Good Neighbours?

Everybody likes to feel that the house they live in, is their home. Mine is no different. I moved for some peace and quiet and for a space to run my business. Where are we? An isolated, semi detached former farm worker's cottage. Victorian red brick with two bedrooms. Big enough, as it is just me. Half a mile from the nearest village and five miles from our local town. What was the tipping factor? The previous owner had built an art studio, in the garden. Fully fitted out with electricity and plumbing, a basin and toilet. I'm not an artist. I was interested in turning it into a work out space. The first thing I did was add a shower.

I had better explain. My name is Josie. I joined the army at 18 and left after just over twenty years. I was a physical training instructor. I worked my way up the rank structure. This meant that when I left, I received a good lump sum and a reasonable pension. Not enough to live on but a good top up. I set up a personal training business. I also do some shifts as a lifeguard, at the local leisure centre.

I was able to choose where and how I lived. Not who I lived next door to. I had visited several times before buying. Nobody had been in next door. The property agents thought that two women lived there but couldn't confirm it. I assumed, that heavy metal fans wouldn't want to be this isolated. I hoped it would be quiet. In the army, you live cheek by jowl with loads of people. Now I had the choice, I sought peace.

The agents had been correct. My neighbours were two women, mother and daughter. They were not what I was expecting. I introduced myself as the removal men, shifted my stuff into the house. Chloe, the mother had grown up in south west London. Her parents were originally from Barbados. She had moved down, after getting a job with a pharmaceutical company, with offices in a local business park. At 40, a little younger than me. The daughter Amanda, had just finished sixth form and was taking a year out. She was weighing up going to university, or starting work. She had a job in shoe shop on Saturday. Another as a waitress in a cafe, two days a week.

Everything seemed normal, for the first few days. Chloe would head off to work each day at 8.30. Smart business suit and off in her blue sports car. Back at about 6 each evening. I talked over the fence to Amanda, if she was there during the day. On the Thursday of my first week, this all changed. I was in my studio, doing some stretching, after a client had left. Chloe strode out into the garden totally naked. I'm no prude. You get used to communal showers, toilet humour and all sorts of other things, in the army. I was still a bit shocked, to see it from my back garden. I don't think she saw me at first. She had a long tall glass in her hand. She walked down the garden, sipping as she went.

I stood up. The movement caught the corner of Chloe's eye and she turned to me and waved. Was she oblivious to her nudity, of did she just not care. I closed and locked the studio and walked over. There isn't much you can hide behind a chain link fence.

"Hi. Sorry if I shocked you. From what you told me when you moved in and what Amanda has told me, I guessed you wouldn't be shocked."

"Just a bit surprised. It doesn't bother me."

"Great. You wouldn't believe it. The little old lady who lived here, had the studio put in. She caught me out here one day and asked to paint me. She had never married. I think it excited her, seeing me naked but she never said so. I don't suppose it was the done thing in her day. The house has been empty for ages, so I just carried on."

"I suppose it suits you being out here in the middle of nowhere."

"Not entirely. Yes, I have the freedom to walk around like this. I like to party and it isn't great for that. You can't have everything."

"What does Amanda think?"

"That I'm too old to flash everything I've got."

"Looks good to me."

A brief description might help. She is above average height, a couple of inches taller than my 5' 6. Braided and beaded hair, maybe extensions, down to the middle of her back. Smooth brown skin. No signs of the sort of crows feet I have, round my eyes. Good sized breast, drooping slightly with really big areola and small nipples. Slightly round stomach and dark curly pubic hair. Her bum and thighs slightly chunky but not out of proportion.

Some comparison. I think she was wearing better than me. Life in the forces can be hard. I have short dark hair, almost a male short back and sides. A throwback to my army days. No breasts to speak of. Pectoral muscles with a bit of extra flesh and dark pink nipples. She could probably see them through my gym top. You will have probably seen the sort of bottom half of me, in most gyms. Women with well built calves and quads. A lot of them take supplements, steroids and maybe more. They end up with a package in their pants, most men would be proud of. In my case this is entirely natural, just a big clit. I used to try and hide it. Working out in baggy shorts, swimming costumes which disguised it. I don't bother anymore. I've met more women than men who were turned on by it. It was currently on show to Chloe, through my Lycra shorts.

"Likewise. You don't look to be wearing much more than me. I've got to go, Amanda is cooking dinner. Come for a drink tomorrow at 7. She replied"

On Friday, I only had a couple of clients, both had gone by 4. Amanda was sat on a garden chair drinking tea. I walked over to try and find out more. Both about Chloe and the previous occupant of my house.

I probably wasn't looking my best. Hot and sweaty. I think I'd only talked to her, when I'd been wearing outdoor clothes. She was definitely checking out the nipples and clit.

"How much do you know about the lady who lived here?"

"A fair bit. I know she painted mum in the nude. Mum wasn't the only one. I think she was fairly well known. She used to teach at the local college and had exhibitions. She only painted women. My room is the back one, up there. It looks down in to your studio. Sometimes when the models left she would stay there and stick her hand in her pants. She had to be 80."

"Good for her. I suppose I have to be careful if you are watching. Chloe says you aren't keen on her being naked."

"Its more than that. She doesn't have any shame. She strips off when she gets in from work. She'll sit around drinking vodka, no modesty, fanny in full view."

"I hope she's not expecting me to do that this evening."

"No, we've got snacks and drink in. She can behave, when she wants to."

"Not your thing getting naked?"

"Not really. I don't know where she gets that from. None of the rest of our family does it. Gran is baptist, really strict. I think mum just rebelled against it. She got pregnant with me just after graduating from university. No idea who my dad is. Gran was furious. We don't go back much. Christmas and birthdays is about it. The old lady asked me to pose. I turned her down. I did flash her my tits and ass a couple of times, from here and my bedroom."

"Maybe, I should be watching you. Got to go. I need to get out of this sweaty gear. See you at 7."

Oh well, more knowledge stored up. The previous resident an 80 year old, masturbating, closet lesbian.

As I may have mentioned. I'm no stranger to naked females. Some of my clients will just strip off and change in the studio. Others use the walled off bathroom. I'm guessing Amanda will get the odd eyeful. There is no real room for modesty, in the army. In basic and trade training I lived in a barrack room. Eight beds, each with a locker next to it. The toilets had doors but the showers just cubicles, without curtains. A lesbian or voyeurs dream existence. Back when I signed up, homosexuality wasn't allowed in the services. That isn't to say it there weren't any. I would say about 1/3 of all the women I met, were lesbian. Some of the other's dabbled. Having relationships, even heterosexual ones, wasn't easy. There were rules about no touching on camp and fraternisation between ranks. Sex within the barrack block was, for most, an easier option. The higher ranks just turned a blind eye. Some of the female officers were actually involved. With promotion came single rooms and more privacy. Not that sex didn't happen in the communal rooms.

I had my share of experience. Some good, some indifferent. Some male some female. My relationships are driven by personality and attraction, rather than sexual preference. My only serious affair, was later in my career. A mid ranking officer, which lasted a couple of years. Wrong on both counts, lesbian and between ranks. I was only a sergeant. She was amazingly pretty. She got posted overseas. That ended things. I decided at that point, to get on the housing ladder, as preparation for my discharge. So many of the people I served with, got to the end of their time, with nowhere to go. Where I was now, was my second house.

I showered and put on something comfortable. I'm not a dresses type. Trousers, shirt and slip on shoes. A quick rub with a towel to dry my hair. At least I smelled a lot better than I did, when I talked to Amanda. I picked up a bottle of red wine from the kitchen and went next door. I handed the bottle to Chloe as she led me to the lounge. A mirror image of my house. A lot more furniture, pictures and ornaments than in my place. You get use to not accumulating things in the army, as you move about so much. A variety of snacks were set out in bowls, on a low coffee table. She and Amanda looked like vodka was their thing. I went for the wine. Spirits give me a bad head.

"I gather Amanda gave you the full biography and a bit about Gertrude the painter."

"She sounded like an interesting woman."

"It was a bit of a shame. I think she would have had a great time, if she could have let herself go a bit. I heard her orgasm a few times, when I was stood in the kitchen, with the window open. It's not that far to the studio."

"I'll have to remember that. I tend to do that in bed, rather than at work."

"I wish she did." Amanda said.

Vodka talking, frustration or even anger?

"Little miss here, doesn't like me masturbating in the lounge."

"Not when I'm sat there watching TV."

I couldn't help laughing. I apologised.

"We've only just met. I don't want to sour things. Change of subject. Have you decided on Uni or work?"

"Not yet. It's looking like work at the moment. I like being here and there are a couple of possible openings I'm looking at but nothing certain."

I think Amanda was tucking away more vodka than I'd noticed. She started nodding off, so she went up to bed.

"Is Amanda really uptight about your nudity and masturbation?"

"It is a bit of a put on, for attention. She is a bit sneaky. She watches out of the corner of her eye. She probably told you she flashed Gertrude. Not entirely true. She stood in the window and shoved a vibrator in her pussy. Gertrude told me the next day."

"What about you? Not much to tell. I got pregnant early. Actions and consequences as my mum keeps telling me. I enjoyed talking to Gertrude. It was a bit strange, talking about women's bodies, in such a matter of fact way. I offered to get her off but she wouldn't hear of it. She looked, often stared. On long modelling sessions, me and I think the others would take a break and use the toilet. It wasn't walled off like you have it. She had a twinkle in her eye."

"Nothing more our age?"

"A few short term things after early hours clubbing. Mum wanted me to marry settle down get married and have more kids. She would have had a fit seeing what I got up to."

"Go on. It will take a lot to shock me."

"I gave up on blokes after Amanda was born. I've mostly been concentrating on work. I'm doing fine. All the clubbing was with women. That doesn't go down well in our family. Too religious."

"My only real relationship was with a cute army officer. She went overseas. I've been tempted by some of my clients but that isn't good for business. I haven't been out for ages. I spent months looking for a suitable house. Now I'm here, I don't know much beyond the leisure centre in town."

"We need to go clubbing. I'll show you round. Next weekend any good for you?"

"Why not. I could do with blowing out some cobwebs. Is Amanda up for clubbing?"

"I ask her but she never does. She's never brought anyone back, male or female. Like I said, sneaky and keeps things to herself. All I know is that she gets herself off in her room. She's thinks she's being quiet. She isn't."

We made a date for the following Saturday. Taxi into town. A few bars and a club.

I kept an eye on the back of the house over the week. I changed in the studio, wondering if Amanda was watching. I talked to Chloe over the fence as she paraded round the garden. The previous large bush, now shaved down to a small strip.

"Hoping to get lucky at the weekend?" I said pointing.

"Sometimes you just need a bit more than a wank."

"Know what you mean. That's been it for ages. I'm hoping for something."

I slid down my Lycra shorts. I've been having my legs and everything else waxed for ages. She'd probably got the idea, from what I wore. This was the first time anyone else had seen what I had, for a while.

"That looked impressive in your shorts and leggings. It's fucking amazing out of them. Can I?"

She reached her hand over the fence. I walked up to her. She felt my clit between her index finger and thumb.

"Maybe I shouldn't show you the club scene. Want to stay in?"

"I need a night out but we can always come back. Not everyone is keen on it. It took me ages to come to terms with it sticking out like that."

"You can stick it out at me, anytime. I think Gertrude would have broken all her rules, looking at that."

I laughed. Not much to show but I took off my top. The ice was well and truly broken. On days when it was warm enough, the two of us would sit or walk naked around the gardens naked. Only Amanda would see. I caught sight of her a couple of times. Not naked with a vibrator has she had been for the artist but clearly watching. Masturbating? Difficult to tell.

On Saturday night we got dressed up, in our finery. A sparkling red and black dress for Chloe. Smarter than usual trousers and a red silk blouse for me. I even wore some heels, unusual for me. A clutch bag for me a shoulder bag for her. The taxi arrived at 8 and dropped us off in town about twenty minutes later. I had walked the high street, when I did shifts at the leisure centre. I'd even been into a few of the shops. This was my first venture into anything else.

Chloe, as the seasoned hand, took the lead. A nice bar, no TV or gaming machines. Just a bar, bar stools, tables and club chairs, nice lighting. Even though it was early there were quite a few people in. A lot of couples. A few young blokes, too young for me and of no interest to Chloe. A group of women, early drinks before hitting a club, we thought. I was taking things easy. I couldn't keep up with Chloe in the drinking stakes. White wine spritzer for me vodka and tonic for her. A couple of the young women looked promising prospects. However, they left as a group. It was just nice to be out and having any sort of social life.

The next bar was a bit more lively louder music people trying to make themselves heard. I guy came up and stroked my ass as we stood at the bar.

I swung round. Nice looking, tall and with slightly effeminate look.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. Not my type."

He paid for our drinks by way of apology. That wasn't the first time I'd been groped by a gay bloke. The short hair and lack of tits meant it happened occasionally. Chloe thought it was hilarious.

"You should have gone with him. Your clit is probably bigger than his dick."

Wine almost sprayed out of my nose. I coughed and spluttered. Nowhere to sit. One of the pillars had a table top around it. We put our drinks down and scanned the room. I love people watching. A young drunk guy, trying to hit on the hottest woman in the place. She being not remotely interested. They guy who groped me, had finally managed to identify the correct gender. Two women, who looked as if they had started drinking at lunchtime. A woman wandered over.

"Not seen you out in a while Chloe."

"Showing my neighbour the hot spots of town. Josie, this is Yvonne. She works in the building next to ours. You need to watch her. She's always on the hunt but she prefers them younger. If she can't find one, she'll be back."

"Pleased to meet you."

"See you at the club later?" She asked.

Chloe nodded.

"Somewhere I should know about?"

"You'll see. We'll head there when we've finished these. Yvonne will prowl around for a while yet."

After leaving, we walked down a side street. It didn't look too promising. Not too well lit. A nondescript door with a numeric keypad. Chloe pushed in a code and the door opened. The walls, ceiling and carpet all red. At the end of the corridor a woman behind a counter, cloakroom?

"Long time no see. A new friend?"

"Next door neighbour. Strips naked, huge clit."

I jabbed her ribs. The woman eyed me up and down and blew me a kiss. I was getting the picture. Not just a nightclub as in disco. A private members club. Chloe led me inside. Pretty plush, expensive looking furniture. It was a lot bigger than you would think, from the entrance. We were far from the only people in. At least thirty, all women. Ages from what looked like late twenties to about sixty. We sat in a corner booth. A waitress came over.

"Vodka and tonic and...." She asked.

"White wine spritzer please."

"Thanks Zoe. How's Kate?"

"Fine. Staying home tonight. I'll pass on your regards."

She returned a couple of minutes later with the drinks. As we drank, Yvonne, tall, blonde and about our age, came in. Holding her hand, the hot woman from the bar we had been in. About half our age. Long flowing brown hair, brown eyes and lovely figure. No wonder the drunk guy didn't stand a chance.

"Guessing she's straight. She won't be after a night with Yvonne."

The two of them sat on a table about ten feet away. Yvonne's arm around the woman's shoulder. They weren't the only ones starting to make out. Directly across from us, a young woman, sat on the knee of someone about her own age, hand inside the woman's blouse, fondling a breast. To the left of them a small stage. Some music surrounded us. A woman stepped onto the stage, two large feathered fans, preserving her modesty. A few minutes of burlesque performance. At the end of which the fans waved above her head. Her nipples and pussy hidden by red sequins. She waggled her bare bum as she left the stage, to a round of applause.

"How the hell is there a place like this, in such a small town." I asked.

"No idea. I'm just glad there is. Yvonne introduced me.

A second after she finished speaking a woman with short spiky ginger hair jumped onto Chloe's lap. Kissing her hard on the lips.

"Who's the cute, butch brunette. Going to share?"

"Josie, this red haired hussy is Tessa. Come back another night and she'll be on stage, flashing everything she's got. Take her back tonight, if you can't wait."

She slid between us, placing her right hand behind my head pulling me towards her lips. She nibbled my tongue. Her left hand up inside the silk seeking my right nipple. I exhaled into her mouth. Chloe whispered something to her. Her hand slid down my stomach and across the fabric of my trousers. She refused to release my lips. Her hand rubbing my clit. The fabric of the cloth slightly rough. I did nothing to stop her. Nobody else had given me an orgasm for a while. I'd never had one anywhere like this. I was strictly a bedroom woman. Well, I was until now. I had to pull her hand away. I groaned into her mouth. I looked at Chloe.

"Did you plan this?"

"No. I didn't know she would be here. She's like that with most of us. At least the wet patch won't show too badly."

"Is it like this all of the time?"

"Normally only at the weekend. Midweek I'm flashing my pussy and ass to half a dozen." Tessa said.

Yvonne walked past on her way out, her hand on the young woman's ass. I wondered what she was in for, if the comments I'd heard, were to be believed. I wasn't the only recipient. The woman sitting on the lap of her friend, now had a hand up her skirt and was writhing madly. Zoe walked over, a tray in hand. She put down a vodka and tonic, wine spritzer and a tequila sunrise. She grabbed Tessa's hand, licked her fingers and walked away.

"Shit, is anything out of bounds here?" I asked.

"Not much. You're Zoe's type. She wouldn't have done that for me. Her girlfriend Kate is androgynous. It depends how open you are to sharing." Chloe answered.

"No idea. I've only ever been monogamous. Anything else has never been an option. I've had enough trouble finding one partner, let alone two."

"You have now, if you want to. Taking me home, you two?" Tessa questioned.

"Down to you. Amanda's home so it would have to be your place. Especially as Tessa would want her to join in. Not sure I want a foursome with my daughter."

I stood up. The two of them followed me. Would I regret this? At the moment, I didn't care. We walked to the taxi rank. I'd been expecting an early morning finish, head pounding from loud music. Instead it wasn't even midnight, it had been quiet and I'd had a orgasm, with at least my two companions and a waitress seeing it. We had to wait about ten minutes but the trip back was uneventful. No lights on at Chloe's. I paid the taxi and I showed them inside.

"Anyone want a drink?"

They declined. Instead, Chloe began to strip off. Down to bra and pants. She pulled me close and kissed me before pulling my top over my head. Behind me Tessa was pulling down my trousers. My briefs were going with them. Tessa reached round me and yanked Chloe's thong down. Chloe knelt, then lay down on the rug. Tessa guided me to kneel over her, aiming my clit at Chloe's mouth, looking down at her feet. I could hear Tessa undressing behind me. I'd still not got a good look at her in decent lighting. She nibbled on my earlobe,

"Amanda's at the back window."

She moved down to Chloe's side, pushing her meaty thighs up. I grasped her legs, pulling them up and spreading them wide. I know that Amanda had seen Chloe masturbating, had she ever seen this, spread wide and open. I looked at the now naked Tessa. How old? Not very, was my guess. Firm looking and pointy breasts. Bigger than mine but that wouldn't be hard. A good handful. Like another redhead I'd been with, very pale, almost indiscernible nipples. A sparse, red pubic triangle, the hint of a neat slit below. Looking at her, spreading Chloe's legs and having my clit and pussy licked, I could feel the familiar approach.

"Holy fuck."

The second of the night. Tessa smiled and began licking the open pussy before her. Sounds of the sloppy hole filled my ears. I leant forward for a better view, letting go of Chloe's legs. They stayed in place. The ginger mop lifted, she stuck her thumb in her mouth. I couldn't see but it looked as if she pushed it into Chloe's ass. The index finger of her other hand inserted into the upper surface of Chloe's vagina, seeking her G spot the thumb on her clit. Chloe's hands pushed my ass off her face. Her knees snapped together, trapping Tessa's hand.

"Uh, uh, uh, uh."

She shuddered for more than a minute.

"Dirty bitch. Putting stuff in my ass with no lube."

"Only a little thumb. Compared to what normally goes in there, nothing."

I lifted my knee and knelt beside her. Tessa removed her hand. I looked up. No sign of our audience outside the window. Chloe decided she'd had enough for one night. Or was she being discrete and leaving Tessa with me. Whichever it was, she put on her shoes, picked up her thong dress and bag and went next door, just wearing her bra, saying,

"See you tomorrow."

"OK, if I stay over? Where's the bedroom?"

"Fine. Can I ask, how old are you?"

"Twenty one."

"Shit."

"I don't mind getting off with older women. What's your problem with it?"

"It's just not something I'd thought about. How did you know that it was Amanda watching?"

She told me that she was a regular at the coffee shop, where Amanda works. She had tried to pick here up several times, but had been turned down. I told her about the flashing to Gertrude and that watching and selected exposure might be her thing. Tessa had asked a few of her mates, not used to being turned down, I suppose. Amanda had apparently been fucked by a couple of guys but nothing recent.

"I'm going to keep trying. She had a really hard fit body, like yours. Besides, she's now had a close up view of my anus. That should tip it in my favour."

"It must be your turn, you got both of us off. Time for bed. Just don't think about sticking anything in my ass without lube. I've not done it for a while."

As we ascended the stairs and entered the bedroom, I told her about my army major. She was really in to anal. None of my girlfriends since then were in to it at all. In fact, it was strictly off limits, giving or receiving.

"How do you know about Chloe?"

"We've hooked up loads of times. I'm getting a bit old for Yvonne. Chloe was a shoulder to cry on. She's really kind and caring. It went on from there. She's not been out for a while. It was good to see her at the club. She likes it in the ass. With a bum her size, it makes sense. You're tiny in comparison. I'll try you later."

"Confident little thing aren't you? What about Yvonne. Chloe said she worked in the building next to her."

"She doesn't just work there, she owns it. She's loaded. Lives in a mansion. That young girl will be whimpering by now. Not only rich but amazing. She could get an orgasm out of a stone."

I pulled a bottle of lube from my bedside cupboard putting it on top. Telling her to go easy. For now, it was her turn. A bit like riding a bike, you don't forget, no matter how long you have been away. However, there are always variables, not everyone likes the same things. What were hers'. Thinking back to the club she definitely liked kissing and my nipple. I lay on top of her, kissing her lips, cheeks and neck. I breathed hard against her earlobe. Stroking a hand along her body, her right breast under my fingers. Her nipple, although small, became hard and wrinkled. I reached out and took hold of the lube. If she went straight for Chloe's ass, she would be probably be alright with me doing it to her. My nipples too were hard. They grazed her body as I moved down. I kissed slowly back and forth across her stomach, running my tongue into her belly button. I stroked my fingers down the outside of her thighs. My chin reached her pubic hair. Soft, and not at all dense, wavy rather than Chloe's tight curls.

She spread her legs. The hint I had got of her neat pussy was confirmed. Just a neat slit, unlike me, a well hidden clit. She was already wet. I tasted her pussy, sweet and slightly salty, nice. I began lapping up and down. I poked my tongue inside her, she felt tight. I applied my lips and began rubbing and sucking. She pulled her legs higher. An invitation? I squirted some lube onto my fingers and rubbed her anus. She let out what sounded like a growl. I pushed in my index finger, working it gently in and out.

"Aaaaaah."

I obviously did something she liked. The pulsing of her anus ceased. I inserted a second finger and continued to lick and suck. She continued to cum and cum, five, six, seven.

"Oooooh. Stop, stop, enough."

I pulled out my fingers and ran my tongue around and inside her anus. She shook. I slid back up her body, kissing her lips and sticking my tongue into her mouth.

"You dirty bitch. That's just been in my ass."

She chuckled, definitely not bothered about what I'd done. I rolled off her. We lay on our backs staring at the ceiling. My lips, tongue and jaw were aching. Looking over, her chest was rising and falling, breathing heavily. I reached down and pulled the duvet over us. The lube bottle clattered to the floor. I'd find it in the morning. I kissed her cheek.

"Good night."

She just let out a sigh. In the morning, I woke late. I'm normally an early bird. It was nearly 10. Tessa was gone. Not in the bathroom. Downstairs, she was lounging on the sofa, naked, with a cup of tea. I went to the kitchen to make myself some coffee. When I sat down, she spoke.

"You'll do. Nearly as good as Yvonne and a lot more stamina than Chloe."

"Is that all I get as a compliment, You'll do."

She just smiled. I had to admit, it had been a great night. I'd missed the physical contact and the thrill of creating pleasure for someone else. Masturbation is alright for getting relief but it lacks any emotional connection.

"What's next for you?" I asked.

"Not sure. I'm not great at planning. A couple of stripping sessions at the club in the evenings. I work in a fashion shop in town during the day. I just see what turns up. You were a bonus. I hadn't even expected Chloe to be there. I usually find someone to go home with."

"Not got anyone regular?"

"Yvonne was, then Chloe. Nobody since. What about you?"

"Not for ages. The major lasted a couple of years. I thought it was forever. I've found it difficult since then."

She reached down beside the sofa, picked up her bag and scrawled her number on a scrap of paper. Leaving it on the coffee table. I needed some air. It was warm outside. I stepped out of the back door and onto the grass. Tessa poked her head out.

"Look at you, streaking."

"It's fine. Only Chloe and Amanda within half a mile. We do it all the time. Well Chloe does. I've not seen Amanda yet."

She followed. We stood in the sunshine, mugs in hand, finishing our drinks. Amanda wandered out.

"If you are expecting to see a fat ass and saggy tits, too bad. She's still asleep."

"Enjoy the show last night? Still not want to go out with me, now you've seen the full package?" Tessa winked.

Amanda just stood there, not knowing what to say. Did she think she had got away without being seen. She turned and walked back inside, without a word. I'd talk to her later. The two of us went to get dressed and I dropped Tessa back in town. When I got back, Amanda was sat on a garden chair.

"Mum's gone to do some food shopping, she'll be back in about an hour."

"It's you I want to talk to. Sorry if Tessa's comments upset you. You must have known what you were going to see?"

"No. Hoped, not knew. When the taxi drove up, I thought you may have someone with you. Mum doesn't bring people back here, if I'm at home. She goes to their place. I can't unsee what was through your window. You and Tessa look fantastic but seeing mum like that....."

"She's entitled to have fun. I don't suppose she would be thrilled at you watching her either. We didn't tell her you were there. You like watching, obviously. Is that all? Tessa really likes you. She's tried to find out a lot more about you. Her having been with your mum, might be a bit strange. She's just enjoying herself, until she can find someone to bond with."

"You are right. I like to watch. It was funny seeing Gertrude, stick her hand in her pants. Thinking an old lady like that, still wanted to get off. I watched the studio a lot back then. I saw her orgasm three times in one day. I think she liked me flashing her too. Mum doesn't care about masturbating anywhere. I see her cum, a lot. I think it's seeing the orgasm I like. Looking at her like that, last night didn't do anything for me, other than put me off. I've seen a couple of the women in your studio too. Nice bodies but again, no orgasm."

"What about dating and having sex?"

"I've not been too bothered. I went out with a couple of blokes. I got off but it didn't do much for me. I masturbate a lot. More than mum. Up to now, that's been good, so I keep doing it."

"Not interested in Tessa?"

"Only for watching. I'm really not that interested in dating, men or women."

"Lots of stuff to process. I'd never been with more than one person until yesterday. Tessa got me off in the club. Never had anyone watch until then. A threesome with someone watching was something else to put into the mix. Ever watch any of your friends masturbating? It was a regular thing in my early days, in the army."

"No. Most of them would have thought that was disgusting."

"I suppose with Gertrude gone, you aren't getting what you are needing. I can fix that. If you want. Either in the studio or in my place. Give it some thought."

I went back in to have some lunch. A bit late but I think the time was well spent. How would I feel in her position. What would it have been like if my mother had an orgasm while I was watching TV. She definitely masturbated, particularly when dad was away. I would from time to time find a dildo and some anal beads in the bathroom basin. She knew I did it too. A few off hand comments, when dad was out of the room. I don't think either of us would have wanted to do it in the same room.

I took a long cool drink out to the garden and sat on a deck chair. On the other side of the fence, some view. On a sun lounger, face down and feet towards me, a naked Chloe. Legs apart, the base of a pink butt plug, standing out against her brown skin. A finger visible squashed against the fabric of the bed. Did she wait for me? Whether she did or not, she bucked against the bed.

"Ummph. Ummph."

The plug appeared and dropped between her legs. Large but not huge. Even so, larger than anything I had used. I looked up, Amanda was looking down. I finished my drink and went back inside. Chloe hadn't moved.

Monday returned to normal routine. Chloe off to work, on the dot at 8.30. I had a couple of clients in the studio during the morning. The first changed in the bathroom, the second didn't. I looked up to see Amanda looking down. She would have got a view of a nicely shaped bum, bent towards her but god was she hairy. After the session, she left and Amanda appeared at the fence.

"Get a good view?"

"Yes but that was one hairy asshole."

"There's one more coming in about half an hour. She usually changes in the studio. Might be a bit more your style. I'll be taking a shower after she's gone. As she is the last today. I finished the final session. I was definitely in need of the shower, pretty sweaty. I stood under the warm jets recovering. I moved out in to the studio to dry off. I draped the towel over my shoulder and locked up, still naked. Turning to go back indoors, Amanda was at the fence.

"The tits on that last one were pretty good. The Brazilian a lot better than the hairy one."

"Coming in? The front door is unlocked."

She walked back through her house a minute or so later, she was in my hall. I stood facing her, about six feet apart. She looked me up and down. I turned and stood with my back to her. I moved upstairs, dropping my towel into the laundry bin, in the bathroom. I invited her into my room.

"Well? No tits, young boys ass and big clit."

She undid the buttons of her dress and let it fall. If it weren't for the colour of her skin and longer hair, I could have been looking in a mirror. Her mum's large areola but tits like mine. Shaved pussy and a clit smaller but not that much smaller than mine. Her bum, slightly bigger and certainly more rounded than my masculine one.

"Nothing to be ashamed of there. You look great. Self conscious about the size of your clit, I'm guessing. I was at your age. I like it now. Want to watch me?

She grinned. I lay on the bed, legs open and began to stroke my labia. She was less than three feet away from my pussy, looking directly at it. Initially, fingers either side of my clit, sliding up and down, my knuckles brushing it. She gasped. Probably shocked at the size I had grown to. I took hold of the shaft of my clit between my thumb and forefinger.

"Fu, fu, fu."

At the foot of the bed, kneeling head level with my pulsing clit and anus.

"Shit. Ooooow."

A minute later she came again.

"Unnng."

I think she was seeking a third but she couldn't get there. The movements of her arm stopped.

"Thanks. Your clit has a head like a little cock. I know mine's big but it's a straight shaft." She said.

I asked her about yesterday in the garden and what she thought about Chloe and the use of the butt plug. She said she had her own. She'd even pointed her ass at Gertrude, wearing one. A couple of guys had fucked her ass. She thought it was OK, until their cum started squirting out, making nasty noises. She said that her mum had cum twice more after I'd left, so she was doing it for herself, not me. She kissed my lips, thanked me for the show and went next door to make dinner, for when Chloe got home.

I phoned Tessa. Her mobile went to voicemail, so I left a message. She called me back about an hour later. I told her about Amanda. She seemed disappointed. Probably unlikely that she would get to try out, what she wanted. She could, if she was up for it, get to see Amanda, while the two of us had sex. I also asked her for details of how to join the club. She gave me the door code and told me to talk to the lady in the cloakroom. I decided to give it a go on Wednesday. The membership was only a nominal amount. She told me that the club actually belonged to Yvonne. She had set it up, mostly to attract potential partners, so wasn't bothered, if it made money or not. I went in and took a seat. Zoe approached a few minutes later carrying two drinks.

"White wine spritzer"

She sat down next to me, putting the other drink, in front of herself. I looked puzzled.

"I'm not working today. I'm here to take you home. Tessa said you were fantastic. Plus you tasted nice."

"I thought you had a girlfriend called Kate."

"I do, she's over there."

She pointed at someone stood by the bar, talking to Yvonne. From the back, like me, she could easily pass for a man. Probably more so, definitely taller than me, hair blonde instead of dark but a similar style to mine.

"Do you base all your potential conquests, on licking peoples fingers?"

"Don't be daft. I'd already decided you were for us. I saw Tessa get you off. The fingers were just for show. She was in here last night flashing her anus at everyone, from the stage. She told me how you were with her and Chloe. That sounded good for me and Kate."

"I'm really flattered. The other day was good but I'm looking for a long term partner. I know people have said I'm your type but threesome's aren't my thing."

"Tessa is the only other one looking for long term. The rest see this as friends with benefits. About a third are married to blokes. Without this place it would be hard to hook up. What you saw the other night, is about the entire town dating pool."

"Tessa's cute but she's half my age. The sex was great but I don't know anything else about her."

"Talk to her. The brash, pushy thing is just an act. She's quite fragile underneath. Quite intelligent but not overly bothered about getting on. I'm not sure but I think her family bought her an apartment outright. They wouldn't be too happy, if they saw her act here."

"I heard about the break up with Yvonne."

"Mmm. Yvonne just likes the sex. She doesn't get emotionally attached to anyone. I think it's a power trip. Chloe was just moral and emotional support, post break up. I don't think there is enough between them, to make it last. The other night with you, is the first time Chloe has been here in ages. From what I understand, she spends most of her time wanking."

"I can confirm that. I take it Kate isn't on Yvonne's radar."

"No, she's Yvonne's personal assistant. It means I can doss about here serving drinks and scoping out hot women."

"Thanks. I think."

I looked to the bar. Yvonne kissed Kate on the lips and went into a door marked private. Her office? Kate walked over. Looking at her back, cream trousers and a black top. Walking towards us, her top was see through on the front. No attempt to hide her nipples. No breasts to speak of. Even close up, you would be hard pressed to determine her gender. That was until she spoke to say hello.

I suppose, I should have described Zoe earlier. About my height, pretty but not beautiful, nice cheekbones and slender neck. Long flowing dark hair, over her shoulders and a few inches down her back. Brown eyes, dark red lipstick and matching fingernails. From what I could tell, an hourglass figure, unlike myself and Kate.

"Does Yvonne always say goodbye like that?"

"She's my boss, she can do and say what she likes. Sometimes she strokes my ass. It depends what she feels like. I'm not bothered, neither is Zoe. Both of us are too old for her to be interested in us. Besides, I get paid really well."

"We got turned down." Zoe said.

"Sorry. You two look great but I've hit a point in life where I'm missing a long term commitment."

We stayed talking and drinking. I learned a lot about the other members. Their likes, dislikes and kinks. Kate took the male thing seriously, a strap on her favourite item. Zoe grinned at the thought. Tessa had masturbated me there, I'd seen it happen to someone else. Oral sex and nudity weren't uncommon, late at a weekend. Even with just a few people there, in a dark corner, I could see a couple. They had their hands in each other's pants. Kate told me that both of them were married to men. Their husband's thought they were playing bingo. I decided it was time to head home. I had a client early the next day. I thanked them for the company and their interest in me.

"Talk to Tessa." Zoe told me as I left.

After my first client I phoned and left a message for Tessa, to come round for the evening if she was free. I didn't know if she would be expecting another prolonged oral session, or something else. My intention was to talk. About her, us and maybe what to do about Amanda. A text arrived in the middle of the afternoon, asking if I could pick her up. I replied and she sent me the address. My final client left at 5. A quick shower. Amanda watching? Yes. No flashing from the clients today. I got dressed, put the address into the satnav and went into town. Her place wasn't an apartment as Zoe thought but a two bedroom house, in a nice part of town. She had two bags. One for overnight, the other a shopping bag.

"Dinner's on me."

It surprised me but I wasn't complaining. I hadn't thought about food. What would Amanda and Chloe think, about me bringing Tessa back? Expecting an invite. I didn't want that. I hoped that I could keep Tessa's mind off sex, long enough to have a serious conversation. How long had she been living alone? She was actually a good cook, better than me. Pasta, with tomato and red wine sauce. The remainder of the red wine, drunk by the two of us.

"Time for a serious conversation. I've been talking to Zoe."

"That doesn't sound good."

I recounted some of what Zoe had told me about Tessa's previous relationships, her attitude and behaviour. Also what she may be looking for. I put my thoughts and concerns to her. The age gap being one and the differences in our temperaments and attitudes. Also, what would a relationship between the two of us look like?

"She's right. I'm not the person most people see. I need an emotional connection. I thought I'd found it with Chloe but she was just trying to be my mum but with sex on the side."

"That's a bit strange but I get what you mean. Having said that, I'm old enough to be your mum. To work, we can't think of it like that. I have to work hard to make ends meet. I know you do a few things. How important are they to you."

"I'm good with you not being mum. I have the house. I can rent it out or sell it, if that helps. My family have money, which is how I get by now. That and working in the shop. I actually enjoy the stripping, I wouldn't want to give that up. If you are alright, with other people looking at everything I've got."

I explained what I'd been doing for Amanda and what I had seen Chloe doing. Asking her what her attitude would be, if Amanda came in from time to time to watch us. She perked up a lot. Especially when I described her naked body. We decided to give it a try.

I took her to bed. Not the epic oral assault on her pussy, of our last time. A much more mutual affair. Previously, I'd had orgasms as Chloe licked my clit. Now Tessa was doing to me, what she had done to my dark skinned neighbour. This time with lubricant, as she breached my sphincter. It was really nice to find someone else, who shared my interest in anal again. Remembering what I'd done, she rimmed my asshole and stuck her tongue in my mouth.

"Touché."

I think Tessa was planning to stay more than just overnight. The following day, I would be finished with clients early in the afternoon. I knew Amanda would be at home and Tessa agreed to what I had planned. Even the part about not touching Amanda, unless she asked for it. I thought it unlikely. After my last client had left. Nothing for Amanda to see there. I showered and walked naked part way across the garden. She was at the window looking down. I motioned for her to open it.

"Want a treat? Half an hour, just come in."

Tessa helped me move an old armchair near to the foot of the bed. A step up, from the last time Amanda had seen me. I went to my toy drawer and pulled out a couple of butt plugs and some lube. Tessa was more than happy to work one into my ass. Manageable but a good size. I wanted Amanda to get a good show. She appeared in the doorway, entering, she stepped out of her trousers and pulled off her sweatshirt.

"Fuck. I'm really sorry I kept hitting on you but you can't blame me, looking at that. You're gorgeous."

I thought she would be embarrassed but she actually smiled. I suppose from her voyeuristic perspective, she had two nude women in front of her. I got on the bed, as I had before, pussy facing the chair. Amanda sat to watch. Tessa mounted my head, lowering her cute ginger pussy onto my mouth. In this position, even sucking my clit, she would have a view directly at Amanda's shaved pussy and large clit. Tessa's tongue flicked rather than licked my clit. I think she was paying more attention to Amanda's pussy, than what either of us were doing. Even though I'd only just begun using my lips on her, Tessa was really wet.

Things developed fairly rapidly. I felt some pressure on my asshole. Tessa pushed the base of my plug, then pulled it out. A few seconds later it went back in, faster than was prudent, given the size. I grunted in to her pussy. Amanda let out a long, low growl. Tessa started sucking my clit, blowjob style whilst repeatedly removing and inserting my plug. At least it was getting easier. My clit throbbed, my legs straightened, clamping the plug in place, toes curled. I stopped licking,

"Shit. Ahhhhhh."

I heard Amanda cum again. I kept my legs down. I needed time, not wanting Tessa near the plug my anus was gripping. I returned the favour but without fully removing Tessa's plug. My tongue sought her clit and her whole body shook on top of me. I would have loved an outsiders view, of what was happening. Unlike the last time she had been here, Amanda clearly achieved a third orgasm,

"B b b b b bloody hell."

I could hear her gasping. I pushed Tessa off me, eager for a view. Jesus. Amanda was pinching one of her nipples. Her clit, engorged and throbbing was between her finger and thumb. Her pussy wide open, the pink insides slick with fluid, a vast wet patch on the chair, below her twitching anus. Tessa had ended up on her back when I pushed her off, had rolled over and her head was now no more than two feet from Amanda's open hole.

"Uh uh uh."

Orgasm number four. This time her legs closed and her body rolled to the side. I got off the bed and sat on the arm of the chair, stroking Amanda's cheek and neck, with the back of my hand. She just stayed there, for nearly ten minutes, breathing heavily.

"My god, that was the best thing I've ever seen. Thank you, so much."

"No problem. I think Tessa got as much out of that as you did. Take your time. I'll go and make some tea. Or do you want something stronger."

She shook her head. I went down to the kitchen, leaving her with Tessa, hoping that she would restrain herself. The two of them came down a few minutes later, Amanda dressed, Tessa like me, still naked. I asked if Chloe knew about her visiting.

"I don't think so. She hasn't said anything. She's the same as normal. Well not quite. Yes she's still masturbating everywhere. You saw her recently with the butt plug, in the garden. She's using that more than she did before. She used to spend a night away about once every two weeks. She hasn't done that for a while. If I had to guess, she's wanking to the thought of what she did with you two."

She headed back next door, with an open invitation to visit whenever she felt the need. Tessa was overjoyed at being able to watch the young lady she had lusted after but couldn't have. Both of us had enjoyed using the plugs. Even though, I did mention that being a bit more gentle next time would be nice.

I hadn't seen Tessa's act at the club. I decided to kill two birds with one stone. One to watch my new girlfriend strip in public. Two, to finally give Zoe and Kate, at least a little of what they wanted. I dressed for what I expected, a tight top showing my nipples. A short skirt and no knickers. Tessa saw Zoe regularly, giving her a hint of what was to come. When we arrived, Tessa went to the back of the club, to get ready. I picked a booth directly facing the stage. Kate, as I'd seen previously talking to her boss. I knew Zoe wouldn't be working. She was stood at the bar talking to one of the married women, Kate had pointed out. A few minutes later, Zoe came over with a couple of drinks, putting one in front of me. Payment for what she was about to get? The lights in the club dimmed and Kate came and sat on the other side of me.

A gentle spotlight hit the stage and some music started. Tessa barely recognisable, make up applied, hair tied up in pigtails, sexy schoolgirl costume. She was good. Where did someone so young, from a rich family, learn to move and strip like this. I opened my legs, pushing one knee against each of my companions. They didn't need telling. A soft hand stroking up each of my inner thighs. This was different. At least, with the table in front of me, it was unlikely that anyone would get a full view. The dragging of their hands, pushed the material of my skirt up into my lap. Zoe looked down. I thought she was going to cum. She moved Kate's hand, to feel what she had just seen. Kate gasped. She breathed into my ear,

"Oh, what a naughty girl, keeping that wonderful thing from us."

She began masturbating it gently as Zoe fingered my pussy. On the stage, Tessa was down to a bra, knee socks and large blue gym pants. I bit into Kate's earlobe as I came. Tessa sat on a chair was seductively removing her socks, twirling them before casting them aside. As her bra came off, she covered her nipples with her forearm, finally revealing a small pair of red glittery tassels, which she whirled round. Beside me, Zoe slipped beneath the table. Her long black hair brushed against my legs. No preliminaries, she took my clit into her mouth and sucked. Tessa removed her big pants and they ended up on her foot. She flicked them off the stage. Yvonne caught them and stuck the gusset to her nose. Tessa turned her ass towards me, spread her legs and bent forward. Her pussy and the base of red jewelled butt plug aimed at me. She jiggled her tits, waving the tassels. I grabbed the back of Zoe's head, pulling it towards me. My thighs trembled, I tried to suppress the sound as I came.

Zoe emerged from beneath the table a huge smile on her face, which was soaked with my juices. She walked round and sat beside Kate, who kissed the liquid from her.

"Are you sure you don't want to come home with us?"

"That was awesome. I may give you a repeat, sometime but I have a sexy schoolgirl waiting for me."

They seemed happy enough, that this may not have been a one off. Tessa came back out, more like I was used to seeing her.

"Get what you wanted, ladies?"

"Fuck, yes. You are one lucky woman, that clit is terrific." Zoe said

We headed home, having pleased a couple who I was starting to see as friends. We had some thinking and planning to do. Now that we were getting serious, we were considering letting our families know. I didn't think this would go well, particularly with Tessa's. Her mother wouldn't be much older than me. We made arrangements to go there first. Packing weekend bags and loading the car with some gifts, I drove off. It took a couple of hours to get there. Tessa pointed to a gateway and I turned in. Phew. This was money. The house was old and massive.

"What does your family do? I suppose I should have asked before."

The answer a major manufacturing company. I hadn't connected her surname, with the company, which had been going for a couple of hundred years. I parked up next to the house and we unloaded. Her mother welcomed us and I handed over some posh chocolates and a large bunch of flowers. Tessa strode into a room on the left of the entrance and jumped onto a large leather sofa.

"I suppose Tessa should have done this. Hello, I'm Josie, pleased to meet you."

"It's fine. We are used to her. I suppose you are getting the idea. I'm Henrietta but I hate that, so everyone calls me Anne."

I looked at her. An older version of Tessa, with slightly higher and more prominent cheekbones. If I had met her earlier, I'd have been like Tessa was with Amanda.

"I know what you're thinking. Don't even consider hitting on my mother. That's not why I brought you."

"A nice thought but...."

Anne was cut off by Tessa.

"She's more interested in the package dad is supplied with."

"Tessa!"

"Sorry about that. I've been trying to rein in this stuff but I'm not doing too well."

"Don't worry, we gave up years ago. She is right, he keeps me happy."

"Mum. Now who's being crude."

There was no mistaking what they were talking about, when he walked in. He introduced himself as Trevor. Casual today on a day off, a pair of jeans showing a large bulge. His father was the current company president but he was running things day to day. Not much of a day off, the phone rang and he spent a couple of hours in his study. When he'd left Tessa reverted to her usual self.

"See, his dick must be huge."

Anne scowled at her but then laughed.

"Why would you be interested in that?

"I'm not. Just making an observation. I'm more interested in Josie's massive clitoris."

"My god. What have I let myself in for. I wanted to create a good impression. You've blown that completely."

Anne told me not to worry. She knew what Tessa was like, from an early age. Despite how it may seem, they have a good relationship and are pretty open about things. I suppose if your mum is about my age, she's likely to be less phased than mine would be. Things with my mum were always a bit cryptic. Here everything was out in the open.

Dinner that night was exquisite. Anne was a really good cook. This was five star restaurant food. I think the wine we had must have cost more than my old car. Tessa's room, was about the size of the ground floor of my house. Most of the house was furnished with antiques. Her room 1960s bright colours and funky furniture. As we lay in her bed, she told me to listen. Even though there was a bathroom between her room and Anne and Trevor's, there was no mistaking the sound of several loud orgasms.

We had to head back on Sunday, as I had a client first thing on Monday. I hit the shower early. Tessa was still sleeping. I made sure to lock the door. I had no wish to be confronted by Trevor, with a massive morning erection. This was great. A large walk in shower with a glass screen. I stood there with the hot water running over me. I heard a door. Shit. I was certain I'd locked it. Not the door from the corridor. I thought it was a storage cupboard. It turned out to be a connecting door to Anne's room. She walked in and looked me up and down.

"Tessa still sleeping? She never was a morning person. Don't worry, I'm just looking. You have the bum of a teenage boy. That's so cute. Tes was right, that clitoris is really nice."

I said nothing. I turned off the water. She handed me a towel.

"Not bad yourself. Your tits are better than Tessa's and she's not shaved."

"Don't get any ideas."

She pulled me to the open door. Asleep on the bed, a naked Trevor. His cock flat against his stomach.

"That's my thing. Ten inches of girthy penis."

"Probably not what I needed to see or hear but you seemed to enjoy it last night."

She got into the shower and I returned to Tessa's room, just as she was waking. I told her, she should have warned me about the connecting door.

"Where's the fun in that. It could have been worse. Dad walked in on me once, with a hard on. Mum had a girlfriend who looked like you, when she was at university. A long distance runner. Just a phase for her. I think she just wanted a quick fix and a look at your clit."

We set off home. Anne kissed both of us on the cheek as we left and Trevor gave us a wave. On the drive back, she said,

"That went well."

"Really. You told your mum about my clit and she got her kicks seeing me in the shower. I found out your dad is hung like a horse and your mum showed me the evidence. That's not going well in my book."

"You can see where I get my attitude from. Although mum knows when and where to push the boundaries. Not a bit like me."

My god, what would it be like with my parents. Anne is almost exactly two years older than me. My mum is twenty years beyond that. Both my parents are getting close to retirement age. I suppose when they were growing up, that seemed old. These days, attitudes have changed a lot. In my grandparents day, even if they knew about them, they would never leave sex toys in the bathroom basin. We had arranged this for the following weekend. I wanted to get this over, as soon as possible. Leaving it, would just have given the stress more time to build up.

The week passed really quickly. I tried to keep busy, to take my mind off things. I tipped Amanda off to a couple of my clients. An old lady on Tuesday morning. Nearly seventy years old but slim and fit. She told me she and her husband were naturists. She tried to keep in shape for their holidays. Not that she needed it. Nice firm tits, not big but not wrinkly or saggy. A few wrinkles on her bum but the clincher, the large shaved bulge. What some people would compare to, the bonnet of a Volkswagen Beetle. Well over an inch of her neat slit visible. She was actually quite proud of it. She changed in and out of her clothes, in clear view of the studio window. She caught me glimpsing one day.

"It's OK dear, have a good look. Half the country must have seen it by now. A few of my friends and my husband would be interested in yours too."

We had both sniggered. If timings worked out, I'd strip for the shower as she was leaving. I expect her husband and friends got a good description. The other one, on Thursday afternoon. A young aspiring tennis player. Incredibly fit. Probably used to communal changing rooms, at tournaments, would also change in the the studio. Not an ounce of fat and really well toned. She towered over me, nearly six feet tall. Good sized conical breasts and a small gold ring in her clit hood.

On Friday morning Amanda stood by the fence, looking a bit agitated. She thanked me for the information and had enjoyed what she saw. Strangely enough, more so, the old lady rather than the tennis player. A throwback to the days of Gertrude? The reason for her mood was explained. Chloe had come home early from work. She had seen Amanda at the window, hand in her trousers. She had walked up, saw the tennis player and done the same. Her initial shock, replaced by her need for an orgasm. The two of them had both cum watching the same thing. What's more, they had done it again, that evening in the lounge. Amanda was conflicted. Not something I could or would help with.

"Talk to your mum. It's not like she's going to get upset. She's been doing it for ages. It's just that you are now doing the same. You've watched her enough times. Neither of you seem to be having sex with anyone. You're just watching and masturbating. Only now you do it together. Try talking it out."

Saturday morning. The day of dread. Taking Tessa to meet mum and dad. About an hour longer than going to Tessa's. Similar gifts and bags packed. I told her not to be disappointed, by our family home. Nothing near as flash as hers. Just a standard three bedroomed house in a suburban street. Dad opened the door. I think he was a bit surprised, at how young Tessa looked. We went into the lounge, mum got up said hello and went to the kitchen to make a pot of tea. For once, Tessa seemed to be behaving. Normal conversation about her family, their business, the house she lived in and meeting me at the club. If not the full story of her getting me off, the first time we met. Nor the fact that Chloe had come back home with us.

Dad plays lawn bowls on a Saturday afternoon. It's something he used to do with his granddad and had been doing since he was a boy. So mum made a few sandwiched for lunch and he took his bag out to the car. He would be gone for a couple of hours. We sat out on the patio in the afternoon. Cold drinks under the umbrella, out of the sun. Mum knew about some of my other relationships but even she was a bit surprised at Tessa. Not just the age gap. I think she still struggled with the whole lesbian thing.

I actually take after my dad, it's where I get my build and looks from. Mum is the opposite. Rounded, womanly and pretty. Looking at old photos she was beautiful and hadn't aged badly. I think mum inadvertently turned the conversation. She was asking about how it worked, us having two houses and whether we would keep them both.

"We don't get sex if we live separately. I spend most of my time at Josie's"

"What did I tell you, before we got here?"

"You told me not to talk about licking pussy, your big clit, masturbation and anal sex."

Mum spluttered her drink back into her glass.

"It's fine. I get it, you are in a relationship. That means more than holding hands and kissing. I've not had that sheltered a life. Even so, that is a lot to take in."

"Sorry mum. Tessa doesn't have much of a filter."

"I'm sorry. Not much where I grew up, was taboo. It's much the same when I'm with Josie. I forget that everyone else isn't the same."

"We don't want you to be something you're not. Don't change on our account. We want to know who you are. Not who you pretend to be. Josie knows a lot of what we do. We just don't talk about it, in the same way as you. She knows we do the things on your list. I don't know about the clitoris. I've nothing to compare it to. She always had a big bulge there, growing up."

"Christ. This is as bad as being at Tessa's."

Tessa explained about her mum watching me shower and showing me her husbands huge dick.

"I'll watch you shower if you want. You'll be disappointed, if you are expecting something that size from your dad. Just average. Don't look at me like that. We watch porn and have sex, just like everyone else. Just because we're getting old, doesn't mean life stops. We just can't keep going as long as we used to."

This was freaking me out a little. Mum always showed mock surprise, putting her hand to her mouth, when I told her she'd left her dildo and anal beads in the basin. She'd rush off to retrieve them. Nothing was said. just the implication that she masturbated and shoved things in her ass. Here she was, talking openly about it, with someone she'd just met.

"Better tone it down when your dad comes back."

We moved inside, for mum to start cooking dinner. She was stood at the sink, rinsing some things. Tessa moved behind her, wrapping her hand round.

"Nice but nowhere near as big as your daughter. There you go, a comparison."

I spanked her bum and dragged her away.

"Thanks." Mum shouted.

Dad returned, happy that he had won both his singles and pairs matches. He poured himself a beer. He brought out a tray with glasses of wine.

"Had a good afternoon?" He asked.

"Yes, great, thanks. A good chat out in the garden, making the most of the good weather." Tessa replied.

We had dinner and some more wine and beer. Dad was pretty tired after the afternoon game and probably more beer than he usually drank. He said goodnight and headed upstairs.

Mum poked her index finger in her mouth and sucked it.

"Oh well. He'll be dead until the morning."

Tessa burst out laughing.

"I'm going for a shower."

Mum looked at me.

"What the hell. She's already felt you up. Go on. I'll shower in the morning."

About half an hour later, Tessa came in wrapped in a towel.

"I suppose you are going to tell me, whether I want to know or not."

"Your mum's got a hot bod. Nice tits, really big nipples, nice round ass and a shaved pussy. I rubbed mine in the shower and she got off watching. You don't get that clit from her, just a small bean. She shoved a finger in her ass as she came and licked her juices from her fingers. She just washed her hands and went to bed. That was so hot. Can I swap."

I glared at her.

"I don't want dad's dick."

Back in the car after breakfast for the trip back. As we left mum said something quietly to Tessa.

"What was that?"

"Thanks for last night, it was great. She told me that you have to look after me, because I'm amazing."

"I'm not sure I'm I believe all of that but I will anyway."

Back at home, we unpacked the car. I needed a drink. I went for some white wine from the fridge. I called quietly to Tessa. Next door, two smooth, brown, naked bodies laying down. Feet facing our side of the fence. One fairly large bum, on small and pert. Sticking out of each anus, a reasonably large pink dildo. They seemed to have worked things out. It looked like we would have two voyeurs when we next extended an invitation.