Those of you who read part one will know Anne confided in her friend Joan telling her what we get up to after I cut her lawn every week. Well Joan asked Anne if I could go round as she had little job she wanted me to do. After several weeks of being asked I eventually gave in. I drove to the other side of town to a little cul-De-sac with some nice little bungalows all with neat gardens. I pulled up outside number 6 and got out. I went through the gate down the path and rang the bell. I was greeted by a lady similar in age to Anne probably around 70. She had lovely hair nice make up and bright red lipstick on. She was dressed in one of those old fashioned full length house coats, I thought she must be getting ready to go out some where. She said you must be Jim and invited me in. I said that Anne had said you needed a little job done in the garden. She looked at me and said I already have an immaculate garden I think we both know the real reason you are here. With that she unbuttoned her house coat and let it fall to the floor. She was stood there in high heels stockings and a black Basque, her ample tits spilling out over the top. She then led me through to the bedroom. She sat on the end of the bed and told me to undress. I stood there naked sporting a massive erection. She called me over and said let me see what you have got. I walked over and she cupped my balls and proceeded to lick my shaft. Then without warning she squeezed my balls hard and made me gasp. She then said there will be plenty of time for that later. She then ordered me to get on my knees and lick her out like I had done to Anne. I got on my knees and went to work with my tongue, gently exploring her moist fanny. She proceeded to put her stocking clad legs over my shoulders as she began to moan and squirm. She was obviously close to coming when she grabbed my head with both hands forcing me into her whilst digging her heels in to my back. She held me there whilst she came and boy did she come a proper squirter. I lapped at her juices savouring each drop. She then released me and said she wanted to feel me inside her. She the got off the end of the bed turned around and knelt back on the bed on all fours. I moved behind her and slowly slipped into to her soaking fanny. As I picked up a nice rhythm she told me she wanted it harder. I want to feel your balls banging against my clit. I could feel her coming again as she was moaning again her breathing getting heavier. Then I felt her muscles contract as I emptied into her. Once I had withdrawn she told me to lay on the bed with her. She said she wanted to taste herself on me. With that she kissed me roughly pushing her tongue in my mouth whilst squeezing my balls. She then went down on my flaccid cock and began licking it up and down eventually taking it in her mouth. It wasn't long before it was stood to attention. She then told me to lay on my back and she then straddled me and lowered herself on to my cock. She lent forward pushing her ample tits in my face telling me to suck them hard, after a while she leaned back put her hands on my chest and rode me for all she was worth. Again she was moaning her breathing getting louder. I felt her tense and then this warm liquid engulfing my cock and running over my balls. This sent me over the edge and I filled her again. With that she got off told me to get to the bathroom and tidy myself up whilst she would go and make us a cup of tea. Once I was clean and dressed I entered the kitchen there she was sat in her house coat with two cups of tea and a plate of digestives. I complimented her on how agile she was for her age. She said she goes to yoga classes twice a week to remain supple. She also told me she has some male friends who she lets play with her tits and finger her but she says she needs a hard cock but her friends either can't get it up or make it last. She then pushes a 20 pound note across the table and says that's for your trouble. I push it back and say I couldn't take that from a pensioner. She said look I can afford it and anyway that way I now own you. With that she got up and said let yourself out see you next week and don't be late. I walked down the path feeling used. As I did her neighbour looked up from her garden and smiled at me. What have I let myself in for?