Fishing with Grandpa

Tessa scurried around her room packing for her yearly fishing trip with her daddy and her grandpa. Her senior year in high school she was a girly girl, but her favorite times were spent being an all around tomboy. She loved getting down and dirty fishing, camping and hunting.

Her 38 year old father Paul was one of the best local preachers at the newest church in town. Her 57 year old grandpa Warren was a building contractor and recently widowed when her grandmother passed away unexpectedly with a massive heart attack 5 months ago.

Tossing the last of her clothes in her duffel bag, Tessa sat on the edge of her bed, thinking of the great 10 days of fishing ahead of her with her two favorite men in the world.

A light tapping on her bedroom door brought her quickly out of her thoughts.

Taking a deep breath, she sighed, come on in, I’m just packing.

Sticking his head in her room, Paul had an eerie look on his face. Hey pumpkin. I see your all packed and ready to go huh? I’ve got something to tell you and you’re probably not gonna like it. I won’t be going to the cabin fishing this year. Some very serious things are going on at the Church, and I just won’t be able to get away.

Tessa’s heart sank, she took a huge gulp, and with her eyes misting up she said, what daddy? I’ve been looking forward to our trip for months. You and grandpa have been taking me along since I turned 6. This is my 12th year with you and grandpa. Why can’t we go?

Wait a minute pumpkin. I didn’t say we weren’t going. I said I couldn’t make it. Your grandpa is looking forward to taking you if you still want to go. I don’t want to ruin everybody’s trip. You and grandpa can still have a great time without me.

With a huge smile on her face, Tessa jumped up and ran across the room to hug her daddy. Thank you daddy, of course I want to go, but it sure won’t be the same without your funny jokes you always tell. What time is grandpa picking me up?

He’ll be here at 2. Same time we were planning on leaving. Are you sure you have everything packed? It’s a 7 hour drive you know.

Yep daddy, I’m all packed. Oh I’m so excited. You know how much I love fishing on the lake at the cabins we always rent. Thank you daddy. I love you and will miss you and mom this week.

I love you to princess. Have a great time, and don’t catch all the big ones. Leave one or two for your grandpa. Better get your stuff downstairs. Grandpa will be here in about 45 minutes.

Picking up her bag, Tessa took the stairs two at a time and was setting on the front porch when her second favorite man in the world pulled up to the curb.

Rolling down his window, grandpa Warren stuck his head out and in his baratone voice, yelled out. Hey Munchkin, you ready to go honey.

Yep grandpa all packed and ready. As she scurried to his big pick up truck, Tessa giggled to herself, thinking about why most of her high school friends, and especially her grandpa, called her munchkin.

At 4’11” tall and weighing a whopping 98# , Tessa was by far the smallest girl in her class. Just like her mother. Tiny and petite as hell. With one exception, mother has tits. Tessa’s were like tangerines. The only thing she did have going for her was her long firm nipples. Without them her boobs would be negligible. Those and her bubble butt ass that the high school boys teased her about. Then she giggled again before dropping her bag in the back and hopping in the truck.

Let’s go grandpa. Boy I can’t wait to get there. It’s gonna be fun huh grandpa?

With his eyes riveted to Tessa’s very stiff nipples, Warren cleared his throat. Uh, I’m, yes munchkin, it’s gonna be a very fun week.

Tessa looked straight ahead, grinning to herself. She had intentionally forgot to put on her bra, which mom and dad insisted she wear, even though her non existent boobs didn’t require one unless her nipples woke up. And right now they were wide awake, standing on her chest like two pencil erasers. She also had intentionally slipped on the tightest t-shirt she owned and skimpy little shorts and booked out of the house before her overly religious father had a chance to see her and make her change into something he thought was appropriate for a teenage girl. And to do a bit of teasing to her hunky grandpa. Leaning back in the seat, she pushed her chest out to the max, and looking sideways at her ogling grandpa, gently punched his arm and giggled like a school girl. I’m all buckled in.Let’s book grandpa.

Warren shook his head, then looked up to see Tessa watching him staring openly at her great big marble hard nipples. Oh, uh, yeah sure Tessa, I’m ready.

With a very red face, Warren put his truck in gear and headed out.

Seven uneventful hours later, with one stop for gas and another to get a bite to eat, they pulled into the lodge, and Warren went inside to get the key for their isolated lake side cabin.

Grandpa came out with the key with a slight frown on his face.

Did you get the key grandpa?

Sighing, her grandfather just nodded. Yes sweetie, I got the key. The lodge overbooked so we got one of the cabins with one double bed and a couch. So I guess I’ll be sleeping on a couch for the next 10 days.

Oh nonsense grandpa, it can’t be that bad. We’ll take turns okay. I don’t mind sleeping on the couch.

Pulling up to the line of cabins, Tessa leaned up in her seat and pointed down the road.