Jessie stepped out of the car looking every inch the businesswoman and walked to my side. The woman mouthed ‘sorry’ as the news people approached us. Jessie showed me a message just received,
Interest is huge. Starting price is £670k.
We were standing by the car while Jessie was interviewed.
“I’m Millie, this is Alan.” The woman said, she picked up Jessie’s wet nickers and put them in the truck.
“She’d have been embarrassed.” She said with a wink. “She’s got some balls, standing there, being interviewed on tele, with no knickers on.”
The interview finished, they asked to speak with our new friends. Millie was a star, telling how it was less than an hour to London, no motorway noise, lovely countryside all around. Houses were going for millions down the road. Even told how they were desperate to buy, they were living with her parents but wanted to start a family, she even teared up.
The news crew left more cars had arrived.
“Can you get us on the list of buyers?” Millie asked. We nodded. “We will stay at the gates, tell people to get on the website.
More cars started arriving, we had to lock the gates again and leave Millie and Alan to let us know how many turned up.
We hadn’t gone far when Lexy came on the phone. She was crying, telling she was sorry we had split up.
“It wasn’t that, Lexy.” Jessie said. “Watch the local news tonight, we’ll meet in a few days.”
Once Millies interview was shown on TV things went nuclear. We could’ve sold the houses three times over. In two months, we had thirty thousand deposit on them all, Grosvenor Village, began to rise from the ground.
Martha’s prediction came true, the fortune earned was unimaginable. We needed a new home, finding one only a few miles from my parents. It was the biggest in the area, with every luxury available.
Although it was November when we took possession of the house, it was mid-December when we moved in. We’d had some changes made and designers in, to fit it out with everything needed. It was a brilliant start to married life, we’d been married in a register office, with Lexy and Jessie’s parents as witnesses, to be fair, that was her choice, not mine.
Just after new year, Jessie answered the door. I was in the games room, watching football on a massive screen. Jessie brought Lexy in, both looked unsure. Standing up I looked to the door. My father, then mother, walked in.
Dad strode over with his hand extended. I shook it.
“You don’t look as big.” I said looking him in the eye.
“You are a lot smarter than I thought.” He replied.
Mother burst into tears and dashed to me.
We sat around a table; a lot was talked about. My father didn’t look so fearsome, I wasn’t frightened of him anymore. We decided to forge some kind of relationship, though I did have some reserves that they were only bothered now because I was wealthy, I agreed.
“It’s been ages Lexy; do you want to stay over?” Jessie asked as we gathered by the door front door.
“Yes, why not.” Lexy said, hanging her coat back up.
Jessie was behind me, she reached for my hand, pushed it between her legs, she wasn’t wearing panties and her cunt was wet.