3 comments/ 14913 views/ 11 favorites Dad's Third Wife By: histmajor Ryan Lynch was the happiest man in the city. His company gave everyone a bonus for completing their latest project ahead of schedule but in addition, Ryan's team was given a supplementary bonus because they completed their portion of the project two weeks ahead of schedule. Since his dad had encouraged Ryan to move in with him and his third wife, Diane, his life was getting better. First he was hired by a firm that lived up to their press releases. Then he was given two raises and was promoted. The extra money in his pocket begged to be spent celebrating his new found situation. It was a beautiful day. He observed a clear blue sky without any clouds. The oppressive heat wave had broken. All the pedestrians were strolling slowly, chattering with complete strangers or just standing in front of buildings giving the impression they did not want to leave the bountiful gift that Nature had given them. Ryan had exited the bus a few stops before his normal stop because he decided a walk would help him develop a celebration idea that could be put into action. Turning the corner he left the hi-rise buildings and entered a world that was a throwback to a previous century. Small speciality shops lined both sides of the street, selling all manner of goods not available anywhere else in the city. As well, there were restaurants, bistros and other types of eating establishments some of which did not have seating areas but grateful customers could eat their purchases while relaxing on benches thoughtfully provided by the city. In this area, the hungry had choices of whatever kind of food they desired. Aromas assailed his nose. Soon, he was almost drawn in by the marvellous smells of Antonio's his and Diane's favourite eating place. Why would the old man treat Diane so shabbily? How could the old man be so stupid? Or could it be that to keep youthful the old man refused to have a relationship with a woman over thirty. Ryan smiled, Diane was only three years older than him. In Ryan's eyes she was a beautiful woman. Black hair usually hung over one shoulder. When she smiled her whole face lit up especially her blue eyes that sparkled. Her clothes were picked to enhance all the best parts of a curvaceous body. Topping off the package, she was intelligent and had a great sense of humour. In fact the last two movies she produced were successful. He stopped, hit himself on the head. If there was anyone in the city he wanted to celebrate his good fortune with, it was her. The few times they had gone out together he had really enjoyed himself. Why would this time be any different? As well, the old man was in Europe closing some mega deal maybe she might want to go out. Now that his mind was made up he hurried along the street. A few minutes later he left the shops behind and entered the area of the community that had no shops but only houses. As he looked at the rows of housing he wondered if he could get the old man to sell him his house, at a price he could afford. Fat chance, he thought. But on the bright side, hopefully, Diane would agree to go with him although he did not have an idea what kind of date this would be. The only thing he knew for sure was that he wanted to take her some place expensive. Some place they had never been to before. Primordial wailing assailed his ears as he opened the door. It was the sound of extreme hurt from the depths of a soul. He rushed toward the origin that in this case was the dining room. Diane had cradled her head in her arms on the table such that her black hair on the her crown was the only part of her that was visible. Shoulders were heaving but somehow sounds that suggested deep hurt still escaped. "Diane! Diane! What's wrong?" He shouted. Diane felt, rather than heard, her name being shouted. She looked up and through teary eyes saw Ryan. She didn't want him to see her like this but it was too late. "Nothing," she stammered. He pulled her from her position, wrapped his arms around her before crushing her to his chest. It surprised him that she willingly allowed him to arrange her such that she fitted all the nooks and crannies of his body. "Come on, it's me you're talking to," he said. All reserve crumbled. Nothing could be held back because she felt so safe and secure in his arms. "It's all your dad's fault. He promised me that he would be my escort to the awards. I've just heard from him and he says he won't be back for another month. This is important for me because I'm trying to arrange funding for my next picture. If I don't have an escort, the money men will think there is something wrong. My company could fold," she inhaled deeply as she had blurted her tirade without breathing. "I can get a tux and be your escort, if it won't interfere with your plans," he said. "You'll be perfect," she said. Immediately, it occurred to her that she might be too enthusiastic. However, she liked going out with Ryan because unlike his dad, he didn't see her as a mindless decoration but someone he wanted to take out. She whimpered as he released her. It had been so nice to be cuddled. Even though Ryan had to rent a tux and shower, shave, he found himself waiting for Diane. His dad speculated that women learnt how to time their entrance from when they were babies. The only thing a man could do is grin and bear it. Diane was unsure if this gown was the right choice. However, when she saw Ryan's reaction she knew she was correct. His eyes popped open, his jaw slackened allowing drool to run down his face. Picking a red colour announced her presence. As well, it had a slit that revealed a right leg and a cut off. The left side joined a halter that enabled her cleavage to compete with the rest of the package. Her hair was draped over her left shoulder hiding the string holding the bodice in place. She did a slow pirouette that exposed a naked back. When she faced him again, she finished with a small curtsy. Then she put her makeup into the inside pockets of his jacket, wiped his chin and threw her purse onto the dining room table. Ryan placed his hand on the small of her back guiding her to the door. "Ryan, there's a Limo blocking our driveway," she said. "That's our chariot for tonight," he replied. The reaction of the Limo driver confirmed her opinion that she picked the right gown. She smiled as it looked like the men wanted her for dessert. Someone helped her into the car by using her ass to assist her. She hoped it was Ryan who was being so familiar with her. They began their journey to the "Castle". Some millionaire at the end of the nineteenth century build the building to satisfy his English wife. One of his problems was that the cost of importing an idea and material from England bankrupted him. His wife left him and he committed suicide. After decades of neglect the city claimed ownership and spent a good sum to bring the building back to a point where it could charge for tours. During this time, some faceless bureaucrat discovered that organizations would pay rapacious amounts to rent the building for special events. The grounds were ample such that, searchlights could be used to frame its structure and provide a lengthy red carpet to the delight of the celebrities and the press. As well, there was enough parking to accommodate all the participants. Mayhem greeted them as they drove into the grounds. Their driver had to dodge pedestrians who were more concerned in reaching the point where they could be taken to their seats than being run over. Cars avoided both walkers and other vehicles to be directed to parking. However, the Limo driver was skilled and able to stop in front of their entrance. As she slid across the seat to exit the car her gown opened up to reveal white panties. The Limo driver almost let the door slam into her. She smiled and thought this is how a person should cope with bad news, be the object of men's desires. Ryan caught up to her after he concluded his business with the driver. Almost immediately, his hand found the small of her back so that he could guide her into the building. It did not bother her that she was being manipulated like a puppet although, she wondered why she was being so docile. Diane had a fault that many successful people are burdened with. When she was placed in a situation that she could not control, she became extremely shy. As a result, it pleased her that Ryan was in his element. He introduced them to the rest of the people around the table. Before long, their table became raucous as he engaged his audience using humour. She was surprised because unlike his father he made no attempt to dominate the conversation but tried to have everyone take part in the banter. Every so often, she made a point but most of the time she was content to contribute only her laughter. As the award ceremonies dragged on, she became more annoyed that her shoes were pinching. Finally she pulled on Ryan's sleeve. "Honey, would you mind if I kicked my shoes off?" she whispered. "Go ahead, I like the earthy you," he laughed. She stuck her tongue at him plus removed her shoes. What is wrong with me, she wondered? I do not need his permission to do anything but tonight Ryan was in complete control of her. However, in this case, her feet thanked her. At the conclusion of the award ceremonies a wall disappeared revealing a large ballroom. At one end a orchestra began playing. A spot light framed a singer and the guests were invited to dance. Ryan pulled her to her feet, wrapped his arm around her anchoring his hand on her boob, while escorting her to the dance floor. "You're becoming quite familiar for a pretend boyfriend," she said. "No, I'm your boyfriend with all the perks that comes with this title," he said. She was pressed into the wall in a darken area of the ballroom. His hand reached under the slit pulling her panties. "What are you doing?" She gasped. "I'm removing your panties," he replied. She put both of her arms around his neck and helped her panties slide down her legs. Then she licked his ear. He attempted to rub his ear on her cheek. "As my boyfriend you can be as perverted as you want to be this weekend," she said. Almost at once she realized that she had given Ryan permission to do whatever he wanted to her and with her. This might not be a good idea but conceivably it could be fun as they experimented with each other. She felt so safe with him. Dancing proved to be beneficial because the money men recognized her and she was able to arrange meetings. It surprised her that they knew so much about her next project but even here they wanted control. She was unsure if she wanted to give somebody else the final say on the finished product. Ryan rescued her, guiding her to the exit. At this point, she observed that Ryan was becoming more agitated. She smiled. The trip home was too quick. They had begun passionately kissing as soon as they entered the limo. It wasn't too long before Ryan found her clit. Then he brought her to levels of ecstasy that she had never experienced before. She gulped as she could no longer control herself or trust that she could breathe normally. His hand became more demanding. A feeling that she was ready to climax made her push her pelvis harder against his probing hand. But just as she felt ready to cum the driver informed them that they had arrived home. This is a conspiracy! Why couldn't he wait for a few more minutes and allow her to complete her orgasm? She sobbed. Ryan stopped her as they entered the living room. She stood like a statue facing the stairs. He loosened her gown causing her to feel excited as the cloth moved down her body. She wanted to hurry its journey but he refused to let her move. Eventually the gown gathered around her feet. His hand pressing on the small of her back induced her to step out of the gown and climb the stairs towards his bedroom. She did not know when he had removed his garments but she felt he was nude. After a quick trip to the washroom, Diane slid into bed beside Ryan. He wrapped his arms around her to finish what they had they had begun in the car. She could not believe how quickly he aroused her. No man had ever brought her to the brink of a climax so early. They laid side by side to recover. In time, Ryan pulled her to him. "That was too fast," he said. Before she could reply, he began worrying her nipples. She pulled his head tighter onto her breast. Excitement built. He kissed her neck while rolling on top of her. His warm breath caused her to explode. She gasped as he entered her. Her arms on their own wrapped around his shoulders. Her legs stretched then began to shudder. Neither one wanted to prolong the elation they were feeling. He was crushing her but she couldn't move nor did she want to. Her orgasm came at the same time that he did. With every pulse new sensations coursed through her body. She wondered if she was going to survive this onslaught. They collapsed in each other's arms. The room was silent except for them trying to put oxygen back into their bodies. They fell into a deep sleep. Brilliant sunlight woke her. In their haste they had forgotten to draw the curtains. She glanced towards Ryan but he was on his side looking towards her with a smile on his face. At first, she thought he was awake but his rhythmic breathing enabled her to determine that he was still in a deep sleep. Typical man, his position kept the sunlight from his face. God forbid that anything should disturb him. He had positioned her to face the window. She almost laughed but decided to get out of the bed without waking him. A warm summer morning sun stroked her as she entered the backyard. As well, a playful breeze moved up and down her naked body. These elements excited her. She thought about getting something to cover her nudity but came to the conclusion that if her neighbours saw her, they would say nothing. It had been a shock when she received the old man's letter that not only informed her he was going to divorce her but sell her business. Ryan had influenced her. Her soon to be ex-husband had no name just a title, "old man". Perhaps it had been her own fault that she did not act on her misgivings when he offered to give her a loan to pay her creditors before they sued her. At the time she thought it strange that he wanted the contract drawn up such that he was the majority stakeholder. However, it had been a shock to find that a person she trusted would pull her company from under her. She had been blind-sided. After all the help she had given the old man, when their relationship ended, she expected he would let her pay off his investment in easy installments. She could fight him but he had the resources to drain every cent from her. If she allowed him to complete the sale, she would still receive a substantial amount because she knew the old man would get the highest price available. She sat on a decorative rock feeling its heat running up her body. A plan began to take form. After telling Ryan about the divorce but not the sale of her company, she thought that he would keep her as his plaything. Somehow he inspired her complete trust. Was this love, she wondered? What happened yesterday had never happened before. She decided to go back to bed as she missed her cuddling. Dad's Third Wife Ch. 01 It had been a hectic year, thought Diane. First Oscar decided to divorce her then he stole her business so he could sell it. The only good thing that happened was her love affair with his son Ryan. Again she gathered and re-read the papers that said she was no longer married. Only now could she begin payback. Until she met Ryan Diane viewed her beauty more as a curse than a benefit. Good looks made attracting men and occasionally the odd woman easy. However, she felt they were blinded by outward appearances not her total being. Oscar was different. He did not try to hide the fact that the only thing he wanted was a beautiful plaything. She met Oscar when her best option seemed suicide. Years of trying to find a companion had taken its toll but his idea of putting her in a 'gilded cage' appealed to her. Then, it would not be her problem dealing with unwanted attention or dressing down in order to fade into the crowd. While she pondered whether to take up the suggestion to live in his 'gilded cage' he surprised her with a marriage proposal. She was astonished. The first problem was that she was in her early twenties that should have put her out of the running. Oscar only married women in their late teens (twice). A second problem occurred after thinking about her future life, she wondered if a no-brain lifestyle would suit her. Nevertheless, after planning an extreme course of action before he proposed, she thought marriage might enable her to find a better solution. Living with Oscar was like receiving an advanced degree in finance at an exclusive University. He was a venture capitalist whose speciality was reviving failed firms and selling them for a profit. Despite his put-downs Diane learned how to 'wheel-and deal' at a high level. Even so Oscar treated her as a bright school child. He could not believe she was capable of understanding or applying her new knowledge in other settings without his guidance. She relished at his shock when she helped obtain financing for a new venture. It was one of the few times he was unable to turn a firm around. To his credit, he realized his errors and what was needed to sell the firm at a profit. Her sense of loyalty caused her to develop a plan to save his company. A few of the money men who had profited from ventures with Oscar were invited to a soiree. She hired the best caterer who would supply a feast appealing to all their tastes. Dinnerware not only looked expensive but was luxurious. As well, she was able to purchase rare wines. The presentation gave the appearance that Oscar was on to something big but because he dealt with them previously, he would as a favour, allow them to invest in his latest money making project. Just as the boredom was settling in Diane re-entered the room. Their guests stopped looking at their watches and thinking of excuses to leave. She was wearing a gown made from material from Oscar's new firm. The gown was tight so that its properties would activate sooner. Heat from her body made the material translucent. To further enhance the effect, she had used a dark compound to call attention to her breasts, hips and vagina. The men crowded around her and began to stroke the material. Suddenly they gasped. Now they understood the genius of the material then they started to reach for their check books to invest in this new product. Oscar had not thought to warn her that she would feel as aroused as the men. He dismissed her. She found a vibrator to obtain release. Helping Oscar gave her a sense of confidence. She searched and eventually found a failing production company. After buying the company, she found that the sellers had cooked the books. Oscar offered a loan for a 60% stake in the company with the promise she could run the company as she saw fit. She paid the creditors. Her lawsuit failed because the previous owners had to pay loan sharks who did not care if they were paid with stolen money. There was a bright spot in the sale. She found a few incomplete commercials for Adult Entertainment companies. It was simple to clean them up and persuade her clients to put this type of merchandising on network TV. The success of this venture created a reliable profit stream for her. Then, Oscar persuaded her to invest in new equipment and staff rather than try to buy his stake in the business. She had to admit he was right because she made more profit. He was her husband and should have her well being in mind, she thought. The next few years were the most exhilarating and saddest time of her life. Taking a failing business and making it a success was rewarding. However, no matter how much she helped Oscar or how successful she became he still belittled her accomplishments. Just at the time when she was ready to give up Oscar invited his son Ryan to live with them while he was becoming used to his new job. Ryan was a godsend. He elicited recommendations how he could make his new venture successful. Diane appreciated his gratitude and the fact that he considered her very intelligent. As well, she did not have to fight unwanted attentions. He realized she was married to Oscar and never crossed the line until the divorce was begun. The beginnings of the divorce sparked an unspoken agreement between Diane and Ryan. They would become lovers. Oscar divorcing her was not a surprise. After a few years she learnt that he did not want to be associated in a relationship with anyone over thirty. It was his reaction to her relationship with Ryan that shocked her. He went ballistic. First he tried to have Ryan fired but Ryan was too valuable to the company. They had more resources than Oscar and consequently were able to ignore him. Oscar did not give up but tried to obtain her share of the profit from the sale of her company. He lost and ended paying her costs fighting the legal battles. He won when he decided to evict them. With heavy hearts they left the community. Once he won one battle he forgot about them, especially his son Ryan. Perhaps he saw Ryan only as an acquisition that did not work out. During this period she offered to end their relationship. The only thing that resulted from this offer was a judicious spanking. She had never been treated so well by any man but when Ryan became angry, he had no qualms about disciplining her. She smiled and wondered if this was his way of demonstrating love. Moving to the part of the city known as 'Myerstown' was a good idea because it took them away their previous associations making them invisible to Oscar. 'Myerstown' was in the throes of another revival. This area of the city had descended from being the playground of the city's elite to a catchall for the city's poor. This revival was different. The resurgence was attracting adventurers who had the means to draw specialized retailers to the area. However, none of the newcomers wanted to change the grit to vanilla. Diane and Ryan copied their neighbours by cleaning the outside and renovating the inside to a modern look. Her vibrating alarm caused Diane to return to the present and abandon past memories. Ryan was due home shortly. Papers were placed on the table to inform him that the marriage was over. She glanced at her watch again then to the large mirror in the hallway. Her intellect kept her in the company of 'movers and shakers' but she realized her appearance attracted them to her. For this reason, although she was not narcissistic she took care to ensure her exterior invited rather than repelled buyers of her services by examining closely the reflected image. The woman that stared back at her gave the impression she was confident. Her raven hair was captured in a low bun hairstyle. Lively, sparkling sapphire eyes replaced the previous dull glaze. A full face took over from her previous sharp, gaunt, stressed angular features. Form fitting clothes had supplanted the grunge look but were loose enough to hide some imperfections. Diane chuckled that her hemline had crept up since they had moved to 'Myerstown'. Ryan liked to stroke her leg or sometimes both legs when they were in a restaurant especially "George's". The staff usually seated them so that the rest of the patrons had a clear view what he was doing to her. For that reason, rather than have her dress bunched in the region of her waist, it was easier to shorten the hemline. As well, it was pleasurable to observe the reaction of other diners following Ryan's hand as it moved along her leg. She reached back to unzip her dress. The dress began to slide down her body. Different emotions occurred as the dress pulled then released her skin. She enjoyed the instant except she was very wet. Many men had undressed her but Diane preferred to present a nude self to her audience. Stripping gave control enabling her to make the procedure as quick or slow as the situation warranted. Sessions at the gym had toned her. The reflection revealed not only a woman who was proud of her appearance but also, did not care what others thought. Strong arms wrapped themselves around her and drew her back onto a naked body. Hands cupped her breasts and pinched erect nipples. She closed her eyes content to feel the moment. Moaning caused her to wonder where it was coming from. Soft lips began to nibble a willing neck. She kept her eyes closed even when her head was tipped back and nibbling was applied along her chin to a larynx that tried to force itself into a moist mouth. She felt herself spun around then crushed to a muscular chest. Eager lips searched until they found each other. She kept her eyes closed. Slowly she was lowered to the floor. At first he forced himself into her. She put her feet on the floor then raised her pelvis to meet his downward thrusts. Both of them wanted to keep the sensations longer. However, their bodies had other desires. He grew bigger inside of her. It was too late to delay her orgasm. The tightening of her vagina overcame his wish to prolong his enjoyment and she could feel him pulsating. Her legs straightened and she began to shudder. His arms tightened and he roughly drove deeper. They lay quietly attempting to fuel their bodies with much needed air. He rolled off of her. Eventually he pulled her to him and began to nibble her neck. She laughed. "I better feed you before I become supper." While Diane was preparing their meal, Ryan read the papers. He smiled. "Oscar is thorough," he said. "I have to admit he didn't make the negotiations easy but you persevered." She set the food on the table and was surprised that he scrapped the food from her plate unto his. He reached over and sat her on his lap. She clasped his neck before snuggling. He began to feed her. Ryan feeding her made her feel like a little girl even his licking of sauce or food from her body did not destroy the mood. At the end of the meal he dipped bread into the remaining gravy and dabbed her nipples. She felt new emotions as he began to lick and suckle her nipples. It still astonished her when he lifted her willing body and carried her to their bedroom. His company paid for gym membership after personnel reached executive level. Exercise enabled him to carry her with ease. This suited Diane as she liked to be treated as a little girl. She felt secure in his arms. A mass composed of tangle arms and legs made this form of post sex pleasurable for them. As well, fierce groping, fanatical kissing were supplanted by a calm that enabled them to hold each other tightly in silence. Gone was the intensity of passionate coupling replaced with serene moments of love. She was continually surprised that they fitted so well together. Even breathing informed her that he had fallen asleep. In a way, she was disappointed because she wanted to be tightly held. All the same she felt peaceful and safe in his loose grip. It was pleasurable to be in this type of cocoon. They ignored the rest of the world and explored each other. She was happy that he did not make her into an art object but by actions informed everyone that he could not go too long without running his hands up and down her body. As a result she humoured him by dressing to impress whatever audience viewing them. Everyone could determine that they loved each other. Occasionally they could hear sighs of envy. This only acted as an aphrodisiac. The problems with Oscar still angered her. Not because he tried to destroy her confidence but he did not appreciate her intelligence. In addition, he attempted to remove her safe haven by splitting them up. It was bad enough he stole her business but he misread the lack of fight to protect her investment. He did not realize that her actions were calculated to obtain the most money rather than give lawyers a large sum when she had no chance of winning. Oscar was a master salesman. He was able to extract a payment that more than covered their investment in the company. The only mistake he made was that all the conditions such as not developing a similar company for five years only applied to him. Both Oscar and the buyers thought Diane was incapable of running a business because of her appearance. She was beautiful therefore needed to be cared for. However, it still annoyed her that no one except Ryan thought she was intelligent although it was a good plan to give the impression she was Oscar's candy floss. Because of this erroneous belief it was easy when unknown to the buyers she forced Oscar to split the purchase price equally with her. These thoughts brought a smile as it pained him to have to make such a large settlement. If he thought everything was settled, he was mistaken. It would take her time but he would pay and keep on paying until she was satisfied that he had suffered enough. At this point she rolled over and drifted into a deep, dreamless sleep.