Chapter 3: Milo
Morning dawned bright and glorious contrasting the billowing darkness within her. Tina stared blankly at the alarm clock on her nightstand. Another minute past like the myriad before it in an unbearable sadness she didn't know if she could endure another moment. Derrick and Emily had been gone for several hours already. Tina had tried to persuade her husband not to leave, but he was resolute. He took their daughter, got into his car and drove off without ever looking back. She wanted to hate him, but mostly she hated herself.
The clock hit ten thirteen. A knock on the door roused Tina from her misery. Throwing on her robe she made her way downstairs to answer it.
"Henry!" she gasped, "I completely forgot today was Wednesday."
Mr. Appleton's smile faded. He was accustomed to Tina answering the door dressed as a Catholic school girl and appeared wholly disappointed in her current attire. Somewhere in his late seventies, Henry was her oldest and most interesting client. She would pretend to be a naughty girl in need of discipline from her grandpa. He would provide his wayward granddaughter with a well deserved spanking before satisfying her ravenous need for cock with a good fucking.
"Forgot?" he said a grin returning to his aged face, "I think someone needs a paddling to her pretty fanny."
Tina shook her head smiling. He was such a cute old man. She hated to send him away without getting him off, but sex was the farthest thing from her mind at the moment.
"I'm really sorry Henry, but I'm sort of pressed for time today. Maybe we can reschedule for sometime later this week?"
A look of supreme deflation swept over him making Tina feel guilty. She should have called Evan to cancel all her appointments today, she thought. The idea the poor guy had taken his Viagra for nothing made her feel even worse. Tina always assumed he took some sort of medication, because he had way too much stamina for a man his age. Henry mumbled something about it being alright and started to leave.
"I guess I could squeeze you in," she sighed grabbing his arm and pulling him inside.
She really wasn't in the mood for this, but he looked so pitiful she just didn't have the heart to send him away. Henry beamed with excitement as she led him upstairs to her bedroom.
"Wait right here while I change," she said sitting him on the edge of her bed.
Tina disappeared into an exceptionally large walk-in closet. The space was the size of a small bedroom and contained row upon row of her clothes and shoes. The closet even had a door leading into the master bath. Unseen by the naked eye was another section in the far recesses, hidden behind a row of coats and long dresses, which held her work clothes. Here she kept an assortment of lingerie, sluttish eveningwear, costumes, sex toys and accessories used to practice her craft. Tina grabbed Henry's favorite outfit, a blue, green and white tartan mini-skirt, white button-up blouse, white knee-high stockings and black patent leather high heels before slipping into the bathroom to get ready. Several minutes later she emerged, hair in pig tails prepared for their weekly role play to begin.
"Grandpa! What are you doing here?" Tina exclaimed sounding overly dramatic.
"I was about to ask you the same question young lady," the old man said sternly, "Are you meeting a boy?"
His act was more believable, which she found slightly creepy. Continuing the well rehearsed drama, Tina didn't answer. Instead she gazed guiltily at her feet, fidgeting as she thought a naughty girl might after being caught.
"I thought so," he scolded, "How many times do you have to be punished before you'll stop chasing after men's cocks? That is why you're here, right? My shameless little granddaughter is hungry for man meat, isn't she?"
"I'm sorry grandpa. I promise I won't do it again. Please don't spank me on my bare bottom," Tina pleaded seductively.
"You've left me no choice baby girl. Bend over and lift your skirt," he ordered.
Tina complied hesitantly, pretending to be afraid.
"Please grandpa, don't," she said looking back at him over her shoulder.
Henry removed his belt and doubled it over. He gave it a few practice whacks against his open hand before laying the first smack on her bare ass.
"Ouch! Please don't"
Another smack a little harder this time hit evenly across her tender backside. The sharp slap of leather to flesh resonated. Tina cried out again. Henry followed with another dozen or so blows leaving her bottom quite pink. Although she begged and pleaded for mercy throughout, in reality the spanking was far more arousing than painful. The belt marks and mild stinging normally dissipated in short order.
"I hope you've learned your lesson young lady," he said stroking her ass tenderly, "You know I hate spanking you, but it's for your own good."
"But I'm still hungry, grandpa," Tina cooed sweetly batting her eyes at the old man innocently.
"My, my you are the naughty one," he said squeezing her left cheek, "What am I going to do with you?"
With that he undid his pants and removed them along with his underwear. His chubby erection was sticking straight out from his crotch, the glisten of precum at the tip. It wasn't huge by any stretch, but his five and half inch cock had nice girth. Tina slid off the edge of the bed and sucked it into her mouth. Henry groaned as she began methodically bobbing over its length. She only sucked it a few minutes not wanting him to cum before he had a chance to fuck her. At his age he usually had but one ejaculation before he was spent.
Mr. Appleton laid her back over the edge of the bed onto her stomach. Tina felt the sloppy wet sensation of the lubricated latex-sheathed cock head against her sex. Pulling up and back on her hips, Henry pushed into her. She sighed happily at the rush of pleasure his member elicited. I'm such a slut, she thought as delight washed over her. She simply loved getting fucked; any time, any where by any cock.
"Oh Grandpa, your cock feels so good," she moaned.
"My little girl likes having her Granddaddy's dick in her, doesn't she?" he teased pounding away from behind her.
"Yes...YES...I DOOOOO," she cried as he relentlessly stroked in and out, "FUCK ME HARD, GRANDPA...OHHHH SHIT YEAH...FUCK YOUR LITTLE WHORE...GRANDPA...FUCK ME PLEASEEEEE."
He was cumming far sooner than she wanted. His pumping slowed and then ceased. Henry slid out of her and staggered back a few steps. Tina rolled over onto her back, legs spread breathing heavy. Henry had an odd glint in his eye.
"You're one perverted old man," she teased winking at him.
