Friday, October 2, 2009

I'm A Bastard And I'm Going To Hell For This One.

Tom worked as a caretaker in a nursing home. He liked his job. His favorite part was the women. The old women. He liked the way they looked; they smelled; they felt. He liked fucking them. Tom was in his mid-thirties and good-looking and could have had plenty of women his own age but he liked old women. He didn't tell anyone about his strange preference specifically but when asked what type of woman he was attracted to he'd just say "older" women. Taken in the context of normal conversation this did not seem unusual, as "older" often implied two or three years and not forty. Tom would go about his business every day at work when he'd go in to change the old women's sheets. He would knock on their doors, go in their room with a smile, and then go at it. They would never argue or yell because they thought he was young and handsome and he was very good at what he did. Sometimes thought they would moan or make noise because they liked it and if an old man happened to live in adjacent room he'd often listen in an dream about what it was like to make love. Sadly though most of them couldn't get it up anymore. They'd see Tom in the hall and give him a thumbs-up or a wink and say "Attaboy!" or "You lucky dog, you!" and Tom would smile and nod. He was a hero to the old men and a sex god to the old women.

One day a new old woman moved into the home. Her name was Gloria and she was very ill-tempered. At lunchtime she would complain about the food that was served to her and throw it on the floor and curse and call the caretakers "fuckers" and "assholes". She could only hear in one ear and had cataracts. Tom thought she was beautiful. He thought her temper and the way she cursed was fiesty and it turned him on. He decided that he would fuck her.

The time came for Tom to go around changing the residents' sheets and things and so Tom did his usual rounds and fucked the usual old women. He had decided to save Gloria for last. He went to her room and knocked on her door.

"Good evening, Gloria. I'm here to change you sheets."

"Go away!" Gloria yelled from inside the room.

"Oh, no, no, no, Miss Gloria. Don't be difficult." And he let himself in and closed the door behind him. Gloria was laying in her bed with her gown on and watching TV Land. Her gown was bunched up at her thighs revealing her pale, varicose vein-covered legs. This excited Tom greatly.

"Hello, Miss Gloria. You look beautiful tonight."

"Fuck you!" she said. "Get out of my room!"

Tom smiled and sat down on the edge of her bed next to her and put his hand on her thigh. She stroked it gently. Hen he moved his hand up between her legs. She slapped him across the face.

"What the hell are you doing?! Get out! Get out this instant!"

Tom didn't listen. Instead he pulled his pants down and got it out and got on top of her.

"Mmm, you're being difficult. I like it."

She started screaming. Tom put a hand over her mouth and used the other to help put it in.

"It's okay Miss Gloria. I'm you friend. Your caretaker. This will be good for you, I promise."

He started. It felt good. She struggled but she was old and frail so he was able to keep her under his control. Her hands clawed at his face and his arms and slapped him over and over again. It only excited him more. Just when Tom was about to finish he felt a sharp pain in his neck. He looked at Gloria and noticed that she had stopped struggling. There was blood on her face but it wasn't her blood. It was his. He looked at her hands and saw she was holding a steak knife. The blade was covered in blood. He looked at the knife and then looked at Gloria and then thought about why the hell an old woman would have a knife like that readily available in her possession. It was the last thing Tom ever thought about. He rolled off of her and off of the bed and on to the floor. Gloria had killed him.

In the next room, old Ernie Herman laid in bed listening to the commotion. He figured Tom was at it again and smiled.

"Attaboy..."

Then he felt his dick get hard for the first time in years and he masturbated.


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