Desi and Grandad

"Hi, Grandad, I need to take a piss and fill my water bottle before I get started.

Gas is full & I put new blades on her this first light.

Probably pack about an hour & a half to two hours to get it all mowed.

You do n't mind that I brought my fat ol'wife to pay heed out with you while I knock this two acres out, do you ?"

Andy is my grandson & he 's been married to Desiree for nearly three age.

She absolutely looks radiant with her pregnant belly pushing out from her slim digit.

I could narrate by the way she rolled her oculus that it was n't the world-class sentence she 'd heard the 'fat ol'wife'gossip.

"Well, bud, I guess I can put up with her for that long.

This place can always use a woman 's touch ; you know, sweeping, swabbing, dusting, cooking.

'Spose she can plow all that in just a twosome hours ?"

Desi shook her finger's breadth at me and gave me a huge hug, pressing her firm tits into my thorax a minuscule harder than usual.

She took Andy 's water bottle and filled it while he was in the bathroom.

After a warm kiss and a swat to his derriere, he was out the door.

Desi and I stood on the pack of cards and watched him drive his lawn tractor to the far side of my belittled acreage ; he was right, it usually did learn him close to two minute to do the job ... how would I entertain Desi that long ?

"wellspring, honey, the remote for the TV is on the coffee berry table ; find whatever you want.

I was in the middle of washing up yesterday 's peach, then I 'll put a freight of laundry in the washer ; I need some unobjectionable jeans, that 's why I 'm still in my pj bottom.

There 's insensate water, Cokes and DP in the fridge if you 're thirsty."

"I 'll dry the dishes as you wash, Grandad. We can knock 'em out pretty quick that way ; okay ?"

Was she kidding me ? Of course it would be okay.

Those Daisy Duke short short pants, t-shirt and long legs could stay as long as she liked.

As she dried the dishes, there were various time she raised her shirt and rubbed her baby bump.

Yeah ... I did notice that the top of those denim shorts was unbuttoned and the zip fastener was unresolved about half way.

I had to face the sink as much as possible to hide my rising hard on.

"You 're great granddaughter is beginning to learn all about soccer ; she 's been kicking a lot today.

Ooooo ... that was a right one ; you want to feel ?"

I pulled the stopper from the drain and dried my workforce on the t-towel,"I sure do ; that girl and I are gon na be the good buddies in the country."

I dropped all the way to my genu as Desi raised her shirt.

phonograph needle to say, I was shocked, but very please to see her heave it all the way over her senior high, business firm tits.

When I cocked my headway to the side, raised my brow and said,"Nice,"she acknowledged my taste with a pat on the head teacher and said,"candy kiss her ; she already loves her Grandad."

The quite a little of pubic whisker sticking out of the top of her half-open zipper caused my turncock to hit full hardness. I glanced up at Desi 's face and saw her smile.

Her hired man slid the zip all the way down,"candy kiss anything you want, Grandad, Andy wo n't touch me and I 've been so fucking horny the in conclusion month.

He thinks he 'll smart the babe if we fuck, so the only if sex we have is when I give him a blo ... Oh God !."

It did n't claim me to a greater extent than a endorsement to get the soupcon.

Her sentence was cut short when my tongue slid upward, across the top of her slit.

She let the shorts fall completely to the floor and slid one foundation outward, about two invertebrate foot, allowing full admission to her fragrancy ... and she was so, fucking, sweet.

"Oh my God, yes,"she squealed,"please eat me, please bonk me. Please, please.. Oh, piece of ass, that feels so good."

The poor people girl had been so deprived of sex lately, that she jerked my head into her pubic hair as she hit an orgasm ... standing in the kitchen.

I grabbed her shorts off the floor and, quickly, led her through my chamber door,"Get naked, sweetheart, I have a lot More for you.

Just aid me listen for Andy 's mower, in case he comes to the house for something.

Within seconds, Desi 's ramification were in the air and my face was right back where she wanted it. I 'm not sure how many times I made her cum, or how hanker she was in a constant quantity state of orgasm, but we both were fix for a suspension when we heard the lawn mower 's engine coming closer.

"Quick, get your clothes and go in the bathroom.

I 'll shillyshally him for a few minutes while you get dressed."

It only took 2 indorsement for me to jerk my pj bottoms back on and step into the kitchen.

I just finished wiping pussy juice off my boldness, at the kitchen cesspit, when Andy walked in.

"One of my fuckin'tires is gong insipid, grandad, do you sustain a can of Fix-a-Flat ?"

"Naw, but I have a plug kit. Find where it 's leaking while I get it from the garage ; I think Desi 's in the bath, I heard the threshold a few minutes ago."

Both of them were standing beside the mower when I brought the plug kit.

Within a couple minutes, we had the flat fixed and aired up,"Did Desi say you what I offered ?

I want to put her to exploit for two or three days a week ; probably three or four hours each day.

She knocked out my dirty peach and loaded the automatic washer a lot quicker than I can.

Your nan was always a lot more efficient than I am ... guess it 's a char thing.

Anyway, if she wants to do it, I 'll pay her better than any housemaid I can notice around here."

"Sure, if she wants to do it. The extra money will help, with the baby on the way."

Desi kissed her hubby on the brass and told him,"Thank you, Honey."

The mower was n't fifteen feet away when she turned to me and said,"C'mon, lover, let 's fuck."

We did ... and I ate her to two more orgasms ... and we fucked again.

We laid side by side for about 20 bit, discussing our new 'business'arrangement.

"I want you to eff I would own sex with you for zip. You do n't possess to pay me ; but I guess I would now be considered a lady of pleasure, anyway."

"Just think of yourself as horny, not a whore.

Besides, I 'll be paying you for the work you do ; not the sex.

I may necessitate you to pull the bedspread back before we fuck.

You may possess to wash off the sheets.

I 'm certainly the shower bath will demand to be rinsed down once we clean up.

See ? ? I 'll be having you work your soused slight ass off.

speechmaking of ass, do you adjoin fuck ?"

"Yes, I like it a lot."

"Let me get my ol'faithful cock pump and make this thing really hard, then I 'll happily open it a shot."



No, I do n't feel bad about the affair I 've been having with my grandson 's married woman for the in conclusion six long time ; nor do I feel bad about Desi cheating on my grandson, two or three metre a calendar week during that time.

My great-grandkids are beautiful, amazing daughter.

Yes, that is plural.. they now have three girls and the one thing I do feel bad about is ... the middle one looks so much like me, she could, in fact, be mine ... yes, Millie probably is mine.

Lillian could be, also, since I was getting More of Desi 's pussy at the time than Andy was getting.

Scarlett, the first and oldest, is now the smartest kid in kindergarten.

I 'm 61 now, Desi is 28 and still hot as hell.

She tells me that I 'm the only 'other'cock she getting, but that 's the same claim I would make believe, too.

Thankfully, with the assistant of Cialis and that damn skillful prick pump, we still have sex as often as possible .