Today is my seventieth birthday. I don't feel old. I have had a good life. I became a doctor and in my first year after graduating I had an affair with my Professor at the Hospital, I was working at. John, the Professor was twenty-four years older than me. I became pregnant and he did the honourable thing and married me. He had never been married and was totally in love with me. I had Dot, my daughter at twenty-five, this was a wonderful moment in both John's and my life's.
Dot had a beautiful childhood, we were wealthy enough to take many holidays and we both spent lots of quality time with her. John was a Professor of Urology and had designed many medical instruments for Urology. At the time I didn't realise how much he had made, it was only after he died three years ago that I found out that he was a multi-millionaire.
When I was thirty-five, John had a stroke that paralysed his left arm. He was fortunate that he was right-handed and could still operate. He became depressed and lost all interest in sex. This was not good for me as I have always had a very active libido. Dot was now at High School, her results were excellent, she was a brilliant young woman. I devoted all my time to her as she went through puberty and her body changes. This distracted me from my lack of sexual activity.
Dot, at seventeen and a half, was accepted for University to study Medicine. John and I were so happy as John had opened his own Clinic and it was an outstanding success. I was now working more in the Clinic, and John was working less. Throughout my life, I had kept myself in good condition. I was tall and was fortunate to have a voluptuous body, John had loved my massive tits and my meaty cunt.
Dot had a similar body to mine. She was an excellent daughter and never gave us any stress or worry as she grew up. She sailed through University. She wanted to be a Urologist too, and John arranged for her to train with a Professor that he knew. She was now twenty-three, and I was forty-eight, John and I were both so proud of what she had achieved.
The next two years flew by. Dot had a flat close to the hospital where she was working but would come home for a couple of nights every week. I got very close to her during this time. She wasn't dating anyone seriously at this time. She came home one night, and after dinner when John had gone to his bedroom, she said, "Mum, I am pregnant, I planned it this way. The professor banged me up. He is a brilliant man, and he is married. He doesn't know that I am pregnant and I don't intend to tell him. I want to be a single mum, will you and dad help me financially?"
I took her in my arms and hugged her. I spent the next two hours telling her that she was doing the right thing and I would help her in every way. I told her about the age difference between her father and me and the frustrations that this caused. I advised her to come back home and start to work in the Clinic. I suggested that I would tell her father that you are pregnant but you didn't love the father and you wanted to be a single parent.
She did as I had suggested and moved back in with us. Seven months later Jack was born. Then the focus of my life went on Jack. His first day at school was a wonderful memory. He went to High School and the time literally flew past. He had terrific grades at school, and he was excellent at sports. He was a natural leader. Throughout his school years, he was always the Captain of the year's Rugby team. He had now just finished his third year at University, and for the last two years, he had been Captain of the First Fifteen University Rugby team.
He was a stunning young man with piercing blue eyes. Jack was an extremely good looking young man. His body was tall and muscular. He had a wonderful personality which was developed well beyond his years. In the last two years, I would go and spectate at every rugby match he played in. I had done this since he had started playing rugby, but now I was fantasising and thinking of Jack. My sexual satisfaction was always self-pleasure, I had many creative thoughts of Jack as I masturbated. Many times I had noticed him looking at my massive tits, I was guilty of teasing him as I would wear risqué outfits when I knew that he would be around. It was now at the stage when I saw him my cunt was wet.
I had been invited out for dinner by Dot and Jack, the table was booked for six as Dot had a plane to catch at nine-thirty as she had to attend a two-day Medical Conference, Jack would stay with me for the two days. They were to meet at six at the Italian restaurant which was a two-minute walk from each of their apartments. I had a hair appointment at two, and I had an inspiring outfit that I would wear tonight. I got back to my apartment just before five, my hair was perfect, I had a quick body shower then dressed. I arrived at the restaurant at five-fifty and Dot, and Jack were already there. They had a bottle of Champagne on the table which a waiter opened for them. Dot and Jack then hugged and kissed me. Then Dot said, "Mum, Jack and I have clubbed together as it's challenging to give a woman who has everything a present. We know that you love the new boutique, so we have bought you a voucher."
She handed me a voucher for one thousand pounds, and I was so happy. I hugged and kissed them again, I was enjoying cuddling Jack as his body felt so tight. I thanked them again then our order was taken. It was a wonderful meal, and the conversation was exciting and amusing. Dot's taxi arrived at eight-fifteen, Jack then carried her overnight bag to the taxi, he had his overnight bag which he had left on a chair at the table.
Dot hugged and kissed me then left. When Jack came back, I said, "Jack, I have Champagne in the apartment so we can go back and enjoy it."
Dot had settled the bill, so they left when they emptied their glasses. Jack's blue eyes were fixed on my tits. We walked home and I opened the door as Jack took his bag to his room and I got the Champagne from the fridge. We went and sat on the sofa sipping our Champagne, I felt drawn to him, my cunt was so wet. I moved closer to Jack kissing him tenderly on the lips. I then realised what was happening and pulled away from him and said, "I'm so sorry Jack, that was so wrong of me to do that, please forgive me?"
Paul moved towards me and said, "Gran, don't be sorry, I've dreamed and fantasised about doing this with you."
He then took in his arms, he kissed me tenderly with affection. I didn't push him away or try to stop him in any way. I pulled him closer to me as my tongue explored his mouth. Feeling his firm body against me was so arousing. As we kissed, I felt his hand slide up my thigh, I felt his fingers touch my wet smooth cunt. I spread my legs open to give him better access.
