"But what is it that makes you think that the average female gets wiggly at the thought of grandpa lusting after her?" Wiggly?"She rolled her eyes. "E...cited ... disposed to the attentions of a male ... turned on."It sounded like my playful attempt to compliment her had backfired."Look," I said soothingly. "It was just a bad turn of the phrase. I'm not trying to get into those lusciously filled jeans, and I promise not to go all caveman on you without warning. Culture can control biology once. I ran slow romantic music on the speaker. Once she was out of the bathroom, I went in to take the shower. After the shower, I came out in my shorts and saw Anitha watching TV in the hall. I walked to her. Then I looked into her eyes she blushed and lowered her head to see the floor.I lifted her face gently and placed a small peck on her forehead. I lifted Anitha from the sofa, walked to the bedroom and placed on the bed. Her face was stern with no hint of a smile. So, I told her, “Oye, don’t be. Given the lack of space to move away I did not protest & allowed him to continue.The boy was pretty encouraged & through the saree was now feeling the outline of my panty and then with a finger, tried to slide it under the panty so that he could feel the softness of my buttocks better. In spite of me I could feel a little thrill about the whole thing…. Let a strange man touch me in my intimate areas.He now moved his hand to the lower portion of my buttocks and begins to push his finger directly. I told him this wasn’t the first time and then I think his girl friend wanted some privacy and they decided to go home. I walked them to the door and locked up. When I came back into the living room they were not there. I walked into our bedroom and he was between her legs pounding away. I grabbed a beer and sat back and watched. He fucked her for a long time, then when he was ready to cum he sat up and shot all over her breasts and face. He rolled off her and I took his place between her.