I stood in front of the brick fireplace in the living room. My wife and children were asleep. Rachel was exhausted I knew she was still worried about what would happen to Grams.
My mind reeled with everything that happened today. The funeral alone was overwhelming. Add to that the conversation between Grams and I and it was a lot to handle. I gulped the rest of the whiskey in my glass and poured myself another. I looked up at the clock above the fireplace. It read 3:37am.
I heard footsteps behind me. I didn't need to look to know that it was my Grandmother. "So should I keep calling you Grams or is Beth more appropriate?" The whiskey was affecting me already.
"I've always preferred Beth. It certainly helps to make me feel my age."
"How old are you anyway? I always thought you were too beautiful to be 69." I turned to look at her and noticed she was wearing her silk robe and a short pink night gown. Looking at her reminded me of an older version of Rachel. I was consumed with thoughts of how Rachel's lips sucked my cock earlier in the day and I began to feel my dick get hard.
"I'm 52 but when we were younger your mother always said I had a wisdom to be from our parents generation." she sighed heavily. "The day she stopped talking to me she yelled at me saying 'I guess I was wrong about you being so wise because your acting like a fool.' William almost slapped her that day."
As she shook her head to clear her thoughts I saw her look me up and down. I was only wearing a pair of loose sweats. I never wore shirts to bed so I didn't realize that it would affect her so much. Looking at her breasts I saw her nipples get hard and imagined sucking them in my mouth.
She walked up to me and ran her hands up my abs and pushed her right hand through my hair. She let her left hand sit on my chest.
I placed my drink down on the mantel above the fire place and took her in my arms. I kissed her gently at first and then bit her lip roughly yearning for entrance. She accepted my tongue in her mouth willingly. Breaking our kiss I turned her around quickly and draped my arm across her stomach. I let my right hand reach up and pull at her nipple through her night gown.
"Mmmm Michael, treat me how you treat Rachel. Please it's been so long since I've had a man take me like that. I want to please you." she pushed her hips into my now throbbing cock. It was more than I could bear.
I turned her to face me and pushed her down to her knees. She raked her nails down my abs as she came level to my cock. "Take it out, now! I don't want to hear any complaining either. You want to be my slut like Rachel then you better learn to love this cock like her. Now get to sucking!"
She took as much of my cock in her mouth as she could handle. I heard her moan as she tasted my pre cum which made my cock swell more. She almost took it all but there were about 3 inches still out of her mouth so I grabbed her hair and pushed my cock deeper until it slid down her throat. She gagged a bit and pulled it out but then went right back to it. After a few more gags she started to get the hang of it and soon enough I was fucking her mouth.
I knew I was going to cum if she kept this up but I didn't want her to swallow my cum. I pulled my dick out of her mouth and pushed her onto her hands and knees. Kneeling behind her I pulled her panties out of the way and rammed my dick deep in her pussy. "Oh God Michael. It's so big! Aaaahhh! It's much bigger than William's was."
