Grandpa's Vacation Deception

Sethp 2011

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(This story was inspired by and written for "Jen", who won my biggest fan competition. Congratulations Jen! I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it! This is actually the second story that Jen has inspired. She is a true muse. Thanks again to the amazing PennLady for her editing and coaching. Without her my writing would have stalled and staled months ago. Enjoy!)

"Yes, Mom. I'm going to go. I agree that I need the break."

"You know that I would go if I could take the time off work, but I can't."

"I know."

"He's going to be so excited. He's had those tickets for over a year. Just relax and enjoy the sun. You'll probably even meet some cute young guys there."

"Oh, Mom, would you stop before I change my mind. I know it's the Bahamas, but you owe me."

"Talk to me after you get back. I think you're going to have the best time ever. Give him a chance. He's not as old, washed up and boring as you think he is,"

"Okay. I'll be nice to him, and make the best of it."

"Do me one favor hon?"

"Sure Mom. What?"

"Take the pearl necklace that grandma gave you. I think he would get a kick out you wearing that one evening."

"I will. I'll meet him at the airport next Saturday and yes I have his cell number. Bye"

"Bye."

Jen smiled as she sat down next to her Grandpa on the airplane. He had invited her to go with him for a two week vacation at a luxurious resort in the Bahamas. Jen had accepted the offer with some hesitation, and only after a long discussion with her mother. After all, how much fun could going to the beach with her Grandpa be? What had finally convinced her to go was the fact that she had the time off from college, and she might never get the chance to go again. She had never been anywhere outside of her hometown and she did love her Grandpa. She had always been close to her Grandparents and it was a shock when her grandma had died the year before at the age of sixty-two.

A young woman smiled back at Jen as she stowed her bag in the overhead bin and got into her seat. It seemed like everyone on the plane was happy and excited. Jen certainly was. She was determined to make the most of this trip, get an amazing tan, and catch up on some reading.

"Thanks for coming with me Jen," her Grandpa said, adjusting his seat belt.

"Oh, Grandpa!" Jen said. "You don't have to thank me. We're going to have a blast and you better believe that I need the break. I can't believe that I'm actually going to the Bahamas!"

The plane lifted off only a few minutes late, and everyone seemed to relax when they hit their cruising altitude. It was a good flight and they talked the whole way, catching up on lost time. This was the happiest that her grandpa had been in over a year.

"I'm sorry that I haven't been around much, Grandpa. College has been keeping me so busy."

"I understand completely, Jen." He patted her leg, letting his hand linger there just second too long. "It'll be nice to have some time to spend with you, just the two of us."

He was surprised how much Jen had matured; she had grown into a stunning young woman.

"I found this in my blazer pocket as I was packing last night." He pulled out a photo and handed it to her. It was a picture of the two of them together at the last family reunion, two years ago.

"That's one of my favorite pictures. I have it in my photo album at home." Jen handed it back to him. "Aren't you excited to finally be going to your dream vacation, Grandpa?" she asked.

"Call me Ted," he replied. "I...well it's just hard on me when you call me Grandpa all the time...it reminds me..."

Worried, Jen looked over at him. She felt that this was a really odd thing to ask of her but she knew that he had taken her grandma's death hard; maybe being called Grandpa was just more than he could handle at the moment. "Okay, Ted, you have a deal," she said smiling over at him.

"Thank you, Jen." He looked relieved.

"You know I'd do anything for you, g...Ted." They both laughed out loud.

"It has always been a dream of mine to go to the Bahamas and go snorkeling and...well...just thank you for coming with me." His eyes watered. "Your grandma and I had been planning this trip for years and I... "

"It's okay." Jen reached over and squeezed his hand. "I'm glad you invited me, and we are going to have the most fantastic vacation ever."

The view was breathtaking as they flew over the beaches and down into the airport. Jen's Grandpa was more energetic and excited than she had ever seen him. He bounded down the stairs to the baggage claim and she had to run to keep up with him. He was in remarkably good shape for his age, she thought, and looked quite a bit younger than his age.

Ted talked non stop all the way to the resort about everything that he was planning to do. Jen hardly noticed when the taxi pulled up in front of the resort.

"Here we are!" Ted grinned as he stepped out of the car.

"You go check in and I'll grab the bags, Ted." Jen laughed at his excitement.

"Okay, I'll meet you in the lobby," he said over his shoulder, heading towards the front door.

Jen got their bags onto a cart and wheeled it into the lobby. She gasped when she got inside. It was one of the most luxurious, amazing places she had ever seen. She had to crane her neck back to see the ceiling. It was like one of those high class hotels in Las Vegas. that she had seen on the Travel channel, except better, since she was here in person.

"Over here, Jen!"

Jen looked over and saw her grandfather walking towards her with the keycards in his hand. "Hey, gr...er Ted." She stumbled over her words. "How come there aren't any kids here?"

"Oh, I don't know. I'm sure they're around somewhere. Let's head up to the room." He grabbed the cart and started pushing it toward the elevators, leaving Jen standing there shaking her head wondering if he was serious.

"Yes, let's get changed and head down to the beach!" Jen caught up with him and they made their way to the elevator. "This is one amazing place. Those tickets must have cost a fortune."

Ted pushed the up button on the elevator. "They did."

The door opened and Ted pushed the button to the top floor as two more couples entered. One of the couples was younger and looked like they were there on their honeymoon. They couldn't keep their hands off of each other. The other couple was older, around Jen's Grandpa's age, and they both looked at Jen in disgust.

Jen was about to open her mouth and tell them off. She had never been so offended by a look. Before she had a chance, though, the elevator opened and the older couple stepped off. The younger couple got off on same floor as Jen and Ted, and as they were headed off down the hall, the man turned to Jen's Grandpa, gave him a knowing smile and winked at him.

"I'll get the cart." Ted put a hand on it and stood back, allowing Jen to exit first.

"What was with those two couples?" Jen asked as they walked to the room.

"Oh, I don't know." Ted shrugged. "They were probably just drunk or something. There are always a lot of fruitcakes at these places."

Jen put her keycard in the door and held it open for her Grandpa. "Oh, my God! Look at this room!" she said as they stepped inside.

"It is impressive." Ted walked over to the balcony. "Well, I did tell them to give me the best room they had."

"They certainly did that." Jen turned to him with a puzzled look. "But this is a honeymoon suite."

"Oh...um....well..." Ted stumbled. "Nah.." He looked extremely uncomfortable.

"Look at this," Jen said picking up a brochure from a table and handing it to Ted. It described the room as a secluded, lover's paradise. The sheets on the bed were all adorned with hearts and there was a bottle of champagne chilling in ice on the counter.

"I guess you're right...wait till you get a load of the heart shaped Jacuzzi in the bathroom!" He forced a laugh.

"It's okay." Jen said and walked over and gave him a big hug. "I love it and we'll make the most of it. Just look at the bed. It's huge and we can share it. It will still be the best vacation ever."

"You're right, Jen," he said. "It's perfect, although it might raise a few eyebrows."

"I'm sure it won't even come up," Jen replied. "Let's get changed and get down to the beach." She grabbed her bag and ran into the bathroom.

Ted was changed and packed for the beach by the time Jen came out of the bathroom.

"What do you think?" Jen asked.

"I...you...I..." he muttered. He was holding the picture of the two of them together that he had shown Jen on the plane. Placing it down on the nightstand beside the bed he took another look at it and then glanced back over at Jen.

"You don't like it?" Jen gave him a fake pout. She was wearing a yellow bikini that showed off her figure, especially her large heavy breasts. She was regretting not bringing anything less revealing. She was generally self conscious about her body, and this was her grandfather and this was the Bahamas.

Ted looked at her again. "I'm sorry. It's really nice. In fact, you look beautiful. It's just that I can't get it through my thick skull that you're not a little girl any longer. You're a grown woman and you have the figure to prove it. You look wonderful. Let's go get some sun."

"Thank you, gra...Ted." She blushed. "Let's go!" It was only her Grandpa, but his compliment meant the world to her.

Despite his best efforts not to, Ted kept stealing glances at his granddaughter as they made their way to the beach. She was stunning in her bikini. It showed off her long legs, but what drew his gaze were her large breasts bouncing under the thin fabric of her bikini top as she walked. He silently chided himself for even looking at his granddaughter this way. It was bad enough that he invited her as to fill in for his departed wife. Being a lecherous pervert wasn't what he had intended, or was it? Why had he invited her? After his wife died, he had spent a considerable amount of time reading erotic stories on the internet. Usually they were about older men seducing younger women. It had been these stories that had been the impetus that drove him to invite Jen on this trip. He was finding reality was quite a bit different than fantasy.

They staked out a spot on the beach and then spent the rest of the day running into the crystal clear warm water and soaking up sun. It was one of the most perfect days Jen had ever had. There were even servers on the beach bringing them complimentary drinks throughout the day.

On the way back up to the hotel, they ran into the older couple that had glared at them earlier in the elevator. This time the woman couldn't contain herself and Jen heard her muttering something about gold diggers. Jen was about to turn around and ask what in the hell her problem was when Ted grabbed her arm.

"She's just jealous, honey, because she's old and used up and you're still young and beautiful." He pulled her towards the elevator. "Just ignore her. Don't let them ruin your vacation."

Jen blushed at the compliment. She wasn't used to being told that she was beautiful.

"Okay, but I'm only keeping my mouth shut for you. Old or not, if you weren't here, I would have smacked her right across the mouth."

Ted laughed. "I know, Jen. I know. Your grandmother would have done the same thing. She was feisty, just like you." It was amazing to Ted how much Jen reminded him of his late wife. "Let's get ready for dinner. There's a four-star restaurant that we have reservations for."

They took turns showering and dressing, and Ted was pulling his tie on when Jen came out of the bathroom. He turned to look at her. "Stunning," he told her with a smile.

"Thank you." Jen smiled back. She was wearing a black dress that clung to her body like a second skin, and around her neck she had a pearl necklace that had belonged to her grandma.

"That looks really good on you." He nodded to indicate the necklace. "Your grandma would have approved. You know you look a lot like her when she was younger. It's eerie."

Jen turned and glanced at her reflection in the mirror and thought that the dress might be a little too tight and might be cut a little bit low. It was showing quite a bit of cleavage. Her Grandpa didn't seem to mind though, and he did say that grandma would have approved.

"You look dashing," she told him.

"Thank you. Ready?"

"I am." Jen hooked her arm in Ted's and they left the room. The restaurant was packed when they got there, but they had reservations and were seated without delay. Jen had never been in such an upscale place.

"I feel like a princess," she said. "This place is like a palace."

"You look like a princess and I'm the luckiest man here to have such a beautiful young woman as my dinner companion."

Jen blushed again; she could take his compliments all day long. It felt good and she wasn't used to it. Looking around she noticed again that there were only adults here. "This must be one of those adults only places, g... Ted." She was having a hard time remembering to call him Ted.

"Yes, maybe it is," he answered. "We made the reservations over a year ago and it's hard for me to remember the details."

Jen felt bad for asking. She felt stupid, not picking up on this earlier. She was supposed to be the smart one, being in college and all. Her Grandpa was obviously having trouble getting over grandma's death and keeping things straight. Jen resolved to stop asking so many questions and just go with the flow. She looked across the table at him and smiled. He was giving her the five star treatment, and he deserved her gratitude.

Soon they were digging into their appetizers, drinking wine and talking about how much fun they had on the beach. Dinner and desert were fantastic and by the end of the evening, Jen was feeling tipsy from all the drinks.

"Sorry, Ted, but you might need to help me to the room, especially in these heels. I think I had one too many glasses of wine."

"Don't apologize. It was fun. I may have had too much myself. I'll make you a deal, we'll help each other."

"Deal," Jen replied.

Ted left a generous tip and they made their way up to the room arm in arm. They were joined in the elevator by the younger couple that they had met earlier, and this time made introductions. They young man was Donald and his wife was Alice. It turned out that they were in the room right next to them and this was their honeymoon.

"How did you two meet?" Alice asked.

"Oh, we've known each other a long time," Ted said, pulling Jen closer to him.

His hand brushed her breast as he did so. Was it an accident? Jen gave him a curious sideways look but snuggled up closer to him, mainly to keep her balance.

"How about you two?" Ted asked.

"Same here." Alice laughed. "We were together in high school and always knew we'd end up married." She turned to Donald and gave him a passionate kiss that ended only when the elevator door opened. Alice and Donald wished them good night before rushing down the hall to their room.

"You don't think...I mean..." Jen tried to find the right question as she and Ted walked to their room, still arm-in-arm.

"You mean do they think we're a couple?"

"Yes," Jen said.

"I didn't help matters did I?" Ted laughed as he fumbled the key card out of his pocket and opened the door for them. "Thanks for playing along."

"Well, all I did was not correct them." Jen was uncomfortable that the only people they had met so far now thought that they were a couple. "Oh well. who cares, right? Although, that does explain the nasty old couple from earlier."

Ted laughed. "Let's get some sleep. We're going snorkeling in the morning."

Jen changed into her pajamas in the bathroom and when she came out Ted was already in bed in shorts and a t-shirt.

"I am so tired right now. I'll probably be asleep five seconds after my head hits the pillow." Jen climbed into her side of the bed, covered a yawn and pulled up the covers.

"Good night, Jen." Her grandfather turned out the light. "Thanks for a wonderful day."

x-x-x-x

Ted awoke with a start in the middle of the night. He'd been dreaming about making love to his wife when all of the memories of her death came crashing into his dream. He had awoken with a start, and a massive erection.

"It must have been a bad dream", he muttered. His wife was snuggled right next to him like she always slept. His erection was pressed against her soft ass and he was holding her in his arm with his hand massaging one of her large breasts. She let out a little moan in her sleep. He started to rub his erection against her ass as he slipped his hand under her shirt, squeezing her firm breast. Then he snapped all the way awake.

That wasn't his wife; it was Jen, his granddaughter.

Ted, pulled his hand out of her shirt and rolled away from her to the other side of the bed. "Shit!" he muttered. Maybe this game was going too far and maybe he should have told Jen that this was a couples resort. Wasn't this what he wanted? "No." He had a painful erection that took a long time to deflate. He didn't want to jerk himself off, even in the bathroom, afraid of the thoughts that would creep into his mind. When he had invited Jen along for this vacation, he had hoped that something like this would happen, but now that it was really happening, he found that he couldn't go through with it. It took him a long time to fall back asleep, but finally he did.

Jen was awake before her grandfather. She had been having some intense erotic dreams and would have taken care of herself if she had been alone; she wondered if she might be able to do it while she was in the shower. Jen turned her head to look at her grandpa and gasped. He was still fast asleep but his boxers were tented up with a massive erection. Jen rolled out of bed shaking her head. "It's just a normal guy thing. I didn't cause that," she muttered as she went into the kitchenette and started the coffee machine. Then she went out to the balcony to enjoy the sunrise and get some fresh air. "I have to stop being so uptight."

The sounds of grunting caused her to look over to the balcony next door. She gasped; Alice and Donald were fucking right out in the open on the balcony. Alice was on her hands and knees on a beach towel and Donald was fucking her from behind. Alice grunted with each of Donald's powerful thrusts. For a moment Alice and Jen locked eyes. She smiled at Jen, licking her lips.

Bright red with embarrassment and not a little arousal, Jen darted back into the room.

"Good morning, Jen." Ted poured himself a cup of coffee. "I was just about to join you out there."

"Uh....It's a...cold. Let's just sit in here." Jen dropped into a chair and hoped he'd take the hint. She'd die if Grandpa saw what was going on next door. She glanced at his crotch and was relieved to see that his erection was gone. She was a little disturbed that the first thing she did after seeing her grandpa in the morning was look at this crotch. This vacation was starting to get a little too weird for her.

"Sure...you okay?" He took the empty chair. "Well, let's at least order some breakfast, room-service style."

"That sounds great...and, yeah, I'm ok. I just need some coffee." Jen poured herself a cup. "How did you sleep?" she asked.

"I was restless. I had some interesting dreams." Ted took a sip of his coffee and looked over at Jen.

"Me too," she replied. "It must be the wine and the Caribbean air."

Ted ordered breakfast and a few hours later they were both ready for their snorkeling adventure. Ted had ventured out onto the balcony after breakfast, but by that time Donald and Alice were long gone. Jen changed into her yellow bikini again and thought she noticed her grandfather checking her out more than once.