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Part Two – Finding HappinessSix months passed so very quickly in the Bates mansion. Christmas decorations went up and then Christmas too passed. Nancy spent a glorious New Year with Steve and attended all the big galas being thrown around the city. It was another mild Vancouver winter and rain seemed to be the only thing that could put a damper on Nancy’s mood.Over the holidays she had the staff from the Country Club attend a soiree in their honour with their children. She handed out presents and delighted in the screams of joy from them. Angela had picked out the gifts and soon electronics from phones to gaming consoles festooned the floor with overly excited children.Nancy had pulled Devin aside during the day and presented him with an envelope. He opened it and read the letter of offer inside. With his wife by his side, she had read it and fainted. He shook his head at Nancy once his wife had recovered and accepted the job as the new head of the Country Club, replacing Evan Carter. Carter was being brought up on charges of sexual harassment in the workplace.The staff in the mansion couldn’t have been happier for their employer. Nancy was everywhere in the house the past few months. Furniture was replaced. Decorations moved or changed. Nancy was meeting many different charities and socialites. Her schedule was full, and she loved it.Ben had secured a record deal with a local Vancouver company and had written a song for Nancy that she played all the time. She had even thrown a party in the house with Ben as the main attraction, and his following grew in leaps and bounds.Steve and her were an item. The gossip ran fast and thick. Nancy ignored it all and was simply lost in all her own excitement. When they had finally slept together, it had been a wonderful evening. Full of excitement and new discoveries. Afterward, she had taken Alice aside and held her hands apart by several inches and Alice had gasped.Angela was proving her worth. Her studies were progressing wonderfully and to Nancy’s surprise, she had opted to take business instead of technology. She had a knack for business and assured Nancy all was well. The boards for the business had become used to queries from Angela and quickly learned to follow through quickly or face the wrath of a rejuvenated Nancy. Angela and her were spending more and more time together and Nancy found she craved those times. They lived in the same house, but their schedules rarely overlapped. Nancy found herself making up reasons to be with her.Throughout, Nancy sensed a distance from Angela. She was holding back from her. She always had an excuse to leave and Nancy would watch her hurry away and wonder what she had done wrong. She had noticed that Angela always sat next to her and often her hand would find a way to touch her in small ways. The back of her hand, a shoulder, an arm. She thrilled at the touch but found Angela would move away if she reciprocated.Tonight, Steve was coming over for a romantic dinner. Valentine’s Day was a little over two weeks away and Steve seemed preoccupied about it. Alice informed her she was sure he was going to propose but Nancy didn’t believe it for a moment. Steve and she had something wonderful, but Nancy knew she could never make that commitment. She adored Steve but she knew she didn’t love him. She was certain Steve knew that. She had never expressed that sentiment to him.She was sitting in the big room looking out past grey skies at the Gulf. Vancouver can be a dreary place in the late winter and early spring. Clouds from the Pacific would dump their heavy rain load across Vancouver Island and Vancouver as they rose up over the Rockies to the East. It could be a depressing time, but Nancy felt buoyed. Her house was vibrant and alive again and her spirits rose with it.She felt a presence and looked back to see Lan entering the room. “Afternoon, Lan.”“Afternoon, miss. The chef reports she has a wonderful meal prepared for you this evening. She only wants to know where you wish to hold it.”Nancy nodded. “Please tell her we will have it in my bedroom. At the table beside the French doors to the balcony. And please tell her I will accept whatever wines she feels pair with the meal. One wine per dish, please. I want this evening to be memorable.”Lan nodded and left.Nancy sighed contentedly. She felt a twinge in her chest and gasped. They were happening more frequently, and she often felt short of breath. She would break out in a sweat at the oddest times. Her doctors had examined her and drawn blood, and they all reported there was nothing wrong with her. In a moment it passed, and Nancy wiped her brow. One of her doctors suggested she start to work out and had left when she had laughed at him. He wasn’t wrong though, was he? she thought.“There you are!” boomed a male voice, startling Nancy out of her reverie. She rose and smiled as Steve strode into the room. He was dressed casually, and he looked smart. He took her breath away with his clean, handsome looks. He could please her in bed like no other, although if she were truthful with herself, she had only ever been with George before. They had both been new to sex and stumbled in the bed. Steve, on the other hand, was experienced, and he was patient and taught her things that still made her blush thinking of them.She had time to wonder how Steve had become such a common presence in her home when she was swept up in his arms and being kissed passionately. He always curled her toes, and she was surprised to find herself lifting one foot behind her like some damsel. She laughed into his mouth and he broke the kiss and grinned down at her.“How’s my darling doing this afternoon?”“Fine! Better now!”He pulled a hand away from her lower back and looked at it. “You’re sweating again.”She grimaced. “Yeah, sorry. It keeps coming and going.”“Did you ask the doctors about menopause?”She blushed and slapped his broad, strong chest. “Yes. And no. It’s not that. They ran all the usual tests, looking for proteins and whatnot. Angela tried to explain it to me. It’s all too much.”Steve looked concerned. “If you haven’t got your health, then you haven’t got anything.”She giggled at the quote. Steve had made her watch all sorts of crazy movies and she recognised the line. bahis siteleri “Stop it. We are going to have dinner in the bedroom tonight. Is that alright?”“Oh yes. I won’t have to carry you as far this time.”She blushed, thinking of the time he had carried her naked through the house from the pool to her bedroom. She had been so frightened the staff would see and it had strangely excited her beyond measure. That had been the night she had taken him in her mouth. She had felt so naughty.And now look at me, she thought, amused. Steve has introduced me to so many more sordid acts. And I adore it!Tonight, she was giving up her one last line in the sand. She was frightened and excited. Thinking about it made her passion rise, and she kissed Steve hard.Before she knew it, she had grabbed his hand and pulled him down the hallway to her bedroom.“What’s this?” protested Steve, and Nancy giggled to hear the fake tone.“Shut up!” she ordered once inside. She slammed her door shut and pointed to her bed. “Pants off and lie back!”Steve scrambled to tear his jeans off. His boxers flew with them and she saw his massive penis spring forward and bounce over his heavy scrotum. When she had first seen it, she had almost screamed. It was twice the size of her husband’s. She didn’t think they could be so huge. It was almost the size of her forearm. Steve had said it was a curse, but she didn’t think so. He had to be gentle with her, but she liked it that way.Steve flopped onto the bed and Nancy crawled up on top of him. She straddled his hips and pressed her groin hard against his shaft. He winced. “Jeans! Ouch!”“I’m so sorry!” she apologised and slipped lower. “Here let me kiss it better…”She planted a kiss on the bulbous head of his cock. She could feel the heat radiating from it. The same heat that filled her and gave her such pleasure. Thick veins ran along the thick shaft and she ran the tip of her tongue along them, bringing a hiss of pleasure from Steve. She was getting better at it.She knew what he liked. He had been such a gentle teacher to her. He had opened her eyes to pleasure and how to give and receive it. The first time she had done this she didn’t think she could. He had asked, and she had felt it her duty to try. Now she loved doing it. It excited her. Having him do this to her had been what tipped her over.She ran a light touch of the tip of her tongue between his heavy testicles. Pushing them gently aside as she probed harder until she touched the shaft behind them. She flicked her tongue and then flattened it and ran it lightly up and over his testicles. She could hear him panting. He was quiet in bed, but she knew how to read the signs now. She watched his testicles move on their own inside his scrotum, rising and then falling again. She licked again and watched them dance. She was doing that. She was making that happen, and she smiled in joy.She grasped his thick, muscled thighs and pushed them out and away and Steve helped. She licked lower and touched the space between his balls and his anus with her sharp tongue and heard him gasp. She reached up and grasped his thick shaft lightly and stroked it slowly. She ran a finger over his bulbous head and felt the slick wetness of his pre-cum and smiled into his taint.She pulled her head back a little and stared at all of him exposed. Months ago, she would never have done this in a thousand years. Now, she knew the pleasure of it. She knew that two people who respected each other and cared for each other could do this act and relish in it. She felt the wetness between her legs. Her body was rewarding her for being such a naughty girl.Not for the first time, she wondered what Angela’s ass would look like before her. She used to fight these thoughts, but now thoughts of Angela were always in her mind. Dirty thoughts. She knew she craved the taste of Angela. Needed to know what she tasted like. She had wondered the same thing about her long-lost friend. She believed Angela would taste the same as she would have. She would love to have the opportunity.Nancy had learned one thing about this act. Nervous and tentative licks were great but diving in with a hunger would get Steve to ejaculate in no time at all. And it was his ejaculate she wanted right now. As soon as his lips touched hers in the Gallery, her thoughts had turned to it. And I always get what I want, she thought.She attacked his taint and balls with her tongue and mouth. She loved the texture, the way his body moved to her touch, the sounds that escaped him, small though they may be. She stroked his shaft lightly, and she continued to run a finger up and over his cockhole, lubricating the tip and sending shivers through Steve.She sucked a testicle gently into her mouth, making Steve jerk on the bed and then groan aloud. She popped it free and watched his testicle climb higher and pull in tight against him, and she quickly rose and engulfed his gleaming and engorged cockhead in her mouth and swirled her tongue over it.Steve cried out and Nancy held on to the spasming penis and felt the first hot gush of his cum flood her mouth. She swallowed around the thick head; a task not so easy to do. The first time she had choked badly on it. Cum had shot out her nose, burning, and Steve had been devastated. They laughed about it now but at the time she had been horrified. Horrified that she had let him down.Now she was becoming a professional, and she proudly swallowed the thick cum and felt it slide down her throat. Her cum. She made it happen. She claimed it and owned it. The next ejaculation hit the roof of her mouth. She moved it in her mouth and swallowed it with ease. Sometimes he ejaculated three times, and she almost squealed when the third hit the back of her mouth. She swallowed this down and sucked gently on the spongy head, pulling more of his sweet and salty cum into her hungry mouth.Steve became a dead weight on the bed. Nancy kept sucking and licking gently. She ran a thumb up the underside of his shaft and watched more cum pool and spill out his cock hole. She licked it up and gave it another gentle suck inside her mouth. She played with his cock as it slowly shrank and became soft. She loved watching this. It would go from this massive rigid monster to something canlı bahis siteleri somehow so much smaller and so soft and gentle. When it shrank all the way down, she sucked the cum that continued to spill from it away and then crawled up to try to kiss Steve. He always resisted with a grimace. She couldn’t understand why he didn’t like it. Cum was delicious, she thought. I love my juices. He should love his, too.He resisted again, but she managed to kiss the corner of his mouth and he wiped it away quickly. “Stop it!”She giggled and lay on his chest. It was surprisingly comfortable. The first time they had slept together, she had slept on top of him and she had had the best sleep of her life. She woke still on top of his broad chest in the morning with Lan making a sound in her bedroom and asking if she wanted breakfast served in bed.She had been horribly embarrassed until she had noticed her staff smiling at her more and nodding their heads. They had approved, and she was happy. She felt liberated.She shook herself and rolled off Steve, and then slapped his chest. “No falling asleep. Wake up!”She heard a knock at her bedroom door and, without thinking, called out for whoever it was to enter.She heard Steve make a gurgled sound and realised he was lying with his pants off and his cock exposed.The door swung open, and Angela was standing there. Her eyes went straight to Steve’s cock and glued themselves there. Nancy could see her eyes widen and then move along its impressive length, even soft as it was. Then Nancy saw the look of disgust that crossed her face before she ran apologising from the room, closing the door behind her with a bang.“Oh, shit,” said Nancy.“Shit, indeed,” echoed Steve. A little while later, Nancy asked Angela to join them in the Gallery. She entered meekly and stood near where Steve and she were seated. Nancy patted the seat beside her.“Come sit, Angela,” she said.Angela sat and looked at the floor. Nancy could see how embarrassed she was. She reached out and pulled her into an embrace. She held her tight and at once noticed just how good it felt. Like she belonged there. She felt Angela melt in her arms and decided to keep holding her. She stroked her back and felt Angela nestle a little closer.“I’m sorry you had to see that. It was my fault. I wasn’t thinking. Please forgive me?”She felt Angela nod against her chest. Nancy realised that Angela had her face pressed up against her breast and she felt a thrill run through her. She cleared her thoughts. Without knowing, her hand which was stroking Angela’s back rose, and she ran her fingers through her hair. It was a very intimate moment, and it was not lost on Steve. He looked at both of them in surprise.“It won’t happen again. I’m sorry.”Angela nodded again and then slowly pulled back. Nancy released her and her fingers trailed and seemed to not want to let go. Nancy placed her hands in her lap. Angela’s face was a deep red of embarrassment. Nancy felt the heat from her own cheeks.Steve spoke into the silence. “I’m sorry, too.”Angela glanced at him and then away.Nancy sighed. “I’ve asked Lan to bring us something to drink. Something to settle our nerves, it should be… ah, thank God, here she is.”Lan entered with a small tray. She set it down and handed Angela an energy drink, still in the can like she preferred. She handed Steve a scotch and then handed Nancy a warm glass of milk. Her favourite since George had passed. Lan had given her the first glass in those first days after he died. It helped her sleep and helped settle her nerves. She took the glass gratefully and sipped it. “Thank you, Lan.”Lan smiled-a rare occurrence. “My pleasure, miss.” She left them alone.“This is awkward. Somebody say something,” complained Nancy.Angela stirred and looked at Steve. “Can I ask what you do?”Steve stared at her. “What do you mean?”“What do you do for a living? I have no idea.”Nancy started in her seat. She didn’t either. Steve had hinted at inherited wealth. But she truly didn’t know. She looked at him expectantly.“Um, well. My money comes from an inheritance. Old money, as we say in the States. I’ve invested it. I do okay for myself.”Angela looked thoughtful. “I see. You’re nowhere on the Net. I can’t find you.”Steve smiled. “I make sure of that.”Angela started. “How?”“How?”“Yes, how? That’s impossible these days unless you’re in a crime syndicate or the FBI or….” she trailed off in thought. Nancy stared at her. Angela shook her head. “Never mind silly me. I’m so sorry I barged in on you. Can I ask a question, Steve?” Nancy frowned at how Angela said his name. She had drawn it out.Steve looked nervous. He nodded. “That is a massive cock you have. Like, I’ve seen cocks before. Shit, the Internet is full of them. Being a girl means men send you pics of their dicks like ALL THE TIME. I consider myself an expert. That is a massive cock you have. Did you ever do porn?”Steve jerked in his seat. “Porn? What? No!” Nancy watched him get angry. “That’s a horrible thing to say!”Angela shrugged and Nancy was appalled at her behaviour.“Angela! Apologise! That was rude!”Angela shrugged again and then apologised. “Sorry. Look I have to go do some schoolwork. I have a paper due in three days and I am really behind.” She looked at Nancy. “See you later?”Nancy reached out and grasped her hand. “Of course, Angela. I always have time for you, you know that.”Angela pinched her lips together and nodded. She looked so sad and vulnerable that Nancy felt the desire to give her a kiss and then pushed the thought away and smiled at her instead. Angela rose and left carrying her drink with her. She turned right and Nancy knew she was headed to the office, which Angela had pretty much claimed as her own.Nancy turned to Steve. “I don’t know what’s got into her.”Steve was still watching where Angela had left. “Either do I…”* * *The next evening, Nancy walked with a little discomfort. Last night had been memorable and eye-opening. Steve had taken her anal virginity. He had been so patient and so understanding. It had really hurt, but she had pushed through it. For a moment it had felt great, but mostly it had been painful. Steve apologised and said maybe it wasn’t for her. She had quickly agreed.Then he suggested they try canlı bahis it again another time, and she had grudgingly agreed.Nancy was curious about Angela. Her actions over the last couple of days had been strange. She flitted about and left rooms in a hurry and refused to talk to anyone in the household. Finally, Nancy had had enough and sent her on an errand just to get rid of her for a while.The house was usually quiet this time of night. She insisted the staff not work past supper and they almost all left for their house on the grounds. Some lived with their families in Vancouver and Nancy subsidised their rent to make up for not being able to enjoy the free accommodation. Angela was the only one who lived in the house proper.When she turned into the hallway, she saw a flicker of light from the office. Curious to see who could be in there she hurried her pace. Her shoes clicked on the hardwood floors. The flicker stopped and Nancy was surprised to see Lan emerge.“Lan? Why are you here?”“Sorry, miss, I was just cleaning up and looking for spare dishes. Angela sometimes leaves things lying around.”Nancy frowned. That didn’t sound like Angela. She was about to ask about the flickering light but then decided to shut her mouth. “Oh, okay. Thank you for the milk this evening. It really helps. You should run along. Get some rest and have some time to yourself.”“Yes, miss. Sorry to startle you.”Nancy nodded and Lan hurried away. She’s not carrying anything, she realised.Nancy waited until she heard her leave by the side entrance and went into the office. She looked around the room from the entrance. She hadn’t been in here for a long time. She remembered watching Angela masturbate to a seedy image of herself. Remembered her calling out her name in pleasure. Nancy felt the same thrill run through her.I have to understand this infatuation with Angela! She chided herself. She’s always in my thoughts! Morning and night.But it was Angela’s behaviour that had her worried. She was off-kilter, and Nancy was concerned. She moved through the room and looked for anything out of place before turning to the computer. The screen was black, but she could hear the soft noise from the fans turning. She sat in the seat and felt her ass sink into it. George always had good taste, she thought.Carefully she grasped the mouse and jumped a little when the screen lit up.“Windows,” she said into the empty room. “This is called windows.” She looked around the screen at all the little icons but couldn’t make much sense of them. Nancy wasn’t computer illiterate, but they weren’t something she prided herself on.Angela had tried to teach her some of it a couple of months back and Nancy strained to remember what she had said. After a moment she recognised a couple of icons and clicked one that seemed to be resting on the bottom of the screen.The screen filed and Nancy didn’t know what she was looking at. It looked like something out of a movie. It was text but written in some language she didn’t understand. She opened another icon and then spent some time looking at bank accounts and business accounts. Everything seemed fine and Nancy breathed a sigh of relief.Then she noticed a folder on the screen called ‘Nancy’. She clicked it and a password prompt appeared. She frowned. This wasn’t hers and she didn’t know the password. She made a mental note and shut down the computer. She stood and then braced herself as her head went dizzy. Sweat erupted all over her body and she suddenly needed to throw up. She breathed deeply until it passed, and she staggered out to her bedroom.As soon as she entered nausea returned stronger than before and she rushed to the bathroom to throw up. After emptying her stomach, she sat next to the toilet with her cheek pressed up against the cool porcelain. That was the second time that week. * * *The next morning, Nancy felt too exhausted to get out of bed. Lan came by and checked in on her and then asked the staff to leave her be. Lan came back with another glass of warm milk and Nancy thanked her and dismissed her for the day.She slept on and off. The milk helped, but then the sweating started, and she heaved most of the milk up in the bathroom. She was off today. She couldn’t sleep. She felt terrible and nothing seemed to help. Her head pounded painfully.At one point, Angela came by to check on her. She stood in the doorway wringing her hands and pleaded to speak to her. Nancy kept sending her away and each time she returned, she grew angrier.“For God’s sake, Angela. I’m not well! Can’t you see that? Leave me the fuck alone!”She saw the fright and pain in her eyes before she fled crying and she collapsed back in bed. Perhaps I need a doctor, she thought, and sleep took her.When she woke, it was dark outside. When her senses returned, she realised she wasn’t alone in bed. Startled she cried out and then jerked in bed when she saw it was Angela lying on top of the bed beside her.She fumbled for the nightside table light switch and turned it on and sat up in bed. The bedsheet slipped down to her waist, exposing her breasts.“Angela! Angela! Wake up!”Angela stirred and woke. “Wuh?”“Angela, what are you doing in my bed?”Angela jolted awake and sat up. She looked over at Nancy, saw she was naked, and her eyes fastened to her breasts. Her breath drew in sharply and she continued to stare at them.Nancy started to feel self-conscious but for some reason refused to cover up. She knew Angela had masturbated to her images. Now she had the real thing in front of her.Angela tore her eyes away and looked at Nancy. “I’m so worried about you. You’re getting worse! I cleaned up your bathroom. You were really sick in there!”Nancy looked away embarrassed. “The doctors can’t find anything wrong. Scans, blood work, everything. Fine.”“But you’re not!”“Hush. I’ll be fine. What are you doing in here?”“I’ve been trying to talk to you all day! You kept sending me away! Yelling at me!”“I know, I’m sorry. I’m out of sorts.”“I know, Nancy. I’m sorry.”It thrilled her to hear her name spoken. “What is it you are so desperate to say?”Angela glanced at her breasts once again and licked her lips. “I… I have concerns. About your investments. It looks like you’ve invested in a shell company.”“What are you talking about? I don’t make investments. George did all that.”“This happened after his death, so it had to be you. It was only a couple of months ago!”Nancy was confused. She still felt terrible and her head was pounding. “What company?”
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