"Good for you. Just don't forget where you are picking me up in the morning ... and get some rest so I can get a good days work out of you tomorrow." ...I laughed again as I hung up.When Kate picked me I noticed that her skirt was so short that it rode almost all the way to her crotch while she drove. I slid over to rub her thighs hoping to get her motor running quickly. I moved my hand up further realizing she didn't have any panties on. I rubbed her already wet pussy inserting two fingers into. Not another word was spoken as she drove off. It was a good thirty minute drive from where the bar was, as he lived on the outskirts of the city in the middle of nowhere. Hers was easily the only car on the road after leaving the city limits, and her high-beams illuminated the street as she went along. She stared straight forward, her hands gripping the steering wheel extra tight as her mind wandered all about. She thought about earlier in the evening, the guy she had been with, and the way she. Three days later Kim met up with Helen as planned but insisted on taking her back to the flat, explaining that she made better coffee - real coffee, not the horrid 'expresso' stuff they got in the coffee shop. Helen was excited to be back where she had been so worked up. She remembered how she had watched Kim reach a climax, something she had never seen in another woman before, and it made her feel squidgy. She had once had a boyfriend who made her feel that way and she had told him in. Once I was home I would head up to my bedroom which had a view right down the road, on the pretext of starting my homework, and watch for her walking up the hill to her house. I would stand there and masturbate looking at her and really wanting her. I was already having some sexual experience with Julie. We hadn't gone to full sex but we were caressing each other to orgasm on at least 3 nights per week. She was regularly going home with very wet knickers in her handbag Opposite Barbara's house.