"God Tracey...I don't know how you can stand it." one lady said to the other as they watched the young man walk back across the garden heading towards the house, his broad back glistening with water from the pool. "It's not easy Brenda. Him being my grandson helps though." her eyes following the young man as well. "Surely you must be tempted? I know I bloody would be. Grandson or not, he would be too much of a temptation for me." Brenda stated as she slowly ran her long nails up and down her long deep cleavage. "Oh honey, I've been tempted, very much so. I just don't know how he feels." Tracey said to her best friend as they both laid back on their recliners.
The two women had been best friends and sometimes lovers for over 50 years. There wasn't a secret between them. They knew each other's thoughts and Tracey had no fears in telling her friend that when it came to her studly grandson, she was willing to commit incest. "How long ago did he go upstairs?" Brenda asked looking up the back of the house.
"About a half hour ago. Why?"
"He's back up there again. I can see him looking down at us."
"What's he doing?" Tracey looked towards the window but couldn't see anything due to the glare of the sunlight reflecting off the glass.
"Told you you should have got Polaroid's. He's doing what any hot blooded 19 year old should be doing when he's got two hot blooded women in his garden, half naked showing themselves off. Why don't we give him a little show? It'll be fun and help him along."
"Why not. I'm bloody horny enough. Kiss me honey. That'll drive him crazy."
Brenda leaned over and planted a wet kiss on Tracey's wet lips. Tracey let her long red nails run along Brenda's thigh until they reached her bikini bottoms. "What's he doing now?" Tracey asked as she pulled her red lips away just enough so that she could murmur. "Going hell for leather darling. I think he definitely likes what he sees."
"I'm sure he does. You know baby, I can hear him masturbating every night, sometimes twice. He thinks he's being quiet, but I can still hear him."
"My god Tracey, why the hell haven't you gone in there and jumped the boy's bones?"
"Oh god, I want to, no, I REALLY want to. Bobby's going to be here for six weeks more yet. I think I'll play with him for a little while. You can play too baby. You know that don't you?"
"God yes. I love teasing young guys. We'll have him shooting off in his pants. I assume you saw the looks he was giving our tits?"
"Of course dear. If he hadn't of been looking I'd of thought he batted for the other side."
"Oh no darling, he's definitely one for the ladies. Do you think he's into the more mature woman, or is it just our big tits?" Brenda asked breathlessly as Tracey's fingers started to slip between her silken thighs.
"I'd say our tits at the moment, but by the time we've finished with him he'll never look at young girls the same again."
"We'll just have to make sure that he gets plenty of opportunity to see them then won't we. Oops, he's not at the window any more. Do you think he's coming back out here?" before Tracey could answer the patio door slid open and Bobby shouted out to ask if they wanted a refill. Both ladies offered up their empty glasses. "Bring the bottle honey, save you keep running in all the time."
"I think it's time we had some fresh lotion on our backs. Do you think we should get him to do it or would it be more titillating to let him watch us do each other?" Tracey asked her friend who could see that her nipples were getting erect and showing through her bikini top.
"Oh definitely us doing each other. I'm sure he'll love watching us after peeking on us twice from upstairs. It'll make his young mind boggle."
"OK, here he comes. Time to play sweetheart." both ladies laid back down and turning their heads watched Bobby walk towards them. He gave each woman a fresh glass and placing the tray on the table with the bottle he picked up his bottle of beer and settled back into his sun-chair.
Bobby had been a mite disappointed when he realised that there had only been two loungers. He loved to lay outside, but as time had gone on and he seen how much flesh, especially tit flesh was on display, he knew he wouldn't have any chance of hiding his erection being laid out flat, but at least he'd have a chance in a chair. He would of liked to have said that his erections were being caused by Brenda, but that would have been a lie. His grandma was equally sexy, if not more so. It was just a natural thing for her. All day, for the past four days since he'd arrived, he would slowly get himself into a state as he watched her do normal things around the house or garden. Yes, she had huge fucking tits, but it was more than that. He had obviously known his grandma all his life but he had never for one moment considered her anything sexual. It was only since his arrival that he was taken by her natural beauty. He had never before considered a woman of 60 beautiful. You see some actresses in the movies that you would look at and think, "I bet she was a stunner when she was younger."
He had never thought a woman that old could be sexy. He was into girls his own age. He shouldn't be feeling arousal over a woman of this age. Not only that, one, she was his grandma and two, her friend Brenda wasn't far behind. She was sexy in her own right. Having all this flesh on display was a little nerve racking. He had run away twice, both to relieve himself. When he'd gone to his grandma's room and looked down on them and saw them kissing it had been the last straw. He shot his cum into his hand with a little escaping onto the carpet. He hoped he'd managed to clean it up. If he had left any evidence he hoped grandma wouldn't notice. He also hoped that having relieved himself twice now he could remain flaccid and not let their bodies excite him.
"Brenda, be a dear rub some of that lovely lotion on my back for me. I'll do you next, and take your time honey, it a lovely day and I'm enjoying the sunshine and spending it with my two favourite people." Tracey turned over onto her back, her huge melon sized tit threatening to spill out the side. "Come this side hon. be a shame to block the sunlight." Brenda smirked, unseen by Bobby as she picked up the cushion from her own lounger and moved across from Bobby so his view was unobstructed. Picking up the lotion bottle she squirted a substantial amount onto Tracey's back. Brenda giggled. "What's so amusing dear?" Tracey asked, knowing full well what it was. "It just looks so naughty dear." Tracey laughed along with her all the while watching her grandson, behind the comfort of her shades as he squirmed in his seat.
Bobby leant down and picked up his magazine and tried to read as Brenda sensuously rubbed the sticky lotion into Tracey's back. He tried so hard to concentrate on his reading, but with his grandmother's moans as Brenda smoothed the lotion in, he wasn't being very successful. His eyes were constantly being drawn to the scene before him.
"Shall I undo your top dear? It will make things so much easier."
"Sure honey. Bobby won't mind, will you dear?" both women looked towards him. "No, you go ahead. Don't mind me."
Brenda pulled on the string that was holding Tracey's bikini top together. It parted like an elastic band had been cut and the two sides fell away to hang down the sides of the lounger. Bobby was unable to drag his eyes away from the boob that was threatening to pop of the side of his grandma's lounger. He couldn't believe the size of it. He was sorely tempted to get up and go indoors again, but he'd already gone in twice and thought they'd get suspicious a third time.
