Granny_(0)

I can remember the first thoughts of lust that I had about my granny. I was a day that I will never forget, I was sick one day when I was 18 and in my senior year of high school, My mother didn’t want me staying at home by myself with my temperature so high. So on her way to work she dropped me off at my Grannies house. I complained the whole way to her house because I didn’t like it at her house, and I felt I was old enough to be at home alone. But My mother thought that my fever was to high and she wanted some one to look after me. Me and my granny weren’t that close, on occasion I had heard rumors about her saying that me and my brother were spoiled rotten and that she couldn’t believe that my mother and father were raising us that way. My Granny was single, my grandfather had left her when my mom was a child and she didn’t get remarried, I could tell why she didn’t. Because she was a bitter old lady, she had a nasty attitude, to go along with that bitterness.
As my Granny opened the door, I couldn’t believe my eyes; she was still in her sleep attire. Her sleep attire consisted of a night shirt that stopped mid thigh and slippers. I took full notice of her and her body, for a black woman of 60 (I guess), she had a decent body. Her face wasn’t that pretty; she was defiantly a plane Jane in that department. But from the neck down she was…..wow. Looking her up and down I could tell that she wasn’t wearing a bra, and her C cup breasts showed a little sag. Her ass was big and round causing her night shirt to ride up in the back, her chocolate thighs looked to be firm and shapely with no signs of cellulite, she also had some muscular calves.
After she closed the door, she asked if I wanted something to eat. I just shook my head no and went to sit on the couch and try to relax. She said nothing and went to the kitchen and poured a cup of coffee and sat at the dining room table to read the paper.