Grandpa’s TreatI am a retired gent, fairly fit for my age but due to a few health issues I didn’t get out much. My usual summer wear for indoors consisted of an open front shirt and baggy shorts, I never was a fashion icon.My days usually consisted of a short walk to the paper shop to get a paper and then lounging about watching TV or a bit of gardening, nothing that would make a good story until today.The sun was shining and I had been for my short walk to the paper shop, I settled down with a cup of tea and a read of the latest news, the radio was on in the back ground.The doorbell rang, I wasn’t expecting anyone but went anyway. As I opened the door there was a smartly dressed older woman and a somewhat scruffy girl by her side who, from her facial expressions, clearly didn’t want to be there.“Good morning Sir” the older woman said, “We are from the local school and working on a project to help the aged in the community, do you have any tasks that Mary here could assist you with?” she asked.Well, I could think of a few things but that wouldn’t really be appropriate was the thought running through my mind, I looked at Mary, she was a bit unkempt with short hair, a white blouse that needed buttoning up and a skirt that was way too short, I noticed that the waistband had been rolled a bit and I noticed that Mary was looking me up and down too, her facial expression never changed, she didn’t want to be here.Now I was never really good and paperwork and keeping things in any kind of order, “Yes, I think I can find a few things for her, I have some filing she can do” I replied thinking that having a bit of company for an hour or so would brighten up my otherwise dull day.Mary walked in and the older woman went on her way, I looked at Mary again and said “Do all girls have to roll their skirts up like that?” she giggled which was the first time she had smiled and told me that is was her sisters skirt and didn’t really fit her, I guess it was a good answer. “Can I use your toilet please Grandpa? She asked, “Of course, upstairs and first door on the right” and with that she walked up the stairs. As she did so I got a near perfect view of her rounded arse, she had white panties on which looked like they were too small as they were riding up the crack and what looked like a very tight pussy. I hadn’t had much of a feeling down below in a while but today I was getting one and looking down I was seeing a semi starting to show, I had to keep control.I hear the toilet flush and as Mary came down I was sure she had rolled her skirt a bit more, at least she seemed happier now. “OK Gramps” She said, “where do we start?”I illegal bahis led her into the lounge and grabbed a load of paper correspondence and dumped it on the floor. “If you can sort these for me and then file them in the cabinet it would really help me” I said and Mary sat down on the floor looking at the pile. She sat there cross legged trying to put her skirt between her legs to hide her modesty and from where I sat it was clearly not working.We started up some small talk as I sat watching her, well to be more precise I was sitting admiring the view up her skirt, tight white panties which offered a nice cameltoe and I could just make out a few hairs trying to escape. I sat in my chair man spreading a bit and with the baggy shorts I had on was sure I was giving as good as I got, obviously I was as I noticed Mary glance a few times.What made it worse was I was beginning to get an erection, hoping it wasn’t too obvious. Mary finished some of the papers and stood up to file them, the file cabinet was low and as she bent down to file what she had she gave me the perfect view of her arse again, she knew exactly what she was doing I was sure of that. Her panties were still up her crack and her pussy was tight and puffy. She seemed to take forever filing a dozen pieces of paper but who was I to complain, the view was amazing. I was now as stiff as I had been in a long time, something she noticed as she turned round. She looked straight at my crotch, seeing first-hand the affect she had had on me, “Um, has Gramps got a boner?” she asked with a broad grin on her face, well what could I say to that, “I guess you like my arse” she continued and with that she walked over and stood right in front of me. “Wanna see more?” she asked and without even waiting for a reply she lifted up her skirt showing me her skimpy little white panties, a few pubic hairs poking out the top it really was a sight to behold, she then turned around to show me her arse, panties still up the crack. “Touch it if you want” she said and who was I to refuse. As I ran my hands over her well-formed rounded cheeks her legs opened allowing me to rub her now moist pussy, as I was playing she bent slightly and gave out a soft sigh, she was obviously enjoying the attention. My cock was now bursting.I bent her down further and pulled her cheeks apart and started licking her crack, stopping at her arsehole to give more attention, her moans got louder and when my tongue got between her legs and started licking the damp patch her legs shook.She turned around and made a grab for my dick through my shorts, “WOW! I didn’t realize you could still get illegal bahis siteleri hard at your age” she said smiling. Little did she know? She pulled my shorts off and my stiff member sprung out and as she pulled the skin back a little pre-cum seeped out, she got on her knees and started to lick the tip, tasting my juice. Before I knew it she had the full length of my throbbing cock in her mouth and I didn’t know how long I could last, not long as it turned out as before I knew it I was shooting a hot load of spunk right down her throat. “Damn, that was quick” she said as she slurped up the last drops.As she stood up I unbuttoned her shirt and let it drop to the floor, her loose fitting bra followed and before long she was standing there in just her little white panties, her boobs were small and rounded and her nipples were like little buttons on a cake, small but erect. She leant forward and allowed me to suck on each individually and my hands clasped her arse as I pulled her onto my lap. Feeling her pussy sitting on my cock it wasn’t long before the blood started to flow and I was back to full erection and pulling her panties to one side my cock slid into her wet slot with ease. Mary started grinding away and I was happy to let her do all the work. She was a fit girl and I was busy nipple licking as she got into the swing, the feeling was good as Mary moaned and before long I felt my nuts tighten as I exploded a second load deep inside her. Mary kept grinding, getting every last drop from me, as she withdrew some cum leaked out onto my cock and Mary took great pride in licking it all up, she certainly took pride in her work.We smiled at each other, “How was that Gramps?” she said, I was totally speechless.Just then the doorbell rang, “Oh Fuck!” Mary said, “That will be Mrs Duff”, thinking quick I told Mary to grab her clothes and run up the stairs to dress while I quickly composed myself and put my shorts back on, I was till semi hard when I went to the door, having a quick glance at Mary running up the stairs, panties still well up her crack and cum dripping on the stair carpet.I opened the door, “Hello Sir, I am Mrs Duff, Mary’s teacher, How did she get on?” she asked, I had nothing but praise for Marys attention to detail and enthusiasm while performing her tasks. Mrs Duff looked puzzled, “Are we talking about the same Mary?” she inquired and we both had a laugh. Mrs Duff explained that part of the process was to do an evaluation so I invited her in. As she entered she looked down at my shorts, a wet patch had appeared and I was still semi hard and I only hoped that she didn’t make assumptions.Now canlı bahis siteleri Mrs Duff was what I would call a typical school teacher, hair in a ponytail, glasses and very conservatively dressed in a knee length skirt and blouse, the bare legs threw me a bit. She was mid-thirties I would say and had a wedding ring, slim figure and she looked professional.She sat on the sofa opposite me, knees tightly together so not giving much away. Mary then entered the room all nicely dressed and I noticed that she hadn’t rolled her skirt up as much, in fact she looked quite decent. She winked at me as she walked in, glad that we hadn’t been rumbled, as Mary took a seat on the sofa she gave me a quick flash up her skirt, we both hoped Mrs Duff hadn’t seen but she was busy filling out a form, Mary winked again.“Mary” Mrs Duff said, “Did you enjoy the work that Frank gave you?” Mary was deep in thought and as her teacher was looking at her waiting for an answer she adopted the grumpy face, “Well yes I suppose” Mary said, “He is a bit grumpy but the work was good” She continued. As Mrs Duff was making notes Mary winked at me again, I smiled. “And were you happy with Marys effort?” she asked, well how was I going to answer that, “after we had a little chat and got to know each other Mary settled down and performed her duties admirably, I have more tasks for her if she wants and with the right guidance and application I feel she will excel in her duties” As she was busy writing all this down Mary took the opportunity to flash her panties at me again, I smiled. “Mary?” Mrs Duff said, “Would you be willing to visit Frank once a week as part of your work in the community project? She asked, well this was the million dollar question. Mary looked at me and nodded. “That’s great, I will assign Mary to you and I will check on her progress” Mrs Duff said handing me the form to sign. As she got up to hand me the form to sign she looked at the wet stain on my shorts, “What is that?” She asked, well Mary looked at me and I looked at her, were we busted? All sorts of thoughts ran through my head, “Oh it’s just yogurt” I stammered and without a word she sc****d her finger across the patch, flicking my cock as she did and then put her finger in her mouth, I stood the open mouthed and Mary had the look of horror on her face, “Mmm I love yogurt” she said, “Tastes nice”. My mouth closed and Mary breathed again. “Next time I call for an evaluation you will have to give me some yogurt” Mrs Duff said, “I will get some in” I replied. I signed the form and Mary signed the form. “Good, all done, I will bring Mary round tomorrow and we will formulate a plan for her” the teacher said as they stood up to leave. “Did you really like the yogurt?” I asked as they were walking to the door, “Oh yes Frank, it’s my favourite flavour” She said and I am sure she had a glint in her eye.