It was late afternoon and at this time of the year, the sun was starting to set in the west. She looked up at the window, right into my eyes and a look of contentment came over her face. Standing straight up again, she started to remove the sweat pants that a few hours ago she had changed into and as they came down over her middle, they revealed her soft cotton panties that were tightly hugging her hips. She was ramming her middle finger into her hole and dragging her thumb up upon her love button as she threw back her head in an unbelievable frenzy. I had to get away so I took the only logical course of action, a speedy retreat. She looked back to the window and at my eyes that were glued to her body. “Well Grandpa, it looks like you’ve got a date tonight,” she said, trying hard not to show her enthusiasm to her family.
