Christopher honors Nude Day with a planned and hoped for naked, family celebration with his wife, Diana, his sister-in-law, Briana, his mother-in-law, Mary, and his grandmother-in-law, Agnes.
Continued from Chapter 02:
"Now tell me about my grandmother," said Diana. "How would you sexually seduce her?" Diana laughed. "With her being an even bigger prude than my sister, I imagine her being a tough nut to crack. I have no idea in what decade she had sex last," laughed Diana. "With my grandfather dying twenty-years ago, it must be at least twenty-years."
He smiled.
"That's easy. I dare say that she'd be easy to sexually seduce. Your grandmother is always so needy for hands on attention," he said with a laugh.
She looked at him as if he had insulted her grandmother.
"What do you mean my grandmother is needy for hands on attention, Christopher," asked Diana? "Are you calling my grandmother a whore?"
He laughed.
"No, not at all. I wasn't calling your grandmother a whore. She's always wanting me to rub her shoulders or give her a foot massage," he said making massaging motions with his hands. "I imagine taking her foot in my lap and massaging her foot while sneaking peeks of her naked pussy beneath her nightgown."
She looked at her husband with shock.
"Oh, my God, you are a pervert," she said laughing. "Knowing my grandmother, unless she's in the shower or sitting on the toilet, she's never without her panties. She probably wears her granny panties to bed," said Diana with a laugh.
He nodded his head in agreement of her assessment that he was a pervert.
"As if I was a perverted shoe salesman trying to get a glimpse of a woman's panties while massaging your grandmother's feet, I imagine stealthily lifting and spreading her legs wider to get a better look at her panty clad pussy. I imagined her foot resting against my erect cock and your grandmother's toes playing with and sexually teasing the head of my throbbing and pulsating prick through my pajama bottoms," said Christopher with a dirty laugh.
Diana continued stroking her husband.
"Good luck with my grandmother playing with your cock with her toes through your pajamas. She'd never do that," said Diana with a laugh. "Tell me more about you massaging my grandmother's shoulders and back," said Diana. "How would you sexually seduce her while doing that?"
He looked at his wife as if he was looking at his grandmother-in-law.
"I imagined her wearing a low-cut nightgown with straps," said Christopher. "I imagine lightly massaging her neck before massaging her shoulders. Then, while massaging her shoulders, I imagine stealthily removing her nightgown straps from her shoulders. Now, with her leaning forward and enjoying her massage, I imagine massaging her back while peering down the front of her open, nightgown top at what I could see of her naked breasts," he said.
She laughed.
"I seriously doubt that you could stealthily remove my grandmother's nightgown straps from her shoulders without her knowing," said Diana. "Tell me. What else would you do to seduce my grandmother other than giving her a massage?"
He smiled at his wife with confidence.
"Then, when she leans back with me standing behind her and massaging her shoulders, I imagine rubbing my erect prick against her neck through my pajama bottoms while continuing to massage her back and shoulders," he said. "Eventually, as if my naked cock was a vibrator, I imagine removing my cock from my pajama bottoms and rubbing my naked prick against your grandmother's neck," he said.
She laughed.
"Oh, Christopher. You're too funny," she said laughing. "As if she wouldn't notice you rubbing your naked cock against her neck," said Diana with another laugh. "Yet, don't stop there. Please continue telling me more about your sexual fantasy of the sexual seduction of my grandmother," said Diana. "What would you do with my grandmother next?"
He smiled as if he was imagining being sexually inappropriate with her grandmother.
"Ever so slowly, ever so stealthily, and ever so gently, I imagine moving my hands to the front of her to massage the tops of her abundant breasts. Gradually and slowly moving my hands lower, as soon as she relaxed and closed her eyes while enjoying my massage of the tops of her breasts, I imagine massaging her breasts and fingering her nipples through her nightgown," he said.
Diana laughed at her husband sexual fantasy.
"Trust me on this, Christopher. My grandmother would never allow you to massage her breasts through her nightgown while fingering her nipples. She'd be so embarrassed. She'd be appalled. Mortified and horrified, she'd be so angry with you if you dared tried to touch her in such a sexually salacious, sexually inappropriate, and sexually forbidden way," said Diana.
Not allowing his wife to ruin the sexual fantasy that he had of her grandmother, Christopher shrugged his indifference before continuing.
"In the way that I imagined having my wicked, sexual way with your mother's and your sister's big tits, I imagine having my wicked, sexual way with your grandmother's big tits, too. If she's anything like you and hopefully like your mother and sister, once I started fondling her breasts and fingering her nipples, she'd be putty in my hands," he said with a dirty laugh. "As soon as he turned her head to look at me, I'd fill her mouth with my erect prick. I imagine your grandmother sucking my cock."
Chapter 03:
Two years later, after giving birth to her daughter, Elizabeth, while her mother, Mary, was watching their baby, Diana went for a long drive with her husband, Christopher. She hasn't had a moment to herself since she had her baby. They needed some alone time together and a drive through the country was just what the doctor ordered. They drove north through northern Massachusetts to New Hampshire and before veering over to Maine.
"Christopher," said Diana looking from her husband to look at the scenic view of the woods. "Where are you taking me? We've been driving for hours. What is this place? Where are we going?" She laughed a melodious laugh. "We're deep in the woods. Are you lost again?"
He laughed.
"Don't worry. Relax and enjoy the ride. I know exactly where I'm going. I'm taking you to see something," he said.
She relaxed, sat back in her seat, and looked out the window at the scenery while enjoying the view.
"My God, it's so peacefully beautiful here. What is this place? Do you know the people who live here? Are they one of your clients?" She stared out the window and said as if talking to herself. "I wish we lived here," she said with a sigh. "I'd do anything to live life peacefully quiet in the country instead of living in the noisy, dirty, and crime infested city."
He looked at his wife and smiled.
"Anything? Hold that thought," he said with a dirty laugh. "Don't forget what you said that because I may hold you to that later, that you'd do anything to live life peacefully quiet in the country."
She stared over at him.
"Since you're holding me to what I said, allow me to qualify my remark. I'd do anything within reason to live in the country instead of the city," she said with a smirk. "I wouldn't kill someone or do something illegal to live in the country, but I'd do anything else, within reason," she said while continuing to look out the car window. "Where are we going? Where are you taking me? What did you want to show me? What did you want me to see?"
Christopher smiled at his wife and reached out to touch and squeeze her hand.
"Calm down," he said laughing. "It's a surprise. Trust me. You'll see. We're almost there. I didn't want to tell you about it until I showed you the property in person. What they say about a picture is worth a thousand words definitely pertains to this house," he said.
She looked at him with excitement.
"Are you taking me to see a house? Are we buying a summer home in Maine?"
He smiled and patted her hand.
"You'll see. You tell me," he said.
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Diana's jaw dropped as her husband drove through the gated entry and along the long driveway and up to the house. As if he was driving up to a stately manor in England, the house had a huge circular driveway that could easily fit three cars abreast with room enough to open their car doors on both sides. He parked the car in front of the house and they got out to gawk at the house.
"Oh, my God, Christopher. What is this place? Who lives here? Whose house is this? It's a mansion, a hidden gem, and a paradise away from everything and everybody," she said getting out of the car.
He smiled at her with pride as if he owned the place.
"It's beautiful, isn't it," he said looking up at the house?
Diana looked from the house to look at him.
"Honey, how did you find this house? It's magnificent. It's so beautiful. It's so private. It's so big," she said.
He surveyed the property as if he owned the property.
"The front overlooks the woods and the back overlooks the mountains and they have their own private lake," said Christopher.
