The sun was already up and it promised to be another sweltering day in Palm Springs. His feet raised desert dust as he ran and his face was covered in...sweat and streaked with dirt as the temperature was already beginning to rise.He was quite obviously a fit young man. His shoulders were broad, muscled from the fact that he swam competitively. His balance and graceful motion spoke of his years of intensive training in martial arts. Apart from physical fitness there was something else about him. She sipped on the glass of wine she’d poured for herself. Marilyn had had supper waiting when she came home, Penny was very happy to tell her about her interviews, and Marilyn had nearly demanded to see her work when she made mention of the box. ‘Finished,’ Marilyn called out setting the pen down. Penny dropped the only mildly scorched popcorn into a large plastic bowl and set it between them on the coffee table. Marilyn was in the corner of the sectional, and the stack of red covered papers on. As she came in, she said, "Oh, I got us some videos, they're on the table over there."When I turned to get them, I looked over and saw her standing in the doorway. She had changed into a tight pair of jeans and a tanktop which was lowcut and fit snugly with the same necklace and pendant nestled warmly between her lovely, soft breasts.I took out a video and got it started, not wanting to stare but so wanting to get another look at my attractive and, I must say, sexy, grandmother. She came over. She wasn’t at all. She seemed very intrigued by the concept. Alissa was wondering if any of our friends were sneaking off and having sex with each other. Alissa then made a comment that she wasn’t sexy enough to go to a party like that. I knew she was baiting me to tell her how good she looked but I didn’t care.I pretended to be a stranger picking her up at one of the Rolands' parties and to my surprise, she played along. I thought I was going to cum in my pants when my wife, who I had only.