I would like to thank "the-apocalypse" for proofreading my story. He has been of great help.
My name is John; and I am a retired widower. I live in a very rural area in the Northern part of the United States.
When my granddaughter, Mary, and my son-in-law Jim, were just married I had taken it upon myself to teach them the joys of variety in their private sexual lives. It has been five years now since that time. I have kept in contact with them for this time, and our relationship has become very close.
They have visited me several times every year. Because of their growing family and because they have brought a friend, Susan, along with them, I have had to enlarge my house. I've added two more bedrooms, to be on the safe side. You see, Mary and Jim had fraternal twins for children. Eventually the boy and girl would need rooms of their own. Besides that, Susan had sort of become family. She was almost old enough to be Mary's grandmother, but she was lively and a lot of fun to be around. She also provided very competent babysitting that allowed Mary and Jim to enjoy life without the constant concern of what to do to keep the kids happy and safe.
This last August, my daughter, Mary's mother, was killed in a car crash. A drunk driver had crossed the center line and hit her almost head on. She was driving a small, fuel efficient car, and the drunk was driving a half ton pickup truck. It wasn't pretty, but she did at least die instantly. Since my daughter had been a widow for several years that left Mary with no family except her husband, her children, and me. Since Mary and Jim had waited three years to try for a family, their children were both under two years old. They were at that wonderful age where when they went to sleep they were out for the night. They, apparently, slept like I did; extremely soundly.
When Mary and Jim had married I had not spent much time talking to Jim about finances. The only understanding I had was that he had a very good job and would be able to take care of Mary very nicely. It wasn't until a year or so later that I had found out that he had very much understated his position. As it turned out, his father had inherited a small, but very lucrative engineering firm. The solar energy firm that he worked for grossed just a bit over a billion (a thousand million for those in Europe) dollars a year. His job was as the CEO of the firm. He could, under most circumstances take a long vacation if he wanted to. However, he normally just saved his vacation for some future time. After the death of his mother-in-law he decided to take a long vacation. He arranged for several of the company vice-presidents to assume his job. He chose carefully and indicated that he wanted individual weekly reports from each of them.
It was mid November when Mary, Jim, Susan, and the twins arrived for a long stay at my house. The plan was that they would stay with me until after New Year's Day. This was going to be both a wonderful and terrible time! Wonderful because I would have my dearest family here; terrible because I would be able to hear them making love and not be able to do the same, except to my own hand....... At least that is what I thought.
Just before Thanksgiving I had baked some pumpkin and apple pies. I also baked mince tarts, a real favorite of mine! Thanksgiving day I cooked turkey with all of the trimmings. I love to cook, and am relatively good at it.
Then we had a few days of very bad weather. The roads were covered in deep, wet snow. It was going to be several days before the road crews got out to clear my rural road. That was fine with us.
On the day after the roads were closed, and after the children went to sleep Mary and Jim wanted to do some serious talking with me. I had no idea what was about to be discussed. They asked Susan to go elsewhere in the house because they had some private things to discuss with me.
Mary stated the conversation: "We want to talk to you about a touchy subject. We don't want to embarrass you or make you feel uneasy. I know that you remember the time you sat us down and taught us that variety in sex was wonderful. We have enjoyed your gentle teaching and gifts more than you will ever know. We, however, are very concerned about something."
Jim took over at this point. "In the last year we have realized something that now concerns us deeply. What we are concerned about is that while we are having a wonderful sex life, you appear to be without any release except that which you can provide for yourself. We would like to, at least temporarily, fix that situation. But, we don't want to embarrass you or tempt you into something that you would not want. We also don't want to break in on any relationship that you have that we don't know about. Are you in a relationship that can provide a release for your frustrations?"
I must have had a red face by this point. Giving advice and help to others is one thing. Being the one who is to be helped is another. I paused a moment and responded: "No, I don't have any such relationship. Out here, in our rural area there is an extremely small pool of eligible women, and I am not about to go and "rent" some companionship."
"We thought that was the case, grandpa. We have a suggestion to make. Are you willing to listen?"
"Yes, Mary, I will listen."
"What would you say if I told you that there is someone you like, who knows you and has been fantasizing about going to bed with you? Would that be of interest to you?"
"Absolutely, but at the same time it concerns me. As a Christian I wouldn't feel free to have intercourse with such a woman unless I was married to her. Call me old fashioned but I still truly believe that 'going all the way' is for the marriage bed only."
Jim spoke up: "Would you be interested if the woman was into wild sex like grandma wasn't and had the same reservations that you have about pre-marital sex?"
"God, yes! And I'm not using His name in vain. I have prayed for such a woman."
"Hold on a minute, grandpa." Mary got up and went to the bedroom. She came back with Sharon. Sharon looked lovely in her slacks and tight sweater. When they had both sat down she started to talk with Sharon.
"Sharon, I need to tell you that it will be safe to answer totally honestly with the four of us here. My grandpa is very understanding. Just try to pretend that he isn't here, as impossible as that may be. Do you remember the conversations we have had regarding your search for a partner to play sex games with?"
"Yes, you know I do. My frustration level is almost off the chart."
"And, you remember that in our discussions you even suggested some other, rather kinky, ways that Jim and I could spice up our lovemaking?"
Sharon blushed and said: "yes!"
At this point I had a very red face and a fierce erection.
"You also said that you couldn't have intercourse outside of marriage, right?"
"Yes. That's true. That is one firm belief that I cannot change."
"Well, Sharon, what would you say if I told you that there are two people in this room with the same desires and limitations?"
At that Sharon looked over at me. Her face was as red as mine must have been. I saw her eyes move down my body to the very visible tent in my pants. As her eyes rested there, a large smile appeared on her face.
"Grandpa, we know that Sharon has wanted to get closer to you for the last year. She just didn't know how to bring it about. Now, we don't want to force you two into anything that you wouldn't feel comfortable doing, but we do want to indicate that there may some mutually adventageous circumstances here. Now, Jim and I are going to go to bed early tonight. I doubt we will be up and about until morning. Let us wish you a good night."
