Kayleigh and Ciara

I'm Garry Hollister, I work for a old friend of my fathers. He gave me a job when I returned from college to help my dad in his business. One day I was cleaning the far end of the antique store when I heard a crash, I ran forward and found Henry dying. He pointed to his desk and told me to open a letter he had sitting on top. I called an ambulance first, then put the envelope in my pocket. Henry passed away and I opened the envelope, inside was a legal form turning everything Henry owned to me. There was a lawyers name and number. I called and he told me to come see him.

I made arrangements for Henry to be buried next to my dad. They were army buddies and great friends. A military funeral is awesome. I went to see the lawyer a few days later and he sat down with me and told me Henry was very rich; the antique business was great. I learned Henry owned four stores in the state. He had no family or friends. So, he left it all to me. I asked my best friend to be my partner, and he laughed.

"I make fifteen bucks an hour at the burger palace, and you want me to give it up to come work for you?"

"No, I want you to be my partner."

"Garry, you are insane, of course I will."

Jack was a natural and he came across a lady that needed to empty her house of its antiques, he said yes, and we started right away. Jack said he had an idea from watching some show on TV, we would empty the garage and then paint and do any repairs needed. She was excited and we got started.

We emptied the garage in a week then jack hired other friends to do the repairs. I stopped to get lunch on my way to the store. This is where my story starts.

I'm sitting in Chipotles eating my spicy chicken bowl when this young woman walked in, she was so beautiful, with a smile so wide and friendly. Her eyes caught mine and I couldn't look away. She smiled and continued to the counter. She was red haired and long legged, nice ass and medium tits. Then entered an older but sexy woman who looked just like the younger one. She turned and looked at me and I turned away. The younger girl laughed, and they ordered.

"Young man sorry to bother you, but you wouldn't be Garry Hollister, would you?"

"Yes, ma'am I am."

"May we sit with you?"

I stood and held their seats for them.

"I'm Kayleigh and my daughter Ciara."

I shook both of their hands.

"I'm sorry to interrupt your lunch but I was just talking to my friend Riley, and she told me you cleaned out her husband personal things for her."

"Mrs. Walsh, very nice lady."

"Would I be able to employ you to do the same for me? Our house is just filled with my late husband's stuff, and we just don't have the time to clean it."

"I would be happy to stop by and have a look."

"Thank you, be prepared we live on Worcester Ave, the old castle. His stuff filled every room but the kitchen, my bedroom and living room.

"How many rooms?"

"Thirty-two."

"My partner Jack and I can be there in the morning; I have a job to finish today."

"How about eight AM,

"Ciara can let you in. I will be gone all morning."

"We will be there at eight."

They got their meal to go, and I watched them leave, Ciara waved at me as she walked out the door.

I left and went to the store.

"Jack, I need you in the morning to look at a new job."

"What time?"

"Eight."

"Send me the address."

"Thanks Jack."

I closed the store at five and stopped to get some food for dinner, then went home. I showered and all I could think about is that young woman at lunch. Ciara, I started beating my cock, and it didn't take long before I came. I ate and went to bed, and I dreamed we met Ciara in the morning and she was in a t-shirt, tight and no bra. Her breasts weren't large but damn they sure were nice. Also I dreamed that we snuck away and had sex before her mom came. I woke up with a massive erection and I had to take care of it, shower and dress. I rushed and made it to the castle with a minute to go.

Jack drove up and looked at me as if I was insane. "Garry, what have you got us into?"

"Before I could answer the front door opened and Ciara walked out. I choked when I saw her, she was wearing a t-shirt with no bra. Jack just stared at her.

"Gentlemen please come in and I'll show you around." She was in a pair of jean shorts, high on her hips and I swear she wasn't wearing any panties. She walked us around and Jack tried to take notes, all I did was look at her.

"Moms here."

Damn we didn't run and have sex. Ciara kissed her mom on the cheek and like her daughter, she was in a blouse no bra. High shorts. My cock hurt, and I bet Jacks did also.

"I brought pizza, meat lovers." We walked to the kitchen and Jack filled her in on how long it would take to complete the job.

Ciara took my arm and led me away. She ripped off her shirt and I looked at her freckled cover tits, long nipples she smiled and lifted my shirt and pressed against me kissing me. We kissed forever I thought. Then she pulled away and put her t-shirt back on. She gripped my cock and unzipped me. She pulled it out and sucked it. I was leaning against the wall as she sucked my cock. I came so fast. She swallowed and put me away. She kissed me and we ran back and ate.

"Garry and Jack, there is something very precious in the house, something no one knows about, I need help getting it out of the castle can you, do it?"

"I'd have to see it; we don't do anything illegal."

She took Jacks hand, her nipples were so hard, Ciara looked at them then hers. She lifted my hand to hers and we walked to the library again.

"Thia is my favorite room, so many books."

"Behind this wall there are hundreds of crates of gold, I need to move it from here, can you help?"

"Is it legally yours?"

"Mom, we have gold in here?"

"Yes." Ciara looked upset, then Kayleigh tilted a book and reached behind it and pulled on a lever. A door opened and inside were so many crates. Ciara turned bright red. I reached inside an opened one and lifted a gold bar. I looked at Kayleigh. "This isn't legal is it?"

Ciara ran out of the room and I heard the door slam. "Please catch her, it isn't safe for her."

"I ran after her and she was already down the drive, I jumped into my truck and drove past her. Then I stopped and she ran to me embracing me. She was crying.

"Come with me Ciara, we need to talk."

I drove home and she walked in with me. She hugged me again and she kissed me.

"I need a shower."

"I'll show you where."

I started the shower, brought here a couple towels and turned to see a naked Ciara. She pulled off my t-shit, and pulled down my shorts. I reached and turned off the shower as she once again sucked my cock. I reached down and held her breast as she sucked on me hard. Then she stopped and took my hands.

"Garry, I didn't know about the gold. I'm sorry."

"What gold, all I see is the most gorgeous woman I have ever seen."

She smiled and we kissed, I lowered her to my bed and I moved between her legs and started to lick her lips, they were very tight, and covered in freckles like her tits, She smiled and spread her legs. I started licking her pussy, cover in red curly hair, then I licked deep and pulled away.

"You're a virgin?"

"Yes."

"I don't have protection."

"I'm protected, make love to me?"

I continued eating her, but I was so hard I thought I would burst. "Ciara, I'm a virgin also."

She smiled and wrapped her legs around my waist; I entered her, and she cried out a little. "Ouch."

I push in deeper and soon we were rolling around making love so awkwardly. I had only porno's to guide me. We kissed forever, then she came.

She rolled us over and she mounted me and made love to me. I sucked her nipples, her lips and in a few minutes I came. She smiled and we hugged until I got hard again. That night we made love twice more. I woke up in the morning and she was lying on top of me with a large smile. She kissed me and moved her breasts up and down my chest. She giggled when I slipped into her pussy. Her eyes opened wide and she looked down.

"Garry, thank you. I had so much fun, think we can do it once more, I need to go tell my mom I'm sorry." We made love again, showered and dressed. We ate with her on my lap and we fed each other. Then we left. As I drove up the driveway something was wrong, there were all kinds of cars and men greeting drivers as they got closer.

"Ciara, what's going on?"

"Ciara?" She was gone. I drove up and was told where to park. I got out and looked around.

"What the hell?"

I walked to the door and an older gentleman greeted me. I told him who I was and that I was confused why there were people here.

"One moment sir."

I looked around wondering what happened to Ciara. "Yes sir, may I help you?"

"Hi Sir, I'm Garry Hollister looking for Kayleigh."

"You have a last name sir?"

"I'm sorry I don't, but she owns the house."

"One moment Mr. Hollister."

A few minutes later a lady dressed very beautifully came to the door.

"Hi young man, may I help you?"

"I was looking for a lady named Kayleigh."

"Mr. Hollister, I'm Amy Douglas and I own this house. I haven't heard the name Kayleigh since I was a child."

"Her daughter was in my truck but is gone."

"Young man, are you trying to be funny?"

"No ma'am, I am very confused thou."

"Kayleigh and Ciara Douglas have been dead for decades. They died here in the house after an invasion."

I sat down having a hard time breathing. She called for help and two men came and helped me to the den. Amy handed me a glass of water and sat in front of me.

"Mr. Hollister, I think someone was playing a very sick joke on you."

"Mrs. Douglas, if that is true, it just got sicker. That picture on the wall. Those are the two women I met here."

"We may need to get you to a hospital, Garry that is my grandmother and mother."

I leaned forward and looked at the picture. I felt a chill running through me. And a woman ran to me and handed me a cold towel.

"I am so confused Mrs. Douglas, Kayleigh came to me yesterday to ask me to clean this house for her. That's what I do for a living."

"I have to get back to say goodbye to my guest, George will stay with you until I return."

I sat in the chair and held the towel to my head. Then I looked up and walked to the picture. It was them for sure. I called Jack.

"Hey Garry, you're supposed to be here at Riley Walsh's. We still have a day left."

"Jack is Kayleigh with you?"

"I don't know anyone by that name; Garry are you okay?"

"Jack, I'll call you later."

"George are you real?"

"Sir, I may be ghostly looking at my age, but I assure you I am real."

"I meant no disrespect, sorry."

"None was taken sir, could I offer you something else?"

"I fear that would make things worse but thank you."

Amy returned; she sat down. "Mr. Hollister, are you feeling any better?"

"I feel worse. Like I was dreaming."

"I'm curious about your story, I've never met you, but you seem to think you met my mom and grandmother. If you were dreaming, why would they ask you here?"

"I have a business where I clean out peoples homes of old furnishings and antiques, things that belonged to deceased family members, then we clean the house when everything is taken out."

"I'm not sure how we would be of interest, we have nothing that needs to be taken away."

"Wait, in the library there is a hidden room full of gold."

She looked up at George who looked as surprised as she was.

"Mr. Hollister, my grandmother and mom were killed in this house when I was just a few months old. It was said the invaders were looking for gold. It was never found, and the invaders were hung. George and I moved in about fifty years ago. We had the house searched for gold; we just gave up thinking it was a fable made up by my aunt."

"Your grandmother showed me where it was, your mom knew nothing about it. Come I'll show you where."

George helped me to the library and helped me sit. I was still weak from the shock. I told them about the lever behind a book. George found the book and looked behind it. He flipped it and a panel opened. The two looked at each other in shock. George walked into the dark room, and it was filled with old crates. He found the opened one and looked at me.

"How did you know about this?"

"I swear, Kayleigh asked me to dispose of it."

He lifted a heavy bar and showed it to Mrs. Douglas. She looked at me and tears filled her eyes. "George, can we have a minute."

George put the bar back and walked out and closed the door. "Garry, my aunt told me the young man that made love to my mom was named Garry, he was handsome and had a scar on his left forearm."

I looked at her and rolled up my left sleeve. She fell to her knees and hugged me.

"The young man is my father."

"You're my daughter?"

"Sounds funny doesn't it, I'm older than you."

"But how?"

"I don't know, but she left something with my aunt. Follow me."

I followed her to her room, and she opened a small box and smiled. She handed it to me, and I opened it. It was my ID card. I looked at her confused. It was just issued a few weeks ago, but it looked so old. I checked my wallet, my ID was gone.

"I haven't looked at this for many years. I just remembered it when George showed me the gold. My grandmother was the only person that knew the ware abouts of the gold according to my aunt. She died before sharing it."

We hugged and laughed. From there we became very close, never being able to share that Amy was my daughter. The gold was turned over to the authorities, it was worth billions today. We all got a great share, and I visited Mrs. Douglas often. I met my future wife at a family picnic, where Amy (Mrs. Douglas) ran to me.

"Garry, I would like to introduce you to someone. Come with me."

I walked; well, I was dragged to a red head with her back to me.

"Garry, I would like you to meet my granddaughter, Ciara."

She turned around and I hit the ground, out cold. Amy was laughing as the family helped me to a chair.

Ciara handed me a glass of Iced Tea, "Hi Garry, are you okay?"