After I gave him his firstblowjob, he admitted that he felt much more relaxed now with me likethis and I told him I understood. I sucked him one more ...ime before heleft. We made plans for two weeks from then to spend the weekendtogether.The time dragged by until the day came. That afternoon, we just talkedand went for a short walk getting to know each other all over again itseemed. He seemed much more at ease with me this way and I was feelingpretty good myself. We were like a couple strolling. There was still a dribble of sperm on the tip of my penis and she reached out to touch it causing me to jerk. She looked closely at the drop and rolled it between her fingers feeling the consistency. “This is what makes babies.” And suddenly she looked sad and I knew what she was thinking.She stood up and very seriously spoke. “Thank you for showing me. I learned a lot.” As she walked to the door I scrambled to pull my pants back up. At least when she left she pulled the door shut behind. I could feel the cool air on my rear just as I was trying to push my skirt down I caught a glimpse of someone standing behind me as I turned to look there was a very good looking young man blond hair blue eyes, Oh my god I thought he must have been standing there all the time when the wind lifted my skirt and must of seen everything I then wonder if he had indeed seen me jugging by his face he had,Then I heard the woman say “come on Andy sorry he’s my grandson she said he’s staying with us for. "Lay off, you two!" Bev's voice came from the garden door. "Mack, these are my daughters Patricia and Michelle. That's Mack and he's helping us out for a few weeks. Now, Pat, get into the kitchen and help Martha out; she's been snowed under all afternoon. And Michelle you'd better give Millie a break, the poor girls been on her feet since ten o'clock. Old Bert never turned in and we've been running about like blue arsed flies all day. Then you'd better spell Mack here for a while, he hasn't sat.