I am your typical twenty-year-old broke college student. I am six feet tall with very broad shoulders; I played football all through high school. I still go to the gym on campus to stay in shape. I live in the same town as my dad's parents. Every once in a while, I will call to see if I can bring my laundry over to do. Grandma always tells me to come on over. While I am there, she cooks a meal for me which I have always loved her cooking.
My grandma is quite young she had my dad when she was nineteen, and then my dad got my mom pregnant at eighteen. Grandma is fifty-seven years old, she dyes her hair a blonde color to enhance her blue eyes and stay young looking. She is very classic; she wears her hair in a French twist, always dressed to impress when out in public, she is very graceful, and she was always busy doing something. She never had to work due to my grandpa being very successful. My grandpa still goes to work every day and travels a lot for work, that meant grandma would have a lot of time alone.
This one particular time that I went over to do my laundry, which I think almost everything I owned was dirty so I was wearing an old pair of shorts, a ripped t-shirt and I was commando because my boxers were all dirty.
I went to the laundry room to get my clothes started. I opened the dryer to check it, and there was a load of clothes in there. I started pulling them out into the laundry basket that was there; I was noticing that it was some very sexy, lacy panties, hell there were even some thong panties in the load.
I could not believe it; these had to be grandma's because there is no other female in the house. I could feel my cock stir thinking of what my grandma would look like in the thong. I could hear her behind me; I jumped back away from the dryer as grandma came into the room.
"I'm sorry Josh, I forgot that those were in there. Let me get them out of your way." Grandma said as she brushes past me. I swear I could feel her hand brush against my cock, but I could not be sure. She grabbed the laundry basket and left the room.
I heard a door close down the hallway, and I let out a big sigh. I got my first load of clothes started and went out to go to the living room. As I was walking down the hallway, I heard an odd sound, so I went to investigate.
I got to a closed door, and I swear I heard moaning, but I could not be sure. As I stood there for a minute listening my cock started stirring again. I think I am hearing my grandma masturbate! I started hearing her breathing faster, so I knew she was going to come. But what shocked me was I heard my name! "Oh, Josh, make grandma come!" She was saying over and over.
I stood there shocked, my mouth dropped open, and my eyes got big. I heard a final sigh, so I moved away from the door and got to the living room to sit on the couch. I was stunned I could not believe what I was hearing. Was grandma getting herself off by thinking about me? I was hard as a rock from hearing her thinking of me while she came.
I heard the door open, and I was trying to act naturally, so I grabbed the remote to turn on the television to surf the channels.
"Josh, are you hungry? I could make you some lunch." She asked as she went by towards the kitchen.
"Sure, grandma I could always eat!" I responded to her question. I hear her out in the kitchen, so I got up and followed her in there.
She was standing at the refrigerator looking inside to see what she could make. She turned around and jumped from being startled; she put her hand up to her chest. "Josh, you frightened me! What are you doing just standing behind me?" She asked me. I just shrugged my shoulders at her. But what I was doing was checking out my grandma. She had on a pair of leggings and with a button-down blouse. Grandma does not have large breasts I would guess a B cup. But I have to say they are perfect for her slim, petite body.
Grandma was looking at me oddly then asked, "Josh, what's the matter?" I just kept looking at her I know she could see the lust in my eyes. I reached up and brushed the side of her breast as I reached around her for a bottle of water.
She jumped again, and I could see goosebumps on her arms, and her nipples got hard. "What's wrong grandma? Are you cold?" I asked her. She stood there staring at me shaking her head. I moved out of her way, and she went to the sink to lean against it.
She crossed her arms over her breasts and cocked her head to the side as she was looking at me. "Josh, why did you do that?" I just shrugged my shoulders at her.
"Did you like it, grandma?" I asked her.
Her head was still cocked sideways and whispered "Yes."
I put my water bottle down and walked towards her. She put her hands down at her sides watching me approach her. I stopped in front of her, I raised my hands and cupped both of her breasts. She sucked in her breath while I squeezed them.
"Josh?" Grandma's voice sounded like she was questioning herself as well as me.