Sunday

I woke up to discover that Tori had already taken her shower, prompting me to take a quick one as well, while reminiscing about the wild night we had shared together. After showering and drying off, I made my way downstairs and found everyone gathered in the kitchen. To my relief, they were all naked, as I was uncertain about the appropriateness of our attire with Tori present. I took a seat at the table with them.

“Good morning, everyone,” I greeted, then kissed my mom on the lips.

As I approached Tori, they all chimed in, “Good morning, Toby.”

Before settling into the seat next to Tori, I kissed her on the lips. We savored a breakfast that included French toast, bacon, sausage, coffee, and orange juice. The discussion centered around me and my upcoming college experience in the fall. Given that I had received a full academic scholarship to the local college, the three of them urged me to fully embrace the experience by living in a dorm on campus.

“Son, please go and retrieve a dollar, without any questions,” Dad instructed.

I proceeded to my room, took a dollar from my money jar, and returned to the kitchen.

“Why the dollar?” I inquired.

“Hand the dollar to Tori,” Dad replied with a smile.

 I passed her the dollar and took a seat. Everyone was smiling, and then Tori announced, “You are now the proud owner of a 2019 Subaru Ascent Limited, featuring an autumn green exterior and a black interior. You will receive the keys and title when we officially go on our date.”

“Additionally, Toby, your father and I had agreed to cover your insurance, and Tori had kindly offered to handle the regular maintenance costs at the dealership. Your responsibility would be to pay for the gas,” Mom explained.

I sat there, astonished. After a few moments, I attempted to voice my objections, but to no avail. The only appropriate response was to express my gratitude for their generosity. As we concluded breakfast, Tori informed us that she would be leaving this afternoon to visit her parents and would return on Thursday.

“Evie, Paul, and of course Toby, thank you for the wonderful experience last night. Before I leave, I would like to say goodbye to Toby,” she said as she stood up and took my hand.

As I stood up from my chair, my mother remarked that Paul and she would give us some privacy and remain downstairs.

Tori quickly headed toward my bedroom with me following closely behind. Once inside, Tori instructed me to lie on my back, then she climbed on top and positioned herself over my face.

“Alright, darling, demonstrate how much you will miss me,” she said as she lowered herself onto my mouth.

Tori stayed motionless while I kissed and gently sucked on her swollen labia, then I slid my tongue along her slit. It wasn’t long before I began to swirl my tongue around her clit, prompting her to start rubbing herself against my mouth. I grasped her slender hips as they moved rhythmically back and forth.

She reached down with one hand to stimulate her clitoris while the other hand alternated between fondling one breast and then the other. Tori now shifted between rocking her hips and grinding against my mouth. I varied my actions between licking her swollen labia and sliding my tongue between them. Her moans of pleasure and the way her thighs pressed against my head as they trembled were the initial indicators of her approaching orgasm.

Tori desperately rubbed her clit as the waves of her orgasm began to surge through her. She pressed her thighs against my head, and her moans became barely audible to me. Suddenly, the first wave hit her, and she cried out… “Yes, Toby, don’t stop! Your tongue is magical; I’m cumming!”

Her body became rigid as the sweet essence flowed abundantly from her vagina. I eagerly consumed as much as I could. I felt some of her essence trickle down my chin and onto my neck. She remained motionless as her orgasm diminished. Tori continued to straddle me but shifted down to sit on his hard cock, which lay flat against his stomach.

She cupped her breasts and began to slide back and forth on my cock, asking, “Do you want to fuck my pussy?” in a soft, sultry tone.

“Yes.”

“Yes, what? I want to hear you say it.” She continued to slide on his cock as she spoke.

“Yes, I truly want to fuck your pussy,” he replied in a pleading tone.

Tori slightly elevated herself, grasped my cock, and rubbed the tip along her slit.

“How much do you desire for me to insert your big, thick, magnificent cock into my tight little pussy?” she inquired in a low, sensual voice.

“Very much, Tori. I desperately need to climax and feel your tight pussy once more before you leave,” I replied, sounding urgent.

She flashed that playful smile that I had grown to adore. I watched as her pussy gradually enveloped my cock inch by inch until I was fully inside her. I couldn't help but moan...

“God, you are so tight; it feels incredible.”

Tori slowly moved up and down while I reached up to fondle and caress her voluptuous breasts. Her fingers pinched and tugged at her nipples. She began to alternate between bouncing more rapidly and grinding her hips. I elevated my hips to align with her descending motion. We established a rhythm, and she began to move with increased speed and intensity. Our hands were exploring her breasts, while Tori tossed her head, causing her long blonde hair to cascade in various directions.

Beads of sweat had formed on her skin as she approached the climactic conclusion. I grunted and groaned while Tori yelled expletives and moaned. She had ridden me as if she were on a bull, and with one final grunt and moan, she exclaimed, “I’m coming!”

Tori collapsed atop me, breathing heavily as she gradually regained her composure. Eventually, she shifted to one side, and we embraced for a few minutes before rising from the bed. We made our way to the shower, where she picked up a towel and laid it on the tiled floor. We stood beneath the showerhead as I activated the water. The warm water cascaded down like a gentle rain while we kissed, our hands exploring the familiar contours of each other’s bodies.

Tori kissed and licked her way down my body, then kneeled on the towel. I watched as water droplets ran down her back and that adorable backside. My focus quickly shifted when I felt a kiss on my glans. Looking down, I noticed the glans gradually disappearing into her mouth, accompanied by a hand softly caressing my testicles. I was already nearing climax when she had dismounted me.

I didn’t last long, and when I moaned that I was about to release, Tori bobbed her head one last time. My erection sprang from her mouth as she encircled the shaft with her fingers. Tori directed the glans toward her breasts while she stroked my shaft.

“Aaahhh, your hand feels incredible; prepare yourself. I’m about to come,” I groaned.

At the third stroke of her hand, I had experienced a release. I watched as five strands of cum covered her breasts. Following my climax, she kissed the glans and grasped my hands. I assisted her in standing. Tori pressed her body against mine and rubbed her breasts against my chest as we shared a kiss. I gently maneuvered us beneath the showerhead above.

I reached for the bar of soap. “We don’t need that,” she whispered.

Tori used her hands to wipe my chest while I simultaneously wiped her breasts, and she also wiped my now flaccid cock. Once we completed this, we dried each other off. She put on the dress she wore yesterday, and we proceeded downstairs.

Mom and Dad were seated on the couch, which was covered with a sheet. It was evident that they had just engaged in sexual activity. Dad’s cock was leaking the remnants of his release, and Mom’s hair was disheveled. Additionally, the air was permeated with the scent of sex.

“Hello, kids, we were just waiting for you,” Dad said in his typical tone.

“Hey Dad, Mom. Tori is about to leave.”

“Once again, I cannot express my gratitude enough for that incredible experience last night,” Tori remarked as my parents stood up.

They alternated between hugging and kissing her. Afterward, I inquired, “Tori, would you like to have dinner with me on Friday night?”

“Are you suggesting that this is a date, Toby?”

“Indeed, I am.”

“In that case, yes, I would love to go out with you.”

Tori embraced me, and we shared a kiss. She then gently whispered in my ear, “I will send pictures and at least one video while I am at my parents' house.”

With that, I stood there for a moment, unsure of how to respond or what actions to take. Then I heard…

“Aren't you going to escort Tori to the door, Toby?”my mother asked.

I accompanied Tori to the door, we kissed one final time, and then she departed. Hopefully, the next four days would pass swiftly. At least I would be occupied on Monday tending to our yard and pool. On Tuesday, I had plans to take care of Tori's. In the meantime, the three of us dressed and headed to Eagle's Nest Country Club for a round of golf.

Meantime…

I changed out of my sundress from yesterday and slipped on a pair of light gray shorts. I chose a matching sleeveless top and a pair of white sneakers. The luggage was stored in the trunk as I settled into the driver's seat of my British racing green 1973 Triumph TR6 convertible, which featured a light brown interior. I engaged the four-speed manual transmission and set off towards my parents' home, located four hours away. The journey took an additional thirty minutes longer than anticipated due to a section of road construction on the highway.

Upon arriving, I parked in the driveway, exited the vehicle, and retrieved my luggage from the trunk. Since I still possessed a key to their house, I let myself in. Just as I was about to step out of the foyer, my parents appeared.

“Allow me to take your bag,” Dad said while embracing me and planting a kiss on my cheek.

Mom followed suit, hugging me and kissing my cheek, then inquired, “How are you doing?” with a tone of concern.

“I’m doing well, and I have something to share with you. However, let me get settled first, and then we can talk.”

Dad carried my luggage to my room, and I trailed behind. He placed the bags on the bed, and as he was departing, I informed him that I would be down in five minutes. I unpacked then freshened up before I made my way downstairs, where my parents awaited me in the living room. They were seated on the couch, and I chose to sit in the brown leather chair.

“So, what is it that you wanted to tell us, Tori?” Dad inquired.

“Through our attorney, I discovered that in addition to our will, Derek had created a separate one, appointing me as the executor and the sole beneficiary. Consequently, I posses a house in Maui, another in Jackson Hole, Wyoming, and one more near St. Andrews, Scotland. Additionally, I had inherited three hundred million dollars.”

My parents sat there, their expressions filled with shock, rendered speechless for a moment. Before they could respond, I continued, “Here is a check for fifteen million dollars.”

“We cannot accept that, dear,” my mother replied, her tone reflecting her surprise.

“Your mother is correct; it’s too much,” my father added.

“I would like to emphasize that both the house and garage are in need of new roofs, the house requires tuckpointing, and it’s time to replace the windows. Additionally, there is the second honeymoon to Hawaii that you had postponed for several years. Think about it.”

The topic was not revisited, and Dad took us out for dinner.

They were already aware of Derek's infidelity and that I had initiated divorce proceedings. I informed them that upon learning of his passing, I halted the process. I also mentioned that I had Derek cremated and that the urn was currently in my home. Over the following two days, I deliberated on whether to disclose information about Toby and ultimately decided to wait a bit longer.

The subsequent three days felt like a blur; we visited a few wineries, attended a farmers market, and enjoyed some relaxation at home. They invited friends over on Tuesday for a barbecue.

Finally, my last day arrived, and we were having breakfast. Mom had prepared waffles topped with blueberries There was mimosas, coffee, and strawberries with whipped cream. I felt reluctant to mention my proposal from Sunday. However, I did not have to wait long before Dad began to speak…

“Tori, your mother and I had deliberated on your proposal, and after careful consideration, we had come to a conclusion. You are indeed correct; the house and garage require new roofs and windows. Unfortunately, we could not afford all of that, even if we were to spread the costs over time. Therefore, we will accept your offer.”

“I am pleased to hear that, Dad. Given everything you have done for me, this was the least I could do. Once the necessary work is completed, you two will embark on that second honeymoon to Maui. When the time arrives, I will hand you the keys to the house.”

Mom leaped from her chair, hurried over, and kissed me on the cheek.

“Oh dear, I am at a loss for words,” she said, tears beginning to form in her eyes.

“There is nothing to say, Mom. I’m delighted to be able to do this for both of you.”

I glanced at Dad; he was smiling, and I noticed a tear rolling down his cheek. I could not recall ever having seen this retired Marine cry before.

“Thank you, sweetheart,” he said as tears streamed freely from his baby blue eyes.

Mom was in tears as she settled back into her chair. After a few moments, they regained their composure. I proposed that we visit their bank to make a deposit into their savings and checking accounts. I also provided them with the contact information for my financial advisor.

Following breakfast, we looked into local businesses specializing in roofing and gutter services, window replacement, and tuckpointing. It seemed they were experiencing a slow month, as they informed dad that they could provide an estimate that day. By late afternoon, Dad had received the estimates, and he took the initiative to research the companies on the Better Business Bureau website. All three companies had positive reviews, prompting him to arrange for the tuckpointing to be completed first, followed by the roofs and gutters, and finally the windows. Once that was settled, I treated them to dinner.

On Thursday morning, after breakfast, I bid farewell and promised to call my parents upon my return home. The three of us shared a hug and a kiss, and my father loaded the luggage into the car. I took my place behind the wheel, said goodbye one final time, and then drove away.

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