Daniel Keller's life was moving on apace. He was happy, he was at the top of his particular tree. The job he had been offered in Sweden was just what he had hoped for when he had accepted it a year ago. He was long divorced from an unfaithful wife whom, he had to admit now, had been a blessing in disguise. He was now very glad she had gone.
She had left him with their young son of barely thirteen, Jeremy was now a fine young man. A star sporty lad, he was aptian of the rugby team, he played football when he could fit it in, and in the summer he was into athletics. Mainly the shot put, javelin, and discus. He wasn't a runner, he was too big for that. Jeremy was now 6ft 4" and 220lbs.
He easily outstripped his dad, who was a mere 6ft and 185lbsDaniel was a noted physician. The position he had been offered was head of his own department, and once settled in he ran it his way, and very successfully. He also insisted on seeing as many patients as possible while running the show. His employers were more than pleased. The only fly, if that was what it was, was, Jeremy had flatly refused to leave his life behind. He would be attending college in his home town later.
So his dad had organised a cleaning lady for him, and to cook a dinner each day. She did all the laundry, and took care of Jeremy in all ways. This included in the 45 year old wifely neighbour, a mother of two children, being seduced and regularly fucked 4 or 5 times a week, by her employer's rangy, powerful, good looking son. This was an arrangement she loved now. She was getting all the sex she needed that she was no longer getting from her husband.
Jeremy loved to talk to him in the garden just after she had been and gone, (and cum!) It was even better when his wife was close by. Jeremy would smile at him, and his wife would too, both knowing she had just been over the washer, table, on the stairs, in bed, up against a wall, bent over the sofa, or where ever. In Jeremy's pocket would be her panties, and his cum even sliding down her legs sometimes as he chatted away.
He had made a play for attractive woman only a week after she began her job. And only a week after that, she had succumbed. Now she could not get enough, and Jeremy was happy to oblige, as long as it suited him and not her. She was well aware of who was calling the shots and it wasn't her. Jeremy had her right where he wanted her, she was an avid addict for his big fat cock, powerful body, and his determined mind.
Jeremy was a bit of a paradox, and enigma. He was a really nice lad, very popular, good at school, straight A,s. He had a regular girlfriend and had regular sex with her, which was why he fucked his neighbours wife at his choosing and not hers. She never knew when she went across to his house whether she would come home to her husband barely able to walk, or complaining to herself because she was.
Jeremy had scared the life out of her one day by telling her he was going to let his girlfriend have her. That she was a little bi sexual, and for a coloured girl, that spelt danger to another woman. Jeremy was toying with her clit, keeping her up in the air magnificently when he had whispered the words- "My girlfriend would love to fuck you Rose, she really would, love to!" Then he had made her come while ordering her to imagine Stella having her, she did, and she did!
Afterwards he had screwed her head off, and Rose had told him that sooner rather than later she would need a wheelchair. Jeremy had laughed, then said off handedly, "Just wait until Stella does get you, you will need a stretcher!" Rose was in fear of it happening, and also in fear most of the time that it wouldn't. Jeremy had the ability to keep her head in the clouds. She also knew that if the day did arrive, she would do it for him. She had never been with another woman, but had often wondered what it would be like, so in reality, she was half way there anyway.
Daniel, his 40 year old father, would come home once a month on a six day weekend, Thursday through Tuesday. He had half guessed that there was something going on between his rascally son and 'his' cleaning lady. But he left it alone, "High jinks, youthful exuberance, sowing his wild oats, finding his feet," he told himself with a smile. He was right too, Jeremy was an animal in bed, or wherever he screwed his neighbour's wife
Daniel had also met a woman 8 months ago. She was a classic Swedish beauty, she had come to his clinic with a minor problem, and had been extremely impressed with his Doctor, patient manner. She was 35 years old, divorced herself, and her husband, despite having her at home, could not keep his cock in his trousers.
Helga was only 5ft tall, but she perfectly built in every way. Her legs even appeared long and slender, she weighed 105lbs. Her hair was long, it was silky, it was thick, and it was healthy it was silvery ash blond. Her eyes were also silver grey blue, which stabbed you in the heart when she fixed you with her gaze.
Helga had set her sights on him, purely for sexual reasons. She was a very sexual woman, but like a lot of women, beautiful or not, she never seemed to get enough. She was not promiscuous, she didn't 'put it about.' So she had found out about the doctor quietly, and on learning he was a divorcee she asked him to dinner at a suitable restaurant.
They had wined and dined, and Daniel too was impressed, so much so they had started a relationship, and it had grown from there. Helga was utterly beautiful, he often wondered what she saw in him, she could have any man she wanted, her complexion was like porcelain china, flawless. Her cheekbones were high, her soft blond arching eyebrows swept over her eyes majestically.
Her nose was straight, and her mouth was like no one had ever had one, she was full lipped with straight even teeth behind a winning seductive smile. Helga's breasts were a sight to behold, once he had got to see them, high nipples, protruding about half an inch when excitedly erect. Both sat on soft, yet firm rounded breasts. Helga was easily excited when attention was paid to them, which Daniel did as often as he could. But it wasn't often enough, not for Helga. Daniel sadly, had his limits but Helga forgave him for that.
Helga was into keep fit too, she loved jogging, and home exercises, she had joined a gym, but never cared for it. It also kept her toned and super fit. Daniel was happy with his sex life, and Helga was happy for him too, she just wished he could last a little longer, but she never detracted from it or him. The number of times she had been ready for him, but regularly he pleaded tiredness, over work, busy schedules.
Helga's voice was haunting, her command of English was perfect, but the lilt in her voice was awe inspiring, her accent, it sounded, in her breathless, husky, and little school girl way so positively seductive. There were not many, if there even was one man who could have resisted her. She was a much sought after woman.
Then it was time for Daniels annual holiday, he would go home for a month, and Helga would go with him to meet his son. Daniel also wanted to let his son Jeremy know, and hopefully get his approval to marry Helga. He knew he never needed it, but he wanted it never the less. He had not asked her yet, but he had hinted at it and was happy with her positive responses.
They packed and left, Jeremy was waiting for them, and looking forward to meeting his dads gorgeous girl friend. He had seen photos and it was obvious she was a real beauty. "How the flip did you catch her dad?" he asked himself, "or has she caught you?" That was probably the right answer he had thought, a well to do, and well connected guy.
