Jane had been working in the modelling industry her whole adult life. She'd started at a young age and had progressed through her once youthful appearance, to the mature elder woman look.
She had 3 adult children of her own and 2 grand children from her eldest, aged 18 and 21.
Her husband had passed away 2 years ago as he had been 15 years her seniour.
Lonely and frustrated, Jane took it upon herself to make things a bit more interesting.
As another year was coming to an end, christmas was right around the corner. Her entire family were going to be there and she would be in the company of her loved ones for this festive period.
On christmas day Jane went to her eldest child's house where she'd been hard at work with her husband, preparing the meal for later on.
Only Simon, the eldest of her grand children was around when she arrived and so she started to talk to him about what was going on currently in his busy life.
Jane had always had a soft spot for Simon as he had always been the more considerate of the two brothers. Chris had a lot of anger issues that had got him in to trouble at school resulting in expulsion.
Simon loved his Grandma and felt somewhat sorry for her in the sense she had to spend most of her time alone, so he often made the effort to visit her and help with jobs around the house or in the garden.
The mulled wine and sherry was brought out of the kitchen and placed on the living room table for the family to enjoy and discuss various topics of conversation. Cousins had come over too and the room was filled with the sound of laughter and chatting.
Simon and Jane were talking about relationships and how he felt about girls at college. He'd never had a girlfriend before and Jane reconised that he (like her) lacked the companionship of a significant other.
Being of an elder generation, Jane had plenty of life experience, which with the aid of lots of drinks on both their parts, was discussed openly between them.
The christams dinner was put out at which everyone enjoyed filling their plates and satisfying their appetites. More wine was made available and so everyone took full advantage. As the plates were cleared from the table, various members of the family and their partners started to occupy different areas of the house, talking about anything and everything that came to mind. Simon and his Grandma took their place on the sofa.
Jane could feel herself getting tipsy and put her hand out to steady herself when she leaned forward, but instead of placing it on Simon's leg like intended, she missed and landed right in his croth area.
The pressure in which the blow had landed left Simon feeling a bit winded and so Jane immediately tried to see if he was ok. Without thinking she started rubbing his private area as if to sooth it better.
Suddenly there was moment of realisation where both Simon and Jane became aware of what was happening. The day had taken it's toll on both their inhibitions and they simply looked at each other for a while.
Jane was a 73 year old woman who still had a vague hint of a pretty youth in her appearance. She was slender and had short curled silver hair with thin framed glasses perched on her nose.
Simon had a tall and skinny frame, that was shown clearly with his toned stomach. Jet black hair cut short and spikey.
Without a word, Jane put her hand out again but motioned for Simon to take it, at which he obliged. He led the way through the hallway and towards the more private part of the house. His bedroom.
Once inside and the door closed, they sat on the edge of his bed, maintaining the silence. Jane looked at Simon for a minute and then placed her hand back in his lap. Simon didn't move it.
Instead he turned to face her and held her other hand with both of his, moving his thumbs in a massaging like motion.
Strange thoughts started to enter Simon's head.
"Why was he sat here like this with his Grandma?"
But just as he was trying to put an answer to his questions, their heads started moving closer together.
Jane's lips were soft and thin and showed signs of her developing age with a few crinkles in her skin. Simon met this head on with his inexperienced, youthful mouth, showing determination not to be totally useless.
As their lips met, Jane gave Simon a hint of what her tongue was doing in her mouth and he wanted it badly. He pushed his own tongue deep in to the mouth of his Grandma and let them both entwine and dance together in a free session of passion and saliva.
