Tuesday and Wednesday I settled into a more normal routine. The 'For Sale' sign went up outside Gertie's house.
I resigned myself to the fact that I probably wouldn't see her again. We'd had an ideal arrangement. No chance of arousing suspicion, neither from the neighbour's nor my wife Jane.
I was just a kind neighbour helping out an elderly couple. After her husband Fred passed, I was kindly helping out his elderly widow.
After the arrival of my daughter Emily two years prior, my wife had pretty much lost interest in the sexual side of our marriage. It was a difficult birth, a very long labour with stitches and bruising. She desperately wanted to breastfeed, but Emily was a difficult baby to latch on to her nipples. That made her feel a failure and stressed her out.
Jane became very tired and absorbed in being a mother and was often too tired to make love. We did it every couple of months, but I needed more.
To begin with I used my hand. My masturbation fantasies often revolved around my early sexual experiences. One was with May, an old lady that lived next door to my grandma.
She seduced me by exposing herself to me. I visited her whenever I knew my grandma would be out. She taught me a lot about how to please a woman. It went on for three years.
A few months after I started fucking May I started getting lewd thoughts about Joyce, a middle-aged woman that lived opposite my mum when I was living at home. We ended up fucking in my mum's house.
The house was empty when my parents went to visit relatives in Australia. Joyce came over when I was moving mail and watering plants. We fucked one day a week until my parents returned three months later.
Then not long after we moved from Nottingham to Loughborough, Gertie the old lady across the road started to enter my masturbation fantasies. You know the rest.
I'd be seeing Mabel, Gertie's elderly friend, on Thursday, so I resisted the urge to masturbate. I also resisted thinking about Saturday with Gertie's fifty-eight-year-old daughter Julie.
Julie was hiring a van to completely empty Gertie's house, it was agreed with Jane that I would help Julie. I was looking forward to being alone with her.
I came to realise my attraction for Julie was especially strong because she reminded me so much of my mother. It shocked me at first, when I realised that deep down I was harbouring a desire to have sex with my mother. I knew that when I fucked Julie again I would imagine she was my mum.
Whether I'd ever pluck up the courage to explore that further with my mum, I didn't know. However, it was around that time that I started to think about possible scenarios to seduce her.
*****
On Monday in Preston...
Julie picked up Gertie who was waiting outside the post office, "I don't believe it!" said Julie, "You said two possibles?"
"Yes, I didn't think I was going to find anyone at first. I had to be a bit of a slut exposing myself, but thanks to David telling me to do it with the removal men I wasn't nervous. I knew there was a fair chance it would work, and it did!"
"Go on, tell me more!"
"One's more of a definite, as he's told me he wants me, but I'm not sure yet. His name's Barry, middle-aged, he works in the charity shop."
"What does he look like?"
"He reminded me of Ken Barlow from Coronation Street."
"And the other?"
Gertie smiled, "Do you need anything for your garden?"
"Can't think of anything."
"Something, anything, ideally something heavy"
"Well I suppose I could get some bags of compost, the rotted horse manure can sometimes be a bit strong for some of my beds, so I mix it with compost."
"Good, drive to the garden centre at the end of the high street, park in their car park and follow my lead. Undo a few blouse buttons as well, show a lot of cleavage."
Julie drove to the car park. Gavin was still working at the front. She parked the car and they got out.
Gertie marched back up the ramp, Julie followed. When Gertie got to the top of the ramp, she checked to see if the coast was clear and put her foot up on the bottom rail again. Her knee was splayed out even more than last time. She also hitched her skirt up a little, to give him a better view of her lady garden.
"Hello Gav, it's me again."
He looked up, his eyes went straight to her exposed pussy, "Oh, hi, er... Gertie isn't it?"
"Correct, this is my daughter Julie."
Gavin didn't realise she wasn't alone, Julie was slightly behind her mum. He tore his eyes away from Gertie's exposed cunt, "Oh, I'm sorry, hello Julie, I didn't see you there."
"Obviously not, I could see you were distracted." she said with a smile.
He thought, "Fucking hell! She caught me looking up her mum's skirt, and she's not angry with me!"
He noticed Julie was quite fit. Nice dark brown, long, wavy hair, nice rounded figure, and a nice, big pair of tits by the look of it. In fact Gertie had the same nice tits as well. His eyes hadn't wandered in that direction until then.
"We need your help Gav, could you load some bags of compost into our car please?" asked Gertie.
"Sure." he said standing up and brushing soil off his hands on the legs of his jeans that now had an obvious bulge. Both ladies noticed it, "Follow me, which one is your car?"
"That old Volvo." said Julie, pointing it out.
Her blouse was unbuttoned such that the tops of her lacy bra cups were visible, her magnificent breasts curving into the cups. Gavin didn't fail to notice, Julie saw him looking.
He led them to an area where there were stacks of bags containing compost, gravel, sand etc.
"I won't be long, wait here I'll go and get a trolley."
As he turned a corner Julie said, "Oh, he'll do nicely mum, good find."
"Which compost do you want?" asked Gertie.
"I usually buy those." Julie pointed them out.
With walls of large, rectangular polythene bags stacked around them, they were relatively secluded, provided that nobody else wandered down among the piles of bags.
Gertie walked over and sat on some bags near to the ones Julie pointed out. She checked to see if anyone was about then she spread her knees wide apart and hitched up her skirt, "How's this?"
"A bit wanton, but you'll get his attention."
"You get your tits out of your bra cups, keep your nipples covered for now and your blouse buttons undone ready to flash him."
A minute later Gavin returned. His eyes went straight to Gertie's pussy.
"What do you think?" said Gertie, her hand stroking her inner thigh.
He looked around nervously.
"Don't worry I've checked, nobody can see us." assured Gertie.
He glanced at Julie who was stood with her arms folded. She smiled, he then felt he was on safe ground. He also really fancied Julie.
"It's lovely." he croaked.
"What about Julie's tits?"
He looked at them and Julie opened her blouse wide, giving him an unrestricted view of her bare boobs, her nipples were very erect. She wiggled slightly to make them bounce.
"Oh wow! I don't get it though, why me, what...?"
"What do we want?" said Gertie.
"Yeah, I don't get it, I mean nothing like this ever happens to me."
"Well you're helping us, so we want to help you. We're both very oversexed and horny. Would you like to fuck us both, regularly?"
