Randy Lincoln

Even Grandmas get it!

CHAPTER ONE

Helen never consciously intended to fuck her son, Jason. She didn't set out deliberately to seduce him. As she told herself later, it just happened. The drinks they had after dinner released their inhibitions and nature simply took its horny course.

It was a warm Sunday evening and they were sitting together in the living room. Jason was leafing through a magazine and Helen was idly watching him, marveling at how handsome he looked in the glow of the lamplight.

Breaking the silence, she said, "Oh, Jason. I bought a sexy new outfit today."

"You did?" He looked up from the magazine.

"Yes for a party next month. Would you like me to model it for you?"

"Yeah, sure."

"All right, I will. I'd like to get your reaction." She finished her drink and stood up. "Okay. Just give me five minutes and then come up to my room. Oh, and fix us another round of drinks."

Burning with anticipation, Helen hurried upstairs to her bedroom and began getting undressed. She had caught the glint in Jason's eye and knew that he shared her sense of excitement.

Helen enjoyed playing a sort of game with her son, a time of erotic teasing. She liked to spice up breakfast, for instance, by leaning across the table to give him a glimpse down the front of her nightgown. Or she would wiggle her shapely ass at hip when she wore tight jeans or shorts. It was something she did almost unconsciously, and of them behaved as if neither was aware of what was really going on.

A knock sounded at her door, which she had left ajar. She finished tying her belt and said, "Come on in."