Grandad Billy

Sunday morning.

Waking up to the sound of magic fm playing maggie may, Lucy gingerly sits up in bed fearing a splitting headache but fortunately feeling nothing, a miracle considering how much she had drank the night before.

Gradually becoming more aware of her surroundings, a car going past, a seagull's cry, pitta patta and scratching of birds feet on the roof above, the smell of bacon frying making her feel hungry...and Billy's voice singing along to rod in the kitchen...bringing shame as the finer details of last night's memory comes sharply into focus.

"Oh no." Lucy whispers to herself, had she really said that to Jason? Indeed she had, at the time with lust and alcohol coursing through her veins it had seemed the most exciting thing they'd done in a long time, so deliciously kinky revealing her feelings about Billy to hubby.

Although it had driven him, and herself wild at the time, now in the cold light of day she felt dirty...like a cheap tart...and a little foolish.

Slowly getting out of bed, Lucy tries to put the memory out of her mind, like shedding dirty, wet clothing. Concentrating instead on the basics, her bodily needs, firstly a wee then a shower, there's dried cum on the insides of her thighs and her pubic hair is matted with the stuff, the smell of sweat and semen lays heavy in the bedroom.

Pausing to open a window, the floor of the van making that now familiar creak, cracking noise, she makes her way to the bedroom door and opens it...without really thinking.

Billy, seeing Lucy appear from his bedroom in her short nightie, immediately takes the pan off the gas and moves toward the object of his desire with arms held open.

"Princess...my princess..." His voice booms, "...come ere lass...give an old man a hug."

She's held tightly in strong arms her body pressed against his, "Morning Billy..." Lucy's words are muffled somewhat by Billy's broad chest, despite his age he feels hard, dense muscle.

"...where's Jason?"

Keeping hold of her Billy replies that he's gone for a run and that they are all alone, before asking if she'd like some breakfast.

"Yes please...a bacon sandwich?"

Still keeping hold Billy begins to lower his hands, "Of course...anything for this sweet little lady."

Feeling his touch become intimate, big hands groping her bum, Lucy protests while trying to break free, "Hey!...don't...I need to pee."

Giving each cheek a last squeeze Billy finally lets go, making a joking reference to enjoying a good 'golden shower' and calling Lucy a kinky girl.

She escapes to the bathroom with Billy's words following her behind closed and bolted door, "If you need your back scrubbing just give us a shout."

Breathing a sigh of relief, Lucy wonders what indeed she is getting herself into, her nervous state this morning a sign she is out of her depth. While not exactly having second thoughts, Billy's sheer size and dominant personality does sometimes frighten her.

After having a wee she takes the nightie off and steps into the shower, allowing her mind to wander, going over what's recently happened and what lies ahead with a mixture of nervous excitement.

What would it be like?...with him?...had she even made that decision yet?..to give in to Billy's pursuit and allow herself to be caught? It seemed that somewhere along the line she had, and that recently. Which was mainly due to Jason's very positive attitude, it was happening fast and all kind of overwhelming...and so very kinky.

After a nice daydream under the hot water Lucy dries herself and puts the nightie back on, exiting the bathroom and sitting quickly down at the kitchen table before Billy can have a chance to grab her again.

Having finished cooking he's waited for her so they can have breakfast together, warming it up in the microwave he sits down opposite, passing her the sandwich and a cup of tea before he tucks into a full english, black pudding and all.

Between mouthfuls and sips of his tea Billy pours compliments, telling Lucy how good she looks in the skimpy nightie, how lucky his 'grandson' is to have her as his wife and how he wishes he was Jason, all the while observing her with hungry eyes.

After the crude charm, Billy asks if she and Jason had a good night at the show bar, Lucy replying that they both had a really nice time and the act they had on, an abba tribute band, were very good.

Finishing off the last of his breakfast, Billy then asks what the pair did when they got back to the caravan, after which he takes a slow sip from his tea, watching Lucy carefully over the rim of the cup...as she turns crimson.

Her heart leaps into her throat on realisation that Billy had probably heard them having sex last night, the pervy smirk revealed when he lowers the cup proof positive.

Not knowing if he heard what she'd whispered to Jason as he frantically fucked her, makes the moment all the more worrying, this could be it, if Billy confronts her with what she said about him...

Trying hard not to panic, Lucy tells him they were tired and went to bed.

Billy's leer remains as he talks, the words spoken with confidence, "Oh you went to bed alright...but not to sleep...not right away anyway."

Lucy looks away, feeling her face burning, she wants to get up and leave but is somehow glued to her seat unable to move, like a rabbit caught in a car's high beams, Billy's gaze keeps her there.

"Lucy...look at me...it's alright...come on princess look at me." She does as told, gazing back into Billy's brown eyes, noting the intense desire behind them.

"Don't go all shy on me now...it's just old Billy here...yeah...I know what you did...I was listening in the bedroom next door...oh Lucy you make such a pretty noise...had quite an er..." Billy pauses to have a little chuckle before continuing, "...an uplifting effect on me I don't mind telling you..." Here Billy reaches out across the table to grasp hold Lucy's hand, gently caressing the back of it with his thumb, "...you got me so hard sweetheart...can you guess what I did while listening to you?"

Lucy gazes into his eyes, her heart hammering away, she manages a quiet, "What did you do?" Knowing what the answer will be but wanting, no, needing confirmation, a part of her craving to hear him say it.

His grin broadens and he's about to speak but a creak of the caravan steps signals Jason's return. Quickly withdrawing his hand, the spell is broken and Lucy tries to regain some composure before Jason enters the kitchen, not quite making it.

Opening the door he steps into the room, his smile quickly turning to a questioning frown as he sees Lucy's flushed face and hears her nervous greeting, the words almost stuttered out while standing up away from the table, "Oh hi love...do you want some breakfast?"

Jason shakes his head, "No thanks." Stopping short of asking if she's alright, he can sense something has happened, the atmosphere is tense, and even though his pulse is still high from running it gets a boost with his burning curiosity...what has Billy done this time.

Seated with his back to Jason, without turning around Billy makes a comment about needing to eat if he's going to be running, keep up his strength.

"I will...just gunna cool down a bit first."

Here lucy, who's been putting her plate in the sink, uses a nod and flash of her eyes to silently motion Jason to follow her into the bedroom.

She thanks Billy for the breakfast and announces she's going to get changed, heading for the bedroom with Jason following.

Closing the door behind them Jason is grasped by the hand and led away from the door, and prying ears. Once satisfied they're out of range, Lucy whispers excitedly into her hubby's ear, "I've got lots to tell you...you're not going to believe what happened last night...I'll get dressed then we'll go somewhere private and I'll tell you everything."

Lucy moves back away from Jason's ear to see an excited expression on his face, one that matches her own. Although nervous in the presence of Billy earlier, now that hubby is back the tension has gone, leaving a tidal wave of excitement in its place.

"I thought something had happened...as soon as I came into the kitchen I could tell...what's he done?..can't you tell me a little?"

Letting the thrill get to him Jason shows his impatience again, but Lucy sticks firm, refusing to reveal anything until they have privacy. She quickly gets changed into shorts and t-shirt and they exit the bedroom, telling Billy that they're off for a walk.

Leaving the van behind, the pair walk hand in hand together down a winding road through row after row of caravans. It's only 8am but already there are excited children running up and down between the vans playing, enjoying their holidays.

Lucy suggests the benches atop the cliffs where what seemed like a long time ago she was deep in thought and indecisive. Now everything is different, a clear course lay ahead, Jason and herself happy and excited about what's happening.

Arriving at the clifftop location 10 minutes later, the couple sits down and Lucy begins to relate that morning's events to an eagerly listening hubby.

However, it takes some time as she keeps being interrupted by Jason's questions, he's beside himself with excitement as Lucy describes being bear hugged by his grandad and having her bottom groped, then all the charm he poured on, the comment about if she needed her back scrubbing etc, etc.

She saves the best for last, feeling herself moisten up downstairs while describing to Jason how, not only was Billy listening to them having sex last night, he also alluded to playing with himself while they did it.

The news has a rather profound effect upon Jason, giving him a trouser bulge that won't go away, until that is lucy helps 'alleviate' his uncomfortable stiffness, with her hand and some of her saliva acting as a lubricant. The clifftop area is pretty quiet and they just have to wait a little while for a jogger to go past before Lucy works her magic.

It doesn't take young hubby long to spill the juice, so turned on is he.

Afterwards, with Jason feeling calmer, he asks Lucy if she thinks Billy overheard what she'd whispered to him in the heat of the moment.

She tells him she doesn't think so, or Billy would have been even more eager to get in her panties than he already was.

The couple now make plans to have a little fun with grandad Billy, deciding he needs to be teased. So, in future, it's agreed that Lucy will dress a little more revealingly and Jason will make himself scarce more often, and of course, more noisy sex late at night.

And thus, over the course of the next few days Billy is driven half mad with lust as the couple conspire together to create 'special' moments between him and Lucy. There's lots of grabbing, groping, innuendo and suggestive remarks from the old casanova.

This proves highly exciting entertainment for Jason and Lucy while keeping Billy somewhat...frustrated. However, things are about to come to a head, as the old man's 68th birthday looms...and simmering sexual tensions boil over.

**

"Yes and you know what?..I've noticed that my panties are going missing...the ones I've been wearing...from the laundry bin...I went to do a load this morning...I had two pairs in there and both are gone."

It's a quiet wednesday evening at the lighthouse restaurant, and having found themselves a booth, Lucy and Jason have just enjoyed a meal and are now discussing the hot topic of the holiday.

Jason's excited expression takes on a more fervent quality, before he replies in hushed tone, "Oh yes!...the dirty old bugger...eh you know what?..I bet he's sniffing them while listening to us on a night."

Lucy nods, taking a sip from her wine then replying with confidence, "Certainly...I've noticed my used undies go missing before...you know when we used to stay over at his house on a weekend years ago?"

Jason nods, "He's been obsessed with you for a long time I know...so...what do you think will happen tomorrow?"

Jason's question alludes to what the pair were previously talking about, something that happened while Jason was out at the camp shop.

Lucy had once again been surprised from behind by a randy Billy, this time while she was washing dirty dishes at the kitchen sink, grabbing her around the waist initially, his wandering hands found her bosoms, and with no bra on, only the thin material of a t-shirt separated sensitive young nipples from aged, greedy paws.

She'd struggled of course, partly keeping up her role as innocent young lady plagued by the dirty old man, and partly because...well...she liked it. It got her wet feeling how helpless she was within Billy's strong arms.

He'd kissed the back of her neck like many times before, then asked if tomorrow, as he was going to turn 68 and all, she could give him a birthday kiss?

It seemed innocent enough, and Lucy was about to say yes when Billy added something else, he told her that seen as it was going to be his birthday then he wanted a 'proper' kiss.

Realising that he was probably referring to a full on, open mouthed smooch Lucy at first resisted, however, Billy threatened to only let her go if she promised the real deal, and so, she agreed.

So now, knowing what lay ahead for the next day, the couple have a big question to mull over...what if this smooch turns into something more?

Up until now things have just been a bit of fun, but it's starting to get serious. Having recently discussed, just the previous day, how far they are prepared to take things, Jason has already made his feelings on the matter clear. During the intimate conversation between the couple, Lucy's young husband revealed that it was his ultimate fantasy for Lucy to go all the way with his grandad and let him fuck her.

Upon hearing this Lucy had pretended to be surprised, telling Jason that she thought it was just a bit of fun and that although she enjoyed being a tease it was quite another thing to actually 'do it' with Billy.

In reality of course, this was music to her ears, just exactly what she'd wanted, Jason was playing right into her hands. Now there would be no secrecy, her conscience clear, no lying to Jason, the 'fling' with Billy recommended by Pat was fully approved by hubby.

Taking another drink from her glass of red Lucy stays within her innocent character, not committing to anything, being cautious and acting all coy by telling Jason that she was concerned how serious the situation was getting, but she would honour her promise to Billy and give him his proper birthday kiss.

And that's where the matter was closed for the time being.

**

Later that night, as the young couple made love on Billy's squeaky, creaky double bed, the old man lay in the next bedroom listening, nursing a throbbing erection. Lucy's lustful moaning wafted through the thin walls as he breathed in her intimate aroma, holding the young lady's skimpy black panties to his nose.

It was so tempting to just do it, play with his aching cock and climax with images of Lucy playing out in his mind, but no, no he was saving it, saving it all up for tomorrow, for tomorrow was his birthday...and old Billy felt lucky.

**

Thursday morning.

"Yeah that's the one...I knew it was southern something or other...southern comfort that's it...you got me one last night at the owners club...that is good stuff...thank you Jase...ok...how long will you be?...ok...see you later...bye."

Billy puts his phone down after making sure Jason is where he should be, on his way to the camp shop, originally to buy birthday candles for his cake but the old man putting a request in for some booze as an excuse to call.

It's the morning of Billy's birthday and after opening his cards and presents, an air of excitement fills him as he finds himself alone once again with the object of his desire...Lucy.

She of course, knows what's coming, she feels it too, but anxiety along with the thrill. She'd never cheated on Jason before and although he'd expressed his desire for her to go all the way with Billy, to her sensible, moral side, it still seemed wrong.

This was at odds with her hidden agenda, to become pregnant by Billy, added to the almost indescribable excitement of teasing him. Over the past several days Lucy has developed a taste for her temptress role, she'd enjoyed the lascivious attentions of both men...and was loving it.

Now, as Billy's special birthday kiss looms, it is amid a heady mix of these emotions that she prepares herself.

Today she's wearing a short skirt and crop top, no bra, the thin material of the top allowing the contours of her breasts to be easily discernible to anyone paying attention, and this morning Billy would certainly qualify as that person.

Sitting in the lounge he watches her with greedy eyes as she washes that morning's dishes up, she can feel his gaze upon her but pretends not to notice, her heart beginning to beat faster, this is it, the moment has arrived.

"Lucy?...oh Lucy?"

Turning to see Billy gazing triumphantly at her, his hand outstretched finger curling back beckoning.

"Come here princess...come and sit beside me..."

He pauses briefly to move his mobile and pat the empty space next to him, "...it's kissy time...you promised remember?"

Feeling a little scared but trying not to show it Lucy grins, shakes her head and tuts, dries her hands and begins walking over to Billy, "I might have known you wouldn't forget that...alright but just this once."

Sitting down next to him she immediately finds an arm around her, Billy's large hand resting on her shoulder.

"Hey wait a minute." She protests, "At least shut the curtains everyone can see."

Billy briefly lets go to stand and close the lounge curtains, but is soon seated again with his arm around her.

"Come on then...plant them pretty lips."

Lucy does as told, Billy leaning in towards her, their lips meet in a gentle, slow kiss, followed by another and another...and another.

With her heart beginning to hammer she feels the embrace intensify as the kissing becomes more forceful and Billy slips his tongue into her mouth.

She doesn't resist, welcoming his tongue with her own. Her breath comes rapidly through her nose as the passion rises, she feels his hand wandering lower, down towards her left breast, groping.

At his intimate touch she emits a gentle moan, its sound and vibration in Billy's mouth encouraging him further, his hand moves lower to the hem of her top, and begins to slip under it.

The move triggers a reaction from Lucy, up until this point she'd been lots of things all at once, powerful emotions swirling around her mind, her arousal levels through the roof, she'd been right on the edge of giving in to Billy, fully intending to.

However, her thrill and fascination with teasing now gets in the way, a newly discovered mischievous activity that is relished by Lucy's darker side.

She breaks their kiss, pushing Billy away while gasping, short of breath and flushed, "No!...Billy no that's too far."

But Billy is unfazed, grinning he grasps her hand, pulling it down into his crotch.

"Ooh princess...this is what you do to me...feel it...go on feel it."

Lucy's hand is pressed tightly against a large, firm bulge in Billy's trousers, arousing her curiosity and moving the excitement up a gear, but she soon struggles free and pulls her hand away, more due to Billy releasing his grip than any real effort from her.

"You can pretend..." Billy says as he stands up, the leering grin remaining, "...but I know...old Billy knows all about it...I'll let you be a tease for a little while longer young lady...but only because I like it."

He winks at an embarrassed Lucy, her flushed appearance becoming more so.

"Off to get a shower now...gunna have to relieve this...you've woken him up alright..." he gestures to the bulge in his crotch, which seems to have gotten bigger, "...and I'll be thinking about you while I'm doing it."