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Archive name: grandma3.txt (FF)
Authors name: Witchazel (address withheld by request)
Story title : Grandma Takes Charge - Part 3

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GRANDMA TAKES CHARGE - Chapter 3 
by Witchazel (address withheld by request)


AS she entered the shop Pamela heard a bell ring, quite 
a discreet sound. As she waited she looked around. 
'Well,' she thought to herself, 'even if they do sell 
naughty knickers there is nothing remotely sordid about 
this store.' Everything apart from some of the lingerie 
shouted DISCRETION. 

"May I help you Madame?" asked a well educated, well 
modulated voice, the cultured tones of a woman very 
sure of herself." I am the proprietress, Priscilla 
Everready"

"Priscilla? Oh I thought."

"Oh Pussy, yes a play on my name and my husbands idea 
of the erotic, a terrible, typical male coarseness but 
it appears not to upset would-be customers.

Pamela laughed. "It does not upset me, it's possibly 
quite amusing, Probably the idea is a Pussy is in 
lingerie, well panties."

Pussy smiled in turn. "Yes, Madame, I think you are the 
type of lady, and I mean this as a compliment, that my 
husband enjoys attending to. he designs the lingerie 
you see on display. What do you have in mind?

"Well, to be frank my daughter thinks I need to see a 
doctor, she believes me to be sex mad and quite 
possibly I am. My husband died eighteen months ago, I 
have decided that I would like to find myself a man 
friend, no I will be honest, a lover, I think that I 
should like to avail myself of some of your rather 
exotic, and as you so blithely put it, erotic or even 
down right naughty underwear."

Pussy smiled knowingly. "We have quite a selection, 
some of our wares are quite expensive, but I can assure 
you they are of excellent quality. What have you in 
mind, day wear, nightwear, both? We have a lovely 
Basque in red and black. Black, red or white teddies. 
Low cut, uplift bra's, bra's with peepholes, you may 
guess what for, bra that open at the front, for ease of 
access as it were. We have Bikini panties, thongs, 'G' 
strings. Panties with no crotch, panties with a 
discreet button zip or press stud flap that can be 
opened for, may I say, display purposes."

Pamela could not help but interject a little humour. 
"To display the pussy, of course!"

"Of course, I can see we are two of a kind Mrs er, 
em!?"

"Pamela Tongyn, That is T. O. N. G. Y. N. to my 
daughters embarrassment, she could hardly wait to get 
married and change her name. It's all in the mind, it 
is actually pronounced TUNJIN , although I am quite 
happy if it is pronounced the way it is spelt!"

"Oh, I see," said Pussy Everready archly, and then 
roared with laughter. "Perhaps you should have the name 
Pussy, it would be highly amusing on filling out the 
forms that insist on the surname first."

"What a lovely idea" agreed Pamela.
 
"The name?" asked Pussy.

"Well, both, you know?" replied Pamela

"Indeed I do" smiled Pussy.

"Tell me, do you wear your own lingerie?" Pamela 
enquired.

"Indeed I do, would you like to see, there is a small 
cubicle just around here." With that she showed the way 
to a small curtained alcove. Once there this young 
woman who appeared to be in her thirties, reached for 
the hem of her skirt and pulled it waist high.

She was wearing self-supporting stocking which clung to 
her thighs some six inches below her crotch. Her 
panties were bright red with a white lace edging. "Do 
you like them?" she asked and then provocatively opened 
her legs wide, bent her knees and arched her back.

"Oh my" gasped Pamela," Oh my. How very exotic, how 
erotic, how naughty, how lovely," -Displayed to her 
gaze through a wide opening in the panties was the 
ladies pubic mound absolutely devoid of hair. Pamela 
was quite excited with seeing the Woman's privacy so 
openly displayed. She almost bent over to touch it, 
even kiss it, but then the sound of the discreet 
doorbell broke the magic of the moment.

"There is someone in the shop, I must attend to them" 
Pussy stated.

"No don't go, not yet, I er, haven't decided what I 
want to buy, except for a pair of those panties of 
course, anyway it's probably only my daughter."

"Pamela" Pussy whispered," I just know we are g- 
sheoing to have time together, if it is your daughter, 
see here."  She switched on a small television set 
which gave a view of the shop and sure enough it was 
Anne,- I will keep her occupied, never fear. I think my 
husband would be pleased to help you, if you have no 
objection to having a man advise on your undies, Pamela 
shook her head, "No objections at all." - Well then 
Pamela, wait for him next door, it's a little better 
than this cubicle." So saying she opened a discreet 
hidden door and ushered Pamela into a much larger room 
then Pussy abruptly disappeared.

Pamela took stock. The drapes were silk, the carpet a 
deep wool pile. To her surprise quite a large divan 
occupied the floor and over in front and behind the 
divan the walls and ceiling were mirrored.

To one side she noticed another small television set 
that she assumed gave a similar view of the boutique as 
did the one in the cubicle.

She heard nothing until - "Good afternoon Mrs Tunjin, I 
believe that is the correct pronunciation, I am Everard 
Everready and I believe I can be of service. You wish 
to buy lingerie to suit your mood I believe and you 
mood is....?"

Pamela looked a the smiling, extremely good looking 
tanned, 6ft well proportioned man in white duck 
trousers and a red silk shirt who stood, seemingly 
admiring her.

"I wish to be alluring and erotic please" she said.

"Madame, you are already that, but I understand your 
requirement. Would it be impertinent of me to ask you 
to go behind the screen and disrobe. I can then asses 
what may be the best garments for you"

"Disrobe,...completely?"

"Yes, if that is not too much of an embarrassment to 
you." Everard replied.

Pamela had not felt so unembarrassed ever." No need for 
the screen" she said and began to remove her clothing.

Everard Everready watched, not covertly but openly as 
she removed her blouse, her skirt, her panties and 
pantyhose, and her bra. Pamela Tongyn stood quite naked 
in fro t of a young handsome man she had never met 
before. her excitement was obvious. The nipples on her 
still fairly firm breasts were elongated and hard. She 
stood with her legs slightly apart and the lips of her 
mount were engorged and decidedly moist. If Everard 
could have seen her clitoris he would have known that 
was engorged too and it was throbbing, Pamela was 
exercising control not to touch it, she actually wanted 
to frig it, she wanted to masturbate. Actually Pamela 
was desperate to cum. The musk scented odour of an 
aroused woman filled the salon and Pamela noticed that 
the front of Everard Everready's trousers held the 
distinct shape of a growing penis. He was certainly 
Ever hard now.

She heard him gasp and clear his throat. " Er shall we 
decide what may suit you best.?"

Pamela heard her own voice saying words of which she 
had no control..." What would suit me best is you would 
fuck me, please"

"What about your daughter?"

Pamela could not care less, "Oh Fuck her, she can wait"

Everard smiled, "I think that my wife is already taking 
care of that, see." He turned on the television. Pamela 
was astounded. In full colour she saw her daughter in 
the 69 position, kneeling between the thighs of Pussy 
Everready, obviously enjoying what she was doing and 
what was being done to her...

"I will explain later," said Everhard as he opened the 
zip on his trousers and displayed the thick hard cock 
and circumcised purple head of an 8 inch monster... 

Continued in part 4...

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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
the hands of children. They should be outside playing
in the sun, not thinking about adult situations.  

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