Back at home after her morning with Ted, Mandy put the piece of paper he gave her on her dressing table, undressed and took a much needed shower.
The 20 year old still felt confused by her enjoyment of these encounters, she knew it was wrong and as always after the event she was a little disgusted and embarrassed by what she had done.
She was ok however as long as it remained a secret, she couldn't stand the thought of anyone finding out. If they did it would just be terrible, she would never be able to live down the humiliation. Her only consolation was the fact that she could tell herself that she was being blackmailed...forced to do these things. Although deep down she knew the truth was not quite so straight forward. She had always been a bit of a tease and seeing the state her mere presence got these old boys into was quite a turn on...she really couldn't help herself.
She carried on with her shower and began thinking how this was all starting to get out of hand, she had to somehow get these video tapes from these old men. This could go on for ever and despite her reluctant enjoyment of it all she knew she couldn't allow that to happen. So for now it would have to continue but she would soon have to start thinking of a way of bringing it all to an end.
As she stepped from the shower and dried herself she took the folded piece of paper and opened it out to read. There was simply a name and address on it and nothing else. She knew the address to be a nursing home for the sick and elderly not too far away, she couldn't help but wonder who it was.
Over the next hour or so she kept returning to the piece of paper and looking at it getting more and more intrigued wondering what she should do, until eventually her curiosity got the better of her.
She knew she had to go anyway and so decided not to wait until tomorrow as Ted had instructed, but take some control herself and go today instead. After all she could just go to see and if she wasn't happy with anything she could just leave and then deal with the consequences after.
She dressed herself, and while pulling her blonde hair back into a pony tail she admired herself in the mirror.
She had chosen to wear a nice short red tartan wrap around skirt that fitted snug around her shapely ass. She had on her white knitted thigh high stockings that always went well with it showing the usual few inches of bare tanned thigh between stocking top and skirt. On top she wore a tight red lambswool sweater that clung to her body like a second skin, showing off the size and shape of her tits to perfection.
Pleased with the way she looked she set off to pay a visit to this stranger confident that he would be pleasantly surprised...whoever he was.
She arrived at the old folks home and went in only to be greeted by a nurse.
"Can I help you?" she asked.
"Erm...yes, yes I'm looking for this man," she replied handing the piece of paper over.
The nurse looked at the piece of paper with a puzzled look on her face, then looked Mandy up and down. "You want to see Bernard?"
"Yes please...if you don't mind?"
"Are you a relative?"
"Erm yes...yes I am."
"Well you're the first relative I think we've ever seen, he usually just has his friend to visit, nobody else."
Mandy realised the nurse was suspicious and so tried to explain that he was a distant relative and she had just tracked him down and would like to meet him.
"You know what he can be like do you?"
"Like?...what do you mean?"
"Well, lets just say he likes the ladies...the female nurses refuse to look after him, it's left to the male staff to do. I mean he may be bed-ridden but those hands of his are prone to wandering...if you know what I mean."
Mandy began to grow a little nervous, what had she let herself in for, she couldn't turn back now it would look too suspicious.
"Oh, don't worry I'll be fine...I just want to have a quick chat with him that's all."
"Well ok, if your sure," the nurse replied as she looked up and down the lovely young girl before her. She looked so out of place, "he's going to love you," she muttered under her breathe before directing her to a room at the end of a long corridor.
"Just knock and let yourself in," said the nurse, "don't worry he can't get out of bed."
She noted the slightly worried look on Mandys face, "go on he doesn't bite...just keep beyond the reach of those wandering hands though...ok?"
"O...oh ok, yeah don't worry I'll be fine," she replied.
As the nurse left Mandy was stood wondering what was the other side of the door, she had the strong urge to turn and leave, she knew that would be the smart thing to do. But she had come this far so she knew she had to go in, after all Ted had told her to 'visit' this man, so that was what she had to do.
She gave a gentle tap on the door as she opened it slowly and went in. All there was inside was a couple of old chairs, a bedside table, a wardrobe an old television set and, of course, a bed.
She heard a cough that made her jump, it came from the direction of the bed. She thought at first it was empty, but as she approached it she saw there was an old man in it...a very old man.
"Hello," she called out nervously.
"Who's that?" came the response.
"I...I'm a friend of Teds, he asked me to come and visit you for a while...i...is that ok?"
"A friend of Teds?" he asked as he tried with great effort to pull himself up the bed a little to see who it was, "what is it you want?"
"O...oh Ted asked if I would drop in to visit you, and erm as I was passing I said I would...i...if that's ok?"
Her nerves subsided as she saw how old and pathetic the man was, he was obviously very weak and certainly not the monster the nurse had led her to believe.
Bernard was a friend of Teds from a time when they worked together many many years ago. They soon learned that they shared a common interest...women! An interest that often got them into trouble as they would constantly harass the girls where they worked. Back in those days sexual harasment of female staff was accepted more as part of the every day life at work but these two used to go too far. A quick pat on the bum was one thing but cornering the junior secretaries in the stationary cupboard and trying to feel them up was a whole different matter.
In the decades that have passed since that time the two of them had remained good friends and still to this day shared their common obsessive interest in the opposite sex.
Bernard was much older than Ted, now in his 84th year and in poor health it had been a few years since he had been able to leave his room. The only contact he had was Ted, and of course the male nurses that took care of him. Since the female staff refused to go into his room the only women he ever saw were on tv, and so this visitor was a very pleasant surprise.
He put his arm out and fumbled around on the bedside table for his glasses to get a good look at her.
"Come closer come closer!" he asked abruptly.
As Mandy stepped closer her heart went out to him as she saw how white and drawn his face was. He had no hair on his head, all he had was a few patches of grey stubble around his chin and the usual old mans hair growing from inside his ears and nose.
He seemed to breathe with some difficulty through his constantly open mouth, which didn't have a single tooth left in it. A truly pathetic frail sad old man, who was obviously reaching the end of his days. She saw him as no threat whatsoever and so thankfully this was not going to be what she expected. There was no way at his age and in his condition he was going to have any sexual interest in her, he was so obviously past all that. In fact she just felt so sorry for the helpless looking old man.
How wrong could she be...looks can be deceiving and although Bernard was weak and helpless he still had one part of his anatomy that worked as well as ever. In fact if anything his cock was over active and his constant frustration was sometimes unbearable, hence the incidents with the female nurses.
He sensed her naive innocence as he told her to fetch a chair from the corner to sit on. As she went to get it he couldn't help but watch the sexy movement of her lovely cheeky young ass under that short skirt. She bent slightly to pick it up, as she did he hoped he might get a glimpse of her panties.
"Bugger!" he thought to himself as she straightened herself up before he could see anything.
As she turned and walked back with the chair she saw him watching her and gave him a kind smile blissfully unaware of his thoughts. She had no idea that he was marvelling at the size of her tits as they jiggled and bounced around.
She sat herself down and crossed one leg over the other giving him a great view along the length of her outer thigh all the way to where her ass met the seat.
His face seemed to light up as his eyes drank in her beauty, this was the first female he had seen in a very long time, and what a gorgeous young thing she was. She had no idea that under his bed covers his frustrated old cock was hardening as they spoke.
She introduced herself properly and they made small talk about the weather and what was happening in the world for a while. As Bernard began to tell her a little about himself he could see a kind look in her face and decided to play on her obvious sympathetic nature. He went on chatting for a few minutes until he got to the point where he was telling her how long he had been alone in that room and that the only time he would ever leave it would probably be in a wooden box.
It was working as her heart was breaking with sadness for him, "you poor old thing," she thought and just wanted to reach out and give him a huge hug.
He told her how Ted was the only visitor he'd had for years and how nice it was to see someone new. This made her feel a little emotional and she reached out and placed her hand on the back of his where it lay at his side.
"What about you?" he asked as he enjoyed the feel of her hand on his, "tell me about yourself."
As she told him a little about her life she thought how much happiness she was bringing to him as he seemed truly interested in what she had to say. The reality was rather different, his mind was interested, but not in what she was saying. She was just the sexiest thing he had seen since God knows when and he wanted desperately to feel those beautiful big tits and find what secrets were hidden under that short skirt of hers, she was driving him crazy.
He would have given everything he had, even his remaining time on this earth just to have her for a few minutes.
As they carried on talking it soon became obvious to Mandy that he had no idea who she was, she could only presume that Ted hadn't told him she was coming.
As the conversation began to dry up and the silent pauses became longer the only noise that could be heard was the wheeze of Bernards breath. So she thought maybe she should leave so he could get some rest.
"I guess I had better be going then," said Mandy as the silence became more awkward.
