Second Cousin: The Size Princess
Copyright© 2023 by OmegaPet-58
Chapter 14: Olivera’s
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 14: Olivera’s - About to graduate high school, Connie is overlooked because of her unfashionable dress and ugly coke-bottle glasses. Then she's introduced to her second cousin, who sees "her" and they bond courtesy of the two aunts who put them together, and provide them with a safe space to canoodle. And then Connie is overwhelmed when she discovers Jim's attribute. You're a princess first, and then you become a queen. A compact little tale of young love.
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Teenagers Consensual Romantic Teen Siren Heterosexual Fiction Rags To Riches DomSub First Masturbation Safe Sex Size
Allen was nervous as he walked up the cobbled path to the restaurant entrance. He didn’t notice how some of the men around him looked on enviously at his stunning dinner companion. Then he caught sight of Martina waiting for them and swore under his breath.
“Don’t worry, Allen, you’re not late. She looks pleased to see you. Smile!”
Martina was also stunned by Connie’s transformation from an unexceptional young receptionist to a glamorous siren.
“We meet again! I thought it might be you.”
“Oh, I’m sorry about that. It’s just...”
“Don’t worry about it, Allen, uh, Mr. Dawes, explained.”
“Please, first names only. I’m way too young to be Ms. Tinlette. I’m Connie, he’s Allen, and you’re Martina. Alright?”
“OK. Reservation for Dawes?”
“Right this way. Eduardo will be your waiter.”
They ordered drinks, and then Martina pulled an envelope from her clutch.
“I think you will be upset if I delay this part, Connie. This check is the conclusion of a trust created 17 years ago for the sole benefit of Constance Violet Tinlette, born April 23, 2005. I’m required to see your driver’s license first, Connie. Good, thank you. You should put down your drink. Here you go.”
Even so, she coughed, and her eyes watered.
“Two point nine mil...”
“Yes, Connie, it’s all yours.”
“But how? Why? WHO? Allen?”
“I don’t know, Connie. Martina, what do you know?”
“Not very much, for sure. There’s definitely been an effort to keep this all very confidential through the years. Apparently, successfully, judging by your reaction. Does the name Adelson mean anything to you?”
“Nope, nothing.”
“Chester Adelson was a successful owner of a retail business with some twenty locations. He set up this trust for your benefit back then with a management stipend to have the predecessor to my law firm track you down and pay you when you reached maturity. The trust investments performed very well, and, here we are.”
“And where is this Chester Adelson now?”
“I’m sorry to tell you, he died from COVID before the vaccines were available.”
“I guess there’s only one reason this man might have done this. He must have been my father!”
Martina was disturbed and shocked.
“Why would he do this? You were, maybe, two years old. A toddler!”
“I can guess. My hateful mother lied to me. She said my father wanted nothing to do with me and abandoned her when I was a baby. My whole life, I’ve felt the sting of that, of that rejection. But she lied. Here are 2.9 million reasons that show he cared. She must have been so horrible that he had to leave both of us, when I was too little to know him.”