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I used to watch my grandson and his best friend Billy play out in my front yard as young boys. They would play with their little cars in the dirt and run trails through my grass. They would come running into the house to me for milk and cookies. And like a good grandmother I always spoiled my grandson and all his friends when they were over my house. At 48 I felt I was to young to be a grandmother but took the job graciously. It gave me a chance to have young kids around the house again and made me feel young again. Plus I thought I made a better grandmother than I ever did a mother. Over the years my grandson went through a lot of friends but Billy stayed strong. They were best friends at six years old and still best friends to this day 20 years later. I had watched them grow and become men right before my eyes. My grandson now had a wife and child of his own and Billy was also married with no kids yet. Billy had turned into a very handsome young man. I often think if I were only forty years younger. Then I laugh it off and move on. One weekend Billy showed up at my house to see if my grandson was around. He wasn't so I invited Billy in for a cup of coffee before he rushed off again. We often sat down together to have private moments where Billy would spill his gusts about everything. He would always tell me how much he enjoyed my company and if he were only forty years older. We'd always laugh it off and move on. As we sat drinking our coffee I couldn't help studying how truly good looking this man had become. He was simply stunning. Maybe I was just getting old, or maybe it was because I hadn't gotten laid in 20 years but I all of a sudden got an erge to be with Billy. As we finished up our coffees Billy got up to head to the bathroom. I picked up the cups to place them into the dishwasher as the phone began to ring. As I walked to the phone, I had to pass the bathroom and Billy hadn't shut the door. I glanced in as I walked by and was shocked to see his member sticking out from his opened zipper. Oh my goodness, it was big. I answered the phone in a daze thinking of Billy standing there with his tool in his hand. My grandson was on the other end, he wanted me to tell Billy to stick around cause he'd be dropping by in about an hour. When I went back out to the kitchen Billy was getting a fresh cup of coffee and I told him what my grandson told me on the phone. He smiled and put down his cup, walked toward me and put his arms around me. At this point I felt very uncomfortable being around Billy. I had seen too much especially after the thoughts I had earlier about Billy. I hugged him back then tried to move away. He grabbed my hand and wanted me to sit and chat some more. "I have so many things to do out in the yard Billy, I'd love to but I have got to get to work or it'll never get done." The nervousness was evident in my voice. Billy looked at me with a look I had never seen before and almost in a whisper he said, "I want you." "What?" I had to have heard him wrong. In a louder more forceful voice he looked me straight in the eyes and repeated himself, "I want you. I have wanted you since I hit puberty." Even if he had given me the chance to respond I wouldn't have known what to say. Here I am 68 years old and he is only 26 years old with a beautiful young wife. I was baffled by what he was saying to me. I wanted to tell him that I was too old for him but before I knew it he had led me down the hall to my bedroom. I was awe struck as I watched him remove his clothing. He had an incredible body, strong and youthful. It almost reminded me of when my husband was alive and young many years ago. I began feeling shivers of ecstasy take over my body as I felt Billy's hands roaming over me now removing my clothing. All of a sudden I felt sexy and young again, and wanted to be with this man. The fore play didn't take long, we jumped right into the good stuff. He filled me, making me feel like a woman again. I had been a lonely grandmother for so long that I had forgotten how to be a sexual creature. Our bodies moved in such a motion we felt as one, he hooked his arms around me as he rolled himself to his back and shifted me to the top. Just as we became engulfed in each other I heard the door to a car slam shut. Our eyes met with shock and I flew to my feet and threw Billy's clothes to him. My grandson had arrived.
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