Reading the previous parts of this story will help to understand how my life moved on in various stages.
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I first met Geoff Roberts, when his car ran in to the back of my car and since then my life has taken several twists and turns. Geoff is a wealthy person, and since the accident we have developed a unique bond of sex and friendship.
I had continued with my employment working full time for a local financial company and enjoyed my job tremendously. However, having also met with James, who is employed by Geoff as his trusted affairs manager, I am now a different woman.
I was meeting Geoff regularly. James had been keeping me bus and I had seen my own mother on tape, having sex with a number of men. I had also enjoyed extra sex with a man named Jamal, who worked for Geoff.
Having had a great late night session with Jamal after watching my mum on tape I had gone to bed and slept from the early hours of Sunday morning. I woke just after midday on the same Sunday afternoon. My mum, had still not arrived home, and I knew, from what I had seen the previous night on the tape, that, she would have been kept busy most of the night, with her legs open.
It was just after 5 o'clock, that same afternoon, when my mum finally arrived home. She looked tired, but was surprisingly talkative. She wanted to tell me about, the art exhibition, the sale of all her 7 paintings, and how she had made a £4,000 profit even after, Mr Williams, had taken his commission fee. She was very excited at meeting another art dealer who was a colleague of Mr Williams. This, she told me, was because he had shown great enthusiasm in her work. She explained that this man was most impressed with her artistic ability, and had promised to find regular events for her to attend. She went on to tell me about how she would be helping him to organise each event, and also be allowed to display her own talents at the same time.
I knew exactly what talents mum would be displaying, most of which would be making her body available for men to use, and abuse. Mum continued by telling me that the events could possibly involve late evenings, but if that happened, then overnight accommodation would be provided for her.
I looked at my mum now in a different light. After all those years of her providing for me, I realised she had been denied any sexual release. Now, suddenly, a whole new world was opening up for her, and to my utter surprise, she was excited by these new opportunities. Inside of me was an urge to tell her that I knew all what had happened to her, but on the other hand, a strange, perverted, appetite to watch what would be happening to her over the coming weeks, also intrigued me, so I said nothing.
Over the next two weeks, Geoff collected me from home on two evenings, and we dined out together. On both occasions, apart from some light kissing in his car, there was no sex. He was a gentleman, who liked being with me.
My mum however, had been away both weekends. Leaving home each Friday afternoon, and not returning until sometime on the Monday, both times, after I had left for work. Monday evenings, during our evening meal time together, were spent with mum telling me all about her weekend, who she had met, the lovely paintings she had seen, and sold, and how she had helped Mr. Kermal.
Mum had explained that Mr. Uzaay Kermal was a Turkish art dealer, and she was enjoying assisting him with his business. I wondered what sort of, extra shifts, she was putting in to help Mr. Kermal.
Following two more, very quiet weeks, Geoff contacted me to tell me that he would like to entertain me at his home on the coming Saturday. I told him I was free, and he said he would arrange to have me collected.
So, as arranged, I arrived at Geoff's home just after three in the afternoon. Almost immediately, I was aware Geoff was not his usual relaxed self. As we sat down to eat, he said, "I have been dealing with several delicate business matters over the past few days. These financial contract negotiations are critically important for me to seal and I may be called away, for more talks. If a call does come through I will have to leave you and attend for more discussions. As James will be accompanying me, he will arrange for you to be taken home by another, selected, driver."
It was around 6 o'clock in the evening as we were having, after dinner drinks in the smoking room, that James opened the door and said, "Sir, unfortunately you are being called to attend, in person, to confirm a number of the contractual points. I have confirmed, as you requested, that you will attend this evenings meeting."
"Good," said Geoff, "arrange to take Sophie home and then the same driver can come back and drive us both to this annoying meeting." James had already put Jamal on standby for all eventualities.
In the car Jamal asked, "Miss Sophie I would love to be with you later. May I take the liberty of asking if you would mind me taking you to my Aunts house now? I will then join you later, as I am sure Mr. Geoff, and Mr. James will be staying overnight, and probably some of tomorrow, dealing with their business affairs. I told Lilly yesterday, by the way that's my Aunt's name, about this possible additional meeting and how events may evolve. I had asked her if I could bring you to her home, so she was prepared for my request when I rang her a few minutes ago to warn her.
As we drove I said, "Jamal what an excellent idea let's do it. I certainly want you to hurry back to see me."
As we arrived at the house, a black middle aged lady opened the door, and welcomed us both inside. Jamal introduced her to me, and then she walked away, into another room. Jamal pulled me into his arms and said, "Miss Sophie, I must get back quickly as James will be very angry if I take too long."
We kissed and I felt his hand move under my dress and rub between my legs, and then, as he released my lips he said, "Keep this lovely fanny warm for me until I get back. Lilly will get you anything you want and I am sure you will find her most pleasant and helpful." Having said that, and given me another quick kiss, he was gone.
The front door closed and I turned and called out, "Lilly are you there?"
