Hafiz was now certain that his famous Grandmother was a dirty slut, and he felt sure she was ripe for seduction. The following Sunday he came home to find her watching television in the lounge as usual. She was wearing a short-sized night-gown and was curled up on the sofa.
“Hello Hafiz sona,” she said pleasantly as he entered. “Want to watch a little television with me?”
“Sure,” said Hafiz and sat down on the sofa next to her. They watched television and made conversation, but Hafiz made his lustful glances at her body a little more obvious than usual. Rukshana seemed to notice and her complexion became visibly flushed.
Her bare feet were tucked up alongside her and she squeezed her toes nervously. Rukshana had once or twice complained of aching feet, and Hafiz had suspected that she might have been fishing for a foot massage. Perhaps now was the time to offer her one.
“Feet aching again, Naanee ?” he asked casually.
“Oh, yes,” said Rukshana with a faint smile, “They do ache a little.”
“Would you like a foot massage?” enquired Hafiz carelessly. “Yes please. That would be nice.” She flicked off the television with the remote control and stretched her bare legs out towards her grandson, leaning back into the corner of the sofa for complete comfort.
Hafiz sat up and faced her, and gently lifted her right foot onto his lap. He then began massaging it slowly and luxuriously, kneading the sole of her foot with his thumbs. Rukshana’s breathing became a little heavier as she watched him rub her foot erotically. She moved her left foot against his leg and began slowly rubbing her toes across his thigh. That was the green light as far as Hafiz was concerned.
Still gripping her right foot, he lifted it to his mouth and gently kissed her big toe. He kissed each of her other toes and then sent a trail of kisses down her sole and back up to her toes again. He looked at his grandmother’s face and her eyes were closed, a look of breathless pleasure on her face. He then took her big toe into his mouth.
“Ohhhhhh,” murmured Rukshana as she felt her grandson’s wet, warm mouth engulf her toe. Hafiz sucked each toe for a minute or so before lifting up her other foot and performing the same ritual again, until the toes on each of her feet were moist and reddened. Then his mouth began to move from her feet to her ankles and up her pale legs. As he reached her thighs he gently untied the belt of her nightgown and pulled it open.
For the first time he saw her body naked, and it was an incredible sight. Her breasts were large and full, with ripe, erect nipples, and clearly visible beneath the dark curls of her public hair were the pink lips of her pussy.
“I love you, Naanee, I want to marry you, have you as my wife !” said Hafiz huskily, “I want to do everything to you!”
Rukshana’s dark eyes were alight with abandon, “Yes, Hafiz sona ! You can have me! You can do anything you like to me! I want you to use my body any way you like! I want you to treat me like a slut and fuck me stupid ! But I can’t marry you, you’re my grandson and don’t want to commit sin and crime by marrying you.”