Sandy was not all the image of a hot wife. Slim and with small breasts and narrow hips decorated with abundant pubic hair that she rarely trimmed, her...face would be regarded as “handsome”, not beautiful. She did not bring sexual experience to the table either, having only two unsatisfactory copulations before I seduced her with my inexperienced awkwardness.We both diligently participated in developing our skills though. When she found my stash of erotic stories, she soaked them up like a sponge. I guided her over to the back of the couch, as she craned her neck around to kiss me as we shuffled.I bent her over, resting her head on the cushioning on top of the couch. I kneeled down behind her, pealing her damp panties down with me. Her ass was upturned, jutting her tiny little pussy out at me. I could visually see the dewy moisture on her puffy lips, and leaned in swiping my tongue straight up the middle.“Oh my god!” She shivered.I was going to tease her for a bit, but seeing how worked. So Eleanor phoned her mother and told her everything and asked permission to stay with me and care for me until my next appointment. Of course my daughter said that it was okay for my granddaughter Eleanor to stay with me.On the way home Eleanor stopped off at her house and packed a suitcase. I sat in the living room until she was ready. Then we went to my house.Eleanor fixed us dinner then informed me that it was bath time. My beautiful sixteen-year-old granddaughter filled the bathtub,. So she began to look outside for any clues.Almost immediately she saw what she knew was a clue. Two black almost parallel lines went from the middle of their front concrete walk to the green lawn. There the two lines continued as trails across the lawn through the wooden gateway to their back yard. Barbara was very careful not to disturb the surrounding area. Every few feet she looked up. She had sensed that this case was not going to have a happy ending.The trail led her through a back gate.