“Hi guys! Ready to start the project?”
“Yes, Mrs. Harris. You know we have to drive that Bobcat across your lawn, into the backyard, in order to dig the hole for the pool, correct? Everything will be repaired when we are totally finished.”
“Yeah, I understand the whole process. Please call me Kim. I am sure we will chat occasionally as you guys proceed with the job.”
“Great, ah… Kim. I am James and this is Curtis. Just diggin and preparin the hole will take all week, at least. We very well may have to finish up next week, dependin on how things go.”
“No problem, guys. Correct work is better than fast work. Take your time.”
“Thanks… Well, we will get started now.”
“Excellent. Be careful.”
The guys turned, went to the truck, and began to unload the Bobcat. Kim went back to her computer. As the insurance billing agent for a number of medical practices, both locally and around the country, she worked at home and was in the middle of a particularly complex medical bill.
She had previously gained experience working for a large, local practice. Eventually, she realized there was a market for her skills, and they could be done from anywhere there was an internet connection. She had been working from home for eight years now.
It was good to be home for her daughters. She had two, Jessica, now nineteen and in college, and Madison, seventeen, her step-daughter, in her last year of high school. She and Ryan, her husband, loved them both equally. It had been good to be home for their teen years. She considered herself lucky to have a very close relationship with both girls. They felt free to discuss anything with her, and had over the years. Some things surprised and sometimes shocked her, but she always held it together, giving whatever was needed from her.
When they met, she and Ryan had both been divorced, with sole custody of their daughters. They were immediately attracted to each other, but took things slowly to see how it went with the girls. Finally, one day, when he was at her house with Madison, both girls asked them when they were going to get married. They were six and eight then.
That sealed it. They were married four months later. Their marriage had been great, super sex together, great communication, similar financial and religious beliefs. Life had been good. But for the past two years, Ryan had been traveling more and more for his company. Their sex life was severely dwindling.
They both had high drives, but now he seemed to have lost interest, at least at the level they used to share. He was usually tired or had work to do or other excuses. A couple times a month, he would give in and have indifferent sex. Kim thought he was most likely having an affair, but had no way to know for sure. All she knew was that her needs were no longer being met, and Ryan expressed no interest. She tried talking about it. He always listened, then gave a short excuse and changed the subject.
She had wanted a pool for years, and now he finally gave in. She thought it was his way of trying to keep their marriage together. It did not matter to her. She was getting her pool. The proof was in the back yard.
She got up to see how the guys were doing. It was warm out. Both were wearing knee-length shorts and had already taken their tee shirts off. Their black skin glistened in the sun from their sweat. Their powerful arms and flat, muscled abdomens held her a bit transfixed. A chill ran through her body as somewhere deep down she could only think what they would be like to be with secretly, intimately. It had been college since she had been with more than one guy at a time. She had been faithful to Ryan for twenty years. Was he doing the same? She doubted it.
She went back to work, and every so often she got up to see what was happening in the back yard. Each time, she saw the two black men working strenuously. Their hard bodies were playing more and more into the recesses of her mind.
She was forty-four, but in excellent condition. Hard work and good genes had paid off after she gave birth many years ago. Her thirty-six “D” cup boobs were almost totally sag-free. Their nipples were fairly prominent in their normal state, not to mention when they were stimulated. Regular gym workouts had kept her body hard. Her bare pussy took no more to get wet than it did twenty years ago, and it was still as tight, maybe tighter, from her Kegel exercises. A girl could have fantasies…
After noon, she made a pitcher of lemonade and brought it out, with two glasses, to the guys. “Hey guys, you’re working too hard in this heat. Sit at the table here and enjoy my fresh lemonade.”
“Thank you so much, Kim. You sure Kim is okay? We want to be totally polite and have no problems with our boss. This is a good job for us. We have been doing it for four years.”
“Kim is perfect. No worries. So, James, Curtis, relax as long as you want, and enjoy the lemonade. I’m going back to the A/C inside,” she said, with a slight laugh, as she departed.
“That is one sexy Mama!” James said.
“Watch it, man. We need this job. No messin around,” said Curtis.
“I know, I know, but do you think she has ever had guys like us in her life?”
“A wealthy white woman like her, are you kiddin? We’re the hired help, that’s it, and we need to leave it like that! Drink up and back to work.”
“Yeah, but my nine-inches is excited,” said James.
“Mine is too, but forget it. Back to work—now!”
They finished the lemonade and headed back to their preliminary digging. Kim watched from behind a blind inside, and then went back to her computer, still feeling a tiny tingle.
Around 4 pm, as the guys were getting ready to quit for the day, Madison arrived home from school. She knew the work was planned and had seen the truck arrive as she was leaving that morning. She said “Hi” to Kim as she went to the kitchen to see what work had been done. Turning, as she heard her mom approaching, she said, “Wow, those guys have some physiques.”
“Maddy, is that the first thing you notice about all men?”
“Well… it is kinda hard to miss them. All that physical work sure keeps them in good shape. Did you talk to them at all?”
“Yes, briefly. They looked parched, so I gave them some lemonade.”
“Good for you. It is nice to be nice to the nice. They are nice, aren’t they?”
“Yes dear, they are very nice and polite. They appreciated the break and the drink. Now, scoot. Go study or something before dinner.”
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At 8 am Tuesday morning, James and Curtis pulled up out front, again as Madison was leaving. She honked and waved to them as she drove past. They looked and waved back, not really knowing who it was. Then, not wanting to bother Kim, they just went to work. They knew she was expecting them.
Kim heard the truck and watched them from the front window. Then, through the kitchen window. They wasted no time getting started. The Bobcat started up with a roar, blue smoke billowing from the exhaust. It looked to her like they were at least half way through digging the basic hole. She knew much more work would follow to get it ready for concrete.
She had not kept track of time, but it seemed shortly after starting, they peeled off their tee shirts, their bodies just beginning to glisten. She was captivated by their muscles, by their vigorous bodies, by the smooth, easy way they moved.
She forced herself back to reality and to her computer. Work kept coming in demanding her attention. That is how and where she spent her morning.
She felt the hunger pangs of lunch calling, so she went into the kitchen to fix something. Glancing out the window, as she was making a sandwich, she saw the guys again. Lemonade time, she thought. So, after finishing her sandwich, she began to make a pitcher. It was soon ready; she took it out to refresh the guys from their hard work.
“James! Curtis!” she shouted. “Come get some lemonade and relax a bit.”
They looked up, saw her, and quickly dropped their tools. “Be right there, Ma’am, ah… Kim.”
They clambered out of the hole and were soon on the patio, drinking her wonderful, cold blend.
“I don’t know how you do it. But this is the best I have ever had,” James said. Curtis quickly agreed.
“My Mom taught me. A little of this and that added makes all the difference.”
She went on a bit, and as she did, she noticed her chaise lounge off to the side of the yard. It had slipped her mind, probably due to all the pool planning and job bidding, how much she loved to lay out in the sun in the early afternoon. Not for too long, but enough to work on a tan.
“Hey guys, would it bother your work if I lay out in the sun for awhile? It is such a nice day, and I need to work on my tan.”
“No, Ma— Kim. You will not be in our way at all,” James said. He seemed to her as maybe the de facto leader between the two guys.
“Great! I am going to change into my suit while you finish the lemonade. Then one of you can rub lotion on my back before you get back to work.”
She quickly went into the house to change. The two guys looked at each other briefly.
“I get to rub the lotion,” Curtis said. “You have been hogging all the conversation.”
“That’s cuz you are a pussy and afraid to speak up,” James replied.
“You’re just an idiot! You are already in her pants. Give it up. We’re just two black humps doin the bosses bidding. Get over it. I’m doin it!”
“I got sumpin I wanna give her,” he mumbled, as he slowly got up and walked back to the hole.
Soon Kim reappeared on the patio. This time in a white string bikini. Both guy’s eyes almost popped out of their heads. She asked Curtis if he would mind bringing the lounge over close to the hole, since the sun was better there.
“No, Ma’am. Not at all! Let me get that for you right quick,” he blurted out, as he ran for the lounge and brought it over. “Is it okay right here?”
“Perfect. Now let me lie face down and you can rub this lotion on my back.”
She could not help noticing the huge bulge in his shorts as she handed him the bottle and laid down.
“Please untie that string across my back. Just let them hang down. I don’t want any lines in my tan. I have lotion everywhere except my back. I really appreciate this.”
“Oh, no problem… Kim. We are a full service company,” he said, with a bit of a laugh.
She laughed also. “That’s good to know. You never know what else might come up. Oh, that feels so good. Your hands are just a tiny bit rough; it feels so good on my back.”
She was looking sideways, her head turned to the right, the side Curtis was on. Now his bulge was totally unmistakable. Wow, she thought to herself, I wonder exactly what is under those shorts.
He quickly finished, asked if she needed anything else, and returned to work when she told him everything was fine. Her compressed, bulging, right breast was very visible to the guys as they worked.
Time passed. Kim felt she had enough back sun, so she reached back, found the loose strings and retied them. Then she flipped onto her back and untied the strings around her neck. Rolling down the loose strings and the top of the two cloth triangles that covered her boobs, she left them just barely above her areolas. With her arms folded above her head, she had maximum exposure. This was not unnoticed by the guys.
“Holy crap! Will you look at that woman! That is the sweetest MILF I have ever seen,” said James.
“No shit! I thought my cock was going to break out of my shorts when I was rubbing the lotion on her back. I have to say, and this may be way off base, but I think there are some vibes there. We have to suffer in silence. Only she can make a move.”
“Maybe we could think of somethin just a bit… you know, suggestive to say…”
“No way!” said Curtis. “Don’t be a fool, fool. Listen, we would be so screwed if I am wrong, but she is not layin like that for nuttin. That is no prudish, uptight woman. I think she is tryin to make up her mind. Don’t do anything stupid, this might just end up good. Now let it be.”
“Okay,” he said, kind of dejectedly, as they got back to work.
When she felt she had spent enough time in the sun, she pulled her top up and retied it. Getting up from the lounge, she waved to the guys as she went back into the house.
Maddy arrived home while Kim was in the shower. She changed into short shorts and a cami top, leaving her bra behind, and went out back to see the guys.
Walking over near where they were working, she called out, “Hi guys! I’m Maddy. I just wanted to meet the guys who are building the pool I am so looking forward to. This seems like such hard work. You both look like you are in extremely good shape.”
“Ah… Hi, Maddy. Nice to meet you. I am James and this is Curtis.”
“Hey, Maddy,” Curtis said, with a small wave.
“So, how much longer do you think you will be working here?”
“Definitely all of this week and probably into next,” James replied.
“Well great! Nice meeting you both. I am sure I will see more of you as things go along. I should probably find Mom now,” she said, as she returned to the house, just in time to meet Kim in the kitchen.
“Madison! What were you doing out there? And where’s your bra, little girl?”
“I was just having a little fun. And, if you have not noticed, I am not so little,” she said, laughing as she lifted her boobs against her cami.
“You should not dress and tease those guys like that.”
“Mom, I’m seventeen. I go to the mall like this all the time.”
“I know your age, and you don’t go out without a bra, at least not that I have seen. You had better not be, either! Homework,” she said, pointing to her room. “I will call you for dinner.”
She knew why Maddy was interested. A girl looking at those two enticing, well-built men. She understood—probably understood too well. She had seen them up close, felt their hands on her, all the time thinking of her unfulfilled needs. What, if anything, was she going to do? Those thoughts and more ran through her mind as she prepared dinner.
The guys finished for the day and left without any further conversation with her. Kim was already looking forward to tomorrow, but with no specific plans. Maddy and Kim had dinner, talked about school, and how Kim’s business was doing. Nothing about the guys was brought up by either. However, they both felt an unspoken undercurrent of tension between them that was not normal. They could, and had, talked about anything and everything.
Maddy went to listen to her music and finish her homework. Kim went to her office to do more billing work. Computers never slept, so she could work at any hour. Neither knew when the other went to bed, but both found themselves thinking about the guys. Both found their hands moving on their bodies, fingers finding their warm, damp vajayjays. Both thought of possibilities, and both brought themselves to a pleasing orgasm in their own ways.
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8 am Wednesday morning, Maddy, in her car, delayed leaving for school so she could see and talk to them again; Kim was waiting inside to greet them when they arrived for work. They arrived at 8:08 am.
Maddy backed her car out as she saw the truck approach, then stopped next to the truck’s doors. She spoke to them…
