But now two weeks had gone by with no sex at all! His wife felt that since she had to sacrifice that he should also, so a hand job, much less a blow job, were out of the question. This left Brent to the limited satisfaction of his own hand now and then.

When Brent got home form work on Friday afternoon, his mother was at his house looking in on his wife.

"Hi Mom."

"Hello dear, are you working tomorrow?"

"No why?"

"Well your Grand mother has a plumbing problem out at the farm house. I thought maybe you could drive out this afternoon and if it got too late you could spend the night."

His mother could see the concern on his face about leaving his wife alone in her condition.

"Oh don't worry about Darla; I'll stay here with her while you are gone."

A short time later found Brent on the road to his Grand Mother's. She lived about 70 miles away on the farm where she and his Grand Father had raised crops and cattle. But since his Grand Father had died three years ago, the farm became just a house where his Grand mother lived. She sold off a lot of the land they used to farm and leased out the rest. The barn became just a storage area for different things she collected over the years. She had the house completely remodeled and even had a swimming pool put in so she could exercise. At age 63 she looked a lot younger. She was a little plump, but that didn't detract from the fact that at a young age she was a looker and still looked very good for her age.

Brent knew the farm very well. As a young boy he would spend nearly all of his summer vacation from school there helping out on the farm. He was glad he did since it made him see that he never wanted to grow up and be a farmer. But he also great full to his Grand parent's for helping his mother get him through college. As he drove his horny streak hit him and he felt himself get an erection. He reached down and gave himself a little rubbing, whishing his wife was able to fuck.

But as he slowly massaged his aching muscle his mind drifted to his Grand mother! He remembered when he was only thirteen and was staying on the farm. After breakfast, his Grandpa had told him to go out into the tool shed and start straightening it out. In cleaning the shed he came across a few things that he felt could be thrown out, but he didn't want to unless he talked to his Grandpa first.

Finding the house empty he headed out into the barn. As he entered he heard his Grandma's voice.

"You are so nasty! What's gotten into you this morning?" ......(cont)