1. SOUND ADVICE--Part 3


    Date: 9/22/2015, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Consensual Sex, Oral Sex, Romance, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 95.6, Source: sexstories.com

    “Thanks for trying to shield me, Mike, but I’m glad I know the truth. I’ve had a few dating opportunities, but I turned them down out of respect for Paul’s memory. That’ll never happen again—neither losing the opportunities nor respecting his memory. I wonder what I should do about that money.” “Since you found it in your house it should be yours, but I think you should pay taxes on it. If anyone asks you can tell them the truth—it’s money your husband earned, but apparently did not pay taxes on. You found it in his effects and a check of your returns indicated that it hadn’t been declared.” “You’re a genius, Mike!” “Hardly; I recall that you were our class valedictorian.” “Yeah…a lot of good that did me; I wound up with that loser Paul. Well, at least I’m getting a second chance now and I don’t plan on wasting any more time. Thanks so much. You’re a lucky woman, Sheila. Hold on to this one; he’s a keeper.” “Thanks, Amy…I already knew that.” Amy hugged me then turned to leave. Sheila spoke again once Amy was gone. “I thought you handled that extremely well.” “No…she was the one who did the handling. Amy wasn’t just valedictorian, she was a certified genius. She went to Princeton on a full scholarship. I think I heard she majored in math.” “Wow! I guess you were right; she had it all figured out—just needed you to confirm the details.” I wasn’t listening. I had something more important to do. Holding Sheila as tightly as I had our first time together I kissed her tenderly then ...
    whispered, “I love you, Mom.” She kissed me again and we returned to work. CHAPTER 8 We moved into the Grissom home a month later, having our old place professionally cleaned once it was empty, but first I convinced Sheila that we needed a new bedroom set. This would be “our” home. We both wanted to leave Gail as far behind us as humanly possible. Eventually, we’d replace everything right down to the plates, tableware, and even the pots and pans. First on our list was the place where we spent the majority of our most intimate moments. We had a couple of furniture stores in our area, but…. Yeah, that’s right—their selection just sucked. The stuff—all of it—was cheap and looked it. We took an entire weekend in mid-October to travel to our nearest city where the prices would be somewhat higher, but we hoped to find some things with both better styling and quality. We were in a big showroom Saturday morning when Sheila backed into my hand. I excused myself thinking it was my fault. It happened again a little later, but when it happened a third time I opened my hand and rubbed it up and down her sweet butt. “It’s about time you took notice.” “I noticed; I always notice. I just didn’t want to embarrass you. See that guy over there. He’s practically drooling watching my hand on your ass.” “You’ll have something else there later if you play your cards right.” She backed up a bit further to cup my package with her hand--the one that couldn’t be seen. “Ooh, I see you’re in much better ...
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