Grandma was Confused - Sex Stories

Grandma was Confused

... Grandma left the room Dad said. "Oh, my fucking Lord! Well, we've got to put a stop that this nonsense now." Mom nodded and said, "I had a feeling it would come to this. I've been pricing the cost of therapy for her. We'll have to get rid of the sports channels and cut out extraneous expenses like beer, bowling and sports pools" With a small smile Mom added "Besides you won't have time for any of that stuff anymore since you'll need to get a second job." "What! Why in the hell should I get a second job!" Dad roared. Mom rolled her eyes and smiled, "Well, honey- she is your mother." Dad turned his glare on me. "Yeah, but I'm not the one who made her crazy. Why can't Mr. Leaky Faucet here get a job?" "Jacob has to keep his grades up so hopefully he can get a scholarship in the next three years. If he doesn't get a scholarship, I guess we'll never retire. Of course even if he does get a job there's no guarantee that the therapy bills won't eat into our retirement fund." Now you have to understand early retirement was my Dad's major dream. Although, his plans seemed rather lame to me. He wanted to lie around the house every day watching the sports channels, sort of like a weekend that lasted for twenty years. As my Dad saw his dream fade before his eyes, he teared up a bit. Biting his lip, he said, "Well since we can't afford therapy without losing all we've worked for, I guess, you're going to have to take one for the team, sport." "What do you mean, dear?" "I mean it won't do ...

... him any harm to share a bed with his grandmother for a little while. You know humor her, until she snaps out of it." "I guess that's as good a suggestion as any," Mom agreed. She gave me an encouraging smile and patted my hand. "Wait a minute! I don't think this is a good idea. Not at all!" I said. A vein popped out on Dad's forehead, he spoke slowly and deliberately. "Why do you have to be so difficult? I'm not going give up the NFL all day ticket just because you couldn't keep your hands off your dick. What's the big goddamned deal about sl**ping in the same bed as your grandmother, for God's sake!" Now of course I didn't say, "Well, Dad it's because your mom really turns me on and I am afraid that I might just boink her." So I mumbled something about not getting enough sl**p for school. Dad shot that excuse down with an irritated wave. "Is that all? Well, she goes to sl**p a couple of minutes after she lies down and she sl**ps like a rock all night long." "Must run in the f****y," Mom muttered. Dad shot her a puzzled expression. "Okay, well that's not the only thing that worries me. Remember she thinks I am grandpa, what if she... you know...wants to... you know... do it." Dad looked like had been poleaxed. I don't know if it never occurred to him that his parents had sex. But he looked dumbfounded for a minute. When he spoke his voice was strained with anger and embarrassment. "I... I can't even believe you'd think that. In the first place this is my mother we're talking ...