Crossdressing with my moms friend

I tried to insist that i didn't need to talk to anyone and that i didn't even want to dress up anymore (which was a lie....I'd not dressed since mom caught me and was now desperate to slip into something feminine)
reluctantly i agreed. We arranged for me to visit after school, I'd go for tea and then we'd chat, before she ran me home.

next day at school was a torment. i was dreading "chatting" with Linda. God knows what she thought she "knew" that was going to make thing better.
I got to her house at about 4:30. her small red car was on the drive, so i knew she was home. gutted!
I knocked, she answered she was wearing a black tailored skirt suit, and white blouse with black patent heels. she looked smart. like she'd dressed specially.
"you look nice" I said, "Thankyou Simon" she replied. I've been for a job interview. This seemed unlikely, Linda worked from home and judging by the decor was doing quite well.

we went through to the kitchen where linda served tea. She'd prepared a full cooked dinner, like we only had on Sundays at home. "Job interview my arse" I thought.
Linda wasn't an attractive woman, but not ugly she was short, but around my height in her heels. she had almost white blonde hair. not long, but backcombed to make it "bigger" she was I guess late 40's. She was single. Mom had told me the gory details of how her boyfriend had left her for a much younger woman.

Over the meal we made small talk about school, about whether I had a girlfriend (I didn't) a boyfriend? (i'd acted indignant and said NO!)
I'd tried to avoid the subject hoping she'd just be happy with the small talk but eventually she'd asked how long i'd been dressing.

"around 12 months"

"Because it turns you on?"

"I guess so yes..." (embarrassed)

"look, your mom is wrong to repremand you about this, in fact, if you were my son, I'd just get you some of your own clothes to wear and let you work it out"