Chelsea Rollington was puzzled by her recently deceased female parent's finances. Growing up it seemed that her founder was often involved with business investment that went bad, and also liked to take chances at the casino and the racetrack. Although her parents had wealthy parents, the family riches had long since diminished, and money was often tight in the house. Her parents had also mysteriously sold their planetary house in a esteemed lake biotic community two old age earlier. They had dearly loved the home base, which they had lived in for decennary, but suddenly told her they wanted to downsize to a pocket-sized apartment nearby. Unfortunately, shortly after they sold the house, her forefather passed away from a middle attack.

What puzzled her was that even though her parent's cash in hand were shaky, they always seemed to deliver the money to beam her to prestigious private shoal. She had earned a bachelor-at-arms's degree, an MBA and now just completed her law grade, all from Ivy league universities, along with experience in esteemed direction consulting ship's company in between her point. She asked her mother a few metre over the years how they could afford her schooling, when they often had hassle paying their early bills, but her mother was evasive. Chelsea thought that maybe her grandparents had set up a trust for her education, but her mother said they hadn't.

Chelsea had her own flat near the university campus. Her mother had Crab and passed shortly before her commencement from law school day. As the executor of the land, she was curious about what assets and debts her female parent's estate had. When the lawyer read the will, she was shocked to encounter out that her mother had no income except her social security, as she had only kept things going financially the last two years by borrowing money, and also had debt for health check broadsheet. Chelsea had actually co-signed for some of the debt, which she thought was just her helping her mother out with short term immediate payment flow outlet. Chelsea was turning 30 years old on Labor Day, and although she was starting a job with a law house in mid-September after her birthday, she was worried about how she would pay off the circumstances of her mother's debts that she was personally nonresistant for, as she had no money of her own.

When she went through her mother's personal composition, she found a letter from her mother addressed to her. The letter told her that if she ever needed aid after her mother passed, she should adjoin James Peterson. The varsity letter said that he lived in the very large firm that was across the lake from Chelsea's phratry home. Chelsea had always admired this house, which was Bodoni in purpose and had several level built into the position of the hill rising up from the lake. Along with the missive were several pictures of her mother with James, including a picture of her mother reclining on a couch in a beautiful knee joint length blue nightgown.

It all made sentience now. Her mother had told her stories of a mystery man that she went to college with. The man came from a blue-collar family and attended the college on a scholarship. She was madly in making love with him and they had a passionate love matter. But her grandparents were against her mother dating James, as they felt he wasn't good enough for him and wouldn't be capable to financially patronise her. Instead her female parent met her father through mutual family Quaker. While he had the right ancestry and her mother got along with him well, you could tell there was no passionateness in their relationship.

Chelsea was a stunningly beautiful woman, 5'-8"tall, with auburn hair's-breadth and green eyes, and a slender yet gymnastic pattern. She had several young man over the days, but she hadn't yet met a man that would send off her gist racing and would be the only when one for her. Men also tended to focus on her looks, not her tidings, often wanting just a sexual human relationship. Chelsea packed up her mother's belonging and put them in storage, as the rent was way past due on her female parent's flat. Chelsea's new job was several Department of State away, so she was staying with a protagonist for the summertime and had just vacated her apartment too.

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

"Yes, who is this calling ?"

"It's Chelsea Rollington. You don't have it away me, but my mother said I should contact you after she passed if I ever needed any help."

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

"Yes, she passed stopping point month from cancer and I am the executor of her estate. In her papers I found a letter telling me you live in the beautiful household across the lake from our home. Well it was our habitation, but mom and dad sold it about two years ago."

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

"James, I think they were having some financial problems over the years."

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

She was concerned about what his intentions were."I would like to total meet you, but please don't get the amiss idea. I don't even know you and not sure what you are expecting of me."

"Chelsea don't be silly. I am old sufficiency to be your founder and would never disrespect the store of your female parent by making a pass at her girl. After your mother left me, I was very sad for a while, but eventually met my former wife and we had a bang-up 30 yr together, but like your female parent, Cancer took her from me about a year ago. Your mother and my deep wife were the entirely two adult female I ever dated, and I haven't dated anyone for the last year."

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

"Don't get me wrong Chelsea, I loved my wife. But your mom was the love of my aliveness and I regret that her parents kept us apart, and that she went along with them. I spent many years trying to prove them incorrect about me and ended up becoming quite comfortable financially, owning various companionship. As you know, your father came from a moneyed family, but he lost it all over the years. 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 conk out up our kinship, as our mates were good the great unwashed and didn't deserve that."

Chelsea drove towards Epistle of James Peterson's lake house, through the woods on a Friday good 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 of her and she couldn't stop in time. Her car hit the tree tree trunk, and everything went black.

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

"Yes, I'm okeh. How a great deal hurt did I do to my car ?"

"Well let's put it this way. You are in very much better embodiment then your car. The roadstead are blocked, and it will take until Mon for the roads 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 consider a nap while I make dinner for us."

"King James, thank you so much. You are everything my mom always said you were. A form valet de chambre who always thinks of others. This was a foreign way for us to first sports meeting, but fate has a strange way about it.

"Well she did get out the best in me. It is full 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 know anything about her if her mother was not in contact with him for the shoemaker's last 30 years ? How would he be intimate what her mother looked like at 29 if they stopped dating when they 19 ? Although he was nearing 50, he was very good looking, with brown hair with flecks of Zane Grey and piercing puritanical optic that just looked right through you.

After Chelsea woke up from her nap, she saw that Saint James the Apostle had made an early dinner for them. Over dinner and all evening, they talked about their life sentence and about Chelsea's mom's dating James during college. Her mother had actually told her that for a brief period she was dating both James IV and her Father of the Church, and she wondered if St. James was actually her father.

"James, can I ask you a doubtfulness that you might not need to serve ?"

"Sure, what is it ?"

"Are you my father ?"

"No Chelsea. After your mother got fraught, we both wondered who the father was, but a test 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 complete woman and your female parent was very gallant of you."

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

"wellspring actually we did. Each year on your birthday, she would ship me movie of you and update me about your phratry, and I would do the Lapp about my lifetime. We never told our first mate or you about us being in contact, because they might not understand and get jealous."

She now looked at this stranger and she was so jealous that her mom got to be his girlfriend and could have been his married woman. He was confident without being cocky and fresh without being pretentious. Although he was 20 years aged than her and very mystical, she was growing charge with the way he seemed like he was looking at her, although she thought maybe it was just her imagination.

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

He looked at the photos fondly, especially the one with Chelsea's female parent in her blue gown. `` Yes, I remember these photograph well, especially the one of her in the bluish gown. That was taken the night she gave me her virginity."

Chelsea blushed a picayune."That was a little too practically information."

"Sorry Chelsea if I embarrassed you. Your female parent and I were both very shy when we first met but we just clicked and became very well-fixed with each other. Our kinship was both intellectually and very physically passionate. We just couldn't retain our hired man off each other. We were a little kinky too after a spell,"he smiled slyly as he spoke.

"She would pussyfoot out of her planetary house to see me when my parents were out and would keep back some wearing apparel over at my parent's menage. I actually kept them after she left me as a remembrance of her but hid them from my wife. They are in the closet of the client elbow room. I even have the dark gown in this picture."

"Really, that is crazy. I would roll in the hay to try on the nightgown if that is okay 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 female parent wore, in presence of this tote up stranger. But her mettle was racing, and she wanted this man to want her like he wanted her mother.

"Chelsea, I would have a go at it that, if you feel comfortable. But I can't warrantee that this old guy will be able to assure himself if I get flashbacks of your mom,"he laughed.

"Henry James, you are not that old and look even untested than you are. I might like if you can't control yourself and you seduce me like one of those punk romanticist 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 assistance herself.

She went into the guest room and opened the wardrobe door and saw the gown, along with some frock, as well as short circuit and tops folded on a shelf. James had clearly loved her mother and never gotten over the dissolution. Chelsea stripped off all her clothes, except her panties and put on the nightdress and looked in the full-length mirror and smiled. A shiver went through her, as if her late mother's soul had entered her trunk 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 unanimous living. She opened the door and walked out in the night-robe and stood in front of him. While she was changing her dress, he had also changed into red silk pajamas.

William James was shocked. She looked so much like her mother. It was if he had gone back in time 30 long time."Chelsea, you look enchanting ; just like your mother did. I feel guilty though, like I manipulated you into putting on her nightdress. I hope you don't mind that I changed into my pajamas."

"You didn't rig 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 thing you two did."

"Chelsea, are you sure about this ? Like I told you, we were a little kinky. Your mother and I had a bit of a fetish 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."

"James, I want that too."Her mind was lost now in whatever was going on, which felt like she was channeling her female parent from the early side.

"Okay. We had a ritual at nighttime before bed. She would come out of the bedroom in that gown and reach down under it and lease off her pantie. She would lie across my knee on the sofa and distinguish me the naughty matter she did that day."

Chelsea just nodded her capitulum and reached under the nightgown and pulled down her thong step-in and took them off and let them drop to the trading floor. Saint James walked over to the couch and sat down. He put up his handwriting and motioned her to come over to him. She obediently laid across his lap.

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

"I went over to a strangers star sign and decided I wanted him to let me, even though he dated my female parent. Only a naughty female child would do that."

"O.K. then you need to be punished."He started spanking her over the fabric of the nightie, moving his hand to each spot of her tail end cheek. 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 fraud shyness. Remember you made a softwood to be just like her. You can't say no after we start our petty game."

He pulled the textile up again, exposing her ass to him, but she didn't resist this time. He started spanking her again, but the spanks got harder and harder and her ass got red. binge started welling up in her heart, but her kitty also starting to get sopping wet and she started grinding against his crotch and could feel his arduous erection through his pyjama. She could tell he was not wearing underwear. She wanted so bad for him to ca-ca her cum but was too humiliated to ask.

He sensed her excitement and dipped his digit 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 rub that itch you must have."He started rubbing her clit in circular motions while he still slowly spanked her. She could palpate her coming growing. He stopped spanking her though while he kept fingering her and wet a fingerbreadth on the former hand. He reached to her rosebud and as soon as she felt his finger touch it, she got very scared.

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

"wellspring you are going to experience this finger inside it now. Remember the Son ‘ no'does not exist anymore. He slowly inserted it and she didn't feel any infliction. Just a weird adept. He moved it around inside her in a bill motion, like he was doing on her button with her other script. She couldn't take it anymore and started shuddering as the orgasm overtook her dead body. James IV felt her asshole contract in beat as she came.

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

"She would get down on her knees and pull my drawers down and sop up my penis."Chelsea wordlessly got off his lap and got on her knees and pulled his pants down to his ankle, as his stiff large cock sprang to attention. It was higher up intermediate sizing, but very wide. She just looked at it for a instant and dove down on it with her open mouth, like a robot at his command. She didn't even disoblige to tease 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 stripling again, but she didn't want him to cum in her back talk. She wanted it inside her.

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

"She would range me and ride 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 shaft inside her vagina and started rocking back and Forth River 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 birth command that day.

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

"It's okay Chelsea, I'm not able to have child. I can cum in you."

Chelsea was relieved and started rocking back and forth on him again. She felt another orgasm rising and felt him starting to lose controller too. They both came at the same time with thundering orgasms and she could feel his sticky fluid flood lamp into her pussy.

After a while he became soft but kept his dick in her and held her pixilated as they kissed each other lovingly, as his fluids leaked out of her."Wow, King James, that was quite a warhead 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 long time 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 have never been capable to go a second beat and get the honor of being inside you."She smiled at him and walked with him script and hand into his sleeping room. That was the nicest thing any man had ever said to her. She didn't even put her panty on again, as she was hoping he would study her again.

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

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

"That sounds like a great wake up call."He got up on his hand and human knee and turned around and straddled her so she could soak up his cock while he pleasured her with his spit. She sucked on it and eventually stopped and started licking his balls while she jerked on his hard member.

"Chelsea it is clock time for the main course."He rolled her over on her vertebral column and told her to pull her knees up to her chest, which she did. He reached into the draw and pulled out a small-scale butt plug and a bottle of lube.

She got pit again."Hey King James I, I let you put your finger in my hind end, but that is too big for me."

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

He smeared the lubricator around the interior of her tight hollow and opened her up with his fingers, then slowly inserted the butt plug. She winced a little but then got used to the size of it. She put her legs down and he entered her in one blue-belly motion. Her mom was right, it felt very strange, but felt howling after a while. He pulled her nightgown up above her breasts, 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 joy. She wrapped her stage around his waist and grabbed his ass cheek to draw out him into her deeper and deeper. She wanted to feel his cum in her again and he did not let down, as he soon groaned and released hard into her, as she came with him again.

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

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

"well, it is going to be very warm, so let's go for a swimming in the lake. I have a little beach and private dock with my boat there."

"That is a outstanding theme. But I didn't bring a bathing suit with me."

He smiled at her.

"Let me venture, you still have a bikini from mom,"as she grinned at him. She went into the closet and sure enough found a string Bikini that was in one of the pictures. It was a beautiful bloom pattern. A trivial weakened and out of day of the month, but she didn't charge. She put it in on and came out the bedroom, and James nearly fainted. Chelsea again looked like her mom from 30 years ago. They went down to the dock and got into his sauceboat. They took it for a spin around the lake and came back in an hour and docked it. They walked to the beach from the dock and went into the water for a swimming, then laid out towels so they could sunbathe and dry off.

After a while, James II reminisced in his mind about the times he spent on the beach with Chelsea's mom and he started developing a collapsible shelter in his bathing suit. He rolled over to face Chelsea, who had her eye closed as she sunbathed and whispered in her ear."This reminds me of days when we would happen a deserted beach and make love."

He suddenly pulled her two-piece bottomland down to her ankles and pulled up her bikini top over her breast."St. 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 downwardly and took off her bikini."I am not asking you I am telling you. Your mom did it in public many fourth dimension when I made her do it."She just wanted him to finish quickly and hopefully the neighbors wouldn't see."Get up on your men and knees."

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

Chelsea was worried that St. James the Apostle was flashing back that he was with her mother, not her, and felt a little envious. She was getting wet though thinking about how her mother had felt when he took her in a public place. She didn't have long to consider about it though, as she felt his knockout pecker suddenly spear into her kitty-cat. As he slapped against her butt over and over as he took her from rump, she didn't upkeep anymore about the neighbor.



He stopped and pulled out and she was puzzled. He moved around in straw man of her and told her to open her moth, which she did. She wanted to claim that splendid dick for hers to own."Chelsea you had one more orgasm than me. You owe me one."

She opened her oral cavity, but said,"don't cum in my mouth. I don't do that with guys."

"Chelsea, I thought we had an apprehension. Your mom would suck my putz and I would cum in her mouth at the end. She would open her mouthpiece to prove me my cum and then she would bury it and show me her mouthpiece again to prove she swallowed it."

Chelsea was broken now and would do anything to please King James, like her mom always did. She sucked his stopcock eagerly now, feeling competition with the memory of her mom. He soon came punishing in her sass and she swallowed every drop and licked her lips to show up 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 James was just using her to relive his retentivity of 30 years 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 fancy eating place. Of course, he had one of her mom's fancy dress in the closet, which was actually a classical that was still in style. They went out to the most wonderful restaurant overlooking the lake, which she had never been to before.

They spent time of day eating, drinking and talking about their lives. She told him about her letdown in human relationship, and he talked about his tardily married woman, but in the conversations lamented about not having tike, because his spermatozoan enumeration was too low. They thought of adopting but he was so busy with his businesses, and his of late wife had a busy job as a top attorney, so they never got around to it.

When they got domicile, she went to go lead the dress off, but he motioned her to come over to the sofa so they could watch a movie together."Saint James, this odd. You and my mom used to go to dinner then watch a movie in your dinner clothes ?"

"Yes, it was another rite we had. We would watch a cheesy romantic comedy movie and build fun of the dialogue and plot."He found a punch-drunk romcom on cable and put his arm around her articulatio humeri, and she felt so safe in his blazon as they watched it. A half an 60 minutes into the pic he slowly took down the strap of her dress over her shoulders and started feeling her boob and licking her nipples as she watched the screen.

"Chelsea, we would set off watching the movie but then realise 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 couch, which puzzled her. He pulled up the dress exposing her ass cheeks, since she wasn't wearing pantie. He pulled out a bottle of lubricant he had hid in his pouch and started putting his lubricator covered fingers inside her ass.

She knew where this was going."James, I told you I don't take turncock up the ass. I took the minuscule butt plug, but your peter is a lot thicker, and it will suffer. I don't tutelage what my mom did with you. What are you going to ass rape me if I say no ?"

"No, I am just going to take what you never gave to anyone else. Now please give yourself to me completely like a good girl."

She knew she couldn't resist him anymore and after he took down his frock pants to his genu, 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 II had an anal fixation, since he seemed to love spanking, using a butt 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 candy kiss at the end of the movie.

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

"James II, I've never done that in battlefront 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 breasts. She came right after him with the substantial orgasm yet. She wasn't competing with her mom anymore. If she had just met James II through friends, she would be doing the Saame matter as her mom did if he just asked her to. She now liked anal retentive sex and hoped she had pleased him as much as she knew he wanted to delight her.

After they finished, they held each early for a long meter and finally got up to go to bed. As they walked to the chamber he laughed and said,"the dry cleaner is going to inquire about these stain on our clothes."

When she woke up, she didn't see James I following to her and got scared. She found and bathrobe and looked around until she found him on the deck of cards overlooking the lake, with a full breakfast on the large dining elbow room table. He was wearing his red silk pajamas, which she loved the facial expression of. She was gear up for a great breakfast and a day at the lake again, when he said,"Chelsea, before we eat breakfast on the deck, we need to have an appetizer. He started taking off his pajamas and he said,"contract off the gown and lay on the table."

She knew she couldn't say no anymore and did what he asked. She didn't attention about the neighbor anymore. She didn't care 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 coldness, but she didn't care. He got on top of her and they didn't have sex ; they made love, in many different positions. They knew they had found something special and didn't want to let it go.

Chelsea moved in the next hebdomad, and she knew they only had three months until the end of the summer, when her 30th natal day would come on undertaking Day, and then she would make to leave for her new job 500 knot away. She didn't want to ingest a long-distance relationship, but also wanted a career.

They had a happy, passionate and bit of a kinky relationship, but one day Chelsea started getting upset, 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 retentiveness of your clip with her is all you have. You don't concern about me. I am just a clon of her !"

"Chelsea, that is not true. Maybe it was that way in the very lead off, but knowing you now, you are your own person, not a clone of your female parent. You may search like her, but you are unique and special 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. James had executive managing his various ship's company, so he only had to work component part time and told Chelsea about what each company was currently working on.

When Chelsea'thirtieth natal day came on Labor Day, they were both sad that they would soon have to region and weren't sure what would happen to their relationship. William James took her out to a dinner again at the restaurant they had enjoyed earlier in the summer, and when they returned they watched a cheesy romcom and made their own x rated translation while they watched it, and laughed while they were doing it.

Afterwards Epistle of 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 severalize you that you should know, although you might retrieve bad of me after I tell you."

"What is it ?"she asked worriedly.

"I was the one who paid your secret school tutelage all these years."

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

"I couldn't have a kid with your mother and wanted to be married to her and have one but couldn't do either. When I saw characterisation of you and get word about your life, I was worried that they would never deliver enough money for you to get a good breeding, because they would waste all their money, which they ended up doing. I held the tuition funds in trustfulness and paid the neb myself directly."

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

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

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

"Because I didn't want you to palpate obligated to me because of money and wanted you to sleep with 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 dear 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 litigate what you just told me."

"I was afraid that your parents would go broke even after I paid for your tuition, so I set up a cartel for you that you would be able to string 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 mad, but she never told me she was terminally ill. I knew she had probably built up debts you might demand to pay. I was going to have her William Tell you when you turned 30 but she passed before that.

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

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

"Chelsea, my companionship's general counsel could use some assist managing some of my business organization, and she could give you great training to be a lawyer. I wouldn't be giving you anything, the each year requital would just be equivalent to a securities industry rate salary for a lawyer who also has an MBA and some experience. You could stay here with me."

"James, I would love that more than anything."

"But there is one thing. We won't be able to deliver children of our own but could adopt one."

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

"Chelsea, what is it ? ``

"I'm pregnant. Your spermatozoan enumeration may be low but maybe I willed them to swim substantially because they really wanted to get to my egg. You're not the just one who won't take no for an answer. I want to have a family with you and spend our liveliness together.

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

"I don't feeling that way and your sperm cell 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 dedicate the orders 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 prospect from the other side and smiled that they had both gotten the second chance at love they both deserved. Her spirit laughed to herself that Chelsea and James had together created the most farfetched romcom a writer could ever woolgather up, patching together every cliché imaginable, except every scene was genuine. In a expert romcom, there is always conflict between the two, but the guy always gets the girl in the end. Sometimes in the bum end.

They looked at each other and he hoped they would give birth a bully even of furious sex. She slowly turned to him and said,"now wait here James, I have a exceptional delicacy for you, but you have to come together 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 affair you never did with her. You have to promise though you will do whatever I want."

"I promise Chelsea."

He waited patiently but nervously with his middle 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 other. Maybe Chelsea was going to evoke a trey ? He never did that with Chelsea's mom.

Chelsea came out of the sleeping accommodation and walked over to the couch and sat down. She said,"now open up your center and come over to me."

He opened his centre and saw her in the nightgown and walked over to her excitedly.

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

He didn't question her and just smiled and obediently got over her stifle and thought he knew what was coming next. As she softly spanked his bottom, he reached for her pussy, expecting something fond and wet. He felt something weird though. He looked over to her as she opened her wooden leg and pulled up her nightgown revealing what she had tucked down between her peg. 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 exit only, not an entrance."

"James, turnabout is bonnie play they say. And you can't say no, remember ?"She pulled out a bottle of lubricating substance she had hidden under the couch prat cushion and squirted some onto his now quivering asshole, and slowly stuck a fingerbreadth in.

"Chelsea, please no."

"Yes St. James the Apostle. Now tell me all the risque things you did to me these past month. By the way, have you ever heard of a womanhood milking a man's prostrate ?"

"Yes, Chelsea."

"I like that word yes. I am going to savour 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 finger's breadth out of his ass."Now get down on all fours James, like a effective doggie. Time to take your punishment."She got down behind him and he knew what was going to come next. It was going to be a farseeing night. Chelsea was in good order. She was not her mother. She was much kinky than her mother and had big plans for James sexually going forward. He might not like some of her ideas at initiative, but she knew they would never say no to each other.

Chelsea's mother's intent looked down on the scene with entertainment. Chelsea had created her own version of a romantic comedy. This one is where instead of the guy getting the female child in the end of the pic, the girlfriend gets the guy in the end. Sometimes in the rear end .