‘Can we go and look?’ Jessica pleaded, even without having looked properly, there was something about the cottage that had her enamoured. Tom drove into the town and soon located the office, unfortunately, they couldn’t view it today, but would have to return tomorrow.
Jessica was excited as they drove home, hardly able to wait for the next day to arrive. Setting off early, they drove directly to the town, Tom noting it was just over fifty miles away, taking them just over an hour to get there. The property needed modernising they were told, which was reflected in the price, Jessica in a rush to go and look around it. With keys gripped tightly in her hand, they drove from the town back towards the village, finally pulling up outside the cottage.
Inside, it was not as bad as Tom had imagined, of course, it would need the normal painting and decorating, the kitchen was old fashioned and would need replacing as well as central heating installing around the property. Structurally, it was sound, and Tom could see that a few alterations would make all the difference and make it into a home. Jessica looked at him questioningly,
‘Yes?’
He kept her in suspense for several moments before his face broke into a grin and he nodded, Jessica, flinging herself at him and kissing him passionately.
Relocation
It was late Autumn when Tom drove the final van load of furniture and brick-a-brack towards their new home. Jess had made an offer immediately, content to pay the full price and it had been accepted. Over the next few months, they’d had builder’s and plumbers, painters and decorators in as the cottage was transformed, Their old house had sold almost immediately and this weekend they had exchanged keys, moving all their property across, Jessica surprised that her former home had realised more than she had estimated. It meant that their new home had cost very little and she hadn’t had to touch the bulk of the monies now sat in her account.
He pulled up outside and went indoors, the main removal truck having just left, he watched Jessica bustling about as she arranged furniture and ornaments. In a pair of old jeans and a tight V-neck sweater, he admired her bottom each time she bent over one way, and her cleavage when she bent the other, she noticed him watching her and beamed, coming over and throwing her arms around him.
‘We could always leave everything and go and baptise the bedroom,’ he said as he patted her bottom.
‘Down boy’ she replied, feeling his cock pressing against her mound, ‘There’s time for that later’.
They were in for a busy weekend sorting everything out and finding it a home and then next week he had his final induction at an engineering company in the town where he had managed to procure a position. In bed at the end of a long day, Tom reached into his bedside drawer and extracted three small boxes, this was the final part of their hopeful deception. Taking his mother’s hand, he placed firstly an engagement ring and then a wedding band on her finger and then it was Jessica’s turn to repeat the process by placing a ring on his finger.