Grandpa’s Milk – Chapter 4

“Abby!” I complained as I stepped back. My dick popped out of her mouth with a slurp and snapped up and slapped my belly. The giggles interrupted my scolding of Abby. “It’s really springy, isn’t it?!” realized Roxy bending it down a couple more times to watch it snap back up again. “Alright, alright .” I pulled myself away.

“No, I’m not ready to ‘be milked’ yet, thank you- you little milk monster! And it’s time for supper.” And I headed toward the house. Four girls walked beside me. Eight eyes watched my boner bounce up and down as I walked. Four mouths giggled. “It’s not polite to stare!” I half-heartedly admonished. “Do I stare at YOUR bodies?” “YEESSSS!” they laughed. They were right…

I sent them to the bathroom to clean up while I made supper. I heard more whispering when they were on their way back to the kitchen. I was beginning to dread what this bunch had up their sleeves when they start whispering.

But having raised girls myself I had some tricks of my own. “Grandpa…” Rachel began. Without turning around I interrupted, “Let me guess! You want to know if Roxy can stay for supper and sleep over, right?” “Uh, well, yeah. Can she?” I turned around and looked at Roxy up and down with a concerned frown. “Well, I don’t know… she eats a lot; she’s awfully noisy with her laughing and giggling; she probably snores; she’s always running around naked like she’s a naturist or something.”

“Grandpa!” she protested with her fists on her hips. “I don’t eat a lot and I don’t snore! And I AM a naturist I LOVE being naked!” “Yaaay!” cheered the other three.

“Well, you didn’t bring any PJ’s, you don’t have clean underwear or clean clothes for tomorrow; you don’t have a toothbrush…” I teased.

“Well, duh, that’s what naturism is all about!” Roxy continued, “ I don’t NEED clean clothes ‘cause I’m not wearing any clothes and there’s a new toothbrush in the bathroom drawer I can use!” she stuck out her tongue and smiled.

“Yeah, you have my permission to stay and eat and sleep- now you need your Mother’s permission so go call her.” She picked up the phone and dialled.

“Hi Mom! I’m a naturist now!” she reported excitedly. “Yeah, Grandpa-Mr. Smith was really cool about it. Yeah, he’s naked, too- his genitals are really gross and disgusting…” she teased, looking at me with a devilish grin. “Ha, ha I’m teasing him ‘cause he’s listening! —-yeah,—–yeah, I am—yeah, they are—Mom, Mr. Smith said it was OK with him if I sleep over tonight. Is it OK with you? Can I?—-OK—-Thank you, Mom—I will—I promise—I love you, too. –‘Bye—-Mom wants to talk to you, Grandpa…” Roxy handed me the phone.

“Hi, Sally.” I said.

“It sounds like you really won her over and she’s having a good time! I don’t know how to thank you- you’re so good at handling her! I hope she isn’t too much for you…”

“Well, Mrs. Jones” I said loud enough for all to hear, “I don’t know how much longer I can stand that brat of a daughter of yours- I’m only letting her stay to keep my girls happy, you know…” I teased and Roxy slapped my butt. “You don’t need to thank me.” I returned to seriousness. “She’s a sweet, sensitive, young lady and a pleasure to have around!” Roxy smiled and I stuck my tongue out at her.

“Well! I’m glad to hear that. She’s not always sweet and sensitive around HERE and I must say I’ve enjoyed the break from her. We have no plans for tomorrow so send her home when you get tired of her. Thanks, again, John –‘bye.” “ ‘Bye,” I said, and hung up.

“Grandpa said I’m a ‘sweet, sensitive young lady’!” Roxy pronounced as she walked away in her best supermodel strut- one hand on a hip the other stroking her hair- her hips swinging exaggeratedly.

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