So we walked upstairs and as Carrie was in front of me, she kept wiggling that fine arse and I kept tapping it harder everytime. Just reaching the top step and her mum cam into view. Hello John, she said. Thank you for coming round to help us. Hi Celeste, no problems, always happy to help two damsels in distress. I followed Carrie into tha back room which turned out to be a kind of office. Lots of photos on the wall, which most were of Celeste. Her hubby was a photographer and used his family as models to promote his business. Unfortunately the last two years prior to his death, he had become unwell and slipped into dementia. There was a lot of boxes and bags in there again with numbers and so Carrie went downstairs to get the note pad to continue with her list of where these boxes were going. Celeste, is 75, a damn good looking woman, long dark hair, a slim body, nice arse and tits. Still very fuckable. She starts to tell me about his illness that started two years before his final 8 months. He had a fall and it took its toll on him, he started to forget things and the last 16 months were the worst. He even got to the stage where he would not know who anyone was and even lash out at Celeste. She told me that whenever he saw a photo of her, he would remember that day, but nothing else. Carrie came back with the list and started to write down the numbers as to where the boxes and bags were to go. Garage 1, charity 2, boot fair 3 and rubbish 4.
So we started to pack my van with the rubbish, as I was doing this one of the bags split and some photos fell out of Celeste. She was wearing very little apart from some black nylon, a silk suspender belt and holding a riding crop. Her breasts on show and she looked sexy. I picked them up and put them to one side. On the photo was the date which was four years ago. This would have made her just over 71 and boy she was hot. I carried on loading and found some more, this time she was naked and playing with a dildo. I had struck gold. I finished loading my van and went in for a cuppa as Celeste called me in. Sat in the kitchen chatting to her and Carrie, my mind wandered back to the pics I had found. I was getting a little aroused. Carrie then said that she needed to go out and would i mind taking her? I said of course not. We drove out of her road and headed for the nearest shop which was 4 miles through the countryside. As we got out of sight of her mum's house, she leant across and rubbed my cock through my trousers. Unzipping my fly and taking out my semi hard cock and stroking it, she wanted to drive down the lane and have me fuck her against a tree. Of course I didn't say no and so we parked and headed into the trees, she got on her knees, tits out of her dress and started to suck me off. I got hard very quickly still thinking about her mums pics and si got her up and pulled her against the tree, lifting up her skirt and planting my cock inside her, pumping away until cum. I didn't wait for her to cum as I said get back in the car and let's get to where you want to go and then get back to your mums. We arrived at the shop, she went in, got some groceries and then we went back.
Carrie went and put them away as I returned upstairs to where Celeste was, knelt on the floor in the office. I walked in and stood over her. I asked her when the last time she had modelled for David, her husband.She replied about 6 years ago. I said are you sure, she looked puzzled at me, I said what did you wear for your last time, she started to look a little flushed as she started to think. I said, only I found these in the rubbish and showed her the pics. She looked up at me and smiled. Oh, you weren't supposed to find them . I said why would you want to throw them out as they were beautiful as are you Celeste. She blushed, still kneeling at my feet. I asked her how she felt when she dressed like that, and she replied that felt sexy but mainly submissive as David was quite a dominant man and she confessed to miss that and the things they used to do. Wow I thought, both mother and daughter into the same yhings, I wonder if they know about each other. I asked Celeste if she would like to dress for me, still kneeling in front of me, she replied yes. I have always watched you on your stall and wondered if you were dominant and wondered how she would find out. Now she knew. I told her that I would come round one evening and we could try out some ideas. With that, she went to get up and I put out my hand to help her. As she got to her feet, I pulled her in to me and kissed her on the mouth, our tongues meeting each others and locked in a clinch. She pulled away as Carrie was coming back upstairs and as she did and turned towards the door, I smacked her hard on her small arse. |
