Main Cast of Characters
Scott Stevens...Young 24 year old Mechanical Engineer /Lottery winner
Makala Jones...One of the 18 year old twins helped with payment at Pizza Hut
Makenz Jones...The other 18 year old twin (Identical twins)
Lance Stevens...Scott's younger brother
Betty Stevens...Lance's wife
Betsy Mullen...The twin's grandmother (Gram's)
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*All characters in this story are purely fictional. Any first or surnames that are used are not the depiction of anyone in particular.
*All sex described in this story is between consenting adults, 18 or over.
* First thing, I wrote this story for myself. It is just one of my fantasies. I just decided to share with Thee.
* This is a long story. It's a story first, that happens to have erotic content in it. There is no sex until Chapter 10 in the story, so don't bother reading if you want something to get off on immediately.
*This story has elements of "Romance", "First Time", "Kink", "Threesome', Twins', FFM," in it. If any of those categories offend you, you were warned.
*Comments and votes are appreciated. For the grammar police, I edited this story but it, being a long story, is bound to have some uncaught errors here and there. Feel free to contact me with any errors you find but don't leave them in the comments. I will collect any errors and overwrite the story with the corrections when I have time. Please leave your comments about what you like or dislike about the story only, and please keep it constructive either way you go.
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This is also my 1st attempt at publishing a writing.
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Chapter 1 Prologue
I had been working for and engineering firm for a couple of years and was working my way up the ladder when I had stopped one Saturday at the local gas mart to fill up my truck. On a whim, I bought a 1 dollar quick pick for the state lottery. It had been a while since anyone had won it and the lottery was up to $42.5 million for tonight's drawing so I thought 'what the heck, it only takes one ticket'. When I got back in the truck after paying for my gas, I tossed the ticked in the console by the gear shift and promptly forgot about it when I got to my place.
I had moved back into my folks home after they had been killed in a car wreck last year.
My brother Lance had built down the road on a piece of the farm property shortly after he and Betty had gotten married. They were just starting out in life as a couple and built the place as a pole barn/house in one half of it with the plan to build another house in a few years and using this one as an office and shed.
I got up on Sunday morning and had some breakfast and cleaned up the breakfast mess. I lived alone. I had dated a couple of girls in the past couple of years but neither turned out to be what I wanted for a wife and was in no hurry to get hitched anyhow.
I went out and got some chores done around the farm. My brother was doing most of the farming and I would help out when planting or harvest was going on and we had some livestock that needed cared for.
After the chores, I got out the mower and cut the grass before cleaning up and heading to Lance and Betty's place. I usually had Sunday dinner with them around noon.
I got cleaned up and left in the truck driving down the road to their place. When I got there I got out and knocked letting them know I was here for lunch and Lance yelled, "Come in, we're just getting it on the table."
I went in the door and took my usual place at the dinner table and we started eating lunch getting our plates filled.
Betty made her weekly pitch to fix me up with one of her cousins but I politely turned down the offer.
"Betty, I know that Susan is a nice girl but I'm just not ready to start dating again right now after the breakup with Pam last month. Besides I don't think she should start dating someone from here when she is going to be upstate starting college next month." I said.
Lance just shook his head at Betty trying to be the matchmaker and changed the subject.
"Scott, did you here the exciting news this morning?" He asked.
"No, what's up?"
"Someone bought the winning lottery ticket at the local Gas Buddy yesterday at 1:00 pm. The clerk that sold the ticket headed out on a weeks vacation this morning before anyone could find out if she knew who she sold the ticket to. Damn, to have that much drop into your lap." He said.
It was a good thing that he and Becky were concentrating on their food because the look on my face would have probably given away that I may have been the one to purchase the winning ticket.
I swallowed hard and got choked on my food. [cough, hack, gasp.] as I got up to try and catch my breath. I walked to the kitchen area and looked out the window taking my drink with me.
"Scott, you OK brother?" Lance asked.
I just nodded my head and continued looking out the window trying to get myself together. 'Damn, gotta stay cool' working on putting on a poker face before returning to the table. 'I couldn't risk saying anything in front of Betty, as sweet as she is, it would be all over the county before I could pull out of their drive.'
"Yeah." I rasped still trying to get things under control. "Must have swallowed my food wrong."
I got somewhat composed and sat back down to dinner.
We finished lunch and I sat down in the living room for a little bit but couldn't contain myself. In about a half an hour, I said, "Well, hate to eat and run, but I have some stuff I have to look over for work tomorrow. Lance, did you finish the paper? I saw an article on the front page that I would like to read." 'knowing that the lottery numbers were inside the 1st page of the paper on Sunday.'
"Yeah, Betty and I both read it this morning after breakfast so you can have it."
I picked up the paper and all the sections and took it only leaving the part that listed the game times for today so Lance would have it for later. Betty gave me a plate of leftovers and a piece of pie for my supper later. I said my goodbyes and left.
I got in the truck and looked down at the ticket and started sweating. I didn't dare pick it up and compare it with the numbers in the paper for fear of being spotted by Lance.
I managed to get the truck started and put it in gear. I left and hurried up the road to the home place.
After parking the truck I picked up the lottery ticket and opened the front page of the paper. I started comparing the numbers. The 1st one was the same, 2nd one was the same, 3rd one was the same. I was starting to shake and sweat more at this point. 4th number matched, so did the 5th and sixth. 'OH! CRAP!' I dropped the ticket on the floorboard.
I reached down and picked it up and started the matching all over again. 'Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap!' I got out of the truck and took the paper and ticket in the house. I sat down at the dining room table and compared the ticket with the numbers three more times. It finally dawned on me that I had the winning ticket. I let out a yell that I would have sworn could be heard all the way back into town.
I went to the kitchen cabinet where dad had kept his Jack Daniels and pulled out the bottle that was still sealed from before the fatal wreck. I got a shot glass from the china cabinet and poured me a shot. Swallowed it down in one drink and proceeded to cough and my eyes watered. I was not a drinker. I poured another and headed to the living room to ponder what to do.
I sat there in dad's easy chair and sipped the whiskey for about a half an hour. I then got up and clipped out the lottery numbers and the phone number for the regional ticket office. I dialed the number so I could get the official numbers straight from the horse's mouth. After connecting to their automated system I pressed 1 on the key pad to get the latest drawing numbers. I held up the ticket as the numbers were rattled off. Again The 1st one was the same, 2nd one was the same, 3rd one was the same. I was starting to shake and sweat again at this point. 4th number matched, so did the 5th and sixth. I stood there stunned and let the automated system go through the rest of the spiel and then slowly hung up the phone after it said that there was only one wining ticket and it was in White county Ill.
'Oh crap! I'm now a multi-millionaire at the age of 24.' I stumbled into the master bedroom closet and unlocked and placed the ticket in the fire safe I had purchased last fall that I had bolted to the floor.
I took about three deep breaths trying to calm my nerves. Heading to the dinning room taking a note tablet and pen. I got a soft drink and sat down at the table and started a list.
1. Call Bob and ask for the week off. (Bob was my supervisor and I had just finished up a major project the middle of last week and was between projects so it should not be a problem. As it was I was sitting on use or lose vacation time and needed to burn 40 hours before the end of the year as well as the max of 80 hours of comp time and 120 hours of vaction time besides the use or loose. I also had 30 hours of sick leave that I would lose if I were to decide to quit work which was a distinct possibility.) - Today, he wouldn't mind.
2. Call Steve and get the name and number of the finical advisor that he had recommended a few weeks back. Also tell him I wouldn't be riding to work this week if Bob gives me the OK. (Steve was my carpool buddy in the next county.) - Today after talking to Bob.
3. Head to the credit union and get a safe deposit box for the ticket and leave it there. (Once word gets out that I won the lottery, every scumbag and their brother will be trying to break in here and steal it. Good thing I have Sam my German Shepard to help guard the place.) - 1st thing tomorrow morning.
4. Call the finical advisor and get an appointment with him. Tomorrow if possible. (Hope he can recommend a good accountant and lawyer. I need to set up an LLC to receive the payout. I will be taking the cash option and investing some of it myself.)
After reviewing the plan of action. I sat down and tried to relax for about a half an hour.
When I got up the nerve, I called Bob and his wife picked up the phone, "Hello Lisa." when she answered. "This is Scott Stevens, is Bob at home and able to come to the phone?" I asked.
"Sure, I'll get him." She replied.
He came on the line, "Hey Scott, what's up? Did you hit that lottery?" Chuckling. He knew my feelings that it was not much more than a stupid tax and I rarely played it.
With a nervous laugh I said, "Now that would be a gas wouldn't it?" Trying to pass off his question.
"Yeah, yeah it would." he said. 'Had I been successful?'
