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A Granddaughter's Request

By: ole_grouch_1124



Once again, I would like to thank my editor, OverByMoonlight, for her assistance, suggestions, and recommendations. Without her fine-tuning, this story would not be as smooth as it is.

I hope my readers will enjoy this.

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My granddaughter and I were always very close. From the moment she was born, it seemed like the two of us were inseparable. 

My daughter was living with my wife and I when Melissa was born. She was our first grandchild.

Melissa's father had no interest in seeing his daughter. I became both a father figure and grandfather to her. 

My wife and my daughter worked on Saturdays. This meant that I would get Melissa dressed and take her to the carousel. Then it was off to the playground. Lunch always consisted of pizza and root beer soda. A trip to the local pet store was next and finally, the holiday store. Melissa loved to look at the Christmas decorations. By the time our afternoon was over and I would get her strapped into her child seat, she was out like a light. Sundays would be an afternoon of football and games. She loved to watch sports with me.

The years came and went. Eventually, my daughter and Melissa moved out. They still lived close by and would visit once a week. I watched Melissa grow from a child, through her teen years, and into a beautiful young woman. It was very difficult to see her grow so fast. Normally, during these formative years, grandchildren have a tendency to forget about their grandparents. Not so with Melissa. She always remained close to me and always reminded me that we were still "buddies".

It was during her senior year in high school Melissa came up with the idea that we needed to take a trip. I had asked her if she had a destination in mind and she said she didn't. 

I was raised on Long Island and had not been there in quite some time. My wife and I settled in the Midwest. Melissa has never seen a city as big as New York before and I thought it would be a great idea to introduce her to some of the best sights, sounds, and smells she would experience. I purchased a couple of airline tickets and made hotel reservations.

Melissa was so excited the morning we left. She had just passed her 18th birthday and graduated high school, so this was both a birthday and graduation gift. Melissa is an average sized girl for her age with a beautiful figure. She had developed curves in all the right places and her breasts complimented her figure very nicely. They were neither too large nor too small. She had brown hair which she kept very long and trimmed. She was absolutely gorgeous. 

I am 59 years old and while I am not a health buff, I do try to keep in shape. Over the years, I have developed a little paunch, but nothing that would be considered out of the ordinary for a man my age. 

My wife and I have always had a good life and enjoyed sex several times a week. Granted, as we have matured, our libido has diminished some, but we still enjoy making love. Lately, however, my wife doesn't seem as interested as she once was. 

Melissa and I got through airport security and were settling into our seats in the first-class cabin. She took the window seat. She wanted to see New York City when we land at JFK International Airport. I didn't mind. The flight attendant went through their pre-flight routines, delivered their safety brief, and set about tending to the passengers. Melissa was chatting endlessly about all the things she wanted to see and do. 

After about a half hour into the flight, things settled down and I began to relax. Melissa was still talking, and I noticed she had placed her hand on my lap. This alone was not out of the ordinary, but her hand was a little higher than normal. She didn't move it up or down, so I ignored it. She continued talking about all she wanted to see and do. She asked me a few questions about the city and I answered her.

The plane started its descent and was soon in final approach to JFK. I have to admit, Melissa was not the only one who was feeling the excitement build. We landed, got our bags, and grabbed a cab to mid-town Manhattan to the hotel. 

Melissa's eyes grew wide with all the sights as we ran up the Van Wyck Expressway heading to the Grand Central Parkway, Long Island Expressway, and the Queens Midtown Tunnel. I pointed out certain sites along the way -- Flushing Meadow Park which was the site of the 1964 World's Fair. She caught a glimpse of the Unisphere as we passed it. 

As we started coming out of the tunnel, Melissa's eyes widened at the height of the buildings. She had seen tall buildings before, but nothing like this. I distracted her long enough to point some points of interest. 

We finally pulled up to the hotel, paid the driver, and checked in. The room was beautiful and offered a wonderful view of the city thanks to a huge window. There was a complete walk in bath with separate shower and Jacuzzi.

The only problem was that I had requested 2 beds and there was only one. The front desk told me that it was the only room available. There were several conventions going on and all the hotels and rooms were booked.

Between the flight and the cab ride, it was already past the lunch hour, so we headed out to eat. We found a great restaurant and ordered our food. We were in a booth that provided a good deal of privacy. While we were waiting, Melissa looked at me.

"Grandpa, can I ask you a question?"

"Of course, you can. What's on your mind?"

"What happened between mom and my father?"

"What has your mother told you?"

"She said that they had planned to get married but things never worked out."

"Yes, that is true. Your father was very immature. They did live together for a little while. When your mother found out she was pregnant, your father did not want to have anything to do with her. She moved back home a few months before you were born."

"Why are boys so immature? My father was immature. The boys in school are immature. They act so silly and goofy at times. It just seems like they never want to take anything seriously."

"That is one of the great mysteries of life. As a rule, boys don't mature as fast as girls. Some don't mature at all and others mature quickly."

Melissa looked at me. I could tell she had something else on her mind. "What is it?" I asked.

"How will I know when the right one comes along? How will I know when someone will be serious enough to have a relationship with? "

"Hasn't your mother spoken with you about these things? 

"Yes," she replied. "But I wanted to hear it from someone else. I wanted to hear it from you, grandpa."

"Sweetie, this is ..." Our food had arrived and I did not want to continue this discussion with the server in ear shot. "Why don't we wait until we are alone to finish this conversation? I promise we will continue."

"Okay," she said as she began digging into her burger.

After lunch, we walked around the city for a while and took in some sights. When we returned to our room we were exhausted. I flopped on the bed. Melissa sat next to me. "Grandpa, can we finish our discussion now?"

"Sure. Where were we?"

"I had asked how I would know when the right guy comes along. One that I would be willing to have a relationship with."

"That's very difficult to say, sweetie. There are no tell tale signs out there. You have been on a few dates already. How did those boys make you feel? Were they gentlemen? Did they treat you respectfully? Were they boorish?"

Melissa thought for a moment. "There were 3 different guys I dated. Two were kind of cloddish and clumsy. The other, I dated again and went out with for a while. He turned out to be an egotistical jerk."

"Three guys are hardly a measuring stick. You'll need to date more before you can tell anything. Look, you have to take your time and be selective. One guy will come along and he'll stand out above the others. I can't tell you how or why. He'll be kind to you, he'll treat you respectfully, he'll make you laugh, and he'll make you cry. You'll fall head over heels in love with him and you'll know."

"But I want someone like you, grandpa. You are always kind and considerate with grandma, mom, and me. You are always thoughtful, funny, and, at the same time, reserved."

"Your grandma will tell you that I am one of a kind. I'm not. It's just that we have been married for almost 40 years and there has never been anyone else in our lives." I started to get up. 

"Where are you going?" Melissa asked. "I thought you were tired."

"I am. But as you can see, there is only 1 bed and we are not sharing a bed. I will sleep on the couch."

"Grandpa, that's not necessary. This bed is big enough. We can sleep in the same bed and have distance between us." 

She was right, but I couldn't get over the feeling that it was wrong to share a bed with my granddaughter. I knew nothing would be going on. It was just a feeling I couldn't harbor. I lied back down and dozed right off. 

When I awoke, I found Melissa sound asleep. She was more towards the middle of the bed. I looked at her for a few minutes and was amazed at what a beautiful young woman she is. I couldn't take my eyes off of her. Slowly, she started to stir. She opened her eyes to see me staring at her. She smiled. "What,"she asked.

"Nothing," I replied. "I was just amazed at what a beautiful girl you turned out to be and how fast you have grown."

"You're not too bad yourself." She sat up and sat next to me. She again placed her hand in my lap, almost as high as she did on the flight. 

"Grandpa? I have given a lot of thought to what you told me. I understand that I have to be patient. I'm still a virgin. If I am going to lose my virginity, I want it to be with someone who loves me and who I can trust. I want that person to be able to make me feel comfortable and relaxed. I want my first time to be memorable. I want that person to be you."

I was dumbfounded. I could not believe what I was hearing. "Do you realize what you are asking me to do?"

"Yes. I want you to make love to me. I am afraid of my first time. I don't think any guys my age are going to be as understanding and gentle as I think you would."

"This is all very sweet," I replied. "Guys your age are not very experienced. They like to brag that they are, but they are just as scared as you. True intimacy, and being comfortable with it, takes time. It's something that can be very special when you have someone who is willing to take the time with you. What you are asking me to do is against the law. It's incest. If your grandma or mom knew, they'd have me thrown away for the rest of my life. And I would not do anything to ruin the relationship we have."

"Grandma and mom are not going to find out because I don't intend on telling them. I don't think you are, either. As far as ruining our relationship, I don't see it that way. I see it as making it closer."

"Sometimes, you don't have to tell someone anything for them to know when something is not right. When you have been with someone as long as your grandmother and I have been together you can read their reactions and determine when something is not right. I don't know if I could hide that from her."

Melissa thought about this. "I'm not saying that I would want to continue having sex after we get home. I just want to be able to know what to expect from another guy is all. The guys I have dated were all in a rush. I wouldn't let them get too far because they did not want to take their time. I love you and I know you love me. I'm not asking for the world. I just want my first time to be one that I will remember."

"You would certainly remember this. But we are not going to be doing anything. I cannot betray the trust you have in me and I cannot betray your grandmother that way."

She let the conversation drop. I thought I had gotten through to her. I was still shocked at what she asked of me. I took a book out of my suitcase while Melissa flipped through the TV channels looking for something to watch. I thought reading a few chapters would help me calm down a little.

After I finished, I noticed it was starting to get late. I was also feeling a little hungry.

"What would you like to do tonight? Where would you like to go for dinner?"

"You and grandma are always telling me how great the Chinese food is in New York. Why don't we have Chinese for dinner?"

"Sounds great." 

The front desk recommended a good restaurant and we headed out. The restaurant was very well decorated and there was a candle and flowers on each table. We were shown to our table and made small talk as we looked over the menu. We ordered our food and continued our small talk.

After dinner, we decided we would just walk around some more. I had something else in mind. We headed to Central Park. I was going to take her for a horse-drawn buggy ride through the city. When we arrived, we chose a driver, hopped in, and asked for the grand tour. 

The evening air was starting to get cool and I noticed that Melissa was shivering a little. I pulled her close to me to keep her warm and she moved in. Her hand was again on my lap, but this time, she was rubbing it up and down ever so slightly. 

I had my arm around her shoulder to keep her close. She really had nowhere else to place her hand. She would stop rubbing her hand every so often to see my reaction. When I didn't respond she would begin rubbing again. 

She was taking in all the sights when she rested her head on my shoulder. I felt her move her head to give me a soft kiss on the cheek. 

I started noticing slight stirring in my groin. I couldn't believe this. I was actually enjoying it. My mind became clouded with thoughts of right and wrong. This was not something I should be feeling. 

Melissa sensed my discomfort and took advantage of it to increase her rubbing. I finally placed my hand on hers to stop her and turned to whisper to her.

"We can't be doing ..." 

She didn't let me finish. She took the opportunity to kiss me on the lips. It was not sensual and it didn't last long. She held the kiss for a few seconds and placed her head back on my shoulder. 

When the ride was over, we tipped the driver and began our walk back to the hotel.

"That was completely out of line," I told her. "You took complete advantage of that situation and it was not right. Not after the conversation we had this afternoon."

"I'm sorry, grandpa. I just can't help it. I know what we discussed, and I know how you feel. But I have feelings, too."

"Yes, you do," I replied. "But your feelings are confusing you. At your age that is a very common thing. You can't always act on your feelings. You have to think about what you are doing."

"I have thought about it. This isn't something I just came up with at the spur of the moment. I have thought about this over the past year."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. My own granddaughter thought about having me take her virginity for a year. It still didn't make it right. We arrived back at the hotel after a while and returned to our room. 

"Do you need to use the bathroom?" I asked her.

"Not right now. Why?"

"I would like to relax in the Jacuzzi for a while and then take a shower."

"Go right ahead. Enjoy."

I walked in the bathroom, closed the door, and started the Jacuzzi. I undressed and stepped in. 

The water was very hot and the bubbles had a soothing effect on me. It wasn't long before I was in a very dream like state. 

I didn't hear the door open. I didn't hear her come in or walk over to the Jacuzzi. I didn't notice a thing until I felt someone stepping into the Jacuzzi. 

I opened my eyes and there was Melissa. She had absolutely nothing on and she was making her way into the tub. 

"What do you think you're doing, young lady? Get out of here! NOW!" 

I had shifted positions to try and cover myself but it was no use. 

"How did you get in here, anyway?"

"You closed the door but forgot to lock it," Melissa said. She sat down opposite me in the Jacuzzi. "I could use a little relaxation, too."

"You could have waited until I was finished."

"Yes, and by that time, you would have fallen asleep. You were practically asleep now."

I turned to look at her. She was even more beautiful than I imagined without her clothes. I looked at her breasts with their perfect pink nipples sticking out of brown areolas. She was about a 34C. They accentuated her hour-glass figure perfectly. I looked further down and saw her partially shaved pussy. She saw me looking. "I can't have any hair sticking out of my bikini, now can I?" 

I had given up trying to hide or cover myself -- it was useless. "You definitely take after your mother," I said. "You do what you want regardless."

"I take after my grandfather. Once I have decided I want something, I go after it and I don't stop until I get it."

She got up, leaned towards me and with one hand reached down to my cock. The other hand reached around the back of my head and embraced me in a long, passionate kiss. It was no use resisting. This girl was going to get her way no matter what. 

I parted my lips slightly and felt her tongue probing. She definitely knew how to kiss. Her hand was exploring my balls and cock. I had a bigger hard on than I can remember having in quite some time. Not that I am small. At 7 and a half inches and fairly thick, I can say that I have held my own. 

"Wow," Melissa exclaimed. "Are all men this big and thick?"

"Of course not. Just as women are different sizes, so are men. Some are bigger, some smaller. I would say mine is about average."

She was not very experienced in handling men. I grabbed her arm to pause her. 

"If you're going to do this, you need to be gentler. And another thing, if I am going to teach you, then I should be taking the lead."

I resumed the kiss. This time it was my tongue doing the probing. My right hand reached under her and started gently rubbing her pussy lips. She was already wet and it wasn't from the water. 

I broke the kiss and started kissing my way to her neck, and around to nibble on her ear. She started breathing rapidly as I continued working on her pussy. A low, guttural moan escaped her lips. 

Melissa threw her head back and let out another long moan. I kissed my way down to her breasts and started licking and kissing around her nipple. 

"Suck it, please," she exclaimed. 

I flicked my tongue over her nipple several times to get it hard and began a gentle sucking. In the meantime, I had inserted a finger into her hole while my thumb continued playing with her clit. 

Melissa started bucking her hips and her breathing became rapid and shallow. I knew her moment was building, but I wanted to control the situation. I wanted to make this her most romantic moment. Most of all, I wanted to tease her as punishment, so to speak, for insisting on doing this.

"Oh, grandpa, why did you stop? I was so close."

"Don't worry, there will be plenty of time for that. I thought we might get into bed where we can be more comfortable."

A huge smile made its way across her face as I picked Melissa up, embraced her in a deep, passionate kiss, and continued the kiss while I carried her to bed. She had already turned the covers down in anticipation of this moment, so I laid her down on her back. 

I started my kissing down her neck and worked her other breast. My right hand made its way down to her slick pussy and continued teasing and playing. "O-o-o-o-o-o-o-h-h, grandpa, this feels so good," she said. "Please, don't stop this time."

I didn't respond. I just continued kissing my way down her abdomen stopping to play with her belly button. I stuck my tongue inside and lingered there for a little while. Then I got up, grabbed her left leg, and began kissing my way up her calf and thigh. 

Melissa was squirming on the bed in anticipation. I finally reached my target, her sweet, young, pussy. It had been so long since I'd had a virgin and now I was going to make a woman out of my granddaughter. 


A Granddaughter's Request Ch. 02



Special thanks to my editor, OnlyByMoonlight, and to the many readers who have provided some great feedback on this series. 

*

The rest of Jack and Melissa's week in New York was spent in similar fashion. During the day, they would do some sightseeing. Nights were spent making love. Melissa turned out to be an insatiable lover. It didn't surprise Jack seeing how she was so young and vibrant. He barely managed to keep up with her.

The week flew by and it was time to go home. It was time for one more conversation.

"You realize we cannot keep going like we have been this week, don't you?"

"Don't worry, Jack, I'm not going to jump your bones the minute we get home."

"It's grandpa now, not Jack. One slip of the tongue could give us away and then there will be all hell to pay."

"I don't see what the issue is. I'm 18. I made my decision and I have no regrets. I don't think you do, either."

"No, I don't. But your grandmother and mother are not going to understand. You yourself said that you weren't planning on having sex with me after we got home, remember?"

"Yes, but that was before you turned me into a little nymph," she teased. 

She let out a little laugh. She was enjoying this. Jack was going to have his hands full.

They arrived home and were greeted at the door by Jack's wife and daughter. 

"Well, there you two are! How was your trip? Did you have a good time? You have to tell us all about it," Helen was saying as they exchanged hugs and greetings.

They sat around the living room talking about the trip. Melissa plugged her digital camera into the television and was showing all the pictures she had taken. She would stop every so often to talk about a particular picture.

It was getting late when they finished, so Melissa and her mother went home. Helen and Jack were getting ready for bed. 

"You really showed her a good time," she said. "I'm glad your home, though. I missed you terribly."

"I'm glad to be home because I missed you, too." 

It was nice for them to be back together again and they both felt it. They lie in each other's arms after making love and fell asleep.

The next morning, after Jack left for work, Helen was sitting at the table drinking coffee. She was an average sized woman in her mid-fifties. She still had curves in all the right places, but her age was starting to show in certain areas. Her breasts weren't as firm as they once were and her tummy gained a little flab. Her hips had done the same thing. She exercised regularly but it didn't seem to do any good.

A few moments later, her neighbor and best friend, Linda Brandell, knocked on the door and let herself in.

"Hi, Helen. How are you this morning?" 

"I'm fine, Linda. Would you like some coffee?" 

"Sure. I have some time to kill. Stay put, I'll get it." Helen stared blankly out the window.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm not sure."

"What do you mean?"

"Last night, after Debbie and Melissa left, Jack and I went to bed. We made love, but there was something different. I can't put my finger on it, but something was different."

"How do you mean, different?"

"I don't know. He was passionate and caring enough. He satisfied me. But I could tell that something was not right."

"Maybe you're imagining things. You and Jack have been together a long time."

"Maybe. I don't know. I haven't needed sex as much as I used to and I think Jack was starting to get annoyed. He was passionate and definitely in the mood last night, but it seemed like he should have been more passionate considering that it's been a little longer than a week since we made love last." 

"Do you think he was fooling around in New York?"

"I doubt it. Melissa was with him. He wouldn't have had the time or the opportunity."

"I think you're just imagining things. Look, you're going through changes. So is he. I could understand your concern if he fell right off to sleep, but that didn't happen."

"Maybe you're right. Maybe I am dwelling over nothing."

The remainder of the week went by routinely. Jack would leave for work in the morning and Helen would enjoy a cup of coffee before going to work. Then came Saturday. 

Helen and Debbie were both working. Melissa stopped by sometime mid-morning.

"Hi, Jack," she announced.

"I told you not to call me by my first name while where home."

"What's the matter? No one's here. It's just you and I. And thinking about you and I ..."

She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him in for a deep, passionate kiss. Her mouth was wide open and her tongue was probing for his. Jack put his arms around his granddaughter. His hands went down to her firm ass and pulled her in. He was immediately hard.

"Someone has missed me," she lamented as she reached down to rub his cock. "Maybe we need to do something about that."

She wasted no time undoing his belt and unbuttoning his pants. She pulled them and his boxers down in one tug. She dropped to her knees and immediately started kissing the head of her grandfather's cock. Her tongue began running circles around and underneath the glans. She took him completely down to the base of his cock and slowly sucked her way back up.

"That's it. Suck your grandpa's cock. You love it, don't you?"

"M-m-m-h-m-m-m!" she hummed as she continued sucking. Her hand reached up and started massaging Jack's balls as her tongue circled and danced over the head of his cock and down her grandfather's shaft. Her other hand had undone her jeans and was now in the process of rubbing up and down her sweet, young pussy.

Jack stood her up and kissed his granddaughter. Their tongues intertwined as they explored each other's body. Jack's hand went underneath Melissa's top and caressed her soft, fleshy breast. He rolled his thumb over her nipple and discovered it was already hard. 

Melissa continued stroking Jack's cock with her hand. "Oh, grandpa. Oh, Jack. I missed you. I need you."

Jack pulled her top over her head and threw it to the side. Her breasts required no bra. They stood firm and proud. Her taut nipples were jutting out. Jack lowered his mouth to suck one nipple in while his hand was teasing and tweaking the other.

"Suck my tit. Make my nipples hard, Jack. I love it," she moaned. He began alternating between the two breasts as his granddaughter arched her back. He kissed his way down her abdomen. He pulled her jeans and panties down to her feet to allow her to step out of them as Melissa leaned back against a desk.

Her shaven pussy was glistening with her sweet juice and looked so inviting. Jack stuck his tongue out and started licking up and down the length. As he reached the top he teased her clit. Melissa began bucking her hips in rhythm to his tongue.

"Oh, yes, grandpa, eat my pussy! Suck my clit!"

Melissa was starting to go wild. Jack pulled her down and climbed on top of her. She spread her legs to allow him greater access. He positioned the head of his cock at the entrance of her pussy.

"Please! Don't tease. Put it in. I need it," she begged. Jack bucked his hips and drove his cock into his granddaughter's womb until it was completely buried.

"Um-m-ph!" was all she managed as he reached as far as he could. Her pussy was like a velvet sheath that gripped every inch of his seven and a half inch cock. It was like she never wanted to let go. He started slow fucking her.

"Harder, faster. I need to be fucked. Please, Jack!"

He began fucking her in earnest. Melissa bucked back with each and every thrust. Her juices coated his shaft as he pistoned in and out of her. She was so hot.

"T-t-hat's right! Fuck your granddaughter," she moaned breathlessly. "You love fucking her, don't you?"

"Oh, yea. I love fucking my granddaughter. Her pussy is so juicy and tight. I love it!"

Melissa reached behind Jack and drew him closer. He took a breast and began sucking on it as he continued pummeling her pussy. Her moans were getting louder and her breath shorter. Her climax was building and Jack knew she wouldn't be too much longer. He pounded her for all he was worth.

"C'mon, baby! Cum for your grandpa. Cum for Jack."

Melissa arched her back, bucked her hips and let out a long, loud moan as waves of passion washed over her. Her whole body shook as if an earthquake had just occurred.

Jack continued driving in and out of his granddaughter as her climax peaked and his began to build. Her pussy grabbed his cock each time he withdrew. It felt like every nerve within him was exposed. 

He could feel the pressure building. He humped her faster. Melissa was in the middle of having another orgasm and was moaning incoherently. She reached up and pulled him down to kiss her as her orgasm reached its peak.

Jack could not hold out any longer. The sensations travelled up his shaft and out the head of his cock painting her walls with a nice, hot shot of sperm. Load after load continued shooting into her womb as Melissa began yet another orgasm.

He groaned into her mouth as their passions overcame them and they were caught in a simultaneous orgasm.

"Oh, grandpa," she said breathlessly. "That was so good. I really needed you."

Jack withdrew from her and rolled off. Melissa let out a mild protest but understood. They were lying there basking in the afterglow of sex when they both heard it.

"OH, MY GOD!!!!!"

Startled, they both looked up to see Linda Brandell standing there. Shock and disbelief were written all over her face. She turned and ran towards the living room.



A Granddaughter's Request Ch. 03



Many thanks to all my readers. Your comments and encouragement are greatly appreciated.

Again, a special thanks to my editor, OnlyByMoonlight. Her advice and guidance helped to smooth out this story and the series.

*

Jack and Melissa had just enjoyed another steamy encounter in the den when Jack's neighbor, Linda Brandell, walked in on them.

She couldn't believe what she had just witnessed. She turned to run.

"Linda! Wait! Please!" Jack called after her.

Jack pulled his trousers on and ran after her as Melissa quickly dressed and followed him. He caught up with Linda in the kitchen. She had pulled a chair out to sit down

"I cannot believe you two!" She shrieked, looking directly at him. 

"How could you do this to Helen? To Debbie? What is wrong with you?"

"You don't understand. Please, let me ..."

"It wasn't grandpa's fault," Melissa interrupted as she caught up with them. "I was the one who started things when we were in New York. Grandpa did not want to do anything. I seduced him."

She told Linda about the conversations, the flight to New York, the buggy ride, and sneaking into the Jacuzzi. Linda sat practically open-mouthed as Melissa finished explaining.

"So this means you continue here? You know, Helen is suspicious. She was thinking something went on while you were away but she didn't suspect it would be with your granddaughter."

Jack looked at his granddaughter as he recalled telling her that people you live with for a long time can suspect things.

"Are you going to tell Helen?" Jack needed to know.

"I don't know. I have to think about this. I just don't know."

"Well, please, take your time."

Linda glared back at him catching his sarcasm.

"I'm sorry. None of us were expecting this. What are you doing here, anyway?"

"Helen asked me to stop by and get her wallet. She switched purses last night and took the wrong one this morning when she left. You didn't answer your cell, so she called me. I heard a noise in the den and went to investigate. That's when I found you two."

Everyone was silent for a minute. There wasn't anything more to say. Jack was completely embarrassed. Melissa was almost in tears.

Linda exhaled. "Look, Helen is my best friend. I wouldn't know where to begin with this. I have to compose myself before I meet her this afternoon. I'm not going to say anything for now. We can talk later."

Linda left the house visibly shaken. She would never let Helen know she had the hots for her best friend's husband. She was also upset. She had been trying to get Jack's attention since she met him. And now this little hussy of a granddaughter does it in one night! Upset? Hell, no! She was pissed off!

"I've got to calm down. I can't let Helen see me this way," she thought to herself as she headed back to her house.

Linda spent the next hour composing herself and contemplating how to handle the situation. She knew she had no intention of telling Helen. Not when she could use this to her advantage. A smile came across her face as she thought about all the possibilities.

Linda had been in and out of relationships her whole life. She had been married a few times before but she had a wild streak that did not allow her to settle down. There was always someone new. This led to the eventual breakup of her marriages.

She had her opportunities with Jack. The problem was that Jack was not interested. Linda saw this as a challenge. She had tried several times to gain his attention and each time resulted in her going away empty handed. He was stubborn and she was frustrated.

Now she had him where she wanted him. She would have preferred it some other way but those attempts were not working. If she couldn't have him by choice, she'd have him by coercion. To Linda it was all the same. 

"Don't worry. It'll come to you," she thought to herself as she left to meet with her friend.

Helen was only too glad to get out of the office for a while even if it was for an hour. Her boss had back to back meetings all morning and she wound up chasing him from conference room to conference room. She barely had time to call Linda to bring her wallet. Now she was on her way to meet her friend for a late lunch.

"Helen," her friend called out to her from a table in a corner of the restaurant. 

They greeted each other with sisterly hugs and chatted about the day's events. For Linda, there was one big event left out.

"By the way," Linda began. "I found a small leak under my kitchen sink this morning. Would it be ok if Jack came over and fixed it?"

"You'll have to ask him. I'm sure he wouldn't mind."

"Would you mind asking him for me? I have some errands I need to run and won't be home until 6 tonight."

"Sure, I'll talk to him."

In all the years Linda had been trying to get to Jack, she was subtle enough to never let Helen suspect a thing.

The friends finished their lunch, paid the check, and went their separate ways. Linda was proud of herself. She had everything in place. She couldn't wait for this evening. There wouldn't be any sex tonight, but she would see to it that she made up for lost time in the days to come.

Jack was in his study when Helen came home from work. "Hi, honey. How was your day?" He greeted her with his usual kiss.

"Very busy. We had meetings all day and I am exhausted."

"Sorry to hear that. Why don't you relax and I'll handle dinner. If you're not too tired, maybe we can go out."

"Something quick and light would be great. By the way, Linda was wondering if you would stop over after 6. She has a leak under her kitchen sink and she was hoping you could fix it."

"Sure. I'll take a look at it."

Jack knew it was an excuse. Linda just wanted to discuss whatever decision she came up with. He knew she wanted him. She was constantly reminding him of that fact. Jack figured she'd use this morning as leverage. He needed time to figure a way out of this. He had to think.

It was about 6:30 when he made his way to Linda's house. He knocked on the door. 

"Jack, come on in," she said as she held the door open for him. "I have given some thought about this morning and I have decided I am not going to tell Helen."

When Jack didn't respond, Linda continued.

"You know I have wanted you for a long time now. I think it's time you paid a little attention to me. We're not going to do anything tonight, but you are going to start making some plans and we're going to get together."

"How can you call yourself Helen's friend and carry on like this? I know what I did was wrong, but you are taking advantage of this situation."

"Don't get holier than thou with me. I believe Melissa started this whole thing, but you didn't have to carry it on. And you didn't have to bring it home."

Linda was right and he hated that. Unless he could figure a way out of this, he was going to have to play her little game. He got up to leave.

"I'll let you know something tomorrow," he said as he walked out the door.

When he got home, Helen was asleep on the couch. Jack approached her and looked at her.

"I'm really sorry for all this," he thought to himself as he stared at her. He retreated to the den.

Fifteen minutes later, the phone rang. "Hi, grandpa, it's me."

"Hey, sweetie. How are you?"

"I'm ok. Have you had a chance to speak to Linda?"

"Yes, I just got home about 25 minutes ago."

"Is she going to say anything?"

"No, she isn't."

Jack told Melissa about Linda's scheme.

"Grandpa, I am so sorry. I feel as if this is my fault. This would never have happened had I not been so persistent."

"I have to take responsibility, too, Melissa. I could have stopped anytime. I should have and I didn't."

"I didn't leave you many choices. And now, it doesn't seem like you have any choice with Linda."

"I'll figure something out with Linda. I just need time to think. In the meantime, we are going to call it quits, understand?"

"Yes, grandpa."

Helen couldn't believe her ears. She woke up and heard Jack's voice in the den. As she approached, she could hear the conversation. She knew he was talking to Melissa. But what did he mean about figuring something out with Linda? And what did he mean telling Melissa that they would have to call it quits? 

She stood dumbfounded and numb as the conversation dawned on her. She covered her mouth and slipped back in the living room. Was this right? Was Jack having sex with his granddaughter? Was Linda trying to blackmail her husband? 

Helen's thoughts wandered back to when she was a young woman Melissa's age and had her own concerns and fears. She reflected on a similar event that had taken place when her thoughts brought her back to the present.

She had known Linda had a thing for Jack and would like nothing better than to get him into bed. Sure, Linda tried to be discreet about it, but Helen could see through it. That's why she always kept a close eye on her friend. She figured the kitchen leak was just an excuse to get Jack over there. She wasn't going to let her friend get away with this. But first, she had to deal with Jack and Melissa.

The following week offered Jack little opportunity to see Linda. Helen seemed to come up with some activity or event every time the opportunity came about. Saturday was fast approaching and he knew Helen would be working. He did not look forward to seeing Linda.

On Friday, Helen came home from work. "I have some great news," she exclaimed.

"What is it," asked Jack.

"I requested to have tomorrow off. I thought it might be nice just to spend the day together and goof off. We can do whatever we want. How's that sound?"

"Sounds like a great idea. Did you have anything in mind?"

"Not yet, but I'm sure we'll think of something."

"Wonderful," Jack thought to himself. Now he had to go and explain to Linda that Saturday would not be a good day to get together. She was not going to be happy about this. He managed to sneak a few moments to call her and let her know.

"I can't believe this! The one day we can finally be together and she has to take the day off. If I didn't know better, I'd think she did this intentionally!"

Linda was fuming. Helen could not possibly suspect anything. Jack wouldn't say anything to her. He knew better. Yet it seemed like things were constantly coming up. An errand or a chore or something. She had no choice. She was just going to have to bide her time and have patience.

The next morning Jack woke up to the smell of fresh coffee and bacon frying. It had been a long time since he woke up to that smell and it put a smile on his face. He got up and went downstairs to join Helen. When he got to the kitchen, he found her preparing breakfast and Melissa sitting at the table.

"Good morning, grandpa."

Helen turned around. "Good morning, sleepyhead. Would you like some coffee?"

"Yes, please."

He was surprised to see Melissa here. Helen said this was a day for the two of them.

"What are you doing here?"

Helen turned and answered for Melissa. "I thought it would be nice for the three of us to spend some time together."

Jack could sense it. Something was up. He had a pretty good idea what it was; he just didn't know how Helen could possibly have known. Jack poured himself a cup of coffee and sat down as Helen finished cooking the bacon.

After they finished breakfast, Helen decided it was time to get things out in the open. She looked at Jack.

"Last week, after you got back from Linda's, I heard you on the phone with Melissa. I didn't hear the whole conversation, but I got most of it. I want to know what's going on."

Jack's stomach knotted up on him. He had no choice. He was going to have to tell Helen everything. His mouth dried up as he tried to speak. He took a sip of coffee and began telling her everything that happened in New York. Melissa sat and listened not daring to interrupt her grandfather.

If Helen was upset, she didn't show it. She sat and listened attentively as Jack explained how Linda found out about him and Melissa. He told her about Linda's plan to blackmail him into bed with her. When he had finished, Helen sat there and looked first at Jack, then Melissa, and back at Jack.

"I'll be right back. Don't either of you move until I return."

Helen got up and headed out the door. She went to Linda's house and knocked on the door. She was livid. She didn't care if she woke Linda up. It was all Helen could do to keep from strangling her. 

"Helen! This is a surprise so early. Is everything ok?"

"If you ever again come near me, or my family, I will turn your life into a living hell."

Linda was shocked and couldn't speak. She had never seen Helen so angry. It wasn't like Helen to threaten anyone. She opened her mouth to say something, but before any words came to her mind Helen turned and stormed away.

Helen stood at the corner of her house trying to regain her composure. 

Jack and Melissa didn't say a word while Helen was away. He did feel a huge relief at having gotten everything out in the open. Now, there was the aftermath to deal with. He could not tell how Helen was feeling and this had him worried. He looked over at Melissa. The look on her face told him that she had questions and doubts as well.

Helen returned and took her place at the table.

"That takes care of Linda. You won't be hearing from her again. Now for the two of you."

She looked at Melissa. "I understand what you were going through. I was your age once and believe me, boys have not changed over the years."

Melissa broke down in tears. "Grandma, I am so, so sorry."

"It's ok, dear. It's ok. I have something to tell you."

Melissa looked up.

"I was just like you when I was your age. I was confused about things. My girlfriends were all having sex. I didn't want to lose my virginity to someone who did not have any experience. So I asked my father."

Now it was Jack's turn to be shocked. Melissa looked back in disbelief. Helen continued.

"Like your grandfather, he refused. He didn't want anything to do with it. He tried reasoning with me and talking me out of it but I was stubborn and wanted only one thing. And like you, I waited for the opportunity to take advantage of him. We continued our relationship right up until the time I married your grandfather."

She turned to look at Jack.

"Jack, I can't be upset with you over this when I had done the same thing so many years ago. I should have told you then but I didn't think you would understand. I am sorry I kept it away from you this long."

Helen got up, went over to her husband, and gave him a long, passionate kiss.

Melissa was wide-eyed. She had seen her grandmother kiss her grandfather many times, but not like this. Helen then walked around to Melissa. She pulled her up and gave her a hug. She could feel the young girl's breasts against her own and it was sending chills down her spine. She could also feel her pussy starting to tingle.

She brought Melissa's lips to her own and softly kissed her. When her granddaughter didn't resist, she began a long, slow, passionate kiss.

Melissa was surprised. She didn't know how she felt about another woman kissing her much less her grandmother. All she knew was that her head was spinning, her pussy was tingling and it was starting to get wet.

Jack could not believe what he was seeing. The sight of his wife kissing their granddaughter was too much. His cock was starting to get hard.

"I think we need to take this somewhere else," Helen said as she broke her kiss with Melissa.

The kiss left Melissa a little short of breath as she followed her grandmother up the stairs and to the bedroom. Jack followed behind. Melissa turned around and began kissing Jack. She inserted her tongue into his mouth and began exploring and teasing his tongue. Jack returned the kiss as he started moving his hands down her back and over the cheeks of her ass.

Helen moved beside Jack and started rubbing his cock. She wanted him good and hard. Jack's other arm went around her and they engaged in a three way kiss. Melissa's hand moved up and caressed Helen's breast. It felt bigger than her own. Her other hand reached down and joined her grandmother's hand rubbing her grandfather's cock.

When Helen felt her granddaughter's hand, she moved her hand up and began undoing Jack's belt. The button to his pants was next followed by the zipper. Melissa tugged his pants down. She reached inside his boxers and continued rubbing up and down his shaft. Helen kneeled on the rug and pulled down his boxers.

Melissa was still stroking her grandfather as pre-cum began appearing on the head of Jack's cock. Helen stuck her tongue out and gently licked the offering up. It tasted so sweet. She took the head of Jack's cock in her mouth and started moving down his shaft. 

Melissa's hand gave way to her grandmother's mouth. Helen had her husband down to the base and held there. Jack was moaning with pleasure as Helen's tongue explored his shaft. Melissa stood up to kiss her grandfather. Jack removed her top to expose her young, full breasts. He started playing with them and getting her nipples hard.

Helen's hands were now busy undoing Melissa's jeans. It was a little awkward at first, so she had to release Jack's cock and turn her attention to Melissa.

She had Melissa's jeans and panties down and was now looking at her granddaughter's sweet pussy. She could see how wet her granddaughter was. She moved closer and began licking at the dew forming on Melissa's outer lips. The drops of nectar were so delicious. Melissa began letting out little moans. She was now being led to the bed while her grandfather continued playing with her breasts and her grandmother continued licking her pussy. 

Once they had her on the bed, Jack laid his granddaughter down and began sucking on her breasts. Helen spread her legs apart and continued licking Melissa's pussy. Her tongue was now inside the slit and bathing Melissa's clit.

Melissa's moans were growing louder. She couldn't believe the feelings and sensations her grandparents were eliciting from her. She was in a whole other world. All her nerves had come alive as the chills ran throughout her body. Her pussy was alive and sensitive with the tongue bathing her grandmother was giving her. Her breasts felt like soft satin pillows with exposed nerve endings because of the teasing and sucking her grandfather was giving them.

Helen licked her way down to Melissa's pussy and inserted her tongue into her hole. Her thumb continued playing with her granddaughter's clit. Melissa's hips were bucking in rhythm to her grandmother's tongue. Her back arched as her grandfather switched from one breast to the other.

Her passion was building and she wasn't going to hold out much longer. 

"Grandma! Grandpa! Oh, god!"

Her breath was coming in deep, short, spasms as her grandparents continued working her to a frenzy. She could feel it building. 

Melissa's orgasm washed over her in a torrent of waves that had her feeling as if she was riding Haley's Comet. She let out one long, loud moan as her juices poured over her grandmother's tongue.

Helen continued licking up as much of Melissa's juices as she could even after the girl's orgasm passed over her. Jack had stopped playing with his granddaughter's breasts and moved his hand down to join his wife's hand in playing with Melissa's pussy.

Melissa couldn't move. She continued lying on the bed as her grandparents turned their attention to each other.

Jack and Helen were embraced in a passionate kiss. He could taste his granddaughter on his wife. His cock was rock hard. He moved his hand up and began unbuttoning her blouse.

When he reached the last button, he removed the blouse from her shoulders and undid her bra.

Helen had large breasts. Her age had caused them to sag a little but they were still firm enough. Melissa just stared. Her grandmother had some of the biggest nipples she had seen. She just had to touch them.