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I moved back to the house I grew up to take care of Grandma, who suffered a stroke at 70 that basically paralyzed her right side.
In the first chapter, a movie night for old time sake turned into a dream, a sensual exploration of our senses. We fell in love with each other in a whole new way. , THE FOLLOWING WEEKS
We worked out her ‘exercise’ schedule every night after dinner. After starting a romantic movie, I firmly massaged her right side from head to toe to get her circulation going. When the movie got us into the mood, we kissed passionately while the massage continued. I then sat behind her as my hands moved to her left arm and back from her shoulders down to her big round firm buns. She liked my kisses behind her ears and I loved her aroma. Eventually I unhooked her bra and massaged her right breast and nipple. She turned her head around and we resumed our passionately kissing as long as she wanted.
She would signal me when ready. I suspected sometimes she felt my rock poking at the crack between her bun, urging her. She would take my throbbing manhood in her mouth after I moved to stand in front of her. Now I perfected my skills on her left breast and nipple without ignoring her right side. After her first orgasm she usually preferred to see my cum sprayed on her breasts. I often stay hard and pressed her melons together, sliding my rod between them, using my cum as lubricant. Each time my big purple glans emerged, she skillfully licked or flicked with her tongue, sending shock waves up and down my spine. Then she would slowly lift one of her huge tits and licked her big hard nipple clean and then the other, sensually watching my reaction all the time. I of course wasted no time in massaging my cum onto her breasts and nipples, giving her more moans and pants towards another climax. Some days she would take me in her mouth and treat me to another earth shattering explosion. If she sensed I was tired from the long work day, she asked me to just cuddle but held my manhood in her soft hand.
During the weekends when the home maker was off, I helped her with showers and/or baths to keep her safe since she was not steady on her feet. Of course I was carefully washing and checking her beautiful bush and vulva. She didn’t offer and I didn’t dare but my throbbing erections spoke loud and clear. Grandma was clearly content with her situation and tried very hard to regain her strength and sensations for her right side. The home maker took her to physio during the day and we continued with her ‘exercise’ program each night.
One Saturday after the first couple of weeks, I was washing her in the shower as usual. Suddenly, she held my throbbing manhood. ‘Kiddo, I am not ignoring your needs. I am just afraid that after all these years I would not be any good for you.’ ‘Don’t worry Grandma, I am more than satisfied as it is. I absolutely want you to be happy and I don’t want anything that you are not totally comfortable with. You must focus on getting better and nothing else. Let’s just spend our life together the best we can. It’s my turn to be the guardian now.’ We embraced and kissed passionately under the warm shower. My throbbing manhood slipped between her smooth thighs and she wiggled her hips. ‘Grandma, it’s too slippery and dangerous in here. Let me get you dry up first.’
After I got the two of us dressed, we cuddled and enjoyed a glass of wine together. We kissed and caressed each other again. When we broke for air, she looked in my eyes. ‘Your birthday is coming up next Sunday. Let me work up the courage to be your birthday present.’ ‘Oh Grandma, that would be the best birthday gift ever.’ Suddenly I felt that we were now very special lovers.
I took her outside everywhere everyday after work to get her walking as much as possible. I bought her updated wardrobe, modest but showed off her perfect figure. Grandma got the home maker to dye her greying hair back to her original brunette. Strangers assumed we were mother and son since she didn’t even look 60. I bought a much better mattress so she (we) can have better sleep and another one for my old room just to avoid suspicion. We interacted the same way as always outside the house and with company. Grandma smiled and laughed a lot now, which was most encouraging. She ate very well. Her sensitivities and strength of the right side were improving daily too. She began to walk confidently using her cane.
MY BIRTHDAY
Then the big day finally came. I woke up in my old room because Grandma wanted to give me a full day of surprises. She was already up waiting for me to finish my shower. I found her in the living room. Her full length sun dress displayed her curves perfectly. ‘Wow Grandma, you are so pretty.’ She smiled warmly and we embraced and kissed. ‘I used lip balm instead because I don’t want lipstick on your face and wherever.’ ‘I just love your minimal make up. Thank you for doing that for me. Now let’s go for brunch.’ ‘Ok. Take me to MacDonald for old times sake. You loved their Playland when you were small. I want to imagine you in there again.’ Not having been there for much more than a decade, we didn’t find Playland nor the old decor. I smiled, ‘times have changed and so have we, Grandma.’ She kissed me on my face and smiled also.
It was sunny and warm so I took her walking along the seawall. ‘Well, this part hasn’t changed.’ ‘Except we will have to use your cane to defend ourselves if the coyotes attack us!’ Grandma wrapped herself around me, ‘don’t scare me.’ I laughed at her expression. ‘It’s the middle of the day! Grandma, just take my arm and you’ll be safe.’ After a good half hour, she was getting tired and wanted to rest. I found a quiet area facing the water and set her down. I looked around, no one was around. She put her left arm around my back and kissed me. I slipped my tongue in her mouth and my hand on her right breast. ‘We can’t do that here, kiddo. You think I couldn’t feel your dirty palm, you sneaky devil.’ I laughed, ‘I know your sensitivity is coming back. I was just pushing my luck, demanding my birthday gift.’ ‘Young man, you just have to wait till we get home.’ She leaned on me, relaxing to the beautiful scenery and had a nap. I took pictures of her napping and selfies after she woke up. ‘Ok, I see you getting so restless. Let’s go home.’ ‘Grandma, I enjoy your company very much. There is no rush, let’s take the scenic route home. Let me know if you want me to stop anywhere along the way.’ Finally we arrived.
I set her down and took off her flat pumps to rest her feet. Her toenails were nicely manicured and painted candy apple red. I rub her soft toes on my face ‘They are beautiful Grandma, did you do that yourself?’ ‘I had help. Just not used to my left and my right is too weak and shaky.’ ‘You are getting better everyday. Grandma, you must be tired.’ ‘Remember my nap? A glass of wine to help me relax would be just perfect.’ I got the wine for us and started massaging her right side as usual to improve her circulation. I spent much more time on her feet and toes. ‘I will keep them painted since you like my toenails colored.’ ‘I don’t know why but I find them attractive on you Grandma.’ I started her left side with her toes again. Suddenly I felt the urge to lick them. She shivered and her breath immediately fastened ‘Oh oh, I didn’t know those are sensitive too.’ I continued to massage her sole then worked slowly up her calf and thigh, with my tongue leading the way. She moaned softly and slipped her fingers through my hair. I paused near the top of her inner thigh when her aroma filled my senses. The same aroma I found in her panties, especially the ones I changed for her after her ‘exercise’. She opened her eyes and smiled. ‘That was just lovely. Now it’s my turn.’