Thank You to Literotica and its audience for indulging me in authoring and offering this novel. Thirteen long years in the making, I wondered if we would ever get here. I'm sorry it took so long, but one thing is for sure, I couldn't have written this story, the way it is, thirteen years ago. Time helped to develop this story. A lot has happened over those years and at least I lived to tell this tale. Thank You to those who have afforded me patience in this endeavor.
This chapter could not have happened without all of the previous chapters. There is a little of every chapter in this submission. This was meant to be a dramatic series filled with Romance, Intrigue, Taboo, and most of all Sex -- lots and lots of Sex. Hope you enjoyed those scenes.
For those just finding this story for the first time, you are the lucky ones, because you didn't have to wait. I hope you enjoy it. It took hundreds of hours to arrive at the destination. It has given me an appreciation of those who write like I have never had before.
My goal has always been to pull in all of your senses, while helping you imagine this journey.
Any likenesses or similarities of character are purely coincidental. At this point, I would go to the beginning and read through, if you haven't, but you can always jump in here and go fill in the missing pieces provided in the earlier stories. I will leave that up to you.
This is a taboo topic, so I know that it is offensive to some. The material is erotic to me, because it is forbidden in society. This is purely fantasy. Hope you enjoy the fantasy.
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... 10 years since Ashley's Marriage ...
It had been nearly a dozen years since Jill and I had gotten married. There were issues that would always hang over our heads. Those issues were dealt with long ago and left unspoken in the subsequent years. In those years, when Ashley and I had been around one another, we had never discussed what all had happened. We were like two people who chose to have an amicable divorce and remain friends.
The love is still there in our eyes. Even when the opportunity to be alone had arisen, we hadn't talked about our relationship, other than some innuendo and hints amongst ourselves. We still love each other. Everyone sees that we are still in love. And then there is our son JJ.
JJ is a chip off the old block. He's a handsome young man. Unlike myself, he's had his dad in his life. He's even had two for a long time. He just doesn't know I'm his real father. Mitch, his stepfather, has certainly shown him great affection, since he chose to marry Ashley. JJ calls him dad, but they never changed his last name. That is how he got the name J.J. His real name is Johnathon Jackson Jameson. He knew that Mitch wasn't his biological father, but he loved him just the same.
In the end, Ash and I came to realize that societies taboos were just too much to overcome. Like Ash had told me, "You can't run away from your troubles." We couldn't run away and abandon the world. There was just too much at stake. We both found partners we could love and who wanted us. Even if we couldn't be together, we would always have JJ and every time we looked at that boy there would be no remorse for what had transpired. Our love would be wrapped up in helping that little boy be successful at life.
Jill and I had a marriage that had become routine in many ways. We both enjoyed fruitful careers in the legal profession. Although successful, we both were kept constantly busy building our resumes, still in our thirties.
After Ashley had gotten married and she, JJ, and Mitch moved away to Southern California, it had taken me another year to graduate from law school and another few months to pass the Bar exam. Soon after, I headed back home and began working at my grandfather's firm just as he had wanted. It took me about five years before Big let loose of the reins and allowed me to pretty much take over. I recall the day, my 30th birthday, when he told me that it was sink or swim time.
Jill had her own private practice for the past five years. She got her undergraduate degree at the same time I graduated from law school. When we moved back to my hometown, she applied and was accepted to attend one of the universities fifty miles away. Through commuting, online classes, and correspondence, she was able to graduate from law school in another three years.
Jill helped at the firm for a while, but we both thought that for the best, she should do her own thing. I generally practiced Business, Estate, and Real Estate law, while she represented more personal/individual issues. Because we had such a dissimilar caseload, we rarely saw one another in the courtroom.
We hadn't had another child, since the difficulty Jill had during her pregnancy with Paige. It wasn't that we couldn't have more kids. It just hadn't happened. I think most of it was because Jill was so apprehensive.
Paige was a bright and cheery 11 year old. She was tops in her class. I made sure that happened and Jill always took time with instructions. We also made sure that there were plenty of extracurricular activities to keep her out of trouble. I prayed all the time that she wouldn't inherit any of the bad seed. She was a perfect cross between both families. At a young age, she had traits that reminded me of Jill, Ashley, and my Mother Patty... but before you go there, understand that I had no interest in my daughter as an object of female affection. I prayed that she'd never be sexually interested in anyone, though I knew that was unrealistic. I just tried to keep the future out of my mind when it came to my princess.
Little John, JJ, was a lot like myself. He was a cute kid at the age of 12. I'd usually get to see him a couple times a year. Once around Thanksgiving or Christmas, when Ash would come see the family, and then once around the Fourth of July when he'd come stay with Mom and the grandparents. I'd spend as much time as possible with him. Maybe he wondered why, but I always chalked it up to him being my favorite nephew. He was my only nephew and my only son, as odd as that is to say.
JJ could find trouble sometimes. He'd get in fights on occasion in school. His grades were hit and miss. It all depended on what he took an interest in. The kid wanted for nothing and maybe that was part of the problem. We all doted after him.
After Ashley's move to California with Mitch, they had a routine marriage, much like Jill and my own, but over time they had somehow grown apart. In the beginning, Ashley had stayed at home a lot, almost like a trophy wife, though she did run the household. A couple of years later she decided to go back into the fashion and retail business when an opportunity had arisen and JJ was attending school. She was following the lead of my mother and my sister Jan. It didn't take long for her to become pretty successful in fashion design, because of her artistic qualities and the knowledge she had gained in retail. This helped her climb the ladder and work her way up to being a purchaser for a major retail clothing company.
It seems that Ash and Mitch hit a rough patch a couple years ago. Rumor was that Mitch had the cliché "affair with a secretary" and after that everything was bad. Also, another rumor was that Ash had always been frigid towards Mitch. She had tried to make it work after they had been married, but she didn't really naturally love him. She wanted a provider and an escape from the circumstances she lived in around here.
Years before we had taken over the family house. Mama moved in with Big and Gramm's who were getting up in age -- 80 years old. She took over the upstairs of their house and made it her own, while they built a new room in the back so that they could reside on one level without having to go up and down steps. Us taking over the house I grew up in, instead of buying our own place, was the wise thing to do.
It was June. We were having a typical Sunday afternoon family dinner at Big and Gramm's after church, when I overheard Mama talking to Ashley. Ashley was coming to town for a couple weeks around July 4th. Instead of JJ being shipped out to visit the grandparents on his own, Ash would be accompanying him and they would be staying a couple of weeks.
It somehow struck a chord with me. The past came rushing back in full color. Something about the moment made it hard to take my mind off Ashley, reminiscing about my youth and my Babydoll.
