After I was encouraged to fondle Bella to yet another orgasm by two insistent women, Bella rubbed my cock with an exceptionally shapely foot, then ordered me on my knees to lick Emma's feet, which I gladly did. I never thought of myself as having a foot fetish, but after savoring every inch of that part of grandma's body and having Bella stroke my cock with her pedal extremity, I knew it was definitely something I wanted to explore further.
Emma looked over at Bob's house, still not able to tell if he was still watching, but she didn't care. After she heard how selfish the man was she barely gave him a second thought. Yes, a deal was a deal, but if he didn't use the binoculars, it was on him.
Tommy hadn't had another orgasm, but he collapsed next to Bella as though he had. Emma joined them on the mattress, laid her arms across both of the younger people.
"Hey Bella, how long a drive is it to home?"
"Oh, if traffic is good, a little over five hours. If the thruway is backed up, as long as it takes. Why?"
"You drive up here how often," she asked with some trepidation, as she wasn't sure if she wanted to upend the girl's life, nor her own. But if she didn't ask, it would never happen, and these sexual trysts would only happen when she visited Bob.
"Usually once every few months. I worry about Bob, since he's my only family. Mom and dad ran away to lord knows where as soon as I graduated high school. But again, why?"
"How'd you like not having to make that drive to see your grandpa, or us?"
"You mean he lives here? Grandpa said he came up here a while ago, but didn't say much else about it, other than to ogle you and even Tommy sometimes. I think he likes it when you wear women's clothes," she said, grinning at the man. Tommy blushed harder than ever. He's never thought of himself as being interested in men, but if the man came as quickly as Bella had said, it might not be so bad to have his dick inside of him.
"What do you have in mind, Emma? Do you want me to come up here more often, because I can."
"No no, that's too long a drive, even if only a few times a year. But you know, this is a big house, and I only use a few rooms."
"You mean you want me to move in here," she said, a surprised look filling her lips and eyes.
"Well, if you'd like to, I can move you in as soon as you're ready."
"Well, shit, I'm ready. Except I have to go back to Jersey for a few things. But, yeah, I'd be honored to share your house. But I do gotta ask, Emma, does he come with the house." she asked, pointing at me.
"Well of course, sweetheart. After me, he's the main attraction. Did you think otherwise?"
"No. Just that there are so many things I can with both of you. He seems to really like feet. I love a man with a foot fetish."
"He didn't have one before you came along. You do bring a lot to the table," grandma said as Bella got dressed. "And you can have your pick of bedrooms. There are five of them. All of them with fireplaces and king beds. If you like grandpa's bedroom, we can change out what you don't want. But one more question before you go. Do you any high-waisted panties?"
"Hell yeah, Emma. I even have a spare pair of yoga shorts I don't mind giving up," she said, giving me a sideways glance, a smile and a whisper of a blush.
"Thank you my dear. And when you come back, we're going shopping for for shoes."
"Hmmm...what size do you wear, Tommy?"
"Seven. Grandma bought me a pair that fit perfectly. The heels are kind of on the low side, though."
"Grandma, we won't have to go shopping. I've got a couple of pairs I only wear once in a while I can lend this sweet little fucker."
The talk of me wearing high heels with yoga pants and shorts was turning me on, doubled by me seeing Bella in stilettos. I knew she would be back in a day or two, but I was missing her already. I knew I was little more than a boy-toy to her, and would eventually bore her, but I had grandma to keep me company and coming back for more of her pleasures.
After Bella left, grandma came up to me with a soft look on her cheeks and a slight, almost sad, smile. "You really like her," she stated.
The question floored me so that it took me a few seconds to compose myself. It was no use in lying to Emma, but I really didn't know if I just had a crush on the girl or if something else was happening.
"I don't know mom. She's awfully pretty and..."
"And hot, don't forget hot. I think she'll make a perfect addition to our little family. And I wouldn't blame you if you fell for her, my boy. To tell you the truth, I have a little, um, buzz for her, too. Hell, if I wasn't so old, I might be convinced to marry her myself."
"Emma, you're not old. I wouldn't be in love with an old lady."
"In love? Are you trying to tell me that you're -"
"Yes ma'am. Everytime we make love it's like a day to celebrate. Even when I look at you from another room I can't believe my luck. You're every boy's dream, and the fact that you're not only my grandma but my lover, too? I mean WOW."
"You know, Tommy, normally it's emotionally impossible to be in love with two people, but this may be one of those rare times. I feel that way about her and you. But even if she skips out of our lives in a few months, you will always be my first. So, go for it, babe. She's hot, sweet and oh so willing. And I kinda think she likes you, too.