The Man of the House Ch 03

The week was relatively quiet. None of us really spoke much, Ashley would occasionally send me a nude or something to be funny, but it didnt amount to anything. I kept my usual routine, but I had notice my mom didnt really keep too much to hers and spent more time away than usual. I figured she was a little unsure and needed time to process what happened. So I decided I’d give her some time and see what would happen.

Wednesday morning we ran into each other in the kitchen when I came back from my run. Mom was standing in the kitchen, she turned to walk out just as I walked in. She turned when she heard the door close, smiled and winked at me before heading into the first floor master bedroom. In that moment, all of Sunday night came rushing through my body. I could feel my cock immediately throb at the thought of being inside Rachel, filling her with my cock and draining myself in her. I knew she was still capable of getting pregnant and the risk of it was a bigger turn on (though she had long since had her tubes tied, I couldn’t help but wonder). I thought about following her but I had an early meeting and decided I needed to head into the office instead.

How I became the Man of the House (Ch 02)

Having gotten out of our shower, Ashley grabbed her clothes and walked to her room, changing and heading back down. I put on some basketball shorts and a t shirt and decided this was going to be quite the interesting evening. Now not that I am an advocate of utilizing chemicals to deal with certain situations, but in this moment I felt it was fair to have a few edibles my buddy had sent me. Knowing the military would frown on it, but I was willing to risk it, I did and then I headed down stairs.

I got down to my mom and Ashley standing at the island in the kitchen. Ashley’s face smiling, Rachel hiding in somewhat embarrassment. I decided I wasn’t going to say anything just yet, so I sat at the bar. Rachel faced away from me and would not turn around to look at me, she would go out of her way to avoid me, when I looked at Ashley, she had a smug grim on her face and I could tell she had said something. A few more awkward minutes went by, I could now feel the edibles kicking in and my body begin to relax.

How I became the Man of the House (Pt 1)

So there I was, 23 and standing proud in my uniform at my officer induction ceremony. I had just joined the army national guard as a young officer after graduating college. In the stands were my mom and my aunt. I call them that, because I don’t know what else to call them and thats what they have always wanted me to call them.

Im Jay, Im 6’2, athletic build, black hair, brown eyes, lightly tan skin. I was adopted when I was younger by Rachel. I don’t think it was a real legal adoption with paperwork and all that, but she took me in when I was younger and raised me to be the man I am now. She taught me how to make my bed, cook, clean, do laundry, and how to survive. She took care of me when I was sick and showed me the only love I’ve ever really known. With her was my “aunt” Ashley. I know she and Rachel are not related, but they are best friends and lived together long before I was in the picture. I know Rachel and Ashley have shared boyfriends in the past, but they were not lovers as far as I could tell.

The Milf Next Door Pt. 2

Sorry for the delay, but here is Pt2.

I had finally moved into the neighborhood, Jessica was very excited that I was literally a few houses down from her. She kept telling me how much she enjoyed the night we had in my hotel room. I told her I couldn’t wait to do it again with her. Sadly my house didn’t have a pool, but hers did.

Throughout the move, she had sent me plenty of nudes and would send me pics of her at work to have fun too. She worked near my office and we would meet for lunch occasionally to chat and flirt, and one day she decided we needed to have some fun. We met at the food court in the mall, she was wearing jeans and a button up blouse. Her blouse barely contained her cleavage as this woman was very well endowed with her Double D’s. We made some small talk about work and she looked at me and said “I want something else today” so I responded with “Sure, where do you want to go, what are you craving?”

Meeting the MILF nextdoor.

A few years ago I started working for a private firm. I traveled to their corporate HQ for a week and they were very impressed with my work, so much so that they asked me to move to their corporate HQ. I decided to spend a week at the hotel near corporate to use the weekend to go house hunting. Like all single guys I decided to get on tinder and browse around. I swiped right and made a few matches, but one stuck out more than the others. She was a gorgeous older woman, with an amazing body and it said she was only a mile away. Her name was Jessica. She was 15 years older than me, a lawyer, had two kids, recently divorced and was very intelligent. We began to chat more and more through the week and exchanged numbers.