I work as janitor in an old people’s home. Thus, I encounter so many old people so that the longer I worked there, the younger they looked to me. It must be because I am getting older or because I had accepted this lovable old folks.
Anyway, I met a wild mature granny in that old folk’s home. Let’s call her Darla. She’d make advances on me but I always brush them off as her way of getting attention. She craved attention from everyone, especially because her children rarely visit her. Then, I noticed that she does not do the sexual advances to other staff, just to me.
Sometimes, she’d give me some of the chocolates that her friends’ families would bring. Little by little, I warmed up to this lovable granny. Still, I did not want to go and fuck her because I might lose my job. Also, I had always wondered if she was thinking or dreaming that I was her husband.
On her birthday, the other wild mature mums in the home gave her a party. Their gift? Well, a naughty pair of nightgowns with panties that had slits in the middle. We all laughed when she opened the gift. After all, it was the perfect gift for newlyweds but not to an aging grandma who just turned 60.
The wild mature granny didn’t mind the gift actually. When I entered her room the following day, she was still in her robe. I asked if I should come back again later in the day when she is fully dressed but she told me to start cleaning. Then, she went to the door and locked it.
Wild mature granny that she is, she took her robe off to reveal the gifts she had received the previous day. I didn’t have the heart to refuse her. So, I gently pushed her unto the bed and licked on her cunt in between the slits of the panty. Inserting two fingers in, I finger fucked her until she grabbed my hair and moaned harder. I bit her clitoris, making her convulse in ecstasy.