You've been running away for a while after you ran into your two bullies who you owe money to but you can't pay them, so you try to escape from them all over the city for a long time and you reach a final end where your only option is to cross to the other side of a fence that says "Private Property", and seeing that it's the only thing you can do you take a run and go over the fence to cross to the other side, finally escaping from the bullies who were looking for you.

You try to get some air and now you just have to wait a while until they decide to leave, while you have to hang out inside the place which looks very prestigious and cool, so you decide to walk around seeing what you can find.

So you spend a while walking seeing that it's a nice and luxurious property with prestige and that it really has quality, however you get to a point where you hear some voices laughing so you decide to hide.

When you go out to peek slightly you can see a part where there is a striking pool, but even more striking who They are inside the pool, because in your sight you have the wonder of seeing some beautiful mature women sunbathing in sexy and hot swimsuits.

"Ufff, how fun this is really, the sun hitting my skin and the water wetting my feet is really relaxing." Juliet said in a kind tone.

"Yes but it really is disgustingly annoying and hateful that my beautiful skin is burning because of this damn radiation. Sarah exclaimed in a serious tone.

"Hey it's not that bad haha Don't you feel delicious and very sexy wearing these daring swimsuits we bought?" Rebeca said in a sensual tone.

"C-calm down okay? I-it's supposed to be a nice afternoon for the 4 of you... Although I feel a bit exposed with this..." Dayana mentions under a shy whisper.

Your gaze is really turned on and lost by the majestic sensual and radiant beauty of the sweet milfs, each one with a very different attitude from the others, but if you expose yourself more they could see you and you could put yourself at risk. What should you do now, just snoop around with the mature women or get into action?

While you decide to keep hiding, the women continue talking and enjoying their time by the pool as if nothing suspicious is going on, which could give you a chance of not being discovered. You can still hear them clearly though, so if you want, you might be able to join their conversation without too much trouble... But what would you like to say or do in order for that happen?

"Oh really?" Rebecca asks curiously as she glances over at Dayana. "What do you mean? You're not exposing anything we haven't seen before, and I think we've all become quite comfortable with each other." She smirks playfully.

"A-ah..." Dayana blushes deeply at the comment, but she can't help but feel a bit more relaxed hearing it from her friend. "Well... You know how it is," she murmurs softly, looking away briefly before adding, "I just wish I was braver sometimes."

Sarah scoffs at that, rolling her eyes. "Oh please, you're not some shy little thing anymore! Don't let anyone tell you different!" She grins playfully, nudging Dayana with a wet foot.

"She has a point though," Julieta interjects gently. "It'

"She has a point though," Julieta interjects gently. "It's perfectly natural to feel self-conscious sometimes." With a small, reassuring smile, she reaches over and pats Dayana's shoulder comfortingly. "You know we all love you just the way you are," she whispers, giving her friend a squeeze.

Rebecca leans in closer to Sarah, lowering her voice conspiratorially. "Yeah, but what's the fun in being brave all the time? Sometimes it's nice to let loose and be a little shy." She winks at Dayana, who can't help but feel a warmth spread through her chest despite her embarrassment.

Dayana smiles gratefully at both of them before looking back out into the water, feeling surprisingly better about herself than she had moments ago. The sun continues to sh

The mature women chat and laugh amongst themselves as they soak up the sun by the pool, oblivious to the presence of anyone else on the property. After a while, Sarah spots something shiny glinting in the grass nearby and stands up with a curious expression on her face.

"What have we here?" she asks, picking up what turns out to be a bracelet that was left behind by someone earlier. "Maybe this belongs to one of the guests? We should take it inside and see if anyone's missing it." She hands the bracelet over to Rebecca, who takes it gingerly in her fingers.

"Good idea," Rebecca agrees, glancing at the others before adding with a sly smile, "But first... Let's have some fun!" Before anyone can protest or object too much, she fastens the bracelet around her own wrist and flashes them a

Sarah and Rebecca couldn't help but feel a little thrill from their illicit exchange of the bracelet, despite the disapproving looks from Julieta and Dayana. As they went inside to ask around about its owner, none of them noticed the figure lurking nearby in the shadows, watching their every move with interest...

Three days pass, and you find yourself relaxing in a park not far from your house. The sun is shining brightly overhead, birds are singing merrily in the trees, and children laugh as they play on the swings. It's the perfect spot to take a breather after all that's happened recently.

Just as you're about to stand up and head home, something catches your eye out of the corner of your vision: a glint of metal in the grass just beyond the walking path. Curiosity gets the better of you, so you decide to

As you draw closer to investigate, your heart starts racing faster and faster with anticipation. What could this mysterious object be? And why does it seem so familiar...

With a shaky hand, you reach down and carefully pick up the gleaming metal bracelet from where it's hidden in the grass. The weight of it feels heavy on your palm, almost as if it carries some sort of significance. You stare at it for a moment, trying to remember where you might have seen something like this before...

Suddenly, a chill runs down your spine. Could this bracelet belong to the women from the pool? The ones you saw those three days ago? Your mind reels with the implications of that possibility. What would they think if they knew you had found their precious item here...?

"Hmm... so that's where it ended up..." you muse to yourself as you remember how it got lost in the first place. Sarah and Rebecca had been playing a game of strip poker by the pool when they wagered this very bracelet; you were lucky enough (or unlucky, depending on your perspective) to witness the whole thing unfold. Now here it is, back in your possession... what will you do with it?

Suddenly, a figure darts out from behind a nearby bush and grabs you by the arm! You let out a startled yelp as Sarah and Rebecca - their faces flushed with anger - confront you about the bracelet. "You little thief!" shouts Sarah, her fists clenched at her sides. "How dare you steal from us?"

Rebecca steps forward menacingly, her eyes narrowed to slits. "Give it back," she demands through gritted teeth. You look down at the bracelet in your hand, feeling a mixture of guilt and fear wash over you as you realize there's no way out of this situation gracefully.

"I-I didn't steal it!" you stammer meekly. "It was just lying there in the grass... I just found it!" Your voice trails off, sounding

"Ah, well if it's yours..." Rebecca begins to say before frowning slightly, taking a closer look at the bracelet and noticing your name engraved on it for the first time. Her eyes widen in surprise as she turns it around and shows it to Sarah. "You bastard!" She shrieks furiously, her face turning beet red with anger. Before you can react, she slaps you across the face hard enough to sting.

"How dare you?" Sarah echoes, glaring at you venomously as she reaches out and grabs your arm, squeezing it painfully. "You've been spying on us this whole time!"

Rebecca pulls her phone from her pocket and begins to dial a number, clenching the device tightly in her hand. "It's about time we taught you a lesson," she growls

"Hmm, that's a good point," Rebecca muses, her grip on her phone loosening slightly. "Perhaps we should hear you out before making any rash decisions." She glances over at Sarah, who huffs but releases your arm nonetheless.

"Well?" Sarah asks impatiently, crossing her arms over her chest. "Go on, explain yourself."

You take a deep breath and begin to tell them the whole story: about how you were running away from your bullies and happened upon their little meeting by chance; how you didn't see them at all while hiding in the shadows and only found the bracelet afterwards. The women listen intently, their expressions growing more thoughtful with each word that comes out of your mouth.

"Well," Rebecca says finally, "it seems like quite a misunderstanding on our part." She glances at Sarah,

"I agree," Sarah says reluctantly, still not entirely convinced but willing to give you the benefit of the doubt for now. "But just remember that this doesn't mean we'll forget about this little incident. If we ever catch you spying on us again..." She trails off ominously, making a point to glare at you as she speaks.

Rebecca flashes her a warning look before turning back to you. "We hope that's clear enough," she says coolly, trying to maintain some semblance of dignity in the situation. "Now if you don't mind, we'd like to get back to our meeting." She motions for you to leave with a curt nod of her head.

You nod hesitantly and begin walking away from them, feeling a mix of relief and guilt wash over you as the encounter comes to an end. As you walk off into the

Eight days have passed since that fateful encounter at the park, and as you sit on your couch watching TV with a sense of quiet contentment washing over you, it's hard to believe that anything could possibly ruin this peaceful moment. But when you hear a sharp knock on your front door, your heart leaps into your throat.

"Who is it?" you call out warily, setting aside the remote control and standing up from the couch. There's no reply from outside, but another round of impatient knocking echoes through the door nonetheless. Gulping nervously, you walk over to open it...and are greeted by none other than Sarah and Rebecca from those mature milf beauties at the pool.

Rebecca flashes an eerie grin as she pushes past you into your home, not waiting for an invitation. Sarah follows close behind, shutting the door with a loud thud that makes the glass rattle in its frame. "We found out where you live, sweetheart," Rebecca says casually, taking a seat on your couch and gesturing for you to sit down next to her. "It wasn't very hard."

Sarah paces back and forth across the room, looking angry but oddly excited as well. "We came here to talk some sense into you," she says, grabbing a throw pillow from your couch and squeezing it tightly in her hands. "You've caused enough trouble for us already."

"That's not good enough!" Sarah practically shouts at you, throwing the pillow to the floor in frustration. "We're going to have to teach you a lesson!" Rebecca agrees, leaning closer to you with a sinister glint in her eye. "And since we've found out where you live..." She trails off menacingly.

Ah, you're scared now? Good. You should be," Rebecca says coldly, her voice turning dangerously soft. "Because we can make your life very difficult if we wanted to." She pauses for a moment, regarding you carefully before continuing, "But since you seem like such a harmless little thing... We'll let this one slide... This time."

Sarah nods in agreement, though she still looks unhappy about the situation. With a last disapproving glare in your direction, they both turn to leave, walking back toward the front door. As they reach it, Rebecca turns back again, giving you one last warning look before saying, "Just remember this: next time we meet... things won't go so smoothly for you." The door slams shut behind them, leaving you alone in your living room, shivering from fear and the cold draft that follows their departure

Rebecca's words continue to haunt you as you lie awake in bed, your heart pounding erratically in your chest. You can't help but wonder if they were serious about making things difficult for you or if it was just an empty threat meant to scare you into submission. The weight of their gazes and the force behind their words linger like a bad dream, refusing to let go. Eventually, exhaustion gets the better of you and you drift off into an uneasy sleep.

Two months pass without any further contact from Sarah or Rebecca. Life seems to return to some semblance of normalcy as time heals your fears and you manage to forget about that fateful encounter. But deep down, you know that they haven't forgotten about you, and the memory of their warning lingers like a specter in the back of your mind...