There was a mirror to mount on the long low chest of drawers. There were some wall-mounted shelves to put up and a TV and its table to get arranged, e...en though they wouldn’t work for another day. Lastly, he helped her assemble the large four-poster bed she’d bought for her new home. White with gold gilding, it was large but still feminine. Add to that the new queen mattress with its memory-foam pillow top, and the bed rather dominated the room. Still, once it was put together, Abby felt some. I had to get up face her and go give the remote to her now. While doing so I saw her right breast glowing in the light of the TV and her deep cleavage. I couldn’t help but stare at it for a few seconds. I gave the remote to her and she said thank u and smiled at me..Later in the night when we switched off the TV she asked me whether I was comfortable sleeping in such a small bed? I said yes. She then told to come and sleep on the double bed if I ever wanted to. Also she said u can sleep near. Ah, she felt young again, like a nineteen year old girl out on a date, instead of a twenty-eight year old woman going home from a movie with her husband. To be young, again, she thought with a sigh of nostalgia for the recklessness of youth.Well, tonight she just might be a little reckless herself! The movie combined with the necking behind her had reminded her there was more to life than washing dishes and reading magazines. Life was to be lived, and tonight, by God, she was going to. So my young one, what are you doing dressed like a slut waiting to be fucked? All in the red little nighty, red high heels, whats up with that? When I didnt answer, Grandpa knelt down and pull the back of my hair making my raise my head up and said..I SAID my young one what are you doing dressed like a slut waiting to be fucked? I knew I was going to masterbate after watching this movie! Speaking of movie, you have been a bad girl and snuck in my room to get the tape didnt you! Yes Grandpa, Im.