by bruin33 02/28/12
Jenny Fordham had just finished walking Fester, her 6-year old collie mix. A mile and a half of cool October air had cleared her mind and heightened her senses. It was partway through their trek that she had decided to go forward. No guts, no glory!
She was at a point whereby it was either go forward or scrap the idea entirely. The brisk air seemed to tip the scales toward the former.
An hour later, Jenny sat at her kitchen table and turned on the laptop. Signing into the messenger site, she saw that Ruth was online. Her mind wandered as she realized she was at a precipice - a precipice which could easily be avoided if she just stopped now. But if nothing else, Jenny was a determined sort. She laughed to herself as she realized that may not always be a good thing.
Bobby was working late tonight. Not a rare event these days but it was necessary if they were going to add the deck off the kitchen and invest in a new roof.
Picking up the cordless phone, she dialed in Ruth's number. After a couple of rings, Ruth answered.
Ruth: "Hello, Jenny."
Jenny: "Hi Ruth, call display gets me every time."
Ruth: "Well it does keep people honest," she laughed.
Jenny: "I suppose it does."
Ruth: "So, is this a 'grandchild alert' call?"
Jenny: "Unfortunately, no. But you'll be the first to know as you are the biggest pain in the ass about it."
Ruth: "That's a grandmother's job. So this isn't a social call then?"
Jenny: "Actually it is somewhat. If you have a few minutes, I'd like to run something by you."
Ruth: "Sure. Nothing wrong I hope?"
Jenny: "No, no, nothing like that. As you're aware, Bobby is working a lot these days. Along with doing the 9-5 thing during the week, he's also been busy at night and on weekends. All for our benefit of course which is why I called. As he's burning the candle at both ends these days, I'd like to get him something special for his birthday next week."
Ruth: "Anything in mind?"
Jenny: "Yes, I have something in mind. Um, it's actually something that I'd like your help with. To be honest, it's very.....unorthodox. But given all his hard work, I think he deserves it."
Ruth:" I'm all ears."
Jenny: "Well, before I let you know what I have planned, I'd like you to keep an open mind. Will you promise you'll do that?"
Ruth: "Okay, I promise."
Jenny: "I see you're online right now. Are you alone at home?"
Ruth: "Just me and the cat."
Jenny forced herself to control her breathing and found the link she had saved from the website.
Jenny: "Okay, I'm going to send you a link and you can open it. Take a look at it. Once done, you can let me know what you think. Just remember the open-mind concept."
Ruth: "Okay, go."
Jenny copied and pasted the link into her IM window and hit SEND. No guts, no glory!
Jenny held her breath. So much for her breathing control she thought.
Ruth Fordham was 49 years old, a widow of 4 years, and saddened that her garden ceased to exist a week ago after succumbing to the earliest frost in a decade. She was the mother of 2 children, a grandmother of none, and a personal servant to the cat. In short, Ruth Fordham was bored. But there were Caribbean cruises in the cold months and her green thumb in the warm ones. The glass was half full, most days.
She saw the link that Jenny had sent. She was just about to open it but stopped. Why she hesitated, she didn't know. But she did.
She forced herself to examine the link, took a breath, and opened it. Once the genie is out of the bottle...
When the link opened, she realized that it was a video clip. The screen was blank but it was loading.
The entire video was 71 seconds long; the effects were life-long.
As the amateur video opened, it showed a girl on her knees with a cock in her mouth. Another girl, kneeling beside the first one, was caressing her large breasts. As the video continued, the guy removed his cock from the first girl's mouth and ejaculated on to the second girl's chest. The first girl then bent down and licked the second girl's chest clean. The video was over.
Ruth looked blankly at the screen. For a moment, she had forgotten that Jenny was still on the phone. The line was open; not a word was spoken.
Jenny: "Did you watch it?"
Ruth: "I did."
Jenny: "Well, okay..... thanks for talking a look. Can we talk tomorrow?"
Ruth: "Sure, we'll talk tomorrow."
Jenny hung up the phone feeling both rueful and embarrassed. There was no glory to be found.
Ruth didn't telephone the next day. Instead, she knocked on Jenny and Bobby's door. Jenny opened the door.
Eye contact between them was a little awkward at first. Within minutes it dissipated.
"I guess we may as well take care of the elephant in the room," Ruth said with a smile.
"I guess," Jenny smiled back demurely.
"So, where did you come up with the idea? If this is too personal, I understand."
Jenny laughed out loud.
"You have a right to ask so I'll give you the short version. Okay, the...um, act which I sent you was a depiction of a conversation which we sometimes discuss when we are, you know, busy." Jenny could feel her cheeks flush momentarily.
"It was more of a conversation stimulant than it was a goal. We like to converse in the bedroom."
'When I decided to make this particular conversation piece a reality, I thought of several candidates who could assist us. Some were more qualified than others but there was one hurdle in which I thought that not one of them could get over."
Ruth looked at Jenny quizzically.
"Trust," Jenny said. "This kind of thing, in my opinion anyway, calls for discretion, privacy, the ability to make all those involved feel at ease - basically, qualities that define trust. I don't want to have to worry about someone using this for personal gain. It sounds like paranoia but I feel very strongly about the issue."
Ruth nodded in agreement.
Jenny continued, "It's a pricey gift, but as I said last night, one that he deserves. And one that I'm pretty sure he'd enjoy," her cheeks flushing again as she smiled lasciviously.
Ruth smiled back in turn.
"And to be honest," Jenny added, "I'm a little curious about this myself. You may have guessed that I've never did this kind of thing before."
Ruth cocked her head, "You never did that act before?"
"Not only that but I have never been with another girl before", Jenny said, her eyes on her feet. "Have you....?"
"I once kissed a girl in college on a dare," she mused, "but nothing in this area, no."
There was a moment of silence in the kitchen.
Finally, Ruth said, "Would you be comfortable if I......you know, decided to participate in this?"
Jenny looked over, "Would you be comfortable if I did?"
They both laughed nervously.
"So, should we start preparing a present," asked Ruth in a quiet voice.
Jenny nodded, "I think we should."
Bobby came home just after 9:00 to find his mother's roast beef on the table courtesy of his mother's surprise visit. Life was good.
After the conversation with Ruth yesterday concerning the gift, Jenny was feeling exceptionally horny. Unfortunately, Bobby was dead tired at bedtime the night before and was asleep before she had a chance to initiate anything.
The next morning, Bobby left for work at 6:00 a.m. As Jenny was only working part-time, her work week was over. She took Fester out for a run an hour after Bobby left and returned to find Ruth at the kitchen table sipping on black coffee. "Good mornings" were exchanged.
She jumped in the shower and let the hot water cascade over her body. As she lathered her body, her hands started to caress her D-cup breasts. Her nipples hardened to the touch. She intentionally aroused herself knowing that she wasn't going to pleasure herself in the shower. It was the kind of teasing which elevated her lust. A smile formed on her lips.
Once her shower was over, she donned on a form-fitting plain white t-shirt with no bra and a pair of cut-off jean shorts. Her curvy body hugged the material. She sauntered out into the kitchen and found Ruth had changed from her housecoat into a V-neck sweater and Capri pants.
"I thought we could talk about our pet project," Jenny said.
"Sounds good," replied Ruth.
Ruth couldn't help but notice Jenny's tits. They were exquisite. With no bra, they moved in an orbit of their own. Since watching the video yesterday, Ruth had taken exceptional notice of them. Jenny sat down beside Ruth at the table as they talked about the details of the gift. Suggestions regarding the preliminary details were submitted and mulled over. Ruth couldn't help but become intoxicated with Jenny's body powder.
As the discussion headed toward the final act, Ruth asked sheepishly, "So, I presume that I will be the recipient of the um, well, you know, and you'll be the um....cleaner?"
Jenny was starting to become even more aware of her own elevated sexual state. Ruth's question did nothing to deter it.
Jenny smiled a wicked smile, "You mean, will Bobby blow his hot load all over your tits and will I be the one to lick them dry?"
Ruth felt an electrode go from her ears to her clit at Jenny's question -- she could feel her face begin to flush.
""Um, yes," Ruth stammered.
"Well, I have been thinking about that. And I have decided to add an additional component into the plan. I'm hoping it will enhance the end result."
Jenny was starting to get very wet now. She knew her lust would only get deeper.
She sat sideways on the chair so that she was looking toward Ruth. With a sly smile, she asked Ruth. "Do you think I have nice breasts"? Ruth's eyes moved down to Jenny's chest. She wanted to look away but was drawn seductively to them. "Yes, I do".
Moving to face Ruth, Jenny began to pinch her own nipples, "I get so turned on when Bobby touches them," she said in a husky voice.
Ruth could feel herself get even more stimulated. She could see Jenny's nipples start to protrude against the thin material.
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