"She continued, "Do you know, that in the five years since I divorced that waste of space of an ex-husband of mine, I have only had three men and none...of them for very long. I think the longest was about two months. So I need a lot of good fucking as well. I might even be looking for a fuckbuddy. Do you fancy that?"Tim replied, "All I can say is, that felt great and if sex is like that, let's go for it. The only things I am a bit concerned about are, well, your my best friend's mother and you. Living on my own and not really bothered by relationships, I'd turned to self satisfaction. When the mood took me I dressed up as a woman I called Brenda and pleasured myself. I was smooth shaven and I went the whole way - wig, make up, lipstick - and always dressed in a basque and stockings and suspenders under an indecently short mini dress. Brenda was always a slut!One late afternoon, after we'd met and I was driving him home I found that I needed to pee. Badly! There were no toilets in the. (At this point, I was slowing down in my progress, since Helen was giving me quite a senior show). The job was finished, and I asked if there was anything else I could do. She smiled, and parted her robe even more, saying "What would you say if I was to take off my robe?" I looked her in the eyes, and replied "Helen, it's up to you - but, don't display what isn't available!" She stood up immediately, and did as she offered. Her robe was quickly on the bathroom floor, and she stood as she was. It was yellow and had 2 layers. The outer layer was see-through and the under layer was quite sheer too. Together, they provided some form of cover. They sat facing each other with legs up on the bench seat, knees bent. Rob could see that Jan hadn't bothered to put on any underwear and he was getting a great upskirt from her. Her pink nipples were quite obvious through the dress. He got them some beers and they sat there talking, pleased with their efforts. Rob suggested that they head.