Grandpa's Milk- Chapter 6 - Sex Stories

Grandpa's Milk- Chapter 6

We had lunch and I suggested we head out to the pool for a swim. “Grandpa, They’re having a free public swim today. Can we go?” I thought a bit and said, “Sure, we can but I’d like to take you shopping for new swimsuits that you can wear, first.” “Yeaay!” was the reply. “OK clean up the dishes and put on your sundresses- WITH panties, this time!” “But Grandpa, I just have my swimsuit…” Roxy reminded. “See if Rachel has a sundress for you and bring me your swimsuit.” I said. She came back a couple minutes later with a halter type dress on. It obviously wasn’t designed for a girl of her bust size as sides of her breasts protruded out the sides of the top. “Oh, that fits you very nicely, Roxy.” “I don’t know—my boobs kinda stick out…” and she pulled on the dress. “Oh, it’s just fine.” I reassured her. I took her swimsuit from her. “What do you want my swimsuit for?” “I noticed that it needed a little fixing…” I got some scissors, turned the bottoms inside-out and cut out the liner. Then I did the same to the top. “Why did you do that?” “The liner is for shy people who are worried about people seeing through their swimsuit. Us naturists aren’t shy so we don’t need the liner!” “Soo-- now you can see through my swimsuit? Cool…” I took them to the swimsuit specialty store at a local mall. “OK, go pick out three ‘suits you might like and I’ll tell you if I like them and we can try them on.” Off they went like kids in a candy store exclaiming and giggling. While they did that I ...

... aimlessly poked through the ladies ‘suits. I came to the more ‘risqué’ section- probably swimwear one would find on the French Riviera. They were mostly little triangles connected by spaghetti straps. I had an idea. I picked out four extra-small of different colors and took them to the till. The girls except Roxy came back with their selections. “I didn’t know if you were getting ME a new ‘suit, too…” “That’s OK, Roxy, I have a surprize for you!” I held up the bag and she beamed. We went into the change room and they modeled the items. They all chose one identical style in different colors which I liked and the price was reasonable. It was just a plain single colored one piece with a halter top and high cut legs. The back was cut low to a bikini sized bottom. One was a pale green, one a pale yellow, and the last a pale pink. The fronts were “fully lined” according to the label. “OK, I like this one on you guys. And you guys like it?” I asked and they all nodded. “And you have the right sizes?” Rachel said, “Yep! I’m a size 10, Abby’s a 9 and Sara’s an 8!” “Good!” I said, “Now take them back and get one of the same color in the next size smaller.” Rachel looked at me a little puzzled. “OK, Grandpa…” We made our purchase and bought some ice cream on the way to the car. While the girls ate their ice cream I pulled out my scissors and went to work. “Grandpa, what are you doing?!” Asked Sarah, concerned. Roxy smiled and explained it to the others. “Cool!” said Rachel as I handed her ...