This story is purely fictional
I recently had an affair with my grandmother. She lived in a distant city and was visiting my family for about a week when it happened. It was nice to see her again and listen while she told stories about the family during the years I was growing up. Grandfather had died a few years earlier so Mom and Dad often invited her to visit us and stay a few days.
During this particular visit, Mom and Dad had to attend a special social obligation one evening. Mom asked me to stay with grandmother that evening to keep her company. I agreed, but I preferred hanging out with my college friends.
I was in my room working on the computer during the early part of the evening. Guess I wasn't very good company for grandmother, but I didn't really mean to ignore her. I decided I should go in the living room to be a little social.
I greeted her, "Hi Granny. What are you watching on TV?"
"Not much of anything. It's rather boring tonight. What have you been doing?"
"I was doing some of my school work on the computer. Can I get anything for you?"
"Yes, I feel kinda lonely tonight and miss your grandfather. I would like a drink I think your dad keeps some booze in the house, so if you can find it, I would like a good stiff drink."
That rather surprised me that she wanted a drink. I said in an apologetic voice, "Sorry I haven't been much company for you tonight, but let me get some drinks right away. Then I'll sit down with you to have a good visit."
As I walked out of the room, she started flipping the TV channels. It was evident she was bored.
I made the drinks and walked back into the room. She said, "Thanks," as I handed the glass to her. She was sitting on the couch facing the TV, so it was appropriate for me to sit beside her to watch.
She turned off the TV for us to talk. I noticed she was wearing a robe which had parted over her legs. Her shapely legs were exposed all the way up to the hem of her nighty which barely covered her crotch. I had seen her wear mini dresses in the past years and knew she had a nice pair of legs for an old gal. Now with her long shapely legs showing, she looked rather sexy.
She consumed her drink rather fast and handed the empty glass to me. "That was good, how about another one?"
I disappeared again into the kitchen and couldn't decide how strong to make the drinks. I didn't want to get her drunk, but I remembered she did want a strong drink in the beginning. She seemed a little depressed this night so I decided to make fresh drinks with a good quantity of booze.
When I was again sitting on the couch with her and sipping our drinks, I was beginning to feel a little tipsy. I knew she must be feeling the same way, too. She started talking about grandfather and how wonderful their life was together. I let her talk while I listened. She made some comments about their sex life was very good and satisfying.
She glanced at me to ask, "Are you going steady with a girl?"
"No one special at this time," I quickly responded.
"Too bad you aren't getting any loving. Hey! My drink is empty. How about another one," she loudly exclaimed.
"OK, I'll get it right now," I said as I jumped up, took the glass from her outstretched hand and went in the kitchen.
As I walked into the kitchen, I realized I was feeling a little drunk. What should I do? Make more strong drinks or some light ones. I decided we might as well get drunk together. . I made the next drink similar to the others and went back into the living room.
Then I saw her standing up waiting for me. She said, "I want to dance."
I quickly set the glasses down, grabbed hold of her and started prancing around the room even though there was no music. She laughed and said, "This is great, no music, but I'm having fun."
I knew she was drunk as we sort of tumbled back onto the couch. I handed a drink to her as I picked up mine.
We made some jokes about the dancing we just did as we sipped our drinks.
I mentioned, "I think we're getting drunk."
"Good," she mumbled and then laughed. "I'm having fun tonight."
She continued to reminisce, "Did I tell you that your grandfather and I had sex in every room in our house?"
That surprised me and I didn't know what to say so I just kept quiet.
"Yes, we did it in the front room, in the kitchen, in the bathtub, out in the garage with the garage door open one time. What do you think about that?" she proudly exclaimed.