While I probably would not have attended John’s funeral under normal circumstances I decided to go with my parents. And to see Corey. And other family relatives. After our fuckfest on Sunday, we only texted a few times on Monday as she was busy with her mother, the funeral home and cemetery, etc.
Having had a long and successful career in the wine business, and being born and raised in town, there were almost two hundred people at the church. The first two rows were filled with John’s wife, kids, grandkids, and many spouses and significant others.
Thankfully, John was not a very religious man, so the service was fairly quick. The pastor did his part and the Masonic Lodge did their ceremony as John was a long-time Mason and Shriner, just like his father, George, and many of the men in the family.
There was a wonderful luncheon at a local banquet hall where Donna had one of the best caterers provide one of the nicest spreads I’ve seen at a funeral. Not your standard chicken and ravioli that’s for sure. Ham, Tri-Tip, Lasagna, several salads, and a lot of wine.
I witnessed several local winery owners carry in a case or two of wine. John was well respected and was always willing to offer advice when asked by the smaller boutique wineries that had opened up since his retirement in the past twenty years.
Naturally, Corey and I locked eyes several times during the luncheon. At one point I excused myself from the table and went over to say hello to Ryan and Lisa, and their spouses.
After a little chit-chat, Corey wanted to introduce me to her three children and spouses so we walked to an adjacent table. She had already told the kids about the piano bar and wine tasting we had done so she thought it made sense.
“Scott’s been divorced a few years so he offered me some good advice. Plus, he likes being seen in town with a cute blonde woman,” she said laughing.
Her daughter Sloan teased, “How about an old gray-haired divorcee.”
As the laughter at the table quieted, I had to add, “I had several friends stop by our dinner table on Friday thinking I was on a hot date. Admit it, Sloan, you’re mom is attractive.”
“Don’t feed her ego,” Sloan said. “She tells us that she is the cutest fifty-plus woman on Match dot com in Boulder.”
“I bet she is,” I said while giving Corey a knowing smile.
As the luncheon was winding down, I made a point of saying goodbye to Donna and the rest of the family before I drove my parents’ home. Corey whispered to me that she’d text me tomorrow after her kids leave for the airport to fly back to Colorado.
Not knowing what the following day would hold I went into my insurance office after dropping my parents off at home. It was only 2:00 pm and my staff was a bit surprised to see me.
“We didn’t expect you in today,” said my office manager Lilly.
“I wasn’t sure how today would go. Thankfully my parents didn’t want to stay and talk all afternoon to relatives,” I joked.
Later in the afternoon I subtly told Lilly that I might be leaving early tomorrow afternoon, thinking Corey and I might be able to hook up again.
Wednesday started just like any other day and before I knew it the staff was headed out to lunch. As I plowed through paperwork and made more phone calls I received a text at 2:15 pm.
“Hi. Kids gone. Lisa gone. Just me and mom. She’s got dinner plans with friends. When can we meet?”
I texted back, “4pm my house. Dinner afterwards downtown.”
“Perfect,” read her text back to me.
I buzzed Lilly on the phone and told her I’d be heading out at 3:30 pm and that I had a stack of paperwork for her to pick up. When she came in she closed my door, something she rarely does.
“So, I heard that you’ve been seen around town with a cute blonde,” she said. “Who is she?”
Lilly and I have been friends since we were young kids. Not only is she my office manager but she is one of my best friends. We grew up in the same neighborhood, went to school together since the second grade, and our parents were good friends. As kids, it was not uncommon for our two families to take vacation trips together. Many thought we’d end up getting married, but, in truth, Lilly was the sister I never had.
I looked at Lilly with a serious face, “Sit down. For the millionth time you’ll be my voice of reason,” I said. “The blonde is my second cousin.”
“Oh. And,” she said.
“And she kissed me on Friday night. Then Sunday we had sex,” I told her. I could tell by the look on her face she did not approve.
“She’s family, Scott!” she exclaimed while still whispering.
“I know. We are both so conflicted. Technically, and legally, it is not incest. I googled it,” I said. “And legally second cousins can marry in every state.”
“But she is family,” Lilly emphasized shaking her head “no.”
“Well, she leaves tomorrow to go back to Colorado,” I said.
“And what about tonight? You just told me you’re leaving early,” she said.
“Lilly, I don’t know. She and I really haven’t had a chance to talk since Sunday night”
**
The doorbell rang and my stomach turned in knots. Corey was here yet I was having an internal struggle with our new relationship. We surrendered to our sexual desires on Sunday night, but how was she feeling about things today, three days later?
I opened the door and there was Corey holding a bottle of wine. She was dressed very casually as if going to the gym, wearing spandex or lycra leggings, a cute Nike tank top, and running shoes.
“Going to the gym,” I teased.
“No, but I’m hoping to work up a sweat,” she said with a devilish grin.
As she walked by me at the door, I gave her ass a playful slap.
Corey turned to look at me, “Oh Daddy, have I been a bad girl? Are you going to spank me today?”
Laughing, “Somebody is in a playful mood today,” I said.
She continued walking right to the kitchen island and sat down. “Open the wine and let’s talk.”
As I dug through a drawer looking for the wine opener I told her, “Yes, let’s talk. How are you feeling? About us, I mean.”
I poured two glasses of Merlot and sat down across from Corey at the island. “OK, let’s talk.”
“Scott, never in a million years did I think I’d be in this situation. You’re a great guy. Smart, handsome, and fun in bed. But you’re also family,” she said. “I think I let my need to be touched by a man take over my brain.”
“I get it. I could say the same thing,” I whispered. “OK, so what do you want to do today? I can change and we can go to my gym and work out if you’d like.”
“Uh, I want to get naked and have several orgasms like the other night, you dumbass!” she exclaimed.
“I’m down. Just as long as we both agree this is the last time. Fulfill our sexual needs and desires and we’ll never talk of this again.”
Corey smiled, “Sounds perfect.”
We were soon in the master bedroom and our clothes were tossed all over the floor. I wasted no time in getting between her legs and licking her kitty. Her scent was intoxicating as I teased her outer lips before sliding my tongue a bit deeper into her wet pleasure canyon. When I got to the top I lightly, and slowly, flicked her clit causing Corey to moan.
