It was almost 6am. Helen could not sleep for thinking about David's will, which she was adamant that Jayne had manipulated when David was alive. And that made her wonder even more about his suicide. David was not the kind of person who would so easily commit suicide unless he feared what she had discovered. Helen would not reveal his secrets to anyone. He was a friend and another sexual play mate. She had fallen in love with the hawks and the only way she would get to see them again was accept the proposed contract. That itself would split her and jack's relationship, unless he joined in the threesome arrangement. As yet, she had not told him and that made her even more uneasy.
Jack stirred from his sleep beside her. "Are you awake? I felt you tossing and turning all night. That isn't like you Helen. There is something on your mind, I know and feel it." Jack said. They both slept naked, enjoying the skin to skin contact when they slept together. Helen turned to him and hugged him for comfort, and she began to break down, sobbing. "My love, what is it?" Jack asked, comforting her. "You must tell me." The first thing Jack thought was she was pregnant, but that was far from the real reason for her being upset.
"No, I can't, I can't tell you if you don't know already."
"Well, if you tell me then I might know."
She looked at him with tears. She was thinking hard about revealing the contract. "I'm not a lesbian and you know that. I have never wanted another woman, apart from my fantasies. But I can't in real life." Jack wondered what she was trying to say. "I can't do it. Not even for eight million pounds."
"Eight million pounds? What are you talking about girl?" He wiped the tears from her face as she sighed. Already she had almost said enough. She looked down knowing that he was going to want to know every detail. "You had better tell me." He insisted. "You must share our emotions, we agreed. And eight million is a lot of money for doing something against your will and personal standards. This amount of money you mention sounds too extreme. Did someone ask you to do something?"
Helen had said too much mentioning the money. She found the guts and comfort to eventually reveal all about David's will. Jack listened with patience as Helen stared outwardly as she spoke, resting her chin on her knees, a sure sign to Jack that Helen was revealing a disturbing truth, still a child within, as if she was revealing something that bothered her, scared her.
Jack could hardly believe the revelation. He was disturbed to think that David was cruel enough to manipulate Helen's life like he had done in the will. Eight Million pounds was a kind gesture, but the strings attached made the gesture disgusting and unacceptable. The weekend that they had stayed at the manor were just friends having outrageous fun, not a reason to even think of manipulating someone's life? And yes, Jack realised that Jayne was capable of supporting such an idea. She was desperate to have Helen all to herself, and David gave her that opportunity in his will with the enticement of money.
"Listen. No matter what money is offered, you must tell the lawyer you do not want the contract with Jayne. This money you never had will never be missed. Life will still go on. Our lives together. Do you hear me?" Jack explained. Helen found his reply comforting. He was angry, but not at her. He was angry with both Jayne and the demised latent millionaire, David. They both held each other close and Helens tears were not for fear, but now for relief that she had told Jack everything. He was right, the eight million would have changed their lives, but love was more important to both of them. Proof positive that they were special together, despite the games they both played with other 'lovers'.
The day arrived for the second reading of the will. Helen was confident about what she should do.
In the lawyer's office Jayne sat waiting with a smirk on her face. Soon, she thought, Helen would be hers. Eight million to spend and the contract would be like a lesbian marriage, tied together in a contractual matrimony which the lawyer read out clearly. The contract was there; ready to sign by both parties. The lawyer slid the document towards Helen across the desk, with the cheque clipped to it for Helen to take for just her signature. The lawyer seemed concerned as he handed her the pen. It was something that he seemed to disagree with, but Jayne was his client, and everything was legal.
Helen slid the document back. "No, I'm not signing it. I don't need the money." She turned to Jayne whose face had turned into a disappointing grimace. "And, I don't want anything to do with her either. This is conspiracy between two people. And, I don't even love her."
The lawyer took the document and slipped it into a folder as he looked at Jayne. "I'll arrange for all the money to be made out to you Jayne. I think this case is done with."
"No!" Jayne stood up in anger. "You are a lawyer. You must force her to sign."
"Yes, I am a lawyer. But I'm not the law. It sees clear to me that Miss Mason is not interested and that is entirely up to her. She refuses, and then the conditions are cancelled. Nobody can make her
sign, not even a judge under these circumstances. It should have been discussed properly between all three parties. I'm sorry. I did warn you."
Helen left the office and Jayne followed in haste taking Helen by the arm, pulling her around to face her. "David wanted this. You are so cruel not to accept it. And, I admit, although you might not accept this, ever since the first day I met you I started to want you for my lover."
"Well all I can say is David was very generous. But I think you manipulated him into those conditions, which makes you a cruel bitch." Helen replied.
"I'm not. I just wanted you to have security, someone who will take care of you. There has to be no sexual relationship between us. I just care about you."
"And Jack? Where would he fit into all of this plan of yours?"
"Helen I swear it isn't my plan. David wanted you and Jack to live with me in the manor. Jack is part of this, if only you would understand. He realised how you felt about the place, the hawks and I agreed entirely. That is how much I care and...Love you and Jack."
Helen thought for a while and decided to invite Jayne for coffee in the nearest restaurant. Jayne suggested a tea room that was quiet enough for them to continue their chat. Helen needed to hear more, as Jack seemed out of the picture when she read the contract briefly.
Greta waited outside the market for Harry to finish his work. She was leaning against her very expensive saloon car, looking as sexy as ever in his eyes. "Hello Harry, how's it going?" she asked with a wanting smile.
"You know business as usual. What are you doing here then?"
She shrugged her shoulders. "I thought I might invite you to the apartment. I've been thinking if you might want something nice to eat." There was innuendo in her manner of speech. Harry smiled, pondering the offer. "You know I don't often have guest over for dinner, unless it happens to be someone special."
"Oh, so you've decided I'm special then?"
"Well, let's say I'm willing to see how special you can be." Immediately Harry knew exactly what the offer was. Greta's alluring smile gave it all away. But, he had a more alluring offer from Helen. Jack was in Paris on business again. They had not seen each other for weeks and Harry wanted a lot more than just something to eat. He was a man caught between two offers, yet he knew which one he wanted the most.
His tongue knew exactly where to touch as his fingers stretched open the inner lips of her sex. She did not want him to stop. She was sensitive and needed to cum so much and he was the man to take her to her climax as he body tingled in every part imaginable. She wanted him to taste her sweet nectar so much. It had been a while now, and Jack was not as expert as Harry was, as his lips began to tease her clitoris with gentle and subtle kisses that turned gradually into sucking. That was it as far as Helen was concerned as she reached her peak, her climax, letting him know that she was ready to
cum with her gasps, moans and quaking muscles.
If anyone could bring her to the point of ecstasy it always had to be Harry. David was too rough, too wild, but Harry knew exactly how to use his lips and tongue in the best sex ever that Helen loved, the oral delight of his fingers inside of her as he teased her with his tongue into yielding the nectar of love.
She had already given him her first taste. Harry knew there was more of her sweet yet slightly tangy love juice. Helen writhed as she kept herself at peak, continuing to let him know he was doing exactly what she wanted and needed by her gasping moans. Like all men, it was the signal to carry on, but without haste. The pleasure was smooth, slow enough for her to enjoy it and yield more nectar for him to taste and drink. To him, Helen was worth waiting for, because he knew like she, the time to release their desires where the ultimate in sexual pleasure. If only she would see that, and make her realise that he was the right lover for her, not Jack.
Entering her was a good feeling for Jack. Helen felt him slide in gently and tightened her muscles, watching him appreciate how much that made him feel so good. She was very moist and that made it all the better for both of them. Still, Harry took his time as they kissed passionately. Only this time that kiss was stronger and more meaningful and Helen realised that. It did not perturb her that he was more passionate than before. As always he fucked her slow and deep whilst massaging her breasts gently, thumbing her hard firm nipples. Again, Helen responded with her moans of pleasure, only this time Harry joined her. Together they became a sexual choir of harmonious joy until it happened. He had released his cream inside of her. This time there was no pulling out and spreading his cum where ever she wanted. Their gasps and moans slowed down as they relaxed. They stared at each other in silence, knowing that a golden rule had been broken in their recent agreement. No chances were to be taken. Only Jack was allowed to cum inside of her now. She had given up on the contraception in order to atleast become pregnant with Jack's child per chance. "Why did you let that happen?" Helen asked softly. "I wanted you to cum on my tits. You came inside."
