Everyone in this story is at least eighteen years old or older.
A Deal with Grandpa
Ellie walked into the living room and sat next to her sister Beth who was doing something on her phone. After a moment, Beth looked up at her and smiled.
"Yes?"
"Can I ask you about something?" Ellie inquired.
"Sure."
"I was kind of expecting a car from mom on my eighteenth birthday, like she gave you. It didn't happen."
"Mom didn't give me a car. I got a hundred bucks, just like you did," Beth replied.
"Beth, you got a freakin' car."
"That wasn't a birthday present. I got it the day after my birthday."
"How can you afford payments on a car? You're a full-time student and work retail part-time for minimum wage."
"Grandpa helped me get it," Beth replied.
"Grandpa Kenneth?"
"Right," Beth said, rolling her eyes. "He can't afford a car for himself. Grandpa Chris did it."
"I thought you didn't get along with him," Ellie said.
"I don't get along with your dad. I have a great relationship with his father. For my eighteenth birthday he agreed to pay for my college, just like he did you."
"Do you think he'd help me get a car?" Ellie asked.
"You need to talk to mom about that."
"Talk to mom about what?" their mother asked, walking into the room.
"About grandpa helping me get a car, like he did Beth.
Wanda took a deep breath and sat in the chair facing her daughters. "I knew, sooner or later, we'd be having this conversation." She paused for a moment before speaking again. "Ellie, I need you to listen to what I'm going to tell you. Things aren't exactly how they seem.
"When your father and I parted ways, it was very tough for us financially. He paid support for you, but even with me working full-time, money was really tight. We got by, but barely. I made Grandpa Chris an offer and in turn, he would help us out. Initially, he declined and tried to help us anyway. Me, being a stubborn, independent bitch, refused his help unless he did it my way. He finally agreed after some negotiating, and for the last four years, has been sort of subsidizing us."
"What was your offer?" Ellie asked.
"He would have probably given us most anything we needed. I'm far too independent for that. I earn what I get. I always have. I have a trade agreement with your grandfather."
"What are you trading him?" Ellie asked, somewhat confused.
"Oh, jeeze!" Beth sighed. "She's fucking him. We both are. That's how I'm paying him for the car."
Ellie was shocked. "You're sleeping with grandpa to pay for your car?"
"There's very little sleep involved in the arrangement," Beth chuckled.
"Grandpa is making you have sex with him?"
"Ellie, your grandpa isn't making us do anything. I insisted on it being part of our agreement from the start. When Beth approached him about a car she did the same thing," her mother informed her.
Ellie was quiet for a moment. "Think he'd do the same thing for me?"
"You're actually related to him. I can't answer that," her mother replied.
"How often do you pay him?"
"We go over once a week separately, and about every two weeks we go together," her sister said.
"Together? You mean for a threesome?" Ellie asked.
"Sometimes," her mother said.
"Do you two do things to each other?"
"What your sister and I do and do not do is none of your business," her mother retorted.
Beth started laughing and gave her little sister a nod. "Mom, tonight's your weekly visit. Why don't you ask him about Ellie?"
"Are you serious about this? I'm not bringing it up if you aren't," her mother asked.
"He doesn't make you do anything weird does he?"
"Chris doesn't make you do anything. You talk it over, tell him what you want, and discuss how you're going to compensate him for it. He's a businessman and you have a verbal contract."
"What if I change my mind and back out of the agreement?"
"The car is in his name until you've paid for it. He simply takes it back and the agreement is cancelled," her mother replied.
"That's it? I wouldn't owe money?"
"Not unless you agreed on that ahead of time," Beth told her. "I borrowed a thousand bucks to go on spring break. If I break our agreement, I'll still owe him that."
"I don't have to have sex with people I don't know, do I? Like an escort."
"No. That wouldn't be part of your agreement," her mother said.
"What if I get a boyfriend?"
"You can't tell anyone about what you and grandpa are doing. Technically, it's illegal in your case. He doesn't care who else you see but you have to use protection from pregnancy and disease."
"I'm interested. Will you talk to him about me, mom?"
"I will tonight. If he's willing to discuss it, I'll let you know. Keep Saturday afternoon open. Beth and I are going to be there then anyway. He'll probably have you come with us."
"When would I get the car?"
"If he agrees to talk to you, go find what you want and bring a copy of the window sticker with you on Saturday," Wanda said.
"What's the limit on price?"
"He told me it has to be new, and less than 60K," Beth told her.
"I can do that. What I want is about 50K," Ellie said.
"I'll talk to him. I should be home by ten or eleven. I'll let you know," her mother told her, then left the room.
"If he agrees, you'll need your pussy shaved bare on Saturday. That's how he likes them," Beth warned.
"It'll start Saturday?"
"Mom took me over the first time. After I told him what I wanted and how I was going to pay, he wanted to inspect the wares. He looked me over then we talked about what I would be doing. Once we agreed, I gave him a BJ. Mom was right there watching the whole time."
"Beth, I've never given a BJ."
"Have you fucked?"
"Twice, and one hand job. That's it."
"Use your vibrator to practice and watch some porn. If you need help at the time, me and mom will coach you. Oh, and you'll be expected to swallow."
"Is it gross?"
"I like it. So does mom. Shit, mom loves the stuff. Any girl-girl experience?"
"No, McKenna and I kissed once but nothing else."
"Orgasm?"
"No."
"Not even with a vibrator?"
"Not so far."
*****
At seven sharp, Wanda knocked on the door. Chris opened it and invited her in.
"Would you like a drink?" he asked.
"Screwdriver please."
"Hard stuff? That's a surprise," he said, leading her to the bar.
"Liquid courage, I guess."
"Problem?"
"Emily was asking about a car today."
"What did you tell her?"
"Beth and I told her about our agreements with you. She wants the same thing."
"What are your thoughts about that?" he asked.
"I have no problem with it. Since she's your granddaughter, I didn't know how you'd feel about it," Wanda replied.
"I don't have hang-ups about that. Consenting adults are consenting adults. Is she experienced?"
"Vaginal twice and a hand job is what she told Beth."
"No oral?"
"Not even getting it."
"Nothing?"
"No orgasms either," Wanda told him.
Chris smiled. "Wow! She is a rookie. Does she know about our threesomes?"
"She does. It didn't seem to bother her."
"And you're okay with this?"
"I am. I want her to pay her own way," Wanda told him.
"Saturday then?" he asked.
"We'll be here. Where would you like your blowjob this evening?"
"By the pool, I think."
They walked through the house and out the back door to the pool. Chris slipped off his shorts and underwear and sat back on the large lounger. Wanda stood watching as he did. Once he was in position, she began slowly undressing for him. Once her breasts were bare, she teased her nipples to get them hard.
"Make yourself cum for me," he requested.
She sat facing him on the lounger and began exploring her pussy. Her juices were flowing quickly as her fingers expertly slid in and over her cunt. He knew this wouldn't take long when she began sliding her clit between her index and middle fingers. This always signaled her readiness. Wanda was quiet as she came. Her clit always got dark red as she neared. He had seen her do this enough times that he knew. Her vaginal opening would begin first by opening and closing rhythmically and then her abdomen would tighten. The inside of her thighs would quiver, followed by her knees involuntarily pulling up as the waves progressed. By the time she finished, her fingers and pussy would be drenched. She would sit for about a minute then begin dipping her fingers in her pussy and licking them clean. Wanda loved eating pussy juice and cum. She couldn't seem to get enough.
"That was quick," he said.
"Jerry's been away for the last few days on business. I haven't been getting any," she replied, frustratedly.
"He travels a lot."
"Yes, and he's never horny when he gets back."
"Think he's got someone on the side?"
"I suspect so. I can't say anything about it since I do too."
"I guess not."
Wanda moved forward between his legs and stroked his already hard cock. She smeared pussy juice on it and mixing that with his pre-cum, had him slippery. She bent down and swirled her tongue over the head as she milked more pre-cum and licked it away. With her left hand she cupped and gently rolled his balls before taking him into her mouth.
"You're not in a hurry, are you? I'd like to take my time," she asked.
"No rush. Our dinner reservation is at nine."
She nodded and just using her mouth on his cock began a slow steady bob. Her right hand was now fingering her clit. She continued for about ten minutes before she felt his hands grip her head and begin moving her at his preferred speed and depth. In a couple of minutes, she could sense him nearing. As he raised her on the stroke, she began swirling her tongue around the head. Wanda only did it about a half dozen times before the first spurt hit the roof of her mouth. Her hand moved to stroke his cock as she kept the head resting on her moving tongue. He filled her mouth with multiple streams of his warm liquid. She didn't slow until she sensed his sensitivity, then pulled off and swallowed.
"I do hope you're going to teach Ellie. Beth is good, but you're a pro."
"Thanks. I think it's just because I enjoy it so much. Beth likes it but prefers receiving at the same time."
"Yes, she likes sucking when you're eating her."
"That's her favorite, I think. She also likes being fucked and getting eaten," her mother said. "I'll take a cock in my mouth over anything."
"If Ellie joins us, we can finally make you airtight," he said.
