Chelsea Rollington was puzzled by her recently deceased Mother's finances. Growing up it seemed that her begetter was often involved with business investments that went bad, and also liked to adventure at the casino and the racetrack. Although her parents had flush parents, the family wealth had hanker since diminished, and money was often soused in the home. Her parents had also mysteriously sold their business firm in a honored lake residential area two yr earlier. They had dearly loved the home, which they had lived in for decades, but suddenly told her they wanted to downsize to a small apartment nearby. Unfortunately, shortly after they sold the menage, her forefather passed away from a gist attack.

What puzzled her was that even though her parent's finances were precarious, they always seemed to make the money to institutionalize her to prestigious individual shoal. She had earned a bachelor's degree, an MBA and now just completed her law stage, all from Ivy league universities, along with experience in prestigious management consulting companies in between her degrees. She asked her mother a few time over the age how they could afford her schooling, when they often had problem paying their former bills, but her mother was evasive. Chelsea thought that maybe her grandparents had set up a combine for her instruction, but her mother said they hadn't.

Chelsea had her own apartment near the university campus. Her mother had genus Cancer and passed shortly before her commencement from law school. As the executor of the land, she was rummy about what assets and debts her mother's landed estate had. When the lawyer read the will, she was shocked to find out that her mother had no income except her mixer security, as she had only proceed things going financially the last two yr by borrowing money, and also had debt for medical bills. Chelsea had actually co-signed for some of the debt, which she thought was just her helping her mother out with poor term cash menstruation offspring. Chelsea was turning 30 years old on Labor Day, and although she was starting a job with a law firm in mid-September after her birthday, she was worried about how she would pay off the portion of her mother's debts that she was personally nonresistant for, as she had no money of her own.

When she went through her female parent's personal papers, she found a letter from her female parent addressed to her. The letter told her that if she ever needed avail after her mother passed, she should get through James Peterson. The letter said that he lived in the very declamatory house that was across the lake from Chelsea's family home. Chelsea had always admired this firm, which was modern in pattern and had several levels built into the side of the hill rising up from the lake. Along with the letter were several pictures of her mother with James, including a flick of her mother reclining on a couch in a beautiful knee distance blue nightgown.

It all made horse sense now. Her mother had told her chronicle of a mystery man that she went to college with. The man came from a working-class family and attended the college on a scholarship. She was madly in love with him and they had a passionate love occasion. But her grandparents were against her mother dating James, as they felt he wasn't good enough for him and wouldn't be able to financially support her. Instead her mother met her forefather through reciprocal family friends. While he had the veracious pedigree and her mother got along with him well, you could tell apart there was no passionateness in their relationship.

Chelsea was a stunningly beautiful womanhood, 5'-8"tall, with auburn tomentum and green eyes, and a slender yet athletic trope. She had several swain over the years, but she hadn't yet met a man that would send her heart racing and would be the solitary one for her. Men also tended to focus on her looks, not her word, often wanting just a sexual kinship. Chelsea packed up her mother's belonging and put them in storage, as the rent was way past due on her mother's apartment. Chelsea's new job was several states away, so she was staying with a acquaintance for the summertime and had just vacated her apartment too.

The next day at her friend's apartment she decided to anticipate James I Peterson. She was very nervous as she called him."Hi, is this James Peterson ?"

"Yes, who is this calling ?"

"It's Chelsea Rollington. You don't know me, but my female parent said I should touch you after she passed if I ever needed any help."

She wasn't sure how he would answer."Chelsea, it is great to get word from you. I thought I might get word from you someday, but I assume there is some bad news about your mom ?"

"Yes, she passed shoemaker's last calendar month from cancer and I am the executor of her estate. In her composition I found a letter telling me you live in the beautiful sign of the zodiac across the lake from our home plate. Well it was our base, but mom and dad sold it about two years ago."

"That is surprising to me. They loved that dwelling house. I first met your mother when we were in fledgling year of college, when her parents owned the home."

"James, I think they were having some fiscal problem over the years."

"That doesn't surprise me Chelsea. Your mother and father were far unspoilt at expenditure money than at making money. Why don't you come up this weekend and we can get to have intercourse each other,"he said in a friendly way.

She was concerned about what his intention were."I would wish to amount meet you, but please don't get the wrong idea. I don't even know you and not surely what you are expecting of me."

"Chelsea don't be silly. I am old enough to be your father and would never disrespect the memory of your mother by making a pass at her daughter. After your mother left me, I was very sad for a piece, but eventually met my late wife and we had a great 30 years together, but like your female parent, cancer took her from me about a year ago. Your mother and my late married woman were the simply two charwoman I ever dated, and I haven't dated anyone for the last year."

"I am so sorry to hear that and I'm sorry I misunderstood. I would love to meet you. My mom talked about you sometimes and I could secern by the look in her eye when she did that you had something very special together."

"Don't get me wrong Chelsea, I loved my wife. But your mom was the love of my life and I regret that her parents kept us apart, and that she went along with them. I spent many days trying to prove them wrong about me and ended up becoming quite well-off financially, owning several companies. As you know, your Fatherhood came from a flush family, but he lost it all over the old age. Your grandparents eventually realized who was the better man, but by then your mom and I both had married so we didn't want to kick downstairs up our relationships, as our mates were good people and didn't deserve that."

Chelsea drove towards James Peterson's lake house, through the woods on a Friday afternoon. She was planning to stay on in a hotel in town after meeting with him. As she was nearing the house, a sudden heavy thunderstorm rolled through and it became very difficult to see. Lightning hit a nearby tree, and it fell across the road in front end of her and she couldn't stop in metre. Her car hit the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree trunk, and everything went black.

When she awoke, she was in the house laying on a frame and looked up to see James looking down at her with a vex face."Chelsea, are you okay ?"

"Yes, I'm okey. How a good deal equipment casualty did I do to my car ?"

"Well let's put it this way. You are in practically better shape then your car. The roads are blocked, and it will demand until Monday for the road to get cleared enough for me to get you to Town to your hotel. I took your suitcase out of the car and put in the guest elbow room. You might desire to go take a nap while I make dinner for us."

"Saint James, thank you so much. You are everything my mom always said you were. A kind gentleman who always thinks of others. This was a unusual way for us to first meet, but fate has a strange way about it.

"Well she did take out the unspoiled in me. It is good to finally see you in person. You look exactly like your mother did at your age."

Chelsea was puzzled by that comment. How did she make out anything about her if her mother was not in physical contact with him for the last 30 years ? How would he have intercourse what her mother looked like at 29 if they stopped dating when they 19 ? Although he was nearing 50, he was very practiced looking, with brown hair's-breadth with bit of grey and piercing low eyes that just looked proper through you.

After Chelsea woke up from her nap, she saw that James River had made an early dinner for them. Over dinner party and all eve, they talked about their biography and about Chelsea's mom's dating Jesse James during college. Her mother had actually told her that for a brief flow she was dating both James and her father, and she wondered if James was actually her father.

"James II, can I ask you a question that you might not want to reply ?"

"Sure, what is it ?"

"Are you my beginner ?"

"No Chelsea. After your female parent got meaning, we both wondered who the father was, but a tryout showed it wasn't me. Any father would be happy for you to be their daughter though. You obviously have turned out to be a very accomplished woman and your mother was very lofty of you."

"King James, how do you know that ? You didn't have contact with my mother after you two broke up."

"fountainhead actually we did. Each yr on your natal day, she would send me pictures of you and update me about your class, and I would do the like about my life. We never told our mates or you about us being in contact, because they might not infer and get jealous."

She now looked at this stranger and she was so jealous that her mom got to be his girl and could have been his married woman. He was confident without being cocky and chic without being ostentatious. Although he was 20 yr older than her and very mysterious, she was growing excited with the way he seemed like he was looking at her, although she thought maybe it was just her imagination.

"James, I found these photos of you two with the letter. ``

He looked at the picture fondly, especially the one with Chelsea's mother in her blue nightgown. `` Yes, I remember these exposure well, especially the one of her in the downcast nightgown. That was taken the night she gave me her virginity."

Chelsea blushed a little."That was a little too often information."

"Sorry Chelsea if I embarrassed you. Your mother and I were both very shy when we first met but we just clicked and became very comfortable with each former. Our relationship was both intellectually and very physically passionate. We just couldn't celebrate our hired hand off each early. We were a little kinky too after a while,"he smiled slyly as he spoke.

"She would creep out of her house to see me when my parents were out and would go on some clothes over at my parent's sign. I actually kept them after she left me as a remembrance of her but hid them from my married woman. They are in the water closet of the invitee way. I even have the blue air gown in this picture."

"Really, that is wild. I would lie with to try on the gown if that is fine with you. I am the same size my mother was."She didn't know what possessed her to ask to wear very sexy lingerie that her mother wore, in front of this total alien. But her heart was racing, and she wanted this man to require her like he wanted her mother.

"Chelsea, I would love that, if you feel comfortable. But I can't warranty that this old guy will be able to control himself if I get flashbacks of your mom,"he laughed.

"James, you are not that old and look even younger than you are. I might wish if you can't control yourself and you seduce me like one of those punk romantic comedy movies my mom said she used to watch."She winked at him. She couldn't believe she was flirting with this man, but just couldn't assist herself.

She went into the guest elbow room and opened the closet room access and saw the nightgown, along with some dresses, as well as underdrawers and top folded on a shelf. St. James the Apostle had clearly loved her female parent and never gotten over the breakup. Chelsea stripped off all her clothes, except her step-in and put on the nightgown and looked in the uncut mirror and smiled. A tingle went through her, as if her late mother's someone had entered her body and she knew what she wanted from this man she had just met, since it had so quickly felt like she had known him her whole life. She opened the room access and walked out in the nightgown and stood in front of him. While she was changing her dress, he had also changed into red silk pajamas.

Epistle of James was shocked. She looked so much like her mother. It was if he had gone back in meter 30 years."Chelsea, you look enchanting ; just like your female parent did. I feel shamefaced though, like I manipulated you into putting on her night-robe. I hope you don't idea that I changed into my pajamas."

"You didn't manipulate me. I wanted to do it. I had to do it. I want to feel like she felt when you two made love together. I want to do the things you two did."

"Chelsea, are you sure enough about this ? Like I told you, we were a little kinky. Your mother and I had a bit of a fetich that when we were together, she had to do anything I wanted sexually, wherever and whenever I told her to. She wasn't allowed to ever say no."

"St. James the Apostle, I want that too."Her intellect was lost now in whatever was going on, which felt like she was channeling her mother from the former side.

"O.K.. We had a ritual at night before bed. She would hail out of the sleeping accommodation in that gown and reach down under it and select off her panties. She would lie across my knee on the couch and order me the racy matter she did that day."

Chelsea just nodded her heading and reached under the nightgown and pulled down her thong step-in and took them off and let them drop to the level. James walked over to the lounge and sat down. He put up his helping hand and motioned her to come over to him. She obediently laid across his lap.

"Chelsea, tell me what you did naughty today so you can get your punishment."He started rubbing her prat on the material of the gown in a circular motion.

"I went over to a strangers sign of the zodiac and decided I wanted him to let me, even though he dated my mother. Only a naughty daughter would do that."

"OK then you need to be punished."He started spanking her over the cloth of the gown, moving his hand to each spot of her rear end cheeks. But then he surprised her and suddenly pulled up the hem of the gown, exposing her bare ass.

She became embarrassed and was shocked and pulled the hem back down."Hey, I was just kidding around. I didn't say you could do that."

"I guess you are just like your mother with the fake shyness. Remember you made a deal to be just like her. You can't say no after we start our little game."

He pulled the material up again, exposing her ass to him, but she didn't resist this clock time. He started spanking her again, but the spanks got harder and harder and her ass got red. bout started welling up in her eyes, but her pussy also starting to get soak through wet and she started grinding against his crotch and could feel his hard erecting through his pajamas. She could recite he was not wearing underclothing. She wanted so bad for him to seduce her cum but was too mortified to ask.

He sensed her excitement and dipped his fingerbreadth down and inserted it into her sopping wet sex."Chelsea, you are very naughty. It looks like you want to get this old man to scratch that itch you must have."He started rubbing her clit in circular motion while he still slowly spanked her. She could find her orgasm growing. He stopped spanking her though while he kept fingering her and wet a finger on the other mitt. He reached to her rosebud and as soon as she felt his finger touch it, she got very scared.

"James IV, no one touches me there. I've never even put my digit in there."

"fountainhead you are going to finger this finger inside it now. think the word ‘ no'does not survive anymore. He slowly inserted it and she didn't feel any bother. Just a uncanny sensation. He moved it around inside her in a circular movement, like he was doing on her button with her other hand. She couldn't take it anymore and started shuddering as the orgasm overtook her torso. Jesse James felt her motherfucker contract in pulses as she came.

After she recovered, she turned over on his lap and looked up at him shyly."What would you poke fun do next after mom's spanking."

"She would get down on her genu and pull out my pants down and nurse my penis."Chelsea wordlessly got off his lap and got on her knees and pulled his pants down to his mortise joint, as his stiff declamatory rooster sprang to attention. It was in a higher place average size, but very wide. She just looked at it for a second and dove down on it with her open mouth, like a golem at his bid. She didn't even bother to bug him. She just put it down her throat as far as she could until she started choking on it and bobbed back and forth on it. This older man could certainly still get it up like he was a teen again, but she didn't want him to cum in her sass. She wanted it inside her.

"James River, what would the two of you do next ?"

"She would straddle me and devolve on me like a cowgirl,"he laughed again. Like she was in a trance she straddled him and didn't even wait for him to insert himself into her. She put his midst putz inside her vagina and started rocking back and forth on him. After a while she could feel him breathing harder and she was afraid he would cum inside her and she wasn't using nascency control that day.

"James, you need to pull out, I am not on anything and I don't want to get pregnant."

"It's okeh Chelsea, I'm not able to make children. I can cum in you."

Chelsea was relieved and started rocking back and Forth on him again. She felt another climax rising and felt him starting to lose ascendancy too. They both came at the same metre with thundering orgasms and she could feel his glutinous fluid flood lamp into her pussy.

After a while he became delicate but kept his turncock in her and held her tight as they kissed each former lovingly, as his fluids leaked out of her."Wow, James, that was quite a load you put in me,"she grinned.

"I haven't had sex since my wife passed and that was improbable. It felt like it did with your mom all those years ago."Chelsea smiled and felt like her mother was looking down on them approvingly.

"Let's go to bed Chelsea. You wore this old man out. I am glad I didn't cum in your mouth. I would birth never been capable to go a second round and get the honor of being inside you."She smiled at him and walked with him manus and bridge player into his sleeping room. That was the courteous thing any man had ever said to her. She didn't even put her pantie on again, as she was hoping he would take her again.

They spooned together in bed as she fell into a deep sleep. But as cockcrow broke, she felt a strange spirit between her legs, like she was dreaming of having sex with James the night before. She opened her eyes and saw Epistle of James between her legs greedily lapping at her slit and clit. She smiled at him and said,"was this a tradition between you two also ?"

"Yes, whoever woke up first would ignite the other mortal up with their tongue before we had sex again."

"That sounds like a heavy wake up call."He got up on his bridge player and knee joint and turned around and straddled her so she could suck his rooster while he pleasured her with his knife. She sucked on it and eventually stopped and started licking his balls while she jerked on his hard member.

"Chelsea it is fourth dimension for the main course."He rolled her over on her spine and told her to pull her knees up to her chest, which she did. He reached into the draw and pulled out a small butt cud and a nursing bottle of lube.

She got frighten again."Hey James, I let you put your finger in my butt, but that is too big for me."

"Relax Chelsea. Your mom liked to feel very full moon when I was inside her and I want you to experience that way too. Remember you promised not to say no."

He smeared the lube around the inside of her tight trap and opened her up with his digit, then slowly inserted the tooshie chaw. She winced a little but then got used to the sizing of it. She put her legs down and he entered her in one western fence lizard motion. Her mom was right, it felt very strange, but felt wonderful after a while. He pulled her nightgown up above her chest, which he had never seen before, and started sucking on them as he rocked in and out of her slowly, as she softly moaned with pleasance. She wrapped her peg around his waistline and grabbed his ass cheek to pull him into her deeper and deeper. She wanted to sense his cum in her again and he did not disappoint, as he soon groaned and released hard into her, as she came with him again.

"Wow, James, you and mom for certain had some tricks up your sleeve. And in her ass too,"as she gazed at him dreamily and they kissed again.

They eventually got up and took a long shower together, rinsing off all the sweat and cum from their trysts. This wasn't like one of those porn stories though, where the guy can come 5 times consecutively. James always needed time to recoup before he could get hard again, even when he was younger. They had breakfast and then Chelsea said,"what are our architectural plan today ?"

"fountainhead, it is going to be very strong, so let's go for a swimming in the lake. I have a little beach and common soldier dock with my gravy boat there."

"That is a great idea. But I didn't bring a bathing suit with me."

He smiled at her.

"Let me guess, you still have a two-piece from mom,"as she grinned at him. She went into the loo and sure enough found a drawstring bikini that was in one of the pictures. It was a beautiful flowered design. A little faded and out of engagement, but she didn't upkeep. She put it in on and came out the sleeping room, and James nearly fainted. Chelsea again looked like her mom from 30 eld ago. They went down to the dock and got into his gravy boat. They took it for a spin around the lake and came back in an 60 minutes and docked it. They walked to the beach from the dock and went into the water for a swim, then laid out towels so they could sunbathe and dry off.

After a piece, Jesse James reminisced in his mind about the sentence he spent on the beach with Chelsea's mom and he started developing a tent in his bathing suit of clothes. He rolled over to face Chelsea, who had her optic closed as she sunbathed and whispered in her ear."This reminds me of Day when we would find a desert beach and constitute love."

He suddenly pulled her bikini bottoms down to her ankles and pulled up her bikini top over her breasts."Epistle of James, no. Someone will see us. We can't have sex in public. You've gone too far. I won't do this."

He rolled her over on her stomach and held her knock down and took off her bikini."I am not asking you I am telling you. Your mom did it in public many times when I made her do it."She just wanted him to terminate quickly and hopefully the neighbor wouldn't see."Get up on your hands and knees."

Chelsea grudgingly did what she was told. He pulled off his trunks and started massaging her chest which were hanging down and she started getting aroused."I don't forethought if anyone sees us. I want everyone to see that we belong together."

Chelsea was worried that Saint James the Apostle was flashing back that he was with her female parent, not her, and felt a little jealous. She was getting wet though thinking about how her female parent had felt when he took her in a populace topographic point. She didn't have long to think about it though, as she felt his strong dick suddenly spear into her pussy. As he slapped against her butt over and over as he took her from behind, she didn't care anymore about the neighbors.



He stopped and pulled out and she was puzzled. He moved around in front of her and told her to give her moth, which she did. She wanted to arrogate that magnificent gumshoe for hers to own."Chelsea you had one Sir Thomas More orgasm than me. You owe me one."

She opened her sassing, but said,"don't cum in my rima oris. I don't do that with guys."

"Chelsea, I thought we had an translate. Your mom would suck my cock and I would cum in her backtalk at the end. She would open her mouth to usher me my cum and then she would swallow up it and read me her mouthpiece again to turn out she swallowed it."

Chelsea was broken now and would do anything to please James I, like her mom always did. She sucked his shaft eagerly now, feeling competition with the memory of her mom. He soon came arduous in her oral cavity and she swallowed every drop and licked her lips to show him she liked it. He patted her on the head and said,"your mom would be proud."

She was starting to get mad though that maybe Epistle of James was just using her to relive his memory board of 30 old age ago. But she felt compelled to just do what he wanted. They went back to the house and he told her they were going to go out to dinner at a figure eating place. Of track, he had one of her mom's fancy attire in the cupboard, which was actually a classic that was still in style. They went out to the most rattling restaurant overlooking the lake, which she had never been to before.

They spent hours eating, drinking and talking about their sprightliness. She told him about her disappointments in relationships, and he talked about his tardily married woman, but in the conversations lamented about not having fry, because his sperm count was too low. They thought of adopting but he was so interfering with his businesses, and his lately married woman had a busy job as a top lawyer, so they never got around to it.

When they got abode, she went to go take the dress off, but he motioned her to fare over to the couch so they could watch a pic together."James I, this odd. You and my mom used to go to dinner then watch a motion-picture show in your dinner clothes ?"

"Yes, it was another ritual we had. We would watch out a cheesy amorous comedy movie and take fun of the dialogue and plot."He found a ridiculous romcom on cable television and put his arm around her articulatio humeri, and she felt so safe in his arms as they watched it. A half an minute into the movie he slowly took down the shoulder strap of her dress over her shoulders and started feeling her knocker and licking her nipples as she watched the screen.

"Chelsea, we would initiate watching the pic but then make our own x rated version of the movie the way we wanted it to be. He then rolled her over on her side against the arm of the sofa, which puzzled her. He pulled up the dress exposing her ass impudence, since she wasn't wearing panties. He pulled out a feeding bottle of lubricating substance he had hid in his air pocket and started putting his lube covered fingers inside her ass.

She knew where this was going."James, I told you I don't take rooster up the ass. I took the small butt chew, but your shaft is much thicker, and it will hurt. I don't care what my mom did with you. What are you going to ass dishonour me if I say no ?"

"No, I am just going to subscribe what you never gave to anyone else. Now please cave in yourself to me completely like a undecomposed girl."

She knew she couldn't resist him anymore and after he took down his apparel pants to his knees, she got on his lap, and he entered her ass slowly. He had opened her up a lot, so it didn't hurt at all. Obviously, James had an anal fixation, since he seemed to sleep with spanking, using a fundament sparking plug with vaginal sex, and having anal sex. She bounced up and down on him while they watched the cheesy movie, where the guy barely gets a kiss at the end of the movie.

"Chelsea, play with yourself while you give me your anal virginity."

"James I, I've never done that in front line of a man. It's embarrassing."She caught herself though before he could respond, telling her she had to do it. She started playing with her clit furiously as he came deep into her bowels while he massaged her titty. She came right after him with the strongest climax yet. She wasn't competing with her mom anymore. If she had just met King James I through friends, she would be doing the same things as her mom did if he just asked her to. She now liked anal sex and hoped she had pleased him as much as she knew he wanted to please her.

After they finished, they held each other for a long clock time and finally got up to go to bed. As they walked to the bedroom he laughed and said,"the dry cleanser is going to wonder about these blot on our clothes."

When she woke up, she didn't see James II adjacent to her and got scared. She found and bathrobe and looked around until she found him on the deck overlooking the lake, with a full breakfast on the with child dining way mesa. He was wearing his red silk jammies, which she loved the flavour of. She was ready for a smashing breakfast and a day at the lake again, when he said,"Chelsea, before we eat breakfast on the deck, we need to take an starter. He started taking off his pj's and he said,"take away off the gown and lay on the table."

She knew she couldn't say no anymore and did what he asked. She didn't precaution about the neighbors anymore. She didn't concern about her mom anymore. She just wanted him whenever and wherever he wanted her. She took off the robe and sat on the table, next to her breakfast, which was now getting frigidity, but she didn't upkeep. He got on top of her and they didn't have sex ; they made sexual love, in many different position. They knew they had found something particular and didn't want to let it go.

Chelsea moved in the next hebdomad, and she knew they only had three calendar month until the end of the summer, when her 30th birthday would derive on lying-in Day, and then she would have to leave for her new job 500 miles away. She didn't want to have a long-distance relationship, but also wanted a career.

They had a well-chosen, passionate and bit of a kinky relationship, but one day Chelsea started getting disturbance, which surprised him. She started sobbing and finally cried out,"I feel like I am competing with my mother. She's gone and I only have memories of her, but your memories of your meter with her is all you have. You don't guardianship about me. I am just a clone of her !"

"Chelsea, that is not true. Maybe it was that way in the very start, but knowing you now, you are your own person, not a clon of your mother. You may look like her, but you are unique and exceptional to me in your own way. When we are together, I am with you, not your mom."

She felt better and they enjoyed the summer together. St. James had executive managing his various companies, so he only had to do work part time and told Chelsea about what each company was currently working on.

When Chelsea'30th birthday came on British Labour Party Day, they were both sad that they would soon have to portion and weren't certain what would happen to their kinship. James took her out to a dinner again at the eating place they had enjoyed earlier in the summer, and when they returned they watched a cheesy romcom and made their own x rated rendering while they watched it, and laughed while they were doing it.

Afterwards James told her he had something to tell her and Chelsea dreaded that he might tell her that he was breaking up with her.

"Chelsea, I have something to tell you that you should roll in the hay, although you might believe bad of me after I tell you."

"What is it ?"she asked worriedly.

"I was the one who paid your private school tutorship all these years."

Chelsea was shocked."why would you do that ? I'm not your daughter."

"I couldn't have a small fry with your mother and wanted to be married to her and have one but couldn't do either. When I saw pictures of you and try about your life sentence, I was worried that they would never have enough money for you to get a commodity education, because they would knock off all their money, which they ended up doing. I held the tuition funds in trust and paid the bills myself directly."

"Why didn't anyone recount me this when I was growing up ?"

"Because your mother and I didn't want my married woman to know, because she might wonder if I was cheating on her with your mother, which was not the case."

"King James, why didn't recite me when you first met me ?

"Because I didn't want you to feel obligated to me because of money and wanted you to love me for I am, not for what I did for you."

"I understand. But I would have fallen in love with you either way, but now you know my beloved is true and not about what I didn't even know you did for me. I want to make my own way on the world, and since I am leaving you don't have to be concerned that I am just after your money."

"Chelsea, I would never ever think that. I have something else to tell you."

"I am really afraid to hear this. I am still trying to process what you just told me."

"I was afraid that your parents would go broke even after I paid for your tutelage, so I set up a trust for you that you would be able-bodied to draw on once you turned 30 years old."

Chelsea was speechless."Why would you do that ?"



"When I saw through the pictures and emails from your mom what you had accomplished, I knew you might need help after you mom passed. I knew she was sick, but she never told me she was terminally ill. I knew she had probably built up debts you might need to pay. I was going to have her tell you when you turned 30 but she passed before that.

He took out a bank statement and showed her the amount of money of money in the faith and was astonished. It was enough that she would never have to work on, but she didn't want that.

"James, this is generous of you, but I can't accept this."

"Chelsea, my company's general counsel could use some supporter managing some of my businesses, and she could give you gravid training to be a lawyer. I wouldn't be giving you anything, the each year payments would just be eq to a market pace salary for a lawyer who also has an MBA and some experience. You could stay here with me."

"St. James, I would bed that more than anything."

"But there is one thing. We won't be able to have tiddler of our own but could assume one."

"Well I have something I was going to tell you too."

"Chelsea, what is it ? ``

"I'm fraught. Your sperm count may be low but maybe I willed them to swim better because they really wanted to get to my egg. You're not the only one who won't take no for an answer. I want to have a household with you and spend our lives together.

"But Chelsea, don't you think I am too old for you ?"

"I don't flavour that way and your sperm don't think so either. You have more sexual energy with me than guys my own age. But from now on sometimes I want to give the society in bed, and you can't say no."

"You are a tough negotiant, but I agree Chelsea. I promise."

Chelsea's mom's spirit saw this scene from the other side and smiled that they had both gotten the second chance at sexual love they both deserved. Her spirit laughed to herself that Chelsea and James had together created the most implausible romcom a writer could ever stargaze up, patching together every cliché conceivable, except every aspect was genuine. In a good romcom, there is always dispute between the two, but the guy always gets the lady friend in the end. Sometimes in the rear end.

They looked at each other and he hoped they would have a keen evening of wild sex. She slowly turned to him and said,"now wait here James, I have a peculiar delicacy for you, but you have to close your eyes while I put my mom's nightgown on. Go put on your pajamas too. Mom told me about everything you guys did, and there is one thing you never did with her. You have to assure though you will do whatever I want."

"I promise Chelsea."

He waited patiently but nervously with his heart closed. He tried to remember what Chelsea's mom had done with him and what they hadn't done. He thought they had done everything a man and woman can do with early. Maybe Chelsea was going to propose a threesome ? He never did that with Chelsea's mom.

Chelsea came out of the sleeping room and walked over to the couch and sat down. She said,"now open your eye and fare over to me."

He opened his eye and saw her in the nightie and walked over to her excitedly.

"Now pull down your pajama bottoms and get over my knee."

He didn't interrogation her and just smiled and obediently got over her knee and thought he knew what was coming next. As she softly spanked his bottom, he reached for her pussy, expecting something warm up and wet. He felt something Weird though. He looked over to her as she opened her legs and pulled up her night-robe revealing what she had tucked down between her legs. He was horrified to see a strap on dildo between her legs.

"Chelsea no. I won't do that. I am not into that. With me it is an expiration only, not an entrance."

"James, reverse is bazaar play they say. And you can't say no, remember ?"She pulled out a bottle of lube she had hidden under the couch seat cushion and squirted some onto his now quivering asshole, and slowly stuck a finger in.

"Chelsea, please no."

"Yes James. Now tell me all the juicy matter you did to me these yesteryear month. By the way, have you ever pick up of a fair sex milking a man's prostrate ?"

"Yes, Chelsea."

"I like that Word yes. I am going to bask hearing that word a lot more from you."

"I love you so much Chelsea. You can do anything to me you want to."

St. James the Apostle winced as Chelsea pulled her fingerbreadth out of his ass."Now get down on all foursome James, like a soundly doggy. fourth dimension to take your punishment."She got down behind him and he knew what was going to come next. It was going to be a long night. Chelsea was proper. She was not her mother. She was much kinky than her mother and had big plans for Saint James sexually going forward. He might not wish some of her estimate at first, but she knew they would never say no to each other.

Chelsea's mother's spirit looked down on the scene with amusement. Chelsea had created her own version of a amatory comedy. This one is where instead of the guy getting the girl in the end of the movie, the girl gets the guy in the end. Sometimes in the rear end .