Empty Nest: Chapter 97

After the most restful night’s sleep of my life I am gently drawn out from that blissful slumber by the beckoning aroma of sizzling bacon. Drifting into the room with the mouthwatering smell is a happy voice humming a gleeful little tune.

“Mmmm!” I stretch out beneath the covers, a humongous grin on my face.

I felt absolutely fucking FANTASTIC! This wonderful sort of glow emanated out from my balls and ass to ripple right through the rest of my body. As I drifted off I was sure that I would be a wreck today. I mean, Heather had certainly wrecked me last night! I never would have believed that I could have been reamed time and again by such a massive cock and felt anything but destroyed the next day. It’s not that I didn’t feel it, getting fucked in the ass that many times by that big a dick was going to have an aftermath. Sore wasn’t quite the right word for what I was feeling. More like…tender. Tender and very well-used. It was just the best thing ever and I looked forward to feeling this way many, many more times to come.

My second surprise about my state of being was that mentally I really didn’t feel all that different. The main overriding feeling was simply of being madly and deeply in love with the most wonderful woman in the world. I couldn’t say exactly why but I could sense that I had been claimed yet I hadn’t any sense of being subservient or any less of my normal self. If anything I felt more myself than I ever had before. Everything just felt right. I was filled with this sense of this being the dawning of the life that I was always meant to live.

After another stretch I roll out of bed. After slipping on some pajama bottoms I shuffle out into the main room.

“Good morning, handsome!” Heather, dressed in a beautiful white nightie, dances across the room on tip-toes to take me in her arms. Rustling my messy hair she laughs. “Sleep well, lover?”

“Mmm!” I would have answered but her soft lips pressed to mine makes that impossible. “Mmmmm.” I grab her and kiss her harder. When at last our lips part I can finally reply. “Yeah. Never slept better.”

“Oh, Elliot.” Heather says, her eyes drinking me in as she plays with my hair. “You were magnificent! I’m still feeling ooey-gooey myself. I’ll never forget last night as long as I live.”

“I don’t think I could if I tried.” I kiss her again. We share a gaze and a laugh then slip from each other’s arms. “Last night was incredible.” We share another kiss.

“Everything feeling okay?” She asks. “Down there?”

“More than okay!”

“Oh, good!”

“Although, I thought I’d feel…different.”

“Oh?”

“Like some sorta…I dunno, zombie slave or something.” I stick my arms out and come shuffling toward her. “Braiiinsss! Booooobieees!”

With a titter she gently slaps my chest. “Back you undead fiend!” We laugh again. “Elliot Everly! Did you really think I’d make a zombie out of you?” She pinches my ass. “Scamp. I’ve got breakfast to finish. And no, it’s not brains!”

As she strides back to the stove I pop into the washroom for my morning piss. As I stand there my stomach grumbles. Sidling up behind Heather on my return I put my arms around her soft, thick body and kiss her neck. As natural as anything she welcomes my embrace and leans her weight back into me. Peering over shoulder I see a pair of plates piled with eggs, toast, fruit and bacon.

“I’m starvin.” I say, my mouth watering.

“You worked up quite an appetite last night.” She giggles. “Me too. Ohhhh, you were incredible!”

We take our plates and move to the table. I note that she makes no objection to my combination of jammie bottoms and no shirt. While at dinner she was expecting a certain dress etiquette breakfast was far more casual.

As we begin to eat she says. “I talked to Lily this morning. She’ll be arriving by 10.”

“Oh yeah.” I say. “I almost forgot everyone was coming over today.”

“I guess Julie wanted to be the one to pick up Mia, probably to talk about you, so Lily’s coming on her own early.”

“It’ll be nice to see her again.” I chew down some eggs.

“Yes.” She pauses and lowers her fork. “Elliot. Today is important.” Reaching across the table she takes my hand. “You’re the man of the family now. It’s a big deal and a big responsibility.”

“I know.” I smile. “I’ll do my best.”

“There will some bruised feelings and hurt egos.” She says. “Please be gentle with them.”

“Hurt egos? Like…Roger?”

“Roger?” She giggles. “My goodness, no. Roger has a heart as big as the whole outdoors. He’ll probably want to take you fishing or something. He won’t admit it as Rebecca forbids it but I think he always wanted a son. After Alexander…well, he was a really big help with Liam for the first year or two. It was really tough on him, losing his dad.”

“Yeah.” I say softly. “I understand.”

“I know you do, baby.” She pats my hand.

Until this very instant I hadn’t even thought about how the death of Alexander and his mother’s subsequent depression must have hit Liam. Being so caught up in my own situation it was easy to forget that I wasn’t the only one to know the pain of losing a parent. And now here I was slipping into his father’s place on his mother’s arm. Damn.

“No, the ego I was talking about was Rebecca’s.” She continues. “She’s always had a chip on her shoulder about me being a matriarch. Now suddenly today I’ll be unveiling my young and sexy new Prince. A Prince that, if I wished, I could use to bring the family to heel. She’ll see your presence as a challenge to her place in the family. And she will not appreciate me doing this against her advice.”

“To say nothing about what her daughter and I got up to.”

“Yes. Say nothing about that.” She leans in and grips my hand. “Not just yet. Elliot. It’s important to me that we all get along, okay?”

“Okay, Heather.”

“It’s my…job to be the glue of this family.” She says. “I haven’t been a very good matriarch recently. I’ve been very selfish.”

“Hey.” I smile. “It’s okay. I’ll play nice. I want everybody getting along as much as you do.”

She smiles too. Bring my hand to her lips she kisses it. “My boy.”

“And what about Lily?”

“She’ll be upset.” Heather says directly. “And I understand why. To choose somebody so young and somebody that she used to know…it’s awkward.”

“We didn’t really know each other that well.”

“Even still.

“Nah, I get it. From her point of view this is pretty weird.”

“She’ll also be angry on behalf of her brother. Those two were always close. Twins always are.” She sighs. “I think that she thinks she’s coming over to help move you out. I…I don’t know how she’ll react when she’s learned we’ve already bonded.”

“Was she the one who told Liam I was here?”

“Quite likely.” She says. “Don’t be angry at her, Elliot. Of all of them Lily is the one I want to upset least of all. When I was falling apart it was Lily more than anyone who held me together. She’s…she’s already a better woman than I’ll ever be. I am so, so proud of her.”

“It’ll be okay, Heather.” I assure her. “I can be diplomatic. I can be charming. I can be…”

“A Prince?”

“I can be that too.” I smile. “Lily and I always got along. I’m sure I can bring her around. Leave it to me. I’ll take care of everything.”

Sitting back she looks at me and shakes her head. “Sometimes I wonder if my Prince might just be a King.”

I shoot her a wink and return to my meal. After breakfast we clear the table and quickly do the dishes.

Looking to the clock on the wall Heather says. “She’ll be here in half an hour. We don’t have much time.”

“Right.” I dry my hands. “I’ll go get cleaned up and dressed.”

As I begin to walk away she says. “Elliot.”

“Mm?”

“Aren’t you forgetting something?”

“Oh. Of course.” I hurry back to give her a smooch.

As I turn again she clears her throat and says more firmly. “Elliot.”

“Hm?”

She steps up to me, pressing her body to mine. A finger plays across my lips. “Mmm. Somebody hasn’t looked after his woman yet this morning.”

“Oh? Oh!” I glance down as Heather’s big cock twitches against mine. She places a hand on my shoulder to guide me down to my knees in front of her. “Ohhhhh.”

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