We made some small talk and I could help but notice her smooth legs, she was a slim woman with not too much up top and with the top couple of buttons ...undone I could just see the top of her boobs, small but pert.The conversation was going well, she asked what kind of work I had done before and I gave her a broad selection of DIY tasks which seemed to do the trick and it wasn’t long before she became relaxed, her knees parted slightly just enough to give me a quick peek of her pure white panties. Around noon, of each day, Grandma prepared a pail dinner forGrandpa and took it to him, whether he worked in the field or in the barn.Often, she would be gone for an hour or more. One day, I waited until shedisappeared into the barn. I ran down the stairs and followed her. At theentrance, I could hear some jumbled sounds to the rear, coming from theloose hay stack. I climbed a ladder to the loft and crept along until Istood just above the hay. There lay Grandpa and Grandma naked in the hay,she,. When he finally came down the stairs, I was already stroking my boner through my pants and frantically straightened up when he walked through the door. He asked me, “what are you doing”, and I said, “nothing”. He must have decided to drop it because the next question out of his mouth was one that demanded which video game I wished to play. I didn’t respond. He asked me again, and again I didn’t respond. This made him sort of irritated with me but he soon got over it and just picked a game that. I have this meal all prepared. There's enough for both of us. Would you like to join me?" There wasn't any way I was going to turn down a home cooked meal. It was pretty simple; spaghetti with marinara sauce, green salad and a red wine. It was delicious. We ended the meal with coffee and conversation. Jane told me she was a librarian."What's a librarian doing at a comic book convention?" I try to find out what's popular out there. We then buy the titles we think our patrons will read." You buy.