Taken one cold night I was his girlfriend until he passed away

First and foremost I'm a lifelong lesbian. But one cold winter day when I was 22 and a waitress I had to give up my virginity to a man who helped me. I left the restaurant after closing and when I got to my car I couldn't get the door open. It was so cold I was freezing inside, all I had on was my waitress uniform and a coat and my waitress shoes.

A car in the parking lot was running, a Lincoln Continental. A man got out, in a heavy coat and a cigar and walked over and told me my locks were frozen and to get in his car where it was warm, before I froze my 'titties' off. He told me that it was only going to get colder and I should come back in the morning and use a heated up key to get the door open. He warned me that it could take up to a dozen tries for that to work.

He took me with him to his apartment. He had a garage so after he got the car in the garage he took me inside. He asked me if my 'titties' were cold, to come over and he would warm them up. He grabbed me from behind, grabbed my tits in his hands and started rubbing. He told me I was just too delicious and he carried me to his room and put me face down on his bed, and kept me down with his hand on my back.

He undid his pants, and pushed them down and pulled my panties off me and got on my back and started to poke my ass with his dick. He grabbed a pillow and put it under me, lifting my ass up so he could get a better angle. He fucked me while I looked at myself in the mirror on the dresser, and him huffing and puffing on me. He turned bright red, and he came in a series of jerks and fell on me. I had lost my virginity and nearly killed him.

He kept me all night and fucked me in the morning. We went to my car and he got the door open and used jumper cables to start it up. Followed me to my apartment. Following me in, I lived with another waitress he told me that he didn't want me doing that job any more, it was dangerous. Who knows who could have come by the night before, I could have been hurt and raped or murdered.

He wanted more sex in my apartment, I bent over with my hands on bed and he fucked me standing up behind me. He told me he was laying claim to me and he was taking me to live with him. I lived with him for ten years, had a baby nine months after I met him that night. This daughter is now thirty. He supported me completely, never wanted me working. When he passed away he left me the house, the car and the keys to the safety box at the bank, where he kept his will and bank information. He had a large life insurance policy, and he had me as his sole beneficiary. He had me a as sole beneficiary to his retirement and brokerage accounts, savings and checking accounts.

I went back to lesbian living after he passed, but I was well set and I could be picky about who I was girlfriends with. With 'fuck off' money you can make decisions in your favor. My girlfriend is Janice, she's a trust fund baby. We live in SOCO, in a nice condominium. My daughter just favored us with a grandchild. She is as straight as an arrow.

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