In all my years, I had never thought of grandma Em in a sexual way – until the day I walked into their house, yelled for her and got no answer. I could see that grandpa Willie was gone. His Chrysler’s absence meant he was either gone to play gin rummy with the guys or he was at the golf course.
Either way, I figured she was in the garden fooling around with flowers. As I head to the bathroom, I had whipped out my piss-hard dick, opened the door prepared to lose my pee,