The sweat dripped off the end of my nose as I walked home from classes. Here it was not even summer and the heat was oppressive. We had been running our air conditioning full blast for the last two weeks and there was little relief in sight. My room mates and I knew that we could not be stuck in town for the long weekend with all this heat. Yet where could we go to escape from it and not be in debt afterwards. All of us were on limited funds. We had just enough money for school, rent, and food if we pooled our money. That's why we were all living together. It was way cheaper to live in a house paying rent, than to live in separate apartments.
There we were, two over heated females desperate to escape the confines of the city, with limited resources to draw on. It was then that Donna came home and overheard us talking about getting away from the city for the four day weekend.
"If you guys are that interested in getting away, there's a possibility that my Grandpa will be at his cottage. We could all go there. He is usually there most of the time. There's lots of room, I'm sure he wouldn't mind seeing us for a few days."
Karen and I looked at each other and considered what Donna had just proposed. Other than money for gas, it would only cost us a bit for food. We couldn't just show up empty handed and stay without supplying our own food. We thought about it for a few minutes and realized that if we took our food we could do it.
With that thought in mind Donna got on the phone asked her Grandpa Dave if the three of us could visit. In no time at all we had the groceries packed, along with our bathing suits and towels. We also took jeans and sweaters for the evenings, just in case it got cool enough to wear them by the lake. Donna said that even though it was hot in the city, it could cool off at night.
Two hours later, we reached the cottage and discovered that Grandpa Dave's cottage was more like a permanent home. The place was huge. Lots of fans, glass and high ceilings. Best of all it had four bedrooms. There was a large eat in kitchen, and an equally large living room with a big screen TV hooked up to a satellite dish. The master bedroom had it's own separate bathroom. Each of the bedrooms had a doorway leading to a huge deck overlooking the lake.
Grandpa Dave turned out to be a very tall, slender, handsome gentleman of about 66 years of age. His wife had died in a car crash about ten years before and had never remarried. He had retired to the cottage and spent most of his time alone. Once and a while he had members of the family come to the cottage and spend a few days, but for the most part he lived alone.
I don't think he was used to having three young females invade his space but he was very gracious and made us all feel welcome. When Donna had introduced us Grandpa Dave had given us all a big hug. We couldn't be mistaken for sisters because we all had different hair colour, and height. Donna was about 5'5" tall with rich dark brown hair and blue eyes, and average sized breasts. Karen was the smallest at 5'1" tall with flaming red hair, green eyes, and a very nice figure topped with small but perky breasts. I on the other hand, Mandy, was the tallest of our group at 5'9" tall with shoulder length ash blonde hair, deep blue eyes and an athletic figure topped off with 44DD breasts. There was no denying that when we walked into a room we were the centre of attention.
Since Donna was staying with her Grandpa she decided to bring one of her more conservative 2 piece suits to swim in. Karen and I on the other hand had no worries about what Grandpa Dave would say to our parents about our swim wear so we brought our string bikinis. We decided to explore the lake and headed down to the dock for a brief stroll before supper. About an hour later we heard an old cow bell being rung and Donna told us that it was always used to call everyone to meals.
Since we were at the lake we took our cue on supper attire from Donna's Grandpa who stayed dressed in his swim suit. As we sat eating supper I could not help but notice that Grandpa Dave was certainly checking out Karen and myself. Infact it seemed that his eyes never lifted above our breasts. Grandpa Dave was a senior citizen but was by no means dead when it came to looking at beautiful young ladies. There we were sitting at the supper table with our tits barely covered by our bikini tops. The material was so thin that our nipples could be seen clearly.
Grandpa Dave suggested that we should take the boat out on the lake since we were going to be staying for a few days and do some real sight seeing. So next morning after our boat safety lesson, we headed out on the lake to see the sights. As soon as we were out of sight of the cottage we all whipped off our bikini tops. What a thrill it was to be out on the water with the wind on our nipples and the spray from the boat helping to keep us cool. We got a few stares and whistles from passing boats as we sped by and flashed them. However we soon discovered that our nipples were getting burned very quickly being exposed to the sun and water so we had to cover up. By the time we returned to the cottage we were feeling the effects. Grandpa Dave was waiting for us as we pulled up to the dock and helped us as we tied up the boat. The rest of the day was rather low key as we all just hung around the cottage and relaxed. After supper we watched a movie off the satellite dish and eventually headed to bed around midnight.
I had been in bed for about two hours and was unable to sleep so I decided to head out on the deck for a look at the moon and the lake at night. I had been standing there for about twenty minutes or so when I turned to go back inside and realized that Grandpa Dave had been sitting on the deck the whole time watching me as I looked out on the lake. I quickly covered myself with my hands and rushed back inside. I had been out on the deck topless. I thought at that time of night everyone would be asleep and I woldn't be seen.
"I'm sorry I startled you. I didn't mean to embarrass you," he said softly.
"You should have warned me that you were out there. I meant no disrespect to you by going out there half naked. The night was so warm and I figured everyone would be asleep," I answered back.
"Trust me when I say that I fully understand why you went out without your clothes. I often sit out there at night totally naked when I am alone. There's something very peaceful about sitting outside at night with no clothes on. Even during the day I go without clothes whenever I can," he whispered.
By this time I had put on a T-shirt and stepped back out on the deck to talk. Grandpa Dave said we should speak softly because voices carry very easily at night in the quiet. He went on to explain that he couldn't help himself when he looked at me standing naked by the railing. It had been a long time since he had seen such a large pair of lovely naked breasts and was just lost in their beauty.
"Donna's Grandma was killed about ten years ago and I've never really gotten over her death. I still miss her deeply. Her breasts were about the same size as yours and she stood just about as tall. So you see, I had a vision of what it used to be like having her here with me. Her hair was very much shorter than yours but the same colour. She knew I was partial to busty blondes and kept her hair ash blonde for me. She used to wear nothing at all when we were alone on the deck at night. We'd sit and hold hands as we watched the moon on the water. Sometimes we'd even make love outside. There was no one around for miles so when we made noise as we made love, we only disturbed the fish."
I walked over and put my arms around him and gave him a hug. I told him that I understood and hoped I hadn't caused too many painful memories. As he looked into my eyes I could see tears starting to run down his cheeks. He held me and he wept softly. He said that it was one thing to lose a mate through sickness, but something totally different when your mate is suddenly killed in a car crash. You never get to say your goodbyes to them. One moment they are alive with you, and the next they are being buried. All the things you would like to say are never said. In all the years since his wife's death, Grandpa had never been with another woman. He'd been out on dates but never connected with any of them. He wanted to take many of them to bed but they never matched up to his wife. He really missed being able to feel his wife's breasts as they sat and snuggled at night. He missed her blonde hair. Most of all he said he missed making love to her. When he got lonely and frustrated he masturbated to relieve himself. It never solved his lonliness.
As he stood there weeping quietly on my shoulder I took his hands and placed them on my breasts. I felt his hands tremble as he held my massive breasts and he began to caress and feel them with his fingers. He took my nipples between his fingers and began to rotate them as he squeezed and pulled on them. I reached down and lifted my shirt over my head and guided his lips to my breasts. He sucked and licked them gently as he continued to massage my 44DD's. A moan escaped his lips and I felt his knees begin to weaken. I helped him into his bedroom and led him over to the bed. I laid him down and pulled off his swim suit. I quickly got rid of my PJ shorts and climbed onto the bed beside him. He wrapped himself around me and clung to me like it was his last night on earth. He let his hands wander over my body. His touches were very gentle and not rushed. I felt his lips on mine. He kissed me and I felt him slide his tongue into my mouth. I sucked on his tongue and returned the kiss evenly. His lips travelled all over my body leaving hot trails of saliva as they worked their way from location to location. He nibbled my ear lobes and kissed my throat. He worked his way down my arms and back up again and onto my shoulders and neck. He spent many minutes working on my huge breasts. Finally he sucked on one of my nipples as he played with the other between his fingers. He changed nipples and repeated the process. He then worked his way down across my flat belly to the tops of my legs where he paused briefly to breathe the scent from my pubic hair. He worked his way down each of my legs trailing hot wet kisses and licks as he went. He turned me over and proceeded to kiss me all over my back.
