1. Like Pieces of a Jigsaw Puzzle--Part 3


    Date: 10/14/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Death, Domination/submission, Romance, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 80, Source: sexstories.com

    light where I was welcomed by my parents and grandparents. Looking down I could see that I was young again and healthy. I knew that Heaven was supposed to be enjoyable, but without Henry I felt lonely and incomplete. Henry followed my directions for the wake and funeral just as he had followed my orders every day of his adult life. I was buried in the same plot as my parents with a headstone for two—a headstone with room for Henry when he joined me. As an attorney I had prepared my will with the utmost care. My million dollar life insurance policy went to Henry. I had created trusts for each of my daughters--$5,000,000 to each, the total to be turned over to them when they turned thirty. Henry received the rest—more than thirty million dollars. He received a million dollars from the life insurance policy the firm had on each of its partners. Three months after my passing he sold the firm for another twenty million dollars. Once Grandpa and Daddy had passed I became the sole owner. Had I known what he was going to do with it I would have retired earlier. He gave virtually all of it to charity beginning with the Garden City School District and then he went back to work. Not even a single administrator recalled him from his teaching days so he took a position as a substitute teacher. Soon he was working every day and when one of the young women took a maternity leave Henry was asked to fill in. That led to a full-time position, one he held until he turned seventy. Then the ...
    Board of Education tried to force him out until an attorney from my firm went to bat for him. I had asked him to keep an eye out for Henry and he did, winning my eternal gratitude. The Board backed down immediately after being threatened with a multimillion dollar suit for age discrimination. Henry was supported by more than two hundred former students. He stayed on the job until the end of the year right after turning eighty-five. When asked why he had decided to retire he commented only that, “I know I’m going to die soon. I couldn’t ask my students to deal with that if I passed during the school year.” It was so typical of my Henry—always thinking of the children he loved. There was a huge party for his retirement with many of his former students and their spouses in attendance. The Superintendent of Schools and the Mayor spoke and presented Henry with plaques. I laughed as I looked on from above. I knew that Henry would have preferred the money be spent on the kids. Henry must have known something because he joined me in Heaven less than four months later on September 30th. He was right; the students would have been devastated. We looked on together, hand in hand, as many of the older students, even those who hadn’t been in his class cried like babies when told. There were hundreds at his wake and funeral. Other than my family only a dozen co-workers had attended mine. I knew then who’d had the better life and I resolved that our eternity together would be nothing less than ...
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