They had various themes. We were well known enough that usually no one messed with us.One day Yuki, Tula and I were walking through the restaurant con...ourses when a Marine walked up to Yuki and smacked her hard on the butt. Her hand flew back to protect her rear and blocked the second blow. The Marine then leveled Yuki with a right backhand to the face. By then I arrived and pulled the man off Yuki. He swung at me, which I ducked. At that point the Marine discovered that a naval boot to the. He didn't hear me come in or see me. I watched him for a while and then snuck out. As I crossed the street, my panties were so wet that I felt like I peed myself. I went home and masturbated, all the while picturing that beautiful hard cock. As the months went on, we talked about everything. We talked about my marriage and about his divorce. His ex wife was the last woman he had been with. They had been divorced for nearly ten years. Soon the subject turned to the day I walked in on him. He. "Grandma? Did you get off since I was last here?"Not a sound, but her lips moved, "No."That surprised me, and I wondered if I was here, manipulating and humiliating my grandparent, wrongly. That intuition I had, that she was a woman from a different era, an era where the man was the boss and where her pleasure only made her only feel guilt - was I wrong?"No?"Again the minutes passed by with not a movement or a word."I'm starting to worry about you grandma, you are a beautiful sexy woman, I. ”“Stop being so damn dramatic and get your narrow ass in that house.”I was crestfallen as I watched my mom’s montecarlo hit the streets for the airport. I picked up my backpack and trudged up the stairs and knocked on Etta’s door. Etta answered the door with her large, chunky frame wrapped in a house coat that was barely covering her underwear. I was visually privy to her humongous knockers and the inflated stretch mark covered thighs. “Come on in boy!!” She half laughed and I was bear hugged.