Our Senior Year and More: Chapter 9

Our Senior Year and More part 9

As the weeks progressed were now headed into March. My classes are going great, my accounting professor is allowing me to use my “Midwest experiment”, as we are calling it now, as part of the credit for my classes. He has even recommended programs, programming changes, and has made this little venture develop into a viable business that can be run remotely from anywhere. Through him we are working with outside programmers to develop and integrate the inventory, payroll and purchasing software. He has proposed investing in the programming that we are developing together, and the companies he’s associated with are allowing us to private label it, it’s still their software, but customized to my needs and I can call it whatever I want, but I still have to pay them a monthly fee and they will even maintain it with upgrades and such as required.

The Store is pretty much handling itself on its own with the employees, the new hires are coming along great and we’ve given Marge the assistant manager title and she is in charge of everything when dad, me or my mom are not available and she’s caught onto the remote software programming much quicker than I ever expected, now dad and mom are quite a different story there, training them may take some additional time.

Maryann, Tommy and Devin are all set with the new set up as well, and I’m happy to say we are making and saving more money in all 3 locations, and were only really still tweaking things after only 3 months. Somehow I’m just waiting for the other shoe to fall, as things just seem to be going so well. Josh and I are actually talking about possibly me moving back to NY soon and working my Midwest ventures from “OUR HOME” in New York. The only thing still holding me off from doing that is my dad’s health still. I have appreciated the extra time I’ve been able to spend with mom and dad, although I wish the circumstances were better and that Josh was here with me as well.

Then about the second week into March, things began to go awry. Maryann was pregnant with Baker 1’s (Bobby’s) child and although they were already engaged, her wedding would need to be pushed up considerably. So obviously we were going to need to work some time off for both of them, and lighten her work load. Although Maryann could easily work from home now, there was still much she would need to get off the table here at the farm from her other duties.

Even Health wise dad was doing better, the doctors were able to set him up for his treatments at our local hospital, so his trips to Springfield became less demanding on him. He was also catching onto the computerized purchasing program I set up and able to work remotely from his bed, he was a bit more stubborn as he still wanted to hang onto his old ways but deep down I think he realized my way was really better, and I think he was over trying, because he often thinks of his mortality now.

In my delving deeper into the farm books, I realized a major problem, Tommy’s farm was bequeathed to him by his parents. Tommy has grown the farm considerably since, Mr. Kurtz left his farm as well (now the dude ranch portion) to Tommy’s family (aka Tommy) so the property and buildings were Tommy’s, but Devin and Hulk went in with Tommy on the dude ranch part of the business. That arrangement initially involved the dude ranch using Tommy’s horses, feed, barns, tools and equipment, then there was the improvements to the buildings and the Glamping trailers, and now the log cabins, “A” frames, and additional horses which they all invested in really needed to be split up properly and legally. So I enlisted Josh, under his father’s guidance and his and Tommy’s law firm to make recommendations and help me with that project. As a side benefit, that put me in touch with Josh daily on a business basis, up to a point where Josh’s dad began a dialog with the law firm in Springfield and Tommy’s lawyer (whom was set up initially by Josh’s father upon Tommy’s parent’s death). As a resolution between all of the parties, we hammered out a deal that paid Tommy’s farm properly from the dude ranch and showed the two businesses true profits. To say I was confused by the whole thing is an understatement but Josh, his dad and the trusted law firm in Springfield were convinced it was the best and most fair agreement, granted we still had some points to identify and work through yet, but things were really looking up, and everyone was getting their fair share of everything and I might add quite handsomely at that. I myself was shocked at the profits and margins that my software were showing, that I kept a lot of it from everyone till I could confirm it was all being figured correctly as I reviewed everything with my professor back HOME in NY.

Josh’s dealings with Tommy’s lawyer in Springfield were also a plus, as this project got Josh extra points with his courses at school as well, not that he needed any. It was now apparent that I wasn’t going to make it home to NY before the semester’s end, so Josh and I bit the bullet and figured I would stay here until May at least, and then depending on dad, I can go back and work everything here, remotely from NY.

Josh and I finally came to the conclusion that keeping our off campus apartment, our first home together, would be senseless, and we floated the idea of breaking the lease and he moving in with his parents till graduation. After all between school, his part time work in the city and me being away, he wasn’t spending much time there anyway, and when he did, it only made him think sadly of me. So we went ahead and pulled the trigger on that idea. Holy crap, I then realized, I think we are taking more steps backward since our engagement. I’ve basically moved back to my parents Midwest home and now Josh is moving to his parent’s home again too. I planned to fly back to New York the following weekend to help pack and move our things out, either to Josh’s parent’s house or to storage, and there were some things I needed to bring back with me anyway, mainly more clothes.

I arrived late on a Friday afternoon and Josh’s dad picked me up on his way back home from the city that night after work, and he dropped me out front. He said he and Josh’s mom had dinner plans and they’d be back here by 7 in the morning with the U-haul truck. I then hugged him, thanking him, and watched as he drove off. I turned and looked back at the apartment building that was our first home and realized after this weekend I would be leaving it behind forever. Instead of doing it because we were moving on with our lives and going forward, we were actually taking a step back in our lives and pausing. As I entered the door, I smelled the smell of the hallway that I’ve never really noticed before, yet it was very familiar, and realized the place was really just a glorified college dorm, only off campus. I passed an open door with a wild Friday night party going on inside and music blaring from other apartments. Up the stairs I passed some freshly painted graffiti, I felt I wouldn’t really miss this place, but why was I still sad. I put my key in the door and opened it, it was pitch black inside, I called out Josh’s name and tried to turn on the light and it didn’t come on, I began to say “what the heck”, when the living room light suddenly came on. The first thing I noticed was boxes all over, taped and neatly labeled. My initial thoughts at that point, were that Josh’s mom had a lot to do this, as this is defiantly not Josh. Then I glanced at the living room light over the couch and there was my love with two glasses of wine on the coffee table, and wait what? He’s lying there naked, his head on the arm and his leg draped over the back of the couch, spread eagle, his cock slowly rising to the occasion, and what a smile on that face. I quickly dropped my laptop on a box and dove head first towards the couch, tripping over some smaller boxes that were blocked from my view, and I fell head first into his dick smashing his balls with my thick ass skull. Josh immediately folded over in pain, as neither of us expected that, I quickly got up off him and his hands gripped his nuts in pain, and I began rubbing my hands along with apologizing so bad. After a few minutes of “working it off”, he leaned up to kiss me greeting me by saying “So how was your day babe” I answered “OK and yours”. He said “Fine till someone busted my nuts, and I’ve been saving my load all week for”. “Such a great guy he is” I said very sarcastically, as I kissed him back.

He handed me my wine and he took his, we both stood up together, where he led me to the bedroom. Well I think it “WAS” the bedroom, but now it’s just some boxes and a mattress on the floor, with no sheets or blankets, even the TV was gone. He plopped down and lay his side on the bed, one hand propping up his head up, with his dick prominently sticking straight out as he sipped his wine with the other hand waiting for me to undress. I placed my wine on a “box end table”, and promptly undressed in front of him in strip tease mode. I took off my shirt swinging it around my head before letting it go getting caught on the ceiling fan, of course we both had to giggle at that. I did the same with my pants but tossed them aside after flossing them back and forth in my crotch first. Then I turned away from him slowly shimmying out of my yellow Andrew Christian briefs, making sure I over emphasized my ass wiggle, before bending over tightly at my waist gently spreading my ass cheeks for him to see. I picked up the briefs and tossed then onto his face where he took in smelling them with a deep long whiff. I then took my wine and lay down alongside him in similar fashion, we clinked our glasses and he said “Here’s to our next chapter”. I took a long sip as we glared into each other’s eyes, we each detected a slight tear as we began reminiscing about all the times we had had here in this apartment, and this bedroom, all beginning with our sophomore year.

We finished the bottle of wine and he touched my chest, his fingers encircling my breasts, never removing our eyes still locked in place. He reaches behind himself and drags over that old box of sex toys. Still looking in my eyes his hand blindly fishes in the box behind him till he pulls out a giant dildo and brings it to my mouth, I giggle and try to shove it in but then I grab his nuts, apparently he was just a drama queen because they obviously don’t hurt him anymore, as I began squishing them back and forth in my hand. He drops the dildo and leans in to kiss me as his hand reaches for my dick. After a few long moments of dick massaging, he rolls up on all fours and reaches down handing me the lube from out of that box, as if offering himself up for sacrifice. I lube him all up as well as myself, and begin poking inward as I rest my chest on his back, he begins jerking his hips back up into me as I jerk mine into him. I reach around and begin jerking him off in a reach around, as I’m now fucking his ass hard. Suddenly he rolls me over onto my back without letting me come out. He begins riding my dick first with his back facing me, then with each pump, he slowly rotates around until he’s facing me, when I reach out to grab his nice beautiful dick he’s sliding up and down on me in such long smooth strokes almost allowing my dick head to almost pop out, then he quickly reverses till his balls hit my abdomen. I announce that I’m close and he suddenly stops flips over to a 69 and we suck each other dry, we both manage to cum within moments of one another almost precisely at the same time. He gobbles my load leaving none to waste and I take all of his in, we fall asleep, never turning the light off.

About 7:30 the next morning we awake to a scream, its Josh’s mom she apparently walked into our room, she quick made an exit. We totally overslept and I never locked the door last night when I came in. Now I know his parents know damn well what goes on in our room but there’s something about walking in on your naked son and his fiancé still in last night’s sex bed, and trust me, she got more than an eye full, we got up and quickly apologized and took very fast showers as his mom and dad brought donuts and coffee. After our quick snack we began carting boxes down to the U-haul separating what’s to go to the house and what’s to the storage shed. In an effort to save time we were able to lower the furniture down off the balcony so we didn’t have to deal with those stupid stairwells.

Our first stop was storage, and we unloaded that stuff, Josh and I stood there and watched as his dad closed the door, we realized a good portion of our life was in that big metal boxy room. The rest went to Josh’s old bedroom where we set it all up. After a long hard day we took back the U-haul and all went to a late dinner. Back to Josh’s parents, Josh and I retreated to his old bedroom, another great memory where we spent many long hours learning about our sexual selves. On Sunday morning Josh drove me back to the city to fly back to Springfield, and once again we were separated as we face timed late at night, in our old separate beds, in our old separate bedrooms, a whole time zone away from one another besides.

To be continued

My Personal Note: Damn, October 30 2021, I began writing stories here on GD as a whim, I figured I’d try my hand at my own after spending several months of reading others, Never, Ever expecting that the readers responses, comments and emails would fuel my desire to keep on going. So it’s to everyone who has read, clicked on, or voted on my stores that have boosted my ego beyond any of my expectations, that I thank you all, as this is my 200th story (“chapter post” or “one and done’s”) in just under a year and a half. Your continued support amazes me. I will try to come up with new ideas, to continue to entertain you all in the future.

Thank You All for your unwavering support! DJFM

by djfmonkey

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