He had even made a point that if she had worn underwear on a night out, that he found them and slipped them on over his own flesh before they were was...ed, pretending to be her, imagining those roaming hands against his own virgin skin.Troy stretched up on his toes and reached towards the back of the topmost shelf. After a moment, his questing fingers found what he was looking for. He lacked the grace and dexterity of his sister and the zips on many dresses defied his meagre contortionist. I wanted to fuck her so bad!It startled me as I found myself whispering out "Grandma!" I froze and gulped hard realizing what I had done. She heard me, the motion of her hands stopped and she turned to face me. There was a lot of tension in her whispered reply "Come in here," she said. "Please!"I walked into her room, my cock fully engorged and bulging out of my briefs. I stood next to her bed, my cock even with her face, she then reached over (I thought I was going to explode)and started. " Amanda said as she left the back room and closed the heavy door behind her. The door bell rang a second time and Amanda called out, "I'm coming. " Reaching the door she looked out the window on the side and saw that it was Heather's teenage daughter Melissa. Heather opened the front door, "Melissa! " Stepped forward and gave her one of those fake girl friend hugs. "Hi, Mrs Ballard, sorry to bother you, but have you seen..." Oh please, Mrs Ballard makes me seem so old, please call me. Walden was a bit eccentric, and she was starting to believe it. Most science professors didn’t require students to write a 15 paged research paper unless they were a grad student doing a thesis or something! Did he think he was an English professor or something? She had returned to school the previous semester after a short failed career teaching middle school science. Sometimes she wondered what the hell she was doing. She was nearly 30 and still had not moved on to graduate school or found a.