This story is true but names have been changed for obvious reasons.
This is my first attempt at writing so please be kind with the comments and or complaints.
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My Grandma Beth was the stereotypical grandmother. Standing about 5'3", somewhat slim body with a little tummy but pretty big boobs. For a 67 year old woman she was pretty active doing ceramics visiting family in Canada, she couldn't be stopped!
She loved all of the kids in my family but I was her favorite. I would spend summers and other vacations at her house just having as much fun as a kid could have. But then the teenage years came and I was "too old and too cool" to spend so much time with grandma.
As the years went by, I would see grandma on holidays and birthdays but still too cool to spend more time with her.
Then came my driver's license and I got my first car. Something inside of me missed her and I decided to go visit grandma. I would go over on weekends and help her with her garden, chores around the house, that sort of thing. Slowly that closeness returned and we became the same old "friends" that we used to be.
Once I turned 18 I went to her house to celebrate my birthday with a special birthday dinner that she had made for me. Nothing special just hotdogs and her family famous coleslaw. It was a Friday evening went over and as I pulled into the driveway I could see her in the backyard working on her garden. Being a typical Michigan July, it was hot and somewhat humid out. I walked into the yard as she was standing up and I saw by her t-shirt she had on that she was sweating profusely. The material clung to her body like a second skin showing all of the curves and slight rolls on her body.
"Hi grandma, how are you doing?"
She turned and gave that beautiful smiled that I had always loved. But this time my eyes went further down to see the beads of sweat that were rolling down her exposed cleavage. It looked so sexy and I instantly starting thinking things that I knew that I shouldn't be.
"Hi sweetheart!" she said with that excitement in her voice that was always a welcomed sound.
"Happy belated birthday my big man. I hope you're ready for your dinner tonight. I've got a little special treat for you tonight."
Being it was grandma saying that, I knew that in her mind it was something huge but to the world it was something rather normal.
"I'm ready for anything grandma." I got closer to her and gave her a big hug hello. I held her tightly in my arms and squeezed her into me. Feeling her sweaty tits against my body somehow felt different today. I could feel them squish against me and I instantly got hard. This was not normal for me and I kind of felt like a perv! But I didn't break the hug and neither did she. The wet material on her back felt so sexy as my hands gently massaged her and with my eyes closed I thought of the way her deep cleavage looked with the sweat rolling into it. We finally broke our embrace and made our way into the house.
"I'm sorry for being such a mess but I needed to get outside and get some weeding done."
"No worries grandma, you're absolutely fine." Not showing that I was totally turned on by her sweatiness.
As she walked up the stairs to the house I was watching the way her nice full ass was practically dancing in the shorts she was wearing. What the hell was wrong with me?
"Sweetie, could you please start the grill while I go shower? I need to get cleaned up before we start the festivities."