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Dad's Old Laptop

... Mom's ass rose up a fraction and I heard a sharp intake of air before she gently said, "I think that's good honey, thanks for your help." Before getting to my feet I took one last look at her crotch. I saw a darker shade of red right in the center where I guessed her entrance to be. I was pretty sure that I would be heading inside and climbing back into the shower. I wiped my greasy hands on a hand towel near the lounger and started to walk away. "Hey!" she called out, making me think she was going to scold me for being so brazen. Instead she just told me to tie her suit back up. Instead of heading upstairs I went to the kitchen to grab something to eat. Sitting on Mom's favorite stool I was almost through with my sandwich when Grandpa walked in. He grabbed a coke out of the fridge and took a seat next to me. I couldn't even look him in the face. The fear that he'd see something in my eyes and figure out what had happened between his wife and I was causing my nerves to bunch up. "I'm heading into town, you need anything?" he asked, the sound of his voice making me jump. "No Gramps, I'm good," I replied in a tiny voice. "Something got you down Champ?" he asked hoisting his lanky frame from the stool. "No, everything's fine." "Okay then. I'll be gone a couple hours, so tell your Mom if she asks where I'm at." "Will do Gramps," I said, my face pointed down at the bar top so he wouldn't see the fear in my eyes. He headed toward the front of the house then stopped and turned ...

... around. "Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. Your Grandma's looking for you, something about a project you're gonna help her with." He left before the twitch at the corner of my mouth became too noticeable. I sat there contemplating what to do. On the one hand the video that I'd watched clearly showed that he was aware that Grandma was getting it on the side. It also showed that he approved of it. But on the other hand I was his Grandson. That changed the whole scheme of what Grandma and I had done from just being wrong, to one of i****t. That I was reasonably sure he wouldn't approve of. I had to make Grandma understand how uncomfortable I was with our new relationship. Groaning, I reluctantly climbed the stairs and headed to her room. The door was closed so I lightly knocked, secretly hoping she wasn't there. When I heard her say come in, the urge to flee almost overpowered me. My heart thumping wildly in my chest I slowly turned the knob and let the door swing open. Grandma was standing by her bed on the far side of the room. Her hair was freshly brushed and she had on a sheer black floor-length gown with ruffles around the neck. It was opened all the way down the front. Underneath that I could see she had on a set of matching black bra and panties. They too were sheer and did nothing to hide her womanly charms from my eyes. In fact the bra was only used to lift her breasts up, because there were no cups covering her large brown nipples. bl**d poured into my cock as I looked lower ...