That up" waving her hand at my c***, I was still rock hard and picked up my underwear puling them up, I stood there very obviously still hard, She sat...there and looked up at me, her face beet red and wearing only a pair of pants and a t-shirt, She obviously had no bra on and her nipples were rock hard.She looked at me and put her hands up, she said 'I am so sorry, I didn't think you were here, You were supposed to be at work, I asked my daughter and she said you wouldn't be home till supper", I. I apologised and stuck with the original story I gave. She told me she believed me, I knew she didn’t though. I felt pretty awkward afterwards but she kept up with her usual flirty behaviour and the awkwardness went away. A few hours into the day Lesley went for her break. She disappeared upstairs for a while before coming back. When she reappeared something was different. She had changed her trousers, she was now wearing a pair of very tight, wet look black jeans. I acted as if I hadn’t. And she was alone for the whole day which I took as an hint. I fixed the problem and I was about the leave but she insisted to have a tea or coffee. So I sat without wasting time. She told her about her and we chatted. To tell you about this woman. She was 40 year old woman and mother of two kids.They were in their place back home. She had good height and I was shorter to her. Nice ass and good boobs maybe 34 size. She asked as I was about to leave as why I looking at her at the café. I said I. But the noise stopped after 5 minutes. I felt somewhat relaxed and tried to distract myself from the thought about the guys behind me. My thought slowly shifted to the couple in the next coupe. Thinking about strangers having sex right next to me, was exciting. I pictured about the couple how they would have gone about it. I couldn’t think about the faces but the moans and the noise got me excited.One by one step was passing as images in my mind. It was getting wet for me, down there. I,.