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Series notes: This story crosses into a few different categories. It's primarily a Sci-Fi/Fantasy piece. However, there are several scenes involving incestuous sex - which is why it is categorized the way that it is. ~ This piece is part of a series. The story will make more sense if you read it from start to finish. ~
All of the chapters in the story-chain will be submitted at the same time and should appear every day or so - depending on what the admins decide.
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~~~ Saturday mid-morning ~~~
We finished up the chores and I got ready to head to mom's office - which was where Belinda asked me to meet her.
"You girls already run to your Mom's?" my mother asked them.
"Yeah," Kit answered, hugging an arm around Malady. "She knows we're not coming back."
Mom scooped the two of them into a hug.
"Easy on the hugging and kissing," I told her. "That's my job."
"No," Kit said. "Your job is to f..."
"Kit!" Mom said, stopping her.
I swatted the little shit on the ass and headed for the front door.
"Tell Belinda we said 'hi'," Malady called out, laughing.
"I'm tying you to the bed tonight," I yelled back.
"Promises, promises, ...," she replied.
She sent me a mental image of the look on my sister's face, and I nearly biffed it as I was walking down the sidewalk to the car.
Fifteen minutes later, I pulled up in front of the office building. There were almost no cars in the parking lot. As I walked to the door, I started to wonder how I was going to get in. I was fairly certain that the offices were closed on Saturdays. When I got closer, a security guard walked from the desk he'd been sitting at and opened the door. He stood there, waiting for me.
"I'm here to ..."
"Yessir," he said. "She said you knew your way. I'm to send you right up."
He stepped aside and I slipped past him.
"Thank you," I replied.
"No problem, sir."
The elevator opened as soon as I pushed the call-button. I stepped inside and hit the button for the top floor. I'd only ever been two places in this building - the lobby and the boss' office. The guard had said he was to send me "up". That was the only "up" I knew.
Patricia was standing there when the elevator doors opened. She was wearing another sheath-dress - this one black. She grinned when she saw my reaction to it. She stepped over, wrapped her arms around my neck, and kissed me with a lover's kiss.
"Can't wear white anymore?" I teased.
She blushed.
"Sorry," I said. "That wasn't very nice. The black looks twice as good on you. I'm sure you'd look like a million bucks in a deep red or burgundy."
"Play your cards right, mister, and maybe you'll find out," she said.
She giggled when I squeezed her a little tighter.
"Come on," she said. "Mom's waiting. I don't want to get fired on my first day."
She took my hand and led me through the doors and desks until we arrived.
As we passed into her father's office, she gave my fingers a little squeeze - then she released my hand and stepped to the left. Her mother was sitting in the big leather chair behind the desk where I had fucked the two of them. There were stacks of paper everywhere. She stood and walked around the desk to stand in front of me.
"May I have a hug?" she asked.
"Dear woman," I said. "You can have whatever you like."
"I'll remember that when we chat in a moment," she replied.
She took me into her arms, squeezing me to her ample chest. I gave her a gentle squeeze and hesitated. When she looked at my lips, I figured we were good - so I kissed her - about the same way her daughter had kissed me a moment ago.
She fanned her face, breathing hard, and released me.
Both women were highly aroused. I wasn't sure that our current location was the reason for that.
Belinda motioned for me to take a seat in one of the armchairs. She pulled the one beside it closer and then turned it so that they were almost facing. I sat down as soon as she did - making sure not to bump into her as I took my seat.
"I have a proposition for you ...," she said.
I raised my eyebrows in a highly suggestive manner, and she giggled and covered her mouth.
"You're incorrigible - and I love it," she said. "Let me back up and start again."
She motioned for Patricia to come stand beside her. I was slightly to her left. Her daughter stood on her right.
"After our time together, the other night," she said, "Patty ... er ... Patricia ... convinced me that it was time for me to stop sitting on my ass. She reminded me that my husband was simply an employee of the company."
"Was?" I asked.
She held up a finger - indicating that I should stop talking so that she could explain.
"I sent him to his mother's that night," she continued. "Patty crawled into bed with me and we talked until late."
She took her daughter's fingers in her hand and squeezed them, keeping hold of them.
"Patricia reminded me that my father started this company and that I shouldn't be lazy enough to allow myself to be treated the way my husband was treating me. Yesterday, I went to the Board, told them that they should be ashamed for not keeping a tighter rein on things and all but ordered them to remove him."
I looked around the room we were sitting in and she snickered.
"They informed me that there was only one way they would do that," she said.
She sat up a little straighter.
"They demanded that I take his place. I reminded them that they were as much to blame for the problems as he was - and then informed them that I would be running things much differently. I also warned them that they were not going to like some of the changes that I implemented."
Her face became more and more strained as she spoke. When she ended, she looked almost hostile.
"What did they say?" I asked.
"They waved their hands around - as if it was nothing - and told me that the company would make money no matter what - and that they didn't care who was in charge or what they did."
"And ...?" I asked.
"I made them promise me outlandish bonuses based on company growth metrics that Patty had already worked up for me - and I had them name her as CEO-in-training."
I glanced up at Patty - who was beaming.
"Wow! As smart as you are beautiful," I said.
"I'm fucking you as soon as Momma's done with you," she replied - without a hint of emotion on her face.
Her pussy, however, was already preparing - with great anticipation.
