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Please Don’t Go

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I had always had a strained relationship with my father, for some reason we just never really got on. Mum and my sister were great. We always had a laugh and enjoyed one another’s company, things came to a head when I was 21 and sadly still living at home.

We always sat down as a family for Sunday dinner and this particular Sunday was no exception, what started it all off was Dad’s announcement that his brother, our uncle was coming to visit. It was more than a visit. He was going to be staying for a few weeks.

My Dad stopped talking to his brother years before when he discovered that he and his wife were serious swingers. I was too young to understand at the time but I heard several rumours as I grew older. My aunt according to the rumours was some kind of slut who enjoyed getting gang banged whenever she could, my uncle encouraged this and he was usually a participant as well.

I wasn’t bothered about them being swingers. What really bothered me was there were rumours of my uncle and some underage girls. One of the rumours suggested that one of the girls was my own cousin, although this was never proven. So back to what happened.

“Robert, your sister will be moving into your bedroom in a couple of days, she will be there for a few weeks.” Dad explained.

“Lynn will be sharing with you whilst your aunt and uncle are staying with us.”

“What? Sorry, say that again.”

“I said your aunt and uncle will be staying with us!” Dad snapped back at me.

“The same aunt and uncle you haven’t spoken to for years? The same uncle who from what I have heard likes underage girls?”

“That was a wild accusation without any proof.” Dad said, staring at me.

“There’s no smoke without fire,” I replied.

“You two are sharing whether you like it or not,” Dad said as he leaned forward pointing at me and my sister trying to show some authority.

“Under normal circumstances I wouldn’t worry about sharing a room with Lynn even though she’s 15 and I’m 21, but if you think I am sharing to accommodate that pervert and his wife then you are mistaken Dad.”

“While you are under my roof you’ll do as I say,” Dad yelled.

“Problem solved. Sorry Mum, I’m not hungry all of a sudden,” I said as I pushed my plate away. “I’ll make it easy for you then and move out.”

Upstairs I packed my clothes and some other personal stuff. Lynn was in her room so I carried my stereo system and music collection to her. Lynn’s door was open so I walked in and told her the stereo and stuff was hers. Lynn looked at me and burst into tears, I hugged her until she calmed down then asked her to come downstairs with me.

“Look at Lynn, this is all your fault Dad. Look how upset she is.”

“I’ve made my decision and that’s final!” Dad said without so much as looking at us, I could tell Mum had been crying as well.

I moved in front of my father and stared straight at him.

“If that sick bastard or his slut of a wife so much as touches Lynn or Mum I’ll kill him and throw her whore arse out the door, this is on you as well Dad and trust me you won’t get off scot free either!”

When I packed my stuff into my van I turned to say goodbye to Lynn and Mum.

“Please don’t go,” Mum begged.

“Both of you have my number so call if you need me.”

“Where will you go Robert?”

“I don’t know Mum but I am not going to be here while they are, in fact I am never coming back here. Sorry but Dad has gone too far this time, putting you two at risk.”

I looked in the mirror as I drove away and saw Lynn and Mum hugging each other. I am a self-employed carpenter so I stayed reasonably close for a while. After a few months and no reports of any trouble from home, I started working further away. One night my mobile phone got stolen and I cursed the thief as it meant getting a new number. I tried to remember Mum and Lynn’s numbers without any luck. I called home to ask Mum for the numbers Dad answered so I hung up. I didn’t want to clash with my Dad or his brother so I stayed away from the house. I started taking work wherever it was available.

Over the last twelve years I have worked all over the country and I was in Manchester finishing a job when the agent called me, he explained he had a job in the East London/Essex area. I took the job and he promised to forward the details over later that day, when I checked the job was in my hometown.

I nearly called and said to forget it but then I thought it might give me a chance to see Mum and Lynn again, on Sunday I left the bed and breakfast that had been niğde escort home for the last three months and headed south. I had already arranged to stay in a bed and breakfast about ten miles from where I used to live, being seen at work was one thing but didn’t want anyone to know where I was staying, for now.

A few days later after work I drove around and parked down the street from the old house, there were two cars on the drive and a light on in the lounge. A young woman walked out and I realised it was my sister. When I left Lynn was a skinny teenager with dirty blonde hair, now she had brown hair and a great figure. I reckoned her tits to be 34 or 36, she had a cute arse and long legs. Christ, she had grown up.

I was just about to start my van up and Mum left the house, she hadn’t changed that much. She was still short and slim, her hair had a touch of grey. I guess being away for twelve years does that. Mum got in the other car and drove off, I spotted the house lights were off and wondered where the old man was.

Two days later on the site we all had to leave as they unearthed and old wartime bomb, I took the opportunity to go back to the old house. It didn’t look like anyone was home and no cars were parked on the drive, not wanting to spend the day watching an empty house. I returned to my bed and breakfast to shower and get changed into clean clothes before returning later that day.

I returned to the old house later in the afternoon and parked just down the road, far enough away not to be seen but close enough to see who came and went. After about an hour Lynn arrived home so I went to talk to her.

“Lynn?” I called her name.

“Yeah.” Lynn turned around and then stopped suddenly.

“Robert is that you?” I smiled. “It is you,” Lynn squealed as she dropped her bag and car keys running towards me.

Lynn jumped at me and wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist.

“Careful Lynn,” I exclaimed. My little sister wasn’t so little anymore.

“I didn’t think we would ever see you again!”! She sobbed as she hugged me tightly. We stayed like that for a few minutes until Lynn spoke.

“Come inside Robert, I’ll put the kettle on for some tea.”

I looked and shook my head. “Come inside I’ll explain everything,” Lynn reassured me.

“So how’s Mum doing?”

“Mum’s fine. She will be really pleased to see you Robert.”

“When is she due home? I don’t want to stay too long.” I said, making a you know why look at Lynn.

“Sit down Robert. You couldn’t have known, but it’s just me and Mum now. Dad passed away three years ago.”

“Oh shit! What happened?” I asked

“Look, wait until Mum gets home and we can both tell you then.”

Just then Mum stepped in the front door, kicked off her shoes and took off her coat, Lynn and I smiled at each other.

“Hello Mum,” I said, holding my arms out to her.

“Robert. You’re back, oh my god!” Mum cried as she hugged me. Now Mum was only about 5′ 4″ but she held me so tight I could hardly breathe.

For the next few hours we caught up with what the other had been doing, Mum told me Dad had a massive row with his brother then suffered a heart attack and died instantly. She said that the rumour I heard about him and underage girls turned out to be true, they stayed at the house for three weeks and then left. Some years later your uncle was arrested and Dad went to see him in prison, it was after the last visit that he had the heart attack. Mum said she didn’t know what was said between them, but they thought that my uncle finally confessed to Dad.

Mum also said that after I stormed out Dad did all he could to erase any memory of me, Mum and Lynn looked at each other and smiled then Lynn said she had some news.

“I’m getting married next month,” she said smiling and waving her hand in front of my face showing off her engagement ring.

“Who’s the lucky bloke?”

“Greg Bayforth. I think you knew his brother Cliff?”

“Yeah I remember Cliff. Greg was mad keen on golf if I recall.” I replied.

“Yeah and he still is,” Lynn sighed then laughed. “Cliff is in Australia now, he got divorced and moved there afterwards. Greg is hoping he will come back for the wedding.”

“I suppose I had better start on dinner.” Mum announced.

“Forget dinner Mum. Let’s go out, my treat.” I offered.

During the meal I told Mum where I was working and staying, she insisted I move back home and after some discussion I agreed.

“You can have my room once I move out,” Lynn added.

“I have a favour to ask you, Robert.” Lynn said quietly. “Will you give me away on the wedding day?”

“I’d niksar escort be honoured, Lynn. No problem.”

That night I went back to the bed and breakfast for the last time, the following day after work I moved back home. Greg called round to see Lynn and we spent ages catching up, I jokingly wished him luck marrying my sister adding he would need it. We both laughed as Lynn made a pouty face then slapped our arms.

“Ow! Ow! Wounded and injured,” I cried as Mum told us both to stop teasing Lynn.

I don’t think any of us got to bed early that night but it was great to be home again. I felt a slight tinge of sadness for my Dad, but I accepted it and moved on as we didn’t get along well. Most evenings the three of us sat around talking, Mum always sat close to me. I didn’t mind. although sometimes I did think Mum was a bit too close.

In no time at all the wedding was approaching and I had to get fitted for the correct sized suit, things were manic for the next week or so. On the day, Lynn looked absolutely stunning and this caused a few tears from Mum.

“If Greg runs out on you I’ll marry you Lynn,” I joked.

“If we could legally be married I would have tracked you down years ago,” Lynn replied as Mum giggled.

We both laughed at Mum as she stood there looking at us, I didn’t say anymore, but honestly if I could have married Lynn I would have.

I was so proud when I walked her down the aisle, and jealous that Greg was there waiting for her. I hadn’t been to many weddings over the years and I was glad when all the photographs were done with, by now I was hungry and wanted to eat. As I had taken Dad’s place, it fell on me to make a speech after the dinner was finished. When I stood up I saw a look in Mum’s eyes I hadn’t seen before.

Not being a big drinker I paced myself throughout the evening, the last thing I wanted to do was spoil Lynn’s day by getting drunk and making a fool of myself. Mum grabbed me for a dance and hugged me as the slow music blasted out.

“You okay Mum?” I asked as we swayed with the music.

Mum nodded. “I’m fine. Lynn’s happy and I have you back home.” There was no mention of Dad which surprised me.

Lynn and Greg left the reception for their honeymoon. At the end of the night everyone else drifted off home, or to wherever they were staying.

“May I be allowed to escort you home?” I said to Mum offering my arm to her.

Mum smiled. “I don’t know if I should.”

“I promise to behave myself,” I replied, smiling at Mum.

“Oh well in that case no. I’ll find someone else.” Mum laughed as she took my arm.

“That was a great day but I have got to get out of this suit,” I said as I closed the front door behind me.

“Oh I like you dressed in that,” Mum pouted. “Okay Mum,” I sighed. “As it’s you I’ll stay in it for now.”

After we had a cup of tea Mum said she was going to bed, I locked up the house and followed her upstairs.

Mum turned towards her bedroom. “Robert, can you unfasten this clasp for me please?”

I stepped over and unfasten the clasp on Mum’s dress, it opened easily and Mum turned to thank me.

“You look so handsome in that suit Robert.”

I blushed. “Yeah well I had to make an effort for Lynn.”

Mum stepped forward and hugged me. “I’m so glad you came back, please don’t go again.”

“I’m not planning on going anywhere Mum.” I assured her as she let go and walked into her room. “You don’t have to worry.” I called out.

I kicked off my shoes and started to undress, I was wearing just my trousers when Mum walked into my room. I turned and she stood there in just her lace bra and panties with tears in her eyes.

“Are you okay Mum?” Mum nodded and then hugged me tightly. I know it had been an emotional day but this was strange even for Mum.

“Hold me Robert.” I stood and hugged Mum.

“Am I still attractive Robert? Please be honest,” Mum whispered.

“You’re beautiful Mum, you always have been. Why are you asking me this?”

“I’m sorry Robert. I know I should have stood up to your father that day you left, I felt so bad when you drove away. I’m sorry for everything.” Mum sobbed.

I lifted Mum’s chin and looked at her tear stained face. “It’s in the past Mum, best to leave it there.”

Mum hugged me and ground herself against my crotch, standing there hugging Mum like that I started to get aroused. I knew it was wrong as she was my Mum but she was an attractive woman all the same.

“Kiss me Robert.” Mum said as she rubbed against my cock through my trousers.

“Are you sure Mum? Are you really sure?”

“Yes I want this. I’ve waited nilüfer escort a long time for us to be like we are now. You always were a fine young man, more of a man than your father ever was. Your father told me years ago he didn’t love me anymore, he only stayed to avoid a divorce.”

“You have?” I asked smirking at the comment about Dad

Mum nodded and smiled. “Yes I have. Now kiss me and take me to bed.”

I leaned forward and kissed Mum on the lips, I felt her tongue push into my mouth as she grabbed my head kissing me deeply.

Mum squealed as I lifted her up and carried her back to her bedroom, I watched her take off her bra and panties. Her tiny boobs had no sag at all and her stomach was flat, it was hard to believe I was looking at the naked body of a 53yr old mother of two adult children.

Mum noticed me staring at her pussy with its trimmed pubic hair. “I keep it trimmed because of my swimming costume. Your sister did it for me the first time as I was nervous.”

“Now there’s an image I’ll happily take to my grave!” I replied as I removed my trousers and briefs.

Mum placed her hand on my chest when I joined her on the bed.

“Robert, this isn’t a fast one and run. I want us to make love, nice and slowly.”

“Of course Mum,” I nodded

“Please call me Paula.”

I looked at Mum and saw the love in her eyes. “Your beautiful Paula.”

We kissed and touched each other, neither of us were in a rush and Mum gasped as I kissed down towards her chest.

She pushed my mouth into her breast. “Oh, suck my nipple.” Mum gasped.

Mum’s hands stroked my head and her fingers twisted in my hair as I kissed her tummy, she groaned as my mouth edged closer to her pussy.

When my tongue worked up and down her slit, Mum hissed and she felt the first waves of orgasm washing over her. She pulled my head into her pussy, yelling “I’m starting to cum, lick me Robert.” I licked Mum’s clit as fast as I could and she screamed “Robert I’m cumming! I’m cumming!!”

Mum lay there panting as she recovered from her orgasm. “Oh good god it’s been years since I have felt like this.”

I crawled up the bed and kissed Mum, she didn’t care that my mouth and chin were covered in her cum. Propped up on my elbows I slowly slid my cock inside Mum, her pussy felt like a warm velvet glove sliding over my cock. We had a nice slow steady rhythm going as my cock slid in and out of Mum, we kissed and panted with Mum making the occasional “Ooh” sound.

I felt Mum hold on tighter as she neared her orgasm. “Almost there. Almost there my love.” Mum gasped.

I sped up a bit knowing I would cum any minute.

“Oooooh Robert! I’m cumming! Fuck mmeeeeeeeeeeeeee!”

I roared out a loud yes as I came filling Mum with semen, Mum’s legs wrapped around me as I came. When Mum relaxed her legs I crawled off and lay beside her, she huddled into me with her head on my chest.

Drawing a circle around my nipple with her finger Mum whispered “Robert, I love you!”

“I love you too Paula,” I replied as I pulled the covers over us. I looked at Mum and she was asleep, a contented smile on her face.

After that night I stayed with Mum and we pretty much lived as a couple, it was about six months later I got home from work one day and Lynn was talking to Mum. She smiled as I walked indoors and told me to sit down.

“I have some good news for you Robert, you’re going to be an uncle!”

I was stunned and just smiled before getting up and hugging Lynn. I was pleased for her and Greg. Mum excused herself to go to the bathroom.

“So how long have you and Mum been fucking?” Lynn asked.

“What? What are you talking about Lynn?”

“Don’t bullshit me Robert! I know when a woman is getting good sex and getting it regularly, now as Mum told me she doesn’t go out much that only leaves you.”

“Only leaves Robert what?” Mum asked as she walked back into the room.

“I know about you and Robert.” Lynn blurted out and Mum gasped, raising her hand to her mouth.

Lynn suddenly burst out laughing and looked at both Mum and me. “Don’t worry I am not going to tell anyone or disown you, I’m happy for you Mum. You need to be treated right and I know Robert will always look after you. If he doesn’t I’ll tear his balls off and feed them to someone’s dog!”

Lynn hugged Mum and smiled. “You are so lucky.” Mum was still shocked and stayed silent.

Lynn gave birth to a healthy baby boy. They decided on the name George, Greg was over the moon at having a son. Two years later Lynn gave birth to their daughter. Millie was as gorgeous as her Mum.

True to her word Lynn never told a soul, Mum and I remained lovers until she developed cancer and sadly passed away aged 58. I cried so much that night and even now I still shed a tear when I think of her. I was with Mum at the end, I held her hand as she slipped away. I remember my last words to her before she died, “Please don’t go.”

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