This story has quite a lead up to explain the circumstances. Please read through the story and you will be rewarded.
I have lived with my Gran since my parents were killed in a plane crash when I was just 15 years old. I was now in my late 30's with a son of my own and back living with Gran.
She has made it so easy for me. She gave me all the love that a person could give.
I was only away from her home for about 3 years when I got married, but that only lasted for those 3 years.
My wife left me with a baby boy of just 7 months. As a father I didn't have the first clue on how to look after him. His name was Tim. A beautiful baby who would have made any mother proud. He had the same gray eyes that I did and eventually blonde hair.
My Gran offered to take us back in her home again as soon as my wife left me and after trying Nannies and trying to work, nothing seemed to work. The nannies only ever stayed a few weeks, even though Tim was a good child.
I decided to take Gran up on her offer, firstly making sure that she would be all right looking after Tim while I went to work. At 24, when Tim was 1 year old, I moved back in with her, baby and all. She was very happy looking after Tim and stated that she wasn't that old β yet.
So for the next 17 years we lived in the house with Gran. I went to work every day and made sure that none of us ever did without anything. Gran's house was situated a few miles out of town but it didn't stop Tim from mixing with his friends over the weekends.
I had better describe Gran. She was 58 year old and all that anyone would love in a Gran. She had a full, voluptuous body, large breasts that overflowed her blouses and dresses, and very large derriere (ass). Her hips were so soft and round and she was just so cuddly.
After I had been living with her for about 6 years, I came home from work one afternoon, a little earlier than usual, as I had finished the job I had been working on and didn't want to start a new one before the weekend.
I walked in and strode upstairs and heard a noise coming from Gran's room. Wondering if she was alright, I called out to her but got no answer.
"Gran, Gran are you alright." I asked.
Still no answer so I decided that she may have fallen over or something. I opened her door and what a surprise I received.
There lay Gran on her bed with a large dildo in her hand and working it in and out of her pussy. She was naked and her legs were spread out showing all her hairy pussy. She had long hairy pubes that were a dark brown with silver hairs spread throughout, you could almost get a brush and comb to them. She opened her eyes and screamed.
"Allan, what are you doing in here," she cried.
"I did call out Gran, but got no answer, and I thought you had fallen or something. I'm so sorry."
"Never mind, darling, it has happened now, nothing we can do about it."
"OK Gran, I'm going to have a shower now and clean up now I have finished work for the week."
"Alright Allan, I'll go and start getting something ready for dinner. Tim will probably be home from school soon.
Tim arrived home about an hour later β we sat down for dinner a couple of hours after that.
Nothing unusual happened in the next few weeks. Another Friday I knocked off work early as it had been so hot. I had a couple of beers at the local and then headed home.
When I got there, Gran informed me that Tim's friend had invited him over for the night and he was going straight from school. I called his mother to check that this was all right and she suggested that Tim stay for the weekend, so that Gran could have a break. I thanked her very much and knew that he would be safe there.
I told Gran that we would have the weekend to ourselves and asked her if she wanted to do anything in particular. She suggested that we go out for dinner somewhere while we had the chance. We could then have a couple of wines and take our time without having to worry about Tim getting tired.