Under normal circumstances I would probably have made myself some breakfast and then come back to bed for an hour or so, and spent that time reading the morning paper and revelling in the opportunity to relax and recover from the stresses of the working week. Having a job which involved quite a lot of travelling it was always nice to be able to slow the pace of life down and take things easy for a couple of days.

But this morning was going to be different. I was expecting my two little visitors soon after lunch and I was going to have the pleasure of their company at least until Sunday afternoon. This anticipation was enough to prompt me to get up quicker than I would normally have done and head into the bathroom. I had decided before going to bed the night before that I needed to make some preparations for their visit if we were all going to enjoy it to the full.

I do not normally wear pyjamas in bed, but since a trip to the Far East a few years ago, had adopted the local custom of wearing a sarong both in bed and around the house if I am on my own. That is what I was wearing at the moment and so as I entered the bathroom I took the sarong off and running the shower until it started to flow warm, stepped under the sparkling water and proceeded to wash myself from head to toe. I was determined that I would be as clean and scented for the girls as Alicia was when she visited me. I washed my hair and then lathering soap all over my body, I concentrated on ensuring that there was nowhere that had not been bathed and massaged with the soapy bubbles. I let my hand linger for a few moments on my penis which as usual in the morning was seriously erect. I decided not to ease the tension by masturbating as I wanted to save every precious ounce of semen for my two little lovers.

Stepping out of the shower and drying myself off, I donned my sarong again, tying it around my waist in the fashion adopted by the Balinese islanders and padded downstairs to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. I decided to have a light meal of corn flakes and orange juice and then settled down in the lounge to skim through the morning paper, but did not give it the attention I would have done on any other Saturday morning. My anticipation of the forthcoming pleasures was such that I could not settle myself to read any of the longer articles and within about ten minutes I had been from front to back of the paper and casually discarded it on the seat beside me.

I pondered for a few moments what the girls would be wearing when they arrived and fantasised about the possibilities. Most times that Alicia had visited she was in her uniform, as I had collected her straight from school and I had only ever seen Chris in her uniform and the tennis clothes she had worn on that memorable afternoon two weeks ago. The excitement engendered by my trying to visualise what they would be wearing assisted in re-instating my erection and my sarong rose tent-like in front of me.

I thought I should try and concentrate on something less exciting and so getting up and taking my soiled dishes into the kitchen I proceeded to wash them up and glancing around concluded that it was time I started what I had been planning for this morning. That was that I should spend the morning tidying the house and making it into a palace fit to receive my two tiny princesses. This was probably not the most interesting of ways to spend my time but I felt that pride in my house and belongings would be reflected in their appreciation when they arrived.

Returning to my bedroom I took off the sarong and dressed casually in chinos and a tee shirt, brushed my hair, applied some CK1 after shave and went back downstairs to commence the planned spring cleaning operation. The house had not been properly cleaned for several weeks, but being a fairly tidy person, it did not take more than a couple of hours to ensure that everywhere was dust free and that the whole place smelt delightfully of flower scented polish. All the surfaces were gleaming and any papers, magazines or clothes that had been lying around were either stowed in their correct places or put out with the rubbish.

I next went out into the garden and opening the shed got the lawn mower out and proceeded to mark neat stripes diagonally across the lawn as I reduced the grass to a more acceptable length.

I had better take a few moments describing the garden as I planned to feature it in the forthcoming activities. I have mentioned earlier that the house is fairly secluded being hidden from the main road in front by a large beech hedge. Similar hedging extended all round the back garden which was about a quarter of an acre in size. This meant that the houses that adjoined mine having similar sized gardens were set well back and therefore anyone in my garden could not be overlooked by passers-by or other local residents. This privacy was ideal for entertaining young guests and would ensure that we would not be interrupted or overheard. Most of the garden was lawn with herbaceous borders full of sweet scented summer flowers and the occasional fruit tree to provide shaded areas. The flower beds were alive at this time of the year with myriad's of brightly painted butterflies and the countless small birds which I had heard singing when I woke this morning.

Towards the side of the garden farthest from the house was the swimming pool I had installed last year following a particularly successful contract and as I looked across towards it I could see dragonflies skimming its surface and flashing electric blue and crimson as the sun glinted off their shimmering bodies. The pool was surrounded on three sides by lattice fencing which further enhanced the privacy afforded to anyone utilising it.

I looked at my watch and realised that I had spent longer preparing the house and garden than I had anticipated and it was now almost 12.30. I was expecting Alicia and her sister to arrive at about 2 o'clock and so it was time for me to stop working and grab a bit of lunch. I put the lawn mower away, locked the shed and proceeded back into the kitchen to prepare a light tuna salad which I devoured with relish having worked up quite an appetite during the morning. I washed the meal down with a glass or two of Australian Shiraz and then having washed and put the dishes away went upstairs once more to refresh myself in preparation for the girls arrival.

Two o'clock came and went and nobody had appeared. By two thirty I was beginning to think that perhaps Sally had changed her mind and was not going to be bringing them round when I heard the hoot of a car horn as Sally's Volvo 740 estate swung up onto the drive and came to a halt in front of my garage door. Looking out of the window I could see Sally getting out of the driver's seat and opening the rear doors to let Ali and Chris get out of the car.

I almost tripped down the stairs in my haste to greet them at the front door. Sally ushered the girls up the path at the same time telling them that they had better behave themselves while they were with me or they would not be able to come again.

"I'm sorry we are a bit late, but Ali could not decide what she wanted to wear and by the time she was ready, we got caught up in the lunchtime traffic." Sally said as she and the girls arrived on the doorstep.

"That's OK" I said calmly when inside I was trying to keep my heart from beating so fast at the delightful sight of the two girls each holding Sally's hand in one of theirs and a small overnight bag in the other. "Come on in for a minute"

"No, I can't stop" Sally replied "I had better get off or I am going to be late getting to my appointment, I am supposed to be in Birmingham by five and with the amount of traffic on the road I think I'll be lucky to make it in time"

I took the bags from the two girls and placing them at the foot of the stairs said goodbye to their mother and taking their hands brought them indoors. "Wait there a moment" I said to Alicia and turning round I escorted Sally back to her car. "I hope you are not going to worry about the girls, they will be quite alright here. Just have a night off and enjoy yourself" I told her as she climbed back into the driver's seat.

"I'm not worried" she replied "I know you will take good care of them. I should be back about lunchtime tomorrow, if things go according to plan, so I will see you then. Oh, and don't make them work too hard will you."

I had almost completely forgotten that when we had arranged this visit I had told Sally that they could help me with a bit of gardening. Gathering my wits together I answered that I would just let them help me for a couple of hours this afternoon and then they could enjoy themselves in the pool and watch some videos I had hired for them this evening.

Sally turned on the ignition and reversing quite quickly off the drive within a matter of seconds she and the car had disappeared around the hedge and away up the main road. I could hear the sound of the engine disappearing amongst the noise of the other vehicles on the highway.

Well, here goes, I thought as I turned on my heel and went back inside the house to where Alicia and Christine were standing waiting for me. "OK girls, it's nice to have you here for a while, and as it's such a lovely day I thought we could take advantage of the swimming pool this afternoon."

Christine looked at Ali and they both smiled knowingly at each other. "I hope you have got some costumes for us" Ali sniggered flashing a furtive glance in Christine's direction.

"Ah, that could be a bit of a problem" I replied. "I didn't think to tell you to bring any with you and I suppose you would not have thought about that yourself would you" I had anticipated that they would not bring swimming gear and deviously I was quite pleased that I had not mentioned it before.

"Never mind, Mark" Christine said "we wouldn't have come without our bikinis, knowing you had a pool in the garden." And so saying the two girls turned and ran upstairs grabbing their overnight bags as they flounced past me. I rushed after them and as they reached the top of the stairs I threw an arm around both their waists and half lifted, half pushed them towards the bedroom. I was not planning to let them get changed without being there to view the spectacle.

"You are a pair of teases" I whispered as we entered the room. "and here I was hoping that you would have come without costumes and would have to go skinny-dipping"

"It will be more fun for you if we have clothes on" Ali said "at least to start with". This was probably true and the more I thought about it the more I realised that what she said was true. Stripping young girls or watching them strip was half the fun.

I let them both go and sat on a chair in the corner of the room so that I could fully appreciate the sight of them getting ready for the pool.

Ali was dressed in a thin pink tee-shirt and I could discern the shape of her budding breasts through the material. It was cut fairly low at the neck with large armholes through which her thin arms emerged. Her shoulders were bare and the tee-shirt was cropped about two inches above her navel such that her smooth flat stomach could be seen. She had a pink and white candy striped flared skirt which came to about six or seven inches above her knees so that as she bent down to open her bag to find her costume her matching pink panties could be seen and the outline of her pussy was visible through the crutch of the panties. These were totally unlike the ones she wore on school days being made of what looked like synthetic silk which was much more transparent than those she was expected to wear during the week. Christine by contrast was in tiny blue shorts and a halter top in matching material.

Both girls quickly divested themselves of their clothes and stood before me shivering slightly although the day was very warm, while they fumbled in their bags for the costumes. They had brought matching bikinis in a glorious sunshine yellow gingham and they proceeded to put them on. I concentrated on watching Chrissy as she lifted her right leg and proceeded to put her foot through the leg of the bikini bottoms. Her toe caught in them and as she attempted to extricate her foot from the material with her leg raised and knee bent I had a clear view of her tiny pussy nestling between her slim white thighs. The more she struggled to get her foot through the elusive leg hole of the bikini the more difficulty she had retaining her balance and eventually she fell backwards onto the bed with her legs apart and her pussy in full view......(cont)