Mom moans. “JJ, where the hell did you learn to do that? That’s great, oh shit.”
My hands seem to move on their own, they lightly run across Mom’s thighs. I’m being held to Mom’s right breast. My right hand crosses her stomach gently caressing on its way to her left breast, my left hand gently strokes her right thigh. It’s almost like my body is on automatic, maybe I spend too much time reading those stories. Mom pushes me back off her right breast I look into her eyes her playfulness is gone. There’s a little fear in its place. I try to give her a reassuring smile and say. “I love you Mom, I’ll always be here for you.”
Mom stammers. “JJ we… We can’t… We can’t do this…”
I would not hurt my mother for anything, even now when every fiber of my body says push her down and take what you want. I won’t, I can’t, holding her gaze I pull back and say. “I love you Mom I will not do anything, you don’t want.”
Mom looks into my eyes she sees how hard I had pushed against the lust and realizes how hard it was to fight my teenage urges the hormones and all the other shit that comes along at my age. Mom apologizes. “I’m sorry JJ I shouldn’t tease you. You are at the age where hormones begin to rule your body and mind. If you didn’t love me so much…”
I cut her off. “I love you and I wouldn’t do that. You’re beautiful Mom and very tempting but I wouldn’t hurt you.” Truth is I would never hurt anyone like that, I read enough to truly understand what rape does to a woman. Even the physical act can be bad enough but after words most rape victims never truly are comfortable having sex. Sex is such an important part of adult life to have messed up for a few minutes of someone’s selfish pleasure.
Mom blushed says. “I’m beautiful and tempting. You better be careful young man you may talk yourself into something…”
I open my eyes. I am standing in the doorway the cold glass of water still in my hand and Mom still asleep on the couch. Takes me a second to realize it was a day dream or premonition or something just not real. I walked to the couch. I only hesitate a moment before setting the water down on the end table, before breaking the capsule and then running the smelling salts under my mom’s nose.
Mom jerks awake but with no glass to run into she simply sets up. “Are you okay now Mom?”
Mom shakes her head. “Did I hear you right? Sold of your company for $625 million?”
“Are you going to pass out again?” Mom shakes her head no, so I continue. “Yes we sold the company for that price. My share of the sale price is $500 million.”
“Well then I guess it is okay that you retire. No one could complain that you never worked hard enough, not having made money like that.” Mom tells me proudly.
I like to do this for my mother and for me; this was more time to be together. “Mom, I want you to retire as well.”
Mom starts to reject the idea. “JJ, how will I make money if I retire, to buy the things we need?”
I look at her state flatly. “With this sale I’ll have over three quarters of 1 billion on my own. I think we can live off the interest. Not including mine or your settlement money.”
Mom looks at me with a blank expression for a long time. I think she may have passed out with her eyes open. She finally shakes her head to clear it. Then she asks. “Where will we live?”
I answer her. “Anywhere we want to. You want to leave the city anyway.”
Mom replies. “I guess I will not have to look for a job anymore. The graphics company has gone out of business. Last contract it actually made money on was JJ Enterprises.”
“Now all we have to do is figure out where we want to live.” I have looked at several areas all crossed America and Canada. I decided I wanted to live somewhere fairly warm, so I decided one of the cotton belt states from Texas east to Georgia not much further north than Tennessee or North Carolina. In a I wanted a lot of land a lot more than what most people would ever think of but it’s hard finding 500 acres, and more in Texas anywhere else, Mom said Texas was too hot and dry. Agreeing I begin looking further east with climate more moderate with more rainfall.
I didn’t get my 500 acres but I found a good piece of land of 360 acres in the foothills of Appalachian Mountains. A river bordered one side of the property flowing into a lake, which I love. The river wasn’t big enough for waterskiing but other boating activities like fishing should be good there. The river ran into a Lake only a mile downstream, The Lake only made it better, more than enough room to water ski. A small town can be accessed via lakeside marina.
A high bluff overlooking the river a large flat area at its top is perfect place for our new home. The site is off a gravel road leading back two tenth of a mile to the hardtop, sixteen miles to the nearest town, and ninety miles to the nearest city. Close enough to everything but far enough away to be very quiet, no traffic, no paparazzi just nice quiet country living.
Mom and I flew out to look at the property that weekend, I’ve been a minor couldn’t buy it but rather than risk losing the property, Mom put a retainer down until I could have the lawyers purchase the property under my trust. We fall in love with the land almost immediately it was early spring and from the top of the bluff down to the banks of the river was totally covered in wildflowers. It had a nice old house on the property. Sit near the hardtop it would do to live in while I had the house I wanted built on the bluff.
Flying back to California Mom almost seemed depressed, after some time of air I turn to her and asked. ”Mom what is bothering you?”
“You know really I hate to sell the house in Los Angeles. The market there really sucks; we will never get near what it’s worth.”
I suggest. “What about giving it to Alyssa?”
Mom’s eyes lit up but after a moment or two her mood darkens again. “They don’t make enough to even pay the taxes.”
I confess my concern. “Mom I just don’t want Joan having to grow up in the neighborhood she currently is in.”
Mom also states. “I know Edward right now is working two jobs, and Alyssa has a part-time job as well.”
We remain silent for a long time. “What about offering Edward another job have him live in and maintain the house? We’ll even give him a year’s notice if we ever intend to sell. That way we pay the taxes, utilities and upkeep, Edward simply ensures it maintain, by himself or a contractor.”
Mom looks at me, and then asks. “You think you can actually talk him into that.”
I replied. “Mom, I created and sold JJ Enterprises to Yahoo, what do you think.”
Mom giggles reaches over messes up my hair just as the woman in the seat in front of me rises over it to look at me. She asks. “Did I hear you right? You’re JJ from JJ Enterprises?”
I shake my head yes, as Mom turns to her and says. “That’s my JJ, brilliant, rich and handsome.”
A very long story short, it turns out that woman was from Forbes magazine and wanted to interview me about my astonishing business success at my early age, their words not mine, the president of Yahoo mentioned it to them himself. So I explained almost everything to her, I left out the part that Mom didn’t know about it until the day of the sale. I explained how I started with the online tutorial service, how became popular, however got the idea for the auction site, that charging a monthly fee I made the decision to charge to per bid and how that ended up making far more money than I have ever expected. However twenty-eight months of running the site the traffic was heavier than my T-3 could support. I originally thought of contracting Yahoo to run the site, but they eventually made me an offer I couldn’t refuse.
She asked all kinds of questions, like during the twenty-eight months what was my annual or monthly income from the site. I log-on to my home computer to my PDA, but that the information for her. Informing her it was $298.7 million net profit her mouth dropped open as Mom giggle. Then she said. “I’m surprised it took Forbes this long to have someone come and interview you JJ.”
She confessed to me. “I’ve only started a few months ago, and you’re the richest person I’ve ever met.”
I hate correcting my elders, especially one as attractive as she is. I need to set the story straight I do not want some people thinking I’m only about the money. “I wouldn’t count myself as one of the richest people you ever met. I have my mother, who I love dearly. But I would give up every cent I ever made to have saved my father. I think someone who has both their parents and siblings that love them should count themselves as very rich.”
She sets there with their mouth open until the passenger at her left side taps her shoulder. “Be sure you put in the article he is wise beyond his years, and use that statement verbatim.”
It is near the end of the flight and flight attendants are coming through the cabin prepping it for landing. After landing we make proper introductions, her name is Michelle Collins the man beside her was Mike Collins, her father and editor. He tagged along on this trip to help get her some experience to back her up if need be.
“I mean all the money in the world isn’t going to make you happy. Not like playing catch with your Dad on a sunny Sunday afternoon. Nothing can replace having him teach you how to shave or to drive.” Mike got a knowing look and a sad smile.
Michelle playfully punches her father on his arm and says. “When Dad taught me how to drive it was traumatic for the both of us.”
Looking at the two of them I say. “Now you reflect on it fondly, it has made both of you closer. Even at the time it was stressful but now it’s a shared experience.”
Mike looks at Michelle who says. “I know, wise beyond his years.”
Mom pulls me close to her, and gives me a pick on the cheek. Moments like these I have learn to cherish even at thirteen, I realize I love my Mom more because I know I may not have her forever. All things change, and that’s something that never changes, you never can keep anything just the way it is right now. No matter how hard you try it will change, it will grow or it will die but it will not stay the same. I will make every effort strengthen the relationship with my mother, now that we will be together a lot more I should definitely get the chance.
Also in this series:
- The Ten of Them - Chapter 2: A New Home
- The Ten of Them - Chapter 3: Waiting for Kathryn
- The Ten of Them - Chapter 4: Kathryn and I are learning to be lovers
- The Ten of Them - Chapter 5
- The Ten of Them - Chapter 6: The Judicial Order
- The Ten of Them - Chapter 7
- The Ten of Them - Chapter 8: The Day of Our Second Wedding
- The Ten of Them - Chapter 9: Adding Sam to the family
- The Ten of Them - Chapter 10
- Adult story: The Ten of Them - Chapter 11
- The Ten of Them - Chapter 12
- The Ten of Them - Chapter 13: Dealing with Sam's nightmare
- The Ten of Them - Chapter 14
- The Ten of Them - Chapter 15
- The Ten of Them - Chapter 16
- The Ten of Them - Chapter 17
- The Ten of Them - Chapter 18
- The Ten of Them - Chapter 19
- The Ten of Them - Chapter 20: Sam's first big snow and reunion of lovers
- The Ten of Them - Chapter 21
- The Ten of Them - Chapter 22
- The Ten of Them - Chapter 23
- The Ten of Them - Chapter 24
- The Ten of Them - Chapter 25
- The Ten of Them - Chapter 26
- The Ten of Them - Chapter 27
- The Ten of Them - Chapter 28
- The Ten of Them - Chapter 29
- The Ten of Them - Chapter 30
RANDY says
SO A VERY GOOD STORY HOWEVER GRAMMAR, SPELLING AND REPEATED WORDS MAKE IT HARD TO READ. BEING A PROOF READER/EDITOR FOR MANY YEARS PAINS ME TO SEE SUCH A GOOD STORY SUCH AS THIS ONE, SO HARD TO READ. IT BEING SO LONG, STILL A PERSON SHOULD READ HIS OR HER OWN LITERATURE AT LEAST 2 TIMES AND THEN ASK FOR ANOTHER OPINION FOR IT TO BE GONE OVER AGAIN!
THIS HAS BEEN ON THAT GRABS ME AND HANGS RIGHT ON. CAN’T WAIT TO KEEP READING. I HOPE IT’S NOT TO EARLY TO THANK THE AUTHOR. THANKS HARD93!