My bastard of a Father died when he fell off a roof and landed head first on a granite driveway. Nobody is known to have mourned his passing, not even the granite driveway. I was the sole beneficiary of his Will and inherited his entire estate. At very nearly twenty years of age I was very well off and I mentally thanked him but he was still an absolute bastard.
For the full details of my life before that happy event please read Chapters 1-14 of this series.
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I drove to Gran's for 9:30 the following day. She was waiting at the door for me dressed as I would never have expected. Every inch the successful captain of industry, not fancy. A crisp white shirt with loose tie under a pale blue, wide shouldered long jacket. A matching pencil skirt the hem of which was clearly terrified of getting too close to Gran's knees, and heels. Did Grandmothers wear high heels? Molly had and her legs had looked fabulous. So did Grans. Whereas Molly had worn stockings, Gran didn't nor tights. Bare legs and if her comments of the previous day were to be believed, she wasn't wearing panties either. The long jacket was long enough and fitted well enough to disguise the lack of all undergarments. Gran looked drop dead gorgeous. Suitable wear to visit a Solicitor's office? ... Certainly or any large company's board room.
"Shall I do?" she asked coquettishly as she turned slowly for my inspection.
"Absolutely! You look like the big boss and dead sexy at the same time. Err, have we got lots of stairs to climb by any chance?" I sniggered.
"Naughty boy! Yes lots but even if you look up my skirt you still won't be able to see my panties."
"Goody! But on a serious note Gran. I don't own a posh suit. Are my jacket and trousers going to be alright?"
"Jeans and a jumper and nobody would think any the less of you! Course you'll be alright. Think you can drive that?" she pointed to the soft-top Jaguar XJS - V12 I'd parked about four feet from.
"I'll be honest Gran, I've driven Janet's old Escort estate and the company people carrier," I indicated my own wheels, "I wouldn't feel comfortable driving that without a bit of practice first."
"And how would you propose to get a bit of practice first, if you don't drive it?" she laughed, "it's not difficult, even I can drive it."
"Tell you what, why don't you drive it there so you can show me how it works then I'll try and drive it back? I'd hate to scratch it."
"OK, sounds sensible. Hold on while I get my driving pumps. We'll take the scenic route."
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I held the drivers door open for Gran. I was so pleased Janet had brought me up proper like. She hoisted her skirt up high and sat on the seat, adjusted her skirt to sit even higher on her shapely thighs and swung her left foot over the door sill. She grinned up at me delightedly. I grinned back. She was absolutely correct, I wouldn't have seen her panties had I looked up her skirt while we climbed the stairs. She swung her right foot over the sill. Gran didn't adjust her hem. I closed the door and scooted around to the passenger door and lowered myself in. A perfect view of the entire length of Gran's wonderful legs greeted me and not a pantie in sight.
"Now just remember Ryan, you're my Grandson, I'm your Grandmother. Nobody needs to know that we spent the best part of yesterday afternoon and evening fucking each other's brains out, OK?"
"Only the best part of the afternoon and evening, Gran? I think it was the best part of the entire day, if not the entire week." I sniggered filthily.
"Better than being told that you were a millionaire, a good few times over?"
"Ooh yeah definitely! As I recall we were naked at the time and had just had a damn good fuck."
"Yes, we had, hadn't we."
Gran drove us to the offices of RJ & Son Holdings.
"Robin John, he hated the Robin. You are the Son. You are Ryan James, all you need now is a Son," she informed me with a dirty grin.
Bob, the guy on the Reception desk addressed Gran as 'Pat' and myself as Mr. Jenkins and welcomed me to the Company. I followed Gran up three flights of stairs to her office, to be shared until she sorted out a suitable office for me.
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The long and the short of it was that money had been gifted to me over a period of years for tax reasons. It amounted to a very large sum, including interest. Cash, in the bank and very little tax to be paid. This together with my Father's entire estate, half of a very successful family business. Gran owned the other half. My Father and Grandfather had been the practical side and my Father's Mother and Sister had been the brains behind. The Big Cat was my Father's leased company car. It was now my leased company car unless I didn't want it. As if?
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I gingerly drove us both back to hers, the long, scenic route. I started out very cautiously but with Gran's guidance I soon relaxed enough and parked tidily about 4 feet from mine when we got back. As soon as I relaxed from the stress of driving the big Cat the shock of my new situation hit me like an express train. Gran saw the look on my face and smiled knowingly.
"Relax Ryan, nothing's really changed. You're still you, you've still got your family. You've still got your women to fuck. You've just got a few extra bob in your pocket and a house of your own where can enjoy your women, that's all," she chuckled.
I looked at her as if she'd gone stark staring mad. She winked and blew me a silly, wet kiss and I roared with laughter! She was correct, of course and my family would keep my feet firmly on the ground. It might be deep piled luxury carpet but my feet would still be firmly on it. Silly bugger!
"What did you tell Janet and Chrissie when you got home last night?" Gran asked bringing me back to the present.
"Just that my Father had died and I'd inherited his estate. That I'd know more about it today."
"Did you tell them that you'd fucked your Grandmother?" she giggled.
"Didn't need to tell them that, Gran," I told her, making her laugh.
Clambering out of the driver's seat I walked around and opened Gran's door. The hem of her skirt was up around her waist. It had been almost demurely above her knees while I was driving! She didn't want to distract me. She grinned up at me, swung her left leg over the sill and placed her heeled foot delicately on the gravel. Her wet cunt winked at me invitingly. She swung the other leg outboard and I helped her to her feet. She didn't adjust her skirt. I followed her perfect legs and deliciously bare arse to the front door.
Gran led me straight into the study, walked up to the desk and bent over.
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