’ I smiled. I wanted to meet Brent’s mother, of course, but mainly I wanted to be there for him as I knew it would be an emotional time. I had see...n him support me emotionally, and Alex, and Sarah. As strong as he was, I wanted to be there for him. Shopping would wait. This I was sure of. ‘Okay, I’d like that.’ He smiled then continued louder, ‘Folks could you excuse us? I need to go check on some things.’ Everyone started to protest but Ron cut them off. He knew what the call meant. He would. .i had always enjoyed the company and saw her assets from close quarters and back home i used think of her and..well that day was normal day and she was there as usual and bit dull and out of mood….in her bedroom saw a book with full of sex stories/incidents which mad me hard and asked her about the book…she avoided to answer and started crying….i went near her and cheered her up and she was becoming normal and my hand was on her hair and caressing her..basically trying to comfort her…..she. One of my best Grannies is Joan, a well built, sassy redhead from Chicago. She was somewhat stocky but made up for it with the nicest set of large boobs I have ever seen on a granny. They still had plenty of lift and always wore low cut tops; her cleavage poured out of her bra. Now being a big city girl she knew the score when it came to a guy like me. She knew I was fucking other women. I would call her looking for a date and she would ask “who did you fuck last night” I jokingly responded “it. They also agreed to grab a late lunch before picking up the minor from school for the conference.The five-foot-seven woman with shoulder-length, straightened, dark brown hair and warm bronze skin walked into the cafe. She carried a leather attache and wore a sleek red blazer and pencil skirt suit. Nathan stood and waved her over.“Mr, Spencer,” she said.“Please. Call me Nathan.”“Cool beans! I’m Celeste.”“I know,” he gave his Cheshire cat smile.“Shall we order?”“You already know what you want,”.