The doorbell rang, it was Veronica.
"Hello." Dot smiled as she opened the porch door.
"How are you?" She asked as she entered.
"Oh fine." Dot said. "Now we are getting the garden sorted. I like having my undergrowth trimmed and tidied."
Dot thought of the garden to the house and a moment later of her personal front garden which was also in need of attention. She must get around to giving herself a trim. She was quite bushy either side of her knicker line these days and it wouldn't do. Whilst she was not wearing any in the summer heat it was not so noticeable, but come the autumn she would need to get snipping.
"I heard you were having your garden tended to by a nice young man," Veronica smiled a half dirty smile, thinking that she would not mind such ministrations herself.
"Yes," Dot smiled.
"I was talking to Jonathan at the weekend," said Veronica. "And I was thinking that it's time the energies of that athletic young man were directed to more constructive activities. Cycling is all very well but it doesn't help you pay the bills at home, or keep our gardens tidy."
"Indeed well he's been a big help here that's all I can say," Dot added.
"Only today he couldn't come so he sent his friend Jasen."
By now the two older women, Dot in her 40's and Veronica a little younger were approaching the kitchen window.
"Is that him?" said Veronica glancing out at the black boy bending and heaving.
"Yes he's a cyclist too apparently. He's at the same college as Jonathan."
"Does he know what he's doing?"
"Oh yes," thought Dorothy.
"He's already been having an effect," she added as thought about her wonderful climax in the bathroom earlier that day.
"Oh yes, he's already made a difference." She said reflectively.
"I bet he has" said Veronica slyly wondering to herself how well endowed this Adonis was, when he was erect.
"Well there's not an ounce of fat of that one anyway, you do seem to pick them," she said turning to Dot.
"Well I didn't pick him, he was just filling in for Jonathan."
"Oh, does that mean he's available when Jonathan comes back?" asked Veronica with interest.
"I'm not sure." Replied Dorothy. "I'll ask him later if you like."
Dot was in a dilemma as she now realized she liked both workers. She didn't want either tending other women's gardens over her own.
"Well I can ask now I think he's coming in."
Jasen was approaching the kitchen door, his smooth half naked body glistening with sweat. His long dreadlocks were tied back to allow him to see what he was doing. He was clad only in dark blue tight fitting shorts and trainers.
Veronica's eyes wandered freely, and greedily. They roamed over his shorts,
"Definitely something in there," she thought and not even hard I'll bet. She was already thinking about how she could borrow him.
"Err well Linda did say she might need some help and one of my neighbours too"
"I bet they did, trust Linda," thought Veronica smiling.
"We all have our needs and many of those would be eased by the use of a firm long and probably willing penis." She thought.
From her own rapid and recent researches both Jonathan and Jasen possessed one of similar measure. She would be only too glad to help relieve one or both boys after a couple of minutes in her hands. She slid up the sleeves on her white blouse, folded her bared arms and looked at the black boy as he opened the back door and entered the kitchen. She wasn't going to miss this opportunity.
"Hello Jasen. Dorothy has been telling me all about you. You keep yourself fit, you should be with the Olympic team, I bet you can run fast with those legs."
"Well I cycle to keep fit," he replied shyly.
"I can see you look after yourself, very nice, very athletic, turn around."
Dot was a little taken aback as Veronica ordered him around.
"Oh yes." She reached out, her bunch of silver bracelets jangling on her arm, touching his right shoulder tip with her hand then sliding it firmly and slowly across his shoulder and down his back to the top of his shorts.
The feel to Veronica was, "Fantastic, firm, fresh, fit... mmmm."
Then she carried on down his right thigh and onward down his leg to his foot as Veronica bent down.
"Turn around." He did so meekly. He looked a little uncertain at the attention he was getting.
Veronica her head now at waist height looked up to see a definite swelling in his shorts.
Dot was still surprised and even more so as Veronica slid her hand back up his body from shin to knee to thigh and amazingly up the front of his shorts. Fortunately for everyone it seemed his erection was off to the right and so her hand missed it. Then Veronica was back on to his bared flesh, his smooth barely discernable six pack. As her hand slid upwards she couldn't resist scraping a fingernail tip on his left nipple and lingering there oh so slightly until she reached his strong shoulder. Finally she let her hand trail gently down his dark, smooth, toned, right arm.
"Mmm delightfully athletic," murmured Veronica taking in his whole figure once more.
By now the erection in his shorts was getting much more pronounced and both Dorothy and Jasen all the more embarrassed, but Veronica wasn't. No she was one step away from reaching forward yanking down his shorts and giving him a rough, ready and rigorous hand job there and then in Dots kitchen. In her head she was doing it, kneeling and pulling off his beautiful, black cock. It might make a mess on the floor, but there was sure to be plenty of kitchen roll if she knew Dot. Her only uncertainty was whether he would be pink, purple, or brown under his foreskin when she peeled it back.
"Ok, so your done for today Jasen?" Asked Dot trying to sound normal.
