Desi and grandad

"Hi, gramps, I need to contract a piss and fill my water system bottle before I get started.

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

Probably take 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 hang 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 years.

She absolutely looks beaming with her pregnant belly pushing out from her slim figure.

I could tell by the way she rolled her centre that it was n't the showtime meter she 'd find out the 'fat ol'wife'comment.

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

This post can always use a woman 's speck ; you know, drag, mopping, dusting, cooking.

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

Desi shook her digit at me and gave me a Brobdingnagian hug, pressing her firm tits into my chest a little gruelling than usual.

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

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

Desi and I stood on the deck and watched him push back his lawn tractor to the far face of my minuscule acreage ; he was right, it usually did postulate him close to two hours to do the job ... how would I entertain Desi that long ?

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

I was in the middle of washing up yesterday 's dishes, then I 'll put a load of washing in the washer ; I need some clean and jerk jeans, that 's why I 'm still in my pj bottoms.

There 's cold water system, Coca Cola and DP in the fridge if you 're thirsty."

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

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

Those Daisy Duke short short pants, T-shirt and long legs could ride out as long as she liked.

As she dried the dish aerial, there were several prison term she raised her shirt and rubbed her baby bump.

Yeah ... I did notice that the top of those jean boxershorts was unlaced and the zip was spread out about half way.

I had to face up the sink as much as possible to shroud my rising backbreaking on.

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

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

I pulled the conversation stopper from the drainage and dried my hands on the t-towel,"I sure do ; that young lady and I are gon na be the adept buddies in the country."

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

acerate leaf to say, I was shocked, but very pleased to see her aerodynamic lift it all the way over her mellow, firm tits.

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

The mountain of pubic fuzz sticking out of the top of her half-open zipper caused my putz to hit full rigourousness. I glanced up at Desi 's look and saw her smile.

Her hand slid the zipper all the way down,"osculation anything you want, gramps, Andy wo n't come to me and I 've been so sleep with horny the lowest month.

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

It did n't take me to a greater extent than a indorsement to get the hint.

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

She let the shorts fall completely to the trading floor and slid one pes outward, about two feet, allowing wax access code to her pleasantness ... and she was so, fucking, sweet.

"Oh my God, yes,"she squealed,"please eat me, please know 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 pubic hair as she hit an coming ... standing in the kitchen.

I grabbed her shorts off the floor and, quickly, led her through my bedroom threshold,"Get naked, ravisher, I have a lot more for you.

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

Within seconds, Desi 's legs 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 yearn she was in a perpetual state of orgasm, but we both were ready for a break when we heard the mower 's engine coming closer.

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

I 'll drag one's heels him for a few minutes while you get dressed."

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

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

"One of my fuckin'tires is tam-tam flat, Grandad, do you cause a can of Fix-a-Flat ?"

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

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

Within a twain minutes, we had the matt fixed and aired up,"Did Desi tell you what I offered ?

I want to put her to work for two or three days a week ; probably three or four 60 minutes each day.

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

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

Anyway, if she wants to do it, I 'll pay her break than any maid I can find 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 buttock and told him,"Thank you, Honey."

The mower was n't fifteen groundwork 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 slope for about 20 minute of arc, discussing our new 'business'arrangement.

"I want you to sleep together I would experience sex with you for naught. You do n't have to pay me ; but I guess I would now be considered a whore, anyway."

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

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

I may require you to pull the counterpane back before we fuck.

You may give birth to wash the sheets.

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

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

oral presentation of ass, do you butt fuck ?"

"Yes, I like it a lot."

"Let me get my ol'fold cock ticker and make this thing really hard, then I 'll happily give it a shot."



No, I do n't find bad about the affair I 've been having with my grandson 's wife for the utmost six years ; nor do I finger bad about Desi cheating on my grandson, two or three times a workweek during that time.

My great-grandkids are beautiful, awesome girls.

Yes, that is plural.. they now have three fille 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 former, is now the chic 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 same claim I would shit, too.

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