Nothing is happening, but Carrie seems to have lost her shirt.

You headed back to the living room in a hurry, trying to contain your excitement and curiosity at what would unfold next. Stopping for a brief second in the hallway to calm yourself and take a deep breath, you remembered that your grandfather lived here now. There was no need to rush this, even if your cock was hard as can be as it strained against your jeans. There would be plenty of time for dirty fun as your girlfriend teased your grandfather just like you wanted, so it was important to relax and enjoy the ride as everything happened and not expect things to move too quickly.

Returning to the living room you found your grandfather on the couch, beer in hand as he looked up at Carrie who was still happily standing on display in front of him. Everything looked as you expected, except your girlfriend's black top was balled up on the floor. Carrie was standing there in nothing but a lacy red bra and her leggings, smiling over at you as you walked in.

"Uhh, where's your shirt?" you asked her, standing stunned at your now half naked girlfriend.

"Oh that's on me," your grandfather said before Carrie could reply.

"This gorgeous piece of ass brought us in some beers but I wasn't payin attention when she handed it to me and spilled it all over her. Gave her some beer soaked melons, so she had to take the top off."

"Accidents happen," Carrie said with a shrug. Your grandfather was happily staring at the jiggle of her chest as she moved, and you were standing in awe at how obvious he was being with such a terrible excuse to get Carrie stripped.

"Gotta say I wouldn't have guessed those fuckers would be so big though. Even in that tight little top you had on I didn't expect such big titties. What're you, a Double D cup?" he said, gesturing his beer bottle to Carrie's chest.

"I'm a 32 E," Carrie said proudly, putting her hands behind her back and jutting them out a bit, much to your grandfather's delight.

"Every woman in my family has a big chest. I'm just usually dressing to cover mine up some since I teach yoga and they can be distracting and tough to work with."

"Distractin is an understatement girl, who doesn't love big fuckin tits on a sexy little slut?" Grandpa blurted out. You could see Carrie jump a little and bite her bottom lip just a tiny bit, clearly enjoying this in a way that neither of you expected. Your grandfather took a drink of his beer before returning his focus to Carrie.

"Good to know tits like those run in your family though. This way when you get knocked up and give me a granddaughter she can grow up to have huge honkers like her mom."

Your jaw dropped at his words, fuck he really was a pervert through and through! Meanwhile Carrie was giggling and blushing, enjoying both the attention and his unabashed dirty nature. As her schoolgirl laughter faded, she was still left smiling as she focused on the old pervert on the couch.

"I think any grand kids are far, FAR in the future," she finally said, "But do I need to get you anything else before I go put on a new blouse?"

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