There was a gentle knock at my door, barely audible due to the TV's volume. "Come in! It's open!" I said as I started to rise from my easy chair. The door burst open, revealing my eighteen-year-old Grand-daughter, Gracie.
"Grandpa!" she screamed as she propelled herself at me, jumping into my arms, wrapping her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck.
"Gracie!" I shouted back, my hands moulding to her behind, just before she gave me a kiss. The kiss was definitely not the kind one would expect from a granddaughter. It was deep, probing, and hungry. Although, momentarily taken aback, I returned the favor, sucking on her tongue for several seconds before thrusting mine inside her mouth.
"We've missed you, Grandpa," she whispered in my ear, as I sat back down on my favorite chair.
"And I've missed you too, sweetie," I said, as I invited her to sit in my lap.
"I can tell," she replied as she wriggled her bottom against my tenting trousers. "Happy second anniversary!" She smiled a mischievous smile as her bottom continued to burrow in my lap.
"Second anniversary?"
"Of course, silly. It was two years ago, today that I turned sixteen." I smiled, remembering that day all too well. "I would have been here to celebrate last year, but Covid put a serious cramp in my style."
She was right. I hadn't seen her, or her mother for several months due to the pandemic. "If I had known you were coming, I'd have baked a cake."
She grinned again. "I'm not hungry for cake, Grandpa. I had something else in mind." She reached under her butt cheeks, fondling the sizable lump in my pants.
"And what do you propose we do, Gracie?"
"I thought we could re-enact what you did to relieve me of my virginity. You do remember that, don't you Grandpa?"
Bringing both of my hands up under her blouse and caressing her ample, bra-encased bosom, I replied, " I most certainly do."
Instantly getting into character, she turned her head and said with mock innocence, "Grandpa, what are you doing?"
"Turning my cute, innocent granddaughter into a woman." My fingers gently rubbed the thin fabric of her bra, tracing her nipples, turning them hard. I insinuated my fingers inside the cups of her bra, grabbing handfuls of her breasts.
"Grandpa, that feels nice. Kind of tingly, but nice. Do you want to see them?"
"Of course I do, Kitten," I said softly, nuzzling her neck.
She leaned forward and pulled off her shirt and reached behind her back, unsnapping her bra and turning sideways in my lap. I stared at her amazing breasts for a moment before lowering my head and capturing her right breast in my mouth. Her pointed nipple responded instantly to my lips and tongue as I suckled.
"Ohh! Grandpa. Is this what becoming a woman feels like?"
Not letting go, I just mumbled, "Mmm Hmmm." I put my hand on her knee, my fingers sliding up under her skirt.