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Blue Bloods Ch 02 A Challenge

Blue Bloods Ch 02 A Challenge

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"What do you think of Betty in 3B?" Eddie Jenko asked her husband as they put away laundry in their apartment.

"The widow? I don't think anything about her," Jamie responded as he hung a sweater in their bedroom closet.

"You know what I mean. For Pops," Eddie said.

"I'm still not following," Jamie said.

"For Pops to date, dummy. Maybe when he comes over tonight for your dad's birthday party, we find a way to have them meet?" Eddie asked.

"Are you back on this again? Pops is in his 80s. He has plenty of friends. He has hobbies. I don't think he needs you to play match-maker," Jamie explained.

"Sure...but everyone needs a little romance in their life. You had friends. You had hobbies. Are you really going to tell me that you were happy before we got together?" Eddie asked.

Jamie couldn't argue with that reasoning. He went back to pairing socks.

"Can someone his age...y'know...still even do something romantic?" Jamie asked, genuinely curious.

"Um, I don't think there's an age limit on buying a girl flowers and taking her to dinner, Sergeant Reagan," Eddie said with an eye-roll. Eddie continued folding her clean laundry.

"You know what I mean. It kinda defeats the purpose of dating someone if the most you'll get out of it is a peck on the cheek," Jamie countered with a smile.

"Sometimes you can be a real pig," Eddie said jokingly, throwing one of his old tee-shirts at him. Jamie folded it neatly and put it in a nearby drawer.

"But just so you know," Eddie said, "Your grandfather can absolutely still get it up."

"What? How do you know?" Jamie asked, shocked.

"I've seen it," she quickly responded.

"You've seen it? No way," Jamie said dismissively.

"Oh, I most certainly have."

"He showed it to you?"

"No, he didn't show it to me."

"Then how do you know he can still...y'know...get one?"

"Jamie, I swear on our future kids' lives that your grandfather Henry is still 100% capable of getting an erection."

"And you have evidence, Officer Jenko?"

"First-hand."

"Explain."

"Remember two weeks ago? At family dinner? I wore that top. The one that shows off 'the girls.' I caught him staring at my cleavage," Eddie said.

"Wait. Staring at your breasts is not the same as getting an erection," Jamie said.

"Jamie, I caught him looking and he got all red in the face and wouldn't stand up from the table when it was time to clear it. He had a boner," Eddie explained.

"Gimme a break. Pops can't get a "boner" at his age. It's scientific."

"How about a bet?"

"A bet? What do you even have that I want?" Jamie laughed.

"I can think of one thing you've asked for and that I've never given you," Eddie said with a sly smirk.

"C'mon, you can't be serious," Jamie said.

"I bet you that I can prove that Henry Reagan can still get it up. If I win, you do all my paperwork for a full month. Every last page. And if you win, you...can do the thing you want to me, but only once," Eddie noted.

"Sounds fair. I'll make sure to pick up some extra lube," Jamie joked.

"I'd be more worried about the carpal tunnel," Eddie corrected him.

"Okay...so...how exactly do you plan on winning this bet?" Jamie said.

"You'll see."

"Right, sure...but just to be clear, there's no cheating...like, you can't slip him one of those blue pills...and no touching either."

"No problem. You just get ready for some serious desk-time, Sarge," Eddie said.

********

As she'd told Jamie, Eddie Jenko did call her husband's grandpa, Henry Reagan, over to their apartment early to help her set up for the surprise birthday party they'd be having for the Commissioner that evening. Eddie was dressed in her usual weekend attire - blue jeans, a sweater, nothing special really, and certainly not what one wore to an event such as the PC's surprise birthday party.

When Henry arrived, a bottle of whiskey in hand, he was surprised to see that Jamie wasn't around.

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"Where's the old ball-and-chain, Eddie?" he asked his grand-daughter-in-law as he stepped into their apartment.

"Oh, he went out to get the cake. He'll be back any minute I'm sure...depending on traffic," Eddie said, taking Henry's coat and gift.

"Well, you said you need some help setting up. Put me to work, Officer Jenko," Henry said with a smile.

"Well, it's funny you should say that. I've got the food warming in the oven and the table is set. The drink station is stocked. I guess all I need to do now is just change," Eddie said. "And...I could actually use your opinion."

"I'm not sure I'd be much help. I'm not much of a fashion expert," Henry said.

"Don't say that, you always dress so sharp, Henry. C'mon, I've got it down to two outfits," Eddie said, taking Henry by the hand and leading him to the bedroom.

Grandpa was flustered. It had been many years since a woman took him to their bedroom. But hey, he thought, it's not like she was coming onto him or anything. She just wanted his advice, he thought. Eddie wouldn't actually be changing in front of him either, he was sure. She would just hold up two dresses and he would point to one of them and then he'd leave the room, give her the necessary privacy to get dressed, and take a seat on the couch. Nothing weird about that at all. He still felt a little awkward getting caught staring at her cleavage a few weeks prior.

What he didn't know was that his grandson, Jamie, was watching them from the bedroom closet as they entered.

Jenko patted the bed, encouraging Grandpa to sit. She then lifted up two dresses that were draped over a chair. She held them for Grandpa to see.

To him, the dresses looked nearly identical. Both black. Both nice. He could barely tell the two apart aside from a few details here or there.

"I don't know, Eddie. They both look great. I can barely tell them apart. Just choose one. You can't go wrong. I'm sure you would look beautiful in either," Henry said as he started to stand to make his exit. But before he'd even stood, Eddie handed him one of the dresses.

"That's very nice, Henry, but you don't get off that easy. These dresses are completely different. One is elegant chic and one is classic. Y'know what? You just gotta see how they look when they're on. Here, hold this," she said, practically shoving Pops back onto the bed while handing him one of the dresses.

She draped the other dress over the chair and quickly lifted her sweater and undershirt in one pull, exposing herself in just a simple black bra. Pops had seen her in a similar state of undress before - when they went on a family beach day - but this felt different. They were in public then. Now they were in the bedroom she shared with his grandson.

"Um...I....maybe I should step outside?" Henry said, flummoxed. In the closet, Jamie felt his body temperature rise.

"This'll only take a minute. If you want, just shut your eyes," Eddie said as she started unbuttoning her jeans.

Henry couldn't help but watch through slightly-closed eyes as Eddie, now down to a black bra and red bikini panties, moved around in front of him. She turned her body and Pops took a mental picture of her perfectly round, tight ass. The fabric of her panties hugged it like a second skin. I have a very lucky grandson, he thought. His cock hardened in his pants. He tried to think of baseball, WW2, anything but the impure thoughts in his head.

Of course, in the closet, Jamie's mouth was agape. He couldn't believe his wife was practically giving a strip show to his grandfather. It was gross, funny, and hot all at once. His cock hardened too.

Eddie put on the first black dress and did a little twirl. Pops was able to breathe for the first time in minutes.

"What do you think?" Eddie asked.

"Stunning," he said. "I think you found the one."

Eddie laughed. She was surprised he could speak with how much blood had left his face and traveled south. She knew she had him - the tent in his pants made that abundantly clear from her vantage point - but her competitive side meant that she wanted to push things further to win the bet without question.

"That's not how a fashion show works, silly. Gimme," Eddie said, taking the second black dress from Henry's hands and draping it over the chair.

Here we go again, Henry thought, as Eddie pulled off the first dress, once again revealing herself in just her skimpy underwear. This time, Pops didn't even pretend to hide or shut his eyes.

"Now, this one, if you really want to wear it right, you don't wear anything underneath," Eddie said, twisting her bra around and unclamping it.

Grandpa's eyes nearly bounced out of their sockets as Eddie exposed her breasts. They were gorgeous. Perky and sizable but not too big, with nice small nipples. Eddie could see a small pool of saliva forming in Grandpa's dropped jaw. He was stunned into silence, a deer in headlights.

Eddie slowly bent down and pulled down her tight red panties, exposing a freshly shaved pussy. Even Jamie in the closet wasn't expecting that.

Standing fully nude in front of Henry, Eddie didn't even feign putting on the 2nd dress. She just let him soak in the view with a smile on her face, staring him dead in the eyes. She dangled her red panties around her finger. She then placed her panties on the bed, right beside Henry.

"You like what you see, Henry?" she asked, innocently.

Henry was speechless. Completely dumb-founded. She stood like that for a full 10 seconds, but it felt like much longer.

Eddie snapped her fingers, breaking the silence before teasing, in a sing-songy voice, "OooOoh, Jaaamie."

Grandpa got real nervous then. He heard some rumbling in the closet and turned towards it.

Eddie walked over to it and opened it wide, revealing an equally nervous and shocked Jamie Reagan. Equally erect too.

"So...you ready to admit defeat?" Eddie said.

"Uh...I....well...I mean...technically..." Jamie stuttered.

"Oh, c'mon! He's got a boner!" Eddie said, pointing to Henry's crotch. It was fairly obvious that he was erect, his dick practically at the point of bursting out of the front of his pants.

"I demand to know what is going on here!" Henry said, obviously a little confused and more than a little upset.

Eddie, still fully nude, explained, "Your grandson thought you were too old to get an erection. I bet him a month's worth of paperwork that you still could. And I won the bet. Clearly."

Henry felt used and a bit disgusted at being a pawn in some silly game. Jamie's competitive spirit, equally as strong as Eddie's (if not stronger), wouldn't let him go down without a fight, though.

"Hey! That could just be the way the pants are constructed. You don't really have a boner, do you, Pops?" Jamie said, hoping beyond hope that somehow he'd end up winning the bet. Jamie knew this would probably be his only chance of ever getting the one thing she'd always denied him.

"See for yourself," Henry responded, before dropping his trousers and boxers in one tug and exposing his fully erect pecker. Eddie's mouth opened in shock before she let out a victorious laugh. It wasn't the biggest she'd ever seen - Jamie's was thicker and longer - but it was decent. Maybe most of it was just hidden behind his thick, old man bush.

"Well, that seals it. Thank you, Henry," she said.

"No, thank you, Officer Jenko," he responded, no shame whatsoever in exposing his genitals. At his age, he had no time for embarrassment when indignation was called for.

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Jamie hung his head, shaking it in a mix of disgust and regret. He hated to lose. He hated paperwork. He really wanted to put his dick into his wife's ass.

"Awww, poor baby," Eddie said, giving her husband a side hug. She reached down and rubbed the front of his pants. "Oh, looks like Henry wasn't the only Reagan who got turned on."

Jamie turned to face her and she practically stuck her tongue down his throat, giving him a passionate kiss. All the tension from the quasi-striptease she'd given to Henry (and her hidden husband) had made Eddie quite horny. Winning was also an aphrodisiac to her. She pulled at his shirt and Jamie resisted at first, but when Eddie started nibbling on his neck, it was impossible to push her away.

"Woah, woah...we still have company," Jamie whispered in her ear, nodding in Henry's direction on their bed.

"Yeah...Looks like you two need some alone time," Henry said as he stuffed his still semi-swollen dick back into his boxers and started pulling up his pants.

"Don't move. I want you to see how your grandson fucks me," Eddie said between kisses.

Jamie couldn't believe his ears. Eddie knew it was a gamble to say something so taboo, but the fact that Jamie's dick got even harder - she didn't even know that was possible, but somehow it was - told her he was clearly into it.

"Let's do it over here," Eddie said, positioning herself in front of the vanity. She placed her elbows on the table and bent over to give Jamie access to her pussy from behind. Jamie spit in his hand and rubbed the saliva on his dick, respectable and thick and slightly-above average in length, before guiding it into her pussy. Eddie let out a groan of pleasure.

All the while, Grandpa had taken his own dick back out of his boxers and was quietly stroking it, staring at the two young lovers.

As Jamie began humping, kissing Eddie's neck from behind, Eddie turned her face towards Henry. She was incredibly turned on watching him stroke his nearly 90 year old dick. They locked eyes.

"You like this, Henry? You like watching your grandson fuck me?...Use them, use my panties," she ordered between humps. He nodded, reached over, and picked up the panties she'd been wearing moments earlier. He positioned them around his dick.

"No...first give them a sniff, Henry...sniff my panties..." she said as Jamie began to increase his pace.

Henry pulled the panties up to his nostrils and inhaled deeply.

"You smell that?...That's my pussy, Henry...that's my pussy you smell...it was getting wet when I was stripping for you," she hissed. Henry, as if in a trance, lowered them down and put them back around his cock before proceeding to play with himself.

"Jerk off for me, Pops. I wanna see it. C'mon, grandpa, jerk off with my panties," she said. She knew that calling him "grandpa" and "pops" was the kind of dirty talk that everyone in the room wanted to hear. Encouraged by what she saw, she kept going.

"That's good, Jamie, fuck me. Fuck me while your grandpa jerks his cock...just like that...that's good," she continued.

Jamie was fucking her hard and deep and trying his best not to turn around himself. He liked hearing the dirty talk. A small part of him definitely liked knowing that his grandfather was in the room with them. But actually seeing him jerking off still felt a little gross. Best to not look, he thought. They fucked like that for a few minutes, the room silent except for the occasional grunts of sex and the sound of Jamie and Eddie's bodies slapping against each other. All the while, Henry kept tugging.

Abruptly, Eddie pulled herself off of Jamie's thrusting cock. He snapped out of the sexual trance he was in. Henry stopped stroking his dick, a bit startled that things were finishing before anyone had even cum. Eddie turned around and nodded towards the floor before getting on her hands and knees.

"Let's do it on the floor," she said to Jamie, panting. Her husband obliged by getting on one knee and positioning himself behind her. He started fucking her just as hard as before and Eddie grunted with approval. Sitting on the bed, less than two feet away from the newlyweds, Henry started stroking again. In this position, it was difficult for Jamie not to see his grandfather, still sitting on the bed. He tried his best to turn away.

"That's it, Pops. Keep stroking...keep stroking that nice, old dick of yours...you like jerking off in my panties, Grandpa?...C'mon, Jamie, spank me...slap my ass...when's the last time you jerked off, Pops?" Eddie said.

"It's...it's been awhile," Henry said, swallowing the air.

"You're such a slut," Jamie said as he slapped her tight, little ass. At this point, he had no choice but to fully engage. He and his grandfather finally looked each other in the eyes. Henry nodded in approval and agreement. His mouth watered as he jerked off with Eddie's underwear.

"Yeah, I am," Eddie said, panting as Jamie pounded her from behind. She continued, "I'm your slut, Jamie...I'm your dirty little slut...you want to see how dirty I can be?"

Jamie nearly erupted just hearing her ask that. He panted, "Yes."

"Come over here, Henry...stand in front of me," Eddie said. Henry didn't need more encouragement than that. He took her panties off his dick and put them on the floor. He then stood up from the bed and moved closer towards Eddie, jacking off directly in front of her face. Eddie remembered the "no touching" rule from earlier and wanted to be respectful to her husband.

"That's it, Henry. Stroke it in my face. I want it. I want that load on my face. Please, cum on my face, grandpa."

"Is that what you want? You want my seed?" Henry panted.

"Oooh, yeah...I want it, Henry...c'mon...give it to me."

Jamie remembered the "no touching part" rule from earlier, but he was too turned on not to let her go further. He gave her ass another hard slap.

"Lick his balls, Officer," he said, surprising himself with not only what he was asking her to do, but also that he called her "officer." Her pussy tightened around his cock. He repeated himself, "Do it, Officer Jenko."

Henry slowed his stroking. The world stood still for a second as he waited to see how Eddie would respond.

"Yes...yes, sir...." Eddie said to her husband before turning her attention back to Henry. She looked up at him and begged, "C'mere Henry...let me lick your balls... let me suck em' while you jack off."

Henry inched even closer and did as he was told. Eddie started lapping at his gray-haired ball sack. Still banging her from behind, Jamie could feel his wife's juices practically running down their thighs. She was cumming hard and trying her best to sustain the climax. He took a gamble of his own and spat all over his tongue before rubbing it on Jenko's asshole.

"Oooh...Jamie...keep doing that...I like it," Eddie said, jolted by the feeling of her husband's thumb pressing up against her asshole. She'd never had so much as a pinky finger in there before and the closest Jamie ever got to actually penetrating it was with his tongue. He'd practically begged her to let him fuck her up the ass, but she hated the idea. Or used to. In this moment, she loved the pressure he was applying on it.

Jamie loved the encouragement and effect it was having on his wife. He lifted his hand back up towards his mouth, spitting on his thumb once again before lowering it back down to her butt. This time he didn't just rub it along her asshole, he pushed it slightly in.

"Oh fuck," Eddie said, her ass penetrated for the first time, "Uugh...you're in my ass, Jamie...you like that? You like having your finger in my ass?"

Jamie grunted his response, pushing his thumb in even more.

"You like getting fucked, don't ya', Officer Jenko?" he asked as she got back to licking his balls. She grunted in assent. She loved hearing them call her by her rank. He kept going, "Yeah, lick my scrotum...Do a good job and I'll give you what you want."

"Suck his dick, Eddie," Jamie said. Jamie kept pumping his wife from behind, fucking her asshole with his thumb too now, and his encouragement hung in the air for a few seconds.

Eddie stopped licking Henry's balls and repositioned herself to take the old man's dick. Henry went speechless again, his whole body stiffening.

"That's it, Eddie," Jamie said, "How's that dick taste?"

Eddie bobbed her head up and down, pausing only to respond, "So good, Sarge...I love it."

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