I am nauseated, the oil of grilled cheese has to be still in the cheese if its not grilled right. so is it less fatty grilled? I love cheese.

I am nauseated, the oil of grilled cheese has to be still in the cheese if its not grilled right. so is it less fatty grilled? I love cheese.
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Greta was my uncle Pete's 2nd wife and was married to her for 11 years. He died 4 years ago and I always got along with her so I continued going to her house a couple times a month to help her out. She kept urging me to stay the weekend but I didn't start doing that until about a year ago and now stay mostly twice a month since she is near the beach. I'm 28 and Greta always says she is 55 but she has been that age for a very long time so I'm not sure how old she really is. It was last year she started complaining about her aches and pains in her shoulders back and legs saying how tough it is to get old. I had seen Greta many times in her bathing suit and when staying overnight saw her in nightwear and for her age she is is built well. We went to the beach one Saturday and when we came back Greta showered and called me into her room. She had a large towel draped around her and began telling me she over did it at the beach that day and her whole body hurt. Then she asked me if I would mind putting this tube of creamy type of medicinal stuff on her back and legs for her pains. This was last year and she had never asked me to touch he before. I felt uncomfortable but told her I would. She laid down on her bed and pushed the towel down to he waste exposing the sides of her breasts and the top of her butt. I rubbed it all over her and then she pulled the towel up from her legs and asked me to do her legs also. As I was putting this stuff on her legs she opened them enough for me to see her vagina and a few times her anus was visible. At one point I pulled the towel down a little to cover her privates and she just told me not to worry about it and that her pain was more important than her pride or modesty. Then she decided to lay on her back and it was me that was uncomfortable with it. Her breasts were fully exposed to me and the towel only covered from her navel to the top of her vagina which was clearly exposed to me. I just froze for a minute and then Greta said , don't tell me you never saw a woman's body before, or something like that. As it worked out I touched areas of her body I never ever expected to. One time when putting the cream on her upper legs the back of my hand touched her vagina and another time I touched her breast when doing her sides. Both times I said sorry but she just said its quite alright. After that weekend I didn't stay over night for three weeks because I had to work overtime. When I did go back for the weekend again she asked me to put the cream on her. Again she had a towel around her at first but this time after she laid down on her bed things got crazy. I started rubbing her back and shoulders and I'm not sure exactly how she said it now but more or less said there was no reason for the towel. I asked stupidly what she meant and all she said was she wasn't shy with me seeing her body and to just take the towel off of her. Then she said something like rub me everywhere. I did her entire back from shoulders to her feet even her butt and as she turned over I knew Greta not only wanted me to see her naked but wanted me to touch her body. When I got the cream near her breasts she just told me to put it on her breasts. By the time I began rubbing it on her legs I could tell Greta was aroused. as I rubbed up into her thighs I was suprised by the way she opened her legs exposing herself more than ever. I admit I had a throbbing erection by this time and was no longer uncomfortable seeing her like that. I never thought about it to much because the closer I got to her vagina the more obvious it became she wanted me touching her. Just the way she was breathing and the sounds she was making were signs of desire. For some reason I never hesitated and began fingering her and not only that I also fondled her breasts as I did. I'm almost sure she orgasmed three times by the time I stopped. She laid there for a second then said she had to get another shower. As she did I went into the guest room and masturbated. Each weekend after that things got more intense and now I not only masturbate her but she masturbate me also. We never have intercourse but I rub her down and masturbate her and she in turn jerks me off. My uncle Pete must be rolling in his grave.

Greta was my uncle Pete's 2nd wife and was married to her for 11 years. He died 4 years ago and I ...