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Dad's Old Laptop

Date: 3/8/2015, Categories: Mature, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: andydagod, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

help me," she said shyly. "How can I help?" I asked. "Well, you said you were good at taking pictures. I was thinking of putting a small scrapbook of photos of me together for him to enjoy when I'm not at home." "What kind of photos are we talking about Grandma?" I asked my curiosity peaked. "Nothing obscene, just something sexy enough to get his motor racing is all. Interested?" "Just how sexy are we talking?" "Like the girlie magazine shots, only not quite so bold. I won't be naked if that's what you're worried about. I thought some of me posing in my nighties would do the trick," she said turning to gaze into my astonished eyes. "And you want me to take them?" I gulped. "Why not? Unless the idea of seeing me dressed in skimpy clothing is repulsive to you." "That's the problem Grams, I think it would be anything BUT repulsive," I said hoarsely. "If you're worried I'll notice you getting a chubby, like you did this morning, then don't. I was actually flattered. In any case, it might help me strike better poses knowing a young man such as yourself would find me attractive enough to get a hard-on," she quipped. "Grandma!" I hissed. "Oh relax honey. Just think about it okay? I promise not to make it too hard on you if you do help me," she said, her hand almost touching my crotch now. "How would we get away with it? What about Grandpa, won't he get suspicious if you were wearing your nightie in the middle of the day?" I inquired earnestly. "Let me worry about him. So, does ... that mean you'll help me?" "On one condition," I said, my voice dry. Smiling brightly she asked, "What condition?" "That you don't make fun of the baggy pants that I will definitely have to wear." "It's a deal," she told me, patting my thigh and grazing my growing bulge with the tips of her fingers. When I said I was going to bed she stood up too. After helping me lock up I followed her up the stairs, my eyes glued to her soft round butt as it jiggled in her stretch pants. By the time we reached the top my cock was as hard as a rock. She gave me a quick peck on the lips and said goodnight. I went into my room, shut the door softly behind me, and then jacked off into a wad of tissues like never before. The next morning I put on just pajama bottoms and a t-shirt and headed to the kitchen. I was halfway down the stairs before I realized something. The headboard next door hadn't banged against the wall today. Gramps must have been too tired I told myself as I made my way into the kitchen. Mom was sitting on the same stool as yesterday, wearing the same nightgown with the slits up the legs, and sipping her coffee. I did something I rarely did; I fixed myself a cup and sat on the stool next to hers. "Morning Mom, something wrong?" I asked seeing the troubled look on her face. "Morning Russ. No, nothings wrong, it's just your Dad can be pretty selfish sometimes." "Uh oh, what'd he do this time?" I asked reaching my hand up and stroking her back. As an answer she just shrugged and said ...