I love her family; but one of them too much – part 5

“What are you doing in my bed?” she shrieked, smacking me again.

Shit. Not good. I tried to calm her. “Do you remember anything about yesterday?”

She shook her head nervously.

“Nothing about William’s Steak House?”

“No,” she whispered.

I reached out and took her hand in mine. “Kate, you know that sometimes you think I’m Bob, right?”

It took her a few seconds to respond. It was with tears. “My Bob’s gone.”

It broke my heart, and I pulled her back down into the bed, holding her. “I know. The best man I ever knew.”

She nodded, letting me hold her while she cried. I stroked her back, trying to calm her, kissing the top of her head. “Did we …?”

“Yes. We do it a lot. You’re pretty incredible, you know. A very sexy, very naughty girl.”

She looked up at me, with a tiny little smile. “A lot?”

“Almost every day. Twice last night.”

“Oh!” She did that hand over the mouth thing, and it made me smile.

“Kate knows. She wants us to be together, when you think I’m your Bob. You’re so happy for hours, even days afterward.”

“But you’re my granddaughter’s husband!”

“We’re family, Kate. We all love you.” I leaned back, drawing her with me. She lay against my side.

“This is kind of crazy,” she said. “Where is everyone?”

“They went to SeaWorld. It’s just us two until late tonight.”

She was quiet, her hand running over my chest. She turned her head, and kissed my shoulder lightly. “You’re a better man than any of us deserve, Glover.”

You have to understand, this was the woman I’d been loving most of the summer. She was hurting, concerned. I took her chin and tilted her head up so I could kiss her. “If I’m a better man, it’s because you and Grandpa made me that way. You remember how I was.”

She chuckled. “You were a little shit. But we all recognized that there was more to you than that, and Kate loved you.” Grandma pouted. “You’re Kate’s husband, not mine. This isn’t right.”

“I love you, Kate. I love both my Kate’s. We’ve talked about this a lot. This isn’t the first time I’ve been in your bed at night. It’s Ok.” I grinned, and gave her a kiss with a little tongue. “It’s better than Ok, you’re a wild woman.”

Her blushing was adorable. “I’m twice your age, Glover.”

I ran my hand down her side, until it rested on her bottom. “And usually twice as horny. Grandpa was a lucky man.”

That got a smile out of her. “Yes he was, wasn’t he? But he was a good man and deserving.”

“Aren’t I deserving?” I teased.

Her eyes opened wide, and she laughed. Then her hand was running down my front, holding my growing erection. “You’re certainly a good man. I still can’t believe we’re here. In my marital bed.”

I laughed, tugging her closer, squeezing her bottom. “Believe it, beautiful.”

Her hand was moving slowly, squeezing a bit, feeling my hardness. “We’re naked,” she whispered. “I never sleep naked.”

“You were a little tipsy last night, and came to bed in your panties. We lost those pretty quickly. You wore me out, wild thing.”

She was blushing again, her hand stroking me. Then she was kissing me, tugging me toward her. I got the hint and moved over her, between her legs. “Gently,” she said. “It’s been a long time, Glover.”

I nodded. “Almost eight hours.”

“Maybe for you, but for me it feels like it’s been years.” Her hand was holding my erection, moving it, guiding me home.

It took a bit of effort. Grandma was different from Bob’s girl. But we kept with it, and before long I was deep inside of her. I kissed her, and saw the glistening in her eyes. “I love you, Kate. This is wonderful.”

The first moan made me cautious, nervous. Her hands clenched my ass cheeks, and pulled me into her, and I knew it was Ok. It was a long, glorious, time, with lots of expressions of love. She lay beneath me, her eyes closed, responding amazingly. “So good,” she whispered. “Bang me, Glover. Bang this naughty woman.”

I took her more forcefully, still a little nervous. But I knew her by now, and knew her words. “Come for me, Kate,” I growled into her ear, thrusting deeply.

She came sweetly, not very vocal, but her body response left no doubt. “Love me, honey,” she gasped.

I did, and when I came inside of her, she shuddered in my arms.

I eased off of her, stroking her body. Alright, it wasn’t a young woman’s body, nothing like my wife’s. Her skin wasn’t nearly as tight, her breasts were smallish, and didn’t sag too much. It was an older woman’s body, but to me, it was still incredibly sexy.

She smiled shyly and pushed me away. “Don’t look at me, Glover.”

“You’re gorgeous, Kate. And I’ll look at you whenever I want to.”

She blushed again. It was kind of funny, Grandma probably blushed more that morning, then she had in all the time I’d known her. “I was very pretty, you know,” she said. “I could wrap most any man around my little finger.”

“I know. You still are. You’re an incredible woman, Kate. I love being with you. I love making you happy.”

She giggled, and cuddled up to me. “We do it a lot?”

“A lot.”

“Can we do it again?”

That brought a smile to my lips. “It will take a while. Twice last night, and again this morning. I’m not a young man,” I teased.

She sat up and kissed me. “I bet I can help with that.” Then Grandma was moving south, her mouth in action. She was good. Very good.

“Wow, you’re so much better than Bob’s girl, Kate.”

She pulled up smiling. “Is that what you call me? Bob’s girl?”

I nodded. “When you’re like that, it’s difficult to think of you as Grandma. You act so much younger, so different.”

She sucked me for a few seconds, then pulled up. “You know, I never did this for him, until long after we’d had Hailey. It was about ten years in. Back then, good girls didn’t suck cock.”

“I got that feeling. You and I, we still don’t do it very often.”

“Relax, Glover, and let me show you how much I learned from Bob over the years.”

Like I said, she was good. Very good. Great event. It wasn’t long before she had me hard as nails. She was careful as she mounted me, and sighed sweetly as she took my length. “Do you really think I’m pretty?”

“Beautiful, Kate.”

She was quiet as she rode me. I saw her get that distant look as she gazed at the headboard. Bill and Kate said. Her hand reached out and traced the letters.

“Kate does that.”

She looked down at me, and smiled, with a hint of tears in her eyes. “You can’t understand, Glover. What it means to us. Do you think he’d be angry with me?”

“No, Kate. Not a chance. That man loved you like crazy. He’d want you to be happy. He knows you’ve always been a little naughty.”

“I never cheated on him, Glover. Not once. Not even close. I kissed a lot of men, and teased them, but I was a good and faithful wife. You’re only the second man I’ve been with in my entire life.”

“I know, Kate. I know Bob’s girl pretty well by now. You’re a big tease and a flirt, and you may use your charms to help business, but you’re a good woman, if a bit naughty. I bet he loved the naughty you.”

She grinned, and moved back and forth easily on my cock. “He adored me. It was obvious to everybody. Especially when I was naughty to him.”

“I get it, believe me. You’re an incredible, sexy woman, Kate.”

She leaned down and kissed me. “Hush, honey. It’s time to be naughty.”

* * *

Grandma was at her best that day. We called the family and checked in, and I spent a little time on the computer, making sure that my part was still done. We were still waiting for two more guys to finish their stuff.

She joined me in the workshop, and told stories. Stories from back then. She was in a wonderful mood, and we held hands a lot. We laughed, and we kissed. She giggled, and groaned when I took her after lunch, on the ottoman. “Out-fucking-standing,” I told her, and she smiled. It made me feel good to see her so happy.

I took her out to an early dinner and she told me more tales. Intimate tales of her naughty days. How she could entice Grandpa into doing her whenever she wanted. In parks, in the truck, in a customer’s house when nobody was around.

We relaxed in the living room, with Grandma in my lap, sipping wine, my hand inside her dress, teasing her through her panties. She was giggly, a little tipsy, whispering naughty things in my ear.

When the family showed up, tired after a long day, I unpacked the vehicle, and sent Mom and Dad on their way. The kids were eating snacks, and Kate and Grandma were talking. I had a sneaky feeling I’d be hearing a lot more about that.

Grandma took over the kids, and Kate dragged me outside to the porch. Alright, I was pretty nervous. She sat in my lap, in Grandma’s chair. “We missed you,” she said.

“I missed y’all, especially you.”

She gave me a twisted smile. “Grandma seems to be in a great mood. I hear she had a bit of a scare this morning.”

I nodded. “Scared me. I thought she was going to beat me to death when she found me in her bed this morning. I went to bed with Bob’s girl, and woke up with an upset Grandma.”

“She says you worked it out. She sounds great. Happy.”

“We did. We talked a lot. About what’s been happening, and about her and Grandpa. She’s still a little upset, I think.”

She sighed and leaned against my chest. “What are we going to do, Glover? Is this how it’s going to be for the next ten years? I want her to be happy, but I’m worried about us.”

“I don’t know, Kate. I do know that she’s not a threat to us. You’re my wife. I love you more than anything. We can work this out. Maybe we should bring the family in on it. I don’t know what to do either.”