1. Gran Meets Me Halfway


    Date: 9/21/2017, Categories: Mature, Taboo, Author: draghunt, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    was her favourite expression. With her chatting so casually I felt slightly ashamed; would she still be thinking of me as her lovely boy if she knew I had been standing with my cock in my hand looking at her bent over her roses, studying the outline of her bum, imagining lifting her dress over it before I closed my eyes. 'I'm so used to wandering around half dressed I forgot I had a guest,' she said, turning to reach up for mugs, the backs of her shapely legs showing smooth and firm, 'sorry you found me standing there like that,' leaning over the table to pass me coffee to watch my gaze work its way up from her low cut dress until it reached her eyes and me blush. She did not appear to be as sorry as a grandmother should have. Any shame I felt went feeling my cock stir. 'You can stand there like that before I go into the bathroom whenever you like,' I replied, not expecting her to recognize the double entende. She shook her head, a look of wonder settled on her face. Her eyes sliding from mine to my chin, to where my body disappeared below the table, and back to my mouth. 'Did you?' raised her eyebrows, 'is that why you were in there so long? Were you...,' her face bloomed into a smile, 'imagining I was...,' her eyes lost focus for a second or two, imagination doing overtime, 'I was....?' 'Standing next to me like you were outside,' I interrupted finishing the sentence for her, 'like that, half dressed.' Gran watched me closely when I said half dressed. 'Just....half ...
    dressed?' she asked, raised eyebrows. I looked into her eyes, 'probably doing a little more.' A throaty, 'couldn't be much more than I was earlier.....oh,' it dawned on her what 'doing a little more' meant, where seeing her like that might have taken my imagination, turning to the toaster to cover her blushes, 'sorry,' she giggled, 'too inquisitive.' * * * During breakfast we made the usual small talk; all the time trying not to look at each other in that deliberate way people do who are itching to move the conversation in another direction, subtly, without being caught. We did the washing up in pensive silence; it was so bl**dy obvious what we both wanted to talk about yet knew the subject was forbidden. 'Same time tomorrow, then?' I asked, hanging up the tea towel, nodding towards the hall. Gran frowned, 'same time tomorrow?' Then her face suddenly looked like a rabbit caught in the headlights. Had someone seen into her dark corners; seen her secret thoughts? The ones she was going to have tonight lying alone on her bed? Had she said something to imply....what? Then her expression cleared, she'd been to the fair, on rides that scared her but created an excitement that made her want to be frightened again. Her face lit up, 'Oh, yes. I see. Okay.' 'And that will be?' I asked. The look that crossed her lovely face I shall always remember; looking straight at me, her pupils dilated, 'Normally I get up about seven,' she replied. * * * We carried on our day in the usual way. Usual except ...
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