{"loaderData":{"4":{"story":{"id":"129a83e1-3277-44f8-8f62-7d64a41935e5","seriesId":null,"seriesName":null,"currentUserId":"00000000-0000-0000-0000-000000000000","added":"2026-03-30T21:06:55.134Z","title":"The Final Request","slug":"the-final-request","shortId":"RtYrG1uA","authorNote":null,"disclaimer":null,"type":"Short","paidUrl":null,"synopsis":"A husband trick his wife letting a dying man his final request","partCount":2,"parts":[{"partId":"dcc98617-bc92-4f7d-861b-9c4531a964cd","title":null,"summary":"Jim and Victoria had been married for twenty years. They were in their early fifties.Jim was a cleve","wordCount":2245,"readTime":11,"number":1,"state":"Published"},{"partId":"f53d00d2-b011-41bd-aa83-0f94657ddf23","title":null,"summary":"In Progress....","wordCount":2,"readTime":1,"number":2,"state":"Published"}],"currentPart":1,"contentTitle":"Chapter 1","content":"

Jim and Victoria had been married for twenty years. They were in their early fifties.

Jim was a clever and sophisticated lawyer. He was used to getting what he wanted and knew how to craft a persuasive argument.

Victoria was his opposite. She worked as a nurse at a retirement home. She was tender, warm, and caring, with a gentle heart that always saw the best in people. She was also very naive, often trusting others without question.

Victoria was a good-looking woman. Although she was in her fifties, she had a nice thick figure, nice curves, and large tits.

They lived in a lovely private house with a large garden where Victoria loved planting flowers. The garden was her sanctuary, the one place where she felt completely at peace after her long hours at the retirement home.

Once a week their gardener, Frank, came to handle the grass and maintain the trees. Frank was in his late fifties , a nice , shy and gentle person who had been a widow for five years. His wife had passed after a long illness, and he often spoke of her with a quiet sadness that touched Victoria's heart.

Jim loved his wife, but after twenty years, their sex life was a little boring, and Jim wanted to spice it up.

Jim had a fantasy he couldn't shake. He wanted to see her with another man. More than that, he wanted to make her a hot wife, uninhibited, and slutty. But Victoria was modest and reserved. She would never agree to such a thing if he asked directly.

Jim knew Viktoria was naive, but she wasn't stupid. So he needed a plan. A clever, sophisticated plan that would lead her exactly where he wanted without her ever realizing she was being guided.

He spent days thinking, but the more Jim turned it over in his mind, the more problems he saw.

He considered creating a scenario where she would be seduced naturally, a weekend getaway, a charming stranger. But the logistics were impossible. He couldn't control every variable. One wrong move and the whole thing would fall apart.

finding a male escort and pretending he was an old friend in need. Too risky. Victoria would ask questions he couldn't answer. The fantasy would not leave him.

One evening, Jim drove to the retirement home to pick up Victoria after her shift. He arrived a few minutes early and waited in the front garden.

Jim found a bench and sat down, scrolling through his phone. The front door of the home opened, and an elderly man stepped out, moving slowly with a wooden cane. He was tall and thin, with white hair and tired eyes.

The man noticed Jim and gave a small nod. \"Mind if I sit?\"

\"Of course,\" Jim said, gesturing to the bench.

The man lowered himself slowly, letting out a soft sigh as he settled.

\"Beautiful evening,\" the man said.

\"It is,\" Jim replied.

They sat in comfortable silence for a minute. Then the man spoke again.

\"My name is Harold,\" he said. \"I live here now. Been here three months.\"

\"Jim,\" he said. \"I'm waiting for my wife. She's a nurse here.\"

Harold nodded. \"Good people, the nurses. They take care of us.\" He paused, his eyes still on the pond. \"They tell me I have about four months left. Maybe five if I'm lucky.\"

Jim turned to look at him. \"I'm sorry to hear that.\"

Harold waved a thin hand. \"We all go sometime. I've made my peace with it. But I'll tell you something, Jim.\" He turned to face Jim directly. \"There are things I wish I'd had time to do. Things I never got around to. Regrets, you know?\"

Jim nodded slowly. \"What kind of things?\"

Harold let out a soft laugh. \"Oh, the usual. Travel. See the mountains one more time. There was a whole side of life I never explored. Passion, I suppose you'd call it. Adventure.\" He smiled wistfully.

Jim felt something stir in his chest.

\"Now I'm here,\" Harold continued. \"Too late for that now. But I do wish I'd had the chance to know what it felt like. Just once.\"

He fell silent, watching the pond again.

Jim sat very still. The fantasy that had been burning in his mind for months suddenly clicked into place , Harold gave him the perfect plan he needed, “Final wish for a dying man.\"

Jim saw Victoria coming through the front door , her bag over her shoulder, her gentle face lighting up when she saw him.

On the drive home, Victoria talked about her day, Jim listened, nodded, and made the right sounds of interest. But his mind was elsewhere.

The next morning, while Victoria was at the retirement home for her shift, Frank arrived to do his usual garden maintenance. Jim struck up a conversation with him about life, women, and such.

They sat on the patio, and Jim brought out two cold beers. Frank was grateful. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and settled into the chair across from Jim, letting out a contented sigh.

\"You do good work, Frank,\" Jim said. \"The garden has never looked better.\"

Frank nodded modestly. \"Victoria's the one with the green thumb. I just keep the grass in check.\"

They drank in silence for a moment. Then Jim leaned back.

\"Can I ask you something personal?\" he said.

Frank looked at him curiously but nodded. \"Sure.\"

\"You've been a widower for five years now. Have you thought about dating? Finding someone?\"

Frank let out a slow breath, looking out at the garden. \"I think about it sometimes. But honestly... I wouldn't even know where to start. It's been so long.\"

Jim nodded sympathetically. \"So you haven't been with anyone since your wife passed?\"

Frank shook his head, a faint blush rising on his weathered cheeks. \"No. It's been a long time. Longer than I'd care to admit. A man has his needs, you know, but... I guess I just got used to being alone, I won't lie,\" Frank said quietly. \"I miss it. The closeness. Being with a woman. But it is what it is.\"

Jim set down his beer and leaned forward, his voice dropping to a more serious tone, he knew exactly how to manipulate people and chose his words carefully.

\"Frank, I'm going to tell you something I haven't told anyone. And I'm trusting you to keep it between us.\"

Frank looked at him, concerned. \"Of course.\"

Jim let out a heavy sigh. \"I have a problem. A medical issue. It started about a year ago. There is an issue with my blood pressure, which sometimes causes erectile dysfunction.

Sometimes I'm fine, everything works like it should. But other times... nothing. It's unpredictable. One day I'm ready to go, the next day I can't perform at all. The doctors are still trying to get my medication dialed in, but so far, it's hit or miss. I never know which version of myself is going to show up.\"

Frank nodded slowly, understanding in his eyes.

\"It's frustrating,\" Jim continued. \"For me, but more for Victoria. She never knows what to expect. She's too kind to say anything, but I can see the disappointment. The confusion. She thinks it's her sometimes, that she's not attractive enough, not exciting enough.

He let the words hang in the air.

\"So I'm not completely useless,\" Jim added with a humorless laugh. \"But I'm not reliable either. And a woman like Victoria deserves reliability. She deserves a man who can give her what she needs without her having to wonder if tonight is going to be one of the bad nights.\"

Frank shifted in his seat, clearly moved by what he was hearing. \"That's a hard thing to carry. For both of you.\"

\"It is,\" Jim agreed. \"And that's why I've been thinking about other solutions.\"

Frank was quiet, clearly unsure where the conversation was going.

\"Frank, you're a good man. I've known you for years. You're gentle, you're kind, and you've been without for too long. I'm proposing something that might sound crazy, but I want you to hear me out.\"

Frank's eyes widened slightly. \"What are you saying?\"

Jim held his gaze. \"I'm saying I want you to be with Victoria. Not behind my back,with my full blessing. I want you to give her what I can't. And I want to give you what you've been missing.\"

Frank stared at him, speechless. His mouth opened and closed.

\"Jim, I... I don't know what to say. That's... are you serious?\"

\"Dead serious,\" Jim said. \"I've thought about this a lot. I can't think of anyone I'd trust more.

Frank was quiet for a long moment. He looked out at the garden, at the flowers Victoria had planted with such care, then back at Jim.

\"She'd agree to this?\" Frank asked slowly.

\"It will not be that easy, but she'll do it for me”.

\"I have to think about it,\" Frank said.

\"Take your time,\" Jim said. \"But remember, life's short. You know that better than me.”

Frank gathered his tools and walked slowly toward the gate. He paused at the entrance, looking back at Jim.

Frank nodded slowly, then disappeared through the gate.

Jim sat back down on the patio, a satisfied smile playing at his lips. The plan was in motion. Frank was considering. The foundation was laid.

Now all he had to do was wait.

The next morning, Jim was in his home office reviewing case files when his phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen. A text from Frank.

I thought about it all night. I'll do it.

Jim felt a rush of excitement. He set down his pen and typed his reply.

Great, I will update you tomorrow.

Jim leaned back in his chair, his heart beating a little faster. The pieces were falling into place. Frank was willing. The story was ready. Now he just needed to prepare Victoria.

That evening, after dinner, Viktoria and Jim moved to the living room. Jim poured them each a glass of wine and sat beside her on the couch.

\"Victoria,\" he began, his voice taking on a serious tone, \"I need to talk to you about something.\"

She looked at him, concern flickering in her eyes. \"What is it?\"

\"It's about Frank,\" Jim said.

Victoria's brow furrowed. \"Frank? Is he okay?\"

Jim shook his head slowly. \"No. He's not.\"

He watched her face as the news began to settle. Her hand came up to her chest, her nurse's instincts already stirring.

\"He came to me a few days ago,\" Jim continued. \"He'd just come back from the doctor. They told him he has a terminal illness. Six months, maybe less.\"

Victoria's eyes filled with tears. \"Oh no. Poor Frank. He's been so alone since his wife passed.\"

Jim nodded, letting her sadness build. \"There's something else. He told me something that broke my heart. Something he's never told anyone.\"

Victoria waited, her full attention on him.

\"He and his wife had a loving marriage, but she was sick for a long time. They never really had a chance to experience passion. Now, at the end of his life, his biggest regret is that he never truly experienced real sex. Jim paused, letting the words sink in. He said his final request is to experience something wild before he dies.”

“Wild? What kind of wild?\" Victoria asked.

Jim shrugged thoughtfully. \"Wild... I guess a threesome. At least that's what I would ask if I were in his state.\"

\"Threesome? Really? You mean with two women?\" Victoria asked.

\"Not necessarily,\" Jim replied, his voice casual but deliberate.

Victoria's eyes widened. She sat very still, her mind clearly working through the implications.

Jim watched her quietly, letting the silence do its work. He could see her compassion already stirring, that deep well of empathy that had drawn her to nursing in the first place. She was trying to understand what he was suggesting without him having to spell it out.

\"That would mean...\" Victoria started, then stopped.

Jim said nothing. He simply waited.

\"A threesome doesn't have to be with two women,\" she said slowly, thinking aloud. \"It could be with a man and a woman.\" Her voice grew quieter.

Jim gave a small nod but didn't speak. He let her arrive at the conclusion on her own.

Victoria was quiet for a long moment. Jim could see the wheels turning in her head, her compassion wrestling with her modesty.

\"Why are you telling me this?\" she asked softly.

Jim took her hand, \"Frank... he's a good man. A gentle man. He deserves to go in peace.\"

Victoria pulled her hand back gently. Her cheeks were flushed, but she didn't look away from him.

\"You're not saying it directly,\" she said quietly. \"But you're suggesting that Frank's final request... it involves us. Both of us.\"

Jim held her gaze. \"I'm suggesting that a dying man's last wish is something we have the power to grant. Together.\"

Victoria stood up and walked to the window. She looked out at the garden, at the flowers Frank had helped her tend for so many years.

Jim rose and came to stand behind her. He placed his hands on her shoulders, his touch gentle.

Victoria leaned back against him, her body tense with the weight of what he was asking.

\"Frank is dying,\" she whispered, as if saying it aloud would make it real.

\"Yes,\" Jim said. \"He is.\"

She turned to face him, her eyes wet. \"And you really think we should do this?\"

\"We must give a good man peace before he dies,\" he said softly.

Victoria was quiet for a long moment. Then she nodded slowly.

\"I'll think about it,\" she said. \"Give me a few days.\"

Jim kissed the top of her head. \"Take all the time you need.\"

He held her as she stood at the window, watching the evening settle over her garden. Inside her kind heart, the seed of the idea had been planted. Now he just needed to let it grow.

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