Gavin's car was standing in the small car park to Jack's apartment block. He opened the door for Betty and she smiled at him as she slid inside.
"A gentleman too!" she grinned.
When Gavin got around to the driver's seat he found Betty still struggling with the seat belt connector. He leaned over to help her.
"Sorry, this fastening has been a bit dicky for a while now. I don't get many passengers so it's not a problem normally. There, that's done it!"
Being suddenly so close to the warmth and the aroma of a woman in a confined space had an immediate effect on Gavin. As he regained his seat and fastened his own belt he also had to surreptitiously adjust his position in order to allow his cock to find a little more space. He inserted the key into the ignition and glanced across at Betty. She was grinning at him like a Cheshire cat! He quickly turned the key and the engine fired.
"Don't be so embarrassed Gavin," said Betty as the car moved out of the car park and into the road. "I take it as a great compliment that I can make a guy start a stiffy just by sitting next to him in a car."
Gavin took a deep slow breath as he turned left at the traffic lights; he was almost driving by habit towards Barbara's flat.
"I'm not embarrassed," he replied. "Well, not much anyway. After all, you've seen me naked already this morning."
"True. True," said Betty. "I revealed all as well, didn't I? In fact, I like being naked with other people, male or female. Did you like what you saw?"
Gavin recollected Betty's tremendous body and his cock twitched in his jeans. Betty saw it and laughed, reaching over to place her hand on his bulge.
"I see that the answer is yes," she giggled. "In that case I'll make sure that you see me again soon. Your cock is a prize specimen, isn't it? It is already filling the space in your jeans."
Fortunately for Gavin it was not far to Barbara's flat. Within five minutes he was pulling up alongside the pavement kerb outside. Betty had managed to release her belt by the time he had walked around the car to open the door for her.
"A gentleman again," she smiled, accepting his hand as she got out of the car.
They entered the building and Gavin stopped Betty in the foyer.
"Betty darling," he began. "Please don't let on to Barbara what Jack and I were doing this morning. Not yet anyway. You see I've not had a proper date with her yet. This morning will be the first time I've even been inside her flat and you are here too."
"That's OK Gavin," said Betty. "I didn't realise. So I might be the one to have your cock first then?"
Betty groped Gavin openly, making his cock rise almost to maximum. She only just managed to drop her hand as Barbara opened her door. She looked surprised to see them both there together.
"Hi there Barbs.," trilled Betty excitedly as she walked into the flat. "I'm a bit early 'cos Gavin came round to Jack's this morning and he kindly offered me a lift around here. He said he wanted to ask you something."
Barbara recovered quickly, closing the door behind them.
"That's OK, I'm reasonably tidy, I think. Shall I make a coffee?"
"Yes please, we'd love one," answered Betty. "Even in a car it's a bit parky out there!"
Barbara disappeared into her tiny kitchen but everything that she said could easily be heard in the lounge.
"It won't take a minute. Make yourselves comfortable," she called. "What was it that you wanted to ask me Gavin?"
"I just wanted to invite you to the cinema this evening," replied Gavin. I just wondered if you'd like to see 'Walk the Line'? It's on at the Multiplex."
Barbara re-entered the lounge with two cups of coffee and put them down on the coffee table. She turned to Gavin.
"I'd love to go with you," she said. "I love Johnny Cash's music."
Barbara put her arms around Gavin's neck and kissed him. Even though that surprised him Gavin reacted quickly enough to pull her to him and intensify the kiss. His cock began to rise again. Betty laughed.
"I bet his cock is rising again, isn't it?" she hooted. "It's been partly up ever since he had to help me with my seat belt in the car. I admit I did grope him a bit too."
Barbara released herself from Gavin's embrace.
"Hmn, yes, er, well," she stammered. "No back row of the movies for us, my lad. I want to watch that film."
They all laughed and sat down, Barbara quickly fetching her own coffee. They chatted about this and that and not much else until coffee was finished and Gavin said he must go. He offered to pick Barbara up at about six o'clock.
As he got up to go Barbara, for some reason, turned to Betty.
"I don't mean to be nosey Betty, but did you go to Jack's with Gavin this morning or did you er, er, er."
"You mean, whose bed did I sleep in last night, don't you?" laughed Betty. "My date was with Jack so he got full access to my pussy last night. God, his cock is so hard and thick when he's on form and he was on top form last night, I can tell you."
"Oh, so he really does like girls then? Somebody told me that he, you know, er, went for boys too."
"I think he's a bit like me," said Betty. "At our age we don't really know what we like best so we experiment. I love a big cock pumping sperm up my cunny but I love girl's breasts in my hands too. I love the juice that we girls make when we're excited, don't you?"
Gavin decided that he'd heard enough and made his getaway, saying he'd be back at six. It was now one o'clock so he drove quickly over to his mother's for Sunday lunch. He was delighted that Barbara had said yes to the cinema. For one thing it meant he could leave his mother's fairly soon after lunch. He definitely didn't like his mum's new boyfriend and anyway he was too excited to be making small talk with them.
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"Good, that's got rid of Gavin," giggled Betty. "I like him a lot and he's got a huge cock but I really wanted to spend some time with you. Have you got something to drink to relax us? Some wine maybe?"
"I've got a couple of bottles of red wine in the kitchen," said Barbara a little nervously. "Shall I fetch one?"
"Of course," giggled Betty again. "Let's have a party!"
Barbara went out to the kitchen and soon returned with an opened wine bottle with two glasses. She stopped dead in the middle of the room and gazed down on Betty.
Betty had spread herself across more than half the sofa. She had undone at least two buttons of her blouse, revealing a large area of her sumptuous breasts. She had one leg, bent at the knee, up on the sofa cushions so that both the knee and plenty of her thigh was on view.
"Great," she said. "Put the glasses on the table and pour. Then come and sit down here on the sofa with me and we'll have a good old chinwag about cocks we've seen and fucked. No names, of course, we don't want to make each other jealous!"