Chapter 17

On Friday Claire made the drive to Lena’s house. She arrived in the afternoon and began what would be a long process and many visits of going through the house and all of Lena’s belongings, packing things, trashing things, and getting the house ready for whatever would come next. Whether they would sell it, keep it or rent it would be a decision to be made much later as her mother’s estate went through probate.

After a few hours of work and evening fell, she noticed that Ethan did not come home from work. She spent the evening watching TV, and when she went to bed around eleven-thirty, he still wasn’t back.

In the morning his car was parked out by the garage. After she had breakfast Claire called Ethan. His number was saved in Lena’s phone, which was still active and in her possession. Ethan was getting dressed when his phone rang. Its display read: ‘Lena’. He got a creepy feeling for a second before he realized it would be Claire calling.

“Hello, Claire?” he answered.

“Yes, Ethan, it’s Claire. How are you?”

“I’m fine, and you?”

“I’m doing okay. I’ve been going through my mother’s things since yesterday afternoon. I didn’t see your car, you must have gotten in late.”

“Yes, I did.”

“I was hoping we could get together and talk. Would you be available for dinner tonight? My treat!”

“No, sorry, I’m not,” Ethan fibbed. “I have plans with some friends from work.” He liked Claire, and definitely wanted to resolve any awkwardness or hard feelings because she was a good friend of his mother. But he had no interest in a long, guilt-ridden dinner.

“Oh, that’s too bad. When would be convenient?”

“I have errands to run this morning, but I could later this afternoon. Or tomorrow would probably be better.”

“I plan to leave tomorrow afternoon. I don’t want to get back too late. Would late morning be okay, perhaps eleven?”

They agreed on eleven a.m. Ethan was relieved to put if off a little longer. Now he just had to get out of the house that night.

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Claire spent the day going through closets and rooms, boxing some things, leaving other things for later. After a light dinner she called home to check in, and then started to read a book. Her mind was distracted so the reading did not come easy. Somewhat bored, she started going through her mother’s phone: apps, music, photos. She was quite shocked when she opened the video of Lena and Ethan and started watching it.

There they were in the hot tub. First Lena was talking, calling herself the floozy in the Jacuzzi, and then they were kissing passionately while her mother fondled Ethan’s cock. Claire saw his cock emerge, big and straight and hard, and then her mother said that he was going to get a birthday blowjob. Claire felt herself getting moist as she watched her mom take that whole big cock into her mouth, and she sucked him and sucked him until finally his body quivered and his legs kicked and his loud groan told her he had come in her mouth.

She watched the whole video; her eyes were glued to it. She saw Ethan’s face buried in her mother’s crotch and saw his ass muscles tighten as he fucked her. ‘God, we can fuck!’ she heard her mother call, then, ‘Go ahead, take it!’ Claire fingered herself while watching Ethan rim her mother’s asshole, and was mesmerized when he mounted her from behind.

“Oh, My God!” Claire said aloud as she listened to her mother’s moans and watched her getting assfucked. She came in her jeans just as Ethan grunted and came in Lena’s ass.

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The next morning at eleven Ethan knocked on the back door of the house. He was nervous but was anxious to clear the air and get it over with.

“Come on in, Ethan, it’s unlocked,” Claire called from the kitchen. She was pouring iced tea as he entered. She handed him a glass and added, “Come, let’s sit on the couch!” and led him to the next room.

They sat on the sofa and made some brief small talk for a couple minutes as they sipped tea. Ethan asked how the work rummaging through the house was going.

“Okay, I guess. Not easy, but it needs to be done. It will take a while. I’ll be coming here on weekends for a while, I’m afraid.”

“If you need any help, let me know,” Ethan said.

“I will. And Ethan, we are very appreciative that you are living here. It’s good to know you are here to keep an eye on things.”

“I’m happy to.”