Tables Turned (Open for 1 female)

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Joshua Bishop's life had been turned upside down over the past couple of months, to be certain. It began with his father becoming very ill, and Josh having to return to his childhood home when things looked to be going downhill very quickly. His father was certainly no young man anymore, despite his efforts at keeping himself that way, including the bride he had taken for himself nearly a year ago. It was easy to tell what his father saw in the woman; she was a bona fide MILF, up to and including a sexy daughter who had just turned eighteen. Despite this, Joshua had seen her as a gold digger.

When his father finally passed away from the illness, it turned out that he'd had similar fears about his wife. Josh had not known about the prenup, which protected his father's assets from his new wife for five years, but it also turned out that the old man had also never added his bride to the will, which clearly surprised the hell out of her. This left 25 year old Josh as the sole inheritor of his property, including the business that he had made so successful and the large house that he had been sharing with his wife and her daughter from a previous marriage.

So, Josh quit his job, and let his lease lapse on his apartment, and had his things moved to the house he had just inherited, only after speaking to his lawyers, who were positive that his stepmother would have no case should she try to sue, due to the prenup. Since his father's passing, he had been allowing his stepmother to stay in the house, even in the master bedroom. His stepsister was out of the country, at a private college that his father had been paying for, so they had been alone together, and he had remained cordial toward her, despite his feelings about her. The time was coming, however, where she would need to make a decision about where she was going to go.

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Denise Bishop (Allen prior to marriage)
Age: 38
Height: 5'6
Weight: 120 lbs
Measurements: 36F-29-38

Denise did not necessarily know if she had loved her late husband. He was kind and sweet in addition to paying for her daughter's traveling. She stayed immensely loyal to him despite the fact that he was practically impotent and was hurt by his death. Despite of her pain, it seemed that what hurt her most was the fact that he had not trusted her enough to put her in his will. Denise had helped his sick ass do everything during their marriage but was not going to rewarded like she had hoped. Everything had went to his only son, Joshua who was quite like a very young version of her husband. She didn't know what she was going to do about it but Denise was not going to let him kick her out of her own house.

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Josh returned home from the business where his father had made his fortune after a day of meetings with the top executives there that had actually gone fairly well. They were relieved that he was not going to be taking too strong a hand in things, at least at first. He had a background in running businesses himself, so he would be able to let them run things and just be able to check certain things to make sure everyone was doing what they needed to do. Things that wouldn't take a lot of time, and much of it could be done from home, which is what his father had apparently been doing for quite some time before his passing.

As he stepped into the large house, he wondered whether his stepmother Denise was home or not. There was a talk that he needed to have with her, and he didn't want to put it off any longer. It had been a month since the funeral, and he needed to find out what she planned to do. He did not plan on letting her stay with him indefinitely, not unless she had a really good reason. Walking around the house somewhat at random, he looked for her, humming softly.

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Denise was working out in the gym area of the house. Her large breasts bounced on her chest as she jogged on the treadmill. No matter how many sports bras she wore, they still moved. Sweat dripped down her tan skin as she had been running for almost 45 minutes. Denise was used to working out as she used it to pass the time while taking care of her late husband. With a now empty house, she did it even more.

Her iPod playing loudly, she didn't hear Joshua entering the house nor him humming as he walked outside in the hall.

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Even if she didn't hear him, Josh heard Denise jogging on the treadmill when he got close to the gym. He paused at the doorway, unable to keep from admiring the way her breasts bounced, even in a sports bra. She was smoking hot, he had to admit, but easily the best part of her body were those tits. Shaking his head slightly, he forced himself to remember why he was there. Walking further in, he waited until she saw him, then made a motion with his hands for her to take off her headphones, saying loudly, "I wanted to talk to you about something."

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Denise shook nervously as she took out her headphones, turned off the treadmill and stepped off. She grabbed a nearby towel and began to brush the sweat off her tan, toned body. She didn't want her stepson to view her as weak so she met his eyes when he spoke.

"What is it that you would like to talk about?" she asked in reply. Before he had time to answer, she motioned her hands towards the door. "Do you think we would be more comfortable downstairs in the dining room?"

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He kept his eyes on her as she toweled herself off, admiring her smooth, tanned skin. "We can talk in the dining room if you'd like," Josh told her, not particularly caring where the conversation took place. If she would be more comfortable downstairs, though, he was willing to take the walk. Walking over toward the door that led out into the hallway, he opened it for her, and waited for her to pass through before following.

Once in the dining room, he waited for her to sit before doing so himself, sitting directly across the table from her. Looking her in the eye, his own blue eyes shining in the light, he began, "Look, I know things have been rough on you, but I was wondering if you had given any thought to where you are going to be living." He had done his best to give her time to look for a place, or do whatever she needed, but, to him, it seemed she had no intention of ever leaving.

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She sat down on the opposite end of the table as him and crossed her legs. Her left foot dangled close to the ground as she took a drink of bottled water. Licking her lips of the excess water, she was rather unsurprised by his question. She was rather expecting it.

"Joshua, you know that your late father loved me dearly and would want me taken care of." She leaned forward looking into his eyes. "I firmly believed he wanted me to stay here. I hope you think the same."

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Joshua could not help but grin when she leaned forward, so sure of herself. She was a pleasure to look upon, but he was not willing to keep her around simply as eye candy. "I'm sure he did," he told his stepmother, sounding unconvinced, "But I'm not him. I'm going to want to date at some point, and bringing women home with you living here will be difficult. There is no way they are going to buy that you are just living here." That part of his reasoning was simple truth; no woman would ever believe that she was living there without sleeping with him, not with the money he now had and her looks. "Beyond that," he went on, after giving his first point time to sink in, "I won't want any interference should I decide to make changes to the house. It is mine now, after all, to do with as I please."

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Staring deep into his eyes, she wouldn't allow the pain rushing through her insides to be seen. Even though she knew this was going to happen it still hit her lick a punch in her breadbasket. Denise stretched her head from side to side before speaking.

"Joshua, I completely understand that this is your house, I really do. But it's mine too. I have lived her for a long time now." She paused for a moment before continuing to speak. "I'm sure we can reach some sort of agreement. You haven't lived here, you would have to have been living somewhere, why make the change? It would be extremely kind of you."

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"Well, Denise," he began to respond, using her first name the same way he had since meeting her, "I may have been gone the past couple of years, but I did grow up here, so of course I am going to move back now that it is mine." As usual, she seemed ice cold, unaffected by what he was telling her. "I will humor you, though. What sort of 'arrangement' did you have in mind?" he finally asked her, wondering what may have passed through her mind, and whether it would be worth considering. She was not stupid, after all.

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"Well Joshua, I think I have some middle ground." She shifted her weight slightly in the chair. "Why can't a guest house be built on the property and me live there. Until then we can share the house and I won't interfere in your affairs." Denise felt quite smug with coming up with such a good idea. "I'm sure you are a ladies man and I will not bother anybody you bring to this house." After she finished speaking, she smiled brightly to Josh.

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"Well, first, I don't think you quite understand what your presence here would do if I bring home any women," Joshua responded, his eyes wandering over her for a few moments before going on, clearly enjoying what he saw, "No disrespect, but they are not going to believe that a woman as hot as you lives here and nothing goes on between us. It would be different if dad were still around, but he's not."

"Second, who is going to support you? My dad married you, I didn't, and I can't bring myself to just pay your way through life just because of that slight connection, Denise," he told her as politely as he could. It wouldn't do, after all, to tell her that he thought she was a gold digger who had been with his dad for his money.

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Denise knew exactly what Joshua meant. He thought she had married his father for his money and nothing else, which wasn't true. But it wasn't exactly false either. The late Mr. Bishop's attractiveness was defiantly elevated by the fact that he was extremely rich. Once again feeling like she had been punched in the stomach, she stretched her neck before she spoke.

"Your father loved me dearly, Joshua. It would be a disservice to him if you throw me out onto the streets. I'm sure if you go through with my idea, I'll make it worth it. I'm sure we can figure out some way for me to pay my way."

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Joshua could almost see the wheels spinning in her mind, trying to think of a way to convince him to allow her to continue living there at his expense indefinitely. He was not about to do so, however, out of the goodness of his heart. "I'm not going to make a decision based on vague promises, Denise," he finally responded, his eyes fixed on hers, "But I'm not going to throw you out right this second, either. Give it some thought, and you can let me know what you come up with in a couple of days." It was more than fair, he thought, and perhaps better than she deserved, but while he might be cold at times, he was not a complete bastard.

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Denise let a slight smile creep onto her face. It wasn't what she wanted but she wasn't going to be homeless either.

"I appreciate that Joshua. But I hope you continue to think about it over the next couple of days also," she tried in vain not to sound condescending. "I'm sure I can help with the business that is now under your complete control. I'm not a dumb woman. I know you can find a place for me somewhere."

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"I don't think you are dumb, Denise, but I have the business well in hand, after the meetings today," he told her, giving her as grateful a smile as he could muster, before rising from his seat. "Unless you've thought of something, I'm going to go soak in the hot tub. I'm going to be going to dinner tonight with an old friend of mine, so I won't be home for dinner," Joshua informed her, so that she didn't have to worry about including him in any dinner plans she might be making. Walking out of the room, he wondered what she was going to come up with next; it was clear she did not want to move out, but for the moment it seemed he was holding all the cards.

After stopping in the room he had been using since coming back to change into swim trunks, he grabbed a towel and headed out onto the patio, where the hot tub sat. Turning it on, he slowly lowered himself into the hot water, finally able to relax a bit. Closing his eyes, he didn't quite fall asleep, but was drifting in and out of it.

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Denise was almost to the point of tears when Joshua got up and left the table. Her head was spinning as she walked back to the master bedroom. She sat down on the large wooden framed bed and laid back, her blonde hair cascading onto the comforter. A few thuds reverberated through the room as she slid her tennis shoes off. As she began to undress, anger overcame her and she through her clothes into different parts of the room. Crashes could be heard throughout the house as her sports bra clipped a rather expensive lamp causing it to crash to the ground. Denise then slipped into the shower letting the warm water cascade down her tan skin. At this point her emotions could not be held back any longer and tears flowed down her face along with the water.

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He thought he heard some noise coming faintly from upstairs, but Josh was certain his stepmother was not in a good mood after their talk. Not wanting to interrupt whatever rage she might be in, he remained in the tub, letting the hot water soak his stress away. Only when things seemed to quiet down did he get up out of the hot tub and dry off a bit. He had no idea she was in the shower as he made his way upstairs, and knocked on the door to the master bedroom, his bare, well-defined chest still slightly wet and glistening as he called out, "Everything alright in there, Denise? I thought I heard some noises a few minutes ago."

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Denise could barely hear the knock on the door but heard some mumbling speech through the torrent of water from the shower head.

"I'm in the shower," she called out, trying to settle her voice. Of all the things she couldn't do know, the main one was not letting Joshua know how much it hurt her that she might have to leave her lap of luxury.

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He heard her faintly, and was able to make out the word 'shower', so he turned and walked back downstairs. The thought of her in the shower, with water running down her naked body, caused a twinge in his cock. That was one way she might be able to convince him to let her stay, he thought, not that she seemed likely to make that offer. In any case, he returned to the hot tub, and let his thoughts dwell on that fantasy. It was enough that soon there was a sizable bulge in his trunks, and the hot water swirling around him certainly didn't help get his mind off of that track.

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The noise disappeared so Denise could only assume that Josh went back downstairs to relax in his hot tub. After several more minutes in the shower, Denise was able to get out without crying. She dried her body and put on a bathing suit. A full back, boyshort style bottom with a traditional triangle cut top all covered with little pictures of cherries. The top was large enough to cover her large breasts but still small enough for a small portion of them to pop out of the bottom. Denise then put on a t-shirt and a pair of cut-off jean shorts. She slipped on some flip-flops and walked down to the hot tub. She hadn't wanted to come off as a money grubbing slut but if that kept her in the house, thats what she would have to do.

"I don't want to bother you," she said as she walked closer to the hot tube where Josh was lounging. "But I though I would sit out and we can just talk. Would that be ok?"