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Chapter 48 - Bequest

I was busy working in the office at the house when the postman made his delivery.  There was a letter in a very good quality envelope addressed to me.  I sat with a cup of tea and opened it.  The letter paper was also a heavy bond and from a firm of solicitors in the northwest.  

The contents of the letter shocked me.  Basically, the solicitor suggested that my uncle had left me some money in his will.  

I had only met my uncle twice or three times and as far as I knew he had died about 15 years ago, about 5 years before my father.  I called the solicitor, Mr Wilson, and we had a long conversation.  

It was clear that he had received instructions from a man who knew some personal things about me. One of the things Mr Wilson asked was if I had any photographs belonging to my father.  

I confirmed that I did have an album somewhere but would have to find it.  Mr Wilson suggested that we meet the following day and that he would travel by train.  

I suggested that he come to the house and he agreed.  "Just one thing Mr Wilson, this is tricky but I have been living as a woman, as Melissa, for the last six months."  

"Oh. I see."  He seemed shocked.  "I hope that does not present a problem does it?"  "No, no, no I was taken by surprise that's all.  I have a client who is in a similar situation and she was referred by my niece, who used to be my nephew.  It won't be a problem but thank you for sharing that."  

He had been very guarded but I understood that and he had said that he wanted to be satisfied that I was the beneficiary of what he had called a 'small estate.'  

I had no idea how much that could be but assumed that it was a few thousand pounds.  Victoria and I talked about it that evening and we were not able to reach any conclusions.  

We would have to wait.  

I left the salon at lunchtime to head home and Victoria arrived at the same time.  She had taken some time off as well. 

 Mr Wilson arrived half an hour later.  We made him tea and a sandwich and we sat at the dining room table.  

He sipped his tea and said, "Now, I understand that this is a bit of a shock but I hope that things will all be explained and that you will be pleasantly surprised. 

 But, I have to satisfy my client of your relationship to him and ensure that I execute his wishes according to the law.  

That having been said I need you to bear with me whilst I ask you some questions.  Is that okay?"  

"Of course, I have no idea what you need to know or how this works but I will answer to the best of my ability."  

He asked about my memories of my uncle which were fleeting and vague, to say the least.  He asked a little about my father and my memories of him.  

Then he asked about photographs and I handed him the album that I had looked at.  

He went through page by page for about fifteen minutes then closed the book.  "Your uncle suggested that you may have photographs very similar to some that he also had from when he was growing up. 

 Having seen those photographs I can tell you that several of them are duplicated in this album.  

Based on that, my research, and what you have told me I am satisfied that you are his heir.  Before I say any more I was instructed that at this point I was to give you this letter. I have not read or seen the actual words but I am aware of the general content as your uncle explained it to me.  

Perhaps I will slip outside and have a cigarette to allow you the privacy to read it before we go any further." With that, he went outside.  Victoria and I looked at one another and she slit open the envelope before handing it to me to open up.  I laid it on the table so that we could read it together.    

 Dear Christopher,  You will no doubt be shocked to learn that I was not deceased as your father had led you to believe.  

Sadly the fact that you are reading this means that I have now passed on.  Your father and I fell out in a grand way because he felt that I had deserted him after our parents had passed away.  

He was right.  I was working overseas and did not feel much affection for your father.  That is a shame as it robbed us both.  I knew that he had told you that I had died and I thought that very cruel.  

We only met a few times but I thought that you were a very bright and polite young man.  

I returned to this country a few years after your father died but I decided that there was no good reason to contact you although I followed your life from a distance.  I was fortunate to learn of your marriage and was able to sneak in at the rear during the ceremony.  

It was clear that you were a fine individual and that your bride was very beautiful.  I learned that I had cancer a few years ago and that I had 3 to 5 years to live.  I made the choice not to intervene in your life.  

I also decided to enjoy the time that I had left and to spend what I had. However, as I did not know when I would die I decided to leave whatever was left of my estate to a relative and not the 'State'.  I only have one and that is you.  

Please do not be sad, I am the one who made my choices and have had a good life.  Please use whatever is left to enjoy your life and make the most of it.

 Arthur   We read the letter through twice and Victoria went to fetch Mr Wilson.  "I can tell you that when your uncle was first diagnosed he considered contacting you but decided that would be unfair.  

He was quite clear with his instructions, he has made a couple of small bequests to charities but the balance of his estate is to go to you.  

You seem like polite people so I will answer the questions that you have not yet asked.  

Once taxes are sorted out and expenses paid, I estimate that you will receive a little over £200,000."  "What," we both exclaimed.  "But how can that be?" 

 "Your uncle was a very well-paid man whilst he worked and saved much of his money.  He has been spending steadily since his diagnosis.  

Frankly, he did not expect to live as long as he did.  It could take up to six weeks for me to deal with all of the issues although I expect that it will be less than that.  I have to ask this.  If you need money immediately I could arrange for an interim payment of £50,000."  "Mr Wilson.  

I am stunned and expect that Victoria is as well.  We do not need that money, so thank you but no.  As for the rest, we are in your hands."  

We chatted and had more tea before Mr Wilson was ready to leave, "Thank you for your kindness.  I am sure this was a surprise but hopefully not a bad one.  

Your uncle did not want you to be sad about the circumstances.  On a personal note, I would be happy to act for or advise you in any way that I can.  I suspect that you have some challenges ahead with your 'lifestyle' but I have some familiarity with such issues. May I also suggest that you make out a will in the event of anything unfortunate occurring?  My being a distance away should not present any issues."  We thanked him and Victoria took him to the station.  I made some food and opened a bottle of wine.  

Victoria arrived back clutching a bottle of champagne, "I stopped on the way back to get this. I thought that we should consider opening this and toasting your uncle. What do you think?"  

"That it is a great idea," we toasted him and then sat talking about what we would do with our newfound good fortune.  

"It is too much to play with in terms of investment.  

We could put it into a rental property or buy a new home." 

"I have no idea.  Do you want a bigger house?"  

"No not really, this one has everything that we need and is in a great place.  I think that we should let this sink in and at least wait until we have the money." 

"Agreed.  Now take me to bed I feel slutty."  Victoria gave me that lewd smile.   

 Over the next four weeks, we had many conversations about the money but did not reach any decisions.  One morning I took a telephone call from Mr Wilson,  "May I speak with Melissa please?"  

"Speaking.  Is that Mr Wilson?"  

"Yes, it is.  I hope that you and Victoria are well.  I have news.  The estate is settled and I am about to write a cheque but I just wanted to establish if you want it to be payable to Melissa or Christopher?" 

 "Christopher please."  

"Of course, it should be with you tomorrow. If I may be bold can I suggest that you give some thought to your name I am sure that you may have encountered issues."  

We ended the call and I realized that I did have to give thought to this matter.  The following day I went back to the house to check the mail.  I had to sit down when I opened the envelope. 

 I called Victoria, "Hi, I have the cheque and a lovely letter from Mr Wilson that you can read later.  Are you sitting down?"  "Yes, what is wrong?"  "This cheque is for £242, 000!"  

"What?"  "It's almost a quarter of a million pounds.  There was less tax and expenses than he had first thought and he says that he did not want to give us an over-inflated expectation." 

 "Do you fancy going out to dinner, something fancy?" 

 "Okay, I was going to ask Jess over for pasta.  But the two of us getting dressed up and going out is a better idea." 

 "What about telling her to get her fanciest clothes on and coming with us.  I'm excited."  

Jess arrived at our house as soon as she could after work.  We were busy doing hair and make-up when Victoria arrived, "you need to catch a shower and then we will help you."  

Whilst Victoria was in the bathroom Jess and I were looking at clothes. I decided on a beautiful chiffon dress that was quite short.  

Jess was looking at the two dresses that she had and said, "I don't have anything that fancy."  

"Check my stuff and see if there is anything that you like."  

"Can I really?"  

She pulled out a very nice dress in purple that was very close fitting and also quite short, "this is beautiful and I have never worn it out. It might be a little tight."  

"I couldn't wear it if you haven't."  

"Yes, you can, don't be silly."  She pulled it on over her panties and bra and has just fastened it as Victoria came into the room wrapped in a towel.  "If you are going to wear that, and it looks fabulous you need a corset. 

Missy, get the nude one."  I handed her the garment and she stepped out of the dress.  I thought that she was going to go to the bathroom but slipped off her bra and started to put on the corset.  I was astonished.  

"Missy, close your mouth or you will drool on your dress.  Jess let me help you."  Victoria went to help Jess fasten the corset and then she exclaimed, "Oh, shit they are wonderful.  When did you get them done? Why did you not tell me?"  What was she talking about? 

 I moved and saw that Jess had a gold ring through each nipple, they were much smaller than the others and there was a chain linking them which was just long enough so that it did not hang down very much in the middle.  

"I got them at the weekend. 

 I would have told you but have not seen you since then.  The large rings can't be hidden and are not right for every day.  These are great and I can wear a bra and no one is any the wiser."  

I stood staring at this astonishing wonderful sight.  Then Jess spoke again, "Okay. Victoria it seems that you quite like them and they feel really good as you now know, but if I am going to finish dressing you need to let them go and if not for god's sake kiss them."  

Victoria stepped back as if she had just touched a flame, and her face went the color of a flame, "I'm sorry, I have no idea what came over me." 

 "No, you might not, but I do," I added and then laughed.  Clearly, Victoria was embarrassed even more so when the towel fell off, "I'm not sure Jess, but I think that may have been an invitation.  

Should I cancel dinner?"  They both said, "No," in unison and sheepishly resumed getting ready. 

 I loaned Jess every item of clothes that she was going to wear including shoes.  Jess was doing Victoria's hair and they were laughing although I could not hear what they were laughing about. 

 I decided to leave the room.  Ten minutes later the two of them appeared in the doorway hand in hand. They posed and twirled, "Will we do?" Asked Victoria. 

 Oh yes, they would do very nicely.  

We took a taxi to the restaurant and after a drink and placing our orders Jess asked, "Now I love being with you two, I an always up for a good meal and love getting really dressed up but what gives?"  We told her the story.  

"You have kept this a secret for four weeks?  Wow, I'm impressed.  Why invite me?"  Victoria thought for a moment.  

"We both love you and are like family to us."  

Jess sniffed and then I noticed a tear.  "Please Jess don't be sad.  We like your company, we really do.  

I would not let you rake in my wardrobe if I didn't.  That's what sisters are for,"  we all laughed again.  I thought for a moment, "Why don't we hit the shops on Thursday evening?  

You can never have enough shoes." 

 "What are you going to do with the money?"  

"We don't know yet, well apart from more shoes.  We could pay off most of our mortgage but I don't know what else yet," I replied.  

We had a wonderful dinner.  The food and service were great and we had quite a bit of wine.  We arranged a taxi to take us back home where we sat and sipped a brandy.  

"I assume that you are staying here and not going home?" I asked.  

"If I can but I don't want to overstay my welcome."  

We headed to bed.  Victoria and I were in bed when there was a gentle knock at the door.  She put her head around, "I just wanted to say thank you for a great evening and for being nice to me." 

 "You are welcome.  I thought you were going to tuck me in and give me a good night kiss,"  I said. 

 She laughed and tip-toed across the room kissed me on the forehead and started back.  "What about me?" asked Victoria.  Jess went to her leaned over and their lips met. That was a proper kiss.  

"Wow that makes me feel left out,"  I said as I watched in awe.  Victoria pulled back the duvet and nodded.  Jess climbed in beside her, "No touching my tits during the night."  

We fell asleep.  I was astounded and had a dream that woke me up in the middle of the night.  

Jess had been eating Victoria and then they turned and Victoria was wearing a strap-on dildo that she plunged into Jess.  I sat up.  No, it was not real.  I looked over and they were both fast asleep but I noticed that Victoria was holding around Jess and had her hands on her breasts.  

The breasts were bare and I know that she had a night shirt on when she came to bed.  I fell asleep again a bit jealous that I was not the one holding Jess's breasts.  

When I woke that morning I turned over.  Things had changed.  Jess was spooning into Victoria's back and was doing exactly the same holding her breasts.  Victoria was naked as well.  I had made coffee when Victoria appeared.  

She looked sheepish but did not say anything.  Then Jess appeared and she looked the same. I went to get dressed.  There was very little chat on the way to work but Jess leaned over and kissed me.  

"I love you, remember that."  

This was not a peck on the cheek, it was intimate.  Just after lunch, Jess asked to speak to me, "Look nothing is going on between us, it just happened."  

She smiled with those big eyes and continued, "You are just jealous, and next time I will hold you.  

I have a gift for you and Victoria, please do not open it until you are together,"  She kissed me on the cheek again and stroked my cheek as well.  

The little bag that Jess had given me was on the table.  She looked at it with a question.  "Jess gave it to me this afternoon and said that we were to open it when we were together.  Victoria reached into the little bag and took out a small black box and a note. She opened the note.  

"Obviously it's from Jess.  It says: 'Thank you both for being in my life, I love you both very much, but equally.  Both of you should enjoy this gift.  Love Jess."  

The box contained two gold rings linked by a chain, identical to the ones that had adorned her beautiful breasts the evening before. Victoria muttered, "Oh shit," and peeled off her blouse and bra.  

She unscrewed the ends of both barbells on her nipples and picked up the rings and chain.  She was shaking and looked at me for help,  "put these in and hurry up," she was trembling.  I took the rings and inserted them one at a time.  

The chain was a perfect length to link the two without pulling.  Under a bra, it would be undetectable but they were magnificent. 

 It was also clear that my touching had affected her.  

"You have no idea how that feels.  We need to either go to bed, get on the couch or on the floor and you need to fuck me and fuck me properly and now.  

My knickers are wringing wet and I hope that it is excitement and if not I have peed myself."

 She had not peed herself.  We lay recovering and she admitted, 

"When I saw Jess's breasts with those rings I got turned on and jealous.  When she touched me I got turned on more.  Last night I woke and found that I was holding her and I guess that you saw that.  

I decided to roll over and when I awoke later I found that she was holding me.  I was turned on by both things. I admit that but I love you and I promise that I will never do anything behind your back." 

 We ate very late as there were other things to do.  I went to sleep holding Victoria's breasts.  She was right they did feel nice.  On Saturday evening we were watching TV when Victoria's phone rang.  

"Hi Jess, what's up?"  I only heard one side of the conversation.  

I knew that Jess had a date but it was odd for her to call us in the middle of it.

 "Oh, it's okay you weren't disturbing us, but why were you phoning a taxi, thought that you were out tonight?  She did what?  Bitch.  Look, get a taxi and come here.  We'll cheer you up."  

"Jess was trying to call a taxi but was crying and called me by mistake.  It seems that her 'date' was late and when Jess said that she was disappointed the girl started shouting and was abusive.  

The girl said that she only asked her for a date because she had heard that she was a slut.  Jess stormed outside and made the call you just heard." 

 Twenty minutes later she arrived and looked awful.  Her make-up was a mess and it was clear that she was still upset.  

She sat on the edge of the couch and said, "I'm so sorry.  I thought that she was nice but was angry about her being late.  

When I told her I was unhappy that she was so late without letting me know she said she was only interested in sex with me had heard that I was easy, and did not expect me to be a drama queen.  I was going to go home and cry.  I did not want to upset your evening."  I leaned over and hugged her.  

"We love you and care for you.  The girl was a bitch.  You need to stay here tonight where you are loved and wanted.  Now go and wash your face and find something from my wardrobe then come and sit with us."  

Ten minutes later she was back looking much more composed.  She had stolen one of my long sports shirts, and a pair of baggy socks and had fixed her make-up.  She looked beautiful. 

She made us all tea and came back to sit down.  Victoria gestured in between us and we snuggled up together.  Two hours later she was laughing and had recovered.  

As we were heading to bed Victoria joked, "Don't forget our goodnight kisses."  We were in bed when we heard the gentle knock. 

 She put her head round came over and kissed Victoria on the cheek then came over to me and kissed me on the lips.  

"Can I give you the cuddle I promised?"  

She slipped in beside me and allowed me to spoon her.  

She whispered, "you can touch them like Victoria did."  Victoria laughed out loud and said, "You two are at it."  I did stroke her breasts.  Victoria was correct.  Amazing!  

A few minutes later Jess whispered, "Victoria?" 

 "Yes?"  "Melissa likes them too."  "How do you know?"  "There is something rather large resting against my leg!"  I was embarrassed and rolled away from her.  I woke up the following morning and Jess had her arms around me. 

 She was still asleep but Victoria was lying on her side watching me.  She whispered, "She gives good cuddles."  The three of us were getting ready at the same time and I was amazed that the two of them made very little effort to cover up in front of each other or me.  I was the one who was more discrete.    

Chapter 49 - New salon  

Julie asked if we could go for a coffee next door and speak.  She had something that she wanted to ask my advice about.  "I have found property for a new salon.  I have looked at the figures and am sure that it will work.  The problem is the amount that I need to borrow.  I cannot get a loan for enough to buy the premises and fit them out as I would like."  

We had a discussion and I looked at the details of the property and her business proposal.  "Julie, can I take this stuff away and study it at home tonight.  I can look over your trading figures as well. There should be a number of ways that this can be done.  I assume that you don't want to go into partnership with another salon owner." 

 "I would prefer not to do that.  I don't feel close enough to anyone else to trust that it would work."  

That evening I changed into a loose skirt and sweater and sat with the documents on the sofa.  

Victoria brought me a glass of wine. 

 "Anything that I can help with?"  

"Julie has found a property but is having financial issues. The property has an open-plan layout.  

There is plenty of room for a waiting and reception area, she could get two sinks at the back and four or five cutting stations.  There is a large bathroom and a kitchen that is big enough for a staff room.  

One of the issues is that the guy selling it wants to sell it with the flat above it.  It is one bedroom and an open plan kitchen and living room.  It looks good but needs a complete redecoration as does the salon."  We studied the photos together.  

"Her business plan makes sense and there should be a profit if her projections are good."  

"How sound is this?" Victoria asked.  

"It looks really good to me if it can be financed."  

"Why don't we, you, lend her the money.  You could charge her a rate of interest that is better than you could get saving it and it would be safer than investments."  "That is genius and clearly why I love you.  Would you mind?"  

"No.  Why don't you get her to come over for dinner tomorrow and you can talk about and then she and I can catch up."   

 The next morning I caught Julie during a quiet spell.  "I have had an idea and need to talk to you.  We would be interrupted here so come over for dinner tonight if you are free."  

"Okay.  Is that okay with Victoria?"  "It was her idea."  

Half an hour later Jess whispered, "Am I invited for dinner too?"  She nibbled on my ear.  "Please stop that before someone sees and then there will be even more gossip about us.  Julie is coming over so that we can talk business so tonight you are on your own."  

"I thought that I loved you, now I'll need to spend the evening with my father, that will not be fun.  And I was going to let you touch my tits again."  She went away smiling.    

Julie, Victoria, and I had a long conversation about her business plan, 

"Julie, Melissa, well Chris actually, has been left some money by a relative he thought had died years ago. 

We have been discussing what to do with it and we both think that loaning it to you would be safe.  It would be good for you and us."  

"That would mean that you would need a smaller loan from the bank,"  I added.  "Oh wow, that needs some thought."  

She sipped her wine, clearly deep in thought. 

 "Can I ask you both a very personal question and you can tell me to mind my own business?  Mary will be back soon, what are your plans?"  Victoria and I looked at each other.  She answered, "We have not made any firm decisions as yet why?"  Clearly, she was thinking again.  

"Actually that does not matter.  My first thought was that you, Melissa, could manage the new salon, but you could.  It would not matter if it was Melissa or Chris."  

There was a lot of chat about that and then Julie threw a new thing into the mix.  

"What about if we went into partnership?  You would have an investment and an interest in making the thing a success and I would know that the place is being managed by someone that I trust."  

That shook us.  Eventually, we decided to sleep on it. Victoria and Julie chatted away whilst I sipped my wine deep in thought.  I went to bed and left them chatting.  Julie stayed the night in the spare room.    

The next morning we were in the kitchen having coffee when Julie asked, "This may be none of my business but how often does Jess sleep here?" 

 "Occasionally, why?"  

"I recognize her shirt that she used to wear a lot, folded under the pillow and there is a small toilet bag in the bedside drawer."  

"As I said, occasionally.  Look we both love the girl and enjoy her company."  Victoria was a bit defensive.  

"You know I thought for some time that she (pointing at me) and Jess had a thing but you are a bit defensive.  What is going on?"  "Nothing.  

She is a friend.  She eats with us sometimes and comes here to avoid her father.  She occasionally raids my wardrobe.  Jess and Victoria go off and do stuff together as well."  I was defensive too.  

"Okay, none of my business."    

That evening Victoria and I had a long conversation about the proposal and agreed that it made sense.  "If I'm going to do this I would want Jess to be my main stylist.  Do you think that Julie would agree?"  

"I doubt if she will be happy but it does make sense.  I know that some of the others are a bit cold towards her because she is skilled and the customers love her." 

"That is true."  

"You could also rent her the flat above the salon.  It would be handy to have someone close to the premises and it would get her free from her father."  

"That's a good idea. 

 It would also mean that she would not be here as often and could have more noisy sex." 

 "I suspect that she would be here just as often, more so if we let her."  

"Why do you say that?"  I was puzzled.  "That question tells me that you are still a male deep down.  She is in love with both of us!"  

"Oh." 

"On another subject.  You need to think about how we are going to move forward.  Am I getting my husband back or is my girlfriend going to be around a bit longer?"  

"Oh."  

"You need to think about it and then we can talk."