Choice Tales from the Vale – (293) Keep it in the Family
Sharpington-by-Sea is a traditional seaside resort complete with a Victorian Pier, seafront hotels, crazy golf, the Palladium ballroom, well maintained gardens, promenade, theatre and illuminations, all the usual things to have a great time by the seaside, as well as Sharpington Fun Park which was the first purpose built amusement park to open in Britain, which had an assortment of rides, like the Rotor and the Wild Mouse, The Cyclone and the Morehouse Galloper, all very tame compared to 21st century roller coasters, but still fun.
It was also a popular resort for retirees and boasted a number of static caravan parks but there were also more adult pursuits to be had and James Staley was the owner and manager of the Tainted Angel club which catered for the seedier tastes.
It may have been an unsavoury business, but James was very successful at it, but he worked long hours.
He had been married to his long-suffering wife Lianne for ten years and they were happy, but she desperately wanted a child, and because of his success at the club there was no need for her to work so as a result she was bored.
So, she compensated by drinking, and she drank a lot, firstly she did it in secret but eventually she drank all the time and to the point that she needed to go to rehab where she had been for three weeks.
His coping mechanism for his wife’s absence was to work even longer hours and the response of his wife’s family was to send a succession of family members to look after the house and make sure he was looked after.
His current minder was Lianne’s youngest sister, 18-year-old student, Charlotte who he found to be a little over familiar, which made him feel uncomfortable, so he worked even later in order to avoid her.
It was 3 am when he drove up on the drive and was surprised to see there was still a light burning in the window, so he got out of the car and went inside not knowing whether she was waiting for him inside.
But when he went in, all was quiet, so he made his way upstairs where the landing light was still burning and as he passed the guest room he noticed the light from the landing had flooded into the room causing him to do a double take because in the centre of the room, directly in front of him was the perfectly illuminated, pert round naked arse of his young sister-in-law Charlotte.
He pushed the door wide open to reveal the sumptuous scene of her laying with her back to him on the bed in the foetal position, and her naked body was only partially covered by a duvet.
He found himself walking over to the bed where he put his hand on one of her firm buttocks, which was cold to his touch, so he began caressing the cold fleshy cheek and it eventually began to warm, as did he.
And after he finished caressing her around the full curve of her buttocks his fingers reached her hot pussy and Charlotte began to stir as his fingertips lightly traced around her lips before he entered the creamy heat between them and she murmured in her sleep as he continued stroking her juicy heat which was when she gasped.
“Ohhhh” she said, “I knew you wanted me” and she grabbed his spare hand and pulled it up to her breast and squeezed his hand onto her globe as he continued frigging her.
Suffice is to say he totally succumbed to her that night, despite his misgivings and the fourteen-year age gap and he felt no guilt when he left her bed to climb into his own, its true to say that she was not a virgin when he left her room, but in his defence, she wasn’t a virgin when he entered it, or for that matter when he entered her.