Chapter 1 Young Love
Kate Long was a beautiful forty year old woman whose loving husband Ryan died two years since, and from that day, she had been alone; well that is not quite true. She had a son Paul who was twenty-one, and just like his father, good looking, and could pull anything with a slit, without trying too hard that is.
That is how Kate and Ryan had got together; he was at the bar where she had worked and in a matter of four hours he had got her into bed, fucked her six ways from paradise, and proposed marriage, and she didn't think twice about her response; she said yes. Six months later they were married at al lavish wedding with guests giving the happy couple gifts the like she would never have dreamt of. There lives were full of excitement and travel right up to the day Ryan died. She never regretted her decision to marry Ryan, and the day that she found out she was pregnant only added to the delights that Ryan had given her.
Kate had never asked why Ryan had asked her to marry him, but after his death she did find a solicitor's letter that explained everything. The day they met was his twenty-fourth birthday, this she knew. Nevertheless, what she did not know was that on his twenty-fifth birthday, he would inherit his family's fortune. However, there was a condition. He had to be married. That was it, she had been the solution to his problem, but she knew he loved her. The sex on their first night had been amazing. He made her cum before she had taken her clothes off, and as each piece of clothing was removed, he made love to every part of her newly exposed flesh. She loved every second and there were so many seconds in that night, and every night since.
After Paul was born, Kate gained a lot weight. Kate had become very depressed with her appearance. However, at no stage did Ryan stop loving her; he supported her, making her feel sexy and beautiful once again. He made love to her just as passionately as the first time they had met. Within one year of Paul's birth, Kate was back to the five foot ten 149lbs beauty that she was before the birth. The only exception was that her breasts were a size larger and Ryan did not mind that, as he knew that when she walked into a room on his arm every man would want her, and he knew that they could not have her, and that made him feel so good it made her love him more.
On the day Ryan died, Kate was devastated and Paul took on the role of master of the house. Gradually Paul took over the reigns of Ryan's business and strings of beautiful women were throwing themselves at his feet. Often there was a note on Kate's bedside table saying the girl in my bed is Helen, Paula, or Karen; please could you see they get home all right? I have had to fly to Greece or Spain or wherever, just as it had been with Ryan and her; the only difference was that Kate had gone with Ryan.
It was a year after Ryan's death; that Kate started to notice something about Paul's girlfriends. It was only when she looked over the security photos; which were taken automatically, when someone approached the front door of the house, that she realised that each girl had some characteristic that was the same as her. She had not noticed that all had brown shoulder length hair or longer, and it was not until she looked closer most of them had hazel eyes just as she had, and all were about the same build and height as she was.
One Saturday morning Kate thought Paul was alone and decide to see what was going on. She made them both coffees, as she often did, and walked up to his room. Knocking on the door with photos and coffee in hand, she walked in to his room. Kate heard the shower running so she went over to his bed, pulled the duvet over his bed, and sat on it, looking through the photos that she lay down on the bed in order, one after another.
She then heard the shower turn off and then Paul walked out, pulling a towel on as he walked in to where his mother was sitting.
"Hello son," she said, smiling as she laid the last of the photos on the bed next to her. However, before she could say another word, a woman walked out of the bathroom naked, she was the spitting image of Kate but only twenty years younger, her firm breasts, and brown hair shone as the water glistened on her wet skin.
"Mom this is Lorna. I think I had better tell you we are getting married."
Lorna looked around towards where Paul was talking and realised that Kate was sitting there. Turning full circle and in one step she had disappeared back into the bathroom with Paul smiling mischievously.
Kate said, "I hope she doesn't take sugar in her coffee as there isn't any in either of them."
"Thanks Mom. Can you take them and I will come down in a second and explain."
With that, Kate got up off the bed and walked over to Paul kissing him on the cheek. "Get Lorna a robe from my room; I am sure they will fit," Kate said leaving the room.
About ten minutes later Paul came down the stairs. "Morning mum," he said as he walked over and kissed her on the cheek.
"What about these?" Kate asked, holding the photos up.
"Mum I can explain. I have always loved you ever since the first day I saw you naked, and as I got older we have never hidden away from each other. I think you are as beautiful now as you where when I was in college. All the boys envied me having such a sexy mum. I have always wanted you; this is why I have always looked out for women that looked like you. If I could not have you, I would like to be reminded of you with every sight I see. It will remind me of the love I have for you."
