Erotica for the over 80s

Erotica for the over 80s

Sunday, 8 February 2015

Chapter One

I walked slowly to the lift and felt a sudden chill. Drawing my coat tightly around me, I stepped forward and pressed the button with a scarlet-tipped finger. The journey seemed to take forever and when it finally came to a halt I stepped out with a hesitant gait. 

The clicking of my heels echoed on the cold floor as I made my way down the long corridor.  Frozen with fear but flushed with anticipation, I stopped before the closed door and took a deep breath. Eventually, I plucked up the courage to turn the handle and moved nervously into the darkness . .

“Are you ready for me, Master?” I whispered into the void, allowing the coat to slip from my shoulders. Suddenly light flooded the room and I was face to face with an expressionless Mr Grey.

“Do you like what you see, Master?” 

His lips remained firmly closed but his wide eyes told me everything I needed to know . . he was clearly overwhelmed by the sight of my studded collar, black leather corset and thigh-high PVC boots. The silence hung over the vast room for what seemed like an eternity, before finally being broken by a short gasp . . I whipped round sharply to see a dozen open-mouthed faces lit by the candles on a giant cake.

“Elsie . .”



Completely mortified, I dashed through the door and shot straight back up to my room. Well, as much as you can shoot in a Stannah Stairlift. As I made my way slowly up the stairs, my agitated mind travelled back to that fateful day when it all began . .



  1. Oh, THIS is great! I have to come back for the next chapter! ;-)

  2. OMG... this is hilarious... LOL... I will be signing up for this. Aloha Meg Amor :-)

  3. Dear Gran,
    More, please! I LOVE your blog, your tweets. I'd very much like to speak with you about the possibility of having this published as a book. Interested? If so, how may I contact you? I'd be happy to ring.

  4. The best way to reach me at the moment is by email: