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HELEN
Brenton undressed me and I did the same to him. Then, he grabbed my hand and I followed him to the hot tub. He guided me into the warm water, sending chills up my spine and back down again.
He sat on a bench and brough me on top of him, my large breasts practically floating. He looked down at them and grabbed one in his mouth, sucking the warm water off. He did the same with the other one and I could feel his cock grow against my pussy as I straddled him. I reached down and stroked his length, my hand wrapped around him. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back as he took in the pleasure.
I slid off of him and he raised his waist so it was no longer submerged underwater, his erect cock right in front of my face now. I opened my mouth, bringing it down against his length. I sucked and licked him while he bucked his hips into me gently. Eventually he brought his hands down onto my head, holding me while he thrust in and out of my mouth. I groaned in pleasure and watched his face tense as he felt me take him.
He pulled out of my mouth and sat back down in the hot tub, bringing me back on top of him. His hands rested on my thighs as I guided my hips down onto his cock. I gasped as he found me, pushing his head in deeper.
The sensation of my warm pussy wrapped around his cock under the spa bubbles was excruciating. I felt myself coming undone within seconds of him inside of me.
“Oh my god you feel so good,” I told him, my head in the crook of his neck.
He wrapped his arms around me, sensing I was about to cum, and thrust himself up in quick, deep motions. He fucked me hard and fast until I began to scream as I reached my peak. Despite how hot it already was in here, heat grew inside me until I felt like I was on fire.
Brenton brought one hand to my mouth, covering my scream. I bit into his palm, my pleasure not entirely finished as he continued to hold me to him and pump into me fast. I unleashed myself completely, shaking until I couldn’t anymore. I fell against him panting hard.
He fucked me slower now as I regained my strength. Then, I returned the favor, bouncing up and down on top of him. Suddenly, he pushed me up and off of him standing and moving behind me. With a hand on my back he guided me down until my rear was displayed for him. He found my pussy from behind and filled me again in a quick motion. I gasped.
He found a new rhythm, his hands on my ass as he moved. I pushed myself back onto him a few times, wanting to feel him deeper. Each time elicited a moan louder than the last from him. I felt his dick grow harder in me and with one final roar, he came undone. He filled me and then pulled out, kissing my backside a couple times before we both sat back down on the bench.
Afterwards, Brenton and I sat in the hottub, playing footsie and exchanging compliments. Everything he said to me sent a tingling sensation to my cheeks, and I hoped that the heat from the tub covered up my constant redness.
Eventually, he walked me home, telling me to lock the door as he always did. I bolted it shut and went to get ready for bed. There was a strange feeling in my stomach, a mix between gratification and self-reproach.
These past few days, a part of me had still been collecting information in the event that I decided to follow through with Dudley’s plan. I had told myself it was only subconscious and that I’d never put anything into motion, but I knew that wasn’t entirely true. I had still been weighing my options, selfishly. That was, until today.
Today, I saw how much Brenton and his family had been through and I knew without a doubt that I couldn’t put them through anything else. I didn’t want to and they didn’t deserve it. Brenton was a kind man and a good dad, who had been dealt a mixed hand. He had a successful business and two great kids, but he continued to jinx himself in the relationship department. All the more reason that I was so appreciative that he continued to trust me. I couldn’t break that trust, not for all the money in the world.
It was decided then: I wouldn’t be following Dudley’s dying wishes. They were selfish and cruel, the things I’d normally associate with the Washington name, so I shouldn’t have been surprised. But I wasn’t those things. I showed up to Dudley’s estate, a spoiled city brat, thinking the world owed me something. These past weeks had been the reality check I needed.
I opened my phone and called Wally.
“Hello Miss Washington. I was wondering when I’d hear from you.”
“Yes, well I’ve made my decision. I’m not going to complete Dudley’s will.”
“Are you sure? You know that means you can’t keep the house, or receive the inheritance.”
“The inheritance was never mine to begin with. It was never even Dudley’s to give away, honestly.” I rolled my eyes at the absurdity of it all. “And as for selling the house…”
“What is it?”
“I know it’s prohibited in Dudley will, but it has to go to Brenton McLean. He’s a good man and if it doesn’t, my family will get it. I’m sure Brenton will pay more than needed for it.”
“Oh. Look, Helen. Dudley’s mistrust towards the McLean’s cut deep. I can’t go against his orders.”
“What a prick,” I cursed Dudley.
“He wasn’t the most agreeable man, but he was your uncle.”
“It doesn't feel like he was. I barely knew him and I’m starting to see how crazy the old man really was. He was a Washington through and through, though. That’s for sure. He’s lived up to those expectations quite nicely.”
“I’m not sure what you mean, miss.”
“Yes, you do. I’ve heard you’ve been talking with Fiona.”
“Oh yes, she’s been very…persistent.”
