"Mike put the card into his wallet and he returned to work at the end of the work day Mike clocked out and he headed home for supper with his grandma....When he arrived home he got out of his pickup locked it up and walked into the house and after washing his hands he helped Grandma set the table.After saying Grace they began to eat supper Midway through the meal Grandma looked at her Grandson Mike and she said to him."Mike I can tell by that look in your eyes that something good happened to you a. But I made a decision: I had to leave him. That same Sunday evening, however, I decided that he deserved one last chance, so I went to the bedroom we shared and took off all my clothes. I went back into the living room completely naked. He didn't raise his eyes, but it was probably for the best. I sat on his lap and kissed his neck. He pushed me away, frowning, and asked me what I thought I was doing. "I never thought that I lived with a slut," he added. That was his last chance gone. I stood. He thought I was joking; even when Pat spoke to him, he still thought we were on something but agreed to come over.Finally, the evening arrived.I went into the bedroom to see what she was going to wear. Pat always sets out the clothes she is going to wear on the bed. I was a little surprised; there was a knee length dress with a modest neckline that fastened with buttons the full length. Also, there were matching lace bra and panties, and something I like, nylons and garter belt.There was a. “Fucking hell! This feels so fucking good."I’m jamming the vibrator deeper, the cream is pouring down my thighs and I arch my back as the orgasms are pulsate through my body. The sensations are just amazing. My breathing is now shallow.“Shit," I mumble. "It feels so good.”My pussy is responding to the fucking action of my vibrator but I need something else. Something that will really do it for me. I stand and walk over to the box that is up against my wall.I take out my Sybian riding machine..