Gardening At Mrs Chester's - Ch 5 - Sex Stories

Gardening At Mrs Chester's - Ch 5

... she was met by a hooded figure in grey top and loose low hanging baggy jeans. She opened it a little nervously and saw that the young man was black. “Hello?” she said uncertainly. “Er... yeah hello, I’m Jasen, Jonathan’s mate. He sent me today cos’ he can’t come.” Then she remembered something Jon had said at the end of the previous week, about not being able to show up on the Monday. She was not going to be mugged on her own doorstep after all. She was relieved and smiled. “Oh yes, I remember now, you had better come in.” She held the door open and stood to one-side as the figure slouched its way in. Not at all the clean-cut youth that she normally welcomed in to her home. “Do you have any gardening clothes Jasen?” she enquired as she closed the porch door behind him. “Err... no these are fine, they’re me normal clothes.” “Well it can be quite messy. I do normally lend Jonathan some old clothes of the boys, if you prefer?” “No these ‘ell be fine,” he said. “Well come through to the back and I will tell you what needs doing.” It was an hour later and Dot was looking out of the kitchen, doing some washing, and trying to see what Jasen had achieved. He was leaning back on the fork. Well, there had been some progress she thought, certainly when it came to revealing himself to her at least. Sleeves on his top were pushed up to the elbows and his hood was off. Then as she watched, he unzipped his grey top to reveal a white t shirt under it. And that was definitely nothing like ...

... as baggy. When she came out with a drink, about thirty minutes later, she found the young man without his top, in just the t-shirt, and she was confronted with his bum cleavage. His loosely arranged jeans were only just held up with his belt – not that he was fat, quite the opposite. 'Those cheeks are definitely as tight as his jeans were baggy,' she thought as she set the tray down. “Ooh it’s rather warm out here now, isn’t it Jasen?” she said. “Are you comfortable in all that?” she indicated his heavy looking jeans. He straightened up and glanced down. “Yeah well... maybe if you’ve got sometin’.” Now that Dot could see the lad better, it was clear that his body was as toned as Jonathan's. Maybe a touch more developed, only it was also dark and smooth. “I will set some shorts out on the radiator in the hall. You can change in the downstairs wash room.” She had started to do this for Jon too as he seemed to take a long time to change when he went upstairs in the morning. She hadn’t worked out that the ‘distraction’ for Jonathan, was her photo. Dot found an old smaller pair of shorts, from one of her now grown up sons and laid them with the regular ones she put out for Jon. She wondered which pair this interesting black youth would pick. About three minutes later he appeared in the blue shorts, the smaller pair. Or may be he just preferred dark blue. The main thing was that they were a close fit. He resumed his work in the garden and an hour later in the hot sun, as Dot had ...