At this time, I really didn’t need to know every detail of my grandfather’s life. Any more than I would want to know the details of my mother and ...father’s personal life. Some things are just better off not knowing.Still, I did wonder about my grandmother. But, since my grandfather didn’t talk about her, I would just decide on that later.I went back to the problem at hand. I had checked the drawers of my grandfather’s desk and found them all locked, with no apparent openings. No surprise there.. She was wearing a purple silk bra and panty set, and she looked even more hot than I thought possible. I could see a wet patch on her panties where her juices had soaked through.My cock twitched back to life and she just stood there staring at me obviously not sure what to do next.I slowly brought her head towards mine and our lips locked as we passionately kissed each other for the first time, our tongues probing and exploring each other’s mouths.When we finally broke the kiss my hands slid. "It was a beautiful morning and Mary felt young and fresh and alive. She had just washed her hair and now it was flowing around her shoulders and felt soft and silky.She petted Crane's head and scratched under his bearded chin.Mary kicked off her sandals and walked through the freshly mowed grass. Crane followed her as she walked along."The household chores can wait," she told Crane.He whinnied."I think that you and I should take a walk."She went up the little incline behind the house and into. Part II When came back into the classroom, Mr. Edwards had his back to me and the rest of the class while he wrote something on the giant blackboard in the front of the room. I quickly made my way back to my seat, without attracting his attention. When he finished writing on the blackboard, Mr. Edwards turned around, looking surprised that I was back in his classroom. I watched his gaze drop to my breasts, and then snap back up to my eyes. He started to blush again, probably remembering.