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"I can only explain it to you. I can't understand it for you."
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~~~ Prologue ~~~
Grandma had called the house the week before - and left a message saying that she missed seeing my sister and me - and wanted us to come for a visit. Since it was summer - and neither Ellie nor I were taking classes (I'd just finished my Associate's at the local community college and Ellie had just graduated from high school) - Grandma asked if we could spend the week.
I really would have rather gone out with a couple friends - or (more likely) sat in my room and played video games with them online - but mom had insinuated that her mother-in-law rarely asked for anything from us and there really was not a good excuse to deny her request.
Ellie and I had each packed a small suitcase, climbed into my rusty Volkswagen Cabrio, and left Ashville in the morning - giving us plenty of daylight to make the 4-hour trip to Lawton and still be able to call roadside assistance if my poor car didn't make it all of the way there on its own.
Traffic on the interstate was light because it was Sunday - and construction work was on hold for the weekend - so it really wasn't a bad trip. Vera the Volkswagen made the trek without too much outside interference (not counting the prayer that I offered up before pulling out of mom and dad's driveway).
We had arrived midway through the afternoon, tossed our bags into the rooms we usually occupied when we stayed here - and went to help Grandma weed her flowerbeds. After an hour of that, we'd washed up and helped her fix dinner. The fare was simple but it always tasted better at Grandma's house. Some of that might have been because we'd help make it.
~~~ Proposals ~~~
As we finished our food, Grandma Denny looked back and forth between Ellie and me. Her eyes settled on my younger sibling.
"How's that boyfriend of yours?" Grandma asked my sister.
"We're seeing other people," Ellie told her, matter-of-factly.
"Pre-graduation agreement - or is he fucking somebody else?"
"Grandma!" Ellie gasped.
"He's fucking somebody else, then," Grandma surmised.
Ellie covered her eyes with her hands and refused to answer.
I was still completely caught off-guard by the fact that my father's mother was cussing. I didn't notice her laser-like eyes turning in my direction until she'd already achieve target-lock.
"How about you?" Grandma asked. "Keeping that dick of yours wet - or you studying to be a priest?"
"I'm between girlfriends, Grandma," I replied.
I really wanted to hide my eyes as well but decided that I'd hold Grandma's attention and let Ellie take shelter in my shadow.
"After your grandfather died, I talked your father into fucking me for a while," my grandmother announced - as if she were telling us the current temperature.
My brain absolutely froze.
"I had to employ a little more liquor than I would have liked that first time - but it got easier after that," she added.
Grandma Denny didn't jest, joke, or kid around. She occasionally hinted or suggested - but you could trust anything the woman told you.
I tried to process everything that she'd just unloaded into the middle of the dinner table.
"He stopped giving in to me a year or two before you were born," she told me. "Your mother has never mentioned it - so I don't know if he told her or not. I'm honestly surprised he still agreed to my requests after they were married - but he stopped visiting me not long after that."
I looked at my sister. She was staring at Grandma as well.
Her hand had moved from covering her eyes to covering her mouth - which was open a little - like she was thinking about cursing - which had certainly crossed my mind as well - except that we weren't allowed to curse at Grandma's.
"I have a proposal," Grandma Denny said, looking back and forth between the two of us. "You'll think it's crass and wrong and maybe even gross but I'd like you two to seriously consider it. As long as you do that, I'll never bug you about it again if you decide that the answer is 'no'. Can you do that?"
Ellie's hand dropped to her lap and she nodded. Grandma turned to me.
"Sure," I sighed.
She grinned and said, "Your father used to say 'sure' when he was really not. He used it to mean 'sure, I'll do it' - or 'sure, I'll listen'."
"I'll listen to your proposal, seriously consider it, and give you my answer," I told her.
"That's all I ask," she said. "Well... and that you consider it for at least 72 hours."
"Three days?" I asked.
She nodded.
I amended my previous statement and said, "I'll listen to your proposal, seriously consider it for at least 72 hours, and then give you my answer."
She turned back to Ellie.
"I agree," she said quickly, obviously somewhat anxious to hear the proposal.
Grandma looked back and forth between the two of us - to make sure we were listening.
"I want you to go to college (or trade school or whatever)," she said, focusing on Ellie for a moment, "here in town and move in with me. I want Derek to take care of our needs - mine and Ellie's - our need for sex and for someone just to hold us. In exchange, you two get a place to stay and food to eat while you're going to school. I can finally retire my dildo, Ellie won't need to worry about looking for a boyfriend, and Derek gets his dick wet as often as he wants - without having to take some floozy to dinner and a movie."
"We don't go to movies anymore, Grandma," Ellie told her, "we just 'Netflix and chill'."
"Sex on the couch?" Grandma asked, grinning slyly.
Ellie grinned back and nodded. My sister laughed out loud when Grandma looked at me and twerked her eyebrows up and down twice.
"Come join me in the hot tub," Grandma said to me - or rather - ordered. "I'll give you a look at what I'm offering and finally get a chance to see if your dick is as big as your father's - oh - and I can give my cute little granddaughter a few lusty looks as well."
"How long have you had a hot tub?" Ellie asked her.
"Since about the time I decided to see if you two would be interested in fucking around," Grandma replied.
We cleared away the dishes and put up the leftovers. I caught my sister glancing at my groin. She caught me checking out her tits and her ass.
Neither of us had brought swimsuits and Grandma had insinuated that we'd be naked - so I was a little curious to see what my little sister looked like when she was out of her clothes. At home, she was very careful to not even let me see her in her bra and panties. I'd only ever seen her in a bikini once or twice - at least since she started high school.
Grandma led us to the bathroom and grabbed towels from the linen closet. There was now a doorway in the east wall of the bathroom that hadn't been there before. It led to a kind of a sunroom - but the glass walls were made to only permit sunlight to pass - not to allow anyone to see through them.
I gaped a little as Grandma set the towels on a patio chair and began stripping off her clothes. She removed her blouse and her skirt. Her bra was pink - and lacy - and she wasn't wearing panties. Her coochie was nicely trimmed. Her dark brown landing strip had a touch of gray - just like the hair on her head. Grandma Denny had always been fit and active - and her naked body - honestly - was way hotter than I had been expecting. Her C-cup breasts, of course, no longer defied gravity - but they also didn't sag down to her belly button. I felt my cock hardening.
She gazed at me with those golden eyes of hers - and then she glanced at my younger sibling.
"Ellie?" she asked.
My sister glanced from Grandma to me and then seemed to center herself and began stripping. I found myself powerless to move. My eyes still played over Grandma's toned body - but I was focusing on the revelation that was coming.
Ellie peeled her T-shirt off, over her head, to reveal a pink lacy bra that wasn't that dissimilar to the one that Grandma had been wearing. I found that to be more than a little funny. Her shorts went next. My sister WAS wearing panties - sexy, hot, pink boy-shorts. All thoughts about my sister's tits evaporated. I didn't have to look at my groin to know that my prick was nearly standing at attention. It didn't help that my sister looked directly at my tented shorts for longer than any sister should. Her crystal blue eyes rose to look into mine and she bit her lip and hooked her hands behind her back to unclasp her bra. She shrugged the straps off and - with a little wiggle of encouragement - the brassiere fell free.
"Fuck..." I heard myself moan.
"Beautiful," Grandma agreed.
Ellie gave us each a nervous grin and dropped her bra onto her pile of clothes.
My sister looked into my eyes for a moment and then slammed them shut. Her blonde textured pixie-cut was cute but - when topped with those firm B-cup breasts - she was hot. She hooked her fingers into the waistband of her skin-tight shorts and spread her legs slightly. There was a cute little camel-toe there - which disappeared when she peeled the Spandex cloth from her body and dragged it down her thighs - which were gorgeous - and then down her shapely legs - and then her ankles and feet. She tossed the hot pink shorts on top of her bra and stood up. She looked into my eyes and brought her hands together behind her back - resting them on her ass - presenting her whole body - in its jaw-dropping perfection - for my appreciation. Her pussy was shaved bare.
"You're gorgeous, Ellie," Grandma sighed.
Ellie's eyes acknowledged our grandmother's compliment and then she was looking at me again, waiting.
What can a brother say about his sister's naked body?
If your sister is ugly, you couldn't tell her so - because you'd hurt her feelings - but that definitely wasn't a problem here.
"I'm really not sure I've ever seen another woman as beautiful as you," I told her.
"Woman?" she asked, worrying that damned lip again.
"That is NOT the body of a little girl," I said, matter-of-factly.
She gave me a smile that included just the barest hint of those little dimples of hers.
"Alright, missy," Grandma called. "I'm getting chilled. You and I can climb in - and we'll watch while your brother strips for us."
I'm not overly embarrassed to admit that I stared at their two naked bodies - as they stepped into the water - just to get a peek inside of their tight little slits. My sister's looked nearly untouched - and Grandma's looked pretty pristine as well. I'd seen a few grannie-porn pictures during my time online - but Grandma Denny's cunt was way prettier than any of the ones that had crossed my monitor.
Once Ellie was settled, Grandma scooted over beside her and leaned into her a bit. My sister wrapped an arm around Grandma's shoulders and kissed her cheek.
"Alright, handsome," Grandma said. "We're ready for the show."
"Grandma...," I complained.
