Following my initial initiation into the After School Club the next month or so was filled with wild sapphic trysts with 8 or 9 other Mums, most older than me, but one much younger, Kyla a student and not actually a Mother, but a tattooed and pierced elder sister of a classmate of my youngest, who was really kinky and introduced me to 'being tied up' and spanked...which I liked a lot more than I'd ever have thought!
By this time Chloe trusted me enough to link me to their Facebook group and gave me three tiny badges to wear when I was 'available'. All three were roses and looked like the kind of charity badge you would pay £1 for; which she said made it all very discrete. One was pink, which I wore most days and let everyone know I was looking for lesbian fun, one was pale blue and would let men know I wanted 1 on 1 'action' and the other was silver and meant I was 'up for anything'.
Because of the Club 'rules' men weren't allowed to approach me without me wearing my badge; but it became increasingly obvious that a couple were very, very interested in me; just as Maxine had told me; but I was having so much fun with the girls I didn't feel the need for cock; especially the way Kyla used her collection of toys on me!
But one day I weakened and, feeling sexy had worn a skirt for the school run, with tights underneath and a nice cotton sweater that emphasised my boobs, when Kenny; one of the Granddads spotted my badge before anyone else and quickly moved in. "Fancy coming back to mine for a kiss and a cuddle?" He cheekily whispered as he discretely grabbed my arse as I lit a cigarette outside the cafe.
I had no idea how old he was; 50+? But he was physically fit; often arriving on a racing bike in his shorts and t-shirt that showed his muscles and tattoos; and every time he walked into the cafe he would announce himself, by shouting "Happy, happy, happy! Is everybody happy?" Then cackle loudly. He was everybody's friend and very tactile; even before I joined the club he would put his arm around me and ask 'how I was' as he would most people; including the men. Just a nice bloke really.
"I guess so." I nervously smiled and pursed my lips.
"It's only a couple of streets away, see you there in ten minutes?" He winked after whispering the street name.
As I anxiously puffed on my cigarette Max arrived with our coffees.
"Was that Kenny saying hello?" She grinned.
Feeling a bit queasy at the prospect of casually going off for sex with a man I didn't know, I nodded.
"He will be a good starter for you." She mentioned matter of factly, "He's good, hung like a donkey and will 'show you a good time', if you know what I mean." My friend cheekily giggled.
I raised my eyebrows. "And you?"
"Me? I've got an appointment with the Grim Twins...I won't be able to sit down for the rest of the day."
I scrunched my eyebrows.
"Hanky spanky, my dear." She giggled again; "those two over there...look like butter wouldn't melt in their mouths, don't they?" She smiled as she waved at two much older men on another table. "Kinky as fuck, the pair of them...I'm sure Maurice has a dungeon in his cellar; but that's for another day."
I soon found myself outside Kenny's terraced house, and with a deep breath knocked on the door. It seemed to take an age before he answered, now wearing tracksuit bottoms and a tight white t-shirt; but he eventually did and asked if I wanted a cup of coffee or tea; which I thought was quite sweet, but turned down the request.
"No thanks; I'm good."
"So I've heard." He cackled as I slipped off my jacket, which he hung behind the door.
"Cheeky bugger." I laughed, and turned to rearrange my hair in the hall mirror. The widowed Granddad moved behind me and gently cupped my boobs before kissing my neck and nibbling my ear; which made my knees go weak. His grip became tighter and his breathing heavier as he pressed himself against my back and bum.
"Mmmmmm you smell lovely." He whispered as he slid a hand inside my sweater and slowly caressed my tummy."I've wanted you for months; I was even going to ask you out on a proper date just before I heard you were joining the Club." Both of his hands were inside my jumper and squeezing and jiggling my big boobs as he rubbed hid crotch against my bum; while all the time I watched our reflections in the mirror.
"Can I take this off?" He asked with one hand already on the hem of my jumper and his tongue licking my earlobe. I nodded in the affirmative, and a moment or two later it was on the floor and he had unclipped my pink bra, which was soon following it onto the floor.
"Fucking Hell Amber, your tits are even sexier than I'd heard." he panted as he bounced them up and down before gently squeezing and tugging on my already erect nipples.
I was so excited, I now had my hands pressing either side of the mirror to stop myself falling over.
