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Empty Nest: Chapter 59
🕑 Added 2025-01-16 19:47:36 +0000 UTCMini-Update: The January midmonth short is taking longer than expected. As I don't want to interrupt the flow of the serials too much I'm going work on it between serial chapters so it might not be up until the weekend or even next week. Unfortunately this means the next part of Queen for a Day will be delayed until the Plus Short is done. Just thought I'd let y'all know.
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From the sofa we migrate to the washroom where we enjoy a steamy, sudsy shower together. Heather has me soap her up, scrub her down then rinse her off. Her soft flesh slipping through my hands as I washed her was one of the most incredible things I’d ever felt. Tits, ass, cock she allows me to tough it all. She then returns the favor and cleans me from head to toe, even going so far as to shampoo my hair along with a lovely massage from scalp to shoulders. By the end my muscles are jelly, as soft and relaxed as my three times satisfied member. It is easily the best shower of my life. And it doesn’t stop when the water is shut off as Heather is all nuzzles and cuddles once we step out to towel each other off.
After teeth and hair are brushed and Heather applies different moisturizing creams to different parts of her body I am surprised when she returns to her room and slips into bra, panties and a clean dress.
“We’re not going to bed?”
“You promised me a moonlight walk.”
I smile. “Lemme get dressed.”
Being so late Heather goes as is and pulls her long hair back into a simple ponytail. As radiant as she’d been earlier, resplendent in her gown and makeup, she looks just as good now. To my lovestruck eyes she did at least. I get on my clothes that were still laying here and there about the main room and soon we are strolling down the front walk.
Under the pure white light of the moon, her arm looped through mine, Heather and I wander through the park with no particular route or destination. It was a warm and humid night without a hint of breeze to rustle the leaves above. We sniff at the blooms, we gaze at the moon, but most of all we savor each other. In the tranquil quiet we walk without a word leaving our lips, the silence allowing our hearts to speak instead. We’d taken a step together this night that would be very difficult to come back from and regrets were nowhere to be found. I had found my woman. She had found her man. It really was as simple as that.
With a soft sigh Heather stops and rests her head on my shoulder. Eyes closed and breathing deeply through her nose she looked so…at peace. Under the wan moon she shone like an angel though her beauty exceeded even those heavenly creatures. Softly I kiss her forehead. Opening her eyes she looks to me and smiles. The moon, the trees, the city sounds in the distance, all of it melts away leaving only her and the love I see in her eyes.
After another long sigh Heather whispers. “Take me home.”
I kiss her again. “Come on.”
Allowing me to guide the way Heather sort of floats along on a cloud as we make our way back to the house.
Back at home we enter Heather’s room and undress each other before she pulls me along with her beneath the heavy blankets and between the silky soft sheets. My stay in the guest room had come to an end. Once in bed the dynamic between shifts once more. In the park I had walked as the gallant gentleman with my lady on my arm. In the privacy of our room Heather now pulled me lower so that my face was level with her chest. I throw my arm around her thick, soft body and snuggle close as she gently pets my hair. Her supple flesh against my lips and her warmth radiating into me I am soon lulled into a deep, dark sleep.
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My blissful slumber is sundered by the ring of the phone out in the kitchen. Beside me Heather stirs.
“Leave it.” I grumble, selfishly wanting to return to our cozy dreamland.
“I can’t.” She whispers with a kiss to my cheek. “I’m a mom.”
She slips from the warm bed, wraps herself in a housecoat, then hurries from the room. She closes the door behind her and soon I hear her muffled tones speaking to whoever was on the line.
Laying there for a time her words tumble around in my groggy mind. This was one of those things that I was going to have to get used to being with her. While Liam and Lily might be grown up they were still her kids and she would drop everything if they needed her. That’s what mom’s do. It hits me as to just how weird this was going to be, at least for awhile, getting used to the fact that my new girlfriend wasn’t just a mother but the mother to a man and woman who were as old as I was.
I sit up and squint to the bedside clock. It was just past two in the morning. I didn’t know who was calling her but I had a hunch. It would be well past sunup by now in Europe. Leave it to a selfish bastard like Liam to call his mom now in the middle of her night. As her partner I wondered if I ought to say something to him about taking her for granted when we spoke the first time. That probably wouldn’t go over too well…but damn if might not be kinda fun. I give my head a shake. I had to be mature about this. Heather had let me into her life and, like it or not, getting on well with my former bully was something I had to do. For her sake.
My curiosity gets the better of me as I sit there in the dark wondering if Liam was calling about me, as I suspected he was. I slide from the covers and pad to the door. Opening it a crack I put my ear to the gap.
“Shhhh. Shhhh. It’s okay. I’m here.” Heather says in a soft, soothing tone. “It was just a dream. Just another of those dreams. It’s not real. You’re safe. Okay?” She is silent a moment as she listens. “Mia. Mia. Listen to me, sweetie. Just breathe. Everything is okay. Breathe. I'm right here.”
I close the door feeling guilty to have eavesdropped on a conversation that I knew was not meant for me. It sounded like Mia had had a nightmare, which reminded me that she had said something about bad dreams when I met her before her controlling mother had cut her off. I felt for the poor woman. As an orphan myself I knew how bad the dreams could get. It did give heart to know that, unlike me, Mia still had people she could lean on during those lonely, scary nights. And hearing Heather comfort her niece with such care only made me fall deeper in love with her.
About fifteen minutes later Heather creeps into the room and, as carefully as she could so as not to wake me, slips back under the blankets.
“Who was it?” I whisper as I take her into my arms.
“I’m sorry that woke you.” She whispers back.
“It’s okay.”
“It was Mia. She had one of her dreams.” She sighs. “Usually she calls her dad but tonight’s Friday night.”
“Friday night?”
“He and Rebecca ask not to be disturbed on Friday nights unless it’s an emergency. It’s their couple night.”
“That’s sweet.”
“Sweet? You don’t know Rebecca. He’s probably, erm, tied up at the moment. Literally.”
“Oh my!”
“I told her she could come by tomorrow if she needed to be with someone.” She says. “I hope that doesn’t mess up your plans.”
“No. Of course not.”
“We were going to make scones on Sunday anyways. I thought I’d just move it up a day.”
“You…” I kiss her plump lips. “…are the best auntie ever.”
“I do my best for her. I love her dearly.” Heather turns toward me. “Turn around, baby.” I turn to my other side and the next thing I knew we were spooning with me, of course, as the little one. With Heather’s boobs against my shoulders, soft tummy down my back, and warm member nestled against my balls and legs I cannot help but smile as I wriggle back into her. She nuzzles into the back of my neck and kisses me. “Now back to sleep, mister. That’s an order.”
My smile grows I relax in her arms. “Yes, Ma’am.”
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Annie
As a middle aged trans woman that’s 13 years older than my boyfriend, I feel like I’m the IRL version of Heather
