Grandpa's Christmas Treat
Chapter Two
Apologies for how long it has taken to provide this next chapter and for the unseasonal time at which it has arrived -- I hope those of you who enjoyed the first part of this story still enjoy it despite the fact that Christmas is well and truly over!
In the morning, Rose was up bright and early, tip-toeing past her grandpa's bedroom. She made her way to the kitchen and started cooking breakfast; well, scrambled eggs on toast. Food ready, she spread the scrambled eggs over the slices of toast on two plates, put them on a tray with two glasses of orange juice, and made her way upstairs.
She considered just walking in to her grandpa's room but suddenly remembered her lecture to Lily at her parent's house. She knocked on his door and then turned the door handle, letting herself into the room as Bill quickly pulled the covers over Lily's head.
"No point in trying to hide her gramps, I know what you two have been up to. You made enough noise last night to wake the dead," smiling as she walked towards the bed and laid the tray down on the covers. "Come on Lily, I know you're under there."
Lily emerged from under the covers, a sheepish look on her face.
"Sooo," said Rose, "I imagine you two don't want mum and dad to find out about this?"
"Damn right we don't Rose -- and if you mention one word of what's happened here to your parents, not only will I never speak to you again but I'll write you out of my will," stated Bill.
"Calm down, gramps, calm down," soothed Lily, "there's an easy solution to this that leaves everyone happy."
"How much do you want, Rose?" enquired Bill, "I'm willing to reach a settlement."
"Grandpa -- what on earth do you think of me? What have I done to deserve such a low opinion? It's not like I slept with you to become your favourite granddaughter."
"You bitch -- you fucking bitch," cried Lily, "I didn't sleep with gramps for his money -- I slept with him cos I love him."
Rose looked at her sister, taking in the passion in her face and the rage in her eyes. "Sorry sis, that was below the belt -- I believe you -- sorry to insinuate otherwise."
"So," started grandpa, "if it's not money, what is it that you want Rose?" Her grandpa eyed her suspiciously.
"Easy gramps, and it won't cost you a penny. Just let Davy spend some time here with me after Christmas -- like Boxing Day -- and when I say spend some time -- I mean nights as well. If it's okay for you two to screw, why should I miss out on the action?"
Bill looked at her, "I'd rather give you some money Rose -- are you sure you wouldn't prefer some cash to spend on yourself?"
Rose sat on the edge of the bed next to her grandpa, "Gramps, I have needs just like you two -- and yes, I know I have a boyfriend but, like Lily said, I know it is very likely that he is going to cheat on me. I'm thinking of dumping him and I really like Davy -- it's not like it's a one-off -- we really got on well two years ago when we stayed here for the summer holidays. Please gramps, I don't want to blackmail you, but...."
When Bill reached out and stroked her cheek, she knew it was out of love for her.
"Okay, Rose -- but, and I mean this, he must use condoms. I said it before and I'll say it again -- I don't want you to fall pregnant or catch something while you're under my roof."
"That's fine gramps, I'm sure he'll be okay with that," Rose flung her arms around his neck and kissed him full on the lips, lingering briefly as she felt a little spark inside her. "Now, you two, eat your breakfast before it gets too cold -- you don't get me cooking for you too often."
They watched Rose exit and looked at each other.
"Sorry gramps, I guess I was a bit too vocal last night," said Lily, looking guiltily at him.
"What's done is done Lily, and I don't regret a moment of it. In a way, I suppose I was being a bit of a hypocrite, wanting sex with you here and not letting Rose have anyone, especially as she is so active in that area."
They tucked into the lukewarm breakfast, both eating heartily after their exertions in the night.
"Would you like me to continue what I was doing before we were rudely interrupted?" enquired Lily, after she had placed the tray on the floor.
"Nice as that sounds, honey, maybe we should get up and spend some time with your sister. I don't want her thinking that we are going to ignore her all Christmas just so we can fuck each other senseless."
Lily pouted but she realised her grandpa had a point. "Okay if I use your shower again gramps?" she asked.
"Honey, you never need to ask again. When you are staying here, except for if your parents are here as well, this is your room. You can come and go as you please; if you want you can move your clothes in here -- there's plenty of space, that second wardrobe is empty -- it used to be your nans." A brief look of sadness crossed Bill's face and Lily moved over to cuddle him.
"We all miss her gramps, but we have to move on. She'll always be in our hearts but, yes, if you don't mind, I will move my clothes into her wardrobe."
With that Lily got up and went into the en-suite, turning on the water and walking into the shower. Bill finished his orange juice and placed the empty glass on the tray. He was about to get his dressing gown on and go downstairs but decided to peek into the bathroom. He stood in the doorway, watching Lily lathering her body, her hands soaping her breasts and her stomach. She lifted her head and noticed him, she smiled and he suddenly decided that he needed a shower too. He opened the door to the shower and walked in, taking hold of the shower gel, he started to wash her back.
"When I was in here yesterday, I was fantasizing that you were here with me, washing my body, gramps. I'm so glad it's come true," Lily purred, as she writhed under his touch.
