When I was 18 and a uni student I would usually have afternoons off at home. I couldn’t understand why the next door neighbours wife (Mrs J….) kept calling around in the early afternoons to ask if mom was home. After a few weeks of this, she came around one afternoon, pushed me up against the hall wall and started kissing and fondling. I lasted about 2 minutes the first time with a stand up, but I got better. She was my moms age of 46.