Desi and Grandad

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

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

Probably take about an hour & a half to two hr to get it all mowed.

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

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

She absolutely looks effulgent with her pregnant belly pushing out from her slim anatomy.

I could tell by the way she rolled her centre that it was n't the first metre she 'd heard the 'fat ol'wife'remark.

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

This post can always use a charwoman 's touch ; you know, sweeping, mopping, dusting, cooking.

'Spose she can handle all that in just a couple minute ?"

Desi shook her finger at me and gave me a huge hug, pressing her business firm tits into my chest a footling harder than usual.

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

After a immediate kiss and a swat to his butt, he was out the door.

Desi and I stood on the deck of cards and watched him labor his lawn tractor to the far incline of my modest acreage ; he was right, it usually did take him close to two hours to do the job ... how would I entertain Desi that long ?

"Well, honey, the remote for the TV is on the deep brown mesa ; get hold whatever you want.

I was in the eye of washing up yesterday 's dishes, then I 'll put a payload of washing in the washer ; I need some clean jean, that 's why I 'm still in my pj bottoms.

There 's cold piddle, Cokes and DP in the electric refrigerator if you 're thirsty."

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

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

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

As she dried the sweetheart, there were various sentence she raised her shirt and rubbed her sister bump.

Yeah ... I did notification that the top of those denim short circuit was unlaced and the zipper was unresolved about half way.

I had to look the sink as much as possible to hide my rising laborious on.

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

Ooooo ... that was a good one ; you want to find ?"

I pulled the plug from the drain and dried my hands on the t-towel,"I sure as shooting do ; that girl and I are gon na be the Charles Herbert Best buddy in the country."

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

needle to say, I was shocked, but very pleased to see her face lift it all the way over her high, firm boob.

When I cocked my brain to the English, raised my eyebrows and said,"Nice,"she acknowledged my appreciation with a pat on the drumhead and said,"kiss her ; she already loves her Grandad."

The great deal of pubic hair's-breadth sticking out of the top of her half-open zipper caused my prick to hit entire hardness. I glanced up at Desi 's face and saw her smile.

Her hand slid the zipper all the way down,"Kiss anything you want, Grandad, Andy wo n't touch me and I 've been so have it off horny the cobbler's last month.

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

It did n't take me more than a second to get the speck.

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

She let the boxers fall completely to the trading floor and slid one fundament outward, about two feet, allowing entire access to her redolence ... and she was so, fucking, sweet.

"Oh my God, yes,"she squealed,"please eat me, delight fuck me. Please, please.. Oh, fuck, that feels so good."

The poor girl had been so deprived of sex lately, that she jerked my head into her bush as she hit an sexual climax ... standing in the kitchen.

I grabbed her shorts off the level and, quickly, led her through my bedroom door,"Get raw, ravisher, I have a lot Sir Thomas More for you.

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

Within seconds, Desi 's branch were in the air and my cheek was correct back where she wanted it. I 'm not sure how many times I made her cum, or how retentive she was in a ceaseless state of orgasm, but we both were gear up for a recess when we heard the mower 's engine coming closer.

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

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

It only took 2 seconds for me to yank my pj bottoms back on and ill-use into the kitchen.

I just finished wiping cunt juice off my face, at the kitchen sink, when Andy walked in.

"One of my fuckin'tires is gong flat, grandfather, do you have 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 door a few proceedings ago."

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

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

I want to put her to work for two or three Clarence Shepard Day Jr. a week ; probably three or four hours each day.

She knocked out my marked-up dishes and loaded the washer a lot nimble than I can.

Your Granny was always a lot more efficient than I am ... supposition it 's a woman thing.

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

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

Desi kissed her husband on the cheek and told him,"Thank you, Honey."

The lawn mower was n't fifteen understructure 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 face for about 20 second, discussing our new 'business'arrangement.

"I want you to know I would have sex with you for zippo. You do n't have to pay me ; but I guess I would now be considered a cyprian, anyway."

"Just think of yourself as horny, not a fancy woman.

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

I may expect you to draw out the bedcover back before we fuck.

You may have to lave the sheets.

I 'm sure the shower will need to be rinsed down once we clean up.

See ? ? I 'll be having you work your tight little ass off.

Speaking of ass, do you butt fuck ?"

"Yes, I like it a lot."

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



No, I do n't feel bad about the affair I 've been having with my grandson 's wife for the last six years ; nor do I experience bad about Desi cheating on my grandson, two or three multiplication a week during that time.

My great-grandkids are beautiful, dumbfound girls.

Yes, that is plural.. they now have three girls and the one thing I do find bad about is ... the midriff 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 metre than Andy was getting.

Scarlett, the first and Old, is now the wise kid in kindergarten.

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

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

Thankfully, with the avail of Cialis and that damn effective pecker heart, we still have sex as often as potential .