Dave opened his eyes and took a deep breath. Pancakes. Slowly, he rose, washed up, and headed down for breakfast. Lacey stood by the counter holding a plate of pancakes. She looked beautiful, even in just her tank top and shorts. She didn't fill them out too much, but she made her slender frame work for her.
"Good morning sleepyhead" she grinned.
"It smells amazing in here"
"Thank the chef!" Lacey gestured towards the stove.
Doris, Lacey's grandmother, was behind the stove. Standing side by side you could tell Lacey's good genes came from her grandmother's side. Doris was like seeing Lacey in 40 odd years, albeit Doris had a little more heft up top and on the bottom. From her wrinkled skin it was no secret she was pushing 70, but she was spry for her age, and even on a Saturday morning she found the time to style her blonde curly bob before making breakfast. She made another plate and handed it towards Dave. "Get 'em while they're hot!"
"You are an angel, Doris." Dave took the plate and kissed her on the cheek.
"It's just a thank you for letting me stay here while my home is being renovated. I know it can't be easy having me here, but I promise it should only be a few more weeks now."
"Gran, if you keep cooking like this, we might no let you leave!" joked Lacey.
"You're always welcome in our home, Doris. You're family."
"You kids are just the sweetest things. I'm so lucky to have you two. Oh, before I forget, I had a case of Merlot I'd ordered redirected here. Figured it'd be a waste if it sat around my home for the next few weeks. We can have some with dinner tonight."
"Oh that sounds lovely, doesn't it babe?"
Dave nodded, "Wine is always welcome. Especially Merlot, since it's Lacey's favorite."
"Perfect! I also had a roast planned for tonight that'd pair perfectly!" Doris beamed.
"We can watch that movie you wanted to watch after, babe!" said Lacey excitedly.
"Sounds like we've got a fun Saturday night planned," replied Dave.
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Later that afternoon.
Dave walked into the master bedroom. "Oooof that smells so good. Lace, your gran makes a mean roast."
Lacey was sat on the bed painting her nails. Her wavy brown hair was tied back in a ponytail. Her emerald green eyes trained on her fingers. Even in her tank top and sweatpants, she looked beautiful. "Just wait til you taste it. There's a reason why we have her make it at every family function."
"You know.... she's napping while she waits for it to cook in the oven. Maybe we couldddd...." Dave raised his eyebrows and leaned in to kiss her.
Lacey turned away from him. Then came back and pecked him on the cheek. "I'm sorry babe. I can't. What if she hears?"
"Sweetie, she's 70 years old, has hearing aids, and is sleeping in the guest room on the other side of the house. I think we'd be ok."
"It makes sens in my head, but I can't get comfortable with it. I know it's been hard."
"We haven't had actual sex since our honeymoon."
"I know, I know. Then we moved into the house, and then gran needed to stay with us. I don't know what to say. But it'll only be a few more weeks, and then I PROMISE I'll make it worth your while." Lacey flashed a smoldering stare.
"Babe, just that look alone is enough to make me rock hard." He wasn't kidding. He was going to burst from his jeans.
Lacey burst out laughing. "Oh babe I'm sorry! You better take a cold shower now, and hopefully that monster will be down before dinner! Tell you what. Maybe after a few bottles of wine I'll be a little more amenable. If gran gets tipsy, she'll sleep like a stone and we can have some fun."
"Deal"
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"MOVIE TIME!" Lacey slurred and hopped on the couch.
Dave chuckled and plopped on the couch beside her. Everything was going swell. They were a couple bottles in. If Lacey was right, Doris would be asleep before long and he would finally get some release. "Doris, that meal was delicious."
"I'm glad you liked it! Can I get anyone a refill?" Doris held up two more bottles of wine, emptying one into their three glasses. She draped a quilt over the couple and sat in the cushy chair on Lacey's side of the loveseat.
"We're so glad to have you here, gran." Lacey gave her a pec on the cheek, and then snuggled into Dave.
Dave hit play on the film. As the movie progressed, Lacey got a little more daring, rubbing his crotch and nuzzling his neck. Dave snuck glances at Doris, and it didn't seem she was noticing between the loud film and the darkness of the living room. Dave mildly returned her advances. His hand slowly explored her thin frame.
"Oh my!"
Dave and Lacey quickly recoiled from each other.
"That was quite the explosion!" Doris exclaimed.
"Oh yeah, took us by surprise too!" Dave tried to recover.
Lacey nodded slowly in agreement. Doris didn't see them. Bless Dave's sound system.
They continued to watch the film, sans the clandestine foreplay, until Dave heard a snore. At last! His joy turned to disappointment when he realized that it was Lacey that was snoring, and Doris was engrossed in the film.
Doris looked over. "Oh poor thing. Davey, maybe you should take her to bed."
Dave nodded in agreement. "Yeah seems so." He lifted her up and carried her to bed and tucked her in. Even sloppy drunk and passed out, she was beautiful. Dave felt his cock twitch. Beneath the sweatpants it was even easier to see his bulge. He tried to think of pure thoughts while he walked back to the living room to say his goodnights. Doris had moved to the loveseat and was under the quilt.
"She's all tucked in. I think I'm going to join her. Have a good night Doris."
"Oh boo, I was quite enjoying the film. Maybe we can pick it up tomorrow."
"Don't let me stop you from finishing. You're already all cozy on the couch."
"No, no. I like to watch movies with other people in the room. It's more fun."
"Tell you what. There's only an hour or so left, I'll finish the movie with you. Scooch over." Dave joined her under the quilt.
"You're so sweet to humor an old woman."
