What can I say? After I broke in dad's girlfriend, Gladys, she let her whole freaky side come right out into the open. I'd fucked her on a Thursday. She called on Friday to tell me how much she wanted me as she masturbated on the phone. On Saturday, she called again in the early afternoon as I was working out at the gym.
"Mike," she whispered I into the phone as I toweled off. "I need you. I need you. Now."
I laughed. "Yeah. How much do you need me?"
"Goddam, you bastard," she whispered hoarsely. "I need you sooooo much. Come over now."
I could hear the lawn mower going in the background.
"Where's dad?" I asked her.
"He's out cutting the grass," Gladys whispered. "Come over now and I'll meet you up in the old apartment."
I smiled. I had lived above dad's garage until he kicked me out and I went to live with my sexy grandma.
"I'll be there in five minutes," I said. "Be ready."
I changed t-shirts and grabbed my gym bag and cycle helmet. I jumped on my motorcycle and cruised over to dad's place. I parked the bike a couple of doors down from his house and hiked up the block. I could hear the lawnmower sputtering in back of the house. Luckily, he had a big yard so I could bank on some time with Gladys without having to worry about the old man snooping around.
I crossed the front lawn and climbed the stairs to my old apartment. I opened the door and there stood Gladys, wearing only a sheer gown. Her big tits pushed the gauzy material outward in a big tent. I could see her long slender legs and her shaved pussy. She looked up at me silently. Then, slowly, she raised her arms toward me and crossed her wrists.
I smiled. She looked to the bed and I saw a pair of velvety cords coiled on top of the mattress. I grabbed one and pulled Gladys's hands behind her back and tied her wrists together. Then I pushed her down on her knees and she sucked my big cock into her hungry mouth, the whole while making hungry little grunts. I stood her up and pushed her over to the window and turned her around. We could see dad below, pushing the lawn mower around the yard. Gladys gasped. I pushed her against the window sill and shoved my cock up her wet pussy. We fucked gleefully as dad cut the grass below us. After we finished up, I smacked her ass playfully and headed back outside.
She called again that night and then again on Sunday. We had a short conversation where I told her that I would be calling her from now on. She was strictly forbidden to call me unless I asked her to.
"Yes, Mike," she whispered into the phone. "Whatever you say."
Monday morning, I woke up horny. Granny had left on Sunday to visit her other daughter in Bakersfield. I called up Gladys.
"Hey, bitch," I said into the phone. "Did you leave for work yet?"
"No, Mike," Gladys answered, breathily. "I'm still at home."
"Good," I said. "Call in sick. I'm coming over."
She sighed deeply. "Oh baby, I've missed you so much."
I hung up and pulled on jeans and a t-shirt. Fifteen minutes later, I was in dad's kitchen, downing a glass of orange juice. Gladys sat at the breakfast noon, still in her business suit.
"Mike," she smile at me. "I went shopping this weekend. Can I show you what I bought."
I laughed. "Sure, Gladys, so long as it's not blouses and hand soap."
She popped up off her chair and gave me a peck on my cheek.
"No, baby," she said. "You'll like what I've got a whole lot better."
She practically ran out of the room. I settled down on a kitchen chair and opened up the newspaper. Ten minutes later, Gladys rushed breathlessly into the room. I looked up and whistled. She wore a pair of black leather hot pants and a matching black leather bra that pushed her tits up into bulging hillocks. She had on a pair of black, patent leather stiletto heels that made her long looks look even longer.
"Nice, baby," I said, already pulling my t-shirt over my head. "Come on over here and let me check you out."
Gladys tottered over and I gave her a hot wet kiss and then stepped back. I ran my hand over her body, from just below her neck, down over her tits, across her flat, smooth stomach, and then down along her crotch. She sighed and I felt her body trembling.
"I bought something else," she whispered. "Something for you."
I stepped back further. "Well, what are you waiting for? Go get me my present."
She smiled and turned to walk out of the kitchen. I admired her swaying hips and big firm ass. She came back into the kitchen with a smallish square box. She handed it to me and gave me a kiss. I lifted the box lid and pulled aside the tissue paper. Inside was a metal studded dog collar, and coiled around the collar was a thin, leather leash. I looked up at her and smiled. Gladys was blushing.
I pulled the collar and leash out. I uncoiled the leash and snapped it between my hands.
"Very nice, baby," I said. "Do you want me to collar you?"
Gladys swallowed. "Yes, Mike. Please. I can't wait."
I stepped close to her and unbuckled the collar. Slowly, I wrapped it around her neck until it was tight but not constricting. Gladys swallowed several times rapidly and raised her head. She uttered a small moan as I pulled the collar snug. I snapped the tiny little buckle into place. Then, I raised the leash and playfully smacked her ass with it.
"More?" I said.
"Yes," she answered. "More, please."
