And kept widening it.But then I had a stroke of luck: a notice on a board in a pub I walked into. I didn't fancy my chances, but I called the number a...yway. The woman at the other end hesitated for a moment but then confirmed that the room was still available. I told her that I was coming over to check it out.The address, when I got there, turned out to be a brand new town house with a view of the river. I rang the bell and the door was answered by a woman who looked to be in her forties, with. And more importantly, two luscious young bare buttocks.I was so overwhelmed by the revelation that I actually heard myself gasp and chock up momentarily, alerting her of my presence."Oh! You scared me." Miranda jumped slightly in surprise, before taking her high heeled shoes off the old couch."Sweetheart," I said, as I entered the space and moved around my large table."Wow, she is so pretty." Miranda said while staring at one of the posters. "Who is she?" I'm not really sure," I lied, knowing. Covering her nudity."So you thought you'd come into the bathroom while I'm having a shower!" She spat."I needed to get some clothes........for Caley." I was absolutely rooted to the spot. I couldn't make my legs move.She opened the shower door and stepped out. She had the towel around her breasts trying to hide from me....but this just meant that the lower hem only just covered her arse and crotch. As she stepped out I got a great view of her shapely legs, glistening with water. I felt my cock. Her eyes closed to slits for a second as I saw both of her shoulders spring up and down. She huff-huff-huffed a little before settling back to a slower pace. This time I was the one who swallowed hard. I wondered whether women got off watching guys get themselves off. My eyes asked hers if she did, but the answer wasn’t clear. I’ve enjoyed a few videos of women pleasuring themselves; more than a few. Yet, I’d never asked Becky to do it for me. And here she was, and I was too stubborn to watch..