For being 75 she had great looking breasts. I froze like a deer in the headlight. She looked up and said "I should remember to close the door." I stut...ered something stupid, like "we are all family" and proceeded to my room.For months I keep reliving that moment. I found myself fantasizing about it at least once a week. In March of this year I was told Gramma was going to coming visiting once again and would be staying for a month. Knowing Gramma was very nosy. I devised a simple plan to see if. That'll change your attitude." I didn't want to think about it. Just moving with a wide-load sign on my butt and a rack that would make a moose jealous was bad enough. I cringed, remembering closing the hood on my tits last week. And I was supposed to get them squashed flatter than that for a mammogram? Owww. We pulled into out little patch of wilderness. Negotiating the gravel drive and walk was a pain in five-inch heels. Another of the side effects. Neither of us could wear shoes without. Knowing full well that without some action on my part, my wife would be stuck fucking a chubby little man with a tiny dick for the rest of her life. She would never get to feel the pleasure, the fullness that an adequately sized man might bring her. I was a failure trying to perform the basic duty of a man to bring his wife to her orgasm without requiring her to masturbate first. I began to visualize a man, a virile man an alpha male that could bring her to orgasm time and time again.I. When I unlocked the back door to the deck I was greeted with yells of "It's about time" and "What kept you" and then everyone trooped into the house and headed for the bedroom. The girls stopped long enough to kiss me on the cheek and give me instructions. Helen said, "I'm weaning Sasha from breast feeding so there are three bottles in the diaper bag" and then Devon picked her up and carried her away. Next Sandy told me that the red bottles were for Mikey and the blue bottles were for Dawn and.