Stay in Bed

As you hold your legs, you think consider what he said. It's true that the sex has been amazing... but he's your grandfather! Not to mention the fact that he was the one who initiated it; he **** you in the changing room! No matter how aroused you may have felt during the sex, you know that this has to stop, not escalate. As the hour ends, you release your legs. The feeling of letting them relax is more soothing than the pose itself and you can't help but wonder whether your granddad was right about it in the first place. With a sigh you drift off to sleep.

The next morning, you come down to breakfast to find your parents at the table. Unsure as to whether the gas line at school was fixed, you're wearing your uniform on just in case. "Morning, Naomi!" Your mother chirps. "Morning!", you cheerfully reply, looking around. Your grandfather is standing by the door to the living room. "Good morning, sugarplum!" He says as he approaches you. Putting an arm around your waist, he pulls you in. "Did you sleep well?" You nod, a little nervous.

He smiles. "Glad to hear it! You're looking pretty cute, you know that?" As you stammer a "Thanks", you feel his hand slip under your skirt and grab your ass, making your voice crack. He smiles at you, as you feel his finger press against your panties. "I'm so glad you two are getting along now!" Your mother chimes in. "I always worried you were too old fashioned for Naomi, Dad!" With a smirk your granddad responds. "Well, I daresay I'm pretty good at knowing what girls Naomi's age like." His finger massages your clitoris while another slides under your panties, inserting itself into you. You struggle not to cry out.

Mercifully, your mother gets up and heads into the kitchen to check on breakfast. Your grandfather leans into you. "Well, my girl, it looks like it's just us. Have you thought about my proposal yet? You look at him, knowing your answer. You're heart pounds as you will up the courage to say it.