The house in the woods

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I grew up in a small country town; our house was on the outskirts of the town next to a privately owned wooded property. No trespass signs all around the property, of course there were local stories about property and the owners. But nobody really knew anything, those that did didn't say anything about what they knew. After years of looking not entering, I'd left school training to be a plumber with the family business. I'd to stay home in case of a urgent call while my family and most of the town went to the next town for the football game between them and us. Nothing ever happens especially on an away game weekend. Hardly anyone left in town, but it was my turn to stay so I 20 stayed. With the business phone set to transfer calls to my cellphone, I decided to explore the woods I didn't even know if anyone lived in it. As I entered the property, I could see no paths, and everything looked like nobody ever been there before. But as I got further into the woods, I saw a house's roof thru the trees. Thinking it was abandoned I went for a closer look. Before I got out of the trees, I could see a well-maintained garden. Now knowing someone was living there I decided to go home but had been seen and was called out of the trees by a mature lady 62. Asked why I was trespassing I said I was looking for our cat. She accepted the excuse, well we do own a cat, and it wanders about. But she asked me to assist her in moving some branches she had cut down to a stack behind the house. She said she would cut them up later for firewood. As I helped, I saw a pipe leaking and so offered to fix it for her no cost. As I thought she would be short of money, she accepted once she knew I was a trainee plumber. I use an old shovel she had checked the problem and went home got what needed and returned and fixed the pipe. I used offcuts and old fittings that were still good from full replacement jobs. My family kept serviceable things from jobsite to use for people who were short of money. We talked as I worked and I was told I could visit anytime I wanted. Having no girlfriend, nor a great dating record, it gave me somewhere I could go other than staying at home. Overtime I got to know the lady quite well and she me. She picked up on my lack of relationships and the confidence I lacked. She was fit a5nd look quite good for her age. About 8months later she decided to give the confidence I was lacking. At first, I was shocked, but I knew she was right and I was still a virgin. So, I accepted her training and lost my virginity to her, and she trained me to please her. Over the next couple years, we'd a regular sex life. But as they nothing lasts forever, she got ill and would pass away. Then I got a huge shock she had no relatives and she left everything to me. The woman I thought to be poor was actually very wealthy. She had never mentioned her wealth, and I'd never asked her about her finances. Before I heard the news of my inheritance, I'd started dating a girl at the local feedstore, wasn't sleeping with her at time. But thought I would be sooner than later; I was with my mature friend when she passed away holding my arm. The next day I met my girlfriend and one thing led to another and we became lovers. Still unaware of the inheritance and I asked her to marry me and she accepted. A week later I was contacted my mature friend's lawyers. When I was told of my inheritance, I almost fainted. My mother did as she had accompanied me to see the lawyers. Anyway, once we were recovered, we headed home, there was one condition in the will, the woodland couldn't be cut down and divided up. It had stay as is mainly I could replace the home and maintain the road in and out and just have make sure the tress stayed healthy. As the road access was on the other side away from our town, I decided to reroute it to our town and let old dirt return to woodland. I knew what needed to be done as I'd helped my mature friend do over the years of our relationship. Nobody but me knew of our sexual relationship, just thought I'd helped her and had been very well rewarded. I married my girlfriend 26 on my thirtieth birthday. No real reason than was the first Saturday our family could attend all together. Now several years later I've 2boys and one on the way who will be our first daughter who we're naming after my late mature friend.
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2026-04-12
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