What you are about to read is a work of fiction. Although the characters are based on actual people their names have been changed. This story contains the feelings and the fantasies that an old man has about his daughter-in-law. None of what is contained herein ever happened.
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The following Saturday it was raining (finally, thank you Lord) and so I planned on doing as little as possible. I had gotten up, made a pot of coffee, completed my exercises and was sitting around the house. Amy had a couple of small things on her "honey do" list which I took care of in just a few minutes. Often wondered why I was required to spray graphite lubrication on the back door hinges. Takes thirty seconds. How long does it take to write it on the list? Oh well, I guess she was making sure I felt needed.
I was well into the book I wanted to read and it was about mid morning when the telephone rang. Amy answered it and I quickly picked up on the fact that it was Melissa calling.
"You bring the babies up here," I heard Amy say into the phone. "Then you and Pappy can go back and see if he can fix the line."
With that Amy hung up and told me that a water line had broken under Melissa's kitchen sink the night before. After shutting off the water to the house, she had called the maintenance service several times and was getting no response from them. I was to go fix the line so they would have water. In the meantime Amy was going to watch the grandbabies.
Melissa and the children arrived about thirty minutes later and I had gotten my tools together and changed into some work clothes. After hugs and kisses from the grandbabies, Melissa and I headed back to her house and the broken water line.
"I sure am glad your water line is broken, now I get to spend some time with you." I told Melissa after we were on our way.
Melissa laughed. "You old pervert. You just want a chance to try and get into your daughter-in-laws pussy again, don't you?"
"Can you blame me, wanting to taste that sweet nectar again, and maybe soaking my dick in your sweet juices," I retorted.
"Oh my God," she said, "Just talking about it is making me wet."
"Good, maybe we can get in a quickie, but first is fixing the line so you will have water to shower off with before we go back to the house." I said.
"Does wanting you make me a slut?" Melissa asked.
"No, you were a slut long before you ever met me," I said jokingly.
We both laughed at that statement and Melissa reached over and grabbed my hand. "You know I love you don't you?" she asked.
"Yes, I know," I said, "And I hope you know, without a doubt, I love you too."
"I do." Was all she said.
We rode the rest of the way to her house without saying another word. We just held hands and were comfortable in our thoughts and each others company.
After Melissa unlocked the front door, I immediately went to the kitchen sink. Melissa had everything out from under it and had mopped up all the water so it was dry enough for me to lie down and crawl under it to access the problem.
"This is an easy fix," I said. "A compression fitting came loose. And it will only take a minute to repair. The line doesn't look like it split. I hate compression fittings just for this reason. They can blow off so easily."
Melissa, who had knelt down and was looking at what I was doing reached over and grabbed my cock through my jeans. "This blows easily too she said." Giving me a good squeeze.
I laughed and said, "We can see about that in just a few minutes, but let me get this fitting retightened first. The line was not seated all the way into the fitting and that was why it came loose"
"All work and no play makes for a long day," she said.
"Oh, we're gonna play," I said
I grabbed a couple of wrenches and in about a minute I said, "Okay, I'll go turn the water on and see if this is going to hold."
I went outside and turned on the water just enough to let pressure back into the system and went back into the house to check out my work. I turned on all the faucets in the house to let the air bleed off and went back to the sink to see if I had a leak. Everything was still good and dry.
"Got it fixed," I said. "I'll turn the water all the way on now," and I went back outside and turned the valve to full on.
When I came back into the kitchen, I found a very pleasant surprise. Melissa was lying totally naked on the kitchen table. One hand was massaging her pussy and the other was pinching one of her nipples.
"OH MY GOD," I said. "If that isn't the most beautiful sight I have ever seen, I don't know what is."
"Come here baby," Melissa said, "Make love to me, right here, right now."
I went over to the table and kneeled down in front of Melissa. Without touching her any where else I leaned in and as she pulled her hand away I gently touched the outer lips of her pussy with the tip of my tongue.
