My 72 Year Old Next Door Neighbour
by Malthetaxi1
In the summer of 1978, I was a 33year old taxi driver entering my 10th year of cab driving, living with my wife and 4 children in a terraced house. Next door my neighbour was a 72 year old ex school teacher, who had been a widow for 24 years. We had been neighbours for 12 years, and I had, on many occasions, helped her with chores such as moving heavy furniture that she could not do on her own. It may seem hard to believe, but she was always dressed very smart for her age, and I spent much time, when talking to her, looking for the tell-tale sign of a suspender clasp through her tight skirt. She always wore a front buttoned blouse up to the neck, I think because her boobs were quite small, tight skirts to just below the knee and always seemed to be wearing stockings of a tan shade, the shoes though were always sensible, with a low heel. She looked just like anyones grandmother, 5' 3" tall a size 16, and she had a various assortment of wigs.
3 years earlier in 1975, she gave me a key, and asked me to pop in and make sure everything was ok, as she was going away for a month. So of course, the first opportunity I had, I just had to check out her knicker draw. Her knicker draw had a couple of Marks and Spencer cotton knickers and a few pair of worn tan nylons, but what really surprised me, was a standard plastic vibrator. In the next draw were 2 old fashioned white girdles.
This turned me on...but I resisted the urge to try anything on.
Over the next few days, I obtained a pair of size 9 white slingbacks from Oxfam, and heavy denier stockings from Marks & Spencer. I then put one of the gidles on, it was very tight, but I was a lot thinner then, followed by the stockings, then the cotton knickers, the shoes and the wig. Not being very well endowed, just 5" and thin, I instantly got a hard on, and walking around the room, admiring myself in the old fashioned wardrobe with a full length mirror. I found it so exhilarating looking at myself in the mirror holding my cock, that I found the need to wank it, till I cum. This I did on many occasions over a 3 year period. Hiding my shoes, stockings and various knickers and my own vibrator in a bag up in the attic, where I felt they would be undiscovered.
In the summer of 1978, the lady went away again for a month, but un-known to me her friend died, was buried and she came home in the 3rd week. I was upstairs, fully dressed in Girdle, Stockings, shoes, satin french knickers and wig, when the lady entered the house. Before I could do anything she came up the stairs, and straight into the bedroom. I froze as she walked in, thinking, god she'll scream (thinking I'm a burglar). but she calmly said, "I thought I would catch you, but not straight away", she told me to sit on the bed, and explained, that, a few weeks ago, she had to go up into the attic for something and found my bag, which she felt confirmed her suspicion that her girdle was being moved while she was away. She thought if she come home early, that at some time, in the 4th week, while I thought she would still be away, that I would come in and use her bedroom to dress.
Thinking that she would be upset, and maybe even tell the wife, I started to become apologetic, but she then asked me to stand up, and face her while she sat down in the comfortable chair in the corner. She then started to ask me questions, "How long had I been dressing?", "Had anyone else been there?", What was the vibrator for?" etc. She sat there looking very prim and proper, while I answered her questions, at no time did I think anymore, than, will she keep this between ourselves. So I asked her would " will you be telling the wife?" the reply was "I don't really think anything would be gained by that" Feeling relieved, I started to profusely thank her for being so understanding, but was shocked by the reply"not to sure that you you should get off so lightly though-do you?". So I asked what she had in mind, so she asked if I ever fantasied about her masturbating with the vibrator, that was in the draw. I said "yes, of course" she asked did I think that ladies of her age had sex, I said "Yes I suppose so", she said that since her husband had died 24 years ago, she had never been with another man, so she said "I think a young man like you, should help me out". I said "OK" and started to pull my knickers off. She said "Whoa, I really like the idea of you being dressed, I want you to undress me, touch me, then give me oral till I tell you I need a good shagging". She then stood up and encouraged me to undo the buttons of her blouse. Taking her blouse off, I could then see she was wearing a girdle, I started to kiss her neck, as her right hand went down and rubbed my swollen clitty in the satin knickers I was wearing. Then I think the teacher in her kicked in. "Get down on your knees" she demanded. This I did, where she then held the back of my head, and pulled it into her crotch area. Then with her left hand, she deftly undid the side button and zip on the skirt, moved my head away, where the skirt then fell to the floor, and my head was then again pulled back into the crotch area. My face was up against a pair of cotton knickers, with a 6 strap girdle holding up a pair of tan stockings.She then pulled her knickers down to her knees exposing, the hairy'st cunt I had ever seen, then or even now. I pulled them down to her shoes, where she stepped out of them. She then spead her legs wide open, inviting me look for and fight my way into the forest of hair and find her clitty. God, when I did find it, it was, and is by far the biggest one I have ever come across. She then told me to stand up, where she then squatted down, pulling my knickers down as she did. She immediately took my rock hard cock into her mouth, giving me a blow job, that I found exciting to watch from above, looking down on a 72 year old woman giving me a blow job, while i was dressed in girdle, stockings and shoes that I immediately cum. This was the first time that I didn't have to withdraw and the thrill was fantastic. We then got onto the bed, where we french kissed, and I could taste my cum, still in her mouth. I was then told to lay on my back, and the lady squatted over me, lowering her cunt onto my face. I love giving oral, and the clit being so big made the enjoyment even more enjoyable. My wife even to this day has never cum, but this lady had 2 fairly quickly. She then said she was ready to be shagged. She opened the wardrobe door so the mirror was angled on the bed, got on all fours inviting me to shag her doggy style. The sight of me in the mirror, dressed in wig, girdle and stockings shagging a lady old enough to be my grandmother, seemed to grow my cock 2" on explosion. We then got into a 69 position again with me on my back, where the lady licked my cock clean, then raised herself up so my spunk came out of her cunt all over my face.
I thanked her for being so understanding about the dressing, and got the retort "I think you enjoyed that as much as I did, there's no reason not to do it again" where I agreed. I thought the future looked great, but the lady was taken into hospital the following week, and although we visited her, she unfortunately passed away peacefully after a 2 year illness.
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