wickedpen
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** Looking for multiple writers for the daughters and their husbands, and to see where this leads. I have sketched out some characters and usually do one on one RP so will have to figure multiple players out. Please don't post before PMing me with your ideas **
It's been a tough couple years. First my sugar daddy husband gets prostate cancer, he's sixty five so whatever, I should have known. He's cancer free but hard on free too. Mark is not the kind of man willing to go down for the team either so that leaves me to my vibe and my imagination. This was OK, I mean we have a comfortable life with friends and his daughters and their families. I am Jill, just turned forty last week and spend most of my time vaping weed and watch tv, when I am not working out. Then the lock down started. We left for the lake house just before they cancelled all travel.
The lake is beautiful and I normally spend all summer out here. The house is big with four bedrooms and a finished basement, large stone fireplace and a wrap around deck over looking a secluded cove hidden in a dense forest ten miles from the nearest store. Mark while he works at his investment firm and comes out on the weekends but now he is here twenty four seven and not even able to get it up. Kinda harshing my mello, if you know what i mean.
He is sixty five and his daughters are Angela 38, Abigail (Abby) 35 and Lauren 30. He had them with his ex who he divorced a few months before he asked me out in the bank where he does a lot of business. I was an account executive and after a meeting about funding a new start up he asked me to coffee. That was fifteen years ago, when I was 25, just out of my MBA program, Mark was 50. Yes I am 2 years older than his oldest daughter, so what? He is nice to me and I never have to work again.
So, it's been three months and three months and people are able to travel again. Abby, her husband Mike 37 and their kid, Jessy a ten year old girl, are all coming to stay a week with us. Angela is the bitch, so thank god it is not her. I had initially been annoyed they were coming, as Mark dotes on Jessy ridiculously, but then I began to think about it, stoned in the bath, and some company might be fun, even if it includes the kid.
It was almost eleven on a Friday night when their giant SUV pulled into the gravel drive leading to the house.
It's been a tough couple years. First my sugar daddy husband gets prostate cancer, he's sixty five so whatever, I should have known. He's cancer free but hard on free too. Mark is not the kind of man willing to go down for the team either so that leaves me to my vibe and my imagination. This was OK, I mean we have a comfortable life with friends and his daughters and their families. I am Jill, just turned forty last week and spend most of my time vaping weed and watch tv, when I am not working out. Then the lock down started. We left for the lake house just before they cancelled all travel.
The lake is beautiful and I normally spend all summer out here. The house is big with four bedrooms and a finished basement, large stone fireplace and a wrap around deck over looking a secluded cove hidden in a dense forest ten miles from the nearest store. Mark while he works at his investment firm and comes out on the weekends but now he is here twenty four seven and not even able to get it up. Kinda harshing my mello, if you know what i mean.
He is sixty five and his daughters are Angela 38, Abigail (Abby) 35 and Lauren 30. He had them with his ex who he divorced a few months before he asked me out in the bank where he does a lot of business. I was an account executive and after a meeting about funding a new start up he asked me to coffee. That was fifteen years ago, when I was 25, just out of my MBA program, Mark was 50. Yes I am 2 years older than his oldest daughter, so what? He is nice to me and I never have to work again.
So, it's been three months and three months and people are able to travel again. Abby, her husband Mike 37 and their kid, Jessy a ten year old girl, are all coming to stay a week with us. Angela is the bitch, so thank god it is not her. I had initially been annoyed they were coming, as Mark dotes on Jessy ridiculously, but then I began to think about it, stoned in the bath, and some company might be fun, even if it includes the kid.
It was almost eleven on a Friday night when their giant SUV pulled into the gravel drive leading to the house.
