“Grab a beer, have a seat (yours, my maggie-luv, he thought)” she said, “I’m almost ready (for you again, georgie-sweets; we’re just gettin�...� started)” and she left him in the doorway to go finish dressing, closing her bedroom door behind her. Maggie bought fussy beers that could not be just twisted open and in lieu of a bottle-opener he cleanly clipped off the cap of his beer from a protruding brick from the fireplace (sharp; hot; her). She re-emerged obsolete-chic, dressed in a fitted black. Why did you ask me to dress up like this?”I looked down at her puzzled old face. She thought she was safe now – she thought she had been reprieved. No condemnation from the neighbours when she appeared in Court, no mutterings and whisperings when she walked into church on Sunday. It was time to tell her the price of her “respectability”.“Because I thought you’d like to look smart for your first fuck since you were widowed” I replied calmly.Her face reddened. “But…..how dare you…….what……..?“I’m. ” “Yes ma’am” I stammered before placing my mouth around her big toe sucking on it before licking and sucking the next. I continued licking over the rest of her foot, my tongue massaging along her instep and working up to her ankle. By the time I worked my way up to her knee she stopped me and stepped to the floor with that leg and made me start over with her other foot. “You really are nothing but a dog aren’t you bitch?” she taunted “A worthless dog to crawl around doing my bidding.” I nodded. She gave an awful expression, she was shocked at the same time, gave a grunt smile. See said she will meet me later. Once again she gave an appointment another day in the meantime I had shagged thinking of her daily three times and I was dying to see her. On the day she was wearing a pink saree exposing everything today she we welcomed me with a cute smile and started talking. Suddenly she changed the topic and said “do you want me” without hesitation I said yes she said then we will “meet” at.