Granny was cautiously happy as she put the key in the lock of the old farmhouse. It had been a long time since she had been out of the city, and even longer since she had been to her childhood home. She had returned to the farmhouse to stay for a while, hoping to find some peace and quiet, away from the hustle and bustle of city life.
With trepidation, Granny pushed the door open and stepped inside. The familiar musty smell of the farmhouse made her feel immediately nostalgic. It was strange to see the house, untended and forgotten after all these years, but this was the kind of place Granny was hoping to find seclusion and privacy.
Granny explored the main floor of the house, taking in the bedroom, kitchen and living room. Nothing seemed to have changed, but the dust was thick in most of the rooms. She tried to open the windows in the bedrooms, but the locks were firmly shut. Shrugging, she decided to leave the windows closed and explore the second floor.
She was apprehensive now, as she went up the creaky old staircase. There had never been any unpleasantness in this house before, but Granny couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. Nonetheless, she explored the upstairs and soon discovered that the entire second floor was devoted to a single enormous bedroom.
Granny looked around warily, but she soon noticed that the room was far from ordinary. The bed was large and with bright red sheets and a cream-colored comforter. There was also a large mirror mounted in the corner of the room, a vanity with a variety of makeup and perfume bottles and a paperback novel on the nightstand, ready for cozy evening reading.
Granny slowly gathered that there was purpose to this room: Someone was expecting a particular kind of company. Granny smiled in mischief and delight as she realized her suspicions were accurate.
Granny found a small note on the dresser that read:
“Welcome Grandma. I’ve prepared this room for your stay. Please enjoy the pleasures of a night spent under the stars with no one to discover your secret affairs.”
Granny smiled in delight as the note stirred a hidden desire she hadn’t been brave enough to act on in years. She finally felt liberated!
Granny took a leisurely bath and changed into her nightgown before lying in bed with her novel and a glass of wine. As she reclined in the bed, she noticed a pattern of stars above her drawn with white chalk.
Granny knew she was in for a night of passionate adventure and reached out to turn off the light. She closed her eyes and was barely able to contain her excitement when a tall, dark and handsome figure appeared in the darkness of the room.
Granny gasped in surprise and she knew immediately that this was why she had been sent to the farmhouse. The man crept closer, and as he removed his shirt, Granny could see the muscles of his body in the dim light.
Granny felt emboldened by the man’s presence and began to caress his body. She felt his skin quiver in response to her gentle touch, and he took her hands in his and placed them around his neck.
The man leaned in and pressed his lips against Granny’s, and a sensation of pure pleasure and happiness flooded her body. As the two kissed passionately, Granny felt her inhibitions melt away and she closed her eyes, losing herself in the moment.
Granny opened her eyes as the man pulled away, and he smiled at her. It was clear that he had enjoyed the experience just as much as she did. The man then began to explore Granny’s body with his hands, cherishing every curve and inch of her.
When the man finished, he looked over at Granny with adoration and she could feel the depth of his appreciation. The two embraced and the night passed in a blur of bliss.
When morning came, Granny awoke to find the man gone and the room exactly as it had been the night before. It took her a few minutes to snap out of the dream-like state she was in, but she was glad for the experience and the memories it had created.
As she explored the farmhouse in the morning light, Granny realized that her stay at the farmhouse had been much more than she had expected. She had opened up to a passionate night of love and pleasure and had resurfaced with a newfound feeling of courage and contentment.
No-one could have predicted the lusty adventures of Granny, but she had embraced them wholeheartedly and emerged with a greater appreciation and respect for the beauty and power of aging. Granny knew she’d be back to the farmhouse soon and many more adventures to come.
