1. Melissa Gets More Surprises


    Date: 10/11/2015, Categories: Taboo, Author: Rheged6, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    I’m going to tell you a story little Mel, but not quite like the ones that Daddy used to tell you when you were little. We might cry a bit sweetheart, but that’s OK.” “I loved Jimmy with every bit of my being and we had the most marvellous sex life. We had an even more marvellous daughter and we named her Melissa. She was our treasure and our hope, but we always kept our passion for each other.” I still remember the times Granny and Grandad Jones walked you down to the shop for sweets. It took thirty five minutes in total, and we could have a very nice quickie in that time. Mum always used to grin at me when you all got back. Never in our lives together was there anyone else for either of us, sexually. The thought of the lifestyle that Robert and I have now, would never have entered our minds.” “Then that moron, Alistair Mainwaring, thought he could drink five pints then drive home while using his mobile phone. He killed our lovely man, and that’s where the story begins. That’s when we became sisters Mel; we looked out for each other, even though you were only eight, at the time. We loved each other with a bitter spice that most mothers and daughters are spared, but that added something rich to us as well. It means we can sit here drinking wine, eating pizza in T shirts and knickers. In a few minutes we will be giggling and talking. Our lovely, lovely man left us with a legacy of love that means we can do this.” “Mummy,” cried Melissa falling into Sarah’s arms. For several ...
    minutes they hugged and sobbed. They sobbed, until with tears running down her cheeks Melissa pulled away laughing. “So, the grief ridden widow became a sex driven tigress, seeking men that she might devour,” cried Melissa. “Certainly not,” said Sarah, “all that came later, and it was Granny Jones and Granny Palmer that started it.” “What?” shrieked Melissa. “Listen! Mel my precious. You were going to a birthday party and I had sprained my wrist, so Granny Jones said she would drive. We dropped you off and then went to visit Granny Palmer. It soon became clear they had planned a conversation with me. It was two years after Daddy had died. I was helpless. They had me between them with a cup of tea and a cheese scone, there was no escape.” Melissa was laughing at the vision. “But it was so loving my darling, so caring for us both. Granny Palmer held my hand and looked me in the face. “Sarah, you lost your husband and I lost a wonderful son, and Melly lost her Daddy. You have to move on,” she said. “You need a new companion, a new lover, a new mate.” “I’m fine,” I said. “Melly and me are both fine.” “You are devoting yourself to Melly, darling, and it’s wonderful, but you have your own needs too. Melly will go to college, or move away sometime. She may get married and leave you. But something worse might happen.” “What do you mean?” I asked. “What would be worse, darling, is that she might not do any of those things. She may not, because she wants to care for you darling, and so ...
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