I (23F) am my grandpa Robert’s (72) caretaker. I took on this role 2 years ago when my grandma Beth, his wife, died. He has severe dementia which makes it difficult to do much with him since he struggles to carry a conversation, but I take advantage of the fact that his d*** still gets fully hard. It started when I became his caretaker. I was giving him a bath for the first time and had to clean his p****. Robert got rock hard from me just touching it. It shocked me, but I tried to ignore it and focus on cleaning it. He moaned as I soaped it up with a rag and rinsed it off. I don’t know why, I started jerking Robert off. He moaned, calling me Beth, and came on my hand. That was it until the next day, grandpa came up behind me while I was cooking, calling me Beth again, and grabbed my b**** from behind. He said he had been thinking about his wife’s p**** all day. I was turned on by how fucked up this all was. I didn’t know why, I had never thought about doing anything like this before. I got on the kitchen counter and let him eat me out. He clearly didn’t forget how to make a woman c**. I came hard for him and became attracted to my grandpa. At bedtime that same day, I came onto him. We made out while I rubbed his b**** through his pants. I got into the bed with him and we had s**. He thrusted slowly into me d********** and made me c** on his c***. This was the most active and lucid I had seen him in years. He was so gentle and loving. The best s** I had ever had, I wanted more but grandpa fell asleep. I understood why I had 7 aunts & uncles. I continued my s***** relationship with Robert. Believing that I’m his wife, grandpa would kiss me, go down on me, and f*** me. I often s*** his c*** while he watches TV. He often embarrasses me in front of the family by trying to kiss me when they’re around. Or he’ll forget where he is and try to g**** or hump me around the family. He calls me Beth so no one suspects that I’m f****** him, just grandpa Robert being senile. I will take him into the bathroom when this happens and either blow him or have him use my p**** to get off quickly. We once had s** in the bathroom during a family gathering and almost got caught. One of my aunts opened the door, and his d*** was inside of me, but we were in the shower so she didn’t actually see anything. I used to feel guilt about doing this with him. I don’t anymore. He loves it, he gets to think that he’s f****** his beloved Beth again, and he’s the most lively when I’m riding his c***.
