Generous Offers
Copyright© 2018 by Mike Kaye
Chapter 5: DAY FOUR - Advice
Sex Story: Chapter 5: DAY FOUR - Advice - A retired engineer wants to teach a free software class at a community college. But instead is directed to a private school to teach two 19-year-old ladies for money. The private school is happy to unload problem students. The ladies are happy to cheat their parents out of room and board money. The retired engineer is happy he doesn't need Viagra.
Caution: This Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Fiction Oriental Female Cream Pie Oral Sex
“Between your computer classes, you two will have to do a few things. Learn to drive, buy a car and sign up for classes at a community college. Take one class like biology or philosophy for non-majors and some fun class like cooking or interior design. I can help you with math. It never hurts to understand algebra. Your classes will keep you from being bored.
“As twins, you should be able to share a car. PLEASE resist the temptation to show how rich you will be in less than two years. Get a compact car both of you can drive and share it.
“Ladies, I need to call my lawyer and accountant. I want to invite both of them to dinner here. You two will prepare a nice dinner for them. Between the two of them, you will both have a better idea about managing your good fortune.
Beth grumbled, “I bet we have to get dressed for them.”
“It might not be tonight. I have to call and find out when they can both come over.”
I called. Our guests would be arriving next Monday, a little before 7:00 pm.
I wanted to help my girls. (Whoa Mike, don’t go there.) Take two: I wanted to help my ladies adjust but I have no experience being filthy rich.
That evening I suggested soaking in the hot tub. They each grabbed four 500ml water bottles putting them on a table next to the hot tub. They both looked like they were trying to get orgasms from the bubble jets. I came up behind Beth, played with her boobs, and presented an almost stiff penis between her legs. She moaned in gentle delight. Hey, no lie, I was having fun too. Chrissy wanted and got the same treatment. I watched my ladies enjoying themselves.
It was time. I turned off the jets.
“I want my ladies to be happy. Not just here but for the rest of your lives. I know you hate your parents. I think I know why: money. Money does not buy happiness. Money does things to people. I’m only guessing that your grandfathers’ money affected your parents. I don’t want your money to mess up your lives.
“From time to time, I will provide down to earth advice you never got from your respective parents.
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