Hidden Secrets (Closed for BeachBum)

Seeing Gram outside the bathroom and hearing her dispatch Susan was a little disappointing to Robbie. He had hoped that Susan and he would continue their little get-together, but Gram put an end to it.

He watched Susan head away and took note of what room she was staying in. Gram's actions also had him confused. His grandmother was commenting on his body and running her fingers over it as well. What exactly was going on here?

Doing as Gram had said, he walked Gram down the hall to her room. The house was much quieter now than when he had gone into the bathroom to take a shower. How long he had been in there with Susan was anybody's guess. Robbie had certainly lost track of time.

When they got to the door to Gram's room, Robbie stopped and looked at his grandmother. "Well Gram, goodnight. I hope that you had a nice birthday and that you enjoyed the party. I am really glad I came." He tried to keep from smiling as he reached to open the door for his grandmother.
 
The woman who had always been a rock at the center of Robbie's life looked up at him. She smiled softly as he opened the door and said good night.

"It has been a nice birthday Robert. And I am glad you are coming into the family so nicely after all these years." she said with a knowing smile. Although she was now seventy her genes and life of leisure left her a widow looking barely sixty. She had a brood of family and a full life for sure.

She looked up at him as he towered over her with her platinum hair down over the white cotton nightshirt that was draped over her shoulders. Looking down Robbie could not help but notice her cleavage visible where the untied lace of the nightshirt laid open. She look another slow look up and down the young man and said "Robert, you know there is one thing missing from a birthday this good?" with the tone of a high school girl being dropped off by a boy afraid to kiss her. The tension in the doorway was palpable as Robbie felt the impossible, the most forbidden, most taboo of taboos rising in his obscene thoughts.

She looked at him seemingly lost in his thoughts, "it's not that hard to figure out boy?" she said reaching her soft hand out to his arm with a subtle, quiet touch.
 
Robbie looked down at his grandmother. His eyes focused momentarily on her cleavage. Quickly, he diverted his eyes back to hers. He could not believe that he was looking at his grandmother like that.

He hadn't felt this way with either of his aunt's or with his cousin, but, now, being this close to his grandmother, he was wondering what was going on. "Gram?" was all he could say at the moment.

Was she really saying what he thought she was saying? He couldn't believe that he was in this situation. Did gram really want what Aunt Elizabeth, Aunt Mary and Susan had wanted... what they had received from him?

Standing there in nothing but a towel in front of Gram who was wearing a sheer nightshirt, Robbie felt a bit aroused. He tried to tell himself that it was wrong, but what was going through his mind did not convince his body.
 
Gram knew what he was fighting. It was so wrong, so taboo, but she could see by the rising tide in the towel his body was winning.

"It is genetic baby. There is nothing you can do. Eventually you had to come to us" she said softly laying her hand on his arm. "Eventually you had to give us your seed."

he opened her door and said "you don't have to do anything you don;t want to honey. I would enjoy a little present. If only some of your wonderful body lotion for my late night facial." Her smile was sweet and wicked all at once as she walked into the master bedroom where a fire was lit int he fire place and a canopy bed stood enormous in the flickering shadows.

"You may never get this opportunity again Robbie" she said turning towards him in the doorway.
 
Robbie could not believe what he was hearing. Gram was very attractive for her age, but he never had thought of her in that way. His head was still spinning from everything that had happened today, and now......

“But...but... Gram.” He paused; looking straight at her. “You are my grandmother and, well, uh.” All of The confidence that Robbie had gained throughout the day had abandoned him at this moment.

He was frozen. He did not know what to do. He couldn’t walk away from Gram. He didn’t know what he should do. He just stared.
 
Gram looked at Robbie with the kind loving eyes she always had. She smiled her calming, "I understand" smile and turned to face him.

"I know dear, it was awkward when my grandfather came to my bed, way back when. But afterward there was such a feeling of oneness, of being part of something bigger than myself. I was able to give an old man a joy and experience few know." she said calmly explaining why her grandson having been intimate with her daughters and grand daughter should come into her bed.

She looked away and then back as if giving up a secret, "as good as those girls may have been to you, I am the alpha. I have given approval to all men allowed into this house. So, if you want to come back and enjoy the comforts of this house and those who live here, you need to live up to a certain standard."

Seeing Robbie was still not convinced she said "I am not as frail and weak as you may fear. I have a few more wrinkles but I can still rock your world." she said with a wink. "Close the door behind you and let Gram have a taste of what I hear is a sizable endowment." she said turning and walking back to the bed.
 
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