1. Caught


    Date: 7/24/2015, Categories: Fetish, Author: heelzanpearls, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    be nice to have something real there at times. So what other glasses of mine have you enjoyed?" "Your blue and the gold square ones." "Well, guys have more fetishes than women do. I could satisfy your fetishes. You would love me to touch you with my half-glasses, silver ovals and patent black heels. What other fetishes do you have?" "A few of them. Cumming in your bra's and high heels when I am wearing your clothes - and sometime I would love to dress up like you and practice piano." Granny was flattered. The look in her eyes behind those silver oval glasses really mirrored her mood. I knew she was touched in a way she may not have given much consideration to. "You would really like to be my lover, Harold, would you not?" "Yes, Granny, I've thought of it for a long time, and how nice it could be. Frankly speaking, were you not my Granny I'd marry you." Granny looked at Harold in a way she never had before. She had to consider many things here. He is twenty-one years of age, and graduated high school with excellent grades. He works in a music shop, and takes care of his financial responsibilities. In short, he is no kid. He is a young man who granny feels is old enough to start living life. "Harold, for your kindness and love for your Granny Ella I have decided that you are old enough to start enjoying what an older woman can do for you. So let us clean up here and have a piano lesson, and Harold, you will sleep with Ella tonight. Not Granny Ella, just Ella. When others ...
    are around it will be Granny Ella or just Granny." So we cleared the table and put the tableware in the dishwasher and headed to her nine-foot Baldwin Concert Grand. I looked at Ella with more love and respect because she respected me as a man old enough to enjoy what a woman could do for me. "Lets work on that etude, opus ten number three, Harold. You play the melody and I will play the lower cleft." "Okay, Ella, I just love that piece. I think Chopin wrote it when he was involved with George Sands who was actually a woman of French heritage. She had to take a mans name to get anywhere so far as writing was concerned. The relationship was stormy at times." "How long have you known that?" asked Ella in surprised voice. "For about as long as I have been practicing his works, Ella." We worked on a few other pieces of music and Ella was quite impressed with my skills. "Let us sit on the sofa, Harold." My eyes were glued to her rear end as she walked towards the sofa, and I was getting turned on by the click-clack of her heels on the hardwood floor. I sat next to her on the sofa and Ella said, "How would you feel about living here with me?" "That would be great, Ella." "You have no trouble just calling me Ella, do you?" "No, not at all." "Well, let's go to bed Harold." said Ella, in a voice that expressed anticipation of fine things to come. I watched Ella strip, and my eyes were mesmerized by her figure. I could hardly wait for things to start happening. We were both up on her ...
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