He would tell grandma that we were going fishing and just liked that we were in our own little world. At first all grandpa wanted was to keep his cock...inside of me as long as he could. He would take pills that would keep him hard for a long time and he would spend hours putting me in different positions and he would fuck me ever so slowly. He would pull his cock out of me slowly and take a slow breath in, and then he would push back in with a heavy exhale, and once he got in as far as he could. When she arrived, I was astounded, she was utterly gorgeous, a small blonde girl of about eighteen or nineteen, she smiled at me and I was smitten,"Hello" I smiled, "You must be Katie" Yes and you're Mrs. Jordan" I am indeed Katie, but I'm Sandy to my friends, would you like a drink?" Oh yes please, I'll have what you're having"I felt her eyes on me as I walked over to the drinks cabinet, then I felt her warm breath on my neck,"You're very beautiful Sandy" she said softly and her lips touched. My wife probably didn't need a nightcap but had another Bacardi. That was it, I turned around from a discussion with one of the guests to see her u*********s, and any amount of poking and pushing didn't bring her around. She was out for the count. I glanced at my watch, heck it wasn't even ten yet. But we had started on this binge early.All the guests, and there were only four, had a partner. Whether they were married partners I did not know, but there was no one to maybe, invite. But help was. It’s a plan. Let my husband know. Oh, God, this is going to hurt.” I carried Mom to bed, Brenda wiped my eyes, we did the dishes for her and left.I took her home and told her I’d see her in the morning. She held my cheeks and kissed me lightly on the lips. “We’ll work on this in the morning. You’ll be OK. Your father will be OK. We’ll be OK.” I wrapped her up in a hug that I almost didn’t let go of, kissed her back and left. I didn’t pull away until she was inside.The next morning, I found.