Dead-end street

My name is John Doe and I am in my third year in college. Every year my parents go on a vacation for a month and I come back to house sit. That way I can mow the lawn and take care of the pool. I also help my old coach teach soccer. I love the game and it keeps me in shape. My parent’s house is in a dead-end street and the field is at the end of the street. Just cross a couple of trees, jump the creek, over the fence and you’re there. So it’s much closer than my apartment. I help Monday, Tuesday and Thursday practice from 9h30 to 11h30PM (it’s some 16 and 17 high school guys and it’s two groups). I sometimes go to the week-end game but not often.
As an added bonus I get a pool in the hottest month of summer and get to watch a bit the women in my old street. There are about 11 houses in this section of the street and a couple a cute women in them. My parent’s house is the second from the corner on the right side.
More my age is my right neighbor (third house from the corner) where there is two sisters. The oldest is Victoria. She’s three or four year older than me. She was very athletic but she moved out and I think became a cop. She always wore her blond hair short. She have small breast but she would always look good in a bikini. Her sister is Claire. She’s a year older than me and never really acknowledges my presence even if I tried a couple of times. She has long blonde hair and a killer body, not as athletic as her sister but bigger breast. We talked a couple of times but only as friends and never more to my sorrow. She currently in reflection for her studies and is not going to school so she moved back with her parents.
My front neighbor was my art teacher in high school and her name is Haruka. She’s from Japanese descendant. You know the small girl with big breast that you see for cute Japanese… well that’s her. She must be in her mid-thirties. She’s the reason why there are more guys doing art in high school (I know I went to art class for her). Never talk to her a lot outside of school. She also gives art class outside of school but I didn’t like her or art that much.
Last but not least is Amy. She’s a friend of my mom and lives in the last house of the street. Her husband died a couple of years ago and she lives with her daughter Flanna (3 years younger than me and annoying). Amy is in her early forties but she takes care of her body. Also every day, you can see her running past our house wearing her small outfit even in the rain. She’s a redhead with a killer body and breast big enough to bounce when she runs. She would often wear loose clothing when visiting my mom and I sometimes got a peak at them. I often masturbate thinking of her when I was a teenager.
I would often have wet dreams concerning any of them and I never thought that something would happen with any of them.