Everything clicked into place when my relationship with Mum started. Within a few weeks, I had a routine that suited me, as I had my final exams in May. I was studying, working in the auction house and dealing in my antiques. My time management was perfect. I was looking after Sally. Gran and Mum were there for me every night I went home. I was seeing Mona three times a week. When I saw her, I told a little white lie, telling Mum I was going out with George.   

I had flirted with Tina. The problem was, I'd have nowhere to take her. I was sure if I had an apartment of my own, Tina would be a regular visitor. It was coming up to Easter with Mona, and it had been over three months since we'd been seeing each other. A month ago, Zara married an older man in an arranged marriage. George was missing her; she was now living in London.    

Just before Easter, Mona told me that a very wealthy Iranian man who wanted to marry her had approached her father. He lived in London and ran his business from there. He had factories in China producing the highest-quality Persian and Chinese rugs. The Persian carpet market had collapsed since the Ayatollahs had taken power in Iran. It was illegal to import them into America. This man's family had been involved in manufacturing Persian carpets for generations. He only used the finest silk in the production process.   

Mona and Ava had gone to London. Mona had met the man, and Ava was there as the chaperone. Ava arranged the marriage and made a deal to give Mona financial security. Mona's husband-to-be was thirty-eight years older than her. The marriage took place. My last night with Mona was a sad time. Mona told me she had to do this as it was her duty. The man was lovely and would provide well for her and any children she had with him.   

I missed Mona a lot, as we were so sexually compatible. She was an intelligent, voluptuous woman. We had so many enjoyable meals together. We would talk freely. In Mum's car, I still had the zapper for the gates in the lane. I didn't have Ava's mobile number. I sent her a mail to ask what she wanted me to do with the zapper. My phone beeped one morning. I had a message from Mona. When I opened it, I realised it was from Ava, not Mona.   

"Barry, Mona got a new phone as it was the safest thing to do as links to her past life would be gone. This is Ava writing to you. Mona's life is changing. She's happy and hoping to get pregnant soon. My life is changing, too. I got divorced from my husband. We hadn't lived together for over five years. A hotel company that wishes to buy the house has approached me. They're not interested in any of the furnishings. Let's meet so I can explain everything to you. I believe you still have the zapper. Tell me a suitable time for you, and use the zapper to get access from the lane. Kind regards, Ava."   

There were no classes in the afternoon; I would see Ava at one. I was excited as I drove into the courtyard, thinking about the happy memories I had had on my visits there. Ava was standing at the back door. Her tight-fitting blouse hugged her massive breasts, giving the impression of being moulded around them. Her leggings with ballerina shoes. I got out of the car as she took me in her arms. I noticed she was showing a cock stiffening amount of juicy tit; her leggings were showing the most perfect camel's toe I'd seen in my life.   

As Ava pulled me closer to her, squeezing her massive tits against my chest dry riding my cock with her pussy. Ava was sending out signals she was available. Ava led me into the lounge where we had our first meeting all those months ago. She asked if I'd like a coffee. I told her I'd love one. As she left the lounge, she said, "I believe you enjoy a cappuccino with two sugars?"   

I told her that's the way I like my coffee. I now thought about the massive house clearance involved in clearing Ava's house. This would be a big job. The old kitchen deserved to be in a museum. I had no storage at all. The only possibility was if Sally would allow me to use the church hall. There were also two forty-foot containers, which could hold many things. The job was going to be big. Just packing the pieces correctly would take time. I was prepared to help Ava in every way I could, though I'd have to draw a line with the time I spent on this massive task.   

Ava returned with a tray with two coffees and some biscuits. "Ava, please explain how you'd like me to help you, as clearing this house would involve a massive amount of work."   

Ava sat and said, "Barry, I understand this; there's another problem. The offer that I've accepted has a clause that states I've four weeks to clear the property of all furnishings. That in itself is going to be a nightmare. I have already purchased an apartment, which I will furnish with some furniture from here. I also have some antique Persian carpets, which I have stored in two rooms in the house. These are all antique and in pristine condition. Suppose you can make me an offer for everything else in the building. The price I've accepted for the property is very high. The company is going to invest millions in the refurbishment. Let me take you on a tour of the entire building; then, you can make me an offer?"   

Ava told me I could get the contents for a bargain price. My problem was that I had nowhere to store the house clearance apart from Sally. "Ava, please let me phone a colleague to see if I have a place to store the furniture."   

Ava nodded her head in approval. I called Sally and explained my situation to her. Sally listened carefully as I explained everything. My heart nearly stopped when Sally replied; she was crying as she spoke.   

"Barry, my heart is broken; Peter has just sold the auction house and the church hall. In January, he bought a new yacht. Our last auction is in three weeks, at the end of April. Peter intends to sail around the coast of Britain. I feel so sorry for all our staff as they are now, like me, redundant. Try a commercial storage company, but that will be expensive. We have two large furniture lorries, which I'll let you use. There are also two containers, but you'll need a parking place. I'm so down; I would love to see you soon. I'd better go, as I'm now working on the kindest way to tell the staff."   

I thanked Sally; this was an enormous shock for me. I then wondered if Mum had any properties where I could store things or an area where I could put the two containers. I phoned Mum, explaining my situation and telling her this was an enormous opportunity for me. I even added that if she had no properties, did she know anyone who did?   

Mum calmly replied, "Barry, when I bought the property at the harbour where we developed the blocks of apartments where we now live, that was an enormous grain warehouse. Included in the deal was a huge four-storey grain warehouse. Next door to it is a grain warehouse. It's also huge. Yes, I've got two properties you could use. They are both lying empty. I considered converting the grain store into student accommodation as the building has a beautiful red sandstone front."   

I couldn't believe my ears, "Mum, when can I see them?"   

"Come to the office, and I'll give you the keys. I have meetings this afternoon, so I can't go with you. If they're good for you, you can have them."   

I told her I'd be there in ten minutes. I did not know what I was going to find. "Ada, my mum is a property developer. She has two properties that may be suitable for what I need. Would you like to come with me to look at them?"   

Ada laughed, "Barry, why not? I'm just here worrying about what I will do with all this furniture. I will be so happy if one property is suitable for you."   

I got the keys from Mum's office. As I turned into the street where the properties were, the first thing that hit me was the grain store. It was a beautiful building, probably built over a hundred years ago. I drove around it. The front had a gorgeous frontage—an impressive entrance with a beautiful wood double door. The back had three modern commercial doors, allowing access to large lorries. I said, "Ava, this looks good, that's the warehouse next to it, what a size it is. Let's look at the grain store first, as that's a beautiful building."   

It felt right when I turned the key in the door's lock. Inside the double doors, there was a gorgeous reception area in mahogany. The patina of the wood was excellent. To have this quality today would cost fortunes. There were offices and toilets beside it. Ava and I did a tour of the building. There were two commercial lifts with a carrying capacity of fifty tons each. When we saw the third floor, Ava said, "Barry, you've enough space here to take five times what I've got in the house; this is a beautiful building."   

As we left the grain store, my mind was working overtime. The warehouse next door was massive; it could take four times what Ava had in her house on its one floor. Twice, Ava had brushed her giant breast against my arm. As I locked the warehouse door, "Ava, any chance of another cappuccino?"   

"I would love to make it for you."   

In the car, I said, "The city is about to lose its only auction house. There's only one small antique centre with only ten dealers. I need to know what you want for your house clearance. I'm considering combining the grain store into an auction house with an antique centre. I've limited capital. This conversion will cost money. The house clearance will cost a lot as I'll need to hire companies within your time frame. The good news is I've plenty of room to store your Persian carpets, or I'll give you space in the antique centre where you can sell them. One last thing: there will be a bistro in the building. I'll use the antique kitchen as a feature in the Bistro, then more people can enjoy it."   

"Barry, what a wonderful idea. That building has character. It would be ideal for what you're thinking of doing with it. I could be interested in taking space with Persian and Chinese carpets, as Mona's husband is probably the world's largest producer. I'm sure she'll want to visit her mother when Mona's pregnant, which would be good for you, too. One thing I must tell you is that Muslim men use women to produce children. They use males for forbidden pleasure. Mona's father is the perfect example of this; his latest girlfriend is trans. When I was married to him, I'd role-play for him. I would let him ass fuck me, which is strictly prohibited in Sharia law between husband and wife. When he saw a woman who attracted him, I'd role-play again, pretending I was that woman. Mona's hymen is now gone. She bled on their wedding night. She's now letting him ass fuck her. God knows how much Viagra he's taking, as Mona says he's constantly got a hard-on. I enjoyed it when you visited Mona, as your stamina impressed me. Let me think about things, as I'm sure we can come to an arrangement, but we must clear the building on time."   

"Ava, I'll need to get a lot of prices. The transportation will be expensive. I was shocked when I heard the auction house was closing. It could be a blessing, as I never knew Mum had these properties. I have my final exams coming up. If everything falls into place, I won't be going to London, as I will have to build up my business here."   

Ava was pushing her massive juicy tits out for me. I wondered how to proceed with her, as I wanted to show Sally the two properties. It was now four-twenty, "Barry, I'd like to see you again; I'm also interested in taking some space in your antique centre for my carpets. I'll help you with clearing the house. Can I give you my mobile number?"   

I pulled out my smartphone from my pocket. "Ava, please give me your number. Since Mona left, I've missed going out for meals. Perhaps we could go out for a meal one evening?"   

I wondered how she'd responded to this. She brought her mobile number out to find her. Ava gave me her number slowly as I typed it into my mobile. When I had the number entered, "Barry, I would love to go out for dinner with you; I haven't been out on a date for years."   

I had entered Ava's name in my contacts, "Ava, let me take a picture so I'll see your beautiful face whenever we communicate. I would love to take you out on a date."   

"No problem with a picture, but I'd like one of you."   

I posed a little as Ava took several pictures of me. She said, "Barry, you're a very handsome young man. Do you have a problem with me being a little older than you?"   

As I got my smartphone ready to take Ava's picture, I said, "Ava, I have no problem with your age. I prefer to be with an older woman. Be a darling and push your big juicy melons out for me."   

She smiled as she pushed them out, "Like this, I fill my bras with natural big titties; I can undo a couple of buttons if you'd like to see more of them?"   

She was posing hard now, "They look so good. Why have you not been out on any dates for so long?"   

"Darling, because I was married, he provided for me. My long-term plans are now in place. I wanted to go out on dates, but I also had to think of Mona. She's married now, and I'm divorced. Barry, would you mind if I kissed you?"   

I didn't need to think twice as I took Ava into my arms. Our tongues were dancing in each other's mouths, and the tip of my tongue was teasing the roof of Ava's mouth. Ava was so similar to Mona with the passion of her kisses. We kissed so lovingly for several minutes that Ava broke away, "Barry, unhook my bra, and I'll take my blouse off."   

As I unhooked her bra, I fondled her massive juicy left tit and said, "Ava, I want you naked. I want to see all of you."   

Ava smiled, "I want you naked, too. Let's go to my bedroom. I have a lovely big king-size bed we can play on."   

Ava undressed so suggestively; her body was gorgeous. Her breasts were more prominent than Mona's. Both had slim waists and lovely hips. Ava's vulva was smooth and swollen with thick lips and a beautiful long sex slit. Looking at her had made me so stiff. As I stepped out of my boxers, Ava saw my monster cock for the first time. She gasped as she touched it, held it in her hand, and said, "Mona told me you are so well endowed." That's an understatement. I've seen nothing as thick and long as this beauty. Mona also told me you know how to use it. Let me make you hard as I want and need you inside me."   

Ava told me what Mona had told her about me. I was sure now that they were both very close. I felt the warmth of Ava's mouth as she took my bulbous head inside her mouth. Ava was kneeling on top of the bed so that I could feel both her pussy and her massive tits. I slipped my hand between her legs. Ava moved her legs open, allowing me easy access to her glistening pussy. Her head was bobbing now. I felt the soft walls of her throat as she deep-throated me. Mona gave tremendous oral, but her Mum made my cock tingle when she did it.    

I spread Ava's pussy lips open and out popped a substantial hooded clit. As I teased it with a fingertip. I slipped two fingers deep inside her dripping pussy. Ava gripped and released my fingers. She had powerful cunt muscles, "Ava, you're so wet. Are you ready for me?"   

"Barry, I know I can trust you. I am forty years old. I'm not on the pill, but I'll go on it for you tomorrow. I want you inside me but don't cum inside me. Pull out, and I'll finish you in my mouth. Is that ok for you?"   

I pulled her close and kissed her. "Ava, I'll pull out, but I will also hold back, so you'll cum twice. Let me take you in the missionary position. You have a lovely tight cunt. I love it when you grip and release me."   

Ava lay on top of the bed. I teased her colossal clit with the bulbous head of my cock. As I slipped my cock inside her gorgeous cunt, I took my time as I was sure Ava had had no cock for...