looks good.

One of my regular customers is Lola. She's my dream woman. The eighth wonder of the world, she's a beautiful, blue-eyed blonde, with lush, long hair, big tits, albeit implants, and a nice ass, an understatement. Without doubt, bar none, she has the perfect ass. Never in my life have I ever seen a better ass on a woman.

'Oh, my God. I just love her ass.'

Her husband, Paul, is a dentist. Seemingly, as are all dentists, he's on the weird side. He's always staring at me as if he's a starving man and I'm lunch. In the way he looks at me, he makes me wonder if he's gay or bi-sexual. Definitely, I can see him as being a switch hitter, if you know what I mean. Definitely, if he was a lawn care guy, he'd be trimming his hedges from the other side, if you know what I mean.