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 In Grandpa's Loving Care (Pt.01)(Mg, pedo, inc)

   by Jack Woody

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   Part 1

   Jonathan Simmons sat at the kitchen table drinking a cup of half-warm
coffee, as he read the Sunday paper.  It was something he did every Sunday,
and though it was of little importance to him, he found himself unable to
break the habit.

   The headline story was usually the only thing he found of interest to
read, and once he had read as much of that as he felt compelled to do, he
knew the paper would contain very little else worth taking the time to do
much more than glance at, as he sipped his coffee.

   Each Sunday, as he performed this same ritual, he sat wondering why he
was even bothering, while continuing to do it.

   The solution was easy.  Stop buying the paper.  But Jon had no idea what
he would do on Sunday mornings, if the paper stopped coming.  He had been
alone for too many years, and breaking old habits wasn't something he felt
any particular inclination to do.

   His daughter, Susan lived overseas, in Ireland, with her husband
Michael, and their now four year old daughter.  Jonathan had been divorced
from Susan's mother, since his daughter was five.

   There were many good years, following the divorce.....during which.  Jon
had joint custody of Susan.  He would pick her up every Friday, after work,
and bring her back to her mother's, early Sunday evening.  During those
good years, she and Jon would do a variety of fun things,
together.....taking trips, going to the beach, and going to fairs, among
other things.  Susan was a big help, in getting her somewhat reclusive
father out of the house and involved in some sort of social activity.  She
also helped him to overcome his addiction with pot, which had been the main
reason he didn't do much but sit around the house and get high, in her
younger years.

   Susan discovered boys, at the age of sixteen, and that's when things in
Jon's life began to change.

   She suddenly vanished, one weekend, when she was eighteen, two years
after giving birth to a son, Joshua, leaving the boy with his father, to
move to Michigan.

   There was no good-bye, no explanation......she was just suddenly gone.
Gone too, was any good reason for Jon to remain attached to his grandson.
Susan hadn't married Joshua's father, and a couple of years after she left,
Joey married someone else, giving Joshua a new set of grandparents, leaving
Jon even less of a reason to remain in his grandson's life.

   Five years later, Susan moved from Michigan to Ireland, with her new
boyfriend, Michael, and shortly after, married him there.  They settled in
Ireland, and a few years later, Jennie was born.

   Susan kept in touch, mostly by phone, along with an occasional email on
the computer.  For the most part, Jon kept up with the happenings of his
daughter's family by visiting her Facebook page, and viewing the timeline
postings and pictures, there.

   Jon had felt very close to Susan, before she had Joshua.  For those
first few years, after divorcing her mother, he felt an almost overwhelming
wanting inside him for Susan.

   It was barely noticeable in the early years, but by the time she was
eight, he began having undeniable sexual cravings for her.  By then, he had
moved into a smaller place, where there was only a bedroom, with a kitchen
and a bathroom.  His bed, a single, was all there was for them to sleep in.
Jon always slept on top of Susan's blankets, head to foot, with his own
blanket covering him, to give the little girl no sense of
impropriety........and nothing she could report to her mother, as being
wrong with the way daddy treated her.

   It wasn't long after they began sleeping in this way, that Jon began
having sexual thoughts about Susan.....being so physically close to her. 
And before long, late at night, he would strip his clothes off, under his
blanket, long after Susan had fallen asleep.  Naked under his blanket with
his little girl so close to him.....only separated by the blankets, Jon
would masturbate over Susan,,,,,,wanting her, more than he even dared fully
admit to himself.

   He would sometimes spend hours masturbating, with her right there beside
him.  He tried to keep his breathing as quiet as possible, and to isolate
his movements from being detected, while doing it, in case she woke up and
he didn't know it.

   Of course, part of his fantasy would always become, that she was awake,
and knew he was masturbating over her.  He wanted her know that his cock
was hard, from wanting for her.  He wished he had had the courage to wake
her and show her his throbbing cock......touching her with it.....having
her touch it, and suck it......pushing it into her desirable little body.

   And when he knew he couldn't hold back any longer, he would sneak naked
into the bathroom, and release his cum into the toilet.  He would dream of
being inside her tight little cunt, and release a torrent of semen so hard
that it always left him shaking.

   For the rest of his life, he would wish that he had had a sexual
relationship with her, right from the time of his divorce, when she was
five.

   He still couldn't believe that he let that opportunity slip by, as he
thought about it, nearly twenty-three years later.  Of course, at the time,
his attraction to little girls hadn't quite reached the level that it was
at, today.  And even though he had felt cravings, back then, they weren't
so constantly strong, that a loving father would risk losing his little
girl, to pursue them.  So, the opportunity slipped through his fingers, and
he lived with that regret, every day after that.

   As Jon grew older, and his attraction to little girls became even
stronger, he realized he would've had to start grooming Susan almost as
soon as the separation from her mother had begun.  Early training was
essential, if it were to become a seemingly "natural" way of life, between
a little girl and her father.

   That's where Jon had made the dire mistake, sealing his fate, to living
a life without his young daughter's complete love.  Those early years had
been so crucial.....and he never even knew it!

   As Susan reached the age of ten, Jon's desires for her became much
stronger, but by then, he had no idea how to initiate any sexual advances
on his growing little girl.

   There was still time......and he knew it was now or never.....but the
"how" continued to elude him......until it became too late.

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   Fear had won out, over desire, and Jon's life became one of dreams and
fantasies, rather than one filled with reality.  Every little girl he
encountered in life, became a little girl he dreamed of being alone
with......fantasizing that he could see her naked.....letting his cock grow
hard over her, as he stared at her.....imagining his cock pushing into her
naked little body!

   Ultimately, it got to the point where little girls were all Jon desired,
sexually......all he craved.  And none was desired more than his little
granddaughter, Jennie.  Jonathan spent many a night masturbating over that
picture he had been sent of little Jennie standing on the front steps of
their home, wearing her skin tight black swim suit.......her sweet pouting
little cunt so clearly visible.....making her grandfather shoot his cum out
so hard, over her, night after night!

   Every night, as he masturbated over that picture of little Jennie,
Jonathan had to wonder if his daughter took that picture to purposely taunt
him with Jennie's prominently displayed little cunt.....knowing it would
drive him crazy.....a silent admission that she knew full well what her
father used to do, laying in bed so close to her, when she was a little
girl.



   And the older Jonathan grew, the less likely it became that he would
ever realize the bliss of feeling his cock enter a little girl's
body.......or the salvation of releasing his semen deep inside her.

   And then, one day, all that suddenly changed......and it was Susan, his
daughter, who once again became the magician of change, in his life.

   She sent a letter, telling her father that she and Jennie were leaving
Ireland, to move back home.  She and Michael were divorcing, and she and
Jennie would soon be living nearby.  Michael would be staying in Ireland,
and just that quickly, the sun began shining a lot more brightly in Jon's
world.

   Though she didn't know it, Susan was bringing her little five year old
to her father, for him to take into his loving care.  And from the instant
he first read the letter, Jonathan began having thoughts of being with
little Jennie, the way he should have been with his little Susan, all those
years ago.  He would make up for the mistakes he had made in raising his
own daughter, by showing his love to her daughter.....now that he was
adequately prepared to love a little girl, without restraint.

   This time will be different.....he thought to himself.  This time I will
teach little Jennie all about love......teach her all the sensuous things a
little girl should experience, long before she "becomes the right age."

   All those vital years will not be wasted, but will instead be spent with
her learning to enjoy her body, without having to wait for some magic age
that comes too late, learning things from men who don't really love her.

   He will be careful and loving, taking his time to show her how to enjoy
love and sex, while learning about the secret pleasures her body can bring
to her.....and him.

   No one will know......it will be their secret.  All he will need is time
to be with her.....alone.  Once he has that, the teaching will begin.

   Over the next several weeks, Jonathan wrote to Susan a number of times,
trying his best to persuade her to move very close by, to be near the
ocean, and enjoy all the things coastal living can provide.  It wasn't too
hard a sell, since they would be coming from a coastal area, in Ireland.

   Jon told her that the added convenience of having him nearby, to
babysit, would make life that much more enjoyable, for her, as well as
giving Jennie and him a chance to make up for lost time, in getting to know
each other....."a chance to grow closer" was how he put it.

   He didn't mention the teaching he had in mind for his little
granddaughter, or just how close he planned on getting to her, though.



   The weeks of waiting seemed like an eternity, to Jon, but finally, three
months later he drove to the airport, to meet his daughter and her family.

   They had agreed that living by the ocean was a necessity, and living
close to Jon would be a definite advantage, especially with both Susan and
Michael looking for work, trying to get settled back into life in the
States.



   Their plane arrived on time, at quarter past three in the afternoon.

   Jon waited down by the baggage claim area, which was about all you could
do, for passengers arriving from overseas.

   After not having seen his daughter for several years, it felt good to
finally put his arms around her, and welcome her home.

   And then he met little Jennie.  Her mother had picked her up, holding
her at adult height.

   Jon moved closer, to introduce himself to his young granddaughter.

   "Hello Jennie.....I'm your grandpa.  It's very nice to finally meet
you." He took her little hand in his, and gave her a gentle little
handshake and a smile.

   "Say hello to your grandpa, Jennie." Her mother prodded her daughter.

   "Hello." The girl replied, still assessing whether she approved of her
new grandfather, or not.

   "Well, let's get your bags loaded onto a cart, and then I'll bring the
car around.  It's not parked far away."

   Susan pointed out her bags, as they appeared on the carousel, while Jon
lifted them off.

   Once the bags were all collected, Jonathan loaded them onto a cart, and
wheeled the cart out to the car, with Susan and little Jennie not far
behind.  Jonathan felt his cock growing stiff, every time he looked at his
little granddaughter, and he liked how it felt, having such a cute little
thing around, to give him erections.

   After getting all the bags packed into the back of the car, they all got
in, and Jon headed for home.  It had been decided that the girls would stay
at Jon's for the time being.  From there, Susan could look for a place of
her own, and take her time looking for a job.

   Susan had been a bookkeeper, though she eventually hoped to open her own
photography studio.  She seemed to have quite a knack for shooting
children, and had done a bit of that, in Ireland, before Jennie was born.

   The unfortunate side of that, which Jon warned her about, before they
had made up their minds that they were coming, was that everyone was
suddenly a photographer, with the explosion of digital cameras......and
that was made even more true when they began accessorizing cell phones with
them.  Everyone carried a camera around with them, every day, and now,
everyone thought they were Ansell Adams.  There wasn't much need for
photographic studios, anymore.

   Susan realized she was up against it, as far as that dream went, but
still, she was going to make a go of it over here, come hell or high water.
For now, she would get any kind of job she could find that afforded her
enough money to survive.

   They were finally here, and Jonathan couldn't have been happier, as he
drove home with his new family.  It had been too long since he had been
with Susan, and as for Jennie.......well, you couldn't ask for a more
adorable, more desirable little girl, if you ordered one, custom-made, to
get your cock hard!  She was the quintessential apple of grandpa's eye, and
he was already imagining the things he was going to be teaching her,
without delay!  He had waited for a little girl, like Jennie, for most of
his adult life, and this time he was going to have no regrets about what he
should've done with her.  It was going to be all about deciding what he
would do with her, next!

   He was already feeling the stirring in his loins, as he glanced up into
the rearview mirror, to catch a look at his beautiful little granddaughter,
sitting in the rear seat, hugging her stuffed rabbit.

   Grandpa had lots of things to teach the cute little five year old, as
she and he got more and more acquainted, in the weeks and months to come!
And this time, Jonathan was as prepared as any man could be, to make Jennie
his special little girl.



   (To be continued)