This Old House - Sex Stories

This Old House

... of the photos. I went to refill our wine glasses, and when I returned Dawn was crying.

"Hey, what's up?" I asked as I hugged her. Dawn sniffled and burst into tears again.

"I miss them so much, Pete. With them both gone and you living miles away, it is really hard for me being alone. God why is everything so fucked up?" Dawn cried as I held her, several minutes later she calmed down.

"I'm always here for you, Dawn. A phone call is all it takes. You have Richard, so you're not alone."

"I might as well be for all the interest he shows me. Probably because he's too busy screwing his assistant at work." I didn't realise things were so rough for Dawn.

"Do you know he's playing around, or do you just think he is?" I asked.

"I'm pretty sure he is. I did some laundry recently, one of his shirts smelt of perfume, Miss Dior to be precise. I know it's what his assistant Gemma wears. So that and the fact he hasn't touched me in months, yeah, I'm sure he's cheating." I hugged Dawn, she started crying again. I really didn't know what to say. No doubt, whatever I said wouldn't have made her feel better.

Dawn calmed down and reached for her wine, she took a large gulp. "If we didn't have to sell this place, I would have moved back here myself."

"Seriously, Dawn. You would move in here?" Dawn nodded.

"Yes, It would get me away from a cheat who doesn't want me. The worst part is I would give him what he wants, me out of the picture so he's free to screw that ...

... bitch!" I sat and looked at the floor, unsure of how or what to say or do. I didn't need the money from the sale of the house, I already had more than I could spend. Now would probably be a good time to let Dawn know how well off I was, without rubbing her nose in it.

"Okay, Dawn. Let's say we didn't need to sell this place, and you move in here." I looked at Dawn, her attention was fixed on me. "If we don't sell the house and you move in, how will you pay the bills?"

"I know Pete,I can't afford to, it's just a dream. One I wish there was a way of making it come true. I doubt I would find any work close to here, I am certainly not commuting to London everyday."

I sat and looked around the room, I could see Dawn watching my every move. I knew the job Dawn was laid off from, if she found another job she wouldn't be able to work from home. Her skills meant she had to be in the office everyday.

"Is there any type of work you can do from home?"

Dawn thought and shook her head. "Probably not, everything I am qualified for means working in an office." We sat in silence for a few minutes, Dawn stood up and looked at me. "I'm going to turn in for the night, I'm exhausted." I watched as my sister slowly walked upstairs. I hated seeing her like this. I sat for a further few minutes, I had an idea that was turning into a plan. Given that Dawn was so tired it could wait until after breakfast. Dawn was lying on her side, I could hear her sniffling. I lay on my back, I usually did ...