She was a chill girl and besides having a few stories (or as she said “words of wisdom”) about her mom, nothing was setting off any alarms. We ended up getting several rounds of shots out of her before we ended the night. I asked her if she wanted to head downtown with us, but she told me that she was too tired after her long day. At that point I figured I struck out. However, the moment we got up to leave, she grabbed me and asked if I wanted to meet her after her shift to have a couple drinks back at her place. There was no question, Lisa was smoking hot. 

I came back at closing and she must have changed in the bathroom, because when I met her at the door, she was in this tiny little outfit that showed everything. If it wasn’t for the cops hanging out by the door, I would have ripped her clothes off and fucked her right there. Needless to say, we rushed back to her place. On the way, she made a call to someone I figured was her roommate , since she was telling her how hot I was and that she was planning to do some dirty shit with me when we got there. She told me the girl was named Cali and was very hot (alarm in my head goes off since you can never trust a girl about another girl’s appearance). She said that if I was lucky Cali might party with us too.

Before we got in the door, Lisa grabbed my cock and told me to get ready for a hot night. So we get inside and I am ready…and I mean ready. There was one last detail before we can get to the main event…and that was to meet Cali. Ok, so if you are reading this you can probably assume this isn’t going to be good…so here goes. It turned out that Cali was actually Kahil’aka, her 63 year old mother in a dark room filled with candles and some crappy music. And no, this wasn’t some sad idea of a MILF, this was someone’s 63 year old mother with graying hair...possibly someone’s grandma, so for the rest of this I will refer to her as grandma. There was a part of me that thought she just had been fucking with me the whole time, but when her mom, grandma, came up to me and started rubbing my chest and flapping her dentures saying “oh yes, he’ll do,” I knew otherwise. Then as if it couldn’t get worse, grandma started showing off her flappy tits in her two piece lingerie set that was purchased in some fucked up version of Victoria’s Secret. Seriously…all I could think was “figh dolla sucky sucky.” At that moment I was ready to jet with some excuse, but my Gatsbys waitress started kissing me and grabbing at my cock. It was like a twisted fucking wet dream. She dropped to her knees in front of me, pulled my cock out and went to town giving me one of the best blow jobs I have ever had. I was like a deer stuck in the headlights…I didn’t know what to do. Grandma was watching like some creepy old man and proceeded to rub those flappy tits. She was muttering something but I just kept my eyes focused on the awesome blow job that Lisa was giving me and not on the flappy tit monster. None the less, Lisa gave excellent head and turned swallowing into an art-form. After I came, she stood up and started pulling me towards grandma. I finally came out of my orgasm coma and had enough time to pull some bullshit escape plan out of my ass. I told Lisa and grandma that I had a surprise and wanted them to close their eyes. The moment they did I ran for the door and out to my car. The most fucked up part of this…and that’s really hard to say at this point, but grandma ran out of the house after me. Flappy tits must have been a former Olympian or bionic because she caught up to my car in no time. As I reached the gate, she tried to jump on my hood but the V8 engine said otherwise. All I could see in my rear-view mirror were her flappy tits bobbing and weaving as she tried in vain to catch up to me. 

I stopped going to Gatsbys after that incident…but I will never forget flappy tits.