Desi and grandad

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

Gas is wide-cut & I put new sword on her this morning.

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

You do n't listen 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 long time.

She absolutely looks beamy with her meaning belly pushing out from her slim figure.

I could separate by the way she rolled her optic that it was n't the kickoff sentence she 'd heard the 'fat ol'married woman'scuttlebutt.

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

This topographic point can always use a womanhood 's soupcon ; you know, sweeping, mopping, dusting, cooking.

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

Desi shook her finger at me and gave me a huge hug, pressing her firm tits into my breast a little intemperate than usual.

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

After a ready kiss and a swat to his bottom, he was out the door.

Desi and I stood on the deck and watched him drive his lawn tractor to the far side of my small-scale land area ; 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 coffee mesa ; retrieve whatever you want.

I was in the middle of washing up yesterday 's dishes, then I 'll put a encumbrance of laundry in the automatic washer ; I need some houseclean blue jean, that 's why I 'm still in my pj merchantman.

There 's cold H2O, coke and DP in the fridge if you 're thirsty."

"I 'll dry the dishes as you wash, grandad. We can pick apart 'em out pretty speedy that way ; okay ?"

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

Those Daisy Duke short trunks, tee shirt and long legs could stay as long as she liked.

As she dried the dishes, there were several times she raised her shirt and rubbed her infant excrescence.

Yeah ... I did placard that the top of those dungaree boxers was unbuttoned and the zipper was afford about half way.

I had to present the sink as much as potential to hide my rising hard on.

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

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

I pulled the plug from the waste pipe and dried my manpower on the t-towel,"I sure do ; that girl and I are gon na be the effective buddies in the country."

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

Needless to say, I was shocked, but very pleased to see her lift it all the way over her high, unfaltering nipple.

When I cocked my head to the side, raised my eyebrow and said,"Nice,"she acknowledged my discernment with a pat on the head and said,"osculation her ; she already loves her Grandad."

The sight of pubic tomentum sticking out of the top of her half-open zip fastener caused my cock to hit full callosity. I glanced up at Desi 's side and saw her smile.

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

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

It did n't fill me to a greater extent than a second to get the breath.

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

She let the boxershorts fall completely to the floor and slid one foot outward, about two substructure, allowing full access to her sugariness ... and she was so, fucking, sweet.

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

The poor girl had been so deprived of sex lately, that she jerked my capitulum into her President George W. Bush as she hit an sexual climax ... standing in the kitchen.

I grabbed her shorts off the floor and, quickly, led her through my sleeping room room access,"Get naked, peach, I have a lot more for you.

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

Within indorsement, Desi 's legs were in the air and my case was mighty back where she wanted it. I 'm not sure how many times I made her cum, or how long she was in a constant DoS of orgasm, but we both were make for a break when we heard the mower 's locomotive 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 endorsement for me to jerk my pj buttocks back on and abuse into the kitchen.

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

"One of my fuckin'tires is bell flat, Grandad, 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 minutes ago."

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

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

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

She knocked out my sordid dishes and loaded the washer a lot quicker than I can.

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

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

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

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

The lawn 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 position by English for about 20 minutes, discussing our new 'business'arrangement.

"I want you to cognise I would have sex with you for cypher. 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 work you do ; not the sex.

I may require you to take out the spread back before we fuck.

You may take to wash off the sheets.

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

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

Speaking of ass, do you abut fuck ?"

"Yes, I like it a lot."

"Let me get my ol'close cock pump and constitute this matter really hard, then I 'll happily commit it a shot."



No, I do n't palpate bad about the affair I 've been having with my grandson 's married woman for the last six class ; nor do I finger bad about Desi cheating on my grandson, two or three times a week during that time.

My great-grandkids are beautiful, amazing little girl.

Yes, that is plural.. they now have three miss and the one thing I do feel bad about is ... the middle one looks so a great deal 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 impertinent kid in kindergarten.

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

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

Thankfully, with the help of Cialis and that damn expert cock heart, we still have sex as often as potential .