Mum's Hotel

All people having sexual activity in this story are eighteen and over.

This chapter may be a little slow as it is putting in place the action that will happen in the following chapters. There will be ten chapters.

I came out of the spa and into the Bistro for a quick lunch. I messaged May and Liz to inform them of the funeral arrangements, Liz to inform her as I said I would. May, to let her know mum's reaction. Which I agreed with as she wasn't giving dad time to decide, I knew he wouldn't be there.

My phone beeped, I had a long informative message from Fay, it read, "Dear Barry, thanks so much for inviting me to the tasting, I thoroughly enjoyed it, Judy's wines are all from an excellent wine negociant in Burgundy who handles the grapes from some of the best plots in the region. Their table wine is the best I've ever tasted, I can't drink your current table wine. I've made a list up of the best producers in six different regions, including Champagne. If you give me your email address, I'll email it to you with all the contact numbers you'll need. Any interaction we may have, I'd prefer them to be private, most importantly discreet. My French is good, I'm also an excellent negotiator. If you'd like to know anything about my private life, please ask as I'd like to get to know you better. Regards Fay."

My reply was immediate to Fay, thanking her for her help, as the information would help me immensely. I also told her I'd love to get to know her better, but my time was limited with all the work I had to do to make my mark on the hotel. I told her I wasn't dating anyone at the moment. Discretion and honesty were important to me. I mentioned I'd love to know more about her private life, as I found her a very attractive, voluptuous woman. Finally, I suggested we message each other with the understanding anytime we could meet, we would do so.

I sent the message as I did, I received a new message from Fay, it read, "Barry, I forgot to mention in the email I can make a suggestion of a local haulage company who I've used for deliveries. Their prices are competitive with a three-day delivery, including Customs, from France. At the Burgundy company, you'll probably be ordering a container load from them, but please ask this company for a quote. If you need me for anything else, please let me know."

In the office, Jo and Jim, the Food and Beverage manager, were working on the new wine list. I was so happy when Jim told our wine stocks were low; we had enough for this weekend as we'd need to order on Friday to get delivery on Monday.

This got me thinking as I'd now printed out Fay's email with all the six regional best with links to their vineyards. Fay had also named their best wines, which would allow us to only order our wines on pallets.

We couldn't speak to France as we were an hour behind them. I took a chance and called the Transport company Fay had suggested.

It was answered on the third ring, I knew the name and the voice when the recipient said, "Gary Harper, how can I help you?"

"Is that Gary Harper who regularly takes weekend breaks at the Spa hotel?"

"It is indeed, who are you?"

"I'm Barry. You do not know how happy I'm talking to you."

"Barry, I'm so sorry about Tom, how can I help you? What do you need moved?"

I told him we were setting a wine company to import our wine. I explained I'd be ordering the wines tomorrow, hoping I'd have the wines next week.

I told him I'd need a container from Burgundy and pallet loads from another six regions. He told me he was so happy I was doing this as the wines we served let the Spa down.

I told him I'd emailed from my private email account to his company. He checked his email, telling me he deals with all these wine companies regularly.

If I could pay cash with order as a lot of the companies were waiting two months or more to get their money. He then suggested he would approach the companies, tell them he'd a new wine company as a customer who'd pay the invoice on order for a fifteen percent discount.

I told him that was a great idea, but I'd need to get my lawyer to set up a company, I needed time.

He told me I didn't need a lawyer. I could register online with a six-hour turnaround time with the Company name registered, tax number given I'd be in business.

He told me he'd send the emails to all the companies tonight asking for prices. He was sure he'd have prices first thing tomorrow morning. I was so grateful I told him I'd need to get a warehouse to store the wine. He laughed and said, "I can give you secure storage until you get your warehouse, I'll phone you tomorrow morning.

I went online ten minutes later. I had registered 'The Fine Wine Company' I had a tax number, I gave the hotel's address as the Company's office address. I then phoned the Bank Manager to arrange the banking for the new company. It amazed me, it had been so easy to set up.

I then called Judy to tell her what was happening. It would be tomorrow morning before I'd know if her help with the order was needed. I had the feeling that Gary would come up with the best prices. I also wanted to tell her I'd pay her for all the wines she'd brought for us this morning. It took me a couple of minutes to tell her all this, when I'd finished, she said, "Barry, that sounds wonderful, if you're buying a container load you'll get an amazing price, we can talk about the wine later, I've a neighbour with me at the moment I'll get back to you soon."

I'd done my bit with Judy. I was sure I'd hear from her soon. There was an email from Fay. I was excited as I opened it to find out if this very glamorous gran was going to open up about her private life to me? I was indebted to her for giving me Gary's contact details as my knowing him was an incredible coincidence.

"Dear Barry, I hope the information was helpful, for I can recommend the haulage company, you won't find a better company, I look forward to hearing how you got on. I'm sorry for not giving you all the information in a more structured way, but since our meeting today, all I've been thinking about is you."

"As I thought about how I'd compose this email to you, I thought, this is not right. I'm a grandmother of two, you're young enough to be my son, all afternoon I've been having these thoughts. To be honest, I'm writing to you because I want to, I'm a fifty-year-old widow. I've two grandchildren now at school. I've been widowed for six years, in the last seven years of my marriage I had no sex. I was thirty-seven the last time I had a cock inside me. I say cock on purpose, I will be honest with you, I'm bisexual, in the last thirteen years I've had a couple of girlfriends."

"I hope this doesn't put you off, I can't give you child, I can give you pleasure. I'm open-minded. There are many things with a man I haven't done but I want to try. I'm finding it difficult to find the right words, but I'll keep going so you get to know me. I want to tell you that every orgasm I had with husband I faked, I don't think I'll be faking any orgasm with you."

"I was a twenty-year-old student in my final year of teacher training. My husband was the youngest Director of Education in the region, he was thirty-six. He visited the college I was training in, he was attracted to me or my tits, which were my greatest asset as far as men and women were concerned. He asked for my number. This surprised me, he was a handsome, single man. I later found out he was a womaniser that was after he got me pregnant with Su. He married me one week after I graduated. I had Su."

"Because of his position, I got positions in the best schools. The years flew in my husband arranged for me to sit on an Education Quango which I enjoyed. My experience as a teacher was so helpful. As the years went on, I ended up chairing four Quangos. For twelve hours a month, I was earning an obscene amount of money. I'm financially secure, as the pension that comes with these positions is also obscene. Barry, I hope this gives you some insight into me. If I can help you with your wine, I will willingly help you. In due course, I hope we'll have pillow talk, then I'll tell you everything you want to know. Fay xx."

I loved every word she'd written. She was being so honest with me. I dialled her number. There was no reply. I sent a message thanking her for her honest message. I wrote that 'The Fine Wine Company' was now registered. Gary Porter, the owner of the haulage company, was a customer of the hotel. He knew all the companies we would deal with. He was now placing my orders with them. My last words were, "Fay, I want to have hours of pillow talk with you. I look forward to that. Before we start, I want you to know I can't give you exclusive rights to me, I have no problem with you seeing your girlfriends. I can also guarantee my cock will only go into safe pussies. I hope I see you soon. Barry xx."

I wondered how Fay would respond to this. I didn't regret writing what I'd written, as having sex with older women aroused me so much. Also, knowing there were a lot of them around meant I was spoiled for choice.

Thinking about mum's plan for the Saturday cremation. I sent a message to May to keep her updated; writing about the intimation being in the newspaper on Friday the cremation on the Saturday morning. Telling her I agreed with what mum was doing as I didn't think she wanted dad at the cremation. I finished the message with, "May, some good news, I think we'll have the wine here for the wedding. I'll be able to tell you definitely tomorrow. Kind regards, Barry."

As I drove home, I was thinking and hoping that Gary would get in touch with me tomorrow morning or Thursday would be a very busy day for me.

Mum was in the lounge reading her new book. She'd waited for me as there was no wine visible, "Barry, that was a fantastic wine tasting. Those wines were exceptional. Do you think we'll be able to get some? Let me get two glasses of Grand Cru Chablis as it's delicious."

When I checked my phone. I had an email from Gary telling me the house in Burgundy, Pierre, the owner, had still been in the office, he would be delighted to deal with you. He had also accepted the fifteen percent discount. He'd attached his invoice Gary had said if it's paid tomorrow we would have the wine by Wednesday of next week. We had a computer in the house. I went to it to print out the invoice, I couldn't believe the prices. Even with adding the UK Wine Duty, we were going to make a lot of money on this.

Mum came back into the lounge with two glasses of the Grand Cru Chablis, I had a big smile on my face I waved the invoice, "Mum, what a day it has been. I've set up 'The Fine Wine Company' I have registered you as a Director we will have the wine on Wednesday. I'll message May she'll be delighted the wine will be there for the wedding."

"Barry, do that. She'll be over the moon. What will I do as a director?"

I laughed, "The Company will be successful with the hotel just buying its wine from it. If we develop it as an independent company, then the sky is the limit we need to look for a place to store the wine. If we find a suitable property, we can develop it."

May had replied to my original message, she had replied, "Barry, my fingers are crossed. I hope it will arrive on Wednesday. Babs is having the service the next day from the intimation so your father hasn't much time to get there, he could be anywhere. I think Babs is realising she has no life with your father. As women get older, they still have needs and urges which need to be satisfied. I know Babs was worried when she thought you were going to university. She told me this afternoon she's so relieved you are not leaving home."

"I've gone through the same nightmare with Alex, for twelve years we have separate bedrooms. It's been over twelve years since I've had had any form of sex with him. Believe me, that's so frustrating, but it's par for the course when you marry an older man."

"I know what Babs is going through. I don't know exactly, but it's been a lot of years since Babs has had sex with your father. She's still a young woman who is seeing her life flashing past. Can I make a suggestion? Call her Babs, Babs in the house instead of mum, that'll make her feel like a woman again. Also, give her a hug or cuddle whenever you can, as this will make her feel wanted."

"Thank you so much for the update on the wine. Try to be relaxed around Babs if you'd gone to university, she'd have felt so isolated. Kind regards, May."

Mum smiled at me. Her glass was empty, "Barry, would you like another glass?"

"Mum, is it ok if I call you Babs in the house?"

She grinned, which surprised me as mum hadn't looked happy for a long time, it made me think May could be right.

"Of course you can, Barry."

"Babs, I'd love another glass of this lovely wine, I'm so happy it'll be here next week."

I emptied my glass as mum went for another bottle. I replied to May. It surprised me how my reply came out, "May, great news. The wine will definitely be here on Wednesday. Thanks for the expert advice, I'm now calling mum Babs. I'm sure she prefers that. You are a beautiful, voluptuous woman, twelve years without sex with a gorgeous woman like you is a terrible waste. Did you ever think of taking a lover? What about your needs and urges? How do you get relief? You know what they say about all work and no play? I'm sure it is easy to get a boyfriend. I'll keep you posted on how Babs is responding, Barry."

Mum came back in with a half empty bottle of Saint Veran. It was a delicious wine as well; we chatted she could see I was so happy about the wines. The more I spoke to her about the prices and the quality gave her a better understanding of how beneficial it was to us as a business. "Babs, is eight good for you for breakfast as I need to be at the bank to set up an account for the wine company? I've also got to transfer the funds to pay for it."

Mum took our glasses with the empty bottle into the kitchen. I went with her, following her upstairs, admiring her gorgeous butt in the drab trousers she was wearing. As mum went towards her bedroom, I gave her a hug, "Babs, just think as from Wednesday we can have this delicious wine every night."

I kissed her on the cheek I could feel the weight of her massive tits on my chest, she was wearing a bra but was not pulling me close to her, "Barry, that'll be great keep calling me Babs, it nicer, breakfast will be on the table at eight."

I got to my room I checked for messages. May had replied. I was surprised Fay hadn't responded. Maybe she wanted sole rights, which would be a pity.

May replied, "Dear Barry, wonderful news. I'm so happy to know we'll have it for the wedding. I know Babs would prefer you calling her Babs, she feels out of it, if you'd gone to university that would have been a catastrophe for her. You're not so all is good. To answer your questions, yes, twelve years is a very long time. Thank you for the compliments I enjoy my work as it gets me out of the house and away from Alex. I've often thought of having a lover but the opportunity has never arisen, that's not true as it has but I will not do one-night stands. I'm finding as I get older, my needs and urges are getting stronger."

"I have the feeling I can trust you, let it be our secret. I'm bisexual but I feel I could be happiest being submissive to a dominant man, I haven't as yet found one who I can play with. Babs has told me you'll be joining the reception when the dance starts as you don't have a partner, I was thinking it would be nice if you could give me a few dances?"

"Are you dating anyone at the moment? You're a tall, handsome young man. I think a lot of women would be interested in you? When the wines arrive, maybe we should have a little private tasting, let me know what you think? Regards May."

As I read it, I couldn't believe that May had told me she was bisexual, I wondered if mum was a lover of hers as they spent so much time together. Her needs and urges were getting stronger. It was like she was making me aware she was available. I was adventurous in my reply to see how she'd reply.

"Thanks May, I'm not dating anyone at the moment I was waiting for university to see what that would offer. No problem with dancing at the wedding. I'm so tall you can wear heels but not too high or I'd have to give a foot massage later. No problem with the wine tasting. I have checked you want a white and red house wine with the meal with Champagne for the toasts, I'll know tomorrow if the new Champagne will arrive before the wedding. How private would you like the tasting? How submissive do you like to be? Looking forward to seeing you soon, Barry."

It was now eleven I set my alarm for seven the next morning tomorrow was going to be a busy as mum had told me that as well as the tailor tomorrow afternoon there was a meeting arranged in John's office Bill would also be there so we'd be killing two birds with the one stone. I had the feeling that May would be asleep now. As I put my head on the pillow, my phone beeped. Fay had replied I was genuinely nervous as I opened her mail.

"Dear Barry, I'm so sorry about the delay in replying to you this evening has been an eventful night. I'll tell you about that later. I'm happy it has happened. What a wonderful name you've chosen and registered, The Fine Wine Company is fantastic, you must use the company for wholesaling I once saw in France a French Wine Company offering a Sommelier's Award to businesses that bought their wine from them, this is a brilliant business move as you're charging them for the products you're selling to them as the business creates a name that implies quality.

"Now, for the reason, I'm late in replying, though I'd like to tell you I don't need exclusive rights for you. I'll do special things for you that'll make you want to have me all the time. Su had invited me for dinner as she wanted me to babysit for her as she was going to a yoga class. Robin was going out for 'a business meeting', he was having a shower his car was parked in front of Su's in the driveway. She got into his car to find a frilly G-string and two used knotted condoms lying beside the passenger seat."

"She went crazy; he was now out of the shower; I heard Su shout, where are you? I put the girls outside to play in the garden. I knew their arguments could be heavy. Su shouted out you have had two chances. You are not getting a third. Get your clothes and get out of here, it's over. The girls will be better off without you. He tried to put up a defence by saying he was so sorry. Su wasn't interested. He pleaded with her for over an hour. It took another hour to get all his clothes and possessions out, Su phoned a locksmith to change the locks on the front and rear door. I'm happy she's done it, she should have done it earlier. He tried his luck with me, telling me I'd lovely big juicy tits, I told him to fuck off."

"The locksmith changed the locks. I stayed chatting with her until eleven. My husband and I bought the house for her, she'd no mortgage. She's got a little part-time job in a kindergarten, Robin is now Area Sales Manager with a glazing company. He makes a lot of money on commission. Now the girls are growing up. They are better off without him. The oldest girl once told me she hated the way her father spoke to her mother."

"Barry, I wish I was with you now, would you like me to tell you some naughty bed time stories? I'm happy that Su has made this decision. I'll have to do some babysitting. If we get our timing right, you can visit me at home. Do you have any word on the wineries I suggested? Write when you can. I'm thinking about you, kisses Fay xx."

I didn't tell Fay that Robin hung around the Rugby Club set, who used one bar in the hotel to socialise. Robin had the name of being a stud I'd seen him in the communal shower rooms at the Rugby Club, his flaccid cock was nothing like mine, I was longer and thicker.