Chelsea Rollington was puzzled by her recently deceased Mother's pecuniary resource. Growing up it seemed that her father was often involved with business investing that went bad, and also liked to hazard at the casino and the racetrack. Although her parents had wealthy parents, the phratry wealth had foresightful since diminished, and money was often soused in the household. Her parents had also mysteriously sold their house in a prestigious lake community of interests two age earlier. They had dearly loved the nursing home, which they had lived in for decade, but suddenly told her they wanted to downsize to a small apartment nearby. Unfortunately, shortly after they sold the house, her Father of the Church passed away from a substance attack.

What puzzled her was that even though her parent's finances were shaky, they always seemed to have the money to charge her to esteemed individual schooltime. She had earned a unmarried man's degree, an MBA and now just completed her law point, all from Ivy league universities, along with experience in prestigious management consulting companies in between her degrees. She asked her mother a few meter over the years how they could afford her schooling, when they often had worry paying their other beak, but her mother was evasive. Chelsea thought that maybe her grandparents had set up a reliance for her education, but her female parent said they hadn't.

Chelsea had her own flat near the university campus. Her female parent had cancer and passed shortly before her graduation from law school. As the executor of the estate of the realm, she was curious about what assets and debts her mother's acres had. When the lawyer read the will, she was shocked to find out that her mother had no income except her social security, as she had only kept things going financially the go two age by borrowing money, and also had debt for medical circular. Chelsea had actually co-signed for some of the debt, which she thought was just her helping her mother out with abruptly condition cash flow issues. 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 destiny of her mother's debts that she was personally liable for, as she had no money of her own.

When she went through her mother's personal document, she found a letter from her mother addressed to her. The letter told her that if she ever needed help after her mother passed, she should contact James River Peterson. The missive said that he lived in the very large house that was across the lake from Chelsea's family dwelling. Chelsea had always admired this house, which was modern in design and had several levels built into the side of the hill rising up from the lake. Along with the varsity letter were several picture show of her mother with James, including a moving picture of her mother reclining on a couch in a beautiful knee length risque nightgown.

It all made sense now. Her female parent had told her report of a secret man that she went to college with. The man came from a propertyless family and attended the college on a scholarship. She was madly in love with him and they had a passionate love affair. But her grandparents were against her mother dating James, as they felt he wasn't commodity enough for him and wouldn't be able to financially sustain her. Instead her female parent met her Fatherhood through mutual home ally. While he had the right-hand pedigree and her mother got along with him well, you could tell there was no heat in their relationship.

Chelsea was a stunningly beautiful charwoman, 5'-8"tall, with auburn hair and unripened oculus, and a slender yet athletic fig. She had several boyfriends over the years, but she hadn't yet met a man that would commit her tenderness racing and would be the only one for her. Men also tended to focus on her feeling, not her intelligence, 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 mother's apartment. Chelsea's new job was several states away, so she was staying with a supporter for the summer and had just vacated her flat too.

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

"Yes, who is this calling ?"

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

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

"Yes, she passed hold up month from genus Cancer and I am the executor of her estate. In her papers I found a letter telling me you live in the beautiful house across the lake from our family. Well it was our place, but mom and dad sold it about two long time ago."

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

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

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

She was concerned about what his intentions were."I would like to come meet you, but delight don't get the wrong musical theme. I don't even know you and not surely what you are expecting of me."

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

"I am so deplorable to hear that and I'm sorry I misunderstood. I would love to run into 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 years trying to test them amiss about me and ended up becoming quite comfortable financially, owning several fellowship. As you know, your father came from a wealthy crime syndicate, but he lost it all over the years. Your grandparents eventually realized who was the full man, but by then your mom and I both had married so we didn't want to disclose up our relationships, as our mates were secure 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 in a hotel in Ithiel Town after meeting with him. As she was nearing the family, a sudden wakeless thunderstorm rolled through and it became very difficult to see. Lightning hit a nearby tree, and it fell across the road in front man of her and she couldn't stop in clock time. Her car hit the corner trunk, and everything went black.

When she awoke, she was in the star sign laying on a cast and looked up to see James looking down at her with a worried look."Chelsea, are you okay ?"

"Yes, I'm O.K.. How a great deal harm did I do to my car ?"

"fountainhead let's put it this way. You are in much practiced shape then your car. The roads are blocked, and it will take until Monday 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 room. You might require to go ask a nap while I make dinner for us."

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

"Well she did make for out the best in me. It is ripe to finally see you in person. You look exactly like your mother did at your age."

Chelsea was puzzled by that commentary. How did she know anything about her if her mother was not in inter-group communication with him for the last 30 years ? How would he know what her female parent looked like at 29 if they stopped dating when they 19 ? Although he was nearing 50, he was very good looking, with Robert Brown hair with spot of grey and piercing risque eyes that just looked flop through you.

After Chelsea woke up from her nap, she saw that James had made an betimes dinner for them. Over dinner and all eve, they talked about their animation 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 II and her sire, and she wondered if James IV was actually her father.

"James, can I ask you a dubiousness that you might not require to resolve ?"

"Sure, what is it ?"

"Are you my father ?"

"No Chelsea. After your mother got pregnant, we both wondered who the beginner was, but a exam showed it wasn't me. Any father would be felicitous for you to be their daughter though. You obviously have turned out to be a very established woman and your mother was very gallant of you."

"James, how do you be intimate that ? You didn't have contact with my female parent after you two broke up."

"well actually we did. Each yr on your birthday, she would send me motion picture of you and update me about your family, and I would do the like about my life story. We never told our mates or you about us being in physical contact, because they might not understand and get jealous."

She now looked at this stranger and she was so envious that her mom got to be his girlfriend and could have been his wife. He was confident without being cocky and smart without being pretentious. Although he was 20 years elder than her and very mysterious, she was growing stir with the way he seemed like he was looking at her, although she thought maybe it was just her imagination.

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

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

Chelsea blushed a slight."That was a little too much 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 easy with each other. Our human relationship was both intellectually and very physically passionate. We just couldn't keep our hands off each other. We were a little kinky too after a while,"he smiled slyly as he spoke.

"She would cabbage out of her house to see me when my parents were out and would keep some dress over at my parent's sign. I actually kept them after she left me as a anamnesis of her but hid them from my wife. They are in the closet of the invitee room. I even have the grim nightgown in this picture."

"Really, that is crazy. I would love to try on the night-robe if that is okay with you. I am the same sizing my mother was."She didn't know what possessed her to ask to wear very aphrodisiacal lingerie that her mother wore, in forepart of this tot stranger. But her heart was racing, and she wanted this man to want her like he wanted her mother.

"Chelsea, I would love that, if you feel well-situated. But I can't warrant that this old guy will be capable to control himself if I get flashbacks of your mom,"he laughed.

"James, you are not that old and reckon even younger than you are. I might like if you can't ascendance yourself and you seduce me like one of those cheesy romantic comedy picture show 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 press door and saw the nightgown, along with some dresses, as well as shorts 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 scanty and put on the gown and looked in the full-length mirror and smiled. A thrill went through her, as if her tardy mother's soul had entered her consistency 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 solid life. She opened the threshold and walked out in the nightgown and stood in strawman of him. While she was changing her clothes, he had also changed into red silk pajamas.

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

"You didn't fake 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 certainly 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 idea was lost now in whatever was going on, which felt like she was channeling her female parent from the former side.

"okey. We had a ritual at night before bed. She would come out of the bedroom in that gown and reach down under it and take off her panties. She would lie across my genu on the put and tell me the naughty matter she did that day."

Chelsea just nodded her head and reached under the nightgown and pulled down her G-string panties and took them off and let them drop to the floor. James IV walked over to the lounge and sat down. He put up his hand and motioned her to add up over to him. She obediently laid across his lap.

"Chelsea, distinguish me what you did naughty today so you can get your punishment."He started rubbing her tail on the stuff of the gown in a handbill motion.

"I went over to a strangers house and decided I wanted him to have me, even though he dated my mother. Only a risque missy would do that."

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

She became abashed 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 time. He started spanking her again, but the spanks got harder and harder and her ass got red. rip started welling up in her eyes, but her pussy also starting to get soak wet and she started grinding against his fork and could feel his surd erection through his pajamas. She could recite he was not wearing underclothes. She wanted so bad for him to form her cum but was too embarrassed 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 grave that itchiness you must have."He started rubbing her clit in circular question while he still slowly spanked her. She could feel her orgasm growing. He stopped spanking her though while he kept fingering her and wet a finger on the other deal. 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 finger's breadth in there."

"wellspring you are going to feel this digit inside it now. call up the news ‘ no'does not exist anymore. He slowly inserted it and she didn't feel any pain sensation. Just a Wyrd sensation. He moved it around inside her in a circular motion, like he was doing on her clit with her other hand. She couldn't take it anymore and started shuddering as the climax overtook her consistence. James II felt her asshole declaration in pulsing as she came.

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

"She would get down on her knees and rip my pants down and suck my penis."Chelsea wordlessly got off his lap and got on her human knee and pulled his drawers down to his ankle, as his soaked expectant dick sprang to care. It was supra average size, but very blanket. She just looked at it for a moment and plunk down on it with her open sassing, like a robot at his command. She didn't even bother to tease him. She just put it down her pharynx as far as she could until she started choking on it and bobbed back and forth on it. This quondam man could certainly still get it up like he was a teenager again, but she didn't want him to cum in her mouth. She wanted it inside her.

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

"She would straddle 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 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 birth control that day.

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

"It's okay Chelsea, I'm not able-bodied to give children. I can cum in you."

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

After a piece he became soft but kept his pecker in her and held her besotted as they kissed each other lovingly, as his fluids leaked out of her."Wow, St. James the Apostle, that was quite a load you put in me,"she grinned.

"I haven't had sex since my wife passed and that was unconvincing. It felt like it did with your mom all those years ago."Chelsea smiled and felt like her female parent 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 lip. I would consume never been able to go a 2d one shot and get the honor of being indoors you."She smiled at him and walked with him hand and deal into his bedroom. That was the prissy affair any man had ever said to her. She didn't even put her panties on again, as she was hoping he would learn her again.

They spooned together in bed as she fell into a deep sleep. But as sunup broke, she felt a strange feeling between her ramification, like she was dreaming of having sex with King James I the Night before. She opened her eyes and saw King James I between her legs greedily lapping at her puss and clitoris. She smiled at him and said,"was this a tradition between you two also ?"

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

"That sounds like a gravid wake up call."He got up on his hand and knees and turned around and straddled her so she could suck his cock while he pleasured her with his tongue. She sucked on it and eventually stopped and started licking his chunk while she jerked on his intemperate member.

"Chelsea it is time for the main course."He rolled her over on her back and told her to pull her knees up to her chest, which she did. He reached into the draw and pulled out a small rear end plug and a feeding bottle of lube.

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

"Relax Chelsea. Your mom liked to sense very full phase of the moon 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 inside of her tight trap and opened her up with his fingers, then slowly inserted the butt fire hydrant. She winced a little but then got used to the size of it of it. She put her legs down and he entered her in one swift apparent motion. Her mom was right, it felt very unknown, but felt wonderful 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 pleasure. She wrapped her leg around his waist and grabbed his ass cheeks to extract him into her deeper and deeper. She wanted to feel 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 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 foresighted shower together, rinsing off all the sweat and cum from their assignation. This wasn't like one of those porn narration though, where the guy can come up 5 times consecutively. James always needed time to recover before he could get hard again, even when he was younger. They had breakfast and then Chelsea said,"what are our plans today ?"

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

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

He smiled at her.

"Let me think, 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 flowered radiation diagram. A fiddling faded and out of appointment, but she didn't care. She put it in on and came out the bedchamber, and James IV nearly fainted. Chelsea again looked like her mom from 30 years ago. They went down to the dock and got into his boat. They took it for a twirl 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 swim, then laid out towels so they could sunbathe and dry off.

After a patch, James reminisced in his mind about the multiplication he spent on the beach with Chelsea's mom and he started developing a tent in his washup case. He rolled over to present Chelsea, who had her eyes closed as she sunbathed and whispered in her ear."This reminds me of days when we would receive a desert beach and construct love."

He suddenly pulled her bikini bottoms down to her ankles and pulled up her bikini top over her titty."Saint James the Apostle, no. individual 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 gloomy and took off her two-piece."I am not asking you I am telling you. Your mom did it in world many meter when I made her do it."She just wanted him to finish quickly and hopefully the neighbors 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 breasts which were hanging down and she started getting aroused."I don't care if anyone sees us. I want everyone to see that we belong together."

Chelsea was worried that James was flashing back that he was with her female parent, not her, and felt a slight green-eyed. She was getting wet though thinking about how her mother had felt when he took her in a world piazza. She didn't have long to think about it though, as she felt his hard tool suddenly spear into her pussy. As he slapped against her stern over and over as he took her from behind, she didn't precaution anymore about the neighbor.



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

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

"Chelsea, I thought we had an understanding. Your mom would absorb my turncock and I would cum in her mouth at the end. She would open her mouth to prove me my cum and then she would accept it and show up me her sassing 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 cock eagerly now, feeling competition with the memory of her mom. He soon came hard in her mouth and she swallowed every drop and licked her lips to depict 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 St. James was just using her to relive his memories of 30 years ago. But she felt compelled to just do what he wanted. They went back to the mansion and he told her they were going to go out to dinner at a fancy restaurant. Of course, he had one of her mom's fantasy dresses in the closet, which was actually a definitive that was still in expressive style. They went out to the most wonderful restaurant overlooking the lake, which she had never been to before.

They spent minute eating, drinking and talking about their lives. She told him about her dashing hopes in family relationship, and he talked about his late wife, but in the conversations lamented about not having children, because his spermatozoon reckoning was too low. They thought of adopting but he was so busy with his businesses, and his late wife had a busy job as a top lawyer, so they never got around to it.

When they got home, she went to go choose the dress off, but he motioned her to issue forth over to the couch so they could watch a picture show together."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 check a cheesy romanticist clowning picture show and take a shit fun of the dialogue and plot."He found a cockamamy romcom on transmission line and put his arm around her shoulder, and she felt so safe in his arms as they watched it. A half an hour into the movie he slowly took down the strap of her dress over her shoulders and started feeling her breasts and licking her nipples as she watched the screen.

"Chelsea, we would get down watching the movie 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 buttock, since she wasn't wearing panties. He pulled out a bottle of lube he had hid in his pocket and started putting his lubricating substance covered finger inside her ass.

She knew where this was going."James, I told you I don't take turncock up the ass. I took the small butt wad, but your dick is a great deal thicker, and it will hurt. I don't care 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 near 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 River had an anal infantile fixation, since he seemed to love spanking, using a butt chew with vaginal sex, and having anal sex. She bounced up and down on him while they watched the cheesy motion picture, where the guy barely gets a kiss at the end of the movie.

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

"James, I've never done that in front of a man. It's embarrassing."She caught herself though before he could react, telling her she had to do it. She started playing with her clit furiously as he came deep into her gut while he massaged her breasts. She came right after him with the strongest climax yet. She wasn't competing with her mom anymore. If she had just met James through friends, she would be doing the same affair 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 yearn time and finally got up to go to bed. As they walked to the bedroom he laughed and said,"the dry cleaner is going to wonder about these stains on our clothes."

When she woke up, she didn't see James next 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 large dining room mesa. He was wearing his red silk pj's, which she loved the look of. She was ready for a corking breakfast and a day at the lake again, when he said,"Chelsea, before we eat breakfast on the deck of cards, we need to accept an appetizer. He started taking off his pajama and he said,"take off the robe and lay on the table."

She knew she couldn't say no anymore and did what he asked. She didn't care about the neighbour anymore. She didn't care about her mom anymore. She just wanted him whenever and wherever he wanted her. She took off the gown and sat on the tabular array, following to her breakfast, which was now getting common cold, but she didn't care. He got on top of her and they didn't have sex ; they made love, in many unlike positions. They knew they had found something special and didn't want to let it go.

Chelsea moved in the adjacent week, and she knew they only had three months until the end of the summer, when her 30th natal day would issue forth on Labor Day, and then she would possess 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 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 computer storage of her, but your memories of your fourth dimension with her is all you have. You don't upkeep about me. I am just a clone of her !"

"Chelsea, that is not rightful. Maybe it was that way in the very beginning, but knowing you now, you are your own person, not a clone of your female parent. You may count 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 executives managing his various companies, so he only had to ferment function time and told Chelsea about what each ship's company was currently working on.

When Chelsea'30th birthday came on labor Day, they were both sad that they would soon have to part and weren't sure what would pass off to their relationship. 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 version while they watched it, and laughed while they were doing it.

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

"Chelsea, I have something to say you that you should screw, although you might think bad of me after I tell you."

"What is it ?"she asked worriedly.

"I was the one who paid your individual school tuition 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 moving picture of you and get word about your life, I was worried that they would never have enough money for you to get a well education, because they would waste all their money, which they ended up doing. I held the tutorship funds in trust and paid the poster myself directly."

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

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

"James IV, why didn't tell 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 honey with you either way, but now you know my dearest is honest and not about what I didn't even know you did for me. I want to make my own way on the globe, 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 see 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 to draw on once you turned 30 years old."

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



"When I saw through the impression and electronic mail from your mom what you had accomplished, I knew you might call for 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 instruction and showed her the total of money in the trust and was astonished. It was enough that she would never accept to work, but she didn't want that.

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

"Chelsea, my company's cosmopolitan counseling could use some assistant managing some of my businesses, and she could hand you great training to be a lawyer. I wouldn't be giving you anything, the yearly payments would just be equivalent to a marketplace rate salary for a attorney 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 affair. We won't be able-bodied to have tike of our own but could adopt one."

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

"Chelsea, what is it ? ``

"I'm pregnant. Your sperm cell numeration may be low but maybe I willed them to swim better because they really wanted to get to my egg. You're not the exclusively one who won't take no for an solvent. I want to suffer a family with you and spend our lives together.

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

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

"You are a baffling negotiator, 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 instant chance at love they both deserved. Her sprightliness laughed to herself that Chelsea and Jesse James had together created the most farfetched romcom a writer could ever dream up, patching together every cliché imaginable, except every view was dependable. In a good romcom, there is always conflict between the two, but the guy always gets the girl in the end. Sometimes in the rear end.

They looked at each other and he hoped they would have a great even of wild sex. She slowly turned to him and said,"now wait here James, I have a extra treat for you, but you have to close your eyes while I put my mom's nightgown on. Go put on your pyjama too. Mom told me about everything you guys did, and there is one matter 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 centre closed. He tried to commend 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 hint a triad ? He never did that with Chelsea's mom.

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

He opened his eyes 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 interrogative 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 lovesome and wet. He felt something uncanny though. He looked over to her as she opened her legs and pulled up her nightgown revealing what she had tucked down between her pegleg. 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, reversal is comely play they say. And you can't say no, think back ?"She pulled out a bottle of lubricating substance she had hidden under the couch posterior cushion and squirted some onto his now quivering asshole, and slowly stuck a finger in.

"Chelsea, please no."

"Yes St. James the Apostle. Now distinguish me all the gamey things you did to me these past calendar month. By the way, have you ever find out of a woman milking a man's prostrate ?"

"Yes, Chelsea."

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

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

James winced as Chelsea pulled her finger out of his ass."Now get down on all fours Epistle of James, like a secure doggy. Time to withdraw your punishment."She got down behind him and he knew what was going to come next. It was going to be a farsighted night. Chelsea was right. She was not her mother. She was much kinkier than her mother and had big plans for James sexually going forward. He might not wish some of her thought at first off, but she knew they would never say no to each other.

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