Working Grandma's Garden - Sex Stories

Working Grandma's Garden

After having the time of my life with my little sister yesterday, it was time to return to my landscaping work at my Grandmother’s house. I was taking care of her garden and yard since my Grandfather had passed away. Along with the neighbor’s work it kept me busy. Of course my neighbor, Carol Wills was keeping me even busier with the extra work I was doing to her. I mean for her! The last couple days had about drained me and I was looking forward to seeing Grandma and a relaxing day working on her garden and yard. The warm sun was shining brightly and it was a beautiful day as I pulled into her driveway. There was a small red car in the drive that I hadn't seen before. I pulled around behind the house out by the garage and parked my pickup. I walked to the house and knocked on the back door. The door was open and through the screen door I heard Grandma tell me to come inside. I opened the door and walked into the kitchen. Grandma was standing by the stove making breakfast and I walked to her and kissed her on the cheek. “Hi Jeff” she smiled “It’s good to see you. Are you hungry?” “Grandma, you know that I’m always hungry” I laughed. “Do you remember your cousin Betty?” she asked me. I turned and looked at my nineteen year old cousin Betty sitting at the kitchen table. I had not seen her in a couple years and my jaw just about hit the floor. Betty was looking very hot! She stood up and walked to me and gave me a big hug. “Jeff, it’s great to see you again. It’s been a long ...

... time since I've seen you. You’re sure looking good” Betty smiled as she looked me over. “Wow, Betty you have grown taller and even prettier than I remember” I told her as I checked her out. Betty was about five feet six inches tall and had gorgeous red hair. It was long and hung down almost to her waist. It was smooth, shiny and red as red could be. She had a very pretty face with high cheekbones and beautiful green eyes. Her lips were painted red like her hair and made you want to reach out and kiss them. Her t-shirt was clinging to her chest and her nipples were trying to poke holes through the material. I knew she wasn't wearing a bra. Her hips were wrapped in the short shorts she had on and revealed her long tanned legs. They looked like the legs of a cheerleader, sleek and smooth. I was enjoying the erotic picture that I was getting looking at her. “Sit down and let’s eat kids” grandma said as she set the plate of bacon on the table. “Before it gets cold.” We had a nice breakfast and we talked about family and what had been going on in our lives since we had seen each other last. Betty had graduated high school last year and started college at the university this year. She had come to spend some time with Grandma over the summer before returning to school. I told her that I would be happy to show her around town if she wanted and she smiled at me and said she would like that very much. I excused myself and went outside to start my chores. I was weeding the garden and my ...