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This is a follow up story to 'old Mrs Rhodes' and continues where that left off.
Exactly one month had passed since we bid 'Miss Rhodes' farewell and Betty opened herself up fully to me. In that time we had enjoyed a steady covert relationship. Sometimes able to spend an entire afternoon together taking our time with each other.
But most of the time it was a 'quicky' on the single bed in her spare room. We never did it in her double bed not even when Maria was out.
I understood it was out of respect for her husband's memory, it had been their bed.
Betty, I had discovered, was a very passionate lover. All that pent up frustration, need and desires, finally able to come out.
I was only 21, still very young and virile but Betty could almost wear me out, let me tell you...there is much to be said for experience. At 72 she knew exactly what to do with a young guy like me, it had started with her offering herself for me to use but ended up with me feeling like the 'used' one, I didn't mind of course, I loved it.
We stole every opportunity to do it. Even once Betty asking me if I wouldn't mind later popping round to change a light bulb for her? She couldn't reach you see....and this right in front of Maria, Betty had certainly got over the guilt part.
I did pop round later that evening. I was 5 minutes, all the time we needed. A new system for the quickies had been put in place.
We did it in the kitchen, Betty bent over a worktop or sometimes on all fours, cushions covering the hard floor. She would be fully clothed, skirt hitched up, panties pulled to one side. This way we could keep the front door unlocked to avoid suspicion, back in the kitchen well away from the front of the house we would have plenty of warning if someone came in, and all I had to do was pull my pants up. She loved this position, me from behind and had a thing for 'what if' we got caught, that danger element. She always came quick and hard, cursing and trying not to make too much noise, stifling a scream of pleasure, Betty was very vocal. It's such a turn on to hear a woman curse through intense pleasure, especially when they are so prim and proper and would never normally curse.
This new way of doing it had replaced the spare bed for quickies because of a particular incident that happened not long after Miss Rhodes disappeared, an incident which involved someone who was later to become very significant.....
Just finishing a session in the spare room, laying there on Betty panting, there came a frightening noise from downstairs!
The front door being tried, tried again then......loud knocking!
We'd never been disturbed before. Staring wide eyed into each other, holding breath. Betty suddenly snapped out of it, pushed me to the side and quickly got up
"I have to answer it!" She claimed in a desperate voice.
I was horrified, what if it was Maria? She would question why the door locked, and why were we both red faced and out of breath! Standing and quickly dressing I could hear Betty running down stairs as the door knocked again.
Was this it? Is this how it ended?
Relief washed over me as I heard Betty open the door and say
"Oh hello Kath.....erm.....i thought you were coming tonight?"
Silence then a quietly spoken voice
"Are you alright Betty? You look a bit flushed"
Betty replied she was ok and had just woken up from a snooze, the door knock had surprised her that was all.
They chatted for a few minutes then Kath left.
I remembered this Kath, she was Betty's best friend.
Going downstairs, Betty stood leant with her back to the front door, staring straight at me she took a deep breath then slowly let it out.
"Oh god John.....that was close"
Slowly regaining composure she stepped away from the door.
"Was she ok?.....I mean...you know, suspect anything?"
I asked.
Betty paused a second then replied thoughtfully
"No.....I don't think so"
It turned out later that Kath did indeed suspect something.....
Days later Betty needed to talk with me, about a 'personal matter of some importance' is how she'd put it. It sounded serious and I was worried she wanted to end things.
Fortunately I was wrong. Betty told me that Kath had suspected she was upto something and had 'got it out of her', all of it. Including who she was getting upto something with.
I was honestly quite shocked and a little angry at Betty, I always thought she was not the gossip type and could keep a secret.
However once I calmed down Betty explained why she'd told this particular friend, that's when things became very interesting indeed.
Kath.
Betty had been friends with Kath for many years, since c***dhood in fact, and they were best of friends.
Kath had been very supportive and caring when Betty lost her husband. She was still married but her husband was unwell with a heart condition and was in/out of hospital regularly.
Kath, Betty confided in me was a bit of a dark horse. She was prudish and quiet, well spoken and very shy.
I recalled meeting her once or twice and she had blushed and gone very quiet, only speaking to say a timid 'hello'. Although I did notice her sneaking a peek of me when she thought I wasn't looking, quickly looking away when I looked at her.
Well, apparently, although very quiet she had this deeper side to her that she kept hidden from all except Betty. According to Betty, she had been a bit of a nympho with hubby, always wanting it.
Now, in her older years (she was same age as Betty) and with her hubby not upto it, she had a rich and varied fantasy life which involved voyuerism and masturbation.
"She's got those.....you know..... vibrator things, lots of them, she's showed me some of them, even offered a couple to me!"
Betty spoke in a low confidential tone.
She told me about the porn videos and DVDs her friend had acquired. They'd been handed in by mistake at the charity shop where she worked in the back sorting out new donations.
Sneaking them home had been easy.
This was Kath's 'thing', to watch while using the vibrator or just her fingers to play with herself.
When our 'secret' was revealed, Kath had taken a great deal of interest in exactly what Betty had done with me. Asking lots of personal questions.
To which Betty replied in full, not holding anything back.
She admitted that it had turned her on describing what we got upto, even telling me it had got her wet watching Kath's obvious excitement.
"I bet she was moist too, by the time I'd finished"
Betty confided.
It had been exhilarating for Betty to tell her friend of this most secret liaison.
Next came assurances that Kath knew it was top secret and she could be trusted 100%. She was quiet, timid. Few friends and only one close friend.... Betty.
I felt more relaxed after our conversation, and something else.
While Betty told me, I had gotten hard. Listening to the bit where Betty had described Kath's very personal questions about me. Wanting to know every detail. And then her fetish.... watching.
The next week and a half were very interesting. Betty would talk about Kath all the time, apparently she wanted a blow by blow account of everything we did. It was clear she was 'getting off' on the sticky details of our affair.
Half way through that 2nd week of our new friend knowing what we got upto, Betty told me she would be starting a college night course on that following Tuesday Evevening, watercolor art. It would be Thursday evening aswel.
I would be taking her and bringing her back and, there was one more thing, Kath was doing the same course and would be hitching a ride with us......
My first thought was one of annoyance! Here we had a golden opportunity to have some fun in the car and now was spoilt by 'her' coming along.
What happened next was something so out of character for Betty that the thought never occurred to me, you have to understand that, although a complete slut in bed, on the surface she was the perfect lady, well mannered, well spoken etc. So for her to suggest this was a complete shock.
It was Betty's idea that we do it anyway, and Kath could watch!
Grinning from ear to ear as she took in my look of sheer surprise she said.
"I knew that would get you....I suggested it to Kath couple of days ago and she's up for it so...... it's up to you honey bunny"
Just like that. I couldn't believe what I was hearing, asking her to repeat it slowly, savouring every word, my face a picture of mischievous excitement, making Betty laugh as she tried to repeat the previous sentence.
That was it. It was all we talked about for the rest of that week and over the weekend.
None of us had done anything like this before so it was both exciting and a bit nerve wracking too.
I mean..... someone watching you? While pleasuring themselves? It didn't creep me out or anything, Betty neither but, it was just new I suppose.
As Tuesday drew near it did occur to me the obvious potential here for a proper threesome, the idea giving me a persistent and sometimes inconvenient hard on!
It was difficult to bring the subject up though, after all I was Betty's plaything and I might hurt her feelings if I suggested it.
As it turned out Betty read my mind during a conversation we had on the Monday night while discussing Kath.
Betty got on about a guys perfect fantasy...2 women to himself.
"I don't think she's like that though, too devoted to ray"
She said thoughtfully.
Then added
"Just likes to watch......wonder if she'll use one of those vibrators or her fingers?"
Feeling a little disappointed but not completely ruling the threesome out, I was happy for now with her just coming along.......and watching....and I didn't mind which she used.
The college and the lane.....
Tuesday evening finally came along. And boy was I nervous!
Our plan was to pick Kath up, she lived a couple streets away, then drop them both off at college for 6. Pick them back up again at 7.30, then go down a quiet country lane I knew of.
I had told Maria the course actually finished at 8 giving us at least a 30 minute window, plus traffic etc we could probably get away with 45 without attracting suspicion.
Betty came round to our house at 5.30, had a quick chat with Maria, fussed over baby Steven then joined me in the cavalier. Heading round to pick up Kath, she told me kind of what I already knew.
That her friend was very shy and nervous about the evening ahead, both in what we were going to do and the college course in fact, she confided, Kath got very nervous around groups of people so was probably more nervous of the art class, and was prone to a glass of wine or 2 to calm her nerves when faced with this situation.
Looking back now I think if it hadn't been for that wine she probably wouldn't have gone through with it. Amen for wine.
The pick up and drop off went smoothly. Kath did indeed act differently, more open, making eye contact more.
And I could smell a whiff of booze, she wasn't really tipsy or anything, but you could tell she'd had a drink.
Both ladies were casually dressed, this being an art class and not wanting to get paint all over their best clothes, Betty wore a knee length gypsy skirt and black blouse. Kath had a navy pleated skirt and grey cardy.
I did notice that Betty's legs were bare and Kath wore nylons, but couldn't tell if they were stockings or tights.
As I sat at home contemplating the return journey I thought about Kath.
A small mousy woman, hardly 5' tall, slim but some nice curves, quite pretty, small round face with a cute little nose. She wore glasses, collar length grey hair. Compared to Betty she was petite, small breasts but nice peachy bum. Her shyness I actually found to be a big turn on, it gave her a kind of innocent quality, however I knew of course, with what Betty had told me, that this little old lady was far from innocent.
I set off back to the college at 7.15. making an excuse to Maria about going for a little drive first, as it was quite early for the supposed 8pm pick up.
As I drove straight to college my mind was awash with anticipation, so distracted I actually ran a red light, causing an angry van driver to give me the horn.
Arriving just on time, my 2 ladies walked across the car park and got in, Betty in front passenger, Kath seated behind me.
Both in good spirits (particularly Kath) and pleased with themselves for having accomplished the first lesson.
I put the car in gear and set off for the lane. This place I was heading for was called dark lane, little more than a farm track a short distance out into the countryside, about 5 minutes drive from college, hardly anyone knew of it and even less used it.
Despite being close the journey their seemed to take forever.
Conversation dried up and an awkward silence descended upon the car interior.
Betty was the star of the show and quickly rescued what could have ended up being a disaster. She had a mischievous side, and used it now.
I noticed, as I drove, she kept looking back at Kath sat behind me. Then in a hushed voice directed at her friend she said
"Did you bring anything?....you know?"
I understood this to mean a toy, vibrator or dildo.
Silence from behind me but an acknowledgement from Betty, Kath must have shook her head as indicated by Betty's response
"Just your...."
I glanced at Betty as she wiggled fingers on her right hand.
A quiet timid voice from behind said
"Yes.....I was worried....you know....about bringing something to college with me"
Betty laughed, a raucous noise compared with those quiet soft spoken words.
"Yes I can see that would be embarrassing!"
She exclaimed.
Turning her attention to me, Betty leant over and slowly kissed my ear, then ran her tongue down my earlobe, I shuddered with the exquisite sensation. Attracting a giggle from Betty and Kath. She knew I loved my ears played with.
"We nearly there yet honey bunny?"
I glanced at her, grinning as I switched on the right indicator.
"We're here"
Dark lane ended approximately half a mile further on after a series of twists and turns. There was an entrance to a farmer's field and a small plot of spare ground that acted almost like an impromptu car park.
I turned around on this, reversing upto a hedgerow.
From this position, one could see for quite a long way if anyone else was coming. It was ideal.
Switching the engine off I turned my attention to Betty.
Unfastening the safety belt, turning to face her.
"Well......here we are"
Betty undid her belt and moved over to kiss me.
Her tongue sliding into my mouth.
Our tongues explored each other. While my hand wondered down to her ample breasts. Groping, feeling the nipples harden up through her blouse.
Betty's hand in my crotch exploring the growing bulge.
Our breath quickening, passion rising, I could feel the heat within her, pure lust.
Breaking off suddenly Betty took a deep breath and smiled warmly
"Oooh John.....it's been a long time since I've done this in a car"
As she spoke Betty glanced at Kath sat there in the back, watching.
I had been previously told by Betty to just act as though we were alone and let her 'get on with it'
Locking eyes with Kath just for a second, I could see already, she was enjoying our little show
Kath's left hand rested across her right breast. Her right hand in her lap. She held my gaze for a second then looked away at Betty. I recognised that look. Excitement.
Anticipation.
Not wanting to make her feel uncomfortable I tried not to keep looking, it was difficult.
Betty buried herself in my throat, licking, kissing, then went for my ear, sucking the earlobe.
She knew this was my soft spot, I drew in breath quickly, my hand wondering up her skirt.
Soft silky thighs, warmth, legs opening wider.
Lacy panties, my fingers probing underneath. Slick moist heat.
Now it's Betty's turn to react as I slip a finger in.
"Mmmmmm"
She moans softly as I finger her, our mouths lock again tongues writhing. Heart hammering away, I can't help but glance at our companion in the back.
She stares intently, sat in a reclining position, legs open, right hand up her skirt. As I feel Betty squirm, her breath coming quick through her nose, I notice that Kath is indeed wearing stockings, the skirt now hitched up high enough to see, Kath's arm is moving, quick, small jerks, shaking, she's doing it now, playing with herself while she watches her friend being fingered by a man young enough to be her grandson.
Focusing my attention back on Betty I concentrate my efforts on her clit, rubbing my thumb back and forth.
Curling my finger upwards inside her, it has the desired effect. A loud moan, muffled through my mouth. Her hips moving rythmicaly up and down, she's close already, I feel it too.
It's being watched, that's what's urging us on. Knowing she's watching, and enjoying it.
I can now hear her, in the back, barely audible above Betty's moans and heavy breath.
I can hear Kath's breathing, deep, regular. A soft moan escapes her lips.
I feel lost in a sea of exquisite sensation. Here iam down a country lane with 2 beautiful mature ladies, finger fucking one while the other looks on, pleasuring herself!
Moments later, and with a painful erection bulging the crotch of my jeans, Betty can take no more.
Breaking off our kiss and grasping my hand, stopping me. Giving me such a look of pure lust it makes my balls tingle.
"I want you"
Her breathless words not much more than a whisper.
I had done it with Maria many times in a car, it was never that easy or quick! We had worked out the best way was not the backseat but the front passenger seat.
I showed Betty how to slide her seat back, this would give me extra room to move in the footwel space. Getting out I walked round to Betty's side of the car, checking, as I did so for any sign of life down the lane, nothing, nobody about.
Opening the passenger door I was greeted with the inviting sight of Betty on her knees facing back towards Kath, long silver hair falling loosely down her back.
Getting in carefully I took up position behind her, knees resting on the seat.
Quickly undoing my pants, pulling them down then my underwear.
My cock sprang forth. Happy to be free at last!
Reaching under Betty's skirt, pulling it up, white lacy panties thrust down. This was it, I was about to fuck her while her friend watched.
Despite the advice of 'pretend she's not there' I could not help make eye contact with Kath as I plunged my stiff cock deep into Betty's pussy.
The shy timid lady had gone. Wether it was the wine or excitement I didn't know or care, she stared back into my eyes, alternating regularly between me and Betty.
As I fucked her friend hard and fast, Kath looked on, red-faced, breathing faster now. I couldn't see her hand as it disappeared underneath that hitched up skirt, her arm made those quick small movements, letting out a gasp I heard her whisper
"Oh god yes"
Her words spurring me on, I concentrated on Betty, who was already almost there, reaching forward I gathered up a handful of soft silver hair, pulling back, she loved her hair pulled like this.
Increasing rythum, pounding into her, listening to Betty's moans and gasps while glancing at Kath fingering herself in our backseat, it was all nearly too much, nearly.
Betty suddenly stiffened up, arching her back, whole body rigid, her moans and gasps now silenced in tense bliss, she was coming on my cock, I could feel it, the little pulses 'squeezing' me.
Seconds past, I stared right at Kath slumped in the backseat, her legs open wide, stocking tops showing, those little movements of her arm faster and faster.
She was staring wide eyed at Betty who's face I imagined, said it all.
She was watching her friend come.
"Oh.....oh......oh.....god yes.....yes..."
Kathy's panted words.
Suddenly Betty relaxed, her body shaking. A wetness on my balls, running down inside of my leg.
She let out a loud moan then cursed
"Oh my god......oh fuck YES!..... YES!"
Letting go of her hair I grabbed her hips tight, i couldn't hold back anymore.
Pounding into her, feeling the cum in my balls boiling, I focused on Kath in these final few seconds, wanting to look her in the eye as I came.
Kath too had reached the point of no return, her moans and gasps as loud as Betty's, her eyes locked with mine just as I started to cum, my rapid thrusts coming to a sudden stop .... I pushed forward hard, squirting a stream of cum deep into her friend, gripped with a powerful climax spasm.
I stared right into Kath, loving the feeling of her watching me.
Kath came in the backseat of our car, seconds later. Watching her friend getting fucked by a man 50 years her junior. There was no cursing just a lot of moaning, gasping which got louder and then like Betty before her the silence, her face screwed up, eyes closed tight. That sexy look of intense concentration. Her legs shaking, toes curling then
"Aaaaaagh"
As she came, betty, who had regained some composure, began coaxing her friend
"Oh yes...that's it sweetheart...you show him....show him what you can do"
She looked back over her shoulder at me
"Mmmmm I can feel that"
I was still going, pumping the last squirts of cum in her, she loved it, loved to feel me cum in her pussy.
Wiggling her hips enticingly, pushing back, squeezing me, coaxing every drop.
Looking back at Kath she told her what I was doing with a pleased, good about herself tone. In a quiet voice she explained how it felt, how she could feel it running down her legs. It seemed to me at the time she was almost bragging at what she'd made me do. There was an intensity to it.
Kath, calming down from her climax, just stared from me to Betty and back, taking it all in.
Presently she removed her hand from underneath the skirt, glistening fingers catching the light.
Staring at what she'd done for a moment, then slowly bringing the hand upto her mouth, opening and taking each finger in turn, sucking her own juices off!
She never looked away from me while doing it.
Holding her stare I realised this was not the shy old lady Betty had led me to believe....
That was the first time with Kath watching. Shortly after our fun, I spotted a tractor in the field, it was quite a ways off but slowly getting closer, also just about out of time we decided to go home.
Annoyingly I was up for a second round straight away, after listening to Betty talking to her friend and then watching Kath lick those fingers, I was getting hard again.
We cleaned up, there was a lot of cum that had dripped into Betty's panties, some had gone on the car seat, which would need to be properly and discreetly cleaned when I got back. Also Kath had a wet patch on the back of her skirt, hardly visible really but it freaked her out, she didn't want anyone to see it.
Our first time had been a success, all of us having fun together and not getting caught. As I watched TV later that night on the settee with Maria, my mind kept wondering back to Kath, the way shed looked at me...so intense. I knew there was a lot more to her. Betty had told me of this 'other' side to her, this fantasy side, obsession with porn, interesting.
As the weeks past and things progressed, Kath was about to come out of her shell.....
End of part 1. Part 2 to follow.
This is a follow up story to 'old Mrs Rhodes' and continues where that left off.
Exactly one month had passed since we bid 'Miss Rhodes' farewell and Betty opened herself up fully to me. In that time we had enjoyed a steady covert relationship. Sometimes able to spend an entire afternoon together taking our time with each other.
But most of the time it was a 'quicky' on the single bed in her spare room. We never did it in her double bed not even when Maria was out.
I understood it was out of respect for her husband's memory, it had been their bed.
Betty, I had discovered, was a very passionate lover. All that pent up frustration, need and desires, finally able to come out.
I was only 21, still very young and virile but Betty could almost wear me out, let me tell you...there is much to be said for experience. At 72 she knew exactly what to do with a young guy like me, it had started with her offering herself for me to use but ended up with me feeling like the 'used' one, I didn't mind of course, I loved it.
We stole every opportunity to do it. Even once Betty asking me if I wouldn't mind later popping round to change a light bulb for her? She couldn't reach you see....and this right in front of Maria, Betty had certainly got over the guilt part.
I did pop round later that evening. I was 5 minutes, all the time we needed. A new system for the quickies had been put in place.
We did it in the kitchen, Betty bent over a worktop or sometimes on all fours, cushions covering the hard floor. She would be fully clothed, skirt hitched up, panties pulled to one side. This way we could keep the front door unlocked to avoid suspicion, back in the kitchen well away from the front of the house we would have plenty of warning if someone came in, and all I had to do was pull my pants up. She loved this position, me from behind and had a thing for 'what if' we got caught, that danger element. She always came quick and hard, cursing and trying not to make too much noise, stifling a scream of pleasure, Betty was very vocal. It's such a turn on to hear a woman curse through intense pleasure, especially when they are so prim and proper and would never normally curse.
This new way of doing it had replaced the spare bed for quickies because of a particular incident that happened not long after Miss Rhodes disappeared, an incident which involved someone who was later to become very significant.....
Just finishing a session in the spare room, laying there on Betty panting, there came a frightening noise from downstairs!
The front door being tried, tried again then......loud knocking!
We'd never been disturbed before. Staring wide eyed into each other, holding breath. Betty suddenly snapped out of it, pushed me to the side and quickly got up
"I have to answer it!" She claimed in a desperate voice.
I was horrified, what if it was Maria? She would question why the door locked, and why were we both red faced and out of breath! Standing and quickly dressing I could hear Betty running down stairs as the door knocked again.
Was this it? Is this how it ended?
Relief washed over me as I heard Betty open the door and say
"Oh hello Kath.....erm.....i thought you were coming tonight?"
Silence then a quietly spoken voice
"Are you alright Betty? You look a bit flushed"
Betty replied she was ok and had just woken up from a snooze, the door knock had surprised her that was all.
They chatted for a few minutes then Kath left.
I remembered this Kath, she was Betty's best friend.
Going downstairs, Betty stood leant with her back to the front door, staring straight at me she took a deep breath then slowly let it out.
"Oh god John.....that was close"
Slowly regaining composure she stepped away from the door.
"Was she ok?.....I mean...you know, suspect anything?"
I asked.
Betty paused a second then replied thoughtfully
"No.....I don't think so"
It turned out later that Kath did indeed suspect something.....
Days later Betty needed to talk with me, about a 'personal matter of some importance' is how she'd put it. It sounded serious and I was worried she wanted to end things.
Fortunately I was wrong. Betty told me that Kath had suspected she was upto something and had 'got it out of her', all of it. Including who she was getting upto something with.
I was honestly quite shocked and a little angry at Betty, I always thought she was not the gossip type and could keep a secret.
However once I calmed down Betty explained why she'd told this particular friend, that's when things became very interesting indeed.
Kath.
Betty had been friends with Kath for many years, since c***dhood in fact, and they were best of friends.
Kath had been very supportive and caring when Betty lost her husband. She was still married but her husband was unwell with a heart condition and was in/out of hospital regularly.
Kath, Betty confided in me was a bit of a dark horse. She was prudish and quiet, well spoken and very shy.
I recalled meeting her once or twice and she had blushed and gone very quiet, only speaking to say a timid 'hello'. Although I did notice her sneaking a peek of me when she thought I wasn't looking, quickly looking away when I looked at her.
Well, apparently, although very quiet she had this deeper side to her that she kept hidden from all except Betty. According to Betty, she had been a bit of a nympho with hubby, always wanting it.
Now, in her older years (she was same age as Betty) and with her hubby not upto it, she had a rich and varied fantasy life which involved voyuerism and masturbation.
"She's got those.....you know..... vibrator things, lots of them, she's showed me some of them, even offered a couple to me!"
Betty spoke in a low confidential tone.
She told me about the porn videos and DVDs her friend had acquired. They'd been handed in by mistake at the charity shop where she worked in the back sorting out new donations.
Sneaking them home had been easy.
This was Kath's 'thing', to watch while using the vibrator or just her fingers to play with herself.
When our 'secret' was revealed, Kath had taken a great deal of interest in exactly what Betty had done with me. Asking lots of personal questions.
To which Betty replied in full, not holding anything back.
She admitted that it had turned her on describing what we got upto, even telling me it had got her wet watching Kath's obvious excitement.
"I bet she was moist too, by the time I'd finished"
Betty confided.
It had been exhilarating for Betty to tell her friend of this most secret liaison.
Next came assurances that Kath knew it was top secret and she could be trusted 100%. She was quiet, timid. Few friends and only one close friend.... Betty.
I felt more relaxed after our conversation, and something else.
While Betty told me, I had gotten hard. Listening to the bit where Betty had described Kath's very personal questions about me. Wanting to know every detail. And then her fetish.... watching.
The next week and a half were very interesting. Betty would talk about Kath all the time, apparently she wanted a blow by blow account of everything we did. It was clear she was 'getting off' on the sticky details of our affair.
Half way through that 2nd week of our new friend knowing what we got upto, Betty told me she would be starting a college night course on that following Tuesday Evevening, watercolor art. It would be Thursday evening aswel.
I would be taking her and bringing her back and, there was one more thing, Kath was doing the same course and would be hitching a ride with us......
My first thought was one of annoyance! Here we had a golden opportunity to have some fun in the car and now was spoilt by 'her' coming along.
What happened next was something so out of character for Betty that the thought never occurred to me, you have to understand that, although a complete slut in bed, on the surface she was the perfect lady, well mannered, well spoken etc. So for her to suggest this was a complete shock.
It was Betty's idea that we do it anyway, and Kath could watch!
Grinning from ear to ear as she took in my look of sheer surprise she said.
"I knew that would get you....I suggested it to Kath couple of days ago and she's up for it so...... it's up to you honey bunny"
Just like that. I couldn't believe what I was hearing, asking her to repeat it slowly, savouring every word, my face a picture of mischievous excitement, making Betty laugh as she tried to repeat the previous sentence.
That was it. It was all we talked about for the rest of that week and over the weekend.
None of us had done anything like this before so it was both exciting and a bit nerve wracking too.
I mean..... someone watching you? While pleasuring themselves? It didn't creep me out or anything, Betty neither but, it was just new I suppose.
As Tuesday drew near it did occur to me the obvious potential here for a proper threesome, the idea giving me a persistent and sometimes inconvenient hard on!
It was difficult to bring the subject up though, after all I was Betty's plaything and I might hurt her feelings if I suggested it.
As it turned out Betty read my mind during a conversation we had on the Monday night while discussing Kath.
Betty got on about a guys perfect fantasy...2 women to himself.
"I don't think she's like that though, too devoted to ray"
She said thoughtfully.
Then added
"Just likes to watch......wonder if she'll use one of those vibrators or her fingers?"
Feeling a little disappointed but not completely ruling the threesome out, I was happy for now with her just coming along.......and watching....and I didn't mind which she used.
The college and the lane.....
Tuesday evening finally came along. And boy was I nervous!
Our plan was to pick Kath up, she lived a couple streets away, then drop them both off at college for 6. Pick them back up again at 7.30, then go down a quiet country lane I knew of.
I had told Maria the course actually finished at 8 giving us at least a 30 minute window, plus traffic etc we could probably get away with 45 without attracting suspicion.
Betty came round to our house at 5.30, had a quick chat with Maria, fussed over baby Steven then joined me in the cavalier. Heading round to pick up Kath, she told me kind of what I already knew.
That her friend was very shy and nervous about the evening ahead, both in what we were going to do and the college course in fact, she confided, Kath got very nervous around groups of people so was probably more nervous of the art class, and was prone to a glass of wine or 2 to calm her nerves when faced with this situation.
Looking back now I think if it hadn't been for that wine she probably wouldn't have gone through with it. Amen for wine.
The pick up and drop off went smoothly. Kath did indeed act differently, more open, making eye contact more.
And I could smell a whiff of booze, she wasn't really tipsy or anything, but you could tell she'd had a drink.
Both ladies were casually dressed, this being an art class and not wanting to get paint all over their best clothes, Betty wore a knee length gypsy skirt and black blouse. Kath had a navy pleated skirt and grey cardy.
I did notice that Betty's legs were bare and Kath wore nylons, but couldn't tell if they were stockings or tights.
As I sat at home contemplating the return journey I thought about Kath.
A small mousy woman, hardly 5' tall, slim but some nice curves, quite pretty, small round face with a cute little nose. She wore glasses, collar length grey hair. Compared to Betty she was petite, small breasts but nice peachy bum. Her shyness I actually found to be a big turn on, it gave her a kind of innocent quality, however I knew of course, with what Betty had told me, that this little old lady was far from innocent.
I set off back to the college at 7.15. making an excuse to Maria about going for a little drive first, as it was quite early for the supposed 8pm pick up.
As I drove straight to college my mind was awash with anticipation, so distracted I actually ran a red light, causing an angry van driver to give me the horn.
Arriving just on time, my 2 ladies walked across the car park and got in, Betty in front passenger, Kath seated behind me.
Both in good spirits (particularly Kath) and pleased with themselves for having accomplished the first lesson.
I put the car in gear and set off for the lane. This place I was heading for was called dark lane, little more than a farm track a short distance out into the countryside, about 5 minutes drive from college, hardly anyone knew of it and even less used it.
Despite being close the journey their seemed to take forever.
Conversation dried up and an awkward silence descended upon the car interior.
Betty was the star of the show and quickly rescued what could have ended up being a disaster. She had a mischievous side, and used it now.
I noticed, as I drove, she kept looking back at Kath sat behind me. Then in a hushed voice directed at her friend she said
"Did you bring anything?....you know?"
I understood this to mean a toy, vibrator or dildo.
Silence from behind me but an acknowledgement from Betty, Kath must have shook her head as indicated by Betty's response
"Just your...."
I glanced at Betty as she wiggled fingers on her right hand.
A quiet timid voice from behind said
"Yes.....I was worried....you know....about bringing something to college with me"
Betty laughed, a raucous noise compared with those quiet soft spoken words.
"Yes I can see that would be embarrassing!"
She exclaimed.
Turning her attention to me, Betty leant over and slowly kissed my ear, then ran her tongue down my earlobe, I shuddered with the exquisite sensation. Attracting a giggle from Betty and Kath. She knew I loved my ears played with.
"We nearly there yet honey bunny?"
I glanced at her, grinning as I switched on the right indicator.
"We're here"
Dark lane ended approximately half a mile further on after a series of twists and turns. There was an entrance to a farmer's field and a small plot of spare ground that acted almost like an impromptu car park.
I turned around on this, reversing upto a hedgerow.
From this position, one could see for quite a long way if anyone else was coming. It was ideal.
Switching the engine off I turned my attention to Betty.
Unfastening the safety belt, turning to face her.
"Well......here we are"
Betty undid her belt and moved over to kiss me.
Her tongue sliding into my mouth.
Our tongues explored each other. While my hand wondered down to her ample breasts. Groping, feeling the nipples harden up through her blouse.
Betty's hand in my crotch exploring the growing bulge.
Our breath quickening, passion rising, I could feel the heat within her, pure lust.
Breaking off suddenly Betty took a deep breath and smiled warmly
"Oooh John.....it's been a long time since I've done this in a car"
As she spoke Betty glanced at Kath sat there in the back, watching.
I had been previously told by Betty to just act as though we were alone and let her 'get on with it'
Locking eyes with Kath just for a second, I could see already, she was enjoying our little show
Kath's left hand rested across her right breast. Her right hand in her lap. She held my gaze for a second then looked away at Betty. I recognised that look. Excitement.
Anticipation.
Not wanting to make her feel uncomfortable I tried not to keep looking, it was difficult.
Betty buried herself in my throat, licking, kissing, then went for my ear, sucking the earlobe.
She knew this was my soft spot, I drew in breath quickly, my hand wondering up her skirt.
Soft silky thighs, warmth, legs opening wider.
Lacy panties, my fingers probing underneath. Slick moist heat.
Now it's Betty's turn to react as I slip a finger in.
"Mmmmmm"
She moans softly as I finger her, our mouths lock again tongues writhing. Heart hammering away, I can't help but glance at our companion in the back.
She stares intently, sat in a reclining position, legs open, right hand up her skirt. As I feel Betty squirm, her breath coming quick through her nose, I notice that Kath is indeed wearing stockings, the skirt now hitched up high enough to see, Kath's arm is moving, quick, small jerks, shaking, she's doing it now, playing with herself while she watches her friend being fingered by a man young enough to be her grandson.
Focusing my attention back on Betty I concentrate my efforts on her clit, rubbing my thumb back and forth.
Curling my finger upwards inside her, it has the desired effect. A loud moan, muffled through my mouth. Her hips moving rythmicaly up and down, she's close already, I feel it too.
It's being watched, that's what's urging us on. Knowing she's watching, and enjoying it.
I can now hear her, in the back, barely audible above Betty's moans and heavy breath.
I can hear Kath's breathing, deep, regular. A soft moan escapes her lips.
I feel lost in a sea of exquisite sensation. Here iam down a country lane with 2 beautiful mature ladies, finger fucking one while the other looks on, pleasuring herself!
Moments later, and with a painful erection bulging the crotch of my jeans, Betty can take no more.
Breaking off our kiss and grasping my hand, stopping me. Giving me such a look of pure lust it makes my balls tingle.
"I want you"
Her breathless words not much more than a whisper.
I had done it with Maria many times in a car, it was never that easy or quick! We had worked out the best way was not the backseat but the front passenger seat.
I showed Betty how to slide her seat back, this would give me extra room to move in the footwel space. Getting out I walked round to Betty's side of the car, checking, as I did so for any sign of life down the lane, nothing, nobody about.
Opening the passenger door I was greeted with the inviting sight of Betty on her knees facing back towards Kath, long silver hair falling loosely down her back.
Getting in carefully I took up position behind her, knees resting on the seat.
Quickly undoing my pants, pulling them down then my underwear.
My cock sprang forth. Happy to be free at last!
Reaching under Betty's skirt, pulling it up, white lacy panties thrust down. This was it, I was about to fuck her while her friend watched.
Despite the advice of 'pretend she's not there' I could not help make eye contact with Kath as I plunged my stiff cock deep into Betty's pussy.
The shy timid lady had gone. Wether it was the wine or excitement I didn't know or care, she stared back into my eyes, alternating regularly between me and Betty.
As I fucked her friend hard and fast, Kath looked on, red-faced, breathing faster now. I couldn't see her hand as it disappeared underneath that hitched up skirt, her arm made those quick small movements, letting out a gasp I heard her whisper
"Oh god yes"
Her words spurring me on, I concentrated on Betty, who was already almost there, reaching forward I gathered up a handful of soft silver hair, pulling back, she loved her hair pulled like this.
Increasing rythum, pounding into her, listening to Betty's moans and gasps while glancing at Kath fingering herself in our backseat, it was all nearly too much, nearly.
Betty suddenly stiffened up, arching her back, whole body rigid, her moans and gasps now silenced in tense bliss, she was coming on my cock, I could feel it, the little pulses 'squeezing' me.
Seconds past, I stared right at Kath slumped in the backseat, her legs open wide, stocking tops showing, those little movements of her arm faster and faster.
She was staring wide eyed at Betty who's face I imagined, said it all.
She was watching her friend come.
"Oh.....oh......oh.....god yes.....yes..."
Kathy's panted words.
Suddenly Betty relaxed, her body shaking. A wetness on my balls, running down inside of my leg.
She let out a loud moan then cursed
"Oh my god......oh fuck YES!..... YES!"
Letting go of her hair I grabbed her hips tight, i couldn't hold back anymore.
Pounding into her, feeling the cum in my balls boiling, I focused on Kath in these final few seconds, wanting to look her in the eye as I came.
Kath too had reached the point of no return, her moans and gasps as loud as Betty's, her eyes locked with mine just as I started to cum, my rapid thrusts coming to a sudden stop .... I pushed forward hard, squirting a stream of cum deep into her friend, gripped with a powerful climax spasm.
I stared right into Kath, loving the feeling of her watching me.
Kath came in the backseat of our car, seconds later. Watching her friend getting fucked by a man 50 years her junior. There was no cursing just a lot of moaning, gasping which got louder and then like Betty before her the silence, her face screwed up, eyes closed tight. That sexy look of intense concentration. Her legs shaking, toes curling then
"Aaaaaagh"
As she came, betty, who had regained some composure, began coaxing her friend
"Oh yes...that's it sweetheart...you show him....show him what you can do"
She looked back over her shoulder at me
"Mmmmm I can feel that"
I was still going, pumping the last squirts of cum in her, she loved it, loved to feel me cum in her pussy.
Wiggling her hips enticingly, pushing back, squeezing me, coaxing every drop.
Looking back at Kath she told her what I was doing with a pleased, good about herself tone. In a quiet voice she explained how it felt, how she could feel it running down her legs. It seemed to me at the time she was almost bragging at what she'd made me do. There was an intensity to it.
Kath, calming down from her climax, just stared from me to Betty and back, taking it all in.
Presently she removed her hand from underneath the skirt, glistening fingers catching the light.
Staring at what she'd done for a moment, then slowly bringing the hand upto her mouth, opening and taking each finger in turn, sucking her own juices off!
She never looked away from me while doing it.
Holding her stare I realised this was not the shy old lady Betty had led me to believe....
That was the first time with Kath watching. Shortly after our fun, I spotted a tractor in the field, it was quite a ways off but slowly getting closer, also just about out of time we decided to go home.
Annoyingly I was up for a second round straight away, after listening to Betty talking to her friend and then watching Kath lick those fingers, I was getting hard again.
We cleaned up, there was a lot of cum that had dripped into Betty's panties, some had gone on the car seat, which would need to be properly and discreetly cleaned when I got back. Also Kath had a wet patch on the back of her skirt, hardly visible really but it freaked her out, she didn't want anyone to see it.
Our first time had been a success, all of us having fun together and not getting caught. As I watched TV later that night on the settee with Maria, my mind kept wondering back to Kath, the way shed looked at me...so intense. I knew there was a lot more to her. Betty had told me of this 'other' side to her, this fantasy side, obsession with porn, interesting.
As the weeks past and things progressed, Kath was about to come out of her shell.....
End of part 1. Part 2 to follow.
Gert
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