Then went back and opened the car door for Jean, but she wasn’t moving, she just sat and stared. Jean’s father came out and on seeing me standing ...n his drive, demanded to know what the fuck I wanted. Then he saw that I was lifting his daughter from the car and came to help me. Between us we carried her inside and placed her on a sofa in the lounge. ‘That bastard she went out with tonight attacked her,’ was all I could think of to say. ‘How do we know you didn’t do this?’ Jean’s mother. Lol... Once she'd gotten over the shock of my unannounced arrival, she slipped her hand back down the front of her skirt, started to rub herself over her panties, letting me watch. I just sat there on the end of the sofa, enjoying the view, I started to inch closer, hoping she wouldn't stop or tell me to back off. I then put my hand onto her leg, it felt so smooth as I started to run my hand up from her ankle to her knee, slowly pushing her skirt higher and higher. As I got nearer to her. After a minute or two I told her I couldn’t find anything. She didn’t smell bad either which was a sign that there was nothing there. But I had one last feel round with the glove off just in case I couldn’t feel it properly through the latex, and confirmed that there was nothing up there. Gill thanked me for helping her and said it was nice to have someone she could trust.We went back downstairs and Kath had opened some more wine. So we had a few more glasses, and then Gill went upstairs to the. ”“Big women aren’t sexy,” she laughed.“I know one that is and we’d better go. I may attack you before we swim,” I told her.“Does that mean I’m going to get attacked as we swim or after?” she laughed as we walked out the door and started down the long hill to the cove.“Which would you prefer?” I teased her.“I’ve never made it in the water, attack me there and let me feel this monster eel you have dangling between your legs.”“Be careful what you ask for. I’ve fantasized about you for years and.