I had always known him as a great, open person, one who had lived a full life, fathered two kids and was now, semi-retired, living by himself. My grand mother had died a few years before and it was a great loss to him. I had spent many summers with him and my grand mother on their farm but I never knew the one thing about him that opened my eyes to another world.
I had come up to see him with one of my daughters, Stephanie, Steph for short. The farm didn’t look any different after all the years I had been away as we drove into the yard. He opened the door and came towards us with a big smile on his face, holding out his arms and giving Steph a big hug, maybe too big. At the time, I didn’t think anything of it as he came around and gave me a bear hug too.
“God, it good to see you,” he said, as he ushered us into the big house. “It gets kind of lonely up here all by myself and I was so glad to hear that you were coming up.”
“Well, granddad,” Steph said. “Dad has always talked about the farm and when I got the weekend off, we decided to come up for a visit. Besides, it’s been too long.”
“Well, I’m just glad you’re here.”
He showed us to our rooms and I started to unpack. As I did, I stood by the window and looked out over the land, remembering the fun and the hard work that went into such an operation. I smiled as I looked out, almost seeing the two of us working on the barn that summer and how we had found out so much about one another.
After finishing, I went down and Steph and her grandfather were sitting in the kitchen. I walked in just as he said, “You’ve turned into quite the woman, young lady. You look a little like your grandmother with the shining eyes and the smooth skin.”
Steph was blushing a little as he spoke but didn’t answer him.
“I bet,” he went on, “You have a lot of admirers back home.”
“No, not that many,” She answered, smiling over at him as I joined them at the table.
“Oh, come on. Don’t be shy about it. I bet the boys just swarm around you,” he said. “I know I’d be first in line if I were a little younger.”
Steph looked at him and grinned.
“She had a pretty busy schedule,” I interjected. “She is kept pretty busy most of the time and doesn’t spent a lot of time, socializing.”
He looked at me then back at Steph.
“Well, she should. She has a great body and should be enjoying these young years because they come to a close, much too soon.”
Steph looked at me and I could see the embarrassment in her eyes. I changed the topic and we spent the next few hours bringing each other up to date on what has been happening in our lives. After dinner, I sat out on the porch with him, watching the sun set. He leaned over and whispered to me, quite suddenly.
“You know, I wouldn’t mind fucking Steph myself.”
I looked at him with a horrific look on my face and I could feel the hairs on the back of my neck rising. I didn’t say anything but quickly looked away. He continued.
“She has a great set of tits on her and I’d love to run my tongue over them, hearing her moan under me.”
I looked at him and noticed he had a slight bulge in the front of his pants. He leaned back and smiled, looking off into the distance.
“I wonder if she would indulge an old man before you left?” he asked. “I’d love to feel her cunt around my cock as I pumped her full of come.”
I sat bold upright and turned to him, anger crossing my face.
“I didn’t bring her up here for you to fuck. She wanted to come and see you because she felt that there were only so many more times she would have the chance. She wanted to see for herself, the farm that I’ve told her about most of her life. Besides, she isn’t that type of girl.”
He laughed.
“How do you know? She looks like she had had a few cocks up her cunt. Maybe she likes it, you never know.”
I could feel the redness on my face and I was starting to sweat a little. I stood up and gave him a look of disgust and walked away, heading down to the barn. He stayed on the porch and watched me disappear into the barn.
When I smelt the aroma inside the barn, it brought back memories. I stood looking around the old building, at the old machinery and relics on the walls, remembering the number of times I had been in here. I spent quite a while looking at and searching through all the things I found and remembered.
After about an hour, I went back out and looked up at the house. He wasn’t on the porch and I couldn’t see anyone. I went around to the back and saw the two of them in the kitchen. Steph was backed against the sink as he stood in front of her, his hands fondling her breasts as she tried to wiggle free of him. He had a good grip on her and she seemed to be giving into the groping he was giving her as I heard her moan softly as he continued, circling her nipples with his rough hands.
He saw his head bend down and could see his tongue sucking on her through her shirt as she held her head back, her eyes closed and her mouth open in a silent moan. He hands were holding his head against her as he continued sucking on her breasts. Then she pushed him away from her and started to undo her shirt, slowly peeling it away and letting it fall to the floor. He reached around her and unsnapped her bra, letting it slide down her body until she was bare from the waist up. He then leaned forward again and took her bare nipple between his lips and I could see his tongue circling it, occasionally, nipping on it, making her throw her head back again as she groaned at his touch.
As I stood watching them, I realized that I was getting excited and reached down to rub my hand across my crotch, feeling my hardness starting to grow inside my pants. Now he was sucking on her breasts as she continued to hold his head against her. I couldn’t hear them clearly through the open window but from their actions, I could see they were ready for more. As I watched, Steph pulled him away from her breasts and he looked at her, a smile forming on his lips as she started to undo her skirt. I could see his eyes running down her body as she took her skirt off then her panties. The look on his face was one of lust and wanting and I knew he was going to fuck her, right there in the kitchen.
I moved closer and found a spot where I could see completely into the kitchen and I saw them standing in the middle of the room, their arms around one another, kissing and fondling each other. I could see the bulge in his pants as she rubbed her hands across it while he explored her ass with his fingers. I watched him spread her cheeks apart and run his finger up and down her crack, rubbing her hole softly before probing at it, trying to get his finger inside her.
“Fuck me granddad,” I heard her whisper. “I want your big cock inside my cunt.”
“Oh darling, I want to so badly,” he replied, sighing deeply. “I’d love to put my cock inside you but your father might not like that.”