Ladies and Gentlemen, this is the final part of this story. And, in this part, as happens in a lot of 'proper' novels, written by proper authors, this tale drifts in between 'time zones.' For all of the previous 2 chapters, and most of this one take place several years ago in the 1980s, but in certain parts the tale is being told to people who weren't even born then, in the present time.
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FOR THE LOVE OF LAURA
Hanna let out a moan, one of joy however which soon transformed into a scream of ecstasy as she approached climax. At almost the same time my ejaculation occurred as I too became captive of the state of sexual excitement. As we both shuddered and shook, unable to escape from each other, our bodies bound together and to the bed of the other person present in the room, Hanna's mother, Laura. How the hell had I come to be in this position?
A few weeks earlier I had dated Hanna, then cruelly dumped her when she'd, through nothing more than sheer nerves, been dis-appointing in bed. Laura decided that I needed to be taught a lesson in humility, despite being nearly twice my age, she'd succeeded in seducing me and tying me to her bed. That's when she revealed her identity, and had promised to shag me utterly senseless until I begged her for mercy and to stop. A successful aim as I'd been forced by the awesome power of her sexuality to do precisely that. After a few hours' sleep for the pair of us with myself still bound to her bed, Laura resumed the shagging and we'd enjoyed one particular climax together. Clinging to each other afterwards it was becoming clear that feelings were developing between Laura and I that went far beyond the, admittedly mind-blowing, sex that we'd enjoyed. At that time, I knew that I wanted to spend my life with this woman, but told myself it could never happen, that age difference being just one possible problem. As for Laura, she also felt awkward with what her heart was telling her, and her hopes of a distraction from those feelings were answered shortly afterwards when Hanna appeared on the scene.
So when Hanna offered to take over the shagging of myself Laura readily agreed, including Hanna's request to be tied to my bound body. As for me, my initial dis-appointment at not continuing to share the 'pleasures of the flesh' with Laura, the woman I was falling in love with; was tempered by the fact that I was been given an opportunity to make amends to Hanna to at least some degree. Laura's initial aim of teaching me a lesson had worked, I now totally accepted that I had treated Hanna abysmally.
And it seemed that I had also tasted success in my aims, as once the effects of that climax had calmed down Hanna spoke to her mother in a relaxed tone. "Mum I think this has gone on long enough. Please untie us, yes both of us, and remove the blindfolds. I've something to say to both of you. Thank you Mum." That last part of her speech occurred as Laura did indeed step forward and restore our sight by taking off the blindfolds, she then started untying the bonds that held us. "Well I can say that I'm completely satisfied," Hanna continued, "and my self-belief in bed has been totally restored. I'm now confident again." And then she looked me directly into my eyes. "Thank you for that, yes it might have been you that forced me to question myself, but you've put everything you have into making me believe again, so thank you once more. And you've done that despite the fact that you are utterly in love with somebody else!"
I knew immediately that Hanna was referring to Laura, she'd tapped into the warmth between her mother and myself, but Laura still seemed to be in denial. Turning to me she started, "You mean you came back here with me when you're.."
"SHUT UP MUM!" Hanna cut straight across her mother. "He wasn't in love with anybody when he entered this house last night, the person he loves is in this very room right now."
"You mean me?"
"Of course, I mean you Mum, and you know it!"
"Oh, and what leads you to that conclusion, pray?"
"Well hearing 'LAURA! LAURA! LAURRRRAAAAAA!' being screamed out at full volume was a bit of a giveaway, you should have checked your bedroom window isn't open before indulging in full-blown sex!" she laughed. "But it was the dis-appointment on his face that he wasn't carrying on with you when I took over. It wasn't that he didn't want to be with me, as I said he's given his all to me, but that he wasn't going to be with you! And you kept looking at him with warmth in your eyes. And I know you well enough to know when you are trying to avoid answering questions in your own mind."
"She's right Darling. I know that I love you with all my heart Laura." Looking directly at her as I said so and at that point she stopped fighting against her heart as she looked into my eyes. "Yes, I truly believe you do, and yes, I do feel the same."
"Right Mum, there's NO way I'm going to stand in the way of your happiness. So finish untying us, and I'll bugger off leaving you two together."
She was as good as her word, Laura and I clung to each other, allowing the emotion of love to flow over the pair of us without needing any speech at all. We stayed together for hours just being with each other, both of us in a state of relaxed and complete contentment. There was some more sex between us that day, but now it was in the form of gentle love-making as opposed to the frantic raw sex that had taken place during the night. Just before I left to return home, Laura took my hand, looked me in the eyes and asked, "Did you mean it? About loving me with ALL your heart?"
"Laura Darling. I have never meant anything more in my entire life!" And that was the second most honest and truthful statement I'd ever made in my life, just a few hours after I'd made the first.
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"Blimey Grandad, you and Nana Laura didn't do things by halves did you? That's just got to be the most unorthodox start of a relationship that has ever occurred! So you're saying that you dated Mum, dumped her because she wasn't good in bed and your mates weren't jealous of you being with her."
"One of those lads being your Dad by the way, Wayne. And yes, the way I treated your Mum was disgusting and I'm NOT proud of that." Wayne was my grandson, or strictly speaking my step-grandson, he was here with his mother Hanna, his sister Emma, and Greg, my friend who had married Hanna and was the father of my 'grandchildren.'