The blind ladies daughter

I visited a blind lady who typed letters up for our company. As she became more friendly over time, her daughter became more & more sexually provocative.

In the 1990's I had to visit a house-bound blind lady in a near by village who our company employed to type letters & reports. She would listen to cassette tapes our employees recorded & type correspondence. She had a Braille typewriter supplied by the firm who as they worked with disabled people they were keen to have disabled people in the workforce. Amazingly she very rarely ever made mistakes & was a valued employee.

May was west Indian around 35 years old & like most blind inactive people a little chubby. Her breasts were very big & I used to marvel at how she worked around them to reach the typewriter keys as they squashed up against the edge of the table resting there.

When I first started calling she wore baggy t-shirts & jogging pants with slippers. I noticed as time past she began wearing tighter low cut tops & tight leggings. I always complimented her new clothes & she always seemed very pleased to hear these remarks.

I was attracted to her but very aware of the politically correct atmosphere within our company & I didn't want to be accused of impropriety or inappropriate behaviour.

The daughter Joy when i first called was very quiet & would often sit a little away from us listening but rarely saying anything. As her mother dressed more attractively she also responded & her skirt would ride up to show her attractive legs. Like her mother she had large breasts but with a slim waist they seemed huge. Both mother & daughter were very sexy.

I was 42 years old & in reasonable shape as I still played sport & swam regularly.

I called one Friday & May was wearing a new perfume & a skirt & tight white blouse. The patterns of her substantial bra were perfectly clear through the material. Though the skirt was to her knee I could sèe her smooth brown legs, her swelling calves & narrow ankles were very shapely.

We had evolved a routine were I would make us tea then we would chat for 15 minutes or so, maybe longer if I arrived earlier which I often did.

It was then I noticed that Joy had allowed her skirt to ride up so the white crotch of her panties were visible. She was even running her finger along by her pussy lips slightly revealing her pink pussy lip. I was interested & moved a few times to afford myself the best view.

Although I complemented May on her clothing she seemed to sense my distraction & seemed a little tetchy.

The following week it was a warm day & May was wearing shorts & a thin t-shirt with no bra. I couldn't stop looking at her heavy hanging breasts & I even engineered bumping into them as I reached for the milk in her small kitchen.

When I sat in the dining room that May used as her office Joy was sat opposite me with her heels on the edge of the chairs & her knees up. As I settled down her knees opened showing her bare pussy as she had no pants on. She was looking intently at my face to see my reaction.

I had a reaction in my trousers for sure. What with May's heavy pendulous breasts & Joy's pink pussy lips against her light brown skin I could feel my fluids dribbling. Eventualĺy I took the tea cups into the kitchen & May followed me in. I brushed against her nipple with the back of my hand saying "Sorry" making out it had bèen accidental. May said that's ok I won't tell, so I rubbed her nipple gently till it hardened. Then I noticed Joy was hanging by the door watching us. So I stopped & May asked why, I whispered in her ear Joy is watching. So she stepped away & I left with my typed correspondence.

The summer weather was hot as I arrived at the small house on the outskirts of the village. Joy was no where to be seen & May had left her bra off again & wore her short denim shorts. Her vest top was her most provocative yet showing her belly. As she moved & the short top lifted you could just sèe her breasts hanging temptingly. Where's Joy I asked. She's at her friends I was told.

I like your outfit May I said to her. She smiled & lay against me. I took both her breasts in my hands & kissed her. I took her to the lounge & slipped her shorts down. Her pants were wet so I pulled them off to see just how hairy she was. Soon I had two fingers inside her & she orgasmed as I thrust them in deeply. I kneeled her down & she sucked my cock as I pushed it into her mouth. As I savoured the feeling of her soft mouth around my cock I saw Joy by the hall door watching intently. I started taking my cock out of her mothers mouth to show her before shoving it in again. Then I lay May over the arm of the chair & fucked her hard dogging fashion till I pulled out to come all over her face as Joy watched.

Joy was there when I called the following week. She was back to exposing her pussy to me but now she was openly rubbing herself & I could see she was moist with pleasure as she opened & closed her glistening wet lips with her fingers. I saw her mum sniff the air & then she shouted at Joy to go out into the garden. I wondered if she had smelt her desire.

Joy sat in a garden chair facing the closed glass french doors with her pussy on display to me as she played with her self. I'm not sure why but I unzipped my cock & started wanking myself as she watched. I walked over to be right in front of her with just the glass between us. Suddenly started spurting my spunk all over the glass as Joy's face watched just inches away. Using some tissue I grabbed from the box on the mantel piece I cleaned my issue up & polished the glass with my shirt cuffs.

After some tea & I recovered a little & May sat next to me & she started sucking me as Joy watched with a face like thunder.

The next time I called I took May to the bedroom as I wanted to sèe her naked, I Soon spotted Joy kneeling on the stairs looking in at us. So I fucked May with Joy watching & she was such a voluptuous women I was in heaven. Aften we had both cum I lay with my back to the headboard with May's back to my chest. In this position I could cup & weigh these heavy tits. Joy was still watching from the stairs.

When I left Joy was absent but when I drove down the lane she was waiting by the gate. I had hardly ever heard her say more than half a dozen words in curt responses to her mothers orders or directions. She had never said anything to me. So winding down my window I said what are you up to?

"Waiting", she ventured. For me? I said. "Yes" came the reply & she walked around the car & got in the passenger seat. Looking at me she lifted her skirt to show me her pretty pussy, a lot less hairy than her mothers. Will you suck my cock? I asked her & she just nodded. So I undid my trousers & let her put her pretty lips around it. We finished with me in the passenger seat & her sat on my lap facing me with my cock jammed right deep inside her. I lifted her up & down like a doll as we both came together.

I was playing with fire & knew this would all end badly. As it was I was rescued as the firm moved me to the east Midlands. I did return to the village in the home counties but I saw another gentlemen caller so turned away. I've often wondered what became of those two lovely women. What a splendid spring & summer it was.