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One Thousand Apologies - Part 4

Date: 11/15/2014, Categories: True Story, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Cum Swallowing, Incest, Male/Teen Female, School, Young, Author: stillers7, Rating: 89.7, Source: sexstories.com

minutes before I had my turn. He was 68, short, wiry, and still alive after working over forty years in the coal mines. I stood to shake his hand and give him a hug. “Hey Grandpa, how you doing?” We sat again as I flexed my hand, recovering from the grip of his shake. He replied, “Pretty good, but I might need to find myself a new job to keep myself busy. It gets boring setting around and watching TV – speaking of which, I saw your name on the sports a couple weeks ago! You did good, son!” It felt good to have made my grandfather proud. “That was really a lot of fun, I’m sorry we didn’t win more games” He patted my shoulder and said, “Yeah, well you did fine. Any girlfriend yet?” “Ehh, still working on it. I figure one of these days I’ll meet someone and know, yep!, she’s the one!” His hand went to his mouth as he looked at the ground. “Your Grandma and I were nineteen, and were married for forty-five years.” I fought back a tear. “Yeah, I miss her too.” After finishing with Grandpa, I continued to mingle and work the crowd, catching up with all the aunts and uncles and cousins. Every few minutes I looked to see where Hannah was in the large pavilion. We each tried not to stare or even smile too much, but it seemed every time I looked at her she was already looking at me. Once lunch was served I saw Hannah in line and cut in behind. I whispered, “Well hello Miss Constantino, long time no see!” while dropping a slice of ham onto my styrofoam plate. She turned to give me a ... big flirtatious smile. “Why yes, Mr. Long, it has been quite awhile!” At the next stop on the buffet table, I scooped out a pile of pierogies and buried them in sauteed onions. “So how many names have you forgotten?” Hannah stabbed a large fried chicken breast and dropped it on her plate. “Maybe half. I’m good on most of the aunts and uncles, but there’s so many little cousins.” I did a mix and match with the pigs ‘n rigs, grabbing two big halupki, then covering them with spaghetti sauce that I spooned off the top of the rigatoni. “Well nice talking to you again, I’ll catch you around.” I thought that for a bunch of Scots, we sure did like our Hunky food. Whoops, I almost passed up the beets and deviled eggs - adding them to my pile as Hannah went off to sit with her mother. Dave wasn’t far behind us, and once he had even more food than me he called out, “Hey Joe, wait up!” I asked, “Hey, what’s up?” as we sat across from each other at an empty section of table. He was grinning and very animated as he announced, “Big news dude. I got a girl and a car!” Very big news! I grinned and said, “No way!” “WAY! First day of school on Monday, I’m sitting behind Susie Carruthers in homeroom, and I mean this girl is hot. So being all new and stuff, I introduce myself, and by the end of the day I had a date!” “Cool man, and what about the car?” “So I’m saying to my mom, you know it’s like I’m a senior in high school and all, and it would be really NOT cool if my mom is driving me to a date ...