The funeral

[intriguess]

The funeral was this afternoon and here Maggie was standing in the bathroom waiting, I prayed the stick was blue. I started crying, it was pink. I thought it was stress at first, when my husband had gotten ill and my period was late. Now here I was a widow, a pregnant widow. Six weeks pregnant to be exact and I had to pull it together for the funeral this afternoon.

It had started out innocently enough, I was a language student and he placed an ad for a traveling companion. A young traveling companion. I wanted to travel and after meeting Arnold I agreed. He was 65, I was 23, he was polite, respectful, and addressed all my fears. He offered to pay for all my traveling expenses, pay for my food and put me up in an separate hotel room.

We talked back and forth and after a week I decided to agree. We travelled all over, staying at beautiful resorts, eating at exquisite restaurants, attending concerts, museums, plays, and the most amazing side trips.

It was six months later when he proposed, I was stunned. Arnold had adult children and two ex-wives. I had never even considered that he wanted more from our friendship.

"Why?" I asked stunned as I stared at the most gorgeous purple diamond ring. I had known he had money but we never discussed much of our pasts as that would led to talking about our age difference.

"I don't want to spend any day without you." He went on logically, that one room was cheaper than two, that he missed having a warm body to sleep with, and that I was an ideal travel companion and partner.

It took me about week to accept and then we kissed for the first time. There were no fireworks but I had no illusions of passion. He was an amazing dancer, brilliant conversationalist, and had never laid a hand on me. A few times I saw him looking at me wistfully, but I always figured it was the desire to be young again.

We had a quiet little wedding in Rome and our honeymoon was in a out of the way villa he had rented for a month. I admit I was a bit nervous, I was far from sexually experienced, but I did enjoy sex and it was one thing we had not discussed. I entered the bedroom wearing a simple rose colored silk nightgown. He was lying on the bed and smiling.

"I was not sure you would..." his voice drifted off. It was then he told me that he was still fully functional and wanted to make sure I was aware of that. He also mentioned that he wouldn't care if I did get pregnant. I told him then that I had a condition that made it difficult for me to get pregnant. He smiled and asked if I wanted to use protection as he had bought some along just in case. I shook my head and said I wanted to feel him skin against skin. I had never had sex without a condom and it was a small pleasure to allow him to be the first to be inside me without protection.

It had broken the ice and I had slipped off my nightgown and crawled into bed. It was nice, nothing earthshattering, but nice, simple, comforting. He had held me all night, and in the morning had leisurely awoken me with his tongue.

Arnold was a tender lover and when he had gotten ill six months later, their sex life had suffered. They had intercourse about once a week, but enjoyed other sexual activities on other nights. Eventually he grew too tired for much more than once a week. I cared for him and simple accepted that things would not be the same. After all there was more to sex than a hard warm throbbing cock.

Evidently Arnold had seen that she wanted more than he could give, and on our first anniversary he had taken her to a swanky underground nightclub in Europe and whispered that I could have any man or woman in the room. I had shivered and hesitated, only at his encouragement had I taken the hint. I had gone out onto the dance floor and found a young woman who appealed to me. I brought her back to the hotel room and had the most intense night of sex ever.

Arnold had held me all night afterwards and told me how much he enjoyed it and hoped I would continue to explore my sexual needs. The next morning he had pleasured me in ways he must have picked up from last night. It was the most intense sex we'd had EVER. I had blushed about him asking me to do it again, but about once a week we would end up at one swanky club or another and I would end up with some anonymous woman for the night.

On our second anniversary, he sent me a note to meet him in a hotel room in the city. I had found a young man who looked like a model in the hotel room. I had been stunned, but he reassured me that Arnold had sent him and showed me a note from him along with a package of about a zillion condoms.

I had read the note, and after crying and being soothed by the young man, I allowed myself to be seduced. He was very tender and a far more experienced lover than I would have guessed as he looked barely 20. When I returned to the appartment Arnold and I made love as I told him all about the experience.

Now here I was, 25 widowed and pregnant. The funeral loomed ahead of me and I cried the whole morning, through the funeral and all afternoon at the reception and into evening as people stopped by at their small apartment in New York.

I had never met Arnold and now faced with his family, former co workers, and such I was stunned and in shock. I got a lot of dirty looks from his family, leers from co workers, and sympathy from more people than expected.

OOC

Maggie is 25, fairly attractive, speaks a lot of languages, and inherited an tidy amount from Arnold. She had short soft silky black hair that frames her pale face. She is petite, slender, almost a dancer's body except for her breasts. They suited her frame but were larger than any dancers. She has dark brown eyes and a silky voice.

sorry if I got carried away but I wanted to set the tone. how it continues depends on her next lover, male or female, perhaps one of Arnold's children. Or merely someone who finds out she's pregnant and is turned on by it.

 

[Wass_Boss]

OOC-
Tyler:
Arnold's third son. He is 27 and a bit of a black sheep since he was born to the woman who had broken up Arnold's first marriage. Tyler is a successful bookstore owner in London, though he is american. He is 6'2" 180lbs, tall and lean. He has blonde hair and blue eyes and wears glasses.

IC- Tyler knocked softly on the door of the bathroom.
"Maggie is everything alright?" Tyler hated the funeral. He had loved his father and missed him dearly, it was his half-siblings that made him angry. They had each one kept sending sideways glances towards the executor of his father's will. Tyler didn't give a crap about the will, he had enough money and wasn't worried. He had watched Maggie closely though. He was glad that she had not mirrored the actions of his half-siblings. Tyler had also chastised himself several times, he had caught himself staring at Maggie more than once. She was so beautiful even during her time of distress.
"Maggie I'm coming in ok."

OOC- I hope you find this to your liking
Tyler slowly eased the door open.

 

[Wass_Boss]

sorry my ooc statement sliced my ic statement

 

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Maggie

She had held it together for the reading of the will, and once in her home she was assaulted by relatives. She finally got away to have a moment to cry to herself, when there was knocking on the door. Maggie thought, "I'm never going to get a moments peace."
She was debating selling the small home they had together. Everywhere she looked she saw him and their time together. She finally heard the voice at the door and was so chocked up she couldn't even answer.

She was unsure of whether to tell his family about her condition, after all the child may or may not be Arnolds. Considering how careful she'd been with the young man she prayed that it was Arnold's. She looked up, and saw him, she drew a blank on his name. They had never really talked about family, other than he went for visits for holidays and such, but he was always home for New years, their anniversary and his and her birthday. She had noticed the cards he got but hadn't really made the connection to him actually having children, heck the thought of him having children that were older than her, she thought he even had a grandchild close to her age.

It all blurred together, through the tears as she looked up at him.

 

[Wass_Boss]

Tyler saw the question mark on her face and filled in the blank.

"It's Tyler. Sorry, I think i might know you a little better than you know me. I didn't get together with Dad often but when I did you were all he talked about."

Tyler saw how that upset her and apologised, saying he knew she was upset and he didn't want to do any harm.

'God she is beautiful,' Tyler thought. 'No this isn't the time for those types of thoughts.'

Tyler had only seen pictures of her that his dad had shown him, and he was stunned by how much more beautiful she looked in person. Whenever he and his father had gotten together (which was infrequent at best) they were usually alone, since his half-siblings had never accepted Tyler. He and his father had shared a special bond, they both loved thier books and travel. His father had really opened up to him about Maggie, saying time and again how Tyler would like her. The memories of him and his father sharing those moments was starting to choke Tyler up a bit. Tyler bit his bottom lip and almost out of reflex grabbed Maggie in a gentle hug.

"I miss him so much," he whispered to no one.

After a few moments of just holding each other Tyler took Maggie by the shoulders and held her at arms length. He leaned in and kissed her on the forehead, looking down for a second a wave of awkward feelings washed over him. Tyler had become so instantly intimate with a woman he had just met today. The awkwardness only got worse when he saw the pregnancy test in her hand.

Tyler met her eyes, he didn't know what pink meant, but her eyes told him.

'God, she must feel even worse than I do. And right now I feel like a selfish asshole," Tyler thought.

"Do you want to get out of here?"

 

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Maggie

"No, I could really use a shoulder to cry on." She was a bit embarassed at staring at the stick but she kept willing it to change color. Tyler didn't look much like his father, then again he had forty years to age. Maggie leaned against him and let it all out, that she should have been more careful in the end days, and that she had no idea what she would do now.

She hadn't acquired any job skills, except being able to fluently speak quite a few languages, and knowing a lot of hot spots in Europe, Asia, African, and South America.

They had stayed out of the states for the most part, mostly to avoid his family and the past. She loved Europe and decided she would probably relocate there. She didn't realize she was not speaking English as she babbled on. That was when she realized he hadn't asked if he should go but if she wanted to get to out of here.

 

[Wass_Boss]

She was speaking in what sounded like Italian. Tyler couldn't believe how distraught she was, he just held her tighter. Tyler didn't ask about the pregnancy test either, he figured it was his father's. His dad had been a virile man still to the end of his life, but he had jokingly hinted at some wild times he had with Maggie. He wasn't there to judge though, at the moment she had asked for a shoulder to cry on and he would provide that for her. Tyler opened his mouth to say something then hesitated. 'Don't do it you fool,' he thought, but the feeling of holding Maggie in his arms got the better of him.

"You know for the next couple of weeks Arnold's children will be swarming the house trying to hash out things they don't like in the will," Tyler said quickly. "Maybe you should just lock up the place and come to visit me in London. Arnold always said how you liked Europe, besides it will give you a chance to recoup and make any other decisions you need to make," Tyler ended the statement by closing her hand around the pregnancy test she held loosely.

Tyler held her gaze, hoping she would say yes. "My plane leaves at 10pm tonite. I could help you pack then we could swing by my hotel and I could pick up my stuff. We might be able to get on an earlier flight or we could wait for my scheduled flight. Maggie, it just seems like this is not the best environment for you right now. All of Arnold's squabbling kids and..." Tyler stopped short and glanced down at the pregnancy test. "What do you say?"

 

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Maggie

She knew the stress wouldn't be good for the pregnancy, and while they had travelled Europe, they had never gone to London. Arnold had said he loved to hear her speaking other languages and so they had avoided English speaking countries. She didn't really want to deal with arguing family members either.

"I'll need to call the lawyer," she whispered softly wiping away the tears. She thought about what she would pack, heck she already had a bag packed for visiting Arnold in the hospital. It was just an overnight bag, anything else she needed she would buy. After all her body was going to change so she might as well start her new wardrobe now.

"I'm not going to take much, just what I need for now." She stood up and was debating what to do with the test. She had a sneaky suspicion that Arnold's exes or his sisters had been looking through the trash cans for receipts, statements, anything they could use against her. Luckily Arnold had insisted on a maid while they were at the New York apartment and she had cleaned the place yesterday to prepare for today. Maggie had all receipts and statements locked up anyway. Arnold had insisted on paying for a lot but he kept it neatly filed away so that when the lawyers talked about where the money was Maggie knew exactly what they were talking about.

"Let me clean up and get everyone out of the place and I'll meet you at your hotel. Where are you staying again?"

 

[Wass_Boss]

"I am staying at the Hilton," Tyler told her. "Here is my room key, I'm in 407."

Tyler smiled at Maggie glad that she had accepted his invitation. He then leaned in a gave her a peck on the lips. It was nothing very sensual, but it did catch even him off guard. He had not expected himself to do that, and it was obvious by the way he froze after he had given Maggie the kiss.

Then in a rush to leave the confined space, Tyler was afraid she would slap him or say she had decided not to visit. He waited until she had concealed the pregnancy test from plain view and then opened the door. The other children were still milling about the house, some gave him dirty looks. Tyler had recieved a parcel of land Arnold had owned in Italy. On it was a small country villa. The rest of the land had been given to the local village, another testament to the kind of man his father had been. Tyler said goodbye to Stella, one of his half-siblings who had been nice to him in the past, and then headed out.

It was chilly outside, and Tyler flipped up the collar on his black suit. His breath came out in great gray plumes of mist, his excitement could be seen in how heavy he was breathing. But, Tyler didn't quite know in which way he was excited. He made up his mind and decided that he was excited to have the company of a young beautiful woman, who was in need of a friend... or more.

Tyler hailed a cab and headed back to his hotel. Once in his room he slowly packed his bags, trying to keep himself busy. Picking up the phone, Tyler punched in the number for the airline he was flying with to get another seat on the flight for Maggie. To his dismay he learned that his flight had been cancelled due to mechanical problems with the jet. He had a choice take a flight much earlier, or wait for one the next day.

Tyler estimated how much time it would take Maggie to get to the hotel and then for them to get to the airport. If he was right it would be tight but they could make it. Then again, it would be a rush and he didn't want to put Maggie through that. 'No, you are not going to make her decisions for her. She may be having a rough time, but she is strong enough to get through this,' Tyler said to himself. He told the operator to hold two first class seats on both flights, but that he was going to wait to see what his companion had to say.

Tyler sat down after giving the operator the proper information, and waited for Maggie.

 

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Maggie

She pulled it together and set out to face the relatives. She feigned being tired and as she hadn't slept much while in hospital. While this brought a couple of stares, several knew that she had spent a lot of time in the hospital. They also knew that it was Maggie that encouraged Arnold to contact most of them in the last week.

She also knew that none of them had visited, saying they were too busy, that dear dad (Arnold) would pull through like the old war horse he was. She realized that some of the stares were more envious of how she had known him, then anything else.

She knew how must Arnold had loved his children, he'd even set up a college fund for those of his children and grandchildren that wanted to go to college and a matching fund for underpriveleged children.

He would have been a great father she mused as she cleaned up the plates and cups preparing the house to be locked up. She contacted her maid and told her that her services were not required at this time and said that an excellent letter of reference was already on the way. She had called the lawyer who was making a special trip to collect the keys and a few papers.

Maggie changed her clothes the black was just depressing her more. She put on Arnold's favorite outfit, an emerald green silk dress that clung to her breasts and flared out over her hips. She washed her face and decided not to put on any make up. She had her bag ready to go and when the doorbell rang she was happy to see the lawyer.

He asked for a contact number and she shook her head, "I'd rather be out of reach for a while. I'll call you." She picked up her bag and locked the door and handed him the key.

He hailed her a cab and she thanked him before departing. The hotel key felt warm as she played with it. She almost did not get out of the cab as it pulled up to the Hilton.

She felt nervous, excited, sad, and more as she thought about her future with her child. She could not bring herself to call the child Arnold's not until she knew for sure it was his.

Maggie bit her lip as the door man opened the door and she was inside, she paused a while before heading to the elevator and hitting the four button.

Her stomach grumbled and she realized she had not eaten since yesterday and shifted from one foot to the next as she stood in front of the door.

 

[Wass_Boss]

Tyler heard footsteps in the hall, and almost as if sensing it was her he stood and opened the door. She stood there in a stunning green dress, holding the key apprehensively. She was a bit startled when he opened the door.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. I guess I just kinda knew you were here," Tyler said.

He held out his hand and she took it, leading her into the room he admired her front and her back, but not noticably. The meeting had a different feeling than that of him taking her away to grieve quietly and recover, it felt like two lovers meeting for the first time.

Keeping her hand in his he sat down with her on the couch in the lounge area of the room. Tyler then went on to explain the situation with the flights, and asked whether she would like to stay one more night in town or hurry up and catch another flight to London.

"I don't mean to rush you, but we would really have to leave soon if we were to catch the flight tonite," Tyler said. He was trying to keep his eyes on her's but found it hard with how well the dress complemented her cleavage, and he found himself often stealing glances at her rack. "Then again we could just stay here for the night, I did book the room through the week."

Tyler kicked himself after saying it. It sounded like a come-on... but maybe that was what he was doing. After a long moment Tyler gave in to what he was feeling. Ever so cautiously, he leaned in to kiss Maggie.

 

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Maggie leaned away and stood up, feeling nervous, and wierd. She had felt an odd sort of attraction since he'd comforted her and she backed away telling herself it was unnatural. Then again Tyler was close to her age, and sexy, she stopped her thoughts and coughed gently. "I'm starving, I don't mind catching the later flight." That's when she realized there was only one big bed and she'd practically said she was going to sleep with him.

Maggie slowed her breathing, she was just being emotional, the funeral, the pregnancy, her hormones were playing havoc with her mentally, and physically. She felt her breasts swaying under the fabric of her dress. Earlier it had been a good idea to forgo a bra as her nipples were irritated by the feel.

Right now looking at Tyler and imagining how easy it would be to just slip out of her dress and take him, it didn't seem like such a bright idea.

 

[Wass_Boss]

"I'm sorry," Tyler said. He didn't look up at her as he went on. "I want to do anything that made you feel uncomfortable. I really didn't invite you here to make a move on you, honestly. Its just when we were in the bathroom and now..." he didn't know how to explain it. "Its like you bring something out of me, not that I'm trying to blame your or lay any responsibility on you. Listen, I don't want you to feel obligated to do something you are not comfortable with, OK. Why don't we get something to eat and when we come back we can just start over."

Tyler stood and realized he was still in his rumpled black suit. He slowly walked into the bedroom to change.

"There is a nice restaraunt in the lobby here, or there is also a good chinese place around the corner, then again we could just order room service." Tyler changed into a pair of khakis and a white T-shirt, and over that he put on a deep blue cashmere v-neck sweater. He walked back out and finally met her gaze again.

"What do you say?"

 

[Wass_Boss]

OOC- small typo 1st line- * "I didn't want to do anything to make you feel uncomfortable" *

 

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(there's a link in lower right hand corner of post that says EDIT, just info for next time)

She was glad to hear him say it even as she wanted to throw him on the bed and take him. It had been six weeks ago when she had last had sex, both with the young man in a hotel room much like this one, she blushed at how energetic he had been and his sexual stamina. Then after she left him she had one passionate tender coupling with Arnold. His orgasm had left him happy, but spent, and she had not had the mindset for masterbation since he went into hospital.

She was horny now, and she wondered how much was hormones and how much the situation, and what was her actual attraction to Tyler. When he suggested going out she realized she was not in mood or dressed to go out as her nipples had swollen to throbbing hard buds, the silk of her dress only adding to her imagination of how his mouth would feel about him.

Maggie tried to pull it together, he was not out to bed her, he had clearly stated that, she was just imagining that he was coming on to her.

"I really don't feel like going out. I've had enough of people today," she kicked off her shoes, her feet hurt and she sat down on the bed. Her panties were slightly moist, she realized as she sat down and the fabric shifted against her skin. She forced herself to think of Tyler as her stepson, and potentially the half brother to the child inside her.

 

[Wass_Boss]

When Tyler walked back into the main room where she was he was stunned, the first thought that came to his mind was how much he wanted to fuck her. She sat there with her legs crossed and her nipples trying to break through the fabric of her dress. He inhaled suddenly, which caught her attention. He looked a little embarassed.

"We could order in," he suggested. 'Or I could just eat you,' he thought to himself. He tried to think of her in a different way, he kept telling himself she was pregnant. Somehow that only turned him on even more. He felt his manhood stir in his pants as he caressed her with his eyes.

Tyler picked up the roomservice menu and handed it to her. He sat down next to Maggie on the couch and nonchalantly placed a hand on her bare knee. He looked over into her eyes. She seemed to be breathing a bit heavy, Tyler glanced down to see her ample bosom rising and falling.

' I will wait for her to make the first move,' Tyler told himself, hoping he could hold on that long.

 

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Maggie

Not now, she told her body as her pussy seemed to be kicking into high gear getting wetter and wetter as she fantasized about Tyler's body the feel of his hand did not help and she wondered if she was going to be this horny for her entire pregnancy. If so it could be a serious problem.

She barely read the menu as she breathed deeply her nipples rubbing sensuosly against the silk of her dress. That's when she realized she could smell her arousal and bit her lip. Did he notice? was she overly sensitive to her own scent?

"I need to use the bathroom, order anything that's pasta," Maggie dropped the menu and dashed to the bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror, her tits were HUGE, she thought to herself. She shyly lifted the hem of her dress until she could see the wet red curly hairs of her pussy, showing through her panties. She took her panties off and crawled onto the counter moving her body closer to the mirror so she could see the swollen inner labia, the rosy slick lips framing her slightly gaping slit. She could not help but touch herself. Maggie decided that if she just got it over with and out of her system then maybe she could think straight. She slowly caressed herself the mirror adding an erotic element of voyeurism as she saw her clit, the size of a cooked grain of rice sticking out, she touched it and shuddered unaware that she was moaning loudly as she rubbed her pussy and clit until her body exploded a small puddle of licquid had formed on the counter below her.

Maggie had forgotten to lock the bathroom door and had heard nothing, not even her own cries of pleasure.

 

[Wass_Boss]

He couldn't believe what he was hearing. From the rythmic sound of the moans she was difinately masterbating. He now had a raging hard on and it was quite noticable. He had to get rid of it one way or another, might as well make it the fun way.

He was tired of waiting for her to make a move, even though he had said he would wait for her only a few minutes ago. What was the worse that could happen, she gets offended and leaves. It's not like he had an extremely close relationship with her. And what if the opposite happened.

'She is soooo sexy, I have to at least try," he thought to himself.

Tyler got up and walked to the bathroom. He hesitated for a moment outside the bathroom, then opened the door and walked in. She was standing in front of the mirror and didn't seem the bit surprised by his entrance. Her nipples were still standing straight out, it seemed as if her appetite was not totally diminished for her little exercise. Tyler held out his hand and waited to lead her to the bedroom.

 

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Maggie

She slipped off the counter breathless, still aroused, when she saw him in the mirror she should have been shamed by her behavior and for a moment thought it was her imagination until his hand touched her. She wanted to apologize but couldn't speak, she heard Arnolds voice telling her how much he enjoyed her enjoyment of sex, and how her night with the young man had him extremely hard.

Her one thought was if he was watching over her now, he'd want to see her enjoy herself. It's not like it was a crime, he wasn't her son after all, and if it didn't work out then at least she'd get some great sex out of deal. If it did work out, then at least her baby would have a family, and a last name to be proud of.

She wasn't sure what to say and decided actions spoke louder than words and slipped her dress off her pale shoulders before the left the bathroom and headed to the bed.

 

[Wass_Boss]

Tyler felt a calm fall over him as he led her to the bedroom. She laid down on the bed in all her naked glory. She looked like an ivory skinned goddess. Maggie stretched her arms above her head. Tyler just stood there for a moment admiring her. Her full round breasts rose and fell in deep breaths.

Tyler pulled his sweater and shirt over his head. He stopped for a moment again and gazed down at her, she had an inviting smile on her face. Tyler felt like pinching himself to make sure it was happening. He then dropped his pants and moved forward. Maggie spread her legs just a bit as he knelt onto the bed.

 

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maggie

It was like a dream as he slowly undressed, or perhaps more like living out a dream, or fantasy. I smiled at him, wishing to encourage, but at same time afraid to speak, that I would trip over my words and break whatever spell had brought us together in our time of need.

At least there was no thought for protection and she found herself eagerly waiting to see him completely unclad before her. For once she felt passive, normally she took the lead but right now she just wanted him to kiss her all over. She stretched her arms over her head seemingly submissive, but in fact just showing off her body.

Her cunt was slick from her earlier play and the fine silky black hairs glistened. Maggie licked her lips in silent invitation.