I was tall (6 feet) and she was 5-4 like her mum,both were redheads,and if I wondered what my wife would look like in her 60's,i just need to look at ...her mum! Joyce was a bit plump,with a nice bottom,a bit of a belly and breasts like jet engines! (I looked at her bra once was 40H ) Gill's weren't so big but because they looked like each other,it was natural that Joyce would turn me on too! Joyce had been divorced for 20 years and Gill always wondered why she'd never married again..never mind. I could see, she was getting a kick out of this by the broad smile on her face. She worked her way down to my waist, undid my jaeans from the front and pulled them down my legs. I kicked of my sandals and stepped out of my jeans. I felt like a Greek god with her as my slave paying homage to my holy body. She continued to rub the cool cream into my skin, starting at my ankles and working up to my crotch. I just stood there absorbing all this pleasure, looking at her caressing and massaging by. At first I was shocked, but then I began to kiss back. She was a good kisser. Better than most girls I have kissed. After about 5 minutes she asked "If I liked it?" I answered "YES."Then she gave me another kiss, and a dry cock rub, which made my dick so stiff I thought it was going to come out of my jeans. Before she could continue though, my aunt announced that we were there. We walked into the house, and as soon as my shoes were off, I had Lisa sucking my cock, and aunt Sarah making out with. We became close after the trip. Days ran very fast and we moved to different team together and became very close. One day she told that she fought with her husband and now going to her parents house and asked whether I can join with her to drop in bus. I felt sad and said ok. We took bus and were sitting on two seater. She sat near window and kept crying telling what happened. I tried to convince her but could not. From nowhere she asked whether she can rest her head on my shoulders. I said ok.