A man in a mac

There is a rustling from where you are both looking, and then from behind the tree, a man of at least 50 appears, wearing a long overcoat, strange considering the warmth of the evening.

You find you are unable to take your eyes of the sight, and as you watch, he pulls his coat open wide, revealing trousers that are around his knees, and a cock that is standing proud.

After the initial shock of being flashed has worn off, you and Lucy burst into a fit of laughter at the pervert, who is now just standing there, legs apart and hips thrust forward to make his cock the focal point of his body.

“You call that a flash?” you manage to get the words out between bouts of laughter, you and Lucy almost doubled up with the hysteria.

“Yeah, come on, surely you can do better than that” Lucy joins in the teasing as the pervert stands there now looking a little unsure of himself.

”This is a flash mate,” you shout at him, and turning around, you grab your skirt and drag it up over your ass, leaning forward to wiggle in his direction. As Lucy breaks into another fit of giggles beside you, you drop your skirt and turn back to them.

The pervert gives you both a startled look before closing his coat and once more vanishing behind his tree.

“Well, that was definitely something you don’t see everyday” Lucy comments as she wipes the laughter tears from her eyes careful not to smudge her makeup. “Now, where were we going to anyway?”