"Why not?" Tommy asked, still rubbing his palms over her tits."What almost happened the other night was a mistake." No, Linda, it wasn't a mistake, an... it didn't happen because you thought your father was watching, but not because you didn't want it to happen."He had her blouse out of her skirt and his hands up on her breasts, one finger inside her bra rubbing one of her big nipples."You had your chance before I met Bill and didn't do anything about it," she said. "What made Bill choose you for. "I laughed at the running joke. Their house had a football pools syndicate, submitting half a dozen lines each week, and an expectation that their boat would come in before too long. That wish to have a flutter was understandable enough; it was their certainty that it was just a matter of finding the right method of selecting their prediction to ensure success that I didn't share. They had long discussions each week when they got the coupon from the Littlewoods agent about which matches were. My brain says youre going to hurt me. I dont know if I can let you do that. Knowing I wouldnt panic like I used he grabbed out for my hand, stopping me mid pace. I looked up into his eyes and saw everything, seeing that he was true and wouldnt hurt me, seeing that if I was unhappy with something he would stop, unlike my ex did so long ago when he attempted to push me into something I wasnt yet ready for. He didnt need to say a single word, his face told it all, and I felt myself relax again. He started to massage my clit with his old grandpa tough. “Mm, baby girl, your virgin cherry tastes so delicious.”Do to his old age, he had no teeth, and let me tell you, an old man nibbling on your clit with his gums feels amazing. For the first time ever I felt an orgasm coming.“Oh. My. God.” I could hardly breath. “Grandpa, that feels so good. I think I'm..ooohh....mmmmyy.....gggooodddddddd.” It happened. My first orgasm. It wasn't as enjoyable as I was hoping for, but it was still.