Two Jocks and Charlotte

"I'm sick of this heat", said Charlotte as she lugged the cut grass from her lawnmower into the brown bag. Now that summer was in full force she was needing to cut the grass almost weekly otherwise it would grow out of control. Having to spend her day off work in the morning cutting her lawn was beginning to take a toll on her. At 59 she just didn't have the energy to be doing this anymore. Her daughter had long since moved away and started her own family in South Jersey so she was too far away to be asking the grandkids to come help her all the way up North.

As all the grass finally was bagged up and placed on the curb Charlotte wiped the sweat off her forehead. It was times like these that she really missed her husband. It had been two years already since he had passed away and only then did she realize how much she'd miss having a man in the house. He'd have taken care of all this no problem on his own despite his age. With him gone and her remaining family a two hour drive away, she felt tired and more sadly, felt alone.

Charlotte walked up to the door and went inside. The cool and air conditioned rooms were a blessing after spending more than an hour outside in the blazing heat. Once she locked the door she immediately began undressing herself as she walked upstairs to the bathroom. A nice, relaxing bath was now in order.

As Charlotte unhooked her bra and took off her panties she looked at herself in the full body mirror. Long gone were the days of her slimful figure. Now all that remained was a flabby stomach with love handles firmly in place. Her ass and thighs had gotten huge to the point that she covered the whole stairwell when walking up and down the floors in her apartment. Sometimes she'd walk into a room only to carelessly bump into a table or knock a book down thanks to her ass.

The only thing that still brought her some relief were her breasts. Her Double D breasts had sagged, but their huge size kept them still nice and plump. Staring at her breasts she began rubbing them up and down, flicking her nipples with her fingers as she did so. Bending her neck, she brought up her right nipple and began sucking on it, allowing it to perk up as she softly bit at it.

"It's been two long years since I've been touched," she sadly noted.

Tired and downcast, she went over and sat in the now full bathtub. The warm water felt fresh on her sweaty skin and calmed her down. She sunk deeper and dunked her head into the water before coming up for air a few seconds later. Relaxing her head against the back of the bathtub, she began to think.

"I can't be cutting this grass all Summer," she thought to herself. "Sooner or later my back is gonna give out from all this heavy lifting. What can I do?"

She sat in the bathtub a few minutes, staring aimlessly at the ceiling, before she heard some talking outside.

The bathtub lay right next to the window which she kept some waterproof curtains. At night with the lights off she was able to open up the window and stare at the stars which she loved. The voices got louder and curiosity got the better of Charlotte. Moving one of the curtains slightly, she took a look outside.

Sure enough it was Peter and Glen coming home from high school. They had grown up on the block their whole lives together and were the same age to boot. They were 18 and had recently graduated from high school. Both extremely active in sports, they had decided both to join the military. Peter joining the Corps and Glen with the Army. They were going to enjoy their Summer before heading off for Basic Training in September.

An idea suddenly popped into her mind. How dumb she had been to never even think of that! Without wasting a moment she jumped out of the bath, her fat ass hitting the tub along the way and went to grab her phone.

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It hadn't taken Charlotte long to convince the parents of the boys to have them do the yard work around her home. The way they had described it the two of them had been causing a bit of a ruckus. With school out and nothing to do until they went to Boot Camp the boys were lying about sleeping all day and at night heading out to do god knows what. Their fathers seemed to care not a bit whatever antics Peter and Glen were up to, leaving the mothers a worried mess whenever they came home at weird hours of the night. For the record they weren't disrespectful to their parents, just enjoying the last little bit of youth they had left. Charlotte's conversation with Peter's mom was especially descriptive.

"The boy takes after his father," the chatty mother had said to Charlotte. "He's always been popular with the girls, and always seemed to have some new girl sulking around trying to catch his attention. He probably got Glen involved too since he's quite a looker too."

Charlotte was speechless that Peter's mom had been so blunt about the looks of the two boys. Still though Charlotte had to admit that she was right. The two of them were attractive. Peter had ran track & field. His thin frame left little fat able to thrive and his abs were clearly visible. His hair was a dark black and long, down past his ears. Charlotte had seen him running shirtless a number of times driving by around the town. It was always a nice view.

Glen on the other hand was tall and had been on the basketball team. He kept his hair with a constant buzz cut which gave his face a chiseled masculine look. His abs weren't visible as his body decided to keep his body protected by an impressive layer of muscle. He too had sometimes gone running with Peter shirtless, allowing Charlotte a view as well.

Charlotte kept this to herself however. Thanking Peter's mom, she hung up the phone. The boys would both come on Saturday to begin the work. By then the grass would have grown and the Charlotte would get her money's worth with their work.

Charlotte sat on the sofa, the phone still in her hand, and let her mind wander. She looked around her home and began to feel lonely. She rarely had guests over unless it was her grandchild. Even her daughter rarely had time these days to visit.

"Yes, having some young blood around will do me some good."

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Saturday came around and the two of them arrived thirty minutes late. If Charlotte hadn't made a phone call they might've shown up two hours later instead. As she looked at the two of them on her front porch she could see the bags under their eyes and the drowsy looks they gave her.

"Late night?" Charlotte asked amusingly.

"Sorta," Glen responded.

Charlotte decided not to pry more. Boys would be boys and even though she'd only had a daughter, a mother's instinct told her that teenagers need to have their secrets. It was those secrets that eventually shaped them into functioning adults or complete train wrecks.

Charlotte led them around the house into the backyard. She had already placed the lawnmower, rakes, and brown paper bags beside the garage. As they got closer she pointed at these things to the boys.

"Very straight forward," she said. "Mow the lawn, put it in the bags and then leave them on the curb. There's a gas canister inside the garage if the lawnmower runs low on gas."

"Alright," Peter said as a yawn escaped from him.

Without another word the boys got to work. Peter started up the lawnmower while Glen began raking some of the dead leaves from the trees around the house.

Charlotte nodded in approval. She'd be able to spend the weekend without an aching back.

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After thirty minutes of listening to a podcast she peeked outside the window from her bedroom on the second floor to see how the boys were doing. The boys had now switched roles, with Glen working the lawnmower and Peter now raking up the dead leaves and putting the grass into the brown paper bags. As the day passed on so did the heat, with the temperature slowly rising. In her air conditioned room Charlotte hadn't noticed, but for Peter and Glen the blazing sun had caused them to take their T-shirts off.

Charlotte had a front row view of the two boys shirtless. The sweat made their youthful bodies look moist and shine proudly for all to see. Peter's thin frame made his abs visible, revealing a nice four pack. Glen's figure gave off a dominating figure with his veins revealing themselves from lifting the heavy bags and taking them to the curb.

As she looked at the two of them her mind turned to lucid thoughts.

"Such nice bodies," Charlotte said aloud to herself. "I wonder how nice their cocks are."

Charlotte stopped herself, shocked that she had said such a thing, but the damage was done. She could feel her pussy loosen up and begin to get moist, she could feel the fluid slowly dripping onto her panties.

She peeked back out of the window to get a better look at those beautiful bodies.

"What.... what's the harm of just looking?" she convinced herself. "Nobody will ever know."

With that her fingers began to wander as she loosened up her jeans. With her index and middle finger she reached down through her panties and felt her clitoris, which by now was sensitive to the touch.

Charlotte began to rub her clit softly back and forth, occasionally flicking it upward whenever Peter or Glen gave her a clear view of their chests. Her pussy juice was now flowing so to avoid ruining her panties she took them off. She could feel her juices dripping down from her wide hips onto the carpet, but she didn't care. She could pay the boys to clean that too.

"Fuck it's been too long," she said as her middle finger easily slid inside of her pussy.

Looking back out again she looked at the lawn. The boys had done a good job. So good in fact that they were done even. They began to put their shirts back on.

"Shit they finished already!" Charlotte cried out as she plopped her finger out of her pussy, her finger drenched and dripping as she rubbed it against her T-shirt.

She rushed to put on her panties and jeans properly, the bell ringing just as she zipped up her pants.

"Coming!" she screamed as she ran down the stairs, her hips repeatedly bumping into the hand rail as she did so.

She rushed to the door and quickly opened it, gasping for air as she looked at the two young men before her.

"What is it boys?" she asked as she tried to wipe away the dirty thoughts she had been having only a moment ago from her mind.

"We've finished all the work for today," answered Peter as he looked at the gasping Charlotte amusingly.

"Good job boys," Charlotte said as she put her hands on her hips and tried to breathe more naturally.

The two of them looked at her expectingly. It took Charlotte a few seconds to put two and two together.

"Ah the money!" she shouted out loud. "Yeah come on in boys while I go and find it. I know it's hot outside so come enjoy the air conditioner for a bit.

She beckoned them inside and even though both were quite sweaty from being out in the Sun, she pointed to the couch in the living room where they could sit down.

"I'll be right back. My wallet is upstairs in the bedroom."

Having caught her breath by now, Charlotte made her way up the stairs, this time her hips didn't hit anything.

She walked into the bedroom and took a look around. What a mess was all she could think. Living alone she'd gotten careless and wasn't as tidy as she used to be. T-shirts, underwear, and other random things lay scattered all over the floor. The question now though, was where her wallet was.

"Shit," she muttered under her breath. Should've prepared the money beforehand. She began tossing her clothes this way and that, trying to find her wallet. She'd thrown it somewhere around the room carelessly the night before and hadn't bothered to look for it until now.

Charlotte looked and looked, but could not find that damn thing anywhere. She began to worry that she'd look very bad if the boys went home and told their parents she'd basically given them an IOU so she began getting frantic. So much so that she didn't even notice the knocking on her bedroom door.

"Hey there!" Glen shouted suddenly from the bedroom door.

Charlotte gave out a shout and jumped up before quickly regaining her composure. Looking up she could see that not only was Glen there, but Peter beside him too.

She looked around her and could feel her face flushing. She probably in these last few minutes had completely changed their perception of her and not for the better.

Charlotte couldn't help, but sit down on the bed, her frustration getting the better of her.

"Sorry boys," said Charlotte softly. "I cannot find the money right now. Everything is a bit messy so let me clean up and I'll come by your houses to give the money to you later today.

"Is everything all right Charlotte?" Glen asked concernedly.

Charlotte looked at Glen, and gave a big sigh.

"You know my husband passed a few years ago. It's been hard and lonely without him around. My daughter, you probably remember her, moved out long ago and can't visit often with her new family taking up her time. It's tough."

Charlotte tried to keep a straight face, but it was hard, and she could feel her eyes slightly watering up. She could only hope Peter and Glen wouldn't notice this.

"It's alright Charlotte," said Peter as he sat down next to her on the bed. "I can only imagine how you must feel."

Glen likewise took a seat on the bed, taking the other side with Charlotte now in-between them.

"Listen take your time with the money," Glen said as he put his hand on her lap. "You can pay us later no problem."

"Thank you boys. I really appreciate you helping me with the lawn today."

Charlotte put both her hands on Glen and Peter's leg softly rubbing them. She looked down, a few moments of silence gripped the room.

Peter then took his hand and began rubbing Charlotte's back. His fingers, rough from the yard work he'd been doing, felt nice to the touch for Charlotte. Glen likewise began softly rubbing his fingers along her jeans.

Charlotte looked up at Glen and they both shared a smile together. She locked eyes with his strong gaze and didn't move as Glen's face slowly crept toward hers.

She didn't resist as Glen's lips pressed into hers. Slowly she opened her mouth, allowing his tongue to reach hers. She closed her eyes and let him kiss her to his heart's desire.

As Glen was doing this Charlotte could feel the back of her neck being kissed softly at first, before she could feel Peter open his mouth and begin sucking on her neck. She hadn't had a hicky since she was in high school, she thought to herself before losing herself again with Glen's lips.

She could feel four hands feeling herself up all over. She wasn't sure who, but soon one of the hands began groping her breasts roughly, as the hand attempted to hold as much of her tits as it could.

Soon she could feel another hand tugging at her shirt, lifting it up. Glen stopped kissing her as both he and Peter began to take off her top. Revealing only her bra.

Peter wasted no time, and leaning back on the bed he quickly undid her bra.

"I see you boys have some experience," Charlotte chuckled as the bra came off and her huge breasts plopped onto her chest.

"Fuck those are some nice tits," Glen said as he held both of them in his hands. "How big are they?"

"Double D's."

Charlotte couldn't say more though as Peter grabbed her shoulder and lead her off the bed. As soon as she stood he was at her jeans, unzipping them with smooth precision. Glen was too focused on those huge tits and began sucking on her left tit. Charlotte closed her eyes and let the boys do what they wanted.

In one fell swoop Peter dropped both her jeans and panties down to the floor, revealing her pussy to him. With his left hand he rubbed her inner leg briefly before sliding his middle finger from her vagina all the way up to the clit, getting a respectable amount of pussy juice onto it in the process.

"Let's get her on her knees Glen."

With that Glen released his lips from her tit, saliva dripping down from it. Charlotte didn't waste a second and immediately dropped to her knees, ready for what was to come.

She watched as the boys took off their shirts, and undid their pants, leaving only their briefs on. She looked at the two of them and couldn't help, but feel that the two of them had done this before. She didn't mind though. She needed a good fucking.

She stared at the briefs, and could see that they were both hard, and they both looked large.

"Take them out Charlotte," Glen said.

Charlotte did what she was told as she firmly grabbed both of them and pulled them down. Both dicks whipped out inches away from her face as she made the briefs fall to the ground.

"Fuck," Charlotte said as she looked at the two cocks. "You boys grow so fast these days."

They were both nice and long. She'd guess six and a half inches give or take the both of them. Peter's though had more girth, but Glen had a veiny cock that bent slightly to the left. That would feel nice inside her pussy she imagined.

She looked at both cocks, unsure which to put in her mouth first.

"They're both so nice!" she exclaimed. "I don't know which one to choose first."

"Why not both?" Glen replied.

"Oh. Good idea."

With that she grabbed both cocks with her hands and brought them close together opening her mouth as wide as she could. With her hands she slowly inched both penises into her mouth. She could feel Peter's taking up most of her mouth while Glen's curvy one spread her cheek out.

Charlotte could feel both of the boys slightly push deeper into her mouth, their instinct to thrust still hard to resist.

Taking those huge cocks out of her mouth, she decided to start with Glen. Opening her mouth again, she took a good four inches of him past her tongue.

Glen groaned as he felt her warm tongue sliding up and down his shaft.

Careful not to neglect Peter, Charlotte used her free hand to begin caressing his balls. As she dangled them in her hand, she could feel them swelling up. They were ready to fill her up already.

Meanwhile Glen couldn't help himself and grabbed the back of Charlotte's head. Pushing himself deeper into her, he got an extra inch inside of her mouth. His curved penis proved detrimental here, as he couldn't cleanly get it to the back of her throat this way.

Charlotte could feel his grip on her head get firmer, and knew all too well that he was gonna cum. Way too early she thought to herself as she pulled his cock out of her mouth before he could unload.

"Peter's turn now," she quickly said as she opened her mouth in front of his girthy cock.

Peter wasted no time as he slowly put it into her mouth, nudging it here and there to get a bit more of him inside of her.

In similar fashion Charlotte didn't forget about Glen and began jerking his cock slowly, making sure he wouldn't cum just yet.

"The chick is edging me," Glen laughed as he watched Charlotte continuing to try and take Peter in.

Rather than suck Peter off, Charlotte wanted to see how much of him she could handle. With her other hand she grabbed his ass and pushed him towards her more. Getting the hint, Peter grabbed her hair and tried sliding himself more and more into her.

Charlotte could feel her tonsils as his cock's head pushed past it, reaching the back of her throat. She opened her eyes. Only half an inch wasn't in her mouth. Not bad she couldn't help, but think to herself.

Charlotte relaxed, her muscles around her throat loosening up as she did so. Suddenly she pushed herself forward, taking in that last inch. For a brief moment she felt as if she was actually swallowing his penis. A new feeling for her, but even this was too much and she immediately jerked back, her saliva dripping off of Peter's cock as she took a break to breathe.

Charlotte gasped for air for a moment, her eyes closed as she relished the moment. She thought about how the two cocks had felt in her mouth, and how those two cocks would feel inside her pussy.