Let the game begin.

I waited eagerly, wondering what she was up to. It seemed to take forever. Finally, I heard her calling from inside. "John? I...I need you to do me a favor," she said. There was that hint of nervous excitement in her voice. I had a feeling I was going to enjoy whatever she had in mind for us. "Name it," I replied.

"Just come on in...and...um...get in the bed. Okay?" was her response. I blinked but shrugged. "Okay...I..." "Wait, not yet! Count to ten, then do it!" she called. What WAS she up to...?

Still, I humored her. Counting to ten, I opened the door. Mai was nowhere to be seen. All the clothes we bought were gone. I assumed she hung them up. I never used my closet much, preferring my dresser. More then enough room. How tidy of her. In any case, I removed my shoes (because you shouldn't get in bed with them on) and...on a hunch...my pants, leaving me in boxers and a t-shirt before climbing under the covers. After about another...oh, twenty seconds, I heard a knock...from my bathroom door.

"Come in...?" I said hesitantly. The bathroom door opened and Mai stepped in. My cock jumped at the sight. Mai was dressed in the Red Riding Hood outfit...and GOD did she make it look good!

Her long hair flowed down behind the red cloak, peeking out the bottom. The top was a tiny white buttoned shirt, only it was tied rather then buttoned. It strained against Mai's impressive chest. As I recalled, that was the picture on the box.

Her black skirt barely reached her knees. Her shoes were a pair of red pumps that caused her to wobble a bit. She got an 'A' for effort in my book though. "Hi, Grandma," she said, trying to put some life into her usual dull tone. ...again, 'A' for effort...but a D- for execution in this case.

I wasn't sure how she knew the tale, but I decided to go with it. "Come closer, my dear...my eyes aren't what they used to be," I replied in my best elderly woman voice. She carefully approached the bed until she was right next to it. Leaning down, she gave me an tremendously good view of her cleavage. "Why, Grandma...what big eyes you have..."

"The better to see you with, my dear." Which really contridicted my previous statement, really...

She leaned closer. "And what big ears you have..." she whispered, her voice gaining a husky quality. She did that better then the "perky" voice she tried to do before. Much better...

"The better to hear you with, my dear," I replied.

Smiling, Mai licked her lips. "And Grandma...what a big erection you have," she cooed. Ooh, fuck yeah...

Now...I could do this one of two ways. The better to fuck you with...which would imply a more gentle sense...or the better to **** you with, which shows obvious roughness. Mai said she liked both concepts...