'Good morning, Alice! Oh! I did not know you had company! I will speak to you later, Love.'
'Don't go, Terry! This is Molly, my daughter! I was telling her all about you. What a lovely man you are! Say hello to Terry, Molly.'
'I must say you have brought back a grin to my Mum's face, Terry. I am very pleased to meet you. I'm a lonely widow-woman too. I was wondering if you had some of the joy you give my Mum, for me?'
Before you think I am cradle snatching. Alice did tell me about this daughter of hers and I happened to know she is fifty-nine years young. A little bit plump here and there, but still a nice looking woman. She was no shrinking violet because she got up laboriously from her chair and grabbed my old bones and gave me a smacker on my lips that even a vacuum cleaner company would have given thousands to get hold of. Of course old Alice was back to her grinning again and me not noted for my bravery when facing extreme peril...Wanted out of there!
I was Mollified! My heart was palpitating alarmingly. I sat down on the couch because my legs were crying out for my trusty Zimmer. Being macho and a show-off at heart I had bravely walked across to Alice's unaided. After all, if you want to get into a girls knickers you have to prove that you are capable, don't you? Although, saying that, since the first time, I hadn't exactly required a shoe-horn to get into Alice's best knickers. In fact, I was a bit worried about my benefits, Social Services might think old Alice and I were co-habiting! 'No! Your Honour, old Alice and me, we were just being a bit friendly!'
Sitting on the couch was another mistake of a mammoth size. Molly sat next to me. She sat down and I was elevated so that we were seeing eye to eye again. Which wasn't a good thing because Alice - aiding and abetting the conspiracy - had quietly slipped through to the kitchen with the aid of her Zimmer. This did not go unnoticed by Molly who attacked me from all quarters. I struggled passionately and protested gallantly, but to no avail! She mauled me into a kissable position and tongue lashed my tonsils and had my cock out of my pants quicker than you can say, 'John Thomas.' Molly has the hands of a farmer's wife. I never had a chance!
Watch out! Alice is back!
'Molly! Will you stop that! Terry don't want you sprawling all over him like that. Behave and be gentle with him. Maybe I should teach you the facts of life, Girl! When I told you about the birds and the bees, I meant that it was for human beings too. Not as you ever were a human being, Molly! Why don't you place him on the chair-lift and take him upstairs and show him that you can be a nice girl.'
'Oh! Can I, Mummy? Come on, Terry! Let me help you upstairs. What I'm going to give you will be much better than all them pills the doctor gives you to keep you alive. I have proved you are still alive, I gave you a hard-on didn't I? Or is that because riga-mortis has already set in?'
On the way up to the upper floor, Molly danced attendance by hugging me tightly so that I could not make my escape. Some how her bodice had come undone and her bra which clipped together between her Kilimanjaro like boobs was also open and so was providing me with a vista of ample feminine loveliness. My bi-focals were playing havoc because it was as though I was surrounded by mountain peaks.
From the top landing until arriving on my back on Alice's bed was meteoric. She just scooped me up like a bride over the threshold, carried me at the run and plonked me down on protesting bed- springs. I heard the motor of the chair-lift whining and knew it had gone back down to pick up Alice, not as Molly needed reinforcements. At my time of life, two anxious pussies would mean my sudden death by misadventure. The well known saying, 'Dying laughing.' Was a sombre thought, but at this moment, possible. A myriad of Zimmers sporting celestial wings flashed across my conscious mind. I watched them disappearing into the clouds until!
'Look at me, Terry. Please, look at me!'
Dare I? The bravery thing was irking me again. I shrugged nonchalantly and opened just one eye, then two! Molly was naked and filling my vision, wall to wall. Come back Sharon Stone, all is forgiven! Her thighs were like a giant nut-crackers! A true reincarnation of the Grand Canyon, even down to it's multi cacti undergrowth. Amazingly her forest of pussy hair was jet black which was probably down to the knowledge of her dear departed husband who was an arable farmer with a sound know how in the use of potassium-nitrate fertilizers.
Molly moved towards me to reveal Alice who was half the size and a quarter of the weight of her Daughter. Sweet Alice was naked too. and also hell-bent in her quest to get at my body trapped on her bed. A body in mortal fear of the unknown. The bedstead screeched angrily when Molly just stepped up onto it as if it was but a piffling stepping stone and marched to the wall-side of the bed and flopped down and caused a high reading on the Richter Magnitude Scale.
Meanwhile, Alice, featherlike, came into my welcome arms, because out of the two luscious specimens of feminine delight I chose the one who I knew would be more gentle on the fair, wear and tear of my bone-structure. I kissed her and she kissed me back so lovingly, I immediately thought of asking her to share Zimmers with me. Her touch on my testicles was fairy-like and arousing. Then I felt her fingers walking up my shaft, measuring, an inch at a time. Unconsciously I went to the fingers of my other hand when she got to five.
