To everyone who commented on Part 1 of my story I want to say thanks. Several of you recommended an ending and I appreciate that but this story is an on-going one and it is completely true. I only report the facts.
Watching Mary run through the gate after Lindsey I tucked my semi-hard cock back into my shorts. Cussing myself for being so stupid and getting caught by Mary's 19 year old daughter. Several senarios went through my head as I returned to the house for some dinner and a relaxing soak in the whirlpool bath. I had no sooner entered the kitchen when the phone rang. I checked the caller ID and sure enough it was the office.
"Piss on 'em." I told myself. "I'm suppose to be sick."
I went to run my bath water and the phone rang again. Yep, it was the office again. I figured it must be important so I picked it up.
"Hello?"
"Greg? This is Jamie at the office. You busy?" she asked.
"Not really Jamie I was just getting ready to relax in the tub."
"Well, I know you aren't felling good but Mr. James wanted me to call and tell you to get packed, you're going to Chicago. The McMillan account is being audited and you need to be there since it is your account. Sorry to be the bearer of good news."
"Don't worry about it Jamie you are just doing your job. Thanks, when does my flight leave."
"I booked you on the nine o'clock flight so you could get some rest when you get there"
"Thanks you're a sweetheart. See ya in a few days"
"Bye, and try to be a good boy while you're up there."
"I give you my word Jamie. Bye"
One glance at the clock told me I wouldn't have time to take that bath, so i just took a quick shower and threw some things in my suitcase when the phone rang again.
"Hello?" I said somewhat annoyed.
"Greg? This is Mary, we need to talk." she sounded like she had been crying.
"I know we do Mary but the office just called and I need to catch a plane at nine o'clock and I need to be there at least two hours early." I tried to explain.
"Lindsey is threatening to tell Steve what she saw today!"
"WHAT? She wouldn't do that would she?
"Well, I'm not going to call her bluff, would you?" she asked.
"No, I guess not. How can we stop her?"
"I haven't got a clue. But we need to think of something." she sniffled.
"When is Steve due back?"
"Day after tomorrow, but he is leaving from the airport with some friends to go on his annual hunting trip up in Canada."
"Well, I will be back in two days, you think we can take care of it then?"
"Sure, she won't be able to talk to him until he gets back from Canada."
"O.K. we'll handle it then. See you when I get back."
"Alright be careful."
"Bye Mary"
The trip to Chicago was as boring as all the others have been and didn't take as long as I figured it would. I was on my way home the next night ad glad for it. Mary's phone call had been on my mind the whole time. How were we going to keep Lindsey from telling her dad that she had caught Mary with my cock stuffed down her throat and her mouth full of my cum? I really didn't have a clue about what to do, so I figured Mary and I would just confront her and try to explain our way out of it.
This was going to be tricky because at the age of 19 I am sure Lindsey was no fool when it came to sex. She often displayed ample cleveage when she came over to borrow something. Not quite her moms height but with the same blonde hair and peircing eyes, Lindsey was quite the looker but I had watched her grow up and had no intentions of ever trying anything with her. She was really more like my daughter than the "girl next door".
I arrived at my house from the airport at around 2 in the morning and went straight to bed, Alone Again!! After what seemed like 10 minutes the phone rang.