The warmth from the strong morning sunshine seeped pleasantly through the thin cotton t-shirt Shelly wore as she walked up the path to her grandfather's house. The bag of groceries felt heavier after the ten minute walk and she shifted them to her other hand to ease the weight. She was relieved to put them down while she reached into the pocket of her cut-off jeans to retrieve the front door key. She turned the key and the door swung open allowing sunlight to flood the hallway. Shelly retrieved the bags and went in closing the door softly behind her. It was still early and her grandfather might still be in bed. She went through to the kitchen placing the shopping on the table. She clicked on the small radio on the windowsill taking care to lower the volume. Bon Jovi's 'Livin' on a prayer' filtered through the air and Shelly sang along to the words, her hips swaying as she emptied the grocery bag replenishing the cupboard and fridge. As she closed the fridge door she gave an involuntary cry and almost jumped, hand on her heart as she saw her grandfather in the kitchen doorway.
'Grandpa,' she laughed, 'you gave me a fright.'
'This is my house, Shelly, shouldn't it be the other way around,' he quipped. He was wearing the navy blue dressing gown Shelly had bought him last Christmas and his hair was wet and he held a towel in one hand.
Shelly rolled her eyes, 'I thought you might still be in bed, I didn't want to wake you.'
'Well, I'm awake, just out of the shower, I was on the computer. Thought I heard you come in,' he smiled.
Shelly's grandfather was a big man, his large frame further added to by the swell of his big belly. He had strong features and despite his age and thinning white hair, his light blue eyes held an intense vitality that sparkled with life. Shelly could see what had attracted her grandmother to him, and was sure he was quite a ladies-man in his youth.
'Would you like me to make breakfast?' Shelly offered.
'No thanks, I had something earlier. I should get dressed,' he said tugging the lapel of his dressing gown.
Obvious though it was, Shelly realised he had nothing on beneath his dressing gown and for a split second found herself wondering what her grandfather looked like naked, the thought was both startling and strongly tantalising.
While her grandfather went off upstairs, Shelly made herself a cup of tea and went into the living the room. The blinds were closed and Shelly opened them to let in the morning sunshine, opening a window slightly to let fresh air into the musty living room. Her eyes alighted on a framed photograph of her grandparents taken only a few years ago, both of them arms around each other, broad smiles. A happier time. It was hard to believe just a year later her grandmother was taken by cancer. Even now, with the house just the way it was when she was there, Shelly half expected to hear her grandmother's voice, to see her walk into the room and hug her. Shelly sighed and tried to push away the sadness that tugged at her heart. She looked around the room noting the houseplants needed watering. She made a mental note to do it before she left. She noticed the computer seemed to be off, and was puzzled as her grandfather said he'd just been on it. She went closer and hearing the hum of the hard drive realised it was only the monitor that was turned off. In a moment of mischievous curiosity she flicked on the monitor to see what her grandfather had been doing on the computer. Disappointingly the desktop screen lit up, but then Shelly noticed several website pages were minimised at the bottom of the screen. She clicked on one expanding it to the full screen size and gasped at its content. Eyes wide and mouth open she took an automatic step back from the screen: pornography.
Her grandfather was looking at porn. Shelly couldn't believe it. The images on the website showed a middle-aged man with a much younger woman, taking her from behind, feeding her his hard cock, rough weathered hands on the woman's firm white breasts. Shocked, but also slightly titillated by the strong images, Shelly flicked off the screen and took a step away from the monitor as she heard her grandfather's footsteps on the stairs.
'So,' her grandfather smiled as he came in, now changed into a sleeveless shirt and shorts. 'How're things at college?'
'Not bad, I've just handed in an assignment so I can let my hair down for a couple of weeks,' Shelly replied perching on the arm of the settee, the images of sex she'd just seen still imprinted on her mind.
'And what about that fellah you were seeing, Marty, wasn't it? That going well?'
'Marty, grandpa? That was months ago, I've been seeing a guy called James for the last month, he's kinda cute, but y'know I'll see how things go, it's early days.'
'I can't keep up with all your boyfriends, seems like every time I see you it's a different one,' Shelly's grandfather said, rubbing his shoulder and the back of his neck.
'I'm not that bad, grandpa, though I'd admit I've had a few different boyfriends this past year. You okay grandpa?' Shelly asked as he winced, his hand still rubbing the back of his neck and his shoulder.
'Just some aches, I'll be okay, just plays up in the morning is all.'
'Here, sit down, let me give you a rub.'
'No it's okay, Shelly, really,' he protested.
'Nonsense, I insist.' Shelly said.
Knowing how persistent his granddaughter could be he relented and sat down on the sofa turning to one side to let his granddaughter sit behind him. Almost immediately he felt the touch of her soft hands on his broad shoulders. She traced her fingers from his shoulders to his upper spine and around his neck muscles applying gentle pressure as she did so. He let out a sigh of pleasure at the relief her hands gave his taut muscles.
'You really feel tense here grandpa,' Shelly said sympathetically as she used the palms of her hands to knead the muscles in his upper back. 'That's not hurting is it?' Shelly asked, concerned as he moaned and flinched one shoulder.
'No, no, it's really good. Don't stop. It really helps.'
'Wait a second I've something in my bag that will help.' Shelly said and he waited as she rummaged in her handbag for something.
'Listen, Shelly darling, that's really helped, there's no need to go to any trouble,' he said.
'It's okay I've got it. I'll need you to take off your shirt.'
