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Chapter 46 - Chapter 17 Part 3 Mall Trip with Annie (18+)

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Chapter 17 Part 3 Mall Trip with Annie

Afternoon 

Serena went out to a retirement gathering with old colleagues from her flight attendant days. 

Jenna had work matters to handle at the school. 

Helen went out to buy household goods. 

Left alone at home watching TV, Liam suddenly turned to Annie. 

"Grandma, let's go to the mall. 

"It's boring just sitting here." 

Her eyes lit up at his suggestion. 

She'd been wondering how to grow closer to him after so long apart, and now he had offered the perfect opportunity. 

"Sure, Liam. 

"I'll go change, and we can head out right away." 

He looked over her outfit, blinking his big eyes. 

"But you already look really pretty, Grandma. 

"Why change?" 

Color immediately bloomed over her face. 

Her hand, which had been resting on her knee, gave his arm a light, playful slap. 

"You're too old to be talking like that." 

Her lips, however, couldn't help curving upward; the fine lines at her eyes glowed with joy. 

A moment later she pushed herself up with one hand on the sofa and the other on his shoulder. 

She slid her arm around his back and bent slightly to draw him into a half‑hug, her chin brushing the top of his head as she murmured, 

"You always know just what to say. 

"That makes Grandma happier than honey." 

The embroidery on her qipao shimmered with her movements. 

Her stockinged calves flexed; the heels of her stilettos tapped a crisp note on the floor, echoing her good mood. 

"Hey, Grandma, why are you hugging me all of a sudden?" 

"No reason. 

"Grandma's just happy…" 

Taking his hand, she picked up her leather bag and slung it at her waist, slipped back into her sexy black heels, and headed out with him. 

The weekend mall pulsed with life. 

Crowds flowed between shops and aisles. 

Laughter, chatter, and the rise and fall of greetings filled every corner. 

Soft background music floated over everything, inviting people to relax and sink into this colorful world. 

"Grandma, I want this one…" 

Liam pointed at a model battle tank on a toy store shelf and looked up at her with pleading eyes. 

Even after tasting mature women and shedding some of his childishness, he was still a eighteen‑year‑old at heart and cool toys still tugged at him. 

He had his own money now, but he missed the time before he lived alone, when he had trailed his grandma through malls and begged her to buy him things. 

Back then, no matter how expensive the toy, she never refused. 

So he found himself asking her again almost without thinking. 

Annie looked at him shaking her arm and, for a second, his figure overlapped that of the little boy in her memories. 

It felt like a flickering slideshow of the past. 

She only drifted for a heartbeat before she smiled as brightly as she had years before, took his hand, and led him toward the toy he'd chosen. 

After paying, he walked on proudly, one hand holding the model tank and the other wrapped around hers. 

Her mature fragrance trailed behind them, turning the heads of men and boys alike. 

Her heels struck the floor with crisp clicks that echoed in their ears. 

The round fullness of her backside was hugged tight by the black satin of her qipao, outlining two heavy curves. 

Her hips rolled as she stepped, making her rear sway left and right, sometimes even brushing lightly against his back. 

"Hey, look, look at that one up ahead. 

"Damn, a qipao, black stockings, high heels total super MILF." 

A teenage boy just a bit older than Liam whispered to his friend. 

His companion sneered. 

"She's old enough to be your grandma. 

"You must be really desperate." 

"You don't get it. 

"Women have to be a bit older to have flavor. 

"A top‑tier mature woman like that if she were my grandma, I'd make sure her slutty pussy never got a break all day long." 

Licking his dry lips, he raked her with another sidelong look. 

"You came on this trip with your grandma, didn't you? 

"You're not thinking the same way about her, are you?" 

Disgust flared in his friend's eyes. 

He clicked his tongue mockingly. 

"What are you talking about? 

"Stuff like that… I only think about it… it's not like I'd actually do it…" 

Even as he protested, the image of his own plump grandmother flickered in his mind. 

She might not be as sexy as Annie, but she still stirred desire. 

He imagined her naked… 

"Grandma, I think they were complimenting how pretty you are," Liam murmured, leaning close and half covering his mouth as he spoke. 

At his words, Annie flicked her gaze toward the boys as they passed, cheeks reddening slightly. 

She flipped her hair and replied quietly, 

"I'm already at this age. 

"I'm long past my prime; no way I can compare to those young girls. 

"You think so too, don't you?" 

He was no longer the blockhead he'd once been he knew perfectly well she wanted compliments. 

So he laid it on thick, using every term he could think of to praise her beauty. 

His clumsy, youthful flattery had her laughing until her shoulders shook. 

Of course she knew he was trying to make her happy. 

Realizing that filled her with warmth and joy; her smile stayed bright as a flower. 

Before long, they reached the entrance to a women's lingerie shop. 

Annie's hand tightened suddenly in his grasp. 

She stopped and looked at him standing there, eyes glued to the shop window. 

She followed his gaze inside and blinked in surprise at the rows of bras and panties. 

One more glance at the sign confirmed it was indeed a women's underwear store. 

Bewildered, she asked, 

"Liam, why did you stop here?" 

He didn't look back, just continued staring at the displays. 

"You bought me a toy, so I want to buy something for you too. 

"I heard women look really nice in high‑end stockings, so I wanted to buy you a few pairs." 

She couldn't help laughing softly at how serious and righteous he sounded. 

She took his hand and ruffled his hair gently as she answered, 

"I really appreciate the thought, but Grandma doesn't really need stockings. 

"How about we buy something else?" 

Seeing her start to demur, he stepped behind her and pushed her gently toward the entrance. 

She had no real way to resist him and could only chuckle helplessly and shuffle inside. 

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