Act 3 – The Twinkle Begins to Glow
I got home later than usual tonight, but I was one happy and sexually satisfied man. Maude was not only a surprise for a woman of her years, but she seemed to have an insatiable appetite for my cock. Believe me, I'm not complaining. That woman awakened desires and needs within me that I had forgotten about, and in the process she had drained every sexual reservoir in my body. I was definitely looking forward to peaceful, uninterrupted slumber this night.
Then I saw the light flashing on my answering machine. Probably someone needing some home repairs, I thought to myself, but surely it could wait till morning. No, what if it was an emergency. I wouldn't be able to sleep tonight in spite of the all day sedative Maude has so pleasantly administered. I pushed the button, and here's what I heard.
"Randy," Maude's voice said pleasantly, "I hope you don't mind my calling this late, but I've been thinking. Since my plumbing has been inactive for so long, before today that is, I was thinking maybe it would be a good idea if I had a qualified technician on hand for a couple of days to make sure everything is in good working order. You did a marvelous job today. Hopefully I can convince you that my equipment needs more attention. Of course, you are the only man I will consider to handle the job, so either give me a call or grab your toothbrush and come on over here. Use the back door; there's a key under the mat. I miss you, and I need you."
I had no problem finding my toothbrush, and I even tossed into a small satchel a change of underwear and a knit shirt. Who knows how long this job might take?
The back porch light was on, and the key was exactly where Maude said it would be. I quietly let myself into the house, and closed the door softly like I was an errant spouse guilty of a curfew violation. Then I thought better of my action.
"Maude," I called out rather softly in respect of the late hour.
"Randy, is that you?" Unmistakably she had heard my call and recognized my voice. "Turn right at the head of the stairs. It's the first door on your left." There was a slight pause, and then, "Hurry." I heard her giggle after that last remark, but I was as eager as she was to continue our face to face relationship. I took the stairs two at a time, turned right and then across the hall on the left to the open doorway.
There was a small lamp on the bedside table giving off a dim light much the same as a night light would do, and other than that the room was dark. There was enough like, however, for me to tell that Maude was in bed with the covers pulled up to her chin. She wore an impish grin, and the twinkle was back in her eyes.
"Hi, beautiful," I said cheerfully.
"We're not supposed to lie to each other, remember?" she said.
"Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder," I reminder her politely.
"Okay then," she exclaimed with an air of mirth in her voice, and threw back the bed covers. As you will recall, Maude is a large woman, and there before me tonight was every bit of her butt naked. "You like?" It was too dimly lit for me to see the mischief in her eyes, but I knew it was there.
"Beautiful," I repeated.
"Thank you," was her modest reply, but she did choose to spread her legs noticeably to further make her point. "Please join me, Sir. We can make our introductions as the evening develops." She wiggled over to the far side of the bed, and patted the area that she had been keeping warm for me.
"You will be gentle, won't you?" I asked in jest as I crawled onto the bed.
"I earnestly have every intention of fucking your brains out before we finish," she cooed as she snuggled up to my now naked body. "Is that gun loaded, mister?"
"Cock it and see for yourself, ma'am."
Her hand was warm, and soft, and firm. My cock was willing and soon to be hard. Our lips were soft and eager, and our tongues were as curious as ever.
"Will you eat my pussy? It's so lonely."
