Joan and Jim lived in number 34 and were by all accounts very quiet and not what the others would call 'adventurous'. On Friday at about 3.00 pm I had a call from them asking if I would help tune in their new digital TV which had been delivered the day before.
Jim answered the door and directing me to the living room added, "we've been trying to tune it in and link up the internet box but the thing doesn't want to work." Just then Joan entered. She was buxom size 18 and looked around 60 but plain -- not ugly -- just plain ordinary and seemingly dowdy.
"Robert, we've heard that you can fix most things and we were hoping you could get it going for us." She went over to the TV and turned it on showing just a blank white screen. "I followed the instructions and it says it auto-tunes itself. Look."
Hitching up her dress she squatted down to press the right button. "I've pressed this but it is not working". Swivelling around with her knees apart -- and with no knickers in the way - I got a great look at her fat and nice hairy cunt. Smiling, she added: "Do you see what I mean?"
Not thinking anymore of it I asked if she could move aside so I could see what the matter was. Reverting to normal, Joan then asked if wanted a drink and went out to make the proverbial cup of tea.
Jim saw what she did and when I was around the back of the TV checking the connections he added "did you like what you saw? Not many men like big ladies. I love them...lots more to hang on to. Joan heard that you enjoyed watching ladies flashing so she thought she would give you a treat but was apprehensive as she is rather tubby."
"Jim, I love very hairy women" and to get him going, added "especially around a lovely fat cunt....If you think Joan is up for it, I think we could all enjoy ourselves...after I have got the TV working."
Jim's eyes lit up. As I was working out how to retune it, I put it to Jim that we could make an afternoon of it with some sexual role-playing. "Joan likes flashing...what else... what about you?"
"Um that's a tricky one, as far as sex goes, it takes me a while to get hard but with the right stimulation, I am up for it."
After about 10 minutes Joan was back with the tea. By then I had got the TV working. She looked flushed but seemed happy. Also, I noticed that she had changed into a house coat that was just belted around her ample waist. She looked for all the world like a staid buxom aunt who would not say boo to a goose.