After I'd learnt about the tragic death of 7 year old Summer's Mum and the fact that she'd gone to live with her Granddad 'up north' somewhere, I sort of lost interest in things for a while. Yes other kids came and went and I learned to live with the pain of never seeing the little girl ever again. It did ease a bit over the course of time, but I gave up doing that round and handed it over together with that particular van to one of my employees.

That was one of the best things about being the boss, I could work as and when I wanted to and if I didn't feel like it... then I didn't. Every time that chime went and played "Boys and girls come out to play" I would think of little Summer and my heart would sink yet again sending me back into the depths of depression, so if I did go out on a round to cover sickness or holiday, I always made sure I used a different van with a different jingle on it. I also made sure that I NEVER did the round that had the house where Summer used to live on it. The memories were just too strong.

It was Sunday. My roast beef was in the oven for dinner and the delicious aroma of the meat cooking wafted mouth wateringly throughout the place when my phone rang.

'Hello?' I said picking it up, wondering who the hell would be disturbing my Sunday, god's day of rest and all that bollocks!

'Oh hello is that Bob?'

'The one and only... who's that?' I asked of the female voice on the other end.

'It's Jean... John's wife... John Wilkins?'

'Oh hi Jean!' I chuckled when I realised I'd inadvertently said 'hygiene'. 'Sorry' I laughed. 'I bet you get that all the time?'

'Yeah I have heard it once or twice...' she told me.

'So what can I do for you?'

'It's John...' she said her tone suddenly changing, 'he's broken his leg!'

'You're kidding!' I said in disbelief. 'I told him all that football and keeping fit malarkey would kill him one day!'

It was a bit of a standing joke between John and I. He was as fit as a butcher's dog, went to the gym twice a week and played Sunday league football. Me? I was overweight, smoked more than was healthy for a chimney and didn't even know where the local gym was!

'Bloody hell... I take it that he will want me to fork out for some sick pay then!' I laughed. 'Seriously though Jean, is he okay... apart from the obvious?'

'Yeah... silly old sod! I told him that he's hardly Wayne Rooney but does he listen? Does he f... hell!' she changed the word at the last second.

I could hear her kids in the background.

'Anyway...' she continued, 'about four to six weeks the hospital reckon... sorry'

'Stop apologising woman!' I laughed. 'Tell him not to worry and to get well soon. He knows he'll be paid as usual. If there's anything I can do while he's laid up and living the life of Riley, let me know okay?'

'Thanks Bob, I appreciate that. I best go, the baby needs feeding!'

'Which one you referring to?' I laughed, 'the one in the cot... or the one on the crutches?'

'I can see why Bob likes working for you!' she laughed. 'Anyhow I must dash. Thanks again!'

'You're welcome' I replied, 'take care and tell John he owes me a pint!'

I replaced the receiver and then it dawned on me. I would have to cover his round for the next six bloody weeks. Oh well, it wasn't like he'd done it on purpose. John and I went way back and as well as being his boss, we were good friends. He'd been one of my first drivers and he was totally reliable. In fact, this was the first time I could recall him ever having time off, other than the annual holiday he took. I'd have to remember to take the piss and give him some stick the next time I saw him. So later that day I found myself out in his van selling ice cream. It had been quite a while since I'd been out on the road and I found that I'd really missed it. I loved chatting to people and eyeing up all the young ones.

It was Tuesday when I turned into the estate on the far side of town. I switched the chimes on. All the vans played a different tune and this one played "If you're happy and you know it clap your hands...". As per usual on a hot sunny day, people came out of their houses and darling little cutie's came running to the van with a pound coin in their grubby little mitts.

I'd reached the third or fourth street on the round and there was quite a queue of people. At the back of it was a girl of about 12 or so. Her hair was long and tied high in a pony tail. She had big soft brown eyes and was extremely pretty. She was dressed in a tight pair of cut-down denim shorts with a lemon vest type top. I could see she had the start of little budding titties as they strained against it. I was instantly attracted to her and I felt my cock stirring. I sensed she was watching me closely, letting others go in front of her like she wanted to be the last one. There was something vaguely familiar about her but I dismissed it until it came to her turn to be served.

'What can I get you darling?' I asked when she was the only one left.

'Cornet please mista... with chocolate sauce an' a flake?'

I made her up the cornet and handed it to her.

'Eighty pence please sweetheart!'

She looked at me and then what she said next just blew me away.

'Ya mean I gotta pay for it this time Uncle Bob?'

Jesus Fucking Christ! My legs went all wobbly and I went really light-headed as if I was going to pass out.

'SUMMER???' I said in disbelief and astonishment.

She gave me a big wide grin followed by that unmistakable, infectious little giggle that had captivated me so much all those years ago.

'That's me name... be careful ya don't where it out tho!' she giggled.

'Fuck!' I said out loud, not actually meaning to.

'Oh charmin'!' she laughed.

'Sorry... I... err.. Jesus!'

I was so stunned I was lost for words. Very unusual for me I have to admit. Summer was holding out a £1 coin in her hand.

'Put THAT away for a start! I said. 'I thought... you was...err... jeez... oh god...'

'So are ya pleased to see me then or wot?'

'I... err... of course I am you nutter... but I thought you was... in Liverpool... or Yorkshire... or somewhere...?'

'I was... well for a while... but Granddad decided 'e missed London too much... said they were all a bit strange up north...'

I laughed.

'They 'ave gravy on their chips!' she said almost in disbelief.

'Never!' I agreed with her, 'the only thing you should put on chips is salt and vinegar!'

Summer was almost doubled up with laughter.

'That's EXACTLY wot me Granddad says an all!

'So what are you up to... I mean are you busy?'

'Nah not really. Granddad's 'avin 'is afternoon kip. Why?'

'Well I need a chime monitor?' I laughed.

'Fought yer'd neva ask!' she giggled.

Summer made her way round to the drivers door and I let her in. She had certainly grown, in more ways than one. Obviously she was much taller now, she had filled out a little but was still slim, unlike the scrawny little waif she used to be. Her hair was longer and she had started to sprout boobs. Her legs were slim, tanned and sexy and she had a tight little arse that most women would absolutely die for.

'You ain't changed much' she said.

'You have!' I told her. 'I didn't recognise you!'

'I noticed!' she said in a sarcastic but playful way.

My heart was absolutely singing. I'd given up all hope of ever seeing Summer again and yet here she was, in the van with me chatting away like it was yesterday. I watched her as she licked her ice cream cone and then pulled the chocolate flake out, sucking the ice cream off the end. She moved it in and out of her mouth like she was sucking a little cock and my own throbbed, wishing it was that which was sliding between those luscious little cherry lips. I decided there and then to shut the van up and park up somewhere so that Summer and I could chat and catch up. This van was a slightly newer one than the one I used to drive and actually had a front passenger seat, so Summer climbed into it. I drove off the estate and eventually parked up in a nearby lay-by.

Once we had stopped I unclipped my seatbelt and Summer did the same. I turned to look at her and drank in her delicious, sexy body. She gave me a big beaming smile, reminiscent of those I used to see when she was 7.

'So...' I finally said breaking the silence, 'how old are you now?'

'11' she told me. 'Not the little girl ya used ta kno' any more...'

'Not exactly' I agreed, 'but you are still very pretty... and incredibly sexy!'

That familiar little giggle was still there though.

'I have missed you more than you will ever know...' I told her, 'that's why I stopped going out in the van'

'So 'ow come yer out today then?' she wanted to know.

I relayed the story to her about John breaking his leg. I also told her how I'd lost interest when I found it she'd moved away. I asked her exactly what had happened and so she began to tell me.

'I went 'ome that day... ya know the day we went inta that toilet...?'

She said it with a big smile as she remembered the first and only time she'd wanked me off. I did too. I must have relieved that thousands of times over during my nocturnal pleasures with Mrs Palm and her five lovely daughters. Then Summer's face clouded over as her whole demeanour changed. I could see those lovely brown eyes fill with sadness as she tried to hold back the tears.

'Mum was still lying on the sofa. Usually she got up ta cook me tea but this time she was still asleep... at least I fought she was...' Summer sniffed. 'I went ta wake 'er up... but... but...'

Summer burst into tears.

'Oh sweetheart...' I said getting up and putting a comforting arm around her. 'You don't have to carry on... not if it upsets you so much...'

I felt a right bastard for asking her now.

'It... it's okay' she replied through her tears as she sniffed again. I handed her a tissue. 'I wanna... they reckon it's good for me ta talk about it...'

'Okay darling...' I said soothingly as I hugged her to me. 'It's up to you but you don''t have to okay?'

Summer nodded and blew her nose before she regained her composure and continued.

'She was cold... REALLY cold... 'an I couldn't wake 'er up. I didn't know what ta do... so I ran next door for Mrs Albright. She came in an' the next fing I knew there was paramedics an' old bill there. Then some old biddy came from the social an' took me to some foster place. It was 'orrible... do this... do that... don't pick yer nose... don't scratch yer bum...' she gave a half laugh.

'I can imagine' I sympathised.

'Then the old biddy came back an' said I could go an' live wiv Granddad... so I did!'

'Whereabouts does your Granddad live... or I should say did?'

'A place called hell!' she laughed.

Despite everything she'd been through, it was clear Summer hadn't lost any of her sense of humour.

'Some place called Shrewsbury in Shropshire. I 'ated it and so did Granddad in the end... so we moved back to London!'

'Well' I said sympathetically, 'you can take the girl out of London...'

'But ya can't take London outta the girl!' she finished the sentence for me.

'How did you....'

'Granddad!' we both said together with a laugh.

'Your Granddad sounds like a very nice, very wise man!' I said.

'E is' Summer replied, much brighter now, 'an' I luv 'im ta bits!'

'I can tell' I told her. 'I hope I can get to meet him one day?'

'Yeah... that'd be cool!' Summer said with a big smile obviously liking the idea. 'I could say yer one of me old neighbours that I bumped inta?'

'That'd be... how do you say... cool?'

Summer roared with laughter at a man of my age using a young, hip piece of "urban speak".

'So...' I said taking a deep breath and coming to the crux of the matter, 'where does that leave us?'

Summer looked at me.

'Us?' she repeated.

I nodded.

'Do ya know sumfink?' she began.

I felt a feeling of impending doom that she was going to say something I didn't want to hear. But again, I was wrong as I shook my head dumbly.

'I loved ya... did ya know that. I REALLY loved ya. When Mum died an' they took me away, I cried meself ta sleep every night for ages an' ages... an' now I seen ya again... I realise summat...'

I mentally steeled myself for some bad news. As much as I knew this was going to hurt me, I HAD to hear her say it otherwise I wouldn't be able to believe it or move on.

'I STILL do!' Summer said.

I didn't say anything for long moments. I thought I'd misheard or she'd said something different. Your brain does things like that in times of high stress. You hear what you THINK, not what's actually being said.

'Do what?'

'I said... I STILL DO... cloth-ears!' Summer repeated with a smile and a giggle.

It still hadn't sunk in. Suddenly Summer stood up, wrapped her arms around me hugging me close and pressing her soft hot lips to my own. Within seconds we were kissing passionately, our tongues in one another's mouths searching and slobbering until we had to both come up for air. We were both breathless after our prolonged expression of passion for each other. I could feel my heart pounding against my chest and I felt like a little schoolboy again.

'I have missed you SO much darling...' I whispered to Summer, my arms still tenderly wrapped around her. 'I didn't think I would see you again... ever!' I confessed.

Summer laughed.

'Ya don't get rid of me THAT easily!'

'Thank god!' I replied. 'So... do we sort of carry on... you know... from where we left off?'

Summer glared at me.

'Is THAT all ya fink about... getting inside me knickers...?' she asked.

'I... err... sorry... I...'

Summer burst out laughing.

'Aha ya Muppet... I gotcha there didn't I?'

She was absolutely doubled up now, laughing so hard and clutching her stomach, I thought she was in danger of wetting herself.

'You little...'

'Uh-uh' Summer said, raising her finger and placing it on my lips.

I felt her other hand brush over the front of my jeans and she gave my hard cock a gentle squeeze.

'Mmm... she murmured. 'Just as big an' 'ard as I remember it...' she added sexily.

'Oh fuck' I gasped.

'Ope so...' she whispered in my ear before adding in a barely audible seductive tone, 'anyway... I owe ya a blow-job don't I?'

Jesus fucking Christ. I nearly cum in my pants there and then. Summer had certainly grown up in the four years since I'd last seen her. She'd also picked up all the terminology too. I hoped she was still a virgin, but it wouldn't have surprised me if she wasn't and she'd been with others. After all so had I, and we'd both thought we'd never see one another again as well and you can't let hope run your life can you?

I moved a hand down to her denim shorts and squeezed her gorgeous little bum cheeks. They were soft but at the same time firm. Bigger than the last time I'd touched them of course, but beautiful and sexy nonetheless She was absolutely beautiful yet she still didn't realise it. I imagined every boy for miles around sniffing around her, wanting to get into her knickers and surprisingly, I felt a pang of jealousy.

'I want to get inside your knickers again...' I whispered, 'but we can't do it here...'

'Well I don't wear Dora the Explorer ones anymore...' she giggled. 'They're Peppa Pig ones now... and soon I'll be on Tellytubbies' she teased.

'There's no disabled toilets near here either...' I replied.

'We could always drive across town to the other one... ya know for old time's sake or...'

She didn't complete the sentence.

'Or what?' I asked, 'or... WHAT?'

'We could always... go back ta yer place ya know...' she said saucily with a little wink.

'What about your Granddad?' I asked.

'E'll 'ave to bloody well wait 'is turn won't 'e?' she giggled naughtily before she said, 'e won't mind. 'E lets me do pretty much whatever I want... 'e's pretty...'

'Cool?' I suggested with a laugh.

'Yeah!' she giggled.

Pretty soon we were pulling up outside my place. I had a yard at the back with my office where I ran the business from, so I pulled straight in and locked the gate behind us, entering the house from the back. Once inside we were in one another's arms again, kissing, hugging and groping each other. When we finally broke away we went into the kitchen and I fixed us both a drink. While I was pouring them I heard an unfamiliar ring tone of a mobile. Summer pulled her phone out of her pocket.

'Oh hiya Granddad... yer alright... yeah... bumped inta an old neighbour... yeah... 'e's really cool... bit like yaself... yeah an 'old git...'

She laughed like mad.

'Which one ya goin' to... nah it's alright I got me key... yeah alright... be careful won't cha... yeah luv ya too... bye!'

She slipped her phone back into her pocket.

'Blimey a mobile as well... you're really going up in the world!' I laughed.

'The only good fing the social did... got me a mobile. Remind me to give ya the numba before I go... don't wanna lose touch again. Granddad was just lettin' me know 'e was off to 'is club in case 'e ain't in when I get back'

'What did he say about me?' I inquired.

'E reckons I should bring ya round...' she giggled.

'Bloody hell!' I said nervously as we took our drinks into the lounge and sat on the sofa.

We had a kiss and a cuddle together with a bit of a grope of one another before we sipped our drinks and I lit a cigarette.

'Give us one then!' Summer said.

'Later my sexy little Summer!' I said, knowing full well what she really meant.

Summer glared at me but like before, found it hard to keep up the pretence of being annoyed or angry.

'Anyway... since when did YOU smoke? You shouldn't you know... it's bad for you!'

'Two words... POT - KETTLE - BLACK!' she said.

'That's three!' I laughed.

'Ain't my fault if I'm fick 'an I can't add up!' she fired back. 'You gonna give us one then?'

'I told you... later...' I laughed tormenting her.

'I'm really gonna fump ya one in a minit!

'Ooh I hope so... what you going to do?'

'FUMP YA!' she repeated louder with a giggle.

'Oh...' I laughed. 'I thought you said something else that sounded like that... it began with a FU' anyway...'

'If ya don't give us a ciggy right now... y'all neva know... 'cos it'll be off limits...'

'That's blackmail!' I said with a laugh.

Summer gave me a big grin and then said 'yeah I know... good innit?'

I threw her the pack.

'Okay... you win!'

'Lighta?'

I threw that onto her lap as well and it landed right between her legs. I made a grab to get it back.

'Oh na ya don't...' she laughed grabbing it before my hand reached it.

I deliberately left my hand there and rubbed my fingertips along her sweet pussy over her denim shorts.

'Oi!' she said, grabbing my hand and moving it away.

'What?' I feigned innocence with puppy dog eyes.

'Ya know...' she replied with a big smile as she rolled her eyes. 'Yer just like G... someone else I know...'

Fucking hell! I was sure she was about to say 'Granddad' then but caught herself just in time. I wondered how far she'd gone with him. Whether he'd fucked her yet or not. I wanted to ask her but I didn't. If Summer wanted to tell me, then I was certain that she would tell me in her own time in her own way. She'd been through a lot for someone so young and the last thing I wanted to do was put any pressure on her.

There was something VERY erotic about watching Summer smoking a cigarette. I mean the last time I saw her, all she had in her mouth was an ice cream and now here she was, sitting in my lounge puffing away. She caught me looking at her. I smiled and gave her a little wink. She beamed me a smile back and returned the wink as she blew out some smoke.

'Seems strange seeing you smoke' I said to her.

'That's wot being in the so-called care system does for ya' she replied. 'I got offered ev'ryfing; drugs, booze... I was even offered money ta fuck people... which I turned down before ya ask... I still have me cherry fank ya very much!'

She looked at me with a really wicked and sexy grin.

'Dunno for 'ow much longer tho...' she giggled.

'Cherries go nicely with ice cream... did you know that?' I asked.

'Ice cream... or ice cream MEN!' she asked me.

She had certainly grown up. Summer didn't miss a trick and had definitely become the streetwise girl I'd originally thought she was. I suppose her Mum dying like that and her being only 7 years old at the time, she'd had no choice but to grow up quickly and become wiser than her years into the bargain. Being thrown into the care system at such a tender age would have made her very vulnerable and easy to manipulate if she hadn't. We finished our drinks and crushed out our cigarettes.

'Do I get-ta see ya bedroom now then or wot?' Summer asked with that gleam back in her eye that I'd first seen when she was just 7 years old.

'Why... do you want to redecorate it or something?' I replied laughing, proving that I was just as sharp witted as she was even if I was losing my hair now.

'Ha bloody ha... well if ya don't wanna....' Summer replied.

I stood up and then without warning made a grab for her. Before she even realised what I was doing, I'd picked her up and slung her light-weight body over my shoulder in a fireman's carry. Half-heartedly, Summer beat at my back in a non-serious attempt to escape my clutches. As I carried her up the stairs to my bedroom, I playfully smacked her cute, denim covered bum all the way up as Summer feebly continued to thump me. When we reached the bedroom I gently threw her onto my large double bed. Being the smart and witty girl that she had now become, she purposely looked around the room.

'Yup... DEFINITELY needs redecoratin'... an' those curtains certainly don't go wiv this duvet!' she giggled cheekily.

I lunged at her but she managed to dodge me as I landed on the bed.

'Ner ner!' she teased.

I grabbed her and began to tickle her as she writhed and squirmed until she was in almost hysterical laughter before I pinned her arms down on the bed. Suddenly the mood changed to one of seriousness as I leaned over her and looked into those lovely brown eyes. I brought my lips to hers and we kissed long and hard.

'I luv ya...' Summer whispered seriously as we broke away.

'Ditto!' I replied, kissing her sweet little nose before we kissed again.

This time as we kissed, my hand rested on one of those firm little mounds sprouting underneath her vest top. As I gently squeezed and caressed it, Summer moaned into my mouth. We broke away and she gave a little giggle.

'What's so funny?' I asked my little lover.

'I was just finkin'...' she giggled again, 'last time yer saw me... I neva 'ad these...'

'You've certainly grown sweetheart' I said as I had another grope.

Her hand came down and squeezed my hard cock.

'So 'ave you!' she laughed.

'I always do when I'm around you...' I said as I lifted up her top and Summer raised her arms, allowing me to remove it.

I loved girls when they got to the age that Summer was. No longer a girl but far from being a woman. Those changes only just starting. Her tiny breasts no bigger than golf balls yet unmistakably there. I lowered my head and sucked on one, playfully and gently biting her hard little nipple.

'Mmm...' Summer sighed as she ran her fingers through what was left of my hair.

I came back up and then undone the button on her denim shorts before unzipping them. I gripped the waist band and as I pulled them down, Summer lifted up and wiggled her hips to help me remove them, revealing a pair of lemon knickers. We then repeated the process with her tight fitting knickers until my 11 year old lover was totally naked. I was pleased to see her her little slit was as hairless and delicious looking as I'd remembered it.

I pulled my t-shirt off and then Summer undone my own jeans. I helped her remove them quickly followed by my pants so that I was as naked as she was, my cock hard throbbing, leaking copious amounts of pre-cum and ready for action as always.

Summer looked at my hard piece of manhood meat and then giggled slightly.

'Ooh... ya 'AVE missed me!' she said saucily before she looked me directly in the eye. 'I owe ya sumfink... she added.

To be honest, I hadn't a clue what she was referring to and it must have shown on my face. I racked my brain but whatever she was on about, Summer could tell she'd lost me completely. I was just about to ask her what she meant when she suddenly shoved me off her and onto my back. Then before it had completely registered, she moved down my body and curled her soft little fingers around my cock. Summer moved her head forward and then I felt her hot, wet soft little tongue on it.

Oh my god. It was absolute bliss. I'd wished, hoped and dreamt about this moment for so long and now it was actually happening. It wasn't in some grubby, smelly public toilet or a grabbed moment in the middle of nowhere either. It was here in my own place in my own bed.

'Ooh fuck... Jesus fucking Christ...' I gasped as Summer expertly swirled her tongue around the head of my cock.

She lifted her head off briefly and looked up at me with that big cheeky grin of hers. A stringy rope of my pre-cum stretched from her top lip to the head of my cock. Of course, it all fell into place now as she licked the strand from her lips and smiled at me sexily.

'I did say I'd do it...' she said softly, 'an it mighta taken four years... but I always keep me promises...'

With that her head went down and Summer closed those full luscious lips over the head of my cock.

'Oh...my....goddd...' I gasped as the wet warmth of her mouth sent me into orbit.

Summer maintained eye contact with me and I watched her lips sink further and further down my aching shaft. This was better than anything I could ever have imagined. Clearly it wasn't her first time as she was too proficient.

'Ooh Summer... ooh darling..' I sighed as she sucked hard and with her other hand, caressed my heavy cum laden balls.

Cum that I knew wouldn't be staying in them for much longer. I was too turned on and excited by her to be able to hold back. I think Summer knew this too. She took her mouth off briefly and ran her lips up and down the shaft a few times before sucking on my balls and then pulling my foreskin back and teasing the piss slit with the tip of her tongue. The whole time, her eyes never lost mine.

'Oh fuck...' I gasped again, 'gonna cum... fuck... gonna... cummm...'

I'd no sooner got the words out as a warning to her then my gloopy man-seed followed them. Even if she'd wanted to, there was hardly enough time between my saying it and then DOING it for her to have taken her mouth off. As it happened, Summer appeared not to be in any hurry to do that.

As I felt my cum shoot up the shaft of my cock and out the end, Summer began to gulp noisily, matching me spurt for spurt and swallowing greedily. Even in the throes of the most powerful orgasm I'd had in a VERY long time, I'd never in a million years envisaged Summer sucking cock so well and happily swallowing my offering so eagerly. Her eyes were still locked on mine... well they would have been if mine weren't actually closed due to the pure unadulterated pleasure I was receiving from Summer's sweet mouth. I'd had many blow-jobs over the years, but this was way up there among the best. She came off me and casually wiped her mouth with the back of her hand like it was no big deal and she'd just eaten a big mac or something.

As my powerful orgasm ebbed away and my cock started to deflate she moved back up to me. I looked at her.

'Wow' was about all I could manage at that moment.

'Ya liked?' she said in that really cheeky way of hers.

I decided to get her back for her playful impertinence.

'It was okay... I suppose...' I said putting on a sullen and disinterested tone.

Summer looked at me in disbelief. The thing was I couldn't keep it up and I burst into gales of laughter as I hugged her close and kissed her on the nose.

'That was bloody fantastic!' I told her truthfully.

'Really?'

'I wouldn't have said it otherwise!'I reassured her as I put my hands on her superb bum cheeks and gave them a squeeze. 'Where the hell did you learn to do that?'

Summer looked unsure as to whether she should answer or not. Then very quietly she said 'Granddad'.

I KNEW it... I just knew it. She'd nearly slipped up earlier but now she'd actually said it. I was just about to ask her more when she spoke again.

'But it ain't wot ya fink...' she added.

'Is it not?'

Summer shook her head.

'So what do I think then?' I asked before I gave her a kiss and another a hug.

'That I suck Granddad's cock an' stuff?'

I have to admit that she had read me correctly and she was spot on. That was exactly what I thought. I nodded.

'Well I ain't... I don't...' she paused briefly. 'And I ain't ever likely ta either! When I said Granddad... I meant AT Granddad's... 'e 'as loads of DVD's so I've watched those'

'But he HAS touched you I take it?'

'Yeah... well... sort of...' Summer replied.

I got the feeling that she wasn't entirely sure of what she wanted to tell me, or even what she should tell me.

'You don't have to tell me' I told her, 'it's entirely up to you'

'It's justa bit complicated... Granddad's in a wheelchair ya see... 'an well... 'es... important!'

'Oh right' I said, 'I never realised that. How come he's important then?'

I wondered why he was important. Maybe he was the ex-mayor, an ex-councillor or perhaps he had run a big business or something.

'Why's he important sweetheart?' I finally asked.

'Dunno...' she shrugged her shoulders. 'E likes ta 'ave a touch an' watch the DVD's but that's about it. I did touch him once, but it STILL never went 'ard...'

Suddenly the penny dropped and I fell about laughing. Summer looked totally flummoxed at my amusement and didn't understand why.

'What?' she said, 'what's so funny?'

'Oh... Summer...' I said, in between fits of laughter, 'you... are so... precious... that's... absolutely priceless...'

'What?' she repeated, her face showing a little annoyance at not being let in on the joke.

I took a deep breath and tried to gain my composure.

'You said IMPORTANT...' I told her.

Summer nodded.

'Yeah that's right...'

'You mean IMPOTENT you nutter...' I said, 'as in he can't get an erection?'

'A wha... tion?' she asked.

'A hard on?' I said in a language Summer would understand.

'Nah..' she said, 'ya can play wiv it for 'ours... an' it still won't get 'ard!'

That really surprised me. I was convinced that she'd been at it with him and the poor old sod couldn't even get it up.

'So you haven't...'

'Course I ain't!' she laughed. 'Ya can't put a soft 'n floppy one innit can ya?'

I laughed. Summer had such a unique way of explaining things which was unintentionally humorous.

'Well no... I suppose you can't' I agreed.

'E likes ta 'ave a little touch though... an' 'e likes ta watch ya know... me playin' with meself... an' the DVD's... stuff on the internet...?'

I nodded. Poor bugger, must be hard (excuse the pun!) to want to do it, have a beautiful and willing Granddaughter like Summer available everyday... and not be able to do anything about it. Even though I'd never met her Granddad, I immediately felt sympathy for him and hoped that I never lost my ability to get it up.

'So you're still a virgin?'

'Course I bloody am!' she laughed like I'd asked the most stupidest question in the world. She then looked at me really sexily before she continued. 'But... maybe not for much longer...'

If that wasn't an open invitation for me to fuck her, then I don't know what would be. Before I had a chance to speak, Summer spoke again.

'But if we did... ya know... do "IT"... ' she said, 'it would be on condition...'

I looked at her and raised my eyebrows. There was a brief silence. I think Summer was either trying to summon up the courage to say what she wanted to, or was trying to judge what my reaction might be. Perhaps it was a mixture of both.

'It would hav'ta be... at Granddad's... ya know... so that 'e could watch us?'

I have to admit, I didn't see that one coming. I wasn't sure how to answer her or what to say either. There was another silence while I considered what she'd said and the more I thought about it, the more I warmed to the idea. I mean at the end of the day I would be fucking sweet little Summer with the full knowledge and permission of her legal guardian, and the poor bugger could hardly do it himself could he? There was also something quite kinky and perverse about taking his Granddaughter's cherry right in front of him which thrilled me too. The more I thought about it, the more I liked the idea.

'But I don't even know your Granddad?' I told her.

'Don't worry...' Summer said confidently, 'I'll take ya over to meet 'im first. I fink you'll really get along... I mean, ya both like the same sorta fings don't cha?'

I couldn't argue with that. Clearly Summer's Granddad liked the young ones too and who knew what it might all lead to.

'Yeah okay!' I finally agreed. 'What's his name anyway?'

'Albert...' Summer told me, 'but everyone calls 'im Bert!'

Well I'm looking forward to meeting him' I said. 'He sounds like a very nice man'

'E is!' Summer beamed, 'an I luv 'im ta bits!'

'I know sweetie... I know' I said wrapping my arms around her and giving her a big loving hug.

'I luv yer too ya know!' she added before kissing me.

We lay there kissing and cuddling, groping and fondling one another, just enjoying the feeling of being close to one another. Gradually I kissed my way down her sweet body until I was between her legs. Summer spread her thighs wide as I brought my mouth onto her fleshy 11 year old mound, flicking her hard little clit with my tongue.

'Oh yeah... lick me Uncle Bob... make me cum...'

I went to town on her as Summer reached down and clawed at my head.

'Oooh... aaahhh... yeah...' she sighed as she writhed around and gyrated her hips, pushing her hairless pussy onto my face harder.

Her sweet bald slit tasted as lovely as it had when I'd first licked it when Summer was just 7 years old. I sucked hard on her nubbin before pushing my tongue inside her hole as far as I could get it.

'Oh yeah... fuckin' yeah...' Summer gasped as I began to tongue fuck her.

At the same time I pushed my index finger against the tight opening of her bum. Summer grunted as I felt her bear down on my finger and it slipped up her anal canal surprisingly easy, considering the fact that I hadn't prepared or lubricated her.

I sucked her clit and finger fucked her hot, tight bum hole at the same time, sending 11 year old Summer into little girl heaven.

'Oh yeah... oh fuck... lick me... lick meeeee... cummminnn!' she squealed at the top her voice as her entire body shook and juddered violently, clamping her legs tightly around my head making it hard for me to breath.

I managed to extricate myself before I suffocated to death and watched Summer as her chest rose and fell rapidly, still writhing around on my bed as the waves of pleasure washed over her continually.

She looked so slutty and I wanted to take her there and then. I wanted to ram my cock through her tight little cherry and fill her lovely little love tube with my hot baby making seed, but I'd made her a promise and I intended to keep it.

When she eventually calmed down and opened her eyes, she looked at me adoringly.

'That felt sooo nice...' she said with that dreamy post-orgasmic look on her face. 'I can't wait for you to fuck me properly...'

'Neither can I darling...' I replied before I kissed her sweet little nose, 'neither can I...'

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Author's Note:

So look out for the third and final part... "Farewell My Summer Love"