Perverts 'R' Us

Getting Ready

By Martin ( F/m, inc )

My husband's away this weekend. He's gone off to an Army reunion. You know the sort of thing, lots of old boys reliving their youth and drinking too much.

To keep me company, my grandson Bobby is coming to stay over. He's seventeen and such a "big boy," if you know what I mean. I always like to wear something special for him.

So, here I am, a sixty-seven-year-old woman just out of the shower, in my robe and putting on my make-up. Dark red lipstick, two layers, followed by gloss, dark blue eye shadow, again two layers, false eyelashes (have you any idea how hard it is to find these nowadays), and black mascara.

"Gran", he says, "I like my bitches made up like whores, real heavy makeup that smears when I cum over them."

Well, what else can a loving Grandmother do?

My hair, grey, of course now, I'll fluff up with the dryer. We've been talking about me going a really tarty blonde, just to emphasise I'm a slut. Bobby says if I do he'll take me "dogging". I'll drive us out to a secluded spot and we'll let guys wank over us as we have sex. It sounds really exciting, I must admit.

Once I'm made up, it's the jewellery. A diamante choker (which he bought me, he's so kind), and some bangles for my arms, big hoop earrings (his present, again), and what he calls our "engagement ring". This is a huge rock in a gold setting. It's costume jewellery of course, but it looks good. Even so, it must have cost a bit. Bobby said it would have done, but he stole it.

"I love you so much Gran, I'll even steal for you!" Isn't he sweet?

Of course Brian, my husband, has never seen any of this. It lives in a special box in the back of my dressing table drawer.

I keep my real ring on, of course, and my wedding ring. Bobby says he likes to be reminded that he's cuckolding his Grandfather and that I'm just an adulterous whore!

Then, of course, I put on my slut clothes. We have such fun shopping for these. The looks on the salesgirls' faces is a picture. Sometimes, they make it clear they'd like to join us. Who knows, maybe one day…..?

First, it's my suspender belt and stockings. Black with six suspenders and sheer black nylons, with seams, of course.

Then it's my skimpy black panties. A thong really, with a string up my bum and a panel covering my pussy. I have to wank this into myself to get it really wet so Bobby can have something to take home with him when he goes. He says that sometimes he sells them to other boys at school. Some nights, as I'm in bed listening to Brian snore, it makes me so wet thinking of those young lads jerking off while sniffing my fuck juice.

Finally, I put on my bra. Nature gave me 38D boobs and, although they droop a bit now, Bobby says they are, "a great pair of udders, Gran!" I have a black lacy Wonder Bra that gives me a cleavage like the Grand Canyon.

Over the top goes a long, black, see-through negligee.

The shoes are the most spectacular part. Black patents with three inch platforms, nine-inch heels and ankle straps. We got them on-line from a sex-store site. I was petrified Brian would take the delivery when I was out but, fortunately he didn't.

I told Bobby, "Darling, I'll never walk in those!"

He just said, "Learn, slut. Anyway most of the time you're in them you'll either be on your back or bent over, so what's the problem."

In spite of that, I always make sure I put them on after I've gone downstairs.

He'll be here in about ten minutes. He's just sent me a text. He made me get a mobile (we sometimes have phone sex during break when he's at school). "GT YR CNT JCY SLT IM HRD 4 U."

Oh God! I love this. Well, I have to go. Ladies, remember the finest anti-aging treatment is to get fucked rigid by a teenage boy at every possible opportunity. Try it. You won't be disappointed, I promise."

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