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Visits To Grampa Ch 04

Visits To Grampa Ch 04

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Two weeks after the first film with Jackie was made, Lena called a house meeting. Their web site "Sexy Seniors' Secrets" was coining in far more money than they could ever have anticipated. This was being invested to ensure that Autumn House would never be unaffordable to those who wanted to live there, regardless of personal income. Indeed, a couple of their older residents were greatly subsidized by the web site, and only able to stay there because of it. But who those people were was Lena's secret- discretion always guaranteed.

The purpose of the House Meeting was to make sure that everyone knew what was going on and could make a comment if they felt the need. Interestingly, no-one raised any moral objection as to the source of their new-found wealth. The major comment was that, for obvious reasons, the more attractive residents were getting into the movies, and some felt that they would like to participate even if not as sexy or as photogenic as the others.

Then one of the oldest residents, Rachel, who was long suspected of having a lesbian relationship with her next door neighbor Markie, made a brilliant suggestion. "Why don't we have a masked orgy, down in the basement. We can afford to redecorate it and buy some new loungers, mattresses and sofas, as well as install sexy lighting. With a mixture of fixed cameras and some hand-held, we could get hours of stuff that could be edited into a number of new releases..."

Lena smiled. "Rachel, you sound as if you have experience of orgies...."

Rachel blushed and then said "Well, I have not been old and ugly all my life, and I must admit I have experienced orgy parties, although they were not masked, and, thankfully, not filmed. My point is seeing some of us older ones in the background indulging ourselves while the cameras focus on the more interesting bodies would be quite a draw to our market base."

"Nicely put," said Lena, and the vote on it was unanimous.

It took only a couple of weeks to get the room repainted, and then in the third week came new carpets, furnishings and fixed camera installations. In the hallway outside the room were installed some hooks for people to hang their robes up if they wished to be naked.

It was agreed that people would wear masks, and a couple of 'craft afternoons' ensured that every resident had a unique and personalized mask that stayed on 'hands-free' during energetic exercise. It was also agreed that participants should be naked or wearing some form of sexy outfit.

Throughout all this preparation, there had been a hiatus on filming. However, Ann's sex life had continued, in particular with Lena, to the point that Lena and Ann started to view themselves as a couple, and were willing to be almost completely monogamous in the future, except for future filming. They slept together most nights, frequently waking to find their arms and legs intertwined. So Ann was monogamous, that is, except for Grampa. Ann and Charlie - with Lena's knowledge - still had a regular thing going in his room, except now those times were never filmed.

And so, about 5 weeks after the House Meeting, the Masked Orgy at Autumn House had been set for the following Saturday, seven days from the morning Ann woke up to the sound of her phone ringing at 6 in the morning. She looked at the screen and saw the caller was her mother. She had not called or visited her mother for over three months. In fact, she had not actually seen her mother in six months. She wondered if there was an emergency at home causing this phone call.

She answered the call with a quiet "Hello" and was relieved when her mother said with a bright voice. "Hello dear, I know it's short notice but can you go clothes shopping with me this morning?"

Ann was shocked. Her mother had never asked her for an opinion on clothes, ever! She stammered out a "Yes," and was surprised when her mother suggested they meet for breakfast, and suggested a cute little cafΓ© in Soho that Ann actually knew. She also knew that there were no good clothes shops in that area, at least if you were looking for regular clothes!

And so it was arranged, and just before 9 in the morning Ann found a parking spot only minutes away from the cafΓ©. When she walked in, her mother was already there, looking at the menu. Ann's mother stood up, to show she was slightly smaller than Ann, but had a nice trim figure Ann could not remember her mother ever having before. Not only that, but she had changed her hairstyle to a nice bob, and colored her hair a soft reddish brown. And she was very carefully made-up, something she had not bothered with at any time during Ann's life. Her hands and neck looked a little tanned. Over all, she looked years younger.

After hugging and kissing her mother, she sat down. "You look great, Mum," she said. Ann, now 22, knew her mother had her when she herself was 28, so Mum was now 50. She had not seen her mother for several months, but the woman now before her looked like she had suddenly become an early-forties woman instead of being an early-fifties one. Ann's older sister, Joan, was now 26.

"We'll talk about that after we order."

And so, after each placing and receiving an order for eggs benedict, Ann leaned back and asked, "So what's behind your new look?"

Her Mum smiled, and said "You are."

Ann looked at her mother quizzically.

"Your father found a sexy web site, and guess what we found. We watched, and were turned on by, our daughter having sex with my father...."

"You what!" burst out Ann, blushing heavily.

"Oh, don't worry dear, we love your Sexy Seniors' Secrets! It's really changed our life. Before you and your sister were born, your father and I ran around the house naked, and had sex everywhere, like rabbits. Then we got prim and proper when you two came along, and somehow we just stayed that way. But watching my Dad as a porn star, especially with you, re-awoke your Dad and I's sexual urges. So what you call my new look is all attributable to you and my Dad.'

Ann sat there shocked. She and her older sister Joan had often joked that they knew their parents must have had sex twice, but that was probably the sum total of it. To hear that they were once naked sex-addicts, and had now relapsed into frequent sex stimulated by watching porn featuring her, her friends, and her grandfather was not what Ann was expecting to hear about over breakfast with her mother.

Her mother continued tucking into the eggs benedict and smiling. "We've watched you have sex with Dad, and with the woman I presume is your girlfriend, the way you two look at each other, and it really turns us on. To be honest, we often miss the end of the movie - otherwise engaged, you might say."

Ann's breakfast was going cold, and she barely acknowledged the waitress refilling her coffee cup. The thought of her parents being turned on by her lesbian sex with Lena and then getting into sex themselves was not one she ever thought she would have.

After a long pause as she composed herself, Ann finally asked "So what are we going shopping for?" Somehow, Ann already knew the answer.

"I want some of that really sexy underwear you have for the films, and maybe even an erotic costume I could wear to a Halloween party we're planning to go to."

"I see. So you want me to advise you on dressing erotically so you can turn on my Dad...."

"Oh, he's already turned on - I'm thinking, maybe the neighbors!"

When her Mum said that, it was a very good job that Ann was not drinking her coffee - it would have sprayed all over the table.

So when Ann had stopped choking, her Mum said, "So, finish your breakfast like a good girl, we've got things to do!" And echoes of her early childhood flooded through Ann's mind.

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It was clear, by the brisk walk that Ann's mother got into, that this shopping trip had been thoroughly planned out. "There's this one shop I've found on the internet that looks like it has loads of stuff, so hopefully we can get everything I want there."

"Yes, mother," said Ann, struggling, in her heels, to keep up the pace her mother had set.

"Now, dear," said her mother as they continued walking, "shopping for this kind of stuff - you can't keep calling me Mum, don't sound right! You're gonna have to call me Barb."

They arrived at the shop and looked through the window at some very erotic, flimsy lingerie. "I like that white set," said Barb. "Looks like it holds everything in place while covering virtually nothing!"

Ann smiled and said, "Careful though, white on pale skin does not look effective."

"I know," said her mother with a smile, "but maybe my skin's not so white anymore. The tan is not just on my hands, you know."

They went inside, and found another set of the white lingerie in the window on one of the hangers. There was also a bright red set like Ann had worn for Grampa, and a dark blue set with a bra that exposed the nipples and had French knickers with no crotch.

They went into a changing room, and Barb stripped off completely. Ann was amazed. The bulgy tummy her mother had always had, as a result of two pregnancies, was gone. Her legs were trim, her breasts - still large - had only a modest sag, and had big areolas and large nipples. And Barb was nicely lightly tanned. Tanned all over, without any tan lines.

"Some of the tan is from the tanning salon, and some from the garden. And Ken and his wife Helen don't hide the fact that they look at me naked in the garden from their bedroom window. I think they want to get intimate with us - the other morning over coffee, Helen right out asked me if I ever enjoyed sex with someone else other than Frank."

"She wants to have sex with you and Dad?"

"Use proper names please in here." reminded Barb. "And yes, I think she does."

Ann was wondering how many more revelations she was going to be surprised by this morning, as Barb tried on the white outfit. Against her lightly tanned skin, the white actually looked really sharp.

"Barb," said Ann, "Even though your pubic hair is nicely trimmed, that outfit can take, at most, a narrow landing strip, although I think all hair gone would be a better look."

Looking in the full-length mirror, Barb said "I think you're right, dear, but that's easily dealt with. Frank can soon shave it all off for me. As it is, he does all my trimming."

Yet another image Ann never thought she'd conjure up - her father shaving her mother's pubic hair.

"I think I'll take all of these", said Barb, "but there's just one more thing I need." And, wearing just the blue bra and knickers, she opened the dressing room door and went out into the shop.

There were some customers in there, and Ann saw three guys give her mother very approving looks, One even licked his lips! And a couple of female customers smiled at Barb. Smiles that indicate a real appreciation of what they couldn't miss seeing.

Barb headed for a rack of costumes, and grabbed a French Maid outfit in smart black and white. She checked the size label, and then headed back for the dressing room.

Barb slipped off the blue lingerie and assembled the parts of the costume. There was a black G-string that covered practically nothing front or back, a corset that lifted Barbs breasts and encased them in a lacey black mesh that was totally see-through, a very short skirt, a little white apron, a small lace-covered black Alice band for the hair, and a pair of self-supporting black nylons which left a fair amount of bare thigh showing below the skirt, Standing vertical, the skirt just covered Barb's bum and crotch, but a little lean in any direction would reveal the G-string.

"My God," said Barb with a wicked smile on her face, "If I served Ken at a dinner party dressed in this, I doubt we would get past the soup!"

"Are you planning to have sex with Ken?" asked Ann trying not to sound shocked.

"Oh, not just Ken. I fancy Helen too - now you've shown me what to do and how to enjoy lesbian sex.... and Frank fancies her as well, so he and I are planning a good old-fashioned swap."

"And you're attributing this new interest in sex to Charlie and me?"

"Oh, it's not a new interest. Like I told you, prior to having you, your Frank and I were sex addicts. And now, thanks to you, that particular addiction has been rekindled. Not all addictions are bad...."

"I'll be sure to let Charlie know....."

"Please do...."

By now, Barb had removed the maid's outfit and was standing stark naked in front of Ann, her lightly tanned body showing absolutely no tan lines.

"I guess," said Ann, "that you sunbathe in the garden totally nude and Ken gets an eyeful..."

"Not just Ken, also Helen. And I really would like to try lesbian sex with her."

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"You need to understand, Mum, that the first time I had sex - and it was with a boy - it was not very nice. He was completely without any tenderness or emotion. I thought he was a boy I could learn to love, but he just wanted one more notch on his bedpost."

"Some boys are like that, dear, I had a few before I met Frank."

Another unexpected fact - her mother had had previous lovers prior to her father!

"Well, soon after the episode with that boy, Grampa kind of seduced me with his interest in me, his tenderness, his attentiveness...."

"My dear, I know what it's like to be seduced by someone who cares about you....."

With that, Barb stepped forward and embraced Ann, tightly. Before Ann realized what she was doing, she bent her head forward and kissed Barb. Then they both realized that the intensity of the kiss was something more than a child kissing a parent. They both let it happen for a while, then Barb broke the kiss and said quietly, "Let me get dressed and we'll go for a drink before I go home and give your Dad a fashion show. He's expecting it - I just hope he can restrain himself until he's seen everything."

Ann laughed. "In some of those outfits, it is impossible not to see everything..."

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And so it was that twenty minutes later the two were sitting in a noisy pub, Barb having bought everything she had tried on. The noise kind of insulated their conversation, creating a bubble where they could talk but no-one else could really listen in.

Over a nice chilled Pino Grigio, Ann started by filling her mother in about Freddie, and the subsequent rape that Mary had thwarted, as well as how the sex with Charlie had come about. Then she explained about the creation of the web site, and how it was helping the residents fight increasing costs.

"You know," said Ann, "that first time Charlie took me to bed, it was so gentle and affectionate and yet so erotic, it was wonderful. Technically, I suppose he seduced me, but I was a totally willing virgin... I did not consider what Freddie did as losing my virginity; it was just him masturbating using my body."

"I know about the willing victim bit. At university, I had several lovers, but none ever lit my blue touch-paper, if you know what I mean. And then I met Frank. We had a couple of dates, and he was very respectful and polite, and didn't try anything. Then one evening I invited him to my apartment and cooked him a meal - spaghetti, if I remember right. Afterwards, he held my hands across the table and looked into my eyes. The look of love just drilled in to me. It wasn't lust, it was a real wanting of me as me."

Ann sat quietly, entranced. Barb continued.

"He stared at me like that for what seemed hours, neither of us speaking, but it was probably only a few minutes. And then I said to him 'If you do not take me into the bedroom, undress me, and make love to me, I'll castrate you and you'll never have sex again...' "

"What did he say?"

"Nothing. He just stood up, pulled me to my feet, swept me up in his arms and carried me into the bedroom and laid me on the bed. Then he lay next to me and kissed me. He slowly undressed both of us, kissing all the time, and then he gently and tenderly entered me..... I can tell you, my blue touch-paper was lit and all my fireworks went off. Castrating him was the furthest thing from my mind.... would definitely have been against my own best interests!" As she said this, both women laughed.

Barb had a far-away look in her eyes, as she paused a moment to enjoy the recollection. "He had the biggest cock I'd ever seen, and he knew exactly how to use it.... And after making love to me all night, he asked to marry me, and asked if he was now free of the risk of castration. That made me laugh. I said 'Yes", and I have never regretted it. And now, thanks to you, the old blue touch-paper is being relit on a regular, frequent basis."

Ann laughed. "And to think, Joan and I thought you two had only had sex twice."

"Twice? We do more than that most nights," replied Barb with a laugh. She looked at her watch. "Two o'clock, I need to be on my way home. Your Dad will be getting anxious for his fashion show."

Even so, Barb spent quite a while regaling Ann with stories of her and Frank, and crazy public places they had had sex. Stories that really surprised Ann. Obviously, her parents had been full participants in emulating the 'Swinging Sixties" even if they had been a couple of decades too late!

They left the pub, and Ann watched her mother cross the street to the Underground. Then she went to her car and drove back to Autumn House. This whole morning had been so revealing about her parents, and how badly wrong she and Joan were about them.

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As soon as Ann got back to Autumn House, she went to Charlie's room. Charlie was actually laying in bed - naked - having a nap. The sound of the door closing awoke Charlie, so Ann slipped out of her clothes as provocatively as she could. As she slid under the sheets with him, she could tell he was pleased to see her. They slowly made love, each kissing and caressing the other, and after they both climaxed and had cuddled up close, Ann recounted the conversations she had had with her mother.

Charlie was, to put it mildly, very surprised. "Well, the little witch, she hid her love of sex so very well. Who would have thought it? Her and Frank gallivanting around in the nude like that. Just goes to show you should never judge a book by its cover."

"Does it shock you, or embarrass you, that your daughter and son-in-law have seen you having real sex with their daughter in a porn movie?"

Charlie thought for a moment. Then he said "Nothing you and I have done in those movies embarrasses me. I have made pleasurable love to a beautiful young woman that in fact I do love - as a granddaughter - and everything was mutually consensual, and I have nothing to apologize for there. And the fact they have seen both you and I with other people, well, they went looking for a porn site, so they clearly intended to find people having sex. It just turned out that you and I were two of those people."

"That sums up my feelings, too," said Ann. "Although I must admit, when I was looking at the new, slim-line, sexy looking mother she now is, I was turned on, She is really sexy looking, like I have never seen her. When I kissed her, I could feel urges I never thought I would feel."

Charlie gave a little laugh. "If your Mum has changed that much from the mousy, bit over-weight, unappealing woman she had become, I can't wait to see how sexy Frank is now!"

"Now, there's a thought," said Ann as she slid out of bed. "I need to go and have a shower, Lena and I have a date tonight - Italian at our favorite place. But I must admit, I hope I don't have too many fantasies about Barb...."

To save getting dressed, Ann borrowed Charlie's robe, picked up her clothes and dashed up the several floors to her own room.

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A few hours later, Ann and Lena were in a quiet candle-lit Italian restaurant, having finished an exquisite meal and a bottle of a decent Chianti. They were holding each others' hands and Lena was staring into Ann's eyes, even though they were down-turned a little as Ann looked at their entwined hands.

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