"Yes, but that was all just fun and games," Nana pointed out but finally, I believe, considering the possibility that I wasn't speaking theoretically.

"No Samantha," I shook my head, my hands slowly caressing their way further up her leg. "I was completely serious."

"So, you're saying you'd fuck your Nana tonight if I permitted you?" she asked bluntly, looking down at my hands, which were now caressing her lower thighs under her dress.

"No," I corrected, "I would happily fuck my beautiful sexy date."

Nana looked at Mom, unnerved by the sudden dangerous shift in what had been a lighthearted if flirty conversation.

Mom said, "Ask me another question, ...