Fran had become a grandmother before she was 40. Now, she was barely old enough to get a senior citizen discount, but still had a teenage grandson. Josh was 19, and soon ready for college.
At work she was still got passes from the young executives, invitations for secret meetings that were half joking, half serious. They all knew she was not the kind of woman to fool around, but they all hoped if she ever did, they would be the lucky one. She certainly did not dress provocatively. She did not need to. Her Rubenesque figure gave full meaning to the term. She was an hour glass shaped woman, of ample bust, plump backside, soft-full lips, and a healthy profile of alluring curves and crevasses. She had a way of exciting the family instincts in a man, as well as lustful fantasies. She was built to bear children, but she was also built to excite the genital urges in most men. She was well aware of her motherly qualities. As for her carnal qualities, she was clueless.
In her present position at work she had risen from file clerk to vice president of her department, and this in a business dominated by men, and her particular company was especially chauvinistic towards employees. Other women had tried to sleep their way up the corporate ladder, but she made every advancement based on merit. Even so, she considered herself first a mother, and grandmother, and secondarily an executive.
As for the way she aroused the mating instinct in men, she just never thought about it, never noticed it. She was too busy being herself to imagine how so many men might have sexual fantasies about her. For the older men, she reminded them of their youth. For the younger men, she aroused the lustful fantasies most men have had about a favorite aunt, teacher, or even their own mother.
Each year she vacationed with her children who had relocated to Florida. This would be the last year her grandson Josh was still a teenager. During her visit he would turn 20, a young man, and in college by fall. They had such good times together when she visited. It made her feel young again to be with him, his energy and enthusiasm for life was contagious, and she enjoyed sharing that with him. Special trips together, to the zoo, the park, the ocean, and even just going out for hot dogs together, they always had fun, just the two of them. He liked having his grammy to himself. Of course he was too grown up to call her "Grammy" so now it was just "Grandmother" or "Grandmother Fran" or possibly "Grandma"
The vacation was going well. Bob and Clair both worked, so Josh and Fran spent many hours together. Bob and Clair also used this time to go out together, or with their friends, so there were evenings when it was just grandmother and grandson left at home. On one such occasion the two of them were snuggled together on the couch watching a DVD, like they had watched video tapes for so many years before. Josh was now as tall as his Grammy, but still enjoyed being held in a special way by his favorite person, next to his mother and father of course.
She was wearing her flannel pajamas and a terry cloth robe. Not exactly the traditional makings for a wet dream for young Josh, and yet he found himself hoping he might get a glimpse of his grandmother's tits. He had never really noticed them "in that way" until one of his older friends had made a remark.
"Man, does your grandmother have nice jugs! I could suck on one of those all night."
At first Josh felt offended, such a crude remark about his grandmother. But he paused, and thought of her as a woman, and realized she did indeed have tits that were, if he had to be honest, very succulent. Of course he had never actually sucked on a girl's breast. Heck, he had never even held one in his hands. But he had fantasized about it.
Some of his teachers were hot by anyone's standards, and he had more than one spontaneous erection while thinking about things young men his age often thought about. He heard some of the older guys talk about getting a bathroom pass while they were in Miss Brookes' study hall when she was wearing certain outfits, just so they could relieve the stress.
Now, here he was, within touching distance of boobs any of his friends would love to touch. He knew his Grandma often fell asleep while watching TV, so he remained motionless, and did not say anything. He managed to use the remote to turn down the volume a little. He watched as she fell asleep. When her breathing was regular and shallow he slid his hand under her robe. He wasn't sure if he could get his hand inside her pajama tops, so he rubbed lightly through the cotton material from the outside. His had cupped one tit and lightly massaged it. He felt his cock tingle. As his fingers moved over the fleshy globes he felt her nipple and used his thumb to rub circles around it. This wasn't good enough. He managed to find her pajama top opening and undid one button. The excitement he felt as he slid his hand in against her breast was unlike anything he had felt before. He quickly sought out her nipple and held it between his thumb and index finger. He held it very lightly, moving his fingers very slowly. Fran let out a small sound and Josh froze, holding still to be sure she wasn't waking up. As the minutes passed he became bolder, moving his hand into the crevice between her ripe melons, taking turns playing with each breast. She continued to let out small noises. Josh soon realized she was dreaming, and enjoying his touches.
His cock was very stiff now, and poking out of his pajama bottoms. He was imagining what it would be like to rub his peter against his grandmother's tits, when he felt a strange sensation, something touching his private parts. He heard her mumble something, and realized it was his grandpa's name. She was dreaming that he was his grandpa, and they were fooling around.
He poked his peter through the opening of his pajamas, hoping she would find it. Her hand was in the right area, but not making contact. He held her hand and guided it towards his pride and joy. Once he placed her fingers on his shaft she began to rub it with her fingertips. If playing with her tits was a 9 out of ten, having her play with his cock was a 20. He could not believe how much better it felt than when he played with it himself.
He had to taste one of her nipples. As she continued to fondle his privates in her sleep, he managed to get one nipple out in the open, and he leaned in and kissed it. He knew she liked it. She moaned a little, and began pumping what she thought was her husband's penis. Josh was so excited he quickly shot his load into her hand and he left out his own moan that he was sure would wake Fran up, but she was sound asleep.
He laid motionless for a few minutes, to be sure she was asleep, and to enjoy the most sensual experience he ever had. She slowly continued to massage his wilting shaft, until she stopped, and slept soundly. Then, reality hit him. Here he was with his cum all over his grandmother's hand, and his parents were due home before long. He had prepared, and had a handful of tissue in his pocket. He used these to wipe his juices from his grandmother's hand. He wanted to suck on her tit one more time, but knew that was too risky, so he tucked her nipple back in and buttoned her top. His seed had been spilled over his pajama bottoms. He wiped some of the excess with the tissue he had, and figured the remainder would dry and not be noticed by his mother on washday.
He carefully got up off of the couch, and went back to his bedroom without waking his grandmother. She awoke a few minutes later, and had the strangest feeling. She quickly realized Josh had gone to bed after she had fallen asleep, The TV was turned off, and the room was illuminated only by the lamp on the end table. She knew she was having an interesting dream, but could not quite remember it. She decided to go back to bed, but just before she got up she noticed a tissue wedged between the cushions. She picked it up, and immediately noticed how wet it was. No one in the house had a cold she knew about , so it surprised her that someone would have so much congestion or mucus. A motherly habit of her was to check for serious discharge, such as blood, so she naturally opened the tissue just to be sure no one was having nose bleeds. Her grandson's semen had saturated the tissue, so there was nothing to see except a wet tissue, however there was something to smell. The pungent aroma of male juices nipped at her nose, and put an immediate smile on her face. She held it inches from her nose to be sure, but there was no mistaking that scent.
Fran knew what had happened. When she fell asleep the TV was starting to advertise one of those raunchy "Girls Gone Wild" videos. Josh was getting to the point where such things excited boys his age. He probably realized she was asleep, and relieved himself while watching those young college girls show their boobies. Such things were normal and she certainly did not find it disrespectful that he jerked off while she was on the couch. She balled up the tissue and put it in her robe pocket to dispose of later. She wondered if her hand had picked up Josh's scent, so she sniffed her fingers. She was amazed how strong it was. She put her glasses on and looked at her hand. She could see moisture in the crevice between each finger on her right hand. She licked one notch, then quickly two more. What a mystery! How could she have gotten so much of her grandson's cum on her hand from the little bit she had handled his cumquat? She decided it must have happened after he left and went to bed. She must have picked it up in her sleep and transferred his juices accidently.
The next day Fran decided to have a talk to Josh, to let him know masturbation was normal for a young man his age. She decided to ease into the conversation.
"I'm afraid I fell asleep on the couch last night Josh."
"Oh that's okay grandmother, I was almost ready for bed anyway."
"Listen Josh, I'd like to talk to you about what happened after I fell asleep, but before you went to bed.''
Dead silence from Josh, who figures he was in trouble now. Fran broke the silence "I want you to know that I know what happened, and its okay."
