Sexy Grandpas Novels & Stories

He had always been his father's son Grandpa grunted in response. "Diego you have been doing well with the company for so long, you handled the mishap involving Clark's grandchildren well. It's a shame you've probably crippled them forever, they had good potential and if they could have utilized it well... Who knows, they might have remained great rivals of our company," He smirked, "You and Edgar were made aware of my will?"

Caroline bowed to her fellow slightly before returning to her duty. >>>>>>>>> Jack kicked open the door of a certain VIP room and saw his grandpa drinking wine with 2 milfs. Both were dressed provocatively, with long eyelashes and ample female assets. Their shoes were 10 inches and their natural fingernails were long. "Grandpa?" he called out in disbelief. "Oho! Grandson. My beloved Jackie. Come, come, come inside. Don't feel like a stranger. Come, give grandpa a big hug." the older man who donned a blue hat, golden thobe and navy blue sandals said with excitement.

But looking at the man she'd just married, seeing the tension around his eyes when he mentioned his grandmother, Mira understood what he wasn't saying. His grandmother was dying. He was trying to give her peace in her final days. How could Mira's job at a library compare to that? "I'll request a leave of absence," she heard herself say. "Family emergency. It's not even a lie." Something that might have been relief crossed Daniel's face. "Thank you." He pulled out his wallet and removed a black credit card, holding it out to her. Mira recognized it as the type with no spending limit, the kind she'd only ever seen wealthy patrons use at the rare bookshop next to the library.

It stopped turning a profit and the owner was filing for bankruptcy. In the early days of the company, Andrew, Jackso, Joshua, Arielle and I used to come here to celebrate very little win over shots of Vodka and meat bits. We would rent a private cubicle in the upper floors at exorbitant prices then. We would spend the night drinking and singing off key into the karaoke machine. The only person sober was the designated driver which Andrew almost always volunteered to be.

Grandpa was over there, smiling like an idiot. What's wrong with this old man? I asked myself. Grandpa didn't wait for her to hug him. He walked right up to her and gave her a big bear hug. Everyone's mouths fell agape. We were waiting for Grandpa to pull away from the young girl, but he just pressed himself closer to her breasts. Jesus Christ! My grandpa is a pervert. Gerry stepped in to the rescue. He held Grandpa's shoulders like he was giving him a massage and slightly pulled him away from Chastity. "And this is my Grandpa, Wesley," Gerry ground his teeth together as he introduced Grandpa.

I turn around to meet his chest, and naughtily grabs his balls, "They're soft too." He groans when I cup them, "Don't do it. I still want kids." I ignore his warning and let them roll on my palm, just playing with them like they're two big marbles, "Gay dads are so hot." "Yeah?" "The whole thing about being masculine and sexy but you can't get your hands on them, or the fact they'll never be interested in you, makes them soooo much hotter." Then I realise he's semi-hard, again. But this time I'm not wearing make up, or have my hair curled, not even putting on the corset or fuck-me heels so what gives?

"You slut! What dirty deals did you make for this funeral? You're not worthy of being my fiancée." He raised his hand to slap me, but a strong grip stopped him. A stern middle-aged man pushed him aside and helped me up. "A grown man hitting a woman? Have some shame." Joseph hurried over, whispering, "Charlotte, this is General Soto." Tears spilled out of me before I could stop them, sudden and violent, like someone clinging to a last scrap of hope. "General," I cried, "they won't let me bury my grandpa. They even put a dog in his grave to humiliate him."

"Ask your precious grandson what he did! He lifted Mia's skirt in public! And he even called her a deadweight!" Instead of showing any guilt, my mother let out a cold laugh. "What did my grandson say that was wrong? Girls are deadweights, are they not?" As she spoke, she sized Mia up, making the girl shrink further behind Lauren. Then she withdrew her gaze and sneered. "And don't get me started on your slut of a daughter. Has she no shame, making a fuss about being seen? I can't imagine any decent guy would want a slut like her!" The words sent a chill through the crowd, and several neighbors gasped.

Damian’s jaw tightened now, then he raised her jaw up, brushing his nose against her cheek till his lips were now an inch close to her ear. “We RAD brothers have no mercy in us. We don’t fuck princesses. We ruin. And we leave you wanting for more. We break you so hard until the only thing you want is us. You cannot want this…” he completed, sounding really hypocritical now. Yes, the fabric of his clothes was threatening to snap, yet he was trying so hard to keep everything together. His cock was at the dying point yet he was trying so hard to be modest, because if he is not… fucking heaven!

"Thank you. You really are a good husband." "Not just good. I'm the best." He smiled mischievously. "You know, besides my fetish for fat people, I also have another fetish..." I covered his mouth with my hand. "Stop! I'm not ready to hear all of it yet!" Julian laughed. "Alright. I'll save it for later."