She sat dreamily on his lap for a while, feeling a bit like a little girl again, until the sounds of her mother rustling about in her bedroom brought Jenny back to reality.
"Shit!" she exclaimed to herself and her grandfather, "I can't let Mom see me like this."
She leapt from his lap and dashed into her room just as her mother came into the livingroom. She quickly stripped off the lingerie and stuffed it in a drawer in case her mom came in. On with her robe, and she came out to announce she was going to take a shower. After Jenny had gone, Sally looked at her grandfather with a sad and somewhat accusing eye. The afternoon and evening passed uneventfully, however, and even at bedtime, grandpa made no further demands on Jenny.
"Good night, pet," he said as she kissed him on the cheek, "see you in the morning."
At breakfast, the old man addressed his daughter.
"You've been working pretty hard, Sally," he said, "why don't you go out tonight and relax."
"I've got some old friends coming over for poker," he continued, "and I'm sure Jenny's a big enough girl to help with the drinks and the clean-up."
He ended up handing Sally a bill. "Here's a twenty; take yourself to a movie and have a coffee afterwards. We'll see you about midnight."
"Thanks a lot Dad," Sally replied, "but couldn't Jenny come with me?"
"I need someone here to help, honey," he explained, "maybe some other time you can have a Mother and Daughter night out."
"Are you sure it's ok with you, Jenny?" she asked her daughter. "I can stay if you need me to."
Jenny knew what she should say. "No, Mom, that's fine with me. You deserve a night out and I can help Grandpa. We'll go together another time."
As dinner time came, Jenny wondered if her mother knew what she was leaving her daughter to, and then she realized she didn't even know what to expect herself. Except that it would be repulsive. That she could be sure of. She imagined her grandfather parading his pet around on a leash to show off for his wrinkled pals. She didn't want to think of what else he might do with her to impress the old lechers.
She helped her mom with after dinner clean-up and chatted idly with her as she dressed to go out. "Have a good time, Mom," she called as her mother got into the car, "don't worry about me. I'll be fine."
She helped her grandfather set up for the card game, and then he told her to go change for the evening.
"The black latex, pet," he said, "and don't forget your collar."
Jenny went to her room and undressed. She dashed some perfumed talc into the dress; the lady in the boutique said it would make it easier to put on and would make her smell nice for her master. Still she had to wiggle and squirm to get it on. Then there was the zipper.
It zipped down from her waist to the hem just about a third of the way down her thighs. It made the dress so tight she could hardly walk in it, but she figured that was the idea anyway. She could only get the zipper down to within two inches of the hem, so she put on her collar and went to her grandpa for help.
The old man was happy to zip it down the rest of the way, and had her walk around for him. It was, of course, more of a shuffle in the high heels, with the rubber so tight around her upper thighs that she could barely move her legs. It made her shift from side to side as she walked, too, and that made her breasts bounce and wiggle.
"Perfect!" her grandfather declared, "you look great, Jenny. You really have fantastic legs and marvelous tits."
He motioned for her to come to him, and he played with her tits while he gave her instructions for the night.
"I want you to make me proud tonight, pet," he said, "I want you to do whatever I say without question. Without any hesitation. And remember, if you don't, if you embarrass me in any way, you won't just find yourself thrown out in the street. You just may find I given you to somebody else, somebody not so nice as me."
