The Book Lover Ch. 30

Author's note

This was originally planned to be a more traditional epilogue, with just a snapshot of where the characters were 20+ years in the future. However, as I began to write it, I realized I wanted to go into some details of how they got there. However, I didn't want to get into a lot of detail. I settled on writing this as an extended epilogue which will give a bunch of brief snapshots at various key points in the future over the next 22 years.

This will be the final chapter posted in this story.

For those of you that stayed with me all the way to the end, thanks for hanging in there, and I hope you got some level of enjoyment exploring this alternate universe with me.

9 Months Later

Jessie lay on the hospital bed, exhausted after a delivery that took over twelve hours. The nurse had just brought Jaleh to her after they had done the initial check of her vitals and cleaned her up. They hadn't wrapped her up in anything yet. The nurse explained that she liked to give the mother a chance to share her body heat with the baby as a first bonding moment if Jessie was interested.

Jessie was definitely interested.

The nurse laid the tiny body down on Jessie's bare chest, then laid a blanket over both of them. Jessie held Jaleh's body against her own and looked over at Tom, by the side of the bed, who leaned down to lay the top of his body next to her, wrapping his arm over hers and kissing her on the cheek.

"She is so perfect," Tom whispered into her ear as the family cuddled together.

They had worried there might be some awkward moments when Jaleh was born. Neither of them knew what the genetics of the baby would be. Would she receive the genes of Jaleh and Ethan, because those were the bodies that conceived her, or would the spell allow her to actually receive the genetics of Hamid and Jaleh? A dark skinned, black haired girl born to a redhead and a white man with light brown hair, would certainly raise a few eyebrows.

But Jaleh had been born with her mother's red hair and skin. They both had a feeling that Jaleh's personality would be a perfect fit for her fiery red hair.

"God, I hope we will be good parents," Jessie said. "I think she deserves that."

"Well, I don't know about me, but I'm confident that you are going to be absolutely fantastic."

Another 2 Years Later

Jessie was excited as she turned the key and opened the door of the new office.

On the wall next to the door was a simple metal plaque with a very simple name engraved on it:

Parker Architectural Associates

They stepped inside the office together, and Tom pulled Jessie into a hug, kissing her tenderly on the lips.

"We open for business on Monday," she said, both nervous and excited. "God, I hope we do this right. Carl is expecting a lot from us in a very short period of time."

Carl was the real estate developer who convinced her to open her own firm, promising that he would give her all the business she could handle. Of course, she had met Carl playing a game with Tommy, a game which ended with Carl fucking her. But once Carl learned she was an architect, and a very good one at that, their relationship became strictly professional.

"And you won't disappoint him, I am sure of that," Tom replied.

"You know," she said to him, kissing him as she moved slowly toward her own office. "How would you like to make this momentous occasion even more momentous?"

"What did you have in mind?" Tom asked.

"What if I told you I am quite certain I am at peak fertility, right now?"

"Then I guess I would call Ethan and see if he is available," Tom said, making them both laugh. Jessie swatted him on the arm.

"I am serious. I think it's time we have a baby together. Want to christen the office, before it ever opens, by putting a baby inside of me while I am bent over my desk with my skirt hiked up?"

They stepped into Jessie's office and closed the door behind them, even though it was late on a Saturday night and no one would possibly be able to interrupt them. Tom pushed her against the wall, forcing his tongue into her mouth as his hands eagerly explored her body.

"I would like that," he said.

Within moments he had her shirt removed, her bra on the floor next to it, and had hiked her skirt up to where it was bunched at the waist.

"You sure Rebecca is going to be okay being a nanny to two kids?" Tom asked with a grin as he drug her to her desk and roughly pulled her panties down, helping her step out of them. "Will we have to double her salary?"

"We pay her with sex, silly," Jessie laughed.

"Sounds like a lot of extra work."

They both laughed as Tom completed the image Jessie had created, pushing her upper body down until she was bent over her desk, then opening his pants to extract his cock. The thought of impregnating his wife had him hard as stone. When he touched her, he found her wet and ready. They both really wanted this.

She moaned loudly in ecstasy as he drove all the way home in one stroke.

"What would your employees say if they knew this was the first item of business for the new office?" Tom asked while holding her ass in his hands as he rapidly pumped his cock into his lovely wife.

"I think that both of them would just laugh about it," She said.

"Maybe I will tell them all about it at your first company party," Tom added.

Another 2 Years Later

Tom looked up at Jessie's breasts, bouncing energetically as she rode him. She was about ready to start weaning James Thomas, named after his father and his great grandfather, hoping to give him role models to pattern his life after. He realized it wouldn't be that much longer that those breasts would be as big as they were in that moment.

They didn't really need to be any bigger than they were normally, but it certainly didn't hurt anything. It was definitely quite a sight to look up to as she moved rapidly up and down on his cock, those massive breasts bouncing deliciously.

She put her hands down on his chest and looked him in the eyes.

"I think I really like fucking the new VP of engineering," she said to him with a smile. "He feels so much more powerful than what I am used to."

Tom responded by rolling her off of him onto her back on the bed, then grabbing her legs and forcing them up towards her chest. He lined himself up and drove hard into her and began power fucking her.

"You want a powerful man to pile drive you into the bed, do you?" He asked.

"Yes," she moaned. "Do you know any?"

This caused them both to chuckle, but it didn't last long as what Tom was doing was pushing them towards an orgasm rather quickly.

"Mmmm, yesss," Jessie moaned. "That's it. I definitely love the way this new VP fucks me."

There was a lot they would need to figure out with Tom's new work responsibilities keeping him away from home more, and Jessie still working to build up her own business. But, Rebecca was adamant that she loved being home to take care of the kids much more than her job as an administrative assistant, which allowed the two of them to focus more on their careers than would otherwise be possible. They all loved the physical benefits of their ménage à trois, but there were other benefits to the living arrangement as well.

They would worry about the implications of their increasingly busy lives later. For now, they were content to celebrate the combination of the successes Jessie was having with her architectural firm and the runaway success of Tom's career, climbing the ladder inside his company faster than anyone else had ever done.

And their first method of celebrating involve the incredible mutual orgasm that was about to wash over them.

"Ahh, yesss!" Jessie moaned loudly as her body began to convulse in climax, "fuck me hard Mr. VP."

"Gladly," he said, his cock pulsing while buried deep inside his incredible wife.

Another Year Later

Ethan slipped into the apartment a little before midnight. He worked late nights, because it was only a couple of weeks until he was to open his second restaurant, and the first of what he hoped would be several in New York City. He stuck with the same concept he had used in Savannah, which, after surviving Covid, had become incredibly famous and successful. Subsequent New York City restaurants would each be a new concept.

He made his way into the bedroom he shared with Rebecca, only to find it empty. He already knew what that meant, so he walked past the room that Jaleh and James shared, through the living room and into the master bedroom, where he found three naked bodies, all sound asleep.

He moved quietly to the side of the bed where Rebecca was laying, and lightly touched her shoulder.

She awoke with a start, but quickly realized it was him and slipped out of bed to wrap her arms around his neck and kiss him. He couldn't help but slide his arms onto her naked back and slip them down onto her ass. They kissed for a minute before heading out of the master bedroom and closing the door.

"Sorry we didn't wait for you," she said before hugging him again and drawing him down for another deep, probing kiss.

"That's okay," he replied, "I wouldn't have expected you to. Do you still have something left in the tank?"

"There's always something left in the tank for you," she said with a smile.

He reached down and cupped a bare breast in his hand, pressing her hardening nipple into his palm.

"Good because I really want to make love to my new fiancée."

"Oh, well ... never mind then," she said, surprising him.

"What do you mean?"

"I don't want you to make love to me," she said to him.

He was thoroughly confused as to what she meant.

"I want you to fuck me, hard and fast with that big fat cock of yours." she clarified, kneeling down to extract his cock from his pants, even though they were still just outside the master bedroom.

"Oh, well, in that case, how can I not give the lady what she needs?"

"Such chivalry," she said, taking his cock into her mouth, making him moan in pleasure. She pulled back and looked up at him. "Always wanting to help the damsel in distress, aren't you?"

"It's a sacrifice we gentlemen just have to make."

He moaned again as he felt his shaft sliding into the back of her throat. God was he ever glad to be back in New York, hopefully to stay this time around.

Another 6 Months Have Passed

Rebecca laid face down on the bed, two pillows propping up her midsection as she felt herself being slowly and lovingly penetrated from behind.

In so many ways it was a honeymoon that a young girl might dream of.

They were on Mallorca, in a posh two-story house on the beach, overlooking the Mediterranean. The master bedroom was on the upper floor with a large balcony that looked out over the gorgeous sea. The sliding door onto the balcony was open, letting them enjoy the fresh sea breeze and the sounds of the ocean as they laid on the bed.

But it wasn't exactly what most young girls would envision when dreaming about a honeymoon, because the man taking her from behind was not her new husband. The hand she was holding across the bed belonged to a woman, lying on her back while Rebecca's new husband lapped at her exposed pussy.

The two lovers across the bed from her were writhing in ecstasy because of the massive flows of sexual energy they exchanged when they touched each other.

What's more, everyone in the room knew that when Ethan mounted Jessie, it was with the intent of making her pregnant with his child.

She smiled as she thought of how out of the ordinary this situation was, and how much she loved that she could experience it all.

They had all agreed that Jessie having children with Ethan made sense. They wanted to maximize the odds of bringing more Magi into the world that could help them in their quest to make the world a better place. But there was an additional desire for both Tom and Rebecca as well. For Tom, it pushed the buttons of his most powerful fantasies. For Rebecca, it help alleviate one of her strongest insecurities, her inability to have children due to a hysterectomy she had to have as a young girl when they had discovered a tumor. So, it was decided, Jessie would be the surrogate mother for Ethan and Rebecca. But unlike most surrogate situations, the insemination would be anything but artificial.

They had all planned this vacation to Mallorca together from the moment Ethan proposed to Rebecca. Shared sexual experiences were certainly going to be a part of that planned honeymoon, just as it was a part of their lives together.

But when it became obvious that Jessie was going to be ovulating during the honeymoon, the decision was made that the honeymoon would be when they tried to make Jessie pregnant again, which meant that Ethan would be her only sexual partner until she conceived.

It meant Rebecca would spend most of her honeymoon with Tom and not Ethan.

And she was fine with that.

She watched as Ethan began moving up Jessie's body, slowly kissing across her belly, spending some time focusing on her breasts before continuing up until he was kissing her, while lining up to drive his amazing cock deep inside of her.

She already knew what would happen once they were joined in such an intimate way while either Tom or Rebecca was watching them. This sexual experience was about to be shared in ways that were only possible with the four of them, ending in a mutual orgasm and a trip to Elysium. It had happened numerous times since Ethan had moved in with them. It was only fitting that it happen on the first night of the honeymoon.

{OH, YES, YES, THIS IS FANTASTIC!}

All four voices rang out in unison, as their consciousnesses combined into one.

Another 9 Months Have Passed

Tom had just put James down for a nap.

Jaleh was sitting on the couch reading The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn.

Jaleh basically taught herself to read when she was four. Reading soon became her favorite pastime. She would much rather read a book than watch movies, and now, still a month away from her sixth birthday, she was reading books normally meant to be read in high school.

Tom had a quiet moment and took the time to wander through the apartments to look into the nursery that Ethan and Rebecca had set up, a nursery that would be occupied by Michael Ethan sometime in the next 24 hours.

Ethan and Rebecca were at the hospital with Jessie this time around since they were to raise the baby as their own, leaving Tom at home with the kids, time he was grateful to have.

One of the projects that Jessie had worked on for Carl was a renovation of a building to provide luxury condominiums on the upper west side. As the project progressed, Ethan and Rebecca decided to get married, and they all decided that Jessie would be the one to give them children. It made sense that they would want their own space, rather than continuing the share the 3-bedroom apartment Jessie, Tom and Rebecca had moved into after Jaleh was born.

But it also made sense that they would want to continue living close to each other, as Rebecca was still the one taking care of Jaleh and James so that Jessie and Tom could continue in their very demanding, and very lucrative careers.

So, Carl allowed Jessie to design two adjacent units, that were interconnected via a double, sliding barn door. With the barn doors open, which they were most of the time, the large opening that connected them together made them seem like it was just one large apartment. But the barn doors were designed in such a way that when they were closed, there was very little hint that there was another apartment on the other side of them. On the rare occasion that they wanted some personal time, the doors could be closed and they could feel like the space was their own private place.

They had moved in just a couple of months before the Michael was due.

For the moment, the apartment was very quiet, and Tom appreciated the opportunity to spend some quality time with his children before the chaos of having a newborn in their home began. After taking some time to wander around the complex for a few minutes, he took a seat next to Jaleh, gently putting his arm around her and opening a book of his own.

Jaleh had just begun to realize that her ability to understand people's thoughts and feelings was very unusual, and not just something that everyone did. Jessie and Ethan had both spent considerable time helping her understand that it was her responsibility to not use that ability to take advantage of people, but instead to use it to increase her empathy and her ability to help other people around her. They also made sure she was careful to avoid people discovering her abilities, as it was more than most people would ever be able to understand and accept.

They sat together reading for a little while, before Jaleh spoke up.

"Daddy," she asked, "why did people think it was okay to own slaves in the first place?"

Jaleh continually surprised everyone around her with her ability to ask questions far beyond her age. Tom knew he couldn't give her a simple, watered down answer. That wouldn't do for Jaleh. She would continue to ask probing questions and to dig deeper and deeper until she satisfied the intense curiosity that had been a part of her from the very beginning.

He closed his book, realizing this was going to be a lengthy discussion.

Another 3 years Have Passed

Ethan arrived at the apartment late again. He looked in the master bedroom and found it empty, which wasn't terribly unexpected. He peeked into Michael's bedroom and found him fast asleep, then slipped into the nursery to find April Rebecca, now six months old, also sleeping quietly.

The rest of their side of the adjoining apartments was empty, so he moved over to Tom and Jessie's side, seeing a light on in the kitchen.

Tom, Jessie and Rebecca all stood and cheered when he stepped into view. There was a cake and a bottle of wine sitting out on the massive island in the kitchen.

Rebecca immediately moved over and gave him a hug and a passionate kiss.

"Congratulations," she said to him, leading him over and pouring him a glass of wine.

"The open house was incredible!" Jessie said excitedly, also giving him a big hug and a kiss.

"Probably the most amazing dining experience I have ever had," Tom agreed.

It was Ethan's third restaurant, considerably more upscale than the first two. It was riskier than the other two, because it was only going to be affordable to more affluent clientele, who tended to be very selective about how they spent their money. He would have to consistently wow his customers for this one to be a success.

"Have some cake to celebrate your success," Jessie said, cutting several pieces of cake and plating them for the two couples. "I have little doubt this restaurant will be just as successful as the other two."

"I appreciate your confidence," Ethan said, "but this one has me much more nervous than the other two."

"It's gonna be great," Rebecca chimed in.

"Without question," Tom agreed.

"Now eat your cake everyone," Jessie announced, "so we can retire to the bedroom for the real celebration."

"I like that idea," Ethan replied, looking at Jessie. He loved what breastfeeding did to Jessie's already magnificent tits, and was definitely looking forward to getting them naked once again.

"Oh, you naughty boy," Jessie said with a grin. "You're already thinking about wanting to see my tits."

"But let's be honest," Ethan replied, "We are all thinking about seeing those tits."

She looked over at Tom and Rebecca, and they both eagerly nodded their agreement.

Jessie sighed.

"Fair enough," she said, taking her shirt off and unlatching her bra and letting it fall to the floor.

"Jesus," Ethan said with a sigh as those lovely, extra massive breasts came into view.

He set his cake down on the island and stepped over to grab Jessie by the hand.

"I vote for eating cake later."

"Agreed," said both Tom and Rebecca as they followed behind while Ethan dragged Jessie towards the master bedroom.

Another 18 months Have Passed

"Ladies and gentlemen," Jessie heard Denise, her campaign manager, announce from the pulpit that had been set up on the stage just on the other side of the curtain where she was standing. There was a large crowd assembled in a small auditorium which had been set up for her to offer either a victory or a concession speech. The crowd erupted in loud applause the moment that Denise spoke into the microphone. She had to wait several minutes before she could speak again as the cheering continued, unabated for a long time.

"Ladies and gentlemen," she repeated, trying to get the crowd to settle down enough that she could introduce Jessie.

"It is with great pleasure," she continued, still having to talk over the buzz of the assembled crowd, "that I introduce to you the next representative for the twelfth congressional district of the great state of New York."

She again had to pause for a long moment as the cheers continued to ring out loudly throughout the auditorium.

"Jessie Parker!" Denise finally announced, loudly, into the microphone. The crowd erupted in the loudest applause yet, and Jessie waited a few moments, basking in the energy of the crowd, feeling their euphoric emotions at her victory.

She had carefully prepared two speeches, but gratefully had been able to tear up the concession speech.

Finally, she stepped out from behind the curtain and up to the microphone, causing the crowd to get almost deafeningly loud.

She stood, smiling at the crowd, letting them have their moment of celebration, making no attempt to settle them down, patiently waiting for them to have a chance to enjoy the hard-fought victory.

"Thank you, everyone," she finally said. When she started to speak, the crowd quieted, wanting to hear what she had to say. "Thank you all so much for supporting me in my quest to start bringing real change to Washington."

This led to another round of cheers.

"As you all know, I was adamant in my decision when I decided it was time for me to run for office, that I was going to run as an independent. Practically everyone I knew, with the exception of my husband, told me it was a fool's errand, that I could never get elected without support of one of the political parties. But I sensed that a lot of people were, like me, fed up with the division of our country along party lines. I refused to run as anything other than an independent. We needed to send the message that we are fed up with hyper partisanship preventing us from solving our very real problems."

The crowd cheered loudly.

"Thanks to you," she continued, "that message was sent in a resounding fashion. Over the next two years, I intend to show the parties that we mean business. It is time for the parties to set aside their differences and work together to make America a better place, and I will work tirelessly, every single day, to make sure that happens."

After a long round of applause, Jessie finished her acceptance speech, thanking everyone that had made her election possible.

Then she and Tom loaded into the back of a limo and headed back to the apartment.

She had been putting Ethan and Rebecca off. They had asked if she would be willing to give them a third child. She was willing to, but she wanted to wait until after this campaign was over, win or lose.

It turned out the timing was just about right, so she was looking forward to going home to spend the next week or so fucking Ethan until they were confident she was pregnant. She expected this would be the last baby she was going to have before focusing on her plan to change the world through politics.

Her mission to bring new Magi into the world was working as planned. She had given birth to four children, so far, and it appeared all of them were going to exhibit some degree of ability as a Magi. James, who was Tom's son, would probably not have even been aware of his abilities without someone telling him about it, but Jaleh, Michael, and April were all looking as though they would be at least as capable as Ethan.

She was pretty confident that Michael would end up being dvaitavAda.

She was equally confident that they would be raised in such a way that their abilities would help them make the world a better place.

Another 19 months Have Passed

Rebecca sat in the larger of the two living rooms with the TV on in the background.

She was watching Kimberly Jessica, a couple of months away from her first birthday, crawling across the floor, looking for her favorite stuffed animal, and looking unbelievably cute.

April was walking around, holding her favorite doll and trying to see if something on the floor was edible. They were all still waiting for the terrible twos to strike her, but six months in, she still was pretty easy going.

Michael, set to start school in the fall, was working on a large Lego project with James Thomas, who at 8 had already become a Lego Master.

And of course, Jaleh was reading a book, like she was always doing.

She heard the newscaster in the background.

"In business news today, QuantumCustodian Technologies, a leading provider of complete, end to end cybersecurity systems has announced an end to the search to replace their CEO, Mark Ingraham, who is set to retire this fall. Tom Parker, who has served as the Vice President of Engineering for the company for the last seven years has been tagged as the successor for Mr. Ingraham who has led the company since its founding, taking them from a small startup to become the second largest cyber security company in the world in just over two decades.

"Parker, at 39 years old, is widely recognized as one of the foremost experts in cyber security in the world. He is set to become the youngest CEO of any Fortune 100 company."

"Woohoo!" Rebecca cheered. "He got it!"

"Of course, he did," Jaleh said, looking up from her book with a smile on her face. "There wasn't really anyone else that was going to get that job, now was there?"

No. There really wasn't. Still, it was good to hear the company did exactly what they needed to do.

Of course, this meant Tom would be even busier, leaving a bigger burden for Rebecca in helping to raise the children. But that was fine with her. She loved being able to spend her time with them, and even though Tom, Jessie, and Ethan were all incredibly busy, they still managed to spend quality time at home and on combined vacations, engaged in the lives of the kids, making sure all of their needs were being met.

She loved the life she was living, and looked forward to the celebration the two couples would undoubtedly engage in once everyone was home and the kids were all in bed.

Another 2 1/2 Years Have Passed

Jessie laid on her back on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. She was exhausted, but she was definitely enjoying what Tom was doing to her.

This campaign had been much more difficult than the last two. She'd had to cover the whole state of New York, while still being active and engaged in her duties as congresswoman, and still finding time to spend at home that overlapped with Tom's incredibly busy life.

They would never have been able to pull it off at all without their unique arrangement and living conditions with Rebecca and Ethan.

She moaned as Tom made it past her knee, his kisses slowly moving up the inside of her left thigh while his fingers mimicked that path up her right thigh. He was moving slowly, tenderly and methodically, gently increasing the arousal she felt.

It had been a long night, the acceptance speech and impromptu party extending until almost midnight before they were finally able to return to the apartment.

"Mmm, yesss," she hissed as he began using his tongue as he slowly approached his target, engorged, open, and glistening between her legs. Just as he got to the spot right next to her pudenda, he paused and looked up at her.

"I've never tasted the pussy of a US Senator before," he said with a grin. "Do you suppose my palate will be refined enough to truly appreciate the experience?"

"Probably not," she chuckled, "but I think you should try it anyway. Unless you'd rather I find someone who is a true connoisseur to take over for you."

"You mean, like Carl?"

Once Jessie had left her capacity of lead architect at the firm that Carl had helped her start, he had become someone who had helped her explore Tommy's kinks on numerous occasions. He was really good at pushing deep into Tommy's fantasies and perfect for allowing Jessie the pleasure of letting someone else take full control. It had been his incredible boldness that had gotten him into her panties that first night they met when she and Tom were playing the stranger game in the bar.

"Carl most definitely has exquisite taste. I could invite him down to help you see how it is done. I'm sure he would love Senator pussy."

"Call him," Tom said, surprising her.

She looked down at her husband. It had been awhile since they had let Tommy out to play. Carl lived in the penthouse suite of their condo complex, which Jessie had designed specifically for him. He'd been at the party after the acceptance speech, so she knew he was in town and would still be up.

"I'm not going to call him for you," she said, sitting up in the bed and pulling the sheet over herself. If he wanted to let Tommy out, her pussy didn't belong to him. "If Tommy wishes for Carl to be here, he'll have to go up to his apartment and invite him down himself."

She slipped into his mind, sensing the conflict there. He really wanted to congratulate her on her win all by himself, but he also relished the opportunity to let Tommy out to play, as they hadn't done that very often recently.

"Either way, you are not in control anymore, Tommy," she said with a devious grin on her face. "Either you lie on your back on the bed and let me show you the power I wield over you now, or you get dressed and go up to invite Carl down to show you how a real man fucks a US Senator. It's up to you."

She reached over to the nightstand, picked up her phone and started playing Sudoku. It was all an act, of course. She enjoyed playing this role, but only because she knew that he loved it on the rare occasions they played this game.

It took him a little while to decide. She feigned indifference, even though in reality she was probing his thoughts and watching the conflict resolve itself inside of his thoughts. The fact that it had been close to a year since they had invited another man, other than Ethan, into their bed, won out.

He stood and started getting dressed.

"An excellent choice," she said with an evil smile. "I'm gonna love the fact that your first taste of Senator pussy is going to come right after Carl is done fucking the shit out of it."

This was not how she envisioned the evening progressing, but certainly wasn't going to complain about throwing Tommy a bone while also giving herself over to Carl for a night.

Without saying another word, Tommy slipped out of the bedroom to go bring Carl down to fuck his wife.

Another 2 1/2 Years Have Passed

"I want to give you a choice," Jaleh's mom said, sitting next to her on her bed.

Her friends had just gone home after her sixteenth birthday party, which had been lots of fun. Jaleh had an eclectic group of friends, because she still interacted socially with the kids she would have been going to high school with. But, she also had friends from NYU since it was her second year of attending there. Her high school friends loved having a chance to hang out with her college friends.

They were in her bedroom after the party because her mom had said they needed to talk. She suspected it wasn't going to be a talk about sex, because she knew her mom well enough to know that she was aware that ship had already sailed.

"A choice about what?" Jaleh asked.

"Your destiny," her mom said.

"That sounds ominous," Jaleh said, a little nervous. "What does that even mean?"

"It's not meant to be ominous, just an opportunity I wanted you to be aware of."

"What kind of opportunity?"

"Well, you should know that we all knew you before you were even born."

"What?" Jaleh asked.

"You lived another life before this one, a very, very long time ago. There were some spells, made possible by the abilities we share, that allowed your consciousness to survive across the years, and that made it possible for that consciousness to be born again as our daughter."

Jaleh just sat there, processing the information. It wasn't something that was impossible for her to believe, because she had been taught all about the powers that she shared with her mother and Uncle Ethan. She knew they were capable of a lot of things most people would find impossible to believe.

"I can, if you choose," her mom went on, "provide you access to all of your memories from that former life. But I definitely want it to be your choice. If you wish to just continue being nothing other than our daughter and continue living the only life you've known for the last sixteen years, we fully respect that. You can take all the time you need to decide. The offer to access those memories is open ended."

"Actually," Jaleh replied, "I don't need to take any time to think about it. I wish to access those memories right away."

"Are you sure?" Her mom asked. "It is going to fundamentally change everything you know about yourself. I have no idea if those memories will coexist with the memories you've made as our daughter. I believe it's at least possible you'll forget everything that's happened since you were born as our daughter."

"And I am willing to take that chance. There is something you should know about me. Something I have never shared with anyone else. All of my life I have felt like there was something missing inside of me. It feels like there has always been a giant hole, deep down inside of me. It's that feeling that drives my hunger for knowledge. I have tried, unsuccessfully, to fill that hole with information. But I can feel it now. This is why that hole exists in the first place. I am more than ready to fill it."

"Oh god, Jaleh," her mom said. "I am so sorry that I left you to feel that hole for so long."

"You don't have to apologize. I get why you would want to wait until I was old enough to understand the decision I was making. I also am glad that it drove me to learn. I might have ended up being lazy without that added motivation. But I am ready. Let's do this."

She felt as her mom slipped into her own thoughts, something which she typically only did when trying to teach her more about her own abilities.

-You are sure about this, my child?-

-yes, mother. as sure as i have ever been about anything-

-Then follow me, my child. And know this, no matter what happens to the memories of this life, know that I will always love you, and it has been a privilege raising you as my own daughter.-

-i will never doubt your love for me, mother. you have always made that abundantly clear-

She watched as the stream of energy representing her mother's consciousness left her body and she followed it out into the endless field of infinite colors that represented her own interpretation of the realm of consciousness. This was a place she had only recently learned to visit as her mother and Ethan worked to expand her understanding of her abilities.

Her mom took her hand and placed it across onto her chest, where Jaleh could see the two streams of energy representing the two of them entering her body.

"Follow me inside," she said and Jaleh felt herself drawn forward, passing inside her own mother's body, a place she had never been allowed to visit before.

She found herself inside a massive dome, that seemed impossibly bright. As she got used to the brightness of the place, she noticed there was a thick, pulsing stream of light, matching what Jaleh recognized as her mother's pattern, in the center of the dome. There were thousands upon thousands of tendrils of light connecting into this center column. Most of these went to locations inside of the dome, while others extended outward to connect with the edge of the dome.

The majority of these streams of light were some variation of her mother's pattern, but she also recognized that some of the connections that came from the edge of the dome matched the patterns of other people she knew.

She also saw her own pattern, brightly connected to the edge of the dome. It was only then that she saw a thread that carried her pattern, but that didn't go out to the edge of the dome, instead going to a location inside the dome itself.

-These are your memories from your former life, my child. I suspect that the moment you reach out to them, they will become a part of you, where they have always belonged, rather than a part of me.-

-thank you for everything you have done for me, mother-

-You are welcome, my child-

Jaleh reached out to touch this internal thread that matched her own pattern.

Instantly she felt a massive burst of energy pouring into her own consciousness, overwhelming her own senses until everything went black.

She opened her eyes to find herself lying on her back on the bed. She looked up, and there she was, looking down on her with a worried expression on her face, looking older than she had remembered.

"Jessie?" Jaleh said, an overwhelming feeling of joy washing over her.

Jessie nodded down at her.

"Ahura! Your plan worked?"

"Yes," Jessie said smiling down at her. "It worked. Just as I had planned it."

Jaleh said up on the bed and wrapped her arms around Jessie hugging her as tightly as she could possibly manage.

"Ahura it is good to see you. Weird, because I've never seen you from the outside like this. But it's so incredible to see you again."

"I've missed you," Jessie replied. "It's good to have you back."

"And Hamid? What happened to Hamid?"

"It took me a long time, but I finally found him in Elysium, his memories part of the grand tapestry of those grasslands just like all the rest of humanity. He is in his final resting place like everyone else who has lived on earth."

It was only then that Jaleh realized that Jessie was crying.

She hugged her again, feeling the moisture of her tears against her own face.

"Why are you crying, Jessie?" She asked.

"It is so good to have you back, Jaleh," she said, "but I am still going to miss my daughter."

Jaleh pulled back and wiped the tears from Jessie's face.

"No," she said. "you won't. Those memories are very much a part of me. They will always be a part of me. Ahura, I wish I had a mother as amazing as you my first time around."

"So, she can keep living the life she started living?"

"Of course," Jaleh assured her, "but there is no 'she'. There are not two different individuals. There is only one of me. I have merely added the last sixteen years of memories to the previous five thousand. And I can honestly say they are some of the best memories of them all. I will always be your friend, and your daughter. And I will always be grateful for everything you taught me, in both of those capacities. You, Jessie, are simply an incredible woman. The world will forever be a better place because you are in it."

Another 3 1/2 Years Have Passed

Jessie looked around the room at the group of people assembled around the table for her first cabinet meeting. She had selected only the finest people, extraordinarily capable people, to be part of her cabinet. It had shown in the Senate confirmation hearings. Each of them could easily answer any of the questions asked of them, and none of them had issues from their past that could be raised as concerns. They had all breezed through the confirmation process.

Ethan, her Secretary of State, smiled at her from across the table. She was confident that no one with his ability to understand and work with people had ever been Secretary of State in the history of the country. She was certain that no one else would be anywhere near as capable of making the types of deals with other nations that she desperately needed him to make.

Tom sat next to him, also smiling at her. No other president had ever appointed their spouse to a high-ranking office in the government, but no one challenged his credentials to serve as national security advisor, and the fact that he had been willing to step aside as CEO of the world's most successful security company to serve the people, had only endeared him to the voters.

"Madam President," Denise, her Chief of Staff, who had served faithfully by her side since her very first campaign running for Congress, announced to the table, "Everyone is assembled. The table is now yours. Let's call to order this first meeting of the cabinet of President Jessie Parker."

A round of applause broke out around the table as Jessie prepared to start setting the agenda for the country, and agenda that involved America leading the world back from an era of global conflict and creating a lasting peace.

Another 2 years Have Passed

Tom laid on his back on the bed. Even after two years, it was still hard to believe he was sleeping in The White House.

He looked up as the President of the United States smiled down at him.

God, he was fucking the POTUS! Never as a kid had he imagined that as a possibility.

At forty-eight years old, Jessie still looked absolutely incredible. Her body was as fit as it ever was, but she did show signs, not of her age as much as the fact she had borne and nursed five children.

He could see the stretch marks on her abdomen, and could see a bit more sag in her breasts than he remembered from the early days, but they still looked incredible on display above him as she slowly ground her hips against him, taking him fully inside of her.

He face just exuded happiness in that moment.

"Your speech to the UN went well," he said as he found himself unable to resist the urge to reach up and play with those amazing tits.

"Yeah," she said, "although even I was surprised at the unanimous acceptance of my request to dissolve it."

"Only because they saw the vision of what you intend to replace it with."

Tom's hands drifted down to her ass, and he encouraged her to increase the intensity of her grinding motions against his pelvis. Her pussy still felt as incredible as always.

They moaned together at the feeling of their bodies so intimately coupled.

"It's hard to believe that in only 18 months we went from the brink of annihilation to this," she said as he moved his hand to be able to rub her clit with his thumb.

"Not really," he said. "with you and Ethan and Jaleh all working together, maximizing your abilities, almost anything is possible."

"God, imagine if she hadn't been in Moscow that night," Jessie mused.

"But she was there," Tom replied, "and she was there because you knew just how volatile things were between Russia and Latvia."

"I had no idea they would actually use a nuke against them."

"No one did," Tom reminded her. "But you knew things were bad enough that you needed someone as capable as Jaleh to help you defuse things. That's why she was there."

It had been Jaleh's ability to get herself and the ambassador in with the president of Russia, and Jessie's ability to link herself into Jaleh's consciousness from anywhere in the world that had kept the use of that weapon from starting a global thermonuclear war that would have ended humanity.

It was the diplomacy that only three incredibly accomplished Magi were capable of, that allowed the world to find a pathway back from that precipice. Tom was quite certain that if anyone else had been president, the world would likely have ended.

"Do you miss Tommy?" Jessie said, changing the subject as she began moving up and down on his shaft in addition to grinding against him.

They had not let Tommy out of his hiding place since Jessie announced that she was running for president, and had only let his fantasies out to play a handful of times, very carefully, since she had become Senator.

"Not at all," Tom told her. "I have everything I could possibly want in my life. Why, are you wanting to play a little?"

"No, not at all. I love where things are at right now. I just wondered if you needed it."

"I don't need anything but you, Jessie. You are absolutely perfect."

"You're just saying that because you've got your dick buried in my pussy," she said with a grin.

"It's the truth whether or not my dick is in your pussy," Tom argued, "but it certainly tips the balance in your favor."

She laid down, pressing her breasts into his chest and kissing him.

"God, I love you, Thomas Parker," she said quietly to him as she slowly rotated her hips while riding him.

"And I love you, Madam President,"