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Dad's Old Laptop

... shot my load, or because I was feeling pretty shitty for doing what I'd done to Mom, in any case I just couldn't bring myself to open the file. I shut down the laptop and curled up in bed instead. The next morning I woke up famished, I hadn't eaten anything since lunch the day before. Throwing on an old pair of sweats and a faded green t-shirt I went down to the kitchen. My first reaction was one of puzzlement. It was only seven-thirty and there wasn't anyone around. I fixed myself a bowl of cereal and sat at the bar to eat it. I was almost done shoveling the cereal into my mouth when I felt a presence behind me. Turning I saw Mom standing in the doorway holding a coffee cup. She seemed to be trying to make up her mind if she wanted to come in or not. I couldn't blame her if she didn't want to be near me. Hell, I wouldn't blame her if she told me to find another place to live for that matter. She made up her mind and came into the kitchen going straight to the coffee pot. With a fresh cup in hand she surprised me by coming over and sitting on the other stool. Her first words to me were, "We need to talk." "I know," I replied staring into my bowl. "But before we do, I really, really want to say how sorry I am for what I did." "That's what I wanted to talk to you about. What happened should never have happened, but it did, and there's nothing we can do to change that now. I think I'm just as much to blame as you. We both got carried away," her voice cracking a little as she ...

... told me this. "Yeah we did, me a little more than you Mom," I said turning to look at her. "It wasn't your fault Russ. Shit, it wasn't either one of our faults. Can we agree on that?" she whispered. "Agreed! I think anyone would have gotten carried away, after-all, those videos are pretty intense," I chuckled trying to lighten the mood. "That's one way to describe them," she laughed. "I could have said there're smoking hot. It's not every day a guy gets to watch his Grandmother getting banged," I blurted out. The look in her eyes made me think I'd gone too far. Instead of scolding me she just said, "That's something guys aren't supposed to see." When she saw my face turn red she asked, "Is there something I should know Russell?" "What do you mean?" I asked playing dumb. "It's obvious that Martha has a strong sex drive, and I've seen how she flirts with you. So what I want to know is, has she made a move on you?" "God Mom, she's my Grandmother! Why would she hit on me?" I countered. "Yeah, you're right, forget I even asked." Her mouth said one thing, but the questioning look in her eyes said another. "So we're good?" I asked. "Yes, we're good," she chuckled leaning over and giving me a hug. "By the way, I haven't seen either Grandma or Grandpa today. Are they even here?" I asked keeping my arms around her so I could feel her breasts pressed into me longer. Pulling away from me she told me that they had left early this morning, something to do with wanting to drive around and see ...