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Helping Grandma

... said, "You look flustered."

It was probably completely obvious what I was doing but there's no way I could've admitted that to my grandmother.

"I don't know grandma, I couldn't tell you what's wrong." I lied.

"Hmmm, well then, maybe it's something some good old yard work can fix." She said finishing her breakfast.

"Do you want me to do the dishes again?" I asked, finishing breakfast.

"That would be great honey." She said, getting up.

I cleaned the dishes while she started the yard work outside. I couldn't get my mind off of her tits. She was wearing a bra yesterday but wasn't wearing one today.

"Did she want me to see them?" I thought, "There's no way, I'm her grandson."

After finishing the dishes I joined her outside in the garden. She greeted me and told me what she had planned for the next few hours in the garden. I did as she commanded and followed her instructions. However I couldn't help but notice how she loved sticking out her ass and in those jeans, it looked like it was trying to pop out every time she bent over. I had to control myself several times and even hide to hide my erection. Once 3 pm approached Grandma got up and said she was nearly finished with the yard work for the day and asked if I wanted a late lunch.

"That would be a great idea, Grandma. What will we be having?" I asked, getting up from the dirt.

"I'll make grilled cheese for the both of us." She answered.

"That sounds great, grandma," I said, walking to the ...

... house.

I watched her as she made our lunch. Just like in the garden, she kept bending over and pushing her ass out.

"Why do you keep on looking at my butt sweetheart?" She asked bluntly.

"What did you say?" I asked, shocked.

"I think you heard me she." She said, still making our meal. "Don't think I didn't notice you in the garden. Do you like looking at my butt?"

"N-no grandma," I stammered. "It's just that you kept on pushing it out in the garden and there's not a lot else to look at out there."

"Hahahahahaha." Grandma laughed. "You sure are funny Johnny. I guess that's as good an excuse as any."

She finished making lunch and I ate my lunch with her in an uncomfortable silence.

"Listen, grandma, I'm sorry for stealing so many glances at your butt. I won't do it again, I promise." I said apologetically.

"Come on now Johnny, I don't take offense to it at all. I'm honestly kind of flattered. I didn't know my 68-year-old body could make someone so attracted. And even if I did take offense to you stealing glances, we both know that you would keep on doing it. Don't make promises you can't keep." She said, finishing her sandwich.

"A-attracted?" I stuttered.

"Well is there any other reason for you to do it?" She asked.

"Grandma! What has gotten into you? We're related remember? I can't be attracted to you." I said, stunned.

"If we're related then why do you keep looking at my butt?" She asked, getting up from the table.

"I-I don't know," I said, ...