Abi, 22, is looking forward to her best friend Bella's wedding. She's a bridesmaid. It's a traditional June wedding. So traditionally, the bridesmaid's going to pull. Busty beauty Abi has her eye on the best man's brother. But when Bella asks her to look after her geriatric great-grandfather, Abi is gutted. But then, when it's time to help the old man upstairs, things rapidly get out of hand...

Eighty-four-year old author DF Darke's latest instalment in his ambitious Age-Gap Annual series. So far so good; he hasn't dropped dead, but there are still six months to go...

Extract...
Abi helped Fred upstairs. She knew a lot of guests watched as she guided the elderly man. He was doddery. Many were thinking how kind Abi was. Others, those who knew Fred, were thinking that he'd have his hands up her dress soon enough.
In fact, by the time they got to the top of the stairs, the octogenarian had managed to slide his hand under the hem of Abi's dress and was sliding his clammy old hand up the back of her smooth, toned leg; she didn't stop him. She panted and became quite flushed. Fred gurgled.
"How about a kiss?" he grunted.
Without thinking, with his hand on her bum under her dress, groping, Abi bent slightly and laid her hands upon his bony old shoulders. She pressed her mouth to his. He tasted dusty, like old clothes. She let him grope her and let him slither his fat old tongue into her mouth, and the sensations that raced through her body were amazing.
She felt both repulsed and randy at the same time.