My mom decided to send me and my sister to my grandma's for a week while she went on a business trip. Even though I was 19, and my sister 18, perfectly capable of taking care of ourselves, mom thought it would be a good idea to get reacquainted with her. Mom said that her mother was lonely since grandpa died and it would be good for all of you. "Plus she might be able to teach you a few things."
I thought what in hell can granny teach me?
Reluctantly we both went, though Amanda seemed a little more eager to make the trip. "Aw come on Chuck, you know she lives near a river where you can fish."
"Hmm, I forgot about that. Maybe we can both catch a few."
"Maybe, but I may too busy," Mandy responded cryptically. What would keep her so busy at grandma's house?
Mom walked into her mother's house, greeted by a fairly intimate hug. Was it my imagination, or did both women squeeze each other's asses? They indulged in some small talk, but it wasn't long before mom said she had a flight to catch, and to take care of her kids. Again, I thought my imagination was active, but I could swear there seemed to be some hidden meaning in that request.
Granny lived in a large double-wide trailer with 3 bedrooms, giving both me and my sister our privacy.
The first night in the house, I heard talking after all the lights were out. I thought someone was watching TV with soft volume and nothing illuminating the living area except that coming from the television. After a while I heard nothing. I just started to drift off when I heard voices again. It sounded like Mandy saying "Shh, grandma, we'll wake Charlie up."
"Never you mind that, Mandy. We'll take care of him tomorrow night," was the next sentence I heard. Or at least so I thought.
Curiosity awakened me completely. I tiptoed to the room I thought I heard the voices, my sister's. The door was partially opened, allowing me to hear grandma and Mandy whispering. My sister was giggling. I got nosy. Both women were obviously awake, so I flipped on the light.
"Hey, turn that light off, silly. If you want to watch, use a flashlight. Goodness me." Startled, I turned the light off as quickly as I'd let it illuminate the room.
I couldn't tell who said that, but it sounded like Mandy. I went back to my bedroom and tried to go back to sleep. What in hell did I just see. And why was my dick getting hard? Maybe that damned imagination going wild again. I massaged my cock until it was fully erect and whacked off till I exploded. I fell asleep after cleaning up. When I awoke after 9 I figured I'd had a dream.
I had a morning erection, and I took full advantage of it, wrapping my hand around it and jacking off. I started thinking about my grandma with her still full breasts (yes I noticed. I am a man, after all. Granny is good-looking and keeps herself firm with very little unwanted body fat) and hips like firm handles.
I tapped on Mandy's door. Her hair was disheveled and she had no makeup on. I didn't care. My sister was beautiful with her blonde hair cascading over her smooth shoulders. "Yes?" she said, almost sounded annoyed, as though I'd interrupted something.
"I'm sorry if I woke you up."