Jessica and Grandpa ch 1 - Sex Stories

Jessica and Grandpa ch 1

... not really thinking of what I was saying, but remembering some of the human biology lesson. 'Of course.' he chuckled. 'Wow!' I gasped 'I wish I could see it.' Again, that hadn't really meant to come out. He smiled, perhaps realising the gravity of what came out was not what I had intended to say, which was,at least, half true. 'You only have to ask.' he said, more jokingly than serious, expecting this would be a convenient way to end a conversation which had gone on for more anticipated, ad to move onto something else. I looked into his eyes at this, and said 'OK' more or less under my breath, but still audible enough to him. My mind now really was awash with thoughts! He turned to watch the TV, sipping at his coffee, whilst I sat on the floor a few feet away from him, fiddling idly with my tie, the hem of my skirt etc, my mind a wander as to what we had just discussed, occassionaly glancing up at him, and an unthinking occassional glance at his crotch. He turned to face me during one of these quick glances, for which I looked up to meet his eyes, feeling a little guilty that he had caught me idly looking. Hejust smiled as if my thoughts were nothing, or not intentional. We both looked away, before I looked back at him and said 'Grandpa?' 'Yes, sweetie' he replied. 'Did you mean that?' I enquired. 'Mean what, my love?' he asked. 'That I could just ask?' I replied. It took a brief moment for him to recall what he had said a few moments ago, then he gave out a small chuckle ...

... 'no my love, it was just a figure of speech.' 'Oh' I responded, with a slight sigh. He caught that, and said 'Why honey, did you think I meant it?' 'Sort of.' I replied 'Oh, no, I didn't mean to offend you, sweetheart.' he added. 'I'm not offended, Grandpa, I guess I thought, you know, maybe you would.' I offered. There was a pause for a few moments before he said 'Why? Is that something you would like?' in a quizzical way, not sure if he fully followed the conversation we wer having. I paused for a moment again, and thought to myself 'Would I?'. Then responded with 'Yes.' Again, a few moments passed without a word. 'Its not really right, love, and it wasn't really something I was suggesting.' he said somewhat defensively. 'I know' I replied. 'But I'd really like to see it.' 'Well, I'm not sure what your Grandma would think about it!' he offered. Grandma was out shopping, as she always was at this time on a Thursday afternoon. 'Grandma needn't know.' I protested, which must have indicated to him some sense of urgency I had, and at the same time offered him some security of privacy. 'I won't be telling anyone.' I added. He looked at me, then out of the window. It was a large window in the livingroom, facing across a small garden outside, and onto a cul-de-sac, probably contemplating our discussion and the direction it had taken. 'Well, what exactly is it you want to see?' he enquired, trying to understand the conversation we wer having. 'You're penis' I replied, simply. 'I would ...