I look up at her and she smiled and said she saw me getting ready this morning and have been thinking about it all day, she said my cock look so good ...it made her pussy wet and she wanted to have some. I pretended to blush and ask her if she saw all that I did and she said "yes" as she slide her hand down between her thighs and rub her pussy lips and then bring her hand to her mouth and suck on them. My cock at this time was already throbbing in my shorts, and I knew that this mature woman was. The disappointment that drifted through her chilled her Arizona bones almost as much as the Rocky Mountain snow outside.She would just have to make do by herself, disappointment or not. Even in his absence she could still dream, still have some forbidden thoughts. And, after all, that new satin gown and matching thong was still in the closet.She put them on and admired herself for a while. Not bad for thirty-six, she thought. Turning slowly from side to side, the soft curves of her breasts. "I have to tell you something." I wrote back "Tell me what?" "Promise you wont freak out" she said. "Ya just tell me" "I think I'm a lesbian." I failed to reply to her. The weeks went by and I tried to avoid her ,but it wasn't that I was disgusted, I just didn't know what to think. I was still her friend and still hung out with her, and oddly enough the day she told me she liked me I didn't react badly at all. I knew she knew I was straight, but then again I didn't know if I was straight.. She had a leash attached to Jenny’s mother Lisa neck and her mother Nan was in another lawn chair with a large paddle in her hand swatting Lisa ass every once in a while.She was totally disgusted at the sight but excited at the same time. She slowly lowered her shorts and started rubbing her pussy. She thought about how it must feel to lick a black woman pussy and some herself very excited with the thought. Meanwhile her mother had got Laura off and had now shifted positions to put her face in.