After having enjoyed themselves in the bathroom for quite so ti, Oliver and Mia finally stepped out of the shower, fresh and clean, both having a huge smile on their faces.
It didn't take long for them to put on their clothes. Which was nothing more than a simple shirt and shorts for Oliver.
For Mia, she chose a nice tank top that exposed a lot of cleavage along with mini shorts that rode high on her legs, showing off her thick thighs.
When they were all done, both mother and son stepped out into the living room, where they found Adam still sitting in the sa spot on the couch. Except now there was soone else who sat right next to him.
As soon as Oliver saw his grandmother, he broke out into a run towards her and pulled Jane into an embrace. "Grandma, I missed you!"
Jane chuckled and wrapped her arms around her grandson, returning the hug. "It's only been a few weeks since we saw each other last... Why do you always act as if you haven't seen for months or years?"
"You know , Grandma. I always miss you." Oliver flashed his grandmother a warm smile and pulled away. "By the way, you're looking great today, as usual."
His eyes took in his grandmother's appearance, from head to toe. She wore a yellow one-piece sumr dress that reached down to her mid-thigh and revealed enough of her cleavage to make most n drool.
Her long, straight black hair ran down to her waist in a shiny, silky manner that made her seem even more attractive. And her skin seed smooth as silk, showing no signs of aging, unlike other ladies her age.
She could pass as a woman in her late thirties or early forties with those looks of hers. It was no wonder why many n always hit on her whenever she went out.
Jane noticed how her grandson's gaze lingered on her body for a mont longer than she expected. "Now, now, Oliver, stop looking at your grandmother like that. It makes feel embarrassed... Anyway, you've changed a lot since the last ti I saw you." She said after scanning Oliver's form up close, seeing how he gave off a more confident, attractive vibe than before.
"Have I? I think you're just exaggerating, Grandma." Oliver scratched his head while smiling at his grandmother. "Anyway, where were you all this ti? I an, after what happened last ti... I kind of expected you to visit a lot more often. Yet all this ti, you never once dropped by to see ."
Jane smiled at his question, understanding exactly what her grandson ant by asking sothing like that.
"Oh honey, don't tell you were thinking about doing sothing naughty with your grandma while waiting for to co and visit? Is that the real reason why you've been waiting this whole ti for my arrival, hm?"
The question caused Oliver to freeze for a brief mont, unsure whether to laugh or cry. Was this his grandma's idea of a joke?
"What are you talking about, Grandma?" Oliver shook his head in denial. "That’s not why I missed you. I just wanted to spend so ti together, with you doting on like you always do."
Jane grinned from ear to ear when her grandson acted all innocent and pure. Of course, she knew that he was telling the truth, but she also knew that Oliver wasn't as pure as before, even if he looked like an angelic boy from the outside.
After witnessing how he went wild and fucked her the last ti they did it, she knew better than anyone else in the room right now that he had changed a lot. But it was nothing bad; instead, it was sothing good since that made him beco much more charming than before.
'Such a handso, sweet young man...' Jane thought to herself, unable to peel her eyes off of Oliver's form.
Afterward, she moved her gaze to the other woman in the room and shot her a glare. "Mia, you should control your voice a bit more next ti. What if there happened to be so guests over that could hear everything you two do? Wouldn't that cause trouble?"
Mia giggled, covering her mouth with her hand. "Sorry about that, Mother. I promise I'll tone it down next ti we do it. Anyway, let's all sit down and enjoy dinner, shall we? I made your favorite tonight: lasagna."
With those words, everyone sat down around the table, each grabbing their own plate. Then they dug in with relish.
"Mhmmm!" Jane couldn't help but moan when she took her first bite out of the cheesy, gooey goodness. "It's delicious!" She said after swallowing another piece of her al. "As always, it tastes wonderful."
"I agree, it's so good. I swear, Mom, no matter how many tis you make this dish, it keeps tasting better and better." Oliver added with a smile.
"Hehe, thank you both. That's good to know." Mia said and glanced at Adam sitting next to her, who nodded in agreent and continued eating in silence.
The four of them ate their als, chatting amongst each other about their everyday lives. And while Mia did most of the talking, everyone seed happy and content.
After they finished devouring their delicious als, they retreated to the couch in the living room, where Oliver sat down next to his grandmother.
"So, Grandma... Is there any reason why you ca here so suddenly? I an, not that I don't appreciate you visiting us. I'm just a little curious. Did sothing happen?"
Adam also looked at his mother, noticing the hint of annoyance written across her face. "You did say you had sothing important to tell us, right?"
"Indeed..." Jane sighed as she shook her head slowly. "Henry called earlier today."
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