I quietly stepped into the bedroom and stopped in my tracks, she was lying on her front with her head to the side with one knee bent. She was in her bra and panties, I gasped and placed a hand up to my chest as I stood there looking at her. As I approached her, my attention was drawn to the shadows between her thighs where her panties had ridden up the crack of her bum a little. I licked my lips, wanting to crawl up behind her and bury my face in between her cheeks and lick her pussy. I imagined what it would be like to be woken in that manner, it sent a shiver through my body which had a desired effect.
“Gran!” I placed my hand upon her shoulder and gently shook her. “Gran!”
“Mmmmm ok, I’m getting up!” She rolled onto her back and stretched her arms above her head, exposing the stubble of dark hair on her armpits. “What time is it?”
“Umm, just after 7!” I was still looking at her underarms. “A storm came in, quite lucky that we are indoors but then it would have been quite nice to experience it in the van.”
“Oh it is still raining! Lovely!” She sat up. “I simply love the sound of rain!”
“Are you hungry? I helped her to her feet. “I will go and get dinner ready.”
“Ok dear, I am going to run a bath and have a soak if that is ok?” She squeezed my arm and smiled.
“Sure! I will bring our bags up in a sec.” I smiled back at her body as she stepped out from her panties and undid her bra, allowing it to drop to the floor at her feet. I continued out of the room.
“Lucy dear?” I heard her call out which caused me to backtrack and look around the doorway. “Why don’t you join me? Her eyes seemed to glint in the light, I felt a flutter in my stomach and smiled at her.
“Ok, I will be back up after I have prepared our dinner.” I left the room and was practically skipping down the stairs and into the kitchen,
As I went through the fridge and hamper, I was pleasantly surprised by the offering that was left for us and came to the conclusion that this must have cost a considerable amount. There was a meat platter, cheese platter, and array of chutneys and pickles, fruits and nuts and some partially baked baguettes that would need a few minutes in the oven. I set up two place settings on the dining table and opened a bottle of red wine to let it breathe. I leant against the counter top with a glass of water while I waited for the baguettes to bake. The last thing I did was to turn on one of the ovens and then went upstairs with our bags.
Taking my clothes off before entering the en-suite bathroom, the gusset of my panties was covered in a creamy viscous substance which was obviously my arousal. I threw my clothes in a pile with hers and stepped through the doorway, a heady aroma hit my senses which in turn filled me with a range of emotions and undeniably it gave me the urge. Now I needed to vacate my bowels too! “Shit!” I thought and then giggled.
“Everything alright dear? Oh, sorry about the smell!” She looked embarrassed and smiled sheepishly at me. All I could see was her head above the water, she had added bubble bath or something alike.
“Oh don’t worry about it, honestly!” I felt the warmth on my cheeks as I blushed. “I need to go too but I will use another toilet!”
“Don’t be silly! Just go here!” She laughed. “Besides, how much worse can it get?”
“Be careful what you wish for!” I walked to the toilet and lifted the lid, there were a few skidders in the bowl. “Don’t you scrub afterwards?” I laughed.
“Oh really? Sorry dear.”
“It’s ok!”
Well, what can I say! A few boxes were being ticked off my list, and now I was feeling horny as anything. A loud bassy fart exploded from my anus, it made me jump! I looked at gran and laughed nervously, Then my anus expanded and slowly laid a cable and then emptied my bladder on top. I would have masturbated had I been at home on my own, one of my kinks. The smell had faded or I was just used to it, I wiped and then stood up and inspected the bowl and flushed it. What a monster turd, I was impressed! I gave the bowl a quick skoosh with the toilet brush and replaced it before flushing again.
It was certainly an experience, I had never shared a bath with anyone before and really liked the feel of her body so close and being held by her. It was sensual, feeling her breasts pressed against my bag as she stroked my own breasts with her palms. There wasn’t much conversation between us, we just spent the time mutually caressing and washing each other’s bodies. We couldn’t help the amount of water that spilled over the rim of the tub, especially when we used the handheld shower head to rinse our bodies off before stepping out from the tub. We dried our bodies off and then threw towels on the floor to soak up the water and then placed them in the tub after it had drained. Gran found bathrobes hanging in one of the cupboards, we both put them on and made our way downstairs.
It was still raining outside, secretly I was really glad that we were in the comfort of a warm house surrounded by luxuries as opposed to being cramped in a tent attached to the van, cramped together. Well, cramming together wasn’t a bad thing necessarily! Naked in a sumptuous robe would certainly do! Gran took a seat at the table and commented on how amazing the spread of food looked and poured wine for us both, I sat down next to her. We had pretty much devoured the whole lot over the course of about 20 minutes, our conversation light and mainly about what we had eaten and comparisons of similar foods whilst travelling. We both tidied up and washed our dishes afterwards, gran opened another bottle of wine and we retreated to the lounge.
“Thank you dear, that was lovely!” She patted the cushion beside her. “Come, sit!” Her robe had loosened and her chest was more exposed, her feet were up on the cushion and she was angled towards me. I mirrored her.
