Message-ID: <24516asstr$960275425@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Message-ID: <200006052257.QAA23485@skuz.net> From: Thor4u MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Subject: {ASSM} RP: "Two Families - Epilogue" by Thor4u Date: Tue, 6 Jun 2000 03:10:26 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: newsman, gill-bates Two Families by Thor4u EPILOGUE: My, my...how time flies! It's Sunday of Thanksgiving weekend, 1998. I'm sitting here writing this, and as I do, I'm almost overwhelmed by how much I have to be thankful for. In just a few short years, the lives of our two families have been completely transformed. Jack and Paul's consulting practice took off like a Space Shuttle. Slow at first, then gained momentum, then roared upward at spectacular speed, and rocketed into space. After seven years, they went public, making more than $22 million each in the process. For those of you who are mathematically challenged, they retired rich. Mom and Jack still have the old homestead in Jacksonville -- they never felt the need for a bigger place after Kim and I moved out to start our own lives -- but they spend most of their time traveling now. They go abroad occasionally, but they spend about 8 months a year touring the United States in a $600,000 motor- home, custom-built on a bus chassis. They also have a ranch in the mountains of Colorado (in a beautiful little town called Ouray), and they keep a big sailboat moored in Miami (although they seldom use it). Even at 52, Mom is as beautiful as ever...she doesn't look a day over 40! She is so happy she can't stand it. So is Jack. I thought Jack would have a hard time of adjusting to retirement, but as you already know, Mom has great skills in helping Jack through periods of change. Surprisingly, Paul and Brenda are still together. Although I let them fade from the story during my high school years, that was really the critical time for them. And the most amazing thing is that their little airhead daughter, Cassie, is the one who saved their marriage and got them back together. Cassie, you will recall, started doing Daddy on our big cruise adventure, at the age of 15. Brenda and Paul's marriage was already in trouble, although they both told Cass that everything was fine. Finally, however, while Paul was on a business trip, Brenda broke down and told Cassie that she was going out to get laid, and that as soon as she found a man who was good to her, she was leaving Paul. Cassie panicked, thinking she was the cause for her parent's impending divorce (that was partially true, but they had problems long before Cassie learned how to suck cock). Cassie is not real smart, but she is clever, in a manipulative sort of way. She convinced her mother that if she left, there would be no one to help her grow up, no one to teach her the secrets of becoming a woman. Then she resurrected an old scheme of hers. Remember on the cruise, when she tried to get Kim to give me a blowjob with her watching, so she could learn how? Well, she pulled that on Brenda. But poor Brenda was so horny and desperate that she bought it! Upon his return, Paul knew it was bullshit, of course, but figured what the hell and went along! Well, everybody got tremendously aroused by Cassie watching the action. Brenda sucked Paul's heart right out through his dick! When Brenda was finished, Cassie timidly asked if she could try it. It was agreed and, in an Academy Award-worthy performance, Cass gave Paul the WORST blowjob he had ever endured. But Brenda patiently guided her, everybody got crazy, and they ended up in one big pile. From that point on it was just one happy threesome, and Paul became the most well-fucked man in Jacksonville. Along the way he re-discovered that his voluptuous wife was a sex goddess and also that he loved her very much. They are still living happily ever after, currently in Scottsdale, Arizona. Cass, now 30, went to college and married herself a doctor. She has two kids, Ryan and Stephanie, 5 and 3 respectively, and is living in Orlando. Two or three times a year, she leaves her kids with the au pair and flies out to Arizona to fuck her parents, but other than that she is a normal, happy, well-adjusted housewife and Junior Leaguer. I mean, really...you didn't think Cass would ever work for a living, did you? My good friend Victoria Clarke is now Victoria Clarke-Levy, M.D., an Obstetrician in Atlanta. She and her husband have no children yet, but are still trying. We still keep in touch, but don't get to see each other very often. I last saw them in the Cayman Islands about 18 months ago. Yeah, you say, but what about you? -- and whatever happened to your spectacular stepsister, Kim? Okay, gentle reader, I'll tell you. I am now 29 years old, and living in Miami. Kim is 32, she'll be 33 next April. We have one daughter, Kimberly Michelle Bradford. "Mickey" is 3, going on 20, and is the light of our lives. (Surprised? You shouldn't be! "Kim and Jason. Jason and Kim. Lovers tonight, lovers forever!" Don't you remember anything?) Like many things in our lives, Mick's name was a compromise Kim wanted to name her Michelle Lee, but I was determined to name her Kimberly Ann, after Kim. We finally agreed on Kimberly Michelle when Kim trashed my suggestion, saying we would have to name her Kimberly Ann Bradford, Jr., so people could tell her apart from her mother. Kim also insisted that we call our daughter Michelle, rather than Kim, so she could have her own identity. Kim was quite proud of her forceful lawyerly arguments winning the name battle...until I started calling Mickey "Junior!" Whenever we have one of our playful mock arguments, I holler, "Junior! Help! Mommy's beating up on Daddy again!" Mick comes running, grabs both of us in a big hug and the game is over. Now I don't even have to call her. When she hears us kidding around, she gleefully screams, "Oh-oh! Junior! Help, Junior!" and comes running for our big family hug. We are expecting our second daughter in seven weeks. She will be named Maria Elizabeth. Kim and Mickey picked that name. Maria honors Maria Garcia- Fuentes, and Elizabeth, of course, is Mom's name. It was a long, and sometimes tortuous, road to get here. I'll share some of the high points; we've learned to forget the lows. As you recall, Kim graduated from the University of Florida with a degree in International Business, and was headed to Stanford. And I was headed to the University of Miami for business school. As hard as we tried to stay together, we were being pulled apart. But then, something unexpected happened. And as usual, whenever we got a wonderful surprise, Maria Garcia's fine hand was lurking somewhere in the background. Right after she returned from a visit to Miami with Maria, Kim got a call from a guy named Todd Hand at the University of Miami. He said he had heard a lot about her from Octavio Garcia (Maria's dad), and he wanted her to know two things: 1) Miami had a very good law school, and if she was interested in international law, it was THE place to be, and 2) there would always be a place open for her at the University of Miami School of Law. He also said that there were scholarships, internships, or "whatever it takes" available to get Kim to the U. Kim asked, "Are you on the staff of the law school, Mr. Hand?" Mr. Hand chuckled and said yes, he was -- in a roundabout sort of way. He said he was sending Kim a letter and a package of information, and asked her not to make a final decision until she looked at it and came to visit UM. When he learned that Maria was not there at the moment, he said to give her a big hug from "Uncle Todd." An hour later, Maria came in from class and Kim told her Uncle Todd said to give her a hug. They jokingly hugged, and then Maria asked what "Hot Toddy" had called for. "'Hot Toddy?' Why...is he your secret hunk, or something?" Kim asked. "Oh God NO!" Maria exclaimed. "But he is the most wonderful, wonderful man...he's a close friend of my father. Papito has worked with him on a lot of fund-raising stuff for the University." "What does 'Hot Toddy' do at the University?" Kim inquired. "Didn't he tell you? He's the President, silly. He is the President of the University of Miami." Kim was stunned. The president of a major university -- the school formerly known as "Suntan U," but now rapidly emerging as an outstanding academic university -- had called her to personally invite her to come to his law school. She couldn't help but be impressed. To make a long story short, we BOTH drove to Miami that fateful late-summer day to attend the University of Miami Kim in Law School and me in business. We weren't separating at the end of the story, we just wanted to spend a few hours alone with our loving parents on the long ride to our new home. Kim and I graduated at the same time, eight years ago. (Wow! Has it been that long?) Law school is three years, but because I had taken so many Advanced Placement courses, I was able to get my Bachelor's degree in only three years also, majoring in finance. Then, I went on to get an MBA in International Finance, while working full time. Kim was valedictorian of her law school class, fought off a barrage of attractive job offers, and then finally took a job at one of Miami's largest and most prestigious law firms. She specializes in international trade and banking law. She has been hugely successful and was made a full partner faster than anyone in the 80-year history of the firm. We got married the day after graduation, and continued to live in Jorge's lovely little house for the first year of our marriage. Maria Garcia, and her father Octavio? We continued our very close friendship with Maria she and Kim are closer than most sisters, and Maria is Mickey's godmother. Tony and Maria are great, and they have two kids, Antonio Jr, 4 and Miguel, 2. It's hard to say much more about Maria and Tony, because we are with them constantly. They are our best friends, and Kim and Maria are already trying to fix Tony Jr up with Mickey! Since we moved to Miami 11 years ago, we have spent countless hours with Maria's family, and we are referred to as the "Gringo Branch of La Familia Garcia." At Octavio's insistence, I took a job in the Private Banking Department of the family bank upon graduation. I was paid the normal starting salary. But private banking is the most lucrative part of Miami National Bank, so I also received bonuses and other incentives. I was very successful in private banking and made a lot of money. But I also saw that there was also a tremendous amount of money going into offshore banks, especially to Grand Cayman. With the help of "La Familia," five years ago I established two businesses on Grand Cayman. The first is Miami National Bank-Grand Cayman, which offers private banking only to non-U.S. citizens. It is the most profitable part of the Miami National Bank system, and I am the President and CEO. The other business is Bradford Holdings, LTD. This is a holding company with a very limited number of investors. About 40 members of "La Familia" have invested over $200 million. The only other investors are our two families Jack and Mom, Paul and Brenda, Kim and I, and Cassie and her husband, Roger. Combined, our two families have about $19 million invested, Cass and Roger are small investors; they only have about $300,000 in so far. BHL owns several businesses based in Grand Cayman, but the bulk of our assets are in financial assets. We make a lot of money. A LOT of money. I manage all of the assets and am paid according to how we do. My personal income is basically whatever I want to take out and pay taxes on. The rest is just left there and reinvested. Mom and Jack are visiting for the holiday, and they just left to take Mickey to the zoo. Mick will walk their legs off and they will return, exhausted but happy, in about four hours. Kim went out shopping with Maria (Thanksgiving weekend sales!), but I just heard her car come in the gate and up the driveway. Because she is 7 months pregnant, Kim could not shop for long, but I know she is gonna bombard me with unending tales of shopping triumphs. Shopping is one of Kim's great loves. Here she comes! Yep... jabbering about getting 30% off of a playsuit for Mickey! Thirty percent, and it had already been marked down! If I have to listen to much more of this prattle, I'll just puke! "Hey, Kim! I'm not interested. I'm busy." I shout. Then, when she ignores me and starts up again, "Oh, blow me, Kim!" "Oh Jase...! Don't talk to me like that!" Kim is pouting, faking bruised feelings as she waddles awkwardly into the den. "You know I hate it when you tease me like that!" "Hey! Gotta keep that firm hand on the tiller, matey!" I laugh. Kim is smiling now. She walks over to the computer desk where I'm typing, and is beginning to undress right in front of me! Despite being hugely pregnant, she is a sight of wondrous beauty! Her eyes are ablaze with lust! I told you I had a lot to be thankful for, gentle reader. Gotta go. Be well. -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+