All people having sexual activity in this story are eighteen and over.
Everything clicked into place when my relationship with mum started. Within a couple of weeks, I had a routine going, which suited me as I had my final exams coming up in May. I was studying, also working in the auction house and dealing in my antiques. My time management was perfect. I was looking after Sally. Gran and mum were there for me every night I went home. I was seeing Mona three times a week. On the times I saw her I told a little white lie saying to mum I was going out with George.
I had flirted with Tina. The problem was, I'd have nowhere to take her. I was sure if I had an apartment of my own, Tina would be a regular visitor. It was coming up to Easter with Mona, and it was over three months since we'd been seeing each other. A month ago, Zara had got married to an older man in an arranged marriage. George was missing her, she was now living in London.
Just before Easter, Mona told me that a very wealthy Iranian man who wanted to marry her had approached her father. He lived in London and ran his business from there. He had factories in China producing the highest quality Persian and Chinese rugs. Since the Ayatollahs had taken power in Iran, the Persian carpet market had collapsed. It was illegal to import them into America. This mans family had been involved in the manufacture of Persian carpets for generations. He only used the finest silk in the production process.
Mona and Ava had gone to London. Mona had met the man. Ava was there as the chaperone. Ava arranged the marriage and made a deal that would give Mona financial security. Mona's husband to be was thirty-eight years older than her. The marriage took place. My last night with Mona was a sad time. Mona told me she had to do this as it was her duty. The man was nice and he would provide well for her and any children she had with him.
I missed Mona a lot, as we were so sexually compatible. She was an intelligent, voluptuous woman. We had so many enjoyable meals together. We would talk freely. In mum's car, I still had the zapper for the gates in the lane. I didn't have Ava's mobile number. I thought of sending her a letter by mail to ask what she wanted me to do with the zapper. My phone beeped one morning. I had a message from Mona. When I opened it, I realised it was from Ava, not from Mona.
"Barry, Mona got a new phone as it was the safest thing to do as links to her past life would be gone. This is Ava writing to you. Mona's life is changing. She's happy and hoping to get pregnant soon. My life is changing too. I got divorced from my husband. We hadn't lived together for over five years. A hotel company that wishes to buy the house has approached me. They're not interested in any of the furnishings. Is it possible we could meet so I can explain everything to you? I believe you still have the zapper. Tell me a suitable time for you and use the zapper to get access from the lane. Kind regards, Ava."
There were no classes in the afternoon, I would see Ava at one. I was excited as I drove into the courtyard, thinking about the happy memories I had had on my visits there. Ava was standing at the back door. Her tight-fitting blouse hugged her massive breasts, giving the impression of being moulded around them. Her leggings with ballerina shoes. I got out of the car as she took me in her arms. I noticed she was showing a cock stiffening amount of juicy tit, her leggings were showing the most perfect Camel's Toe I'd seen in my life.
As Ava pulled me closer to her, squeezing her massive tits against my chest dry riding my cock with her pussy. Ava was sending out signals she was available. Ava led me into the lounge where we had our first meeting all those months ago. She asked if I'd like a coffee. I told her I'd love one. As she left the lounge, she said, "I believe you enjoy a cappuccino with two sugars?"
I told her that's the way I like my coffee. My thoughts were now on the massive house clearance involved in clearing Ava's house. This would be a big job. The old kitchen deserved to be in a museum. I had no storage at all. The only possibility was if Sally would allow me to use the church hall. There were also two forty-foot containers there which could hold a lot of things. This was going to be a big job. Just packing the pieces safely would take time. I was prepared to help Ava in every way I could, though I felt I'd have to draw a line with the time I spent on this massive task.
Ava came back with a tray with two coffees and some biscuits, "Ava, please explain how you'd like me to help you as clearing this house would involve a massive amount of work."
Ava sat down and said, "Barry, I understand this, there's also another problem. The offer which I've accepted has a clause which states I've four weeks to clear the property of all furnishings. That in itself is going to be a nightmare. I have already purchased an apartment which I will furnish with some of the furniture from here. I have also some antique Persian carpets which I have stored in two rooms in the house. These are all antique and in pristine condition. If you're able to make me an offer for everything else in the building. The price I've accepted for the property is very high. The company is going to invest millions in the refurbishment. Let me take you on a tour of the entire building, then you can make me an offer?"
Ava was telling me I could get the contents for a bargain price. My problem was apart from Sally I'd nowhere to store the house clearance, "Ava, please let me phone a colleague to see if I've a place to store the furniture."
Ava nodded her head in approval. I called Sally and explained my situation to her. Sally listened carefully as I explained everything. My heart nearly stopped when Sally replied as she spoke, she was crying.
"Barry, my heart is broken, Peter has just sold the auction house and the church hall. In January, he bought a new yacht. Our last auction is in three weeks at the end of April. Peter intends to sail around the coast of Britain. I feel so sorry for all our staff as they are now, like me, redundant. You could try a commercial storage company, but that's going to be expensive. We've got our two large furniture lorries, which I'll let you use. There's also the two containers but you'll need a place to park them. I'm so down, I would love to see you soon. I'd better go, as I'm now working on the kindest way to tell the staff."
I thanked Sally, this was an enormous shock for me. I then wondered if mum had any properties that I could store things in or an area I could put the two containers in. I phoned mum; I explained my situation, telling her this was an enormous opportunity for me. I even added if she didn't have any properties, did she know anyone that had?
Mum replied so calmly, "Barry, when I bought the property at the harbour where we developed the blocks of apartments where we now live. That was an enormous grain warehouse. Included in the deal was a four-storey grain warehouse, which is huge. Next door to it is a grain warehouse. it's also huge. Yes, I've got two properties you could use. They are both lying empty. I was thinking of converting the grain store into student accommodation as the building has a beautiful red sandstone front."
I couldn't believe my ears, "Mum, when can I see them?"
"Come to the office and I'll give you the keys. I have meetings this afternoon, so I can't go with you. If they're any good for you, then you can have them."
