I had helped him to manage Elizabeth's affairs, grateful that her curious pick up should be willing to take an interest in the mess that she and Andre...w had managed to create. I suppose I patronised him at first, but he never held it against me. He learned quickly and we were soon partners and then friends. His drive and ability were amazing, un-blunted by the twenty years of drifting since he left school.It made good sense to spend time and care on the Lawley business. I'd had a quick look in. The bitch is a bit snobbish at times. I really don?t like any racist behaviour and this is one thing my wife just can?t get ? all of us are really same no matter what colour we are born with. Anyway, the elevator stopped again at the 40th floor and the old black janitor got in, having finished his job for the day getting ready to go home. He pulled the cleaning trolley in possible to ?deposit? back in the Facilities office on the 1st floor. While doing so, he accidentally brushed against my. We liked the same movies. Like I said, it'd been a nice thing. I realized then that I'd probably miss him more than I'd suspected. He treated me well, and that counted for a lot."Oh well," I told myself. "That's how they go."I went to make lunch and discovered I was nearly out of food. Technically it was Adrienne's turn to shop, but she was almost never around to do it. By the time I got back from the store and lugged all my groceries up the steps, I only had a few hours to make dinner, eat it,. THen suddenly she starting grunting a "Oh, oh...". I loved the feel, the look of her ass, and her sounds. I started to thrust harder. In less than a couple of seconds I was thrusting hard. I was lost, couldn't think streight. All I knew was I was fucking my grandmother and I didn't want to stop. I let her arm go and grabbed her hips as I thrusted. I was no longer holding her down and I was shocked when she didn't fight to get away. She just lay there with her eyes closed, trying to hold back.