Ted Patterson, the 67 year old grandfather whose nocturnal wanderings in his son's house got him involved with his comely young granddaughter Cathy, has been acting half his age, much to his delight.
Cathy's mother Beth had been watching Grandpa Ted having sex with her daughter, and to Grandpa Ted's surprise, not only was his daughter-in-law not offended or disgusted, she wanted some of what her daughter had gotten.
Two women, as different as night and day in every way, and both as attractive as women could be to Ted. The problem was, Ted was 67 years old, and even at his prime might have had problems dealing with these two. Might they be the death of poor old Grandpa?
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One: Advil kick in.
"C'mon Advil," Ted Patterson mumbled to himself as he put the cap on the bottle and twisted his body around in an attempt to work the stiffness out. "Kick in and do your thing."
It was eleven in the morning, and he was the only creature stirring in the Brad and Beth Patterson house. Brad, his wife Beth, and their daughter Cathy were all off to work. Beth, however, would be coming home for lunch. Since Beth was the office manager at her company, she had assured Ted the night before that she was not tied down to any half hour or hour break either.
"As long as I want," Beth had cooed in his ear. "As long as it takes."
What Beth wanted, she had made clear the night before, was him. Specifically, she wanted his cock in his pussy. A cock, Ted noted with a shake of his head, which had already performed more in the last three days than it had in all the time since his wife Emma had passed away combined.
Did he have it in him to get it up one more time? That was a good question, Ted thought as he looked at his long, wrinkled friend in the mirror before stepping into the shower.
If all it took was will power, there would be no problem. To his shame, Ted admitted that being with Beth for that short time had been very exciting to him. Her willingness to discuss her wants and needs, as well as her aborted attempt at infidelity, had really turned Ted on.
He had never thought of Beth like that, as a fiery and wanton woman with a sexual appetite that seemed to be considerable. And those tits, Ted mused as he remembered those surprisingly full globes. Where did they come from?
Oh sure, he had snuck many a peek down her blouse over the years, but last night was the first time he had seen them without a brassiere. He had known that Beth had a good sized bosom, but what Ted saw under that nightgown was truly impressive.
Some gals are like that, Ted thought. They look pretty ordinary when they're dressed all prim and proper, but once they get that harness off it turns out that they've been hiding a couple of whoppers all that time.
Emma was like that to an extent, Ted recalled, but was nowhere near being as busty as Beth appeared to be, at least from what he was able to see, and now Ted regretted not having her hike that nightie up a little higher so that he could have checked them out. Giving him something to look forward to just gave him a little more incentive to get it up, Ted concluded as he scrubbed his aching body, the soothing needles of the shower soothing his muscles somewhat.
Pulling back his foreskin, Ted made extra sure that he cleaned himself thoroughly, and as he cleaned he felt the vague stirrings in his loins. Smiling, Ted worked over his dangling nuts with the soap as well, and when he brought his soapy finger into his ass and felt his cock tingle, he was reassured.
He was going to do it, Ted concluded as he turned off the shower. He was going to get it up and drive his daughter-in-law through the headboard. Hopefully, Ted thought as his knees cracked when asked to bend in exiting the tub. Hopefully.
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Two: Ready.
Ted was looking out the window when Beth pulled into the driveway and climbed out of the Lexus. Looking very business-like in a black pant suit with a pink blouse underneath, Beth walked purposely along the walk and up the steps.
Ted, in contrast, was dressed in the thin bathrobe that he put on after showering, not bothering to get stuff on that he would only be taking off anyway. So what if the robe showed his bony knees and skinny legs? Beth hadn't given any indication of caring about that.
He was waiting at the top of the stairs when Beth opened the door, and while she seemed surprised to see him there for some reason, she smiled as she climbed the stairs to join him.
"I was afraid that I was going to have to wake you up," Beth said nervously as she set her purse on the edge of the couch and took a deep breath. "Thought I might have made a fool of myself last night or something."
Ted Patterson shook his head and moved toward Beth, taking her face in his hands and bending to kiss her. The kiss was nothing like the kisses that had exchanged over the last two decades, because those other displays of affection did not include their tongues dueling or their bodies grinding into each other.
"Whew!" Beth exclaimed as their lips separated, and her father-in-law nodded agreement, putting his hand out and leading Beth down the hall.
"Would you mind if we..." Beth started to say, but Ted was already miles ahead of her, ushering her into the guest room that he had been sleeping in all week.
He had expected Beth to not want to do anything in her own bedroom, and hew as right. Beth seemed relieved when she saw where Ted led her, and after he closed the door behind them she smiled when she saw the bottle of champagne on the dresser, along with two glasses.
