Charlotte's Day at the Gym Ch. 03

Two weeks later, Charlotte weighed herself on her bathroom scale, finding out she had lost five (legit) pounds since starting her workouts with Mr. Fletcher. Ever since her escapade in the woods, she's been on her best behavior, completing each workout without testing her lascivious boundaries. She also hadn't made any attempt to contact Jason. She thought about dropping by his apartment numerous times, but any time she readied herself, she got cold feet. For someone who was so bold to press her naked body against a complete stranger, actually confronting him was terrifying.

"What if he doesn't like me?"

Charlotte gritted her teeth against her thumb's fingernail, worried about how he would react to seeing her. Surely he would be thrilled to meet the girl that got him off... then again, maybe he would view her as a whore. Given his timid nature, he may stray away from women whom he perceived as loose. As she peered over at the clock, she realized her excessive worrying would have to wait as she didn't want to be late for her gym appointment. Now today was a bit peculiar, instead of an early morning workout, Mr. Fletcher requested that she come in at 8pm. The gym would undoubtedly have other patrons walking about, so her typical antics would have to be put on hold.

Upon reaching the gym, she immediately noticed that the lights were out. She walked up to the front of the building, noticing a note stuck on the door.

"Youngin'!

My sister came down with some viral infection. I'm gonna be out of town for the next week taking care of her. Make sure you keep working out at home, I don't want you falling into bad habits.

To make up for today's missed workout, I left you a pair of mini golf tickets. The hand-eye coordination will assist you in future workouts.

Mr. Fletcher."

Typical of the old-man, he won't allow her to slack even in the slightest. Charlotte determined that it was too late to use the tickets tonight, so she resolved herself to head home and watch some tv. Upon getting back in her car, she noticed that the tickets had an expiration date of tonight. Mr. Fletcher was literally giving her trash he didn't want to use himself. What's worse, if she didn't play tonight, Mr. Fletcher would be disgruntled with her. She could lie, but under Mr. Fletcher's intense questioning, she wasn't convinced she could pull it off. Thus, she resolved herself to complete this pointless activity.

While making her way to the mini golf course, she stopped off at a gas station to fill up her car. She then stepped inside to grab herself a soda, caffeine would be essential to keeping her focus. Upon turning away from the refrigerator, she nearly bumped into a guy standing directly behind her.

"Oh... uh, sorry about that." Said Charlotte

"N-no... that was my bad. I shouldn't have been standing directly behind you."

Immediately after hearing the man's voice, Charlotte had a moment of déjà vu. His voice sounded so recognizable, yet when she stared at his face, she had no idea who he was. Perhaps his voice reminded of someone else from her past, but even then, she couldn't think of anyone who's voice resembled this. She decided not to pry into the situation any further, making her way to the checkout counter to settle up. After completing the transaction, she made her way towards the exit, but before stepping outside, she looked over at the man once more. She squinted at him, hoping that she might recognize some feature that would reveal his identity. Nothing came to mind... so she decided to do something she never does, she walked up to him.

"U-uh... excuse me. I don't normally do this, but I feel like I know you from somewhere. Do you happen to recognize me?"

"I don't think so..."

"Hmm, I don't know how to describe it, but I feel like we might've met each other before."

"Well, I'm sorry. I'm fairly certain we don't know each other. Especially considering the fact I haven't had a date in three years."

"Oh, my god! Jason!" Thought Charlotte.

"I didn't mean to suggest that we dated before, just that we may have come across each other at one point in time."

Jason gave her a weak shrug and then made his way to the checkout counter to wrap up his purchases. Charlotte could see why he hadn't had a date in so long -- he lacked confidence and assertiveness. Which was a shame, because by her estimation, he was a pretty good-looking guy. Not out of this world or anything, but definitely above average. He had a fairly athletic build, too, with some good facial features. If he had even a modicum of bravado, surely he'd have his pick of women. But maybe, just maybe, Charlotte could do for him what she did for herself... build up some confidence. Charlotte proceeded to chase him down in the parking lot before he drove off.

"Hey! Uh, hey man!" She didn't dare say his name, she didn't want to freak him out.

"Did I drop something?"

"No, no. Nothing like that. It's just... I've got this extra ticket to the mini golf course down the road, and I was wondering.... well, wondering if you wanted to hit some balls around?"

She couldn't believe she phrased her question in such a stupid manner. One would think with all the daringness she's shown in her workouts, that a simple conversation wouldn't be so daunting.

"Did your date stand you up?"

"Why would you say that?"

"Well, you're asking a complete stranger to take a ticket for what seems like a typical dating activity."

Charlotte proceeded to pull out the note from Mr. Flectcher from her back pocket. She handed the note to Jason as he perused it over.

"Oh, wow. You actually workout with old-man Fletcher? I hear he's a real hard-ass."

"He's pretty demanding, but I like the challenge."

Jason gave her a look that he wasn't completely buying it, but given his timid personality, he decided not to push the subject any further. He then stared intently at the mini golf ticket, pondering his next move. Charlotte was no body language expert, but she had seen that look a million times. It was the look of someone feigning interest, but ultimately preparing to bail out. She knew he was concocting some excuse to get out of this situation, which meant she would have to discover a way to make him come.

"How about this... if you can beat me in mini golf, I'll let you French kiss me for thirty seconds. That way, you'll break your streak of three years without a date."

This perked Jason up, he definitely looked more interested than he did just a minute ago. After making a series of contemplative facial expressions, he eventually agreed to the deal. The two then saddled up in their respective cars, making their way to the mini golf course. After reaching their destination, the two made their way to the front counter, picked out their clubs and balls and began with the first hole.

"Ladies first."

"Such a gentlemen."

Jason blushed, focusing his gaze off in the distance to avoid direct eye contact with her. Charlotte thought this was quite cute, as she proceeded to spot up her ball for her first shot. The first hole had a hairpin turn, so she used a hill to change the ball's direction, leaving her with only four feet left to the cup. She proceeded to make this putt, giving her a two for the hole. Jason's turn didn't go so well. He misjudged the angle of the hill and ended up with the ball returning to his putter. After a quagmire, he got the ball into the hole with his fifth stroke.

"Boy, oh boy. You've already got quite the deficit to come back from."

Jason remained reticent, choosing not to express any frustration. Though Charlotte appreciated the civility, she wanted him to show a little bit of passion. A little bit of desire to win her kiss. Perhaps she would have to provide a bigger impetus to really get his competitive juices flowing. That's when she noticed that Jason and her were the only ones on the course. It was currently 9:12pm at night, so the course was being illuminated by street lamps. Now based on the way the course was situated, it was walled off from the main road. Trees provided a nice tranquil atmosphere to block out noise and light pollution. In fact, it literally felt like they were in the woods... even though they weren't. The only other person here was the receptionist at the front desk, but she was glued to her TV screen watching reruns of "Happy Days." It's almost as if fate had set up this situation perfectly... perfectly for some bawdy action.

"I've got an idea." Said Charlotte, upon reaching the second hole. "What if... well, what if we made the wager more interesting."


"Interesting how?"

"The person with the highest score on each hole, has to give up one article of clothing."

Jason's eyes widened intently, unable to believe what he just heard.

"Come again?"

"You know, the person who does worse on each hole, has to strip off a piece of clothing."

"But... one of us would end up naked by the end."

"Maybe both of us will end up naked. With 17 holes to play, that's a lot of chances to lose."

"Are you nuts?! We're in public! Someone might see us!"

"If you're afraid of losing, we don't have to play. We can just continue our normal game with our simple wager."

Jason spun his head around the golf course several times, scanning each section to make sure they were truly alone. It did seem like a dream scenario, a perfect opportunity to get away with something like this. But in the event they were caught, it would be the most embarrassing moment of his life -- possibly both of their lives. The risk was immense, however, the reward was equally immense. He could have Charlotte completely naked under the bright lights of the golf course. He could take in all her beautiful curves and sumptuous parts to his heart's content, especially if he got her clothes off early.

"Uh... yea. Let's do it."

Charlotte couldn't help but smirk. She now had Jason in the palm of her hand. If she wanted to be ruthless, she could have all his clothes off by the halfway point. That being said, maybe she'd throw a few holes -- after all, the whole point of this wager was to keep Jason interested. And nothing says interesting like a half-naked woman.

Jason decided to go first for the second hole. It was clear his dexterity wasn't the greatest, causing him to fumble around before getting the ball in on the fifth stroke. Charlotte tried her best to bungle around the hole, but she still managed to sink the putt after her fourth stroke.

"Okay. So, what are you taking off first?"

Jason grimaced before slipping the shoes off his feet. He decided to place them underneath a bench as the two prepared for the next hole. With Charlotte going first, she realized she would really need to muck things up to give Jason a chance. It was a delicate balance, though, as she didn't want to seem like she was throwing the match. After some carefully planned lip-outs, she finished the hole with a six. "That was pretty convincing" Thought Charlotte. "Ideally, I'd like our state of undress to be relatively similar throughout the match." To her surprise, however, Jason also ended up with a six, meaning it was a draw.

"I guess we're safe for this hole."

Charlotte wasn't going to allow this to stand. That's when she realized she could expedite things, and it still worked within her set of rules.

"What do you mean?" Response Charlotte.

"Well, neither of us have to strip."

"If I recall, I said the person with the highest score on each hole had to give up a piece of clothing. Both of us had the highest score, so we both have to give up a piece of clothing."

Jason's mouth visibly dropped -- not in a cartoonish exaggeration -- but enough that Charlotte could see that he was displeased with this development. Before he could even formulate a proper refutation, Charlotte grabbed the bottom of her shirt and yanked it over her head. She was not going to waste any time with her shoes and socks. She was going for the gusto, revealing as much skin as fast as possible. She tossed her hair around in a playful fashion, whilst pushing her chest outwards to draw attention to her lilac bra.

"Alright, your turn."

Jason played it safe once again, this time taking off his socks. Though Charlotte was displeased with his restraint, she realized it wouldn't be long before he had to take off some heavy hitters. The next hole came and went, with Jason forced to take off another piece of clothing. This time, he chose his sweatshirt. They breezed past holes four and five, with Jason losing his t-shirt and his pants respectively. He was now standing at the start of the sixth hole with only his underwear on.

"By the way, I never caught your name." Said Charlotte, knowing full well who he was.

"Jason."

"Well, Jason. Your in quite the pickle here. If you lose or tie this hole, you're going to lose your underwear. And you know what that means, right?"

Jason painfully gulped. If he lost this hole, he'd have to walk around the golf course naked for the remaining twelve holes. Although it was just the two of them, the mere thought sent shivers down his spine. Luckily for him, his first shot on the sixth landed two feet from the cup. He then tapped it in for his first two of the night. He clenched his right hand and did a small fist pump to express his joy. This was the most emotion he had shown all night, and this was exactly what Charlotte was looking for -- a spark of determination. Nevertheless, she wasn't about to let her foot off the gas. Although she intended for the match to be competitive, something inside of her wanted to see Jason naked and embarrassed.

She then bent her body toward the green so she could read the various curves and lines. Speaking of curves, Jason took notice of her exposed cleavage. The delightful pair looked spectacular under the bright lights, making Jason forget about his own state of undress. Unfortunately, this leering produced a small bugle in his pants, and with only his underwear on, it was quite overt. After Charlotte made the proper preparations, she got into her putting form. She did two practice swings before positioning her putter at the back of the ball. With her cleanest stroke of the night, she struck the ball to the right of the hole. With the hill, however, it bent the ball exactly where it needed to be as it descended into the bottom of the cup for the night's first hole-in-one!

"Woo! Hole-in-one!" Yelled Charlotte excitedly.

Jason was stunned by what he just witnessed. He continued staring at her ball in the hole, wondering how this could've happened -- and so fast, for that matter! With the widest smirk on her face, Charlotte playfully moseyed her way over to Jason's position. Without warning, she then stuck the end of her putter down his pants. Jason's focus affixed to the putter, as it slowly descended toward the ground. Inch after inch of his semi-erect penis got exposed, as only the firm head remained. Charlotte paused here to savor the moment..."His heart must be pounding out of his chest. I can see his bulge slowly growing bigger and bigger. As much as he denies it, this is what he wants." Thought Charlotte. "And, quite frankly... it's what I want." Without wasting another moment, she quickly pulled his thin garment to the ground, leaving him totally naked with his erect penis.

The long-member throbbed back and forth from the whip lash, making Charlotte want to touch it. In fact, she wanted to do more than that. She had already given him a hand-job at the lake, tonight she would have to push things further.

"Well, well, well. You've run out of clothing to wager, Jason. What are we to do now?"

"I-I'm not sure." Replied Jason, putting his hands in front of his penis.

"We'll think of something... you should grab your club, you don't wanna stand here all night like that."

Jason grabbed his club and hurriedly made his way over to the next hole. Charlotte went first, producing yet another two. It was now Jason's turn, but his overt nudity caused him to tense up. Realizing this, Charlotte walked on over to his backside. She then placed her own club on the ground and wrapped her arms around him.

"Open yourself up and breath." Said Charlotte while placing her hands on his. "I'll show you the proper form."

As the two motioned the golf club together, Charlotte realized this was not unlike her situation at the lake just a couple weeks ago. She could still remember the sensation of her exposed body pressed up against his. The exhilaration of being exposed to anyone and everyone. And of course, the feeling of his warm cum filling her hands.

"Your hands are too low on the shaft, you need to move them up."

"Like this?"

"No, no. Up here."

Upon repositioning her hands, Charlotte grabbed onto the shaft... but not on the putter. "Jesus! He feels bigger than last time!" Thought Charlotte. She intended to let go, but her instincts told her otherwise.

"Uhhhh... that's my dick." Whispered Jason.

"Just focus on your putt. Nothing else matters."

Charlotte slowly rubbed his shaft, already feeling the pre-cum on her hands. Strangely enough, though, this allowed Jason to enter a zen-like state, making him focus like he never focused before. Charlotte continued rubbing his shlong, immersing herself in making him happy.

"Woah! Hole-in-one!"

Charlotte's head whipped around, noticing that his ball was not on the course.

"Are you sure?!"

"Go see for yourself!"

After walking over to the hole, she noticed Jason's blue ball inside. He actually did it! Not only that, he did it while she was jerking him off.

"Nicely done. Guess I'll be taking my pants off."

"Why not your shoes?"

"Because that's no fun." Winked Charlotte.

She then wiggled her pants down her hips and around her shoes. She nonchalantly tossed them to the side as she was now wearing a bra, panties, socks, and shoes. Jason was taking in all the exposed areas of her body, particularly her luscious legs. He was really hoping she would bend down so he could get a look at butt. Based on her body aesthetic, he'd wager to guess it was her best asset. The two advanced to the next hole, with Jason preparing to go first; however, he stalled for a minute, refusing to strike his ball.

"Say... could you do the thing you did last time? I'm not superstitious or anything, but it did help me focus."

A smirk streaked across Charlotte's face. For as much as she was enjoying Jason's nakedness, she secretly hoped to be naked herself. With Jason gaining more and more confidence, her wish would soon become a reality. She didn't even pretend to grab his putter, this time she went straight for his cock. She caressed his bulging member with both hands, jerking it up and down in a rhythmic motion.

"Focus on your form. Breathe with purpose, but be relaxed. And always remember... eyes on the prize."

"Woah! Another hole-in-one!"

Rather than divert her focus, she continued jerking Jason off. The golf game was becoming an afterthought, she now wanted to focus all her attention on their new game. Jason, however, said something that caught her off guard.

"Woah!" He said, as he turned around. "You haven't earned the right to make me cum. You still have to beat me."

Charlotte was quite amazed at his increasing bravado. She would've thought that a young horny man would jump at the opportunity of having a woman beat him off. But he was showing restraint, a willingness to delay gratification for a better reward. This intrigued her and ultimately begged an important question.

"Are you suggesting that we go into a round of dares once all our clothes are gone?"

"Well... it seems like the natural conclusion to our game."

Charlotte smiled in a devious fashion at Jason. She then placed her hands behind her back, unclasped her bra, and let it descend to the ground.

"What are you doing?"

"I can't beat a hole-in-one, so I'm going to lose a piece of clothing regardless. However, if I also score a hole-in-one, then you'll have to fulfill one of my dares."

While Charlotte spoke, she held her putter at both ends and placed it behind her head. This pose caused her chest to extend outwards, drawing extra attention to her buoyant breasts. Jason, understandably, became enraptured by the beautiful pair. He imagined his hands fondling them, or even his tongue running along her sensitive areola. As hard as he was at this moment, his penis began to pulsate back and forth -- and by golly did Charlotte ever notice.

"Easy, Jason... don't spoil the evening with an early finish."

Jason merely gulped, doing everything in his power to contain himself. Charlotte then prepared for her next shot. With her innate ability to read the green, she lined up the shot perfectly to score yet another hole-in-one. She yelped giddily and hopped her way over to the cup to retrieve her ball. As she did so, Jason took pleasure in watching the excited girl's boobs bounce back and forth. He felt more precum eject from his penis, but despite this, he still managed to preserve the load.

"Congrats. S-so, what do you want me to do?"

Charlotte placed her finger on her chin in a playful fashion. She really wanted to maximize this dare, but still wanted to save her best ideas for last.

"Let's see... Oh, I know! I want you to take my panties off."

"That's your dare? Are you sure?"

"A dare's a dare, Jason. There's no backing out."

Jason was a bit astonished by her request. He had thought she would make him do something embarrassing. Instead, she was willingly giving up her last article of clothing (save for her shoes and socks), so that she could be naked like him. He then slid his way over to her position and carefully placed his thumbs inside of her underwear lining.

"Have you ever taken off a woman's panties before?" Whispered Charlotte.

"Uh--well..."

"I want you to do it slowly. Make sure you savor every last moment."

"Okay."

Jason dropped to his knees as his face was mere inches away from her cooch. He felt the sweat on his palms and the shakiness in his fingers. Despite this, he grabbed onto the thin piece of fabric and started to pull. What was probably only seconds in real time, felt like minutes and hours in Jason's head. As Charlotte's most delicate regions came into view, Jason did everything in his power to suppress his moment of ecstasy. He so badly wanted to stand up and insert himself inside of her. He wanted to release all the sexual tension that he had bottled up for the last couple of holes. He literally felt like his penis was a can of coke that someone placed ten mentos in. The pressure was simply becoming too much! Charlotte then placed her left hand in front of her pussy as she stepped out of her underwear.

"Easy now. We still have plenty of holes to go."

Charlotte made her way over to the next hole, carefully lining up her next shot. Jason, on the other hand, was looking the beautifully naked girl up and down, scanning every inch of her body. With his current position, he could see her stacked bottom and a healthy amount of side boob action. It was taking everything inside of him not to rush over and caress her body. With her left hand on the club, she released her right hand to use it to brush the hair out of her face. She then glanced over at Jason, giving him a playfully seductive smirk.

"Say... I just realized something."

"What's that?"

"I've been helping you out with your shots all night, but you haven't offered to help me out once."

"W-well... you are better than me. I'm not sure I would be of any benefit."

"True. But it couldn't hurt to consider a different perspective."

Without uttering another word, she motioned him over with her head. Jason was a bit frozen with nervous anxiety. He feared that if he touched her now, his erect penis would erupt all over her back. Surely, she wouldn't be too happy about a premature ejaculation... but then again, he had been teased immensely to this point. The fact that he contained himself this long was nothing short of a miracle. Certainly she would be understanding of this -- or, so he hoped!

He cautiously stuttered his way over to her position. He stopped roughly six inches away from her back, carefully stretching his arms around her body. He then gripped onto the club, meticulously avoiding contact with any part of her body (even her fingers). Although Charlotte had wanted him to take the initiative by pressing his body against hers, she couldn't help but find his apprehension a bit cute. Prior to starting her gym regimen, she was exactly the same way. She allowed her fears to dictate her actions, which ultimately prevented her from taking necessary risks. A life without risk, after all, was a life not worth living. She now needed to break Jason out of his shell, just like she broke out of hers.

"Your form is too stiff. You need to loosen up."

Charlotte quickly took a step back and pressed her butt into Jason's penis. She felt the hard, veiny member lodge itself into the crack of her ass. The rigid cock radiated an immense amount of heat. It felt like a warm hug on her butt. It felt like a perfect match. It felt right.

"Place your hands on top of mine." Whispered Charlotte.

Jason didn't respond, he merely followed her directions. Jason's rapid breathing soared past Charlotte's neck, erecting several goosebumps on her body. The two motioned the putter together, feeling their bodies slowly grind against each other. With a conjoined strike of the ball, the two watched it roll down the course to its eventual destination... inside the hole. Charlotte had never putted so well in her life, let alone under such circumstances.

"You can't beat that." Said Charlotte in a hushed tone. "I dare you to enter me."

Charlotte released her hands from the putter and guided Jason's hands to her breasts. After his hands were firmly in place, she bent forward slightly and reached between her open legs. She then crawled her hand up her ass and clasped onto Jason's throbbing cock. She extracted it from the crack of her ass and flew it to its new destination... her soft, warm vagina. She placed the tip just at the entrance, realizing there was no going back after this. Before she could back her cooch around it, Jason did something quite unexpected. He finally took the initiative and entered himself with a firm, yet measured push.

"Oh, my god, Jason."

"Was it too fast?" Said Jason, as he began to pull out.

"No, no." Replied Charlotte, firmly clenching onto his hip. "It feels good. Keep going."

Though Jason was excited beyond belief, he had enough composure not to rush himself. He really wanted to savor this moment by being as methodical as possible -- moving back and forth with a nice gentle speed. Charlotte loved the unhurried ins and outs, her vagina was literally pulsating with pleasure. Jason kept his hands busy throughout, squeezing her breasts with gentle care. He then ran his right hand down from the areola, through her bully button, and eventually to her sensitive clit. Charlotte let out a small moan as Jason began rubbing the erogenous zone. The continued finger work really pushed Charlotte to the edge. Her body jolted back and forth, becoming more erratic by the second. She then threw her head back and closed her eyes, feeling an intense amount of arousal.

"Jason... J-Jason... I'm going to cum."

"30 seconds!" Exclaimed the breathless Jason. "30 seconds... and we come together."

"Okay, okay."

The two idiosyncratically grinded against each other, but given the naughty nature of their deed, it was more than enough to fuel them towards their ultimate goal. Sweat began to glisten on Charlotte's face, as her inner conscious reminded her that she was completely naked, having sex on a mini golf course. But she cared not! All she fixated on was her edging, so that she and Jason could cum together. The task became more difficult by the second as she felt like a dam that was ready to burst. She bit the bottom of her lip, squeezed onto Jason's hand and held on for dear life. Like a massive deluge, she felt Jason's warm cum spray inside of her, sending her into an immediate climax. While their bodies convulsed back and forth, Charlotte's right eye spasmed for a brief moment. In fact, her entire body moved on its own accord while her mind was sent on a one-way trip to pleasure land.

"Hey there, youngin'! Glad to see you're still practicing."

"Oh, my GOD!!!" Screamed Charlotte in her head. "It's Mr. Fletcher?!?!"

Charlotte could feel Jason's body tense up, but this time, it wasn't from the sex. He was nervous and she needed to quickly relay the situation before he blew their cover. This was going to be challenging since she was still in a post-coitus daze, yet she was going to have to try her best. She gently, but firmly clenched onto Jason's wrist and spun her head around to look at his eyes. She then mouthed the words, "He's essentially blind. He can't see what's happening." Although perturbed by the situation, Jason merely nodded in acknowledgment

"H-hey Mr. Fletcher... I thought you were out of town taking care of your sister."

"Bah!--That woman's a hypochondriac! Has been her entire life."

"Oh... well, that's a relief."

"Anyway, are you working on your hand-eye coordination with this golf training?"

"O-oh, yes, sir."

This was now the third time Charlotte stood naked in front of Mr. Fletcher. But this experience was much different than the previous two -- she literally just finished having sex! Whats more, Jason was also standing naked behind her. This could really turn into a debacle if they didn't choose their words carefully. "Wait! Maybe he doesn't know Jason's there. Perhaps he could remain silent while she shooed Mr. Fletcher away." She Thought.

"Say, who's your friend?"

"Welp! There goes that plan!" Screamed Charlotte inside her head.

"U-umm... This is my boyf--I mean, my friend, Jason."

"Nice to meet you son. Put it there!"

Mr. Fletcher outstretched his arm, indicating he wanted to shake Jason's hand. Being naked himself, Jason hesitated for a moment, looking over at Charlotte for confirmation. Realizing there wasn't much to do, she merely gestured Jason over to Mr. Fletcher's hand. Jason then stepped out from behind Charlotte -- semi-erect dick and all -- and gradually outstretched his arm to grasp onto Mr. Fletcher's. Though Charlotte should've been more cognizant of her state of undress, she placed her hands behind her back as she peeked over at Jason's cock.

"You've got some sweaty hands, son! Are you that nervous to meet me?!" Said Mr. Fletcher with a hearty chortle.

"You caught me, Sir." Responded Jason with a chuckle.

"I like your honesty. Tell me, what's your relationship to the youngin' here."

Jason peered over at Charlotte, partially because he was unsure how to respond, and partially because he was surprised that he referred to her as "yougin'." Nevertheless, he had to think quick on his feet.

"Well, you see. Charlotte has been so busy with her workouts as of late, that I haven't seen her much. So I figured I'd tag along and help her with her putting."

"So, your her boyfriend?"

"Yes, that's right. Two years ongoing, Sir." Replied Jason a bit sheepishly.

Charlotte couldn't believe that Jason had the cojonas to pull off such a fabrication. But upon hearing it, she noticed the blushing in her cheeks. She quite liked this notion and could reasonably conclude that Jason reciprocated her bubbling feelings. She then picked up her putter and used the face to lift up Jason's penis. Jason's eyes bulged out of his head, unable to comprehend what was currently happening. Even though he just came, the stimulation combined with the fact that he was staring at Charlotte's gorgeous body made him moderately hard.

"Honestly, Jason's the best thing that's happened to me in these last two years."

Jason's eyes met hers, as she gave him a cute, reassuring smile. She then moved closer, took the club off his shaft and placed her hand there instead. She then slowly began to wank him with her left hand while she threw her right arm around his shoulder.

"You know, yougin'. I just thought of a way you two can spend more time together. I can design a couple's exercise regimen."

"Y-yes... absolutely."

With Charlotte rubbing Jason's cock, Jason outstretched his own arm to grab onto her breast.

"It'll take some time to figure out all the particulars, but how's next Wednesday sound?"

"That sounds great, Sir." Responded Jason as he plunged his hand towards Charlotte's vagina.

The two were now (carefully) wanking each other off -- right in front of Mr. Flectcher.

"I like your spunk, Son! I'll see you both next Wednesday, bright and early!"

As Mr. Fletcher took his leave, Charlotte and Jason continued pleasuring each other with their hands. Surprisingly, even though they just came minutes ago, the two of them synchronized their jizz once more. Jason's head tilted upward as he closed his eyes. After a brief moment, Charlotte tip-toed her fingers from Jason's cock, up his chest, along his neck, and finally resting on his chin. She then leaned into his body with her soft breasts and skin, letting him feel every part of her before saying...

"You know, Jason... I like your spunk, too."