Avery - Sex Stories

Avery

... promise I am not going to get us killed. Let’s check out one more room and we’ll go, ok?” “You promise?” she asked. “I promise,” I said. She agreed and I led her into my office. She was looking around like a timid mouse. I went over to the desk and started looking through some of my mail. She found an older picture of me with my parents and she was studying it carefully; not quite putting the pieces together. Finally she whispered, “They have a kid that looks a lot like you.” “Really?” I said. “That’s weird. And look at their mail: he has the same name as me.” “What? Really?” she asked. I handed her the envelope and she looked at it curiously. At first she only noticed that the first name was the same. A few seconds later, she saw that the last name was the same, too. Then she noticed the middle initial was the same. Her eyebrows pushed together and her forehead wrinkled in utter confusion. Then she looked back to the picture and pieces started falling in place but still not fully connecting. “Is this your parent’s place?” “No, it’s not!” “I’m serious, babe! Is this your parent’s home?” she asked again. “I’m serious! It really isn’t!” “How is this possible? We break into a random place and they have your same name and a kid that looks like you? This is too much…” “It’s not a random place, actually,” I said. “What do you mean? Whose place is this? Stop playing!” “It’s our place.” Avery looked at me as if waiting for the punch line. “It’s our place,” I said again. “This is my ...

... mail. That is me with my parents—I put that picture there. That is our TV out there; that is our kitchen. That is our yard out there and this is the hidden key for the back door,” I said holding up the key I ‘found’. Avery sat down in the chair behind her with a thump. She looked around in a daze, still trying to process it all. “But…how?” she asked. I said, “I have a really good job that pays really well.” “But, what about the apartment? Why…?” “No one can ever say you married me for my money—not when you didn’t know I had any. And the other reason is I was tired of girls dating me because of my things. Sure, I knew early on that you were not like those other girls, but I didn’t tell you sooner because I thought this would be sort of a nice ‘wedding surprise’. I hope you don’t mind.” My new bride smiled and shook her head. “No, I don’t mind at all. This is so beautiful. I feel like a princess in here!” “I’d prefer to think of you as my queen… princesses and princes can come later.” Avery jumped into my arms and more tears of joy flowed from her. ‘Mission accomplished,’ I thought. “Would you like me to show you the rest of our home?” She nodded as I took her hand and escorted her through the house and she loved every square foot of it. I could tell that she had never even considered having a place like this. After I gave her the grand tour, she had one question for me. “Can we afford to keep the apartment?” “Why would you want to keep that tiny apartment?” I asked. “That’s our ...