Chapter 2

Nowadays, when Saturday arrived I always look forward to visiting Grampa. Sometimes we'd clean house and on the other days play naked games, where he'd teach me about sex. It's had been going on for about six months now, and so far no one had caught on to "our little secret."

Friday night, I was lying in the tub pampering myself with a bubble bath, while I daydreamed about what we'd do tomorrow. I started pretending that Grampa's was washing me. His hands rubbed the wash rag across my nipples until they were hard little peaks; I trembled, and cooed with desire. He then caressed every inch of my pussy, paying close attention to my clit. I bit my lip to keep from screaming out as I climaxed.

I got out of the tub, dried off, and then walked into the bedroom and looked at my body in the full length mirror. I loved my slender, curvy body.

I stood there for a few minutes in front of the mirror examining myself. I ran my hands down my body. When I came to my breasts, I noticed they have turned into a nice set of tits, with a good C cup size. I rolled my nipples making them hard.

I whispered so no one could hear me, "Oh God, I bet Grampa will like these twin babies."

As I gazed farther down my torso, I saw my shaved pussy, and full, round hips. I sighed, 'Not bad for my five-foot-four stature of mere hundred-ten pounds.'

I went over to the closet, and ruffled through my clothing wondering what to wear. Mainly because I wanted to look casual so my parents wouldn't question my motives. Then it dawned on me, I could wear my one-piece jumper short outfit, and go commando. I could carry my panties in my purse, that way I could put them on before going home, and no one will ever suspect a thing.

I placed the garment over my arm, walked over to the dresser, got out some panties, and laid them on the chair next to my bed.

I snickered and whispered, "Oh yeah, this ought to be just the right thing to wear, and fool Grampa. As he will never guess I'm not wearing panties."

Next, I put on my nightie and climbed into bed. I just couldn't help but raise the gown up, and masturbated as more visions of what we'd do ran through my head. I bit my lip to keep from screaming as a climax surged through me.

I feel asleep, the next thing I heard was mother's voice, and gentle tug on my arm. "Trisha, it's time to wake up dear."

I sat up rubbed my eyes and asked, "What time is it mom?"

"Its nine o'clock dear. Now hurry, get dressed, and come eat some breakfast, because today you'll be going to Grampa's again."

My eyes lit up, and a mischievous grin crossed my face. ""Oh, I couldn't wait to go see him!"

Mom looked at me kind of weird and asked, "Oh really! Why the change of heart? Last week it was like pulling teeth to get you to go."

I blushed, and lied saying, "Well, Grampa made cleaning house look like fun. Not only did he help me, but he teased, and tickled me often. He also told me he'd hidden ten bucks somewhere, and the first one who finds it gets to keep it. I found it. Hum, wonder if he'll do the same thing today."

She laughed, "Well dear, I'm glad you had fun. Now come eat so we could get going, momma has a lot of shopping to do while you're at Grampa's."

I waited until she was well out of sight, and hurried around the room putting my plan into action. I grabbed my purse, and shoved the pair of panties into it. I decided I'm not wearing a bra either. With trembling finger I put on the jumper. My pink nipples hardened and moisture covered the lips of my pussy. I hoped that no would notice.

I rushed into the kitchen, quickly ate, then told my parents, "Hurry up, I'm ready to go!"

My dad flashed my mom a questioning look, she rolled her eyes and said, "I'll explain later dear. Now, let's get going I have a lot of things I need to do."

We climbed into the car and drove off toward Grampa's house. With every mile, I could felt beads of sweat forming on my forehead, as I become more aroused. I rolled down my window to cover up the scent of my pussy, and to cool off.

As we pulled up the road toward Grampa's I noticed he's sitting in the porch swing. I smiled calmly, but my insides were screaming, 'Oh yeah, time to have some sexy fun!'

Dad parked the car and I bolted out the door like a scared rabbit being chased by dogs.

Dad looked and commented, "Looks like Trisha, is raring to go already. Who'd ever thought she'd like housework."

Mom laughed and then told dad, "Well she told me, Grampa made house cleaning a game, and hid some money for her to find. Wonder if that would work in getting her to clean her room?"

I heard Dad laughing, but not what was said, because I was too busy running into Grampa's arms.

He scooped me up into his arms, and kissed my cheek. His strong arms, sexy smile, and twinkling blue eyes make me tingle all over.

He sat me down on his lap and asked, "How's my pumpkin today?"

I wiggled my but into his crotch feeling his swollen member, and chirped, "I'm fine Gramps, now that I'm with you."

When my parents came on to the porch, Grampa kept me on his lap, to hide his growing cock.

Dad came over and shook his hand, "We couldn't stay long, Dad, Janice had a lot of shopping to do."

He then looked at me and said, "Have fun Trisha."

I replied, "I will, Good-bye, see yah all later."

The two of us watched them drive out of sight. Then Grampa snuggled up against my neck, and said, "Trisha, sweety, my beautiful young lady, how's about skipping the housework, and going straight to my bed for some sexy fun?"

His words made me tingle with so much desire I wanted to take my clothes off right then and there.

I squealed, "Whoopee, no housework. Oh Grampa, I have something to show you, but only after you guess what color my panties are. If you guess wrong, you need to take all your clothes off"

He nodded in agreement, and together we walked arm and arm into the house. Once inside the place, he picked me up and carried me to the bedroom.

Grampa laid me on the bed and answered, "You're wearing blue ones to match your outfit?"

I busted out laughing and yelled, "Ha-ha, nope you're wrong! Now you have to strip!"

He laughed, looked at me seriously, and said, "Prove it!"

I blushed, pulled over the leg of my shorts, showed him my bare pussy, and yelled. "You're wrong because, see, I'm not wearing any!"

I though for a moment he is going to pass out, as his eyes bulged out, and he had this weird expression on his face. However, instead he just grinned, unzipped his trousers, and lowered them. Oh God, he's not wearing any underwear either, as my gaze looked at his large, engorged cock in front of me.

"Trisha, look what you did to my cock!"

"Oooh Grampa, your cock is so big, and hard!" I squealed in response.

He walked up to me, and placed his trembling hand on my right shoulder. With a low growl in his voice he asked, "Let me see that sweet pussy, baby!"

I blushed as I tugged playfully at my outfit. I slowly slid the garment off my shoulders, exposing my swollen breasts with hard nipples, and I heard him sigh. I continued to watch his reaction, as I removed it, and threw it in the corner.

I stood nude just inches from him now, and he said, "Ooooh yeah!"

I detected a small amount of spittle escaping from the side of his mouth.

Pretending to show concern, I asked, "You okay Grampa?"