Visiting Grandma

The cool breeze hit your skin as you stepped out of the car and hoisted your bag over your shoulder, making sure to close the car door quietly as the time hit a bit after 9. The street was lit by the streetlights and a few people still out on their patios glanced up and waved at you, your wave back acknowledging them, before you turned and walked up to your grandmother's door.

Through the week, you were busy talking things over with Keisha, hashing out the plans with Pam regarding the women in your life (and failing to crack the secret that she was supposedly teasing you about), and discovering things with Monica who was both enjoying a rebirth of her sexuality as the two of you fucked every night after the girls went to bed and even in the mornings before they got up. The woman was making up for all the years without being with a man and, after she got over the initial hesitation, she told you she only wanted to be with you. You, in turn, indulged in every fantasy by taking her in every single part of the house, shower, bathroom, kitchen, living room...you even had her ride you on your sisters' beds while they were at school, making sure to clean up any mess. Monica, for her part, demanded that you come inside her at all times, never outside, and always bareback. Moesha, when you spoke with her on Wednesday, just laughed and suspected she had caught wind of your conversations with the girls around you and a bit of jealousy crept in to cloud her judgment.

Pam, bless her heart, seemed over the moon with the deliciousness of the situation you found yourself in.

Moesha was sitting on the couch in the living room as you unlocked the door and she turned her head to you with a smile as you stepped in, returned her smile, and locked the door behind you. She stood, wearing a black sheer nightie with matching thong, having gone out during the week and picked up something "fun" for herself, laughing off the salesperson making a light comment of "surprising her husband". She had finished with wearing sheer black hose and matching 4 inch heels, her hair down past her shoulders. "Hey baby..." she whispered.

You didn't respond, placing your bag slowly to the ground before striding over to the vision standing in the room and slipping your arms around her waist, her arms around your neck, and you pulled her close to you. She felt your body pressed against hers, your muscles firm underneath her fingertips, and she closed her eyes, inhaling your scent as you leaned forward and started to kiss her neck. "I missed you, baby..." she whispered and then let out a soft moan as you held her hips and turned her body around slowly until her back was facing you. She pressed herself against you, rubbing her hand along your groin and somehow, some way, she had undone your jeans and you helped by sliding them off. Your prim and proper grandmother then proceeded to slip her hand beneath your boxers and slowly traced her fingers over the tip of your cock, causing you to grunt and she smiled. "My man's ready..."

"Call me that again..." you growled softly into her ear, nipping her earlobe and causing a visible shudder to go through her.

"My man..." she replied back and leaned to kiss you, the two of you standing in the middle of her living room making out like teenagers (though you suspected being twice now had become a thing.) After a few minutes, she stepped out of your embrace, though she still lovingly kept a grip on your cock, stroking it slowly, as she picked up her phone and clicked through several screens before she raised it to you. "I wanted to make sure..actually, the girls and I wanted to make sure..."

You tilted your head slightly as you looked at the screen. "Ovu...you three got an ovulation tracker app?"

"Well, we aren't wasting time and you can only visit us so often before school starts..." she lingered, reaching out and brushing her hand along your cheek. "Besides...look at this, baby..." she touched the screen again and for the next three days, it was in bright pink. "These next few days means the highest chance..."