Joan ran her hands over her soft plump breasts. Her right hand hovered over her left breast and she pinched her nipple between her thumb and forefinger. She kept hold of it and pinched herself quite hard, causing a small amount of pain which made her wince but also made her even more excited. Her left hand moved slowly over her stomach, through her thick bush of pubic hair and down to her cunt. She continued to gyrate her fingers around her nipple whilst at the same time slowly easing one finger into her pussy. She wasn't as wet as she wished she was, or had been many times in the past but now at the age of 60, it was only to be expected. She closed her eyes and continued her masturbation and whilst she did, the same face as always popped into her mind, that of her son in law. She added another finger to the one that was now thrusting in and out of her pussy and as she whispered his name, she felt herself get more moist, not really wet, like she wanted to be, but at least not as dry as she had been when she started. She imagined his cock thrusting in and out of her, imagined the weight of his body on top of her. She pictured his face contorting as he shot his cum into her.
God! how she wanted it so much.
She rolled over on the bed and grabbed the photo album she kept on the bedside cabinet. She flicked to the page with the photo of her daughter and her husband that she had taken at a family wedding last year. She covered her daughter's face with a piece of paper that she kept for the purpose and continued to finger fuck herself whilst looking at his face.
"Fuck me, Andrew, fuck me," she screamed.
She added another finger, but her arm was aching from all the thrusting and she knew that even though she really wanted to, she wasn't going to cum tonight.
She lay back exhausted, disappointed that she hadn't been able to bring herself off and also feeling guilty because of her lustful thoughts about her daughter's husband.
She had thought about buying herself a vibrator, but always lost courage when it came to going into the Adult store. She knew she could buy one online, but her only access to a PC was at her daughter's house and she was scared that they might be able to trace what web-sites she had been on, so she always chickened out then as well. So she relied on the old fashioned method, as she had for many years since being widowed, but as she got older, she found it more and more difficult to satisfy herself. What she really needed was the real thing and even though she fantasised about it virtually every night, she didn't think it would ever happen, unless she decided to be bold.
Twenty years earlier she could have had him when she wanted. All the time he was dating Allison, she knew he used to masturbate whilst using her panties. He would come over and at some point during the evening go and spend far too long in the bathroom. The next morning she always found that it was her panties that had evidence that he had been wanking himself off the night before. Part of her found it disgusting and she wanted to warn him off, but at the same time, she was flattered that a young man lusted after her, and secretly she enjoyed the fact that it was her he was fantasising about, so she never said anything. She knew then that if she made a move he would have sex with her, but at the time, her and her husband had a great relationship and a great sex life, and she had no intention of destroying that.
Now 5 years after her husband had died through cancer, she was desperate for a man's touch, but the little stains in her panties had ceased a good 5 years before that. Her daughter had given birth to her first grandchild just before after years of trying and it was obvious that Andrew didn't find the thought of fucking his son's grandmother very appealing anymore.
Joan switched off her light and drifted off to sleep, thinking about how she could entice her son in law into bed and wondering if she dared.
The next day was Sunday and Allison and Andrew turned up as usual with Tom, her grandson. They ate lunch together then went out for a walk before returning to hers for Coffee before they went home. During the afternoon, she found herself looking at him more and more and felt herself getting wet between her legs. Her mind whirled and she just wanted to rip off her knickers and rub them against his face and tell him to go and have a wank in them today. She knew she wouldn't but she did feel herself become much bolder with him and as they left she decided to act. She hugged her grandson, then her daughter and as they started to leave, she grabbed him for a hug, something they rarely did. He responded, wrapping his arms around her, and as he did, she pushed herself against him and grabbed his arse with her right hand, squeezing it gently. As they released, the look on his face was a picture. He wasn't horrified as she expected or even surprised, in fact he was beaming. His eyes were alight and his smile was broad. Allison and Tom were already well down the path, but he hung back and reached for her again, he then leaned down and kissed her on the cheek but just a bit too long for it to be a normal Goodbye kiss.
When they had finally gone, Joan didn't know what to do with herself. Her belly was all a flutter and she felt as excited as she had on her first date with her late husband, nearly 40 years ago.
Once again that night she lay in bed and masturbated and this time she had a wonderful orgasm.
It was just after 10 on the Monday morning, when the knock on the door came. She opened it and there he was standing on her doorstep.
"Tom left something behind yesterday, a game for his PSP, can I come in and look for it?"
"Of course, where did he lose it?"
"Don't know, I'll just have a quick look."
Andrew went into the lounge and started looking around. She watched him thinking about yesterday and then she said, "Sorry about yesterday, squeezing your bum like that, I don't know what came over me."
He turned to face her and she noticed that the bulge in the front of his trousers was just a bit too big not to be an erection.
"I quite enjoyed it Joan actually, so no need to apologise."
God he was hard, she could see it, he was hard for her, she knew it and she couldn't stop looking at it.
He knew what she was looking at, she could tell and when he said, "Do you want to see it?" she couldn't quite take in what he had said.
"See it?"
"My cock"
"Andrew, I erm, I don't know, I mean it's not right, it's a...."
She stopped herself, she was trying to convince him not to, when everything within her was screaming yes I want to see it and touch it and kiss it and suck it and feel it inside me.
He unzipped himself and pulled his hard cock out. Joan fell back into the chair behind her, overcome by the sight of his wonderful hard penis.
"I've wanked over you for years Joan, I'd love to do it in front of you."
She just nodded and watched as he took off all his clothes and stood in front of her completely naked. He ran his right hand up and down the shaft of his cock, every now and then gently massaging his bell end and rubbing his pre-cum into himself. Joan was so excited her breathing was almost a gasp as she watched her wonderful son in law play with himself whilst whispering her name.
