Visiting
Where do I begin? Just after I turned 18 and started University, I took a break and stayed with my Nan. One morning, inadvertently, I happened to catch her coming out of the bathroom, with just a towel around her waist. Her large breasts were hanging low on her chest, nearly touching the top of her belly. This protruded out like a sack of meatballs – with large bumps all over. As I got a quick glimpse of these glorious boobs, Nana noticed me and turned away from me.
I was 22 and about a third of the way through my studies when my mother thought it would be a good time for me to visit Nana, as she had been going downhill lately and it might be the last time I would get to see her. I had been to visit her over the years but I did want to see her once again, just in case.
Mom intended to come with me and stay a few days but she had a call from work and had to stay behind to organise some new accounts. She arranged to follow me in a few days.
I arrived at Nan’s on a Wednesday evening about 7pm. Unfortunately, Nana had already gone to bed, so that I just knocked on her door to say Hello and Goodnight to her. When she heard my knock, she bade me come in. I opened the door slightly and she was sitting up in bed with a book in her hand. I crossed the room and sat on the side of her bed and gave her a soft kiss on her cheek.
“Good evening Nan, lovely to see you again.”
“Greg honey, I’m so glad you have arrived safely. How long are you going to stay, sweetie?"
“I should be here a couple of weeks I think, Mom is going to join us at the end of my stay and we will drive together.”
“That sounds good honey, I will catch up you in the morning OK. “
I leant over and placed another kiss upon her cheek and said, “Goodnight again Nan, Love you."
A little about my Nan. Although she didn’t have very long to live, she was only 54 years old. She was suffering with a form of Terminal Cancer. I was not quite sure of its name but did know that she didn’t have too long to go. In her prime, she was a beauty. A full figured lady, with breasts about 36D. She stood about 5’5” and had an hourglass figure. From the rear she showed a voluptuous pair of buns. She had dark chestnut hair and gleaming green eyes that were forever smiling. I never saw her with a frown on her face. A very happy person all round.
My Mom was built along similar lines to Nan, except that her hair was jet black and she had deep brown eyes. Her breasts were about the same at 36D and she had the same hourglass figure with a blossoming behind.
Back to the story. When I awoke the next morning, I drifted downstairs, expecting my Nan to still be in bed. She wasn’t though. She was standing in the kitchen with just a robe over her nightclothes.
I went up behind her and kissed her good morning on the back of her neck.
“Good morning back to you too my sweet, glad to see you up this early. I thought you might sleep in, as you had a long drive yesterday.”
“No Nan, I feel very fresh this morning,” I replied.
I sat at the kitchen table and watched as she prepared breakfast for both of us.
"Is there anything I can do to help, Nan.”
“No darling, I am quite organised. I have been so looking forward to this visit. After all, you are my favourite grandson.”
“Oh Nan, your only grandson, you mean,” I said laughingly.
“Still my favourite though,” she giggled.
She then dished up bacon, eggs, hash browns and sausages. She had already set the table so we both sat and ate breakfast, conversing on general issues. She asked about Mom and I told her again that Mom would join us as soon as possible and then drive back home with me.
“So how are you getting on at University, and what subjects are you taking this year?” sSe asked.
“Well, as you know I am doing a Law Degree and this year I am concentrating on Commercial Law. There are a couple of other subjects but that is my priority.”
“Sounds like you are doing well then.”
“Yes Nan, I am enjoying it. Sometimes I wish I had taken a Medical degree instead. I may have been able to help you more. I would have known a lot more about your particular condition. I would love to be able to help you, Nan.”
My darling boy, just coming to visit is enough. You know that I love you. You will always be in my heart. Now and when I have passed.”
“Don’t let's look too far into the future Nan, I am here now and I just want us to enjoy our time together, OK.”
“Righto, my darling. You’ve said it. Just be happy together.”
That day was just a quiet day, we sat out in the garden and just talked and rested. Nan had her shower but still only donned her robe . I noticed that she did not wear a bra, just a pair of panties.
This started to turn me on a little. I took every chance I had to glance at her body as she got up and down from her lounge chair. I shouldn’t feel like this, I told myself. I was her grandson.
A little about me. My name is Greg and I stand about 5’ 11” with a pretty solid physique. I have jet-black hair like my Mon and green eyes like my Nan. I kept fairly fit with gym workouts at the University and I was pretty well versed in the anatomy of ladies. I’d had a few relationships but wasn’t interested as yet in settling down with any one lady. I had a long way to go with my studies. I also had a ‘crush’ on an older lady.
That night, Nan decided that she was going to sit up and watch TV with me. I asked what type of movie she wanted to watch and she told me “just a nice, romantic one, baby."
I put in the DVD of Last Tango in Paris, which I found in her DVD cupboard.