"Mr. Smith?"
"MR. SMITH!"
"Errr, sorry. Miles away."
"Somewhere nice I hope?"
"Oh yes, I think so! A nice sunny beach."
"Sounds lovely, was I there?"
"Hang on, I'll have a look," I said smiling up into her laughing eyes.
"Yes! There you are. Tiny little yellow bikini." I told her.
"But I haven't got a tiny little yellow bikini." she replied sadly.
"Oh! What colour is it?" I asked tentatively.
"Blue, sky blue." Came back the answer with another amused smile.
"Hang on, I'll have another look. Oh, yes! There you are. Ummm that is tiny, very nice. Oh! An' so are those!" I looked up at her and grinned.
"What?" she asked playfully.
"You've just taken your top off, is that likely?" I asked looking pointedly at her nice, full breasts.
She seemed to think for a moment then...
"Yes, probably, very probably under the right circumstances."
"Hang on! Let me check to see if it's the right circumstances."
She was laughing. I was smiling. Happy daze.
"Oh! I do think it must be the right circumstances. That was a small bikini bottom, wasn't it?"
"Was?"
"Yes, you've just slipped them off as well. Now you're just wearing a big pair of sunglasses and flip-flops."
"Flip-flops? That's not very sexy!" she was really laughing happily.
I was laughing as much, enjoying the silly banter.
"Maybe not but they'll stop you from burning your feet on the hot sand."
"Big sunglasses will give me panda eyes if it's that hot," she said knowledgeably.
"True, but they'll enable you to pretend you're not checking out the guys that are checking out you while having naughty thoughts, and that you're enjoying it."
"How do you know they're having naughty thoughts?" she asked with a grin that was getting more wicked by the second.
"Because I'm old enough to be your father and I'm having naughty thoughts and if I am they must be, or gay!" I admitted gleefully.
She glanced down at her clipboard.
"Grandfather!" she said, simply.
"What? Eh? Oh, yes -- well I'm young for my age." I said grinning impishly up at her.
She started, looked thoughtful...
"When's all this happening?" she asked in mock seriousness.
"Soon as you've made up my new specs, couple of days after, gotta make sure I can see properly first. Why, wanna come?" I asked, mischievously.
"How long we talking about?" Still the wicked smile and impish sparkle in her eyes.
"How long d'you think I'll last?"
She looked at me appraisingly.
"Lemme see," she said stroking her chin, "two maybe three....." she paused for a long time, "days?"
"Phew! I thought for a minute you were going to say hours! So, a long day to get there then.." I paused, calculating, "Let's say three days, a few days recovery then, maybe four days, coz I'll be in better shape by then. A bit of recuperation then the long drive home -- say ten-fourteen days?" I suggested playfully.
"I'll ask my husband," she said calling my playful bluff.
"Good idea," I replied totally unabashed then handed her my card. "Phone and email. If he say's OK, call or email. Gotta passport?" I laughed.
"Of course," she replied equally happy.
Unfortunately we had to get down to the task of sorting out new frames etc.., and although the banter continued it was much more sedate. It took about half an hour in all.
We parted on good terms.
"Mr. Smith, you're a rogue!" she whispered.
" Anja, you're beautiful!" I replied quietly, "have a wonderful day."
I spent the next two days getting things organised for my month long break. To say I didn't have fond memories of the few moments silliness wouldn't be true but, as I'm sure you realise I didn't even bother to check my emails more than the usual once a day.
You'll be no more surprised than I, when, on the third evening I checked my mail to find, what I first thought was a spam holiday come on. I didn't recognise the email address nor did it look like the usual spam mailing format. A yahoo account when I looked closer. I opened it
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Hi Granddad
I asked my husband -- he thinks it's a wind up and that I should accept just so he can enjoy you trying to wriggle out of it. What he doesn't realise is how much fun we both had for those few minutes or that I was floating on air with the silliness of it all, all day. Let's wind him up! I'd love to see his face when he has to wriggle out of it! And if he doesn't? I'd be delighted to cum with you and promise not to wear you out too quickly.
Can you send more details? Even if it is a wind up, it'll be fun to watch his face.
Anja xxx
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I thought about it for a while -- wind up? What the hell, it could be fun!
The reality was perfectly simple. I was going anyway, there was negligible cost involved in taking another person. I'd be buying food anyway and eating out more often than not so it might even be cheaper -- not that it mattered either way. I'd been there often enough to have many friends who I knew would be there. On the plus side all I had to do was collect her and return her safely. During the intervening days I'd have the company of a perfectly beautiful creature. Even if, when I knocked on her door, she said 'sorry I'm not really coming' I would have lost nothing except a lot of fanciful thoughts and, admit it myself, I'm probably too old to entertain fanciful thoughts about a girl about the same age as my granddaughter.
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Hi Anja!
To be honest I was very surprised to receive your email. Also VERY delighted!
More details, as requested -- unfortunately it's all correct, not made up like us on the beach
so you will probably change your mind :-(
I have a one bedroom apartment in a naturist village on the Mediterranean coast, 100 metres from a sandy beach and the sea. It only has one bed, a big one. About this time each year I go down with all the bits and pieces I might need for the season. I stay a while then return. Once it is all set up I go down whenever I want and stay as long as I want. I should be delighted to enjoy your company for two weeks and also your attempts to wear me out GBWG!
If you need any further information please write or phone.
Granddad xxx
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I sent it off with a big smile -- nothing ventured, nothing gained!
Half an hour later my 'phone rang.
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"Hi Granddad!"
"Anja! How are you? Everything OK?"
"We got your reply -- he is convinced it's a wind-up! But he didn't see that wicked glint in your eye when we were larking about -- he didn't see mine either."
"You naughty girl! Where is he now?"
"I am, and it's all your fault, Granddad! He's gone for a run, as ever! Can I be naughty and ask for more details? I'll send an 'official' email tomorrow asking, if that's OK?"
"That's fine, no problems anything you need to know tonight?"
"No, not really -- I'm planning on getting to a point where I can say that if you do, actually turn up I'm going to go with you. So the more of a wind-up he thinks it is the better, is that OK?"
"Perfect! For the record," I paused.
"Yes?"
"If we get to the stage of me picking you up then you can be assured I shall pick you up! I'm more than happy to have you with me for as long as you wish, OK?"
"You are? That's great! I'm working on it -- have already checked I can get the time off! And Granddad?"
"Yes, Sweetheart?"
"When you get the email tomorrow make your reply as outrageous as you can. That'll really get him going!"
"You're a very bad girl! Tell you what, I'll tell you the absolute truth about what we could do together, that'll really get him going! Trust me."
"Thanks, Granddad, I'll email the bits for him to know, read the emails, y'know, from now on then ring you with the bits for us, OK?"
"Perfect!"
"Night night Granddad -- sleep well."
"Night night Sweetheart, enjoy your naughty dreams. Kiss kiss kiss."
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WOW! Now that's a turn up for the book and no mistake. Charlie, Joan and the rest will be flabbergasted! If anything comes of it, that is!
I checked my email the following morning.
### ### ### Hi Granddad, Thanks for your quick reply. Could I have a bit more information, please? I've no idea what to expect so really have no idea what I should bring, if it's not too much trouble? A girl needs to be properly prepared, y'know
Anja XXX
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Hi Anja, Ummmm? Tell a girl what to take on holiday? Those are very murky waters. That be a land where demons fear to tread an' no mistake.
Tell you what, I'll try to give you a flavour of everything that could/might/should occur and you can cherry pick to your hearts content. That way I don't take the rap for you not being prepared. Of course, if you need further info I'm yer man! OK?
It's a twelve and a half hour drive, door to door + comfort breaks etc., so a very long day. You'll need to be dressed comfortably. The wheels are fully air-conditioned so we can choose the temperature you need as long as it's not too warm and sends me to sleep.
I always have light travel rugs/blankets on the back seat so you could snuggle up in one of those if you get too tired.
If you prefer I'll book a room for us about half way and we can do it in two bites (and a nibble or two).
Once we arrive you won't need any clothes at all except sandals, the roads and pathways are a nightmare! Unfortunately it is sometimes chilly and or windy so you'll probably want something to slip on and off, particularly if we go out for a meal in the evenings. Evening 'wear' is very much a thing of choice anything from a wide grin to evening gowns (revealing for pref.) I normally wear shorts and shirt if warm and light trousers and shirt if cooler. A light fleece or jacket covers all eventualities.
Clubbing -- for the most part clubs open around 11pm. They are NOT like the clubs we have here!Males are required to 'look smart' females are encouraged to look sexy/very sexy. Ludicrously high heels and a belt masquerading as a skirt seems to be the order of the day. Oh, and a little bag, thingy, to put your large supply of condoms, little bottle of lube, some tissues, wet wipes and a key to the apartment, if you decide to go back there before me
