Making the best of everything

I try not not let anything get me down, I always try the look on the bright side. My father died early last year stroke and my mother had passed on years earlier. As a only child I got everything and quite a bit there was. Not much in the way of cash, but property old properties and most run down and not worth repairing. I do okay myself and really didn't need any extra, especially run down buildings and one full of his years of collected rubbish. But you never know so I had to sort thru the piles and did find some salable things. I was able to sell a group of old properties to a developer and lessen my burden somewhat. My parents were in their late thirties when they had me, then I sold the building I had cleaned out and only had the family house and another house I hadn't yet looked at. The family house I had renovated and moved late November, so I went to check over the other house by the will a 3 bedroom 1 bathroom cottage. The yard was overgrown, I found I had someone squatting in the house, they weren't there a the time of my visit. So I returned later in the day. I found a woman 57 living rough in the house. Her name was Harriet widow and had lost her job and worked whatever she could get to get by and it didn't allow for paying rent. I wasn't upset because she had cleaned the whole house and if the yard was cleaned it would be sale able or rentable straight away. I'm no ladies man and do somewhat well at times and not in a relationship at the time. Harriet thought I would have her kicked out, but I decided not too. We talk a while and I got hungry and seeing she didn't have much in the way of food. Offered to buy her a meal at the diner down the street. She accepted and I think she was still a bit wary of me at the time. The next day a Saturday I came back started cleaning up the yard and Harriet helped me. We had almost finished the bulk of the work that day, but would need to finish it on the Sunday. I'm no church goer and so I intended to return the next morning. Again I took Harriet to the diner for a meal, we finished the yard by lunch time on the Sunday and again had a meal together at the diner. On the Monday I arranged to have the power connected for Harriet, I would treat her as a caretaker. I was happy to let her stay. But things usually don't go the way you think every time. I then got a letter from the Government they wanted to buy the cottage and all I could do was get the best price I could. The Air force was adding to the nearby base and was going to build warehouses in the area of the cottage. But Harriet hadn't anywhere to go and as I got on so well with her, I offered her a room at my home. I'm a fairly tidy person by nature and with Harriet also a tidy person I could see no problems. She accepted as there wasn't much she could do and at least she would have a dry safe place to sleep. After weeks living together and getting on well, I was going away on a short holiday and thought I should at least ask Harriet if she wanted join me. She wasn't sure and thought the cost of her staying me at the hotel would cost me a lot more. I told if we shared a room with 2 beds it wasn't cost much extra and I finally convinced her to join me. Nothing special happened the first few days, but then there was a beach party put on by the hotel and we had a great time together. Getting back to our room and still in a party mood, one thing led to another and we shared the same bed and have been fucking ever since. It's not a relationship, it just sex between two very willing people. On our return home we regular fuck and I've hired Harriet as my personal assistant and it works great. No matter where I go on business I have a woman who is willing to let fuck her anytime and place.