Desi and grandad

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

Gas is full & I put new leaf blade on her this sunrise.

Probably lead about an hour & a one-half to two hours to get it all mowed.

You do n't beware 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 effulgent with her pregnant belly pushing out from her slim figure.

I could tell by the way she rolled her eye that it was n't the first time she 'd find out the 'fat ol'wife'comment.

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

This place can always use a womanhood 's ghost ; you know, sweeping, mopping, dusting, cooking.

'Spose she can cover all that in just a couple time of day ?"

Desi shook her finger at me and gave me a Brobdingnagian hug, pressing her business firm tits into my dresser a piffling harder than usual.

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

After a quick buss and a swat to his butt, 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 acreage ; he was right, it usually did take him close to two hr to do the job ... how would I entertain Desi that long ?

"fountainhead, honey, 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 encumbrance of wash in the washer ; I need some clean jeans, that 's why I 'm still in my pj behind.

There 's cold-blooded weewee, snow and DP in the fridge if you 're thirsty."

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

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

Those Daisy Duke short trunks, T-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 bump.

Yeah ... I did notice that the top of those jean shorts was unlaced and the zipper was open about half way.

I had to face the sink as much as possible to cover my rising punishing on.

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

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

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

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

needle to say, I was shocked, but very pleased to see her rise it all the way over her luxuriously, steadfast boob.

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

The sight of pubic hair sticking out of the top of her half-open zip caused my cock to hit wide-cut hardness. I glanced up at Desi 's fount and saw her smile.

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

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

It did n't take me more than than a bit to get the hint.

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

She let the shorts fall completely to the floor and slid one foot outward, about two feet, allowing full-of-the-moon approach to her sweetness ... and she was so, fucking, sweet.

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

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

I grabbed her shorts off the floor and, quickly, led her through my sleeping accommodation doorway,"Get naked, sweetie, I have a lot Sir Thomas More for you.

Just facilitate 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 side was veracious back where she wanted it. I 'm not sure how many times I made her cum, or how farsighted she was in a constant body politic of climax, but we both were set for a break when we heard the mower 's engine coming closer.

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

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

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

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

"One of my fuckin'tires is tam-tam unconditional, grandfather, do you let a can of Fix-a-Flat ?"

"Naw, but I have a cud 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 moment ago."

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

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

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

She knocked out my pestiferous dishes and loaded the washer a lot ready 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 punter than any housemaid 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 impudence 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 face for about 20 minutes, discussing our new 'business'arrangement.

"I want you to know I would have sex with you for goose egg. You do n't deliver 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 pull in the bedspread back before we fuck.

You may receive to wash the sheets.

I 'm trusted the exhibitioner will need to be rinsed down once we clean up.

See ? ? I 'll be having you work your besotted 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 work this thing really hard, then I 'll happily leave it a shot."



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

My great-grandkids are beautiful, pose young woman.

Yes, that is plural.. they now have three missy and the one matter I do feel bad about is ... the centre 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 than of Desi 's twat at the time than Andy was getting.

Scarlett, the showtime and onetime, 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 have, too.

Thankfully, with the help of Cialis and that damn honest hammer heart, we still have sex as often as possible .