The Seduction of Nana
It was just after Christmas when Crystal gathered the kids together, eighteen year old Bradley, nine year old Sophia, and four year old Billy to make an announcement. "Sometime in early January your Nana Jennie is going to be staying with us for a bit."
"Why?" the ever curious Sophia immediately asked.
Crystal responded with a half-truth. "She just needs a break from your Grandpa Edward. Sort of like when I separate you and Billy when you two are not getting along."
Just before she was to move in, Crystal pulled Bradley off to the side one day. "Listen Bradley, I need to explain a couple things to you and ask for your help once your grandmother moves in here."
"Sure, Mom," Bradley replied.
"I want you to try and be extra sweet to your nana. Between me and you, and please don't you dare tell Sophie and Billy this, her break from Grandpa Edward is going to be permanent this time. Now your grandfather was never abusive to her, not physically anyways, but he was abusive in an emotional sense having convinced your nana she would never be good enough for anyone but him. He was always harping on her looks, how she needed to lose weight, how she was not particularly attractive, how she didn't have an appealing figure and so on."
"That is horseshit. Nana has always been pretty... at least to me."
"Yeah, well, if you can fit it in somehow you might wanna tell her that because her self-esteem is really low right now so might wanna take the time to remind her she is still an attractive woman. Can you do that for me and make it sound sincere? Coming from a handsome young man such as yourself it would mean a lot. Oh and would you mind giving up your room for a bit and sleeping downstairs in the sofa... at least until your Nana Jen gets a place of her own?"
"I can do that," Bradley wryly stated, "even without your false praise about me being so handsome."
"False praise, nonsense son, you are handsome, and honestly for every time I say you are handsome, your grandmother will say it ten times. Don't tell her I spilled her secret, but she thinks you are an absolute doll."
"Really," Bradley replied while starting to blush.
A week later, Jennie was all moved in to the joy of all three of the kids.
Things were good at first. The kids hadn't spent much time with Jennie over the last few years after her and Edward moved out of state. But now, after a couple months, things were settling into a dull routine.
Bradley, in particular, was becoming a bit disillusioned about how things were turning out. Between taking a full load of classes at the local college, and working his part time job at the car wash, he barely had time to see his Nana Jen.
When Bradley did happen to have a free moment or two, Billy and Sophia were always underfoot demanding her attention.
As winter turned to spring, Bradley was getting more than a little frustrated, and it was beginning to show in his dealings with his whole family, but with his nana in particular.
A major part of his frustration stemmed from his now secret attraction to his grandmother. Simply put, his Nana Jen, at the age of fifty one, looked pretty darn good. She was in much better shape than the last time he saw her over the Christmas holidays roughly two years and a half years ago.
She appeared to have lost quite a bit of weight since then, and also was sporting a new stylish and shorter haircut.
Normally, Bradley did not care for women with short hair, but his nana, with her light brown hair combed short and neat over to one side, showing nary a gray hair, made it work. He also found her newly bronzed complexion to be both healthy looking and appealing.
But it wasn't just the new haircut, weight loss, and pretty tan which impressed him. The lines on her face seemed less pronounced, her smile a bit brighter, and maybe, most noticeable of all, her attitude seemed much more relaxed and carefree now that she was free of his grandfather.
This showed in the way she dressed: tighter jeans, tighter sweaters and tee shirts, along with maybe a few more buttons left undone on her blouses, all of which conspired to make Jennie abundantly attractive to her young grandson.
While it might have been shameful to admit, the truth was undeniable: whenever they were in the same room together, Bradley seemed to be having a rather difficult time tearing his eyes off his nana's chest. For whatever reason her tits seemed both bigger and fuller than before--much to his inner delight.
The truth was Jennie, along with her stylish new hair cut had gotten both some Botox done and had a breast lift performed on her already nicely sized 36 D breasts so it wasn't just her young grandson's overactive imagination that was picturing his nana's tits as being both nicer and bigger.
Despite his secret attraction to his nana, by April things were at a low point. When Jennie actually found the time to talk to Bradley, he tended to be purposefully brusque with her with the hope she would take notice and ask him what was wrong. When, for whatever reason, she didn't do this, he started to outright ignore her.
Jennie's initial reaction to being ignored by her oldest grandchild was one of apathy. She thought Bradley was being selfish in not realizing how his mom was putting in a lot of overtime at her job, and needed her help in caring for the younger children. In her mind she wasn't ignoring Bradley; she simply didn't really have time for him.
It was a "business as usual" Friday morning with Crystal hurrying through breakfast before heading off to work. Jennie too was up, as usual, to prepare breakfast for Sophia before seeing her off to school.
After she got breakfast laid out, Jennie clad in a pair of gym shorts and tee shirt, stuck her nose outside. The weather was unseasonably cold and windy on this mid spring morning. Deciding it was too cold for the shorts and the tee shirt she was wearing, especially since she planned on walking with Sophia down the street to her bus stop, Jennie hurried back upstairs to throw on a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt.
After stopping at the kid's room to wake Sophie up, she disappeared into her daughter's room to change. Although she was staying in Bradley's room, she was keeping the majority of her clothes in Crystal's large walk in closet, instead of his small cramped closet.
Bradley was just getting out of the shower, he had an early morning class today, when his nana entered Crystal's room to change. After crossing over to the sink to brush his teeth, he opened the medicine cabinet. "Damn," he exclaimed after seeing there was no toothpaste.
Wrapping a towel around his waist to cover his naked body, he exited the bathroom, clutching his toothbrush as he shuffled down the hallway to his mom's room. He would have to use his mom's toothpaste until he could stop and buy some of his own.
Once inside the bedroom, Jennie headed to Crystal's walk-in closet where she stripped off both her shorts and tee shirt. After slipping on a pair of jeans, she left the closet, heading across the room to Crystal's dresser where she was keeping her sweaters.
Now, in a case of fortuitous timing, Bradley walked into his mom's room just as Jennie was crossing the room half dressed.
She let out a little yelp before snapping at him, "Jesus, Bradley you scared me! Don't you knock?"
He stood there for a moment, appraising his Nana Jenn and liking the merchandise on display. The bra was a dark navy blue, his favorite color it so happened, and was adorned with a pretty white leaf pattern.
"I'm sorry... I... I thought you were downstairs making breakfast for Sophia, as usual. I didn't expect you to be in mom's room."
"Well apparently I'm not downstairs," she barked her embarrassment growing at her eighteen year old grandson catching her half undressed.
Although embarrassed, she wasn't quite mortified enough to keep her eyes from floating over her grandson's well defined bare chest while thinking, the thought came unbidden catching her off guard, how nice it might be to rest her head on it while he stroked her hair.
Then her eyes slipped down, only momentarily, but still it was enough to spy what could be the beginnings of a rather well defined boner down there under his towel.
The fact he might be sporting a boner, because of her, was a real boost to her self- confidence, but it was quickly offset by the shame she felt for noticing him "down there" in the first place.
"S-sorry," Bradley stammered trying to control his excitement over catching his Nana in her delicious looking bra. Turning, he beat a hasty retreat toward the door. He was just turning the knob when his grandma called out.
Jennie, after quickly getting over the embarrassment of her grandson catching her without a shirt on, made an impulsive decision. She sensed Bradley was already upset with her for not really spending any time with him, so now how much more would he be upset after she snapped at him for what was nothing more than a simple accident. She couldn't let him go like this, leaving this little incident to fester in his mind.
"Bradley, sweetie, wait." Her voice was no longer angry, but instead it was soft and apologetic causing him to hesitate, if only for a moment.
As she crossed the room to him, she planned on making a quick detour over to the dresser throw on one of her sweaters, but he was already opening the door. She simply did not have time to throw on a sweater-- or that is what she told herself later on anyways.
Veering away from the dresser, she reached the door just as he was stepping out of the room. "Bradley... I said wait, can you turn around and look at me."
Turning around, Bradley was both shocked, and secretly delighted, to see she was still half undressed.
Determining this was the moment to make things right between them, Jennie boldly grabbed her grandson's hand, dragging him back into the bedroom.
"Look," she said, "I am the one who should be sorry for snapping at you." Reaching past him she pulled the door shut. "I see you have your toothbrush so I am guessing you were coming in here to brush your teeth. I guess you are all out of toothpaste in your bathroom."
"Y-yes," Bradley stammered. While he may have been knocked sideways seeing his nana shirtless, it didn't keep his eyes from flickering down to her chest.
Jesus she has some nice tits, Bradley thought to himself while trying to control the growing erection under his towel.
Jennie took him by the hand, leading him deeper into the bedroom and toward Crystal's bathroom. "Let me guess. That bratty little sister of yours. She probably used all your toothpaste up."
"Yeah," he mumbled.
"Well I'm sure your mom won't mind you using her toothpaste until you can get some more."
Bradley entered the bathroom, and was about to shut the door, when his nana told him, "Look honey, can you please take a minute to talk to me when you are done brushing your teeth?"
"Nana, I have to get to class."
"I know but this shouldn't take long. Please, it's important."
"OK," he said before shutting the door.
"Good, I will wait for you over on the bed."
