I had just moved house. I hadn't managed to get my white goods wired and plumbed, they were due to be reinstalled in two days time. In the mean time I was running out of shirts, pants and socks. Some of the other stuff could wait a few days. I had seen a launderette just a few roads away and bundled up my stuff and some powder in a couple of bags. I arrived at the launderettes to find all machines in use and had to sit waiting. There was two old women cackling as they checked machines. Then there was a woman in early forties emptying a washing machine and waiting for a tumble dryer. After she emptied the machine I put my stuff in there. She now had two baskets of washing waiting to be dried. I was struggling to get the machine to run. The woman came to my assistance and the machine started. We casually passed a few words and then sat again waiting. The old women emptied one tumble dryer and was folding their dried washing. I watched the forty year old load half her stuff into the tumble dryer and set it going. I looked at the woman and thought that although she was probably more than ten years older than me, she was a very attractive woman. The washing machine stopped and I took my stuff out into one of the provided baskets. I was now waiting for a tumble dryer. One stopped and the old women emptied it and started folding the items. The forties woman loaded the empty machine with her second load and she started to fold her items. As I went to load my stuff into the tumble dryer I noticed that it was not quite empty. I retrieved the item and held them up saying to the forty year old I think these are yours. You wouldn't want them rubbing against my pants. Blushing she snatched a thong out of my hand and put it in with her folded items. The two old women started muttering. This caused the forties woman to laugh. then having finished folding she sat waiting for her second machine. The old women's stuff finished first and they were soon folded and gone. I apologized to the forties woman for having embarrassed her. She told me it was her fault for leaving it in the machine. I embarrassed her again saying that they looked sexy and would probably look even better on. A few moments later her second machine finished and she folded them and about to leave when I told her I would look forward to seeing her panties again. She gave a smile that was mixed with a blush as she left the launderette. A week later, I had my appliances fully installed, but wondered if the woman would return to the launderette. I bundled up some washing and powder and set off to be at the launderette at the same time as the previous week. On arrival there was an elderly couple and the forties woman already in there. In putting my stuff into a washer I said to the woman, "I hope you have got your panties tonight." The couple looked straight at the woman who immediately blushed. She tried to explain to them, but they made it quite clear they were not interested. Then we were sat waiting for machines to end. I said to the woman, "I bet your husband was pleased that you hadn't lost your knickers." She held up her left hand and said, "I don't have a husband." I countered, "Boyfriend or girlfriend then." She replied that she was on her own, but what would I have thought if she had a girlfriend. I told her that I wouldn't mind especially if I could watch. She blushed again. The man from the old couple tried to furtively rearrange his pants to get more comfortable. We chatted and flirted a bit more as the machines did their work. The old couple's dryer finished and she almost threw her stuff into a bag and dragged the old man out of the launderettes. The woman now introduced herself as Janice and I introduced myself. Whilst we waited I asked had she eaten that evening to which she replied that she had not. I asked her when we had finished would she like to go for a meal. She pointed out to me that she was a fair bit older that me. I told her that did not make her any less sexy. She blushed a little and then said that she would love to go for a meal. As soon as the machines were finished and we were packed, I walked her to my car. We loaded the laundry into the boot and as we got into the car I said, "I hope your panties behave themselves with my pants in the boot." She replied, "I expect not." We kept up the banter all the way to the White Swan pub and restaurant. We had a nice meal and as I was driving I had a coke. Janice had two glasses of wine. when we left she was a little tipsy and used my arm to steady herself. She told me that she very rarely had alcohol. I drove to my house and Janice asked where we were as I pulled up in the drive. I replied, "Where you can wash your panties next week." I got out and helped her out of the car and led her to the door. Once inside I pulled her too me and kissed her on the lips. At first she didn't seem to be joining in, and then she gave a big sigh and thrust her tongue into my mouth. It felt like she had just made a decision. I slowly walked Janice through to the lounge and onto the settee without breaking the kiss. When we did come up for air, "Wow, haven't done that in a long time, " Janice said. I told her that I couldn't believe that such a sexy looking woman didn't have lots of men perusing her. She told me that sadly not, and since getting a divorce four years ago had not been with a man since. As kissed again and I decided not to rush and scare her. To break the ice I quipped, "wonder what those panties of your are up to." She stood and raised her dress and said, "You had better look to find out." She was wearing a thong not dissimilar to those I returned last week. I joked, "Looks like they're about to come down." With that Janice stood and pulled her panties down and said, " Yes looks like they are misbehaving." I took Janice's hand and led her to my bedroom. I stood with her at the foot of the bed and slowly undressed her and then myself. She now had a shy smile on her face. I laid her on the bed and laid down with her. I was kissing her forehead eyes ears mouth neck. Taking things very slowly, not to scare her and to savor and enjoy her. Then I worked my was down her upper chest to her breasts and concentrated for a while on her full rounded chest, working particularly hard on her stiffening nipples. Her hands were now holding the sides of my face as I enjoyed her breasts. Eventually I worked my way down over her stomach towards her sex, but I stopped just short and moved to her feet kissing and licking her toes. Then slowly up her legs and thighs. She was now holding my head again. I'm not sure quite when but she had opened her legs fairly wide. As I got to her sex I pulled on the brown crinkle lips and slipped them one at a time into my mouth and sucked on them. Janice groaned and pulled at my head as if trying to get it into her fanny. As I kissed and licked the lips her small furry triangle rubbed against my forehead. Then I moved and sucked on her clit that was now fully exposed. She jerked as my tongue touched her and she pulled my by my ears tighter against her sex. She smelt and tasted great and the experience was intoxicating. I was drunk by fanny. Janice suddenly stiffened and let out a long growl. Then took a large breath and groaned loudly. I knew she had come as she flooded my face with her erotic juices. I lapped long at the juices as they wet her fanny, thighs and my face. This made her come again. She asked me to stop as she had got too sensitive. I climbed up the bed and we faced each other and kissed a passionate kiss. We broke for air. "Love a drink, "she said. Ied her by the hand, still totally naked, to the kitchen and asked, " tea, coffee, or something stronger. "Wine if you have it she replied. I grabbed two glasses and at the fridge I was pouring two generous glasses of red wine. Janice push the button on the washing machine and the display lit up then she tried the tumble dryer and that also burst into life. "You didn't need to go to the launderette at all," she said. I told her she was right that I had wanted to see more of her. Still stood naked she laughed, "well you cant see much more of me now." I replied, "But I can kiss more of you." She told me I was a naughty boy. I answered that this boy was going to be even naughtier yet. She grabbed my hand and almost dragged me back to the bedroom. I went down on her again and this time she wriggled around to be able to get to my cock. She subbed it on her tits and the on her face before tentatively licking the tip. It was my turn to groan. Then she sucked my cock deep into her mouth. I had to stop her fairly quickly as I would have cum. I asked her what her favorite position was. She told me she had never been asked that before and then paused a moment then told me could we do it face to face as she wanted to continue kissing me. We laid on our sides with me between her thighs. She guided my cock to her sex and steered me in. It was heaven and when we kissed the emotions released made the whole experience very heady and we lasted a long time building to the most shattering orgasm of my life. I pumped what felt like gallons of sperm into her willing sexy body. Janice went home two days later. I was mentally and physically exhausted, but extremely happy. For nearly two years Janice would come around and do her washing and I would do Janice. Then one day she stopped coming. I had no idea where she lived as she kept it a secret. I visited the launderette a few times to no avail. I miss you Janice and if you read this please get back in touch.