I head off to a well-known dealer of moving supplies to get some boxes, tape, and a few bags of bubble wrap. My mind is full of hot sexy ideas about Gran, her half-glasses; beaded chains, and various heels in patent black.

Just thinking about what can go on with her, it takes not long to get all my stuff together including my RCA Radiola 60. I'll be back in a few days to bring that old but trusty 1991 Harley Sportster 1200. I swing by the bank to get Gran two months' worth of rent. She offered me the room for sixty, I'm thinking eighty a week is a better figure and likely to induce other ideas.

I have everything in the room as I like it and I have my own bathroom. I run over to a well-known Italian joint and pick up a large salad and half a gallon of pasta fajhool. I'm thinking Gran might want to do more this evening as supper is already. I plan on doing the dishes after supper from here on, doing so will give her more time to watch t.v. play piano or whatever she wants to do.

She comes home ten minutes after I return from getting supper. Across Gran's sumptuous blossoms are a sweet pair of medium size silver ovals style glasses. "Nice Librarian style glasses, Gran!"

"Now how do you know about these, You are correct though, you seem to have a real interest in ladies' glasses."

"A little bit, the dark brown half-moon style with a high bridge; seems to be the style phone switchboard operators wear." She looks at me with respect, that I know about things, not big things but things people may have noticed at times.

"They are very nice, and I really like the beads."

Gran comes to me and wraps one hand around my lower back pulling me into her; the other hand holds those glasses in front of me.

"Would you like to lick and smooch my glasses?"

"Yes, I'd love to." I begin to kiss, smooch and lick her glasses and a few of those white glossy beads too.

"I feel something nice growing down there, is this due to licking my glasses and beads?" Gran asks me.

"Ah huh."

"I'm thinking burgers, mashed, and collard greens for supper." says Gran.

"I already picked up supper, salad, and Pasta fajhool from OGeez."

"I have ideas for later...Randy; Will you be up to it?"

"Damn straight."

"Good, I see you have the room done up already. What is that casket-like box?"

"Oh, that's a radio, Gran. I didn't put the speaker up yet."

"A radio? I guess it has tubes in it, for that size I'd think a speaker too."

"I have something of a tube as well."

"I know!" She smiles as she says that.

"Can you get sex on that tube?" She asks.

"You did earlier, did you like it?"

"Yes, Randy, it was very nice."

"You were so serious at the office, I liked that."

"Well, I was in professional mode, but we can do all sorts of role-play here; I mean if you really want to."

"Those gold half-square style looked quite nice sitting on the heel of your patent black shoe."

"With my big white shiny beads around that massive cock, it was so nice."You do know that is why I want you here...right?"

"I think these nice white beads to your silver ovals will look just as nice wrapped around the heel of your shoe. The glossy white beads and the contrast of a black patent heel...so sexy. I really like your style, Gran. I am thinking of a pair of Spectators heels, the black patent at the toes and heels, white between. They would look good with a black skirt and a white ruffled V-neck blouse."

"You know, Randy, you're right. I never thought of that style of heels, You have a good fashion sense."

Supper was good and I'm doing the dishes as Gran watches the Six O'clock news.

Something told me to take a peak into Gran's room, so I do. On her bed are a number of belts, pink and white with two rows of holes, and various styles of patent black uppers. On the bedside table are a number of pairs of glasses, all with nice shiny white beads. I am getting hard looking at the items I know will be used for sexual ecstasy.

"Well Randy, it's time."

I follow her into her room and start stripping. She does too, hanging up her blouse and skirt, so ladylike.

"Get on the bed and stretch out your hands," she barks. She takes the red belts and ties my hands to the headboard. Then she spreads my legs and ties them to the footboard with the long wide white belts. She gets up on the bed and takes the few pair of half-glasses from the bedside table, and wraps their chains of white glossy beads around my cock. With her dainty hand, whose fingernails are purple, she holds the beads against my shaft and starts stroking her grandson. There is something nice about the clicky-clacky sound of the beads touching each other as they ride up and down a horny cock. Now she is donning the gold half-square style with the white beads; moving in time to stroking my cock. With her other hand, she has her nice silver ovals pushed into my balls.

"Oh, Gran, you're so hot, the way you look."

Love is seen in her eyes as she is jacking me off. The soft light of the room twinkling in her glasses has its own effect that makes me want to cum her beads; glasses; heels.

"Cum Randy, make a fucking mess all over my glasses, they want that. THEY need THAT!"

"Well, stroke it harder then." I feel the pressure building up, "Tell me to CUM, Gran!"

"Cum already! Make a fuckin' mess, cum ropes all over my glasses and beads, I want to see that."

Somehow she knows I am seconds away from blowing my loins all over her sweet ovals. She strokes me harder and quicker. I like how she is holding those silver ovals in a position where they will be flooded by cum, and they are. Rope after rope and she is still pumping me; those sweet glasses get hit by an orgasmic hurricane. Gran cheerfully takes them to her lips and licks them. I see so much Love in her eyes, the way she looks at me is sweet and that look will stay with me for some time.

"Oh, Randy, dayum. That was SO good!"

"Yeah, Blanche, you're right."

She has a good belly laugh. "Oh, Randy, you know about the slut on the Golden Girls?"

"Ah huh."

"You are going to sleep with me tonight, Randy. That way you'll be right here in the morning as I am going to need this again."