Janna: I'll be your sex slave for a night if you fix the clutch on my car.
Gram: You'll do anything?
Janna: Anything.
Gram: Even my friends?
Janna: Even your friends.
Gram: They can do anything they want?
Janna: YES but you have to supply the dope. I want to be good and stoned and you have to give them some Blue pills. I don't want any softies or quitters.
The next day.
Janna tugged on his foot that was sticking out from under her car. "Get that clutch fixed yet big boy?"
All he could see was her ankles and the hem of her sheer blue robe. He knew she had nothing else on under it. Janna knelt down and dug his limp dick out of his pants and took the whole thing in her mouth, swishing her tongue around it till it was too big to fit. She squeezed some lube, she just happened to have, on him and started to stroke with speed. As he was getting close he felt her mouth on the tip and she started sucking, her hand steady. He finally tipped over the edge and started pumping into her mouth.
After he was empty Janna grabbed a blue shop towel and wiped him off. "You better finish tonight."
"I'll try." He croaked.
That was Friday night. After the test drive the date was set for Monday, 5 PM.
Monday.
Gram made a list of what he wanted her to wear and left it on the bed when he went off to work Monday morning. She had to be ready by four even though he would get home at five. He liked the idea of her waiting around in her sexy lingerie. His cock was dripping all day just thinking about it!
Janna didn't know what to expect but she had her list or orders as Gram called them, so she followed them to the letter. After all, her car shifts fine now.
First was a long bath, some powder and some perfume. Then she laid out the black lingerie on the bed that was on the list, all his favorites she noticed. She started with clipping on the six strap garter belt around her narrow waist and flat stomach and pulled on the seamed stockings thinking that the seams won't be straight later if she's a lucky slave. Then she pulled on the crotch-less panties from Fredrick's Of Hollywood from the seventies! She could almost feel his mouth on her tingly bits now. Then came a half bra covered by a tailored button up blouse. Her breasts were tight against the sheer nylon that caused wrinkles in the fabric to radiate out from her nipples. "He loves my tits" she thought looking in the mirror.
Her heart jumped when she heard the door unlock at five. She flung the soaked towel she was sitting on behind the couch and ran to the door. Gram came in and spun her around and liked what he saw. He told her to sit in the wooden chair and wait wile he showers. When he came out in his robe he had a package. It was a black leather hood with only a round mouth hole. "No talking tonight, you are my slave, so remember that!"
Janna's pulse quickened, this was new to her. He told her to get to her knees and he pulled the hood over her head. It was all dark and quiet inside as she felt him buckle the back tightly. Suddenly she felt a wet dick push past her lips and teeth into her mouth. She could taste the cum already. Great she thought, now I'll have cum breath. He pulled out and lifted her back onto the chair. Then she felt some pills being pushed into her mouth and a glass of water put into her hand. She drank.
After sitting there for what seemed a long time Janna felt a warmth flow through her body. She became aware of the hood pulling on her hair, the tightness of her garter belt and straps keeping up her stockings. She ran her hand over the silky stocking top feeling how her thigh bulged out from them just a little. Her heart was beating faster now and she desperately wanted a cock inside her, anywhere.
Janna heard the door bell ring. Gram pulled her to her feet and leads her to the door. He pulled her hand out and she felt some pills drop into it. "Just hold your hand out."
"Oh my god." she thought. She felt her nipples harden from the cold air when the door swung open.