Baking with Gran

You return a weak smile to your grandma. "Sure Grandma, that sounds fun." You actually wanted to excuse yourself to go have a little private time and relieve some tension, but she seemed so set on doing this with you. She was only here for a little while, you simply couldn't say no to her. Besides, it would genuinely be nice to spend some time with her while you had the chance.

She had you by the shoulders and is looking you in the eye, you could tell she was once more marveling at your miraculous transformation. As she did this you were thinking about Fiona, had she been serious or was that just part of the bluff for your grandma's sake? Whether she was serious or not she was obviously not happy with you for putting her in that situation without any warning. You knew she'd get over it but...boy you wished she'd stayed to talk with you.

Arm in arm you head to the kitchen to help bake some brownies with the eldest Bailey. When you get there you follow your grandma's lead as she gets everything ready. You are each set up side by side as you make a batch and she makes her "special" batch. She pulls a tray out of the fridge with an odd yellowish green substance in it that smelled potently of marijuana. She answers your unspoken question. "Cannabutter." Sure, whatever that meant. She must have made it early that morning, you thought the kitchen smelled funny when you got up.

Shoulder to shoulder you each make your own batch with her leading the way. Her brownies had a different step or two but basically you were just following where she lead. What she would do, you would do. As you went she chatted with you pleasantly and gave the occasional tip or explanation to do with baking. She once more says what a treat it is working with a full western kitchen. About midway through she makes a point to explain to you that baking for the one you love improves the flavor and quality of the end product, and that this was true with all parts of life. That was obviously an impossible overly romantic notion, but she seemed to truly believe it.

Seeing your skepticism she just smiles knowingly and gives you a playful little shoulder bump. "You'll understand someday. When you meet the right person." Oh, if only she knew.

The one you love she said...the one you love...sighhhhh.

Try as you might it was getting harder and harder not to think about Elsie, even your worry about upsetting Fiona was fading at the all consuming love and desire for your other half. Throughout the process you started focusing on the idea that you were making these for her, to make her happy. These brownies were for Elsie. She'd be so happy with you. You could see her smiling face in your mind as you presented your baked goodies to her. You began to follow along the steps with a joyful little smile on your face. Knowing you were doing something for her helped, it helped a lot. You couldn't imagine what she was going through right now trying to sit through boring high school classes.

"Grandma...when I meet...the one..." You change gears suddenly. "When you fell in love with Grandpa...did you have to keep it a secret?" You scramble to add. "Because of...you know..."

She stops and looks at you a long moment, trying to read into your words. You stay focused on the brownie mix in front of you not daring to look at her. She finally says. "Well...he sort of fell for me first. The poor fool was head over heels for me. And no, he didn't keep it secret at all!" She laughs. "One day, when he finally built up the courage to ask me out, he stood on the roof of my dad's car with his guitar and at the top of his lungs sang I Got You Babe during a big neighborhood barbecue." Her laughing was shifting to something else. "Everyone was looking at this young long haired fool serenading me. Dad was so mad. I...I just couldn't say yes fast enough... He was...he was such a..." The baking had come to a stand still.

You look over to see she is gripping the counter, her head was bowed, tears in her eyes, her lip quivering, her voice quavering. "He fell for me so hard Jesse...when I...when I showed him...he didn't even..." She takes a shuttering breath. "He didn't even care. Not one bit, it didn't even matter to him. He said it was beautiful...that I was beautiful..." You see her struggling to hold it together, fat tears fall from her cheeks. "I love that man so much. I don't know what I'll do..."

You put your arm around her. As hard as grandpa's illness had hit the rest of you, it was nothing compared to what she must be feeling. You hold her to let her know she wasn't alone in these feelings. She looks at you with twinkling tear filled eyes. "Sorry..." She takes a deep unsteady breath and wipes the tears from her eyes. Her brave face was quickly coming back, she wanted to be strong for the rest of you. "Sorry, whoo, it's hard sometimes. Really hard. No, we didn't keep it secret Jesse." She gives you a kind smile. "Love will always come out in the end, there is no hiding it." She is looking straight into you, staring right through your deception to the bright love nestled within you. After such an honest display your guard was down. She says with a knowing and understanding tone. "You can't hide it Jesse."

You pull her in for a big tight hug. You hold onto each other for a long wonderful time. You were simultaneously happy and upset for bringing the topic up. You were happy to have had this moment with her but now she knew. She didn't know the details...but she knew someone had claimed your heart. The happiness outweighed the other by far.

As you finally pull apart she says. "Well then...I sure hope it isn't Allison!"

You smile and shake your head no. She grins back, the merry mood was quickly returning to the warm love filled kitchen. "Good." She says. "It is definitely a good thing your sister ended all that then."

She doesn't press you to say anything else, respecting your privacy around this sensitive topic. She seemed in a better mood than ever knowing her granddaughter had fallen for someone. The chit chat soon returns to what it was before. Before long you are putting your pans into the oven.

Your grandma grins at you. "Good job Jesse. Listen, we don't have to check on these for at least a half hour. I'm just going to go up and check on your Grandpa." Her warm smile telling you she just had to be with him right now. You completely understood the feeling.

You nod. "Sure. Thank you for teaching me how to do that." You add before thinking. "Elsie will love them. I can't wait to show her." Your heart is crying out for your twin, it was all you were thinking of. You felt good knowing you had a nice surprise for her.

Your grandma looks at you with an odd expression. "Yeah...I think everyone will like them." She leans in and gives you a big ol smacking kiss on the cheek then heads upstairs.

You stand alone in the kitchen reflecting on what had just happened. It doesn't take long before your emotions and urges **** themselves to the surface.

You now had two immediate problems. If you were going to make it through the afternoon you needed to get your mind off of Elsie and you needed to get off one way or another. You knew you were going to have to masturbate to relieve some tension, but you also knew you'd only be thinking about your twin sister the whole time which would make you miss her even more. If only Fiona hadn't have reacted like she had, a partner in your sexual activity could really help both your problems right now. Distract you while at the same time satisfy you. You feel your body start to tingle all over at the thought of some family fun time.

Two options suddenly spring to mind. Mom was currently in her office locked away from the rest of the house. If you could find your way in there maybe you could...convince her...to give you a hand. You knew she was busy but just maybe you could seduce her into taking a break for a little quick quiet mother-daughter quality time. The other option was Chloe. She always went to her apartment during her break to rub one out. You look at the clock and realize if you left right now you could probably still catch the bus to meet her for lunch and still be back to spend most of the afternoon with your grandparents. It would take much more time but Chloe would be guaranteed to be interested in some mid-day nookie.