I'm no Saint

I've always been well heartless is about right and I couldn't bothered with going to university and I took my inheritance from my late father and mother and went out into the world. I lived to high life and then the money was gone. No worries I had met some people and with their help and a little luck I made it back and more besides. I knew how to make money and continued to thrive as they say. After some year wild fun filled years, just by chance I found myself back in my old hometown. It hadn't done well since I was last there, the mill had closed down and only a few shops still open. Seeing I was there I decided to look up my mother's sister Betty 39. I use masturbate thinking of her when I was in my teenage years. I'm Jeremy 31 single 1 child Monica after my late mother, her mother is Betty my aunt. You see on arriving at betty home I found out Keith her husband had died in an accident at the mill the year before it closed and she didn't get much from them as they went bankrupt. Luckily no children at the time, anyway with work hard to find she was in a state of being financially distress. No money or a way of earning much and a large debt in the form of a home loan. She had just lost job and it had been just enough to keep her head above water as it were. Now she would lose her home and would end in the gutter. One thing on her side she still looked great, once the greetings were over. I could see there was real problems for her and the town, I had enough money to help Betty and thought I could do that. But then she said she would anything to keep her home and my twisted mind latched on to it like pit bull. Now the idea was there it wouldn't go away. I offered to payout her bank loan and asked her to sleep with me as payment, she was shocked by my suggestion. But I stayed quiet and let her talk it over out loud. I always had a way out of any situation, if she didn't come round. I could always say just testing your will to do anything like it was weird joke which was in keeping with my twisted sense of humor. After some more talking to herself she stopped and looked at me and then agreed to my request. I would stay with her until she was up on her feet again and sleep with her every night. We started then and there and over following weeks I was fucking her several times a week and she seemed to also be enjoying the sex. A bit bored, I started checking over the town and an idea started to form, the old mill would never reopen, but small brewery could. I didn't know the first about a brewery, but I knew who did. So I contacted my old friends, one of them had always talked about opening a brewery. So he and his brother came looked at the site and they thought it a ideal site also. So the 3 of us bought the site of the new brewery about quarter of the old mills land with the building we thought was perfect on it. Had the internal fittings removed and fitted it out for brewing beer. As we start making beer the rest of mill site sold and other business started the in the town also and the started to recover. More shops opened and their was work available except Betty was pregnant with our first child and so she didn't get a job. I was still living and sleeping with her and after the birth of Monica she was a stay at home mother and I got her pregnant again and that were we are now. Very few locals remember me from before and none seem to remember Betty is my aunt.