Old handymen have moments P26

Ms Edna appears to be calmer now, not as much steam leaving her ears. Lill on the other hand hasn't said a word to her. From to look on her face, the slowly vanishing rosy splotches fading on her upper chest, her nipples relaxing, cigarette hanging loosely from the center of her lips, its smoke drifting past her forehead, a hand slowly rubbing her wet labia. Dear old Lillian is focusing on the afterglow of an anal orgasm she seemed to have enjoyed very much.

Lillian's niece is sitting at my table, no idea what to say or do. Her octogenarian great aunt has apparently dumbfounded the poor woman. How often does anyone walk in practically a strangers house, his cock up your favorite aunts ass, neither of which were startled or made any effort to stop or hide from her until they finished.

Can't say I blamed her for being just a little outraged with our behavior. She will just have to get over it.

Ms Lill is just sitting, slowly smoking her cigarette, admittedly more so than I'd seen up till now. Making no effort to cover up her nudity, just sits there, close to my tables edge, one of her sagging tits resting on the top, the other hanging loosely off her chest. At least Lill's waist and crotch are mostly hidden by the table, I have no covering, not that I really give a crap, it's just I ought to clean up some, my pale ass no tan skin is highlighting a brownish sheen coating my limp cock lying across my thigh. That and the slight odor of ass is kinda distracting. If I smell it, I can guarantee you Lillian's niece is probably approaching overload from the smell of ass, sex and what accompanies two people fucking in front of you.

Aunt Lill just sits, fiddling with her cigarette, occasionally taking a small drag, I'd say something but the expression on her niece's face says stay out of this, my mouth stayed shut.

Edna finally spoke, "Well...., Aunt Lillian, are you going to explain what you are up to...., what you are doing here in this tradesman's house."

I knew the old girl was sharp, just did not expect this level of sarcasm from an eighty something.

"Well...., my dear Edna, I would hope that was abundantly obvious what I was doing, when you walked in, I was getting a simply marvelous, fat cock up my bottom. Had you been worried enough to check on me earlier, you might have seen this handsome gentleman rearranging my long neglected birth canal."

I would have spit if I were drinking anything. Lill continued.

"Oh and lest you think he seduced me or was taking advantage of me, a thought I would think should be utterly ridiculous to a young woman such as yourself. This gentleman gave me everything I asked of him and more."

"My hope is that he would consider several repeat performances, as I would greatly enjoy some more stretching. Seems I've gotten stiff from lack of use lately!"

Sweet Edna, her mouth open, was on the verge of hyperventilating. Fairly sure she had no inkling her great aunt was just some old horny slut. Lillian wasn't finished with her niece as yet.

"Now, unless you object, depending on available ingredients, I believe I will prepare Mr Ruston and I some light dinner, would eggs and toast be suitable? Most men I've known always seem to keep those things on hand."

Said nothing, only nodding at my fridge. "Dave, perhaps you might enjoy a shower while I prepare dinner. I feel like Edna and I need some alone time for a woman to woman conversation. Isn't that right Edna?"

Aunt Lillian wasn't finished with shocking her niece as yet. "After dinner Dave, would you like to bathe me? I have other areas I would enjoy fitting your equipment in....., that is if you are up to effort."

Did not speak, got up and walked away. Did hear Lill telling her niece, only because I stopped halfway down the hallway to my bedroom, could not pass up this opportunity.

"Edna, I realize you're shocked to find out, who you believed to be the demure sister of your grandmother is just an everyday old slut, I completely understand. But know this, I've had several lovers over my lifetime, most I acquired during my last marriage to your late uncle Herbert."

"I know you were fond of him as he was of you." Edna must have started to interrupt Lill. "No, don't interrupt, let me say what you need to know, Herbert was a kind, loving man but he had no real need or use for me physically, it was the era, the man was closeted homosexual. I wasn't bothered by that, as we married for his convenience and my further financial security."

"I have had several lovers over the years, some long term, some not. Occasionally my lover turned out to be bisexual, with those men, Hebert would play with us....., if the man was amenable. Herbert did express his appreciation for those moments, his logic, a bisexual three way was much easier to explain rather than a relationship with another man. Those times were great fun for all of us. Sadly his passing of pneumonia ended that aspect of our life. Oh, I still had my 'friends', but age catches up with all of us eventually, that and I simply grew tired of maintaining our huge house. I wasn't looking forward to an assisted facility, boring places, too many watching eyes. Then you asked me to live in your home, I was thrilled at your offer."

"I have grown to enjoy the physical attention of men over the years, but was resigned to not having a man around. Then you hired that wonderful electrician, all the old urges came flooding back, Mr Ruston was of he right age, and I'd hoped the correct disposition. I seemed to have guessed correctly it would seem. I do not know how much time I have left on this earth, but whatever is left for me....., I intend to live it with that wonderful man's fat, cock in whatever place he wants."

I can only imagine the look on Edna's face.

"So, these are your choices, after dinner he and I will hopefully continue our activities. You can go home, I'll see if he will drive home when we are done with each other, or he tires of me. I don't do night driving that well, you can bring me for my car tomorrow, although if I have my way, I will be staying overnight. Or you can wait in your car, not a good choice for obvious reasons."

"You may wait in the living room, again not a great choice, or sit in his room while i fit that fat cock of his somewhere pleasant. You might see something you enjoy, maybe learn a thing or two. The choice is yours."

This old girl was not only sarcastic but also has a touch of cruelty.

I had decided to wait on my shower, walking back to my kitchen, I asked.

"Well, ladies, Lill, I decided I would rather shower with you than alone, how does that sound?". There is something arousing for me, standing naked in front of two women, one nude the other dressed but questioning some of her life choices, after her short family history lesson.

I did not think there much left in me, Lill can have whatever she can coax out of me. Simply because her niece still sat there, saying nothing, wasn't sure what she might do. I know what I hoped she'd do, but that was a large dose of wishful thinking.

Don't care who you are or how old you are, the attention of a young woman is always good for your ego.

Edna rose, walked to her aunt, hugged the naked woman, kissed the top of her head, and said the first thing I had heard, other than her initial screams.

"Aunt Lill, I need to think, so I'm going to the small bar a few blocks from here, have a couple of drinks and think."

I don't consider myself a hugely great vision of maleness, but I have good powers of observation. On more than one occasion today Lill's young niece, other than her total shock on discovering her great aunt in my kitchen, with my cock up her butt, has given me more than one check out since walking in on us.

Edna is hard to read, so there is always that thought to worry about.

We watched her niece, heard her drive away, looked at Lill and asked, more out of ignorance than anything else. "What do you think? She coming back or going home?"

"Oh, really I have no idea." Mr Ruston. "I only know, since I have lived with my niece, I hear her frustration through our common bedroom wall several times a week. I suppose she does not understand the amount of noise her toy makes, nor her response."

"My personal opinion...., I do not mind sharing you with her, she is a bit fickle for a woman of her young years but every woman must decide her own needs as well as what she is willing to do to get them."

I see this conversation as odd, I'm sitting here naked, smelling of sex and ass, having dinner cooked for me by an octogenarian with a cigarette held delicately between her lips, who has spent the last few hours engaging in various forms of sexual activity, her inner thighs shining with the mixed results of our fluids having run from her pussy and butt, carrying on a conversation wondering if her great niece is going to join us in my bed.

Where or how do I manage to get involved with these women.

Doesn't matter, the eggs were delicious, Lillian ended up staying over, we had decided her niece wasn't coming back after spending time sitting around talking and enjoying a glass or two of wine. I'm not normally a wine drinker but, you know, showing politeness and manners are part of demonstrating good manners. Even if you've had your dick up her ass earlier.

Lill eventually tired of waiting, reverting to form, she lit a cigarette, holding it in her fingers, allowing it to slowly smolder, resting her hand on her thigh.

"May I stay the night?" was a quiet question. Didn't respond, only rose, kissing the corner of her lips softly, placed my hand in the small of her back, guiding her to my completely messed up bed. Turning Lill to me we shared an open kiss, tongue fucking each other's mouths. Her mouth tasting of smoke and ash. Amazing what I have recently become tolerant of, since I never used to like kissing a woman that smoked. Not being a smoker, every odor, every taste is magnified for me. Seems like everything that used to turn me off was now making my cock twitch with some kind of strange anticipation.

I can feel the damp, of her mouth on the cigarette end, touching the back of my neck as her tongue explores my mouth. My cock, mostly used up from the day, is only half stiffened, I'm slowly bending her backwards to my bed, Lill breaks away from her exploring.

"Would you eat my pussy more? I'm a little sore, so I need some tender care...., if you plan on sharing with me again, your lips and tongue are the cure for my old friend." She always surprises me with her phrasing.

Stubbs out her almost done cigarette in the ashtray she carried from the kitchen, she lay back, I propped her hips on pillows, plowed the sticky split of her cunt open with my nose, her fat lips dragging along each side of my face. Lapped the folds of her vulva with my tongue, her musky, salty, taste of her, mixed with the taste of my leftover cum was better than any desert, at least at that moment. The texture of damp hair, sticky, wet, fleshy pussy, my mouth was pouring saliva in her opening. Her hips opened, legs splaying to each side of my head, she was softly groaning, hips were lightly hunching my tongue.

I was traveling up and down her gash, poking my tongue at her butt then up to her clit. Had stayed mostly away from her button..., button, an understatement, the more excited she got, the bigger she seemed to grow. After a few short minutes of trying to shove my face up her pussy, with help from Lill, my tongue lapping at this mini-penis, she was doing her best to stick an almost one inch or so small rod in my mouth.

I finally let her succeed, I clamped her little dick in my mouth and sucked as hard as I can manage, biting the meat of the top of her hairy cunt, lapping her big clit for all I'm worth. Must have agreed with her, she had a major meltdown, clamping my head between and under her soft thighs, muscles straining with the effort to pull me inside her.

Lill was grunting, huffing air, growling out "oh gods, fuck, fuck, don't stop!", as If I wanted to to stop, she wasn't letting me loose. Only reason I was breathing, my nose happened to be above the ridge of her pussy. Whatever glands produce lubrication or female ejaculate(if that's what it is) were working well. The old woman was practically flooding liquid from her cunt.

When Lill began relaxing, the grip of her thighs loosened, falling open and away, releasing my face, sloppy wet from her orgasm. Lill just lay there breathing heavily, her old tits sagged to either side of her chest, moving up and down with the efforts of her lungs.

Wiping her remains from my face on her stomach, don't know why I found that simple act pleasant, could have used my bedding. Slipping up her body, arranging myself next to her, pulling her to me, resting her head in the crook of my arm, one tit under and against my chest the other resting against my chest. One leg draped itself over my legs, we were asleep moments later.

End of Pt 26