Grandpa's Milk- Chapter 12 - Sex Stories

Grandpa's Milk- Chapter 12

Chapter 12 I had an almost too peaceful evening on my own. The house seemed eerily quiet without any girls running, laughing, or giggling. Once I got to sleep I slept soundly- not waking the next day until 9. The goats were making a racket; reminding me of my duties. So I had a rushed breakfast and tended to my chores. I decided to mow the lawn and service the pools and filters before the girls arrived the next day. I was putting away tools and supplies when I heard a young voice call, “Grandpa!” I looked up and saw Roxy riding her bike around the house towards me. From a distance, something looked odd about her. She rode quickly up to me and jumped off her bike. That was all I needed to see that her boobs were, indeed, “huge”! She wore the same yellow boy-shorts bikini (sans lining, thanks to me..) the crotch pulled nicely into her vulva as I taught her. The shorts were obviously wet in the crotch and she made no effort to adjust them. The thin nylon material on the top was stretched to the breaking point and her sensitive nipples were contracted into hard points fighting to rip through the fabric. Her leap from her bike sent them bouncing. She walked the last few steps purposfully, her breasts bounced with each one. “Hey, baby girl! What’s the matter?!” I asked as she latched onto me with a hug. Her head was down and she was fighting tears. “Ow…. Oh, damn…” she cursed and eased the pressure of her hug. “Grandpa, can I go for a swim?” she asked, avoiding my question. “Sure, ...

... baby girl! You know you’re welcome here anytime!” She turned and headed for the pool stripping and throwing her swimsuit aside as she walked. Just then the ‘phone rang and I picked up the poolside extension. It was Roxy’s Mom. “Hey, so what’s Roxy’s problem today?” I answered. “Hi, John. She’s there already is she? She seemed to get up on the wrong side of the bed today and she’s been mouthy and bitchy all morning. I got tired of her back-talk so I just told her to go see you. I hope you don’t mind. You seem to have a way with her and she always comes home calmer and happier after she visits you. I would sure appreciate it if you could ‘work your magic’ on her today!” “Certainly, Judy, I think I can find a ‘magic wand’ that will bring her around! I’ll have her back home by suppertime.” I reassured her. “Just don’t give her any more of your milk- or whatever is making her breasts grow! I can’t believe how much they grew this past week! I had to buy her a bra yesterday and I think that is her main problem.” “Well, I’m sure you both can use a break to help calm down and I’m happy to provide that for you.” “Thank’s, John, you’re and angel! ‘Bye!” I went and got a couple glasses of milk and some cookies and brought them poolside. I sat in my recliner and read a book and kept an eye on her as she swam and dived. I had the feeling she needed some ‘alone time’. After about 20 minutes she finally climbed out of the pool, bent over and wrung out her hair, and walked towards me, holding ...