I Was Their Babysitter - Pt. 12

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I Was Their Babysitter - pt. 12

As she sat in the car waiting to find her courage, MaeLyn Michaels gave herself a pep talk. "This is ridiculous. You're an independent woman, and you have every right to enter a store that sells sex stuff. Besides, no one around here knows you, not to mention on a random mid-weekday in July. No one would even notice you walking in. Just go! What's there to lose? You have plenty of money to pick up anything you see which might stimulate your sex life. And you deserve it, dammit! Get out there!" With a huff, MaeLyn sighed in defeat against her "better judgment."

"You're right," she resigned. "You're right! And I do deserve it!" With that last statement, she got out of the car and headed for the little shop.

"I. D. and a dollar," the man at the door requested. MaeLyn quickly pulled both out of her wallet and set them on the tray. "Come in," he invited her once he saw that both were legit.

"Hello," a blonde woman standing at the counter greeted her and waved her over. "Please forgive my doorman. He's all business, but he keeps things in order around here. My name is Agatha, but everyone just calls me Aggie. What brings you in today?"

As MaeLyn prepared to answer, she caught sight of another woman in the store. She was very lovely. A sudden fluttering within her belly suddenly awakened in a way MaeLyn hadn't felt in years. Huh...

"Oh, sorry," she quickly apologized when she found herself staring. "I'm MaeLyn. I, uh... I've decided to try some new things. I have never been in a shop like this. I was just curious. And I'd like to see what's out there to..."

"Stimulate your needs?" Aggie asked and smiled. "Don't we all?" she added and winked. "Well, I'm happy to answer any questions or show you around, but I understand if you just want to take a look yourself before you find yourself needing to ask anything. There's no time limit. Please walk around, familiarize yourself with what we have, and feel free to ask as you see fit. I'll be around."

"Thank you," MaeLyn offered and nodded as she turned to head for the closest aisle. The woman she'd noticed earlier had made her way closer, so when MaeLyn chose an aisle, she put on her bravest face and approached her. "Hi there. I'm MaeLyn. Nothing like meeting a beautiful woman in a store like this, right?" Where had that come from?

"Just what crossed my mind as well," the woman answered. "Hi, I'm Shawna. Yes, this is a first for me. I heard Aggie tell you about this place. Never been here either?"

"No, but there's no time like the present to try new things, I suppose," MaeLyn suggested. "I was widowed ten years ago and have been putting off getting back out there. What about you?"

Well, divorced when my son was only three," Shawna admitted. "We had only married because we got pregnant, and soon, well, it turned out that I wasn't what he had in mind for his forever. He doesn't even see his kid. So, my son became my sole purpose in life. Now that he's 19, I've decided to do some things for me again."

"That's long time to wait," MaeLyn noted. "Say, would you like to go grab a coffee and come back a little later to check out the store?"

"I'd love that," Shawna admitted and reached out to take MaeLyn's hand. "That's really nice of you."

"Well, you seem like the type of person I'd like to get to know better," MaeLyn responded and pointed towards the door. To the doorman, she continued speaking. "We'd like to step out for a while. Mind if we get those IDs back? We're good for it." After looking over at Aggie for her approval, he nodded.

"We're open til 9PM," Aggie offered and winked at them.

"That will give us just enough time to scratch the surface, but we'll be back," MaeLyn assured her. "Thanks."

As they walked to the nearby coffee place, they continued sharing about themselves. Several times throughout their date, each would reach over and touch the hand of the other woman. Neither had felt things like those they were each feeling for one another in too long, and it was lovely to get to share in such a way.

"Um, may I be frank about something?" MaeLyn requested.

"Sure," Shawna responded as she slid her finger down MaeLyn's hand.

"I appreciate the mutual attraction here, but I'm a rather older woman than yourself," MaeLyn admitted. "I have grandchildren about the age of your son, in fact. My sexy bits aren't near as sexy these days. Shouldn't you be looking out for a woman of your own age, or perhaps younger?"

"If I simply wanted someone my own age, I could just grope myself," Shawna retorted. "And I do have access to someone, some people, actually, my own age. I'm pleased with them plenty. I didn't set out to meet someone today, but it appears that those little fluttering butterflies that people often call 'hormones' which live in my nether region sure seem to have taken a liking to you."

"You have that too, huh?" MaeLyn asked and set her hand right on top of Shawna's hand. "Because I haven't been with a woman in a long time, but I'm thinking it might be like riding a bike. And I'd sure like to see if that's true." MaeLyn covered her face with her other hand. "Is this crazy?" she whispered. "I only wanted to dip my toe in the waters of sexuality again. You're like the ocean I've only seen from afar other than playing in it once or twice when I was much younger. I can't describe it, but I feel like I'd like to set sail with you and never look back."

"It's certainly crazy, but gosh, MaeLyn, if there's a reason to be crazy, I'd say this was it," Shawna answered. "Wanna go check out that store with a new purpose, and then maybe we could head back to my place to see about using our new purchases?"

"I've wanted nothing more in too many years," MaeLyn sighed and stood up.

Entering that special little store gave a whole new feeling to the women who'd only set foot in it once earlier that day. They took turns suggesting items and racked up a hefty bill which they happily split evenly. Aggie gave them a curious look but smiled as she handed them the bags.

"Sometimes, I'm amazed at what this store provides, and it has nothing to do with the products I order from the manufacturers," Aggie acknowledged. "Ladies, you have a fantastic evening."

"If I have anything to do about it, we certainly will," Shawna promised and grabbed MaeLyn's free hand to lead her out of the store. Both women sped in their cute little cars as quickly as possible to get to Shawna's place. MaeLyn had barely taken her keys out of the ignition when Shawna opened her door, grabbed her by the hand, nearly dragged the woman up to her door and slammed her into the back of the front door to have her first taste of those sweet lips she'd been eyeing all afternoon.

"Holy shit!" MaeLyn gasped and brought Shawna's mouth back onto hers after a quick breath. They groped one another and cupped anything they could get their hands on. "You're so fucking sexy, Shawna. I can't believe you want to do this with me."

"The rule from now on," Shawna suggested, "is that we don't mention age as a reason to not be together. I want your hot body, Mae, and I'm about to give you mine. You game?"

"Fuck, yes," MaeLyn responded as she tore off Shawna's shirt, pulled down her bra to reveal her gorgeous tits, and dove in by grasping one as she ran her mouth and tongue all over the other one.

"We are in for a loooooonnnnggg night," Shawna declared and laid back to enjoy more tongue action by her new older lover.

***

"Oh, hi Gram!" I greeted my grandmother one sunny weekday in September. I hadn't been expecting her visit, but she'd been texting Lana and me lately about how things were going with school, work, the house, and our (my) new love interests. Lana only mentioned Tom on a regular basis when communicating with family, so I knew that's who Gram meant when asking about that. She'd asked about our days off, and I told her we had no plans all day on that particular day, so she must have intended to come visit.

"Well, hello, sweetheart," she greeted me back and stepped into our house when I held the door opened farther for her. "Hello, Lana, dear," she extended her greeting. "Come, give your old grandma a hug, both of you!"

"Gram!" I chided. "You're hardly old," I argued.

"Sixty-two is the new forty, Gram!" Lana added. "Besides, Steph and I don't care for numbers. We are young homeowners, and we pride ourselves on the compliments we receive from our neighbors about how well we take care of the yard, how quiet we are, and how nice we are to have around. Age is a number. That's all," she finalized and shrugged.

"Well, you might think differently when you're a little older, but I appreciate the sentiment anyway," Gram responded. "The body doesn't always receive the same messages."

"That's why I intend to do stretches every day until I'm eighty," Lana justified. "I need to be able to keep an active, uh... social life well into my prime and then some," she added which had my eyes growing wide at her comment. I knew what she was insinuating, but Gram didn't need to know what her granddaughter was up to.

"Well, I would agree that it would definitely help to keep that sex life nice and active, young lady," Gram stated as if she was simply encouraging us to study well for our next exam. I jumped and shook my head. Lana did the same all while turning to look and see if I heard the same thing she had heard.

"Well, don't go acting all innocent, young one," Gram accused. "I was your age once, and I recognize a list of boyfriend names a mile long as well as the next one."

"Gram?" Lana questioned as if Gram had been eaten by the big, bad wolf.

"Oh, I'm not judging, dear," Gram clarified. "I was quite the little player myself when I was your age. Times were different, and your grandfather was the one who actually tamed me. But when I lost him too early, I found myself remembering and longing for those fun things again. Much like you, I know how to keep secrets."

"Gram?" I questioned and shook my head. "What are you saying?"

"Well, if you two aren't comfortable talking about it, I'm OK to maintain the little secrets as well," Gram claimed and headed into the kitchen. It was Gram. We weren't going to stop the woman who had afforded us the nice home we now had, whether she took any recognition in her part of it or not. But we did follow her.

"I'm going to pour myself some pineapple juice and two glasses for you as well," Gram told us decidedly. "Please join me at the kitchen table. I'd like to discuss this if you're willing. If not, I'll drink my juice and know my place." Without even having to look at one another, Lana and I took our seats at our kitchen table and waited for Gram to explain exactly what she knew. Gram drank her juice and sat quietly until we were sitting with her, took a deep breath, and then she began.

"In July, I went to a little shop up on Third Street," Gram began to explain. "There was another woman in the store who seemed to be shopping, but she was hesitant, you know? She was in unfamiliar territory as well. So, I approached her and began a conversation with her. I shared that it was my first time setting foot in a store like that, and she admitted the same. Rather than making a purchase, we talked to the doorman and told him we were grabbing a bite to eat and that we'd come back later in the day. He was understanding, so we didn't lose our deposit."

"Deposit?" I questioned before I could stop myself.

"The only stores I've heard that require a deposit are..." Lana trailed off before she gasped quite loudly, even for Lana. "Gram! Did you go to..." To my great amusement, Lana actually lowered her voice to a whisper as if someone might hear her say the next few words. "... a sex shop?!"

"Oh, now, what did I say about being judgmental?" Gram argued.

"No, no, I mean... Gram, no," Lana stuttered. "Gram, did you really? You? Oh, crap! Sorry! I don't know why I'm acting like this. I just didn't... I mean, I never thought..."

"Lana, calm down," I encouraged as I patted her arm. "So, she went to a sex store. Why is that a big deal? It's not like she's not allowed to check things out. There's no rule against it. Why should we be surprised that a woman wants to check into things like that?"

Lana sighed. "Sorry, Gram. That was uncalled for. Actually, I think it's awesome, and I realize that I might just have a hundred questions for you very soon."

"Oh, well, why don't we hold off on any questions until I'm finished sharing?" Gram suggested. "Sound OK?"

"Yes, Gram," I answered before Lana managed to stick her foot any deeper in her mouth. "Please continue."

"So, the nice younger woman accompanied me to a nearby coffee shop where we struck up a conversation," Gram informed us. "It turns out that we have a lot in common. We were both left without a husband too early in life. We have children, though our outlooks are slightly different about them. We had pretty excellent sex lives in our earlier years and have recently found that we'd like to not continue to lie in a wasteland of nothingness. What was supposed to be coffee and a snack turned into more interaction, shall I say, after we went back to the shop." Lana and I gave each other a look at that statement.

"We've continued to carry on with a lovely relationship, actually. We talk daily. She told me about a reconnection with an old partner from her college days which had been rekindled. She shared a lot of details, and I'm so happy for her."

"Oh, well, Gram, that's lovely," I offered and nodded at Lana to speak up encouragingly.

"Yeah, Gram," Lana agreed. "So, did she give you the nitty gritty details, or just that they'd reconnected?" I gave her a sideways glance to inquire about what she was aiming at. "You know," she continued, "like, was the sex shop experience related to this reconnection? Is that what you mean?"

"Well, she has not just entered into one relationship since I met her," Gram clarified. "For instance, she's been invited to some parties where she's gotten to mix with many people. Some around her age, and some younger."

"Well, see? That's what I meant, Gram," I acknowledged. "Age is just a stupid number. So, have you attended any parties? Met anyone of interest? You have lots of time to still mix it up with many people."

"Well, since you asked, yes, she's asked me to attend, but I haven't been able to do so yet," Gram answered slowly. "But she has told me a lot about the parties, like where they take place and who is there. I found the details rather interesting."

"Ooo!" Lana exclaimed. "Is that what you wanted to share with us?"

"As a matter of fact, I can share if you'd like to hear about them," she answered. Something about the way she said it made me think that there was way more to what she was saying than just her words. I couldn't put a finger on it. "My friend's name is Shawna," Gram continued. She'd watched me as she said it. My mouth just might have hit the floor. Lana nodded and then turned to look at me. When she saw my reaction, she froze.

***

"Gnnuh!" Shawna exclaimed as she rubbed her wet, needy pussy against her older lover's slit.

"I love the noises you make when we fuck," MaeLyn groaned and emphasized the harsh ending of the last word.

"I love when you use those naughty words, you naughty girl," Shawna accused and leaned in to kiss her lover as she pulled on her knee to grind even harder.

"This naughty girl is gonna make you come so hard!" MaeLyn informed her as she began to encounter her own orgasm. "Oh! Oh, yes! Fuck me!"

"Mmm, spray me down, you hot fucker!" Shawna taunted and began her own squirt fest.

With hearts beating hard and fast, the women held one another and kissed lazily as they came to grips with yet another fantastic set of orgasms being shared. Neither had imagined meeting anyone who could match the intensity in which they desired one another, and yet, here they were: caught up in their forty-first day in a row fucking like they just couldn't get enough.

As they untangled themselves, MaeLyn laid back and welcomed Shawna's head on her belly. "I think I'm in love with you, my young lover," MaeLyn confessed.

"I sure hope so," Shawna teased. They'd been telling one another that they loved each other since the end of August. "I've introduced you to my son and all. He's heard more than one of our sessions, and while he's cool with it, I'm thinking we might need to respectfully pipe it down a bit."

"Respectfully?" MaeLyn teased and ran her hand over Shawna's bottom. "Well, the only reason we haven't piped down is because we don't do it enough." Shawna laughed out loud at that. "We have needs, the both of us," MaeLyn reminded her. "And years... years to make up for. Surely, he can respect that."

"He's no stranger to the noises of sex," Shawna reminded her lover. "He's part of that world. You would be too if you'd join me." It was a minor point of contention for them, and one MaeLyn would have to address sooner than later.

"One day," MaeLyn promised and ran her hand up from Shawna's butt to her back where she rested it while her other hand was smoothing out her lover's hair.

"I love you," Shawna reminded her and closed her eyes. "You may be 62 in years, but you're ageless in the bedroom. I wouldn't trade you for anything, especially someone younger. I've got all I want in your sexy ass."

"I'm so glad we met up at that sexy little store," MaeLyn shared and closed her own eyes. "Which reminds me, maybe we could take a trip up there to shop around again soon?"

"We were just there on Monday, my love," Shawna teased with a laugh. "But of course, I'd be thrilled to take such a trip down memory lane with you. Now, go to sleep. Round two will begin before we know it."

Out in the living room, Toby just smiled, shook his head, and went back to doing his homework. Soon, he'd be headed over to his girlfriend's house where he was sure to get plenty of his own action.

***

"Oh?" I asked incredulously. "You said she told you all about the parties?"

"Yes, in fact, I heard six rather familiar names while listening to her regale me with the many ongoings at such parties," Gram noted. "Mark and Connie, for instance. The couple for whom you've been a babysitter, isn't that correct?" I nodded as I stared at the table. "Tom and Toby, too," Gram added. "I believe those are the names of your special men? I'd say 'young,' but I think Tom might have exceeded that description. Oh, and I knew it could have only been you when she described Toby's girlfriend and Tom's 'special girlfriend.'"

"Gram, I can explain," I quickly shared and put my hand on Lana's.

"No, no, my dear," Gram argued. "You see, there's no need to be defensive. While I would love to hear your sides of this dynamic, and I plan to do so in due time, I would first like to ask a few questions. Would that be alright?" Lana and I both nodded. "From what I'm hearing, you two engage in occasional sex together?" We nodded again. "So, my question is... would it disturb you to know that I am in a sexual relationship with Shawna as well?"

The sudden gasps which came from Lana and me were comedic. "What? Gram? You like women too?" Lana asked breathlessly.

"Oh, now, Lana, my girl," Gram chastised, "don't you dare think that you are the only one in the family who enjoys a little good girl-on-girl action."

"What?" I asked before I could stop myself. I swore I had more self-control than what I was portraying, but this was Gram. Gram? Gram liked to get it on with women? And not just women... she was in a relationship with my boyfriend's mother!

"Oh!" Lana exclaimed. "You were invited to the parties! You could have shown up! You would have..."

"Well, obviously, a conversation would have had to occur," Gram responded before Lana could continue.

"Gram, does Shawna know you're our grandmother?" I asked hesitantly.

"No, I didn't want to put her in a difficult position, especially once I realized that you two were part of that lifestyle," Gram assured us while answering the question I had asked but was certainly one we both wanted to know. "I was always able to find an excuse, but as she explained what was happening, I grew tired of making excuses. And as one of her current lovers, frankly, I really wanted to join her."

"Understandable, Gram," I replied and set my hand on hers. "Are you, well, I mean... are you disappointed in us?"

"Stephanie!" Gram scolded. "Don't you ever think that! You're a consenting adult, and you are part of a group that you trust. I am proud of you!"

"Really?" I asked and lifted my head. I had let my gaze drop in shame. I mean, my grandma knew about my sex life. I was rather humiliated. I should have been, right?

"Well, I don't know the whole story," Gram admitted, "but I came here today with a little three-part mission. One? To share what I knew and admit to you about my relationship with Shawna. Two? To hear about it from you." When Lana and I both made the motion for her to continue, she waved us off. "Oh, we'll get to that after. So, why don't you go first, Lana? I'm pretty certain you had sex before Stephanie did."

"OK, well, I was sixteen and stupid," Lana began. "I was convinced that if I slept with a guy, he'd like me more. It took more guys than I care to admit making me realize that they were all using me. At the same time, the more Mom rode me about how I dressed, who I hung out with, what I looked like with my makeup on, the more I wanted to escape, and getting sex was my chance to feel good for a while before I had to go back to the strict and uptight mother I couldn't wait to get away from."

"I won't claim to know everything your mom ever did," Gram shared, "but she certainly had her own stage of rebellion. I won't defend her approach, but I sense that she was hoping to prevent you from making some of her same mistakes. Unfortunately, like many reformed mothers out there, the one detail they always leave out is admitting to their children how they messed up and explaining a better approach to sex and the other new parts of life their children are encountering."

"I was complaining to my coworker, Darcie, about yet another bad date back in December when she suggested meeting a man in her life. She introduced me to Rob, told me that they had an open relationship with his wife and a few others, and told me about their strict 'safe sex' approach.

"I was taken after work that day to see Darcie's doctor who told me what she would be doing, what tests would be run, and how things were handled if any of the tests came back positive. She answered any and all questions and encouraged me to ask them rather than acting annoyed like my own doctor did when I met with her... once. I didn't feel rushed or anything."

"I'm glad there are still doctors out there who do that," Gram shared and patted Lana's hand.

"Well, all clean, thank God, so a date was set up for me to meet Rob," Lana continued. "I had my first experience with a man who prioritized my pleasure, and the night was perfect. Rob and I had several orgasms, and I took pleasure in his just as he took pleasure in mine. It was amazing."

"Meanwhile, I was taken to the mall by Connie who offered to let her husband be my first time," I informed Gram. "She laid out the rules and shared what would be happening. I was hesitant because this was her husband who she was so willing to allow to sleep with me, but it wasn't cheating. It wasn't anything like that. She explained a little about their swinging lifestyle, and about the safe measures they take when swapping partners and bringing in new ones."

"So..." Gram encouraged.

"Mark and Connie are such dear friends, you know?" I explained. "Connie was with the kids at her parents' house, and Mark had to work, so he stayed home over Christmas break. It was arranged for me to go there to meet with Mark, and he treated it like a date. I had my first mixed drink, and he was incredibly respectful of my nerves, my inexperience, and my desires."

"That's lovely, sweetheart," Gram gushed. "I'm so glad that you both got to experience that type of intimacy. I'm sorry it took so long for you to have that, Lana, but the important thing..."

"Oh, I'm so over it!" Lana assured her and relaxed back in her chair for the first time since we'd entered the kitchen with our grandmother. "Every time is the best time these days."

"Well, three days later, I was given a surprise visit at their house by Connie who came home a whole week earlier than she'd claimed she was coming home. She shared that she had feelings for me, and I had already shared with Mark that I wanted to know what a lesbian experience would be like with her, so we did it that afternoon. And I had already been enlisted to be at their house overnight the following evening, so I then had my first threesome, and Mark and Connie asked me to be their girlfriend."

"Oh, so that really is a thing," Gram speculated and rested her chin in her hands. "Shawna used the term a couple times, but I thought she was just using the phrase to... oh, well, I don't particularly know what I thought, actually."

Darcie is Rob and Laura's girlfriend, and I am Tom and LeAnn's girlfriend," Lana confessed. "Oh, and we have one more fact to clarify." I wasn't sure where she was going with this as we had lots more to share. "Not that we are ashamed of our part in this world, but it wasn't Steph who brought me into it. Darcie invited me to a New Year's Eve party at Connie and Mark's house after our original plans fell through. Steph was there. We were both shocked."

"Ha! To say the least!" I exclaimed. "We talked first in a bathroom so that we knew the important parts before everyone else became aware of them. We handled it rather well, and then the rest of the party found it entertaining. We didn't do anything together though. We weren't ready to face that big question at that point."

"And that's when I had my first lesbian experience," Lana added. "I'm so glad LeAnn was the one to give me that. In fact, if the kid of the other couple we were supposed to party with hadn't gotten sick, I'm not sure how things would have played out. We still haven't met up with them."

"I hadn't thought of that," I admitted and covered my mouth. "And you probably wouldn't have met Lee or Tom at all, and they're your couple now. Oh! I'm so glad it worked out that way."

"So, that's when you two grew closer," Gram realized. "I know I had heard both of you complaining that you two didn't see one another as often as you should have, but then things worked out."

"Yeah, I prioritized her more and realized I needed to do better," Lana confessed. "So, that's when the house plans came into play. And we are very grateful."

"And you two?" Gram asked.

"When we met with our couples together," I shared, "we told them about our ideas, they made offers to help for different aspects such as construction, permits, and the bank loan, and we then had a little dessert party. That's when Lana admitted her desire to be with me, and I found the idea very titillating. So, we let things happen, and soon, we were all over each other."

"And there are two more facts to share with you," Lana informed her. I let her take the lead and would interject as needed, seeing as I knew what they were already. "Steph and Toby met at school this summer, and Steph set out to sleep with him, but when we found out he was a virgin, we took a different approach by telling him everything. In hindsight, that could have played out very differently, but.."

"Yes, we were very fortunate, but when you meet him, Gram, you'll see what I saw in a heartbeat," I assured her.

"Well, in what I have already seen in him, yes, I do know what you mean," Gram confessed and smiled as she patted my hand. "He's a lovely young man, and I'm thrilled for you. He's also very sweet about your mom and me being together."

"What?!" Lana and I both exclaimed.

"Well, he doesn't know I'm your grandmother, sweetheart," Gram reminded me and patted my hand again. "But he uses the same line about age being a number. So, he hasn't shared with you that Shawna is seeing me?"

"No, but I guess it was bound to come up sooner than later," I acknowledged. "I know he would have said something if he'd have ever seen you. The pictures I have of you and me are in my phone, mostly."

"And on that note," Lana continued, "Toby joined us to meet Mark and Connie right after they got back from vacation after the Fourth. To our surprise, we found Shawna making out with Connie in the doorway. A very long, slightly awkward conversation was had that day around dinnertime. I know because I was hungry when we got there, and dinner seemed to be delayed by what felt like a century! But it all worked out.

"Shawna and Connie reconnected (Ha! Pun not intended!), and I got to have some time with her as well. We've made an agreement that Steph and I won't engage in activities at group functions, and Steph, Toby, and Shawna will not do things together as well. Otherwise, it's all open game. Shawna is comfortable seeing Toby getting it on, and Toby seems to have no issue either."

"Well, that's about it," I declared and sat back. "Do you have any other questions?"

"Well, no, I don't think so," Gram answered, "but I was wondering how you'd feel if I attended a party the next time I'm invited."

"Oh, I'm totally cool with it," Lana blurted out and sat up to see what I'd say.

"Yep, I think it's neat," I confessed and shook my head. "A tangled web indeed," I muttered. Just then, my phone rang. "Ope, Gram, excuse me. I'll be right back." I made my way into the living room and answered on the third ring. "Hey, why don't you and your mom come over?"

"Be right there," Toby responded and hung up. Well, I guessed that was that.

Twenty minutes later, my boyfriend and his mom were walking into my back sliding glass door and embracing Lana and me as we always did. My grandma walked in from visiting the bathroom and froze in her place when she was greeted with the sight of her lover and her lover's son.

"Mae?!" Shawna asked suddenly.

"What's going on?" Toby asked as he maintained his arm around me.

"Everybody, remain calm," Lana requested. "Gram, we believe you know, quite well, might I add... Shawna and her son, Toby. Shawna, Toby, this is our grandma, MaeLyn Michaels. Somehow, none of this information ever made it to either side."

"This afternoon, Gram put it all out there for us about how much she knew, so we thought you two should be caught up as well," I continued. "We were a little surprised to know that Gram had been invited to several parties, but when we realized she was not attending them for us, we made sure to encourage her to attend them from now on, if this is what she'd like."

"It was probably not exactly right of me to not admit that I knew some of the people you mentioned in the stories about the parties, but you have to understand why I didn't think it was right to do so, my love," Gram addressed her lover. "I can see why you'd be upset, but I needed to talk to my granddaughters first. I hope you agree that it was the right move."

"I get it," Toby offered and nodded. "This world isn't one that gets talked about, for obvious reasons, so it's not like we'd just up and mention the sex party and its participants at family get-togethers."

"And I think it's wonderful that you two have hit it off," I shared and smiled at Shawna. "She mentioned how much you two had in common."

"Yeah, and the age difference?" Lana addressed. "Who cares. Look at Steph and me. Our couples are twice our age. We can't get enough of them. And we're all happy, love to be together, and have more orgasms than anyone outside of the porn industry. It's a win-win-win!" Lana's phone suddenly buzzed, so she held it up to show us why she was leaving the room.

"I guess it's just a bit of a shock," Shawna finally admitted and walked towards my grandma. "I was looking forward to seeing you today, but I hadn't heard from you. Is this why? You said you had an important meeting. I thought it was with a lawyer or something."

"This is why, but I wouldn't break our special number, my dear," Gram promised. "45 is a pretty great streak. Too bad we'll have to make the trip all the way back to your place," she whined.

"Not necessarily," I suggested and turned to look at my boyfriend. "We happen to have a very nice spare bedroom where our guests can stay if they'd like. You two would be welcome to use it."

"Actually, I'm kinda craving the group scene," Gram confessed as she turned to look at Shawna. "You've told me so much about them. Any chance we could get our voyeur jollies off here, maybe in the living room?"

"Even now, after months of being part of this lifestyle, I'm still amazed at how hot that sounds," Toby admitted. "I'm game if you are," he shared as he leaned down to put his lips by my ear. "I have every intention to make you scream even louder than they do," he whispered and then kissed my lobe.

"Oh, well then... heck yeah!" I announced and pointed in the direction of the room next to the kitchen.

"Hey, is it cool if Tom..." Lana began asking before she entered the kitchen. "What's going on?"

"We're having a little party in the living room," I informed my cousin and roommate, "and it's about to begin."

"Tom's on his way over," Lana shared. "Cool if we participate too?"

"I'm thinking it's going to be one room with three couples remaining with their partners," I answered.

"The more the merrier," Gram declared and slid her hands inside Shawna's shirt.

"Let's do this!" Lana exclaimed and walked over to our sound system to turn on some music. Tom didn't live too far away, and I was guessing LeAnn had another obligation. Three couples sexing it up in the living room. That sounded pretty normal to me. The fact that it was my boyfriend's mom with my grandmother, my cousin with her older lover, and me with my own boyfriend didn't phase me much at all. That would have knocked the socks off me before I would probably have simply fainted at hearing the idea only a year ago.

"Let's agree to wait til Tom gets here before we get to the good stuff," Toby requested. "Meanwhile, I think I'm gonna indulge in a little kiss with my girl." As Toby took me into his arms, he gave me a kiss that had my mind losing focus, my hormones running rampant, and my panties growing wet. It had been a while since we'd made out like that, and I really, really enjoyed it.

"Hey, baby," Tom greeted Lana in the kitchen. I smiled when I saw that Shawna had taken the sound of his voice to be the green light on the action. The two women had already been groping one another, shirts thrown off to the side, and sliding fingers every now and again into each other's panties, or at least that's what I caught sight of when I glanced over at them to see if they had been watching Toby do the same thing to me.

"You're just in time," Lana greeted her man and brought him into the living room. I leaned over and gave Tom a quick kiss even as I had my hands on the hem of Toby's shirt. Soon, the room was full of sounds of kissing, gentle moaning, and whispering. Clothes had been tossed over furniture and all over the floor.

"I think it's time for me to taste that pretty little pussy," Tom announced and made his way down my cousin's body with his mouth.

"Mmm, just what I was about to do myself," Gram announced as she made her way down to feast on Shawna.

"Can't let them have all the fun," Toby claimed and slid to the floor to wrap my legs around his neck. As Toby began his magical tongue twisting, I moaned and leaned back to enjoy it. Meanwhile, I thought I'd check out the other two couples in the room with me. Damn! Gram was going to town on Shawna. She was moaning already and, whoa... even I could sense the intensity of her work. Fuck, that was hot.

I felt Lana's hand reaching for mine as she patted the couch cushion between us. We held hands and squeezed them when we felt the moves that pushed us higher up that orgasm peak of which we were both aiming.

"Oh, Tom!" Lana exclaimed and squeezed my hand. "Mmm, I needed this! Yes, suck that clit!"

"Mae," Shawna panted. "Oh, you dirty bitch!" I swear I saw a few drips fall to the carpet beneath Gram's body. Oh, she got off on the dirty talk. Niiiiiiiicccceeee.

"Oh!" I exclaimed when I felt Toby using his fingers. "Toby! Yes! Oh, suck in that... clit! Yeeeeeesssssssssss!" I hissed.

"Ooo! That's my boy!" Shawna praised and then groaned. "Ooo, I think my lover likes it when someone else comes! She's step... step... stepping up her gaaaaaammmmeeeeeee! Oh, yessssssss!" she exclaimed and came all over Gram's face.

"Oh, fuck! That's so haaaaauuuuuutttttt!" Lana declared and came as she squeezed my hand almost painfully.

The three of us panted through our recoveries, while the other three cleaned up or took their places knowing their turns were most definitely next. Tom wanted his blowjob. Gram got in the position to sit on Shawna's face. And my amazing lover, Toby, was ready to fuck.

Round after round, we found several different positions to enjoy throughout the evening. Lana had paused and popped some dinner in the oven during one of the recovery periods. Naked trips to the bathroom or the kitchen for water bottles were not unusual. Music played throughout the house, and laughter could be heard being shared by any of the six of us participating in the evening's activities.

"One of these days," Gram declared to Lana and me when our men walked down the hall, "I might just ask to be part of your lesbian trysts. Would that make you feel awkward? I mean, I know I can get it anytime I want, and I do. I'm a horny slut, but I deserve to be. I hope you don't feel differently about me. Especially after what you heard us saying earlier."

"Oh, I totally do," Lana admitted and laughed. "I have such a higher opinion of you, and I already thought you were awesome! Watching you, Gram? That was hot. I'm totally hot to try it one day if Steph is. I think it should be with the both of us or not at all."

"Oh, I'm with her!" I declared and happily looked up at my naked boyfriend who'd walked up to stand behind me when he was finished cleaning up in the bathroom. "Hi, babe! How's it hangin'?"

"Depleted for now, but I was thinking. How about we head to bed. I've got an early class tomorrow."

"You guys go," Lana encouraged when I looked at my cousin to see what she thought about it. "I can clean up, see everyone out or to their room, and shut everything down. Love you. G'night," she shared and turned to talk to Tom who'd just approached her.

"Night, Ma," Toby offered and waved once she'd seen him. Toby and I headed to my room and stepped directly into the shower where we enjoyed our usual cleaning routine. We were all sexed out, but I had a feeling we'd probably wake up, talk about the evening, and then go at it once more. He kept some spare clothes at my place as well as in his truck, so he was covered to go ahead and leave directly from my place.

"I love you," I told him after a long, delicious kiss once settled in our bed. I no longer thought of it as mine. Even when I knew he was staying at home, I knew he'd be with me the next night or even a couple nights later. I trusted him, and he was so important to me. I couldn't wait to see what our future held.

Once I heard Toby's snores, I laid awake a little longer and processed the talk Lana and I had had with our grandma. What a load of information for one sit down meeting! Watching and hearing her having sex with Shawna was stimulating. It wasn't just that I was turned on by the noises, but that my 62-year-old grandma was a horny chick who still wanted to get some! That was inspiration enough for me! And I was certain Lana was thrilled to know her blood ran through our veins as well! We had much to look forward to! I couldn't wait.

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I'll admit that this part was written before the two which were recently posted. It flowed so beautifully that I just couldn't deny myself the opportunity to write it. And so it goes! More to come. Future plans, work issues, and more exciting trysts! Stay tuned & enjoy!