Talk around the dinner table was non-existent again as it usually was every night. Brady had tried to change things since moving back home. But he'd finally given up realizing he wasn't going to change two people who had so much animosity towards each other, they had nothing they wanted to share with each other. He knew he was contributing to that schism between them now. But letting her go wasn't an option he was going to consider.
"So how's that new promotion going for you dad?"
"I wouldn't call it a promotion. They've put me in charge of setting up new offices around the country. The first office I have to set up is in Phoenix."
"Sweet!" Brady was genuinely glad for his dad. Then he smiled to himself about his good fortune too.
"Yeah, it is sweet. I'll be flying out to Phoenix Sunday afternoon to get the office up and running."
"How long is that going to take?"
"Not sure. At least a couple weeks. Who knows? There will be a learning curve for me. But this is just the first of several offices that are in the planning stages now."
"Well I'm thrilled for you dear." Dena chimed in trying to sound genuine. She felt left out of the conversation, not because she cared about John's promotion, but because she wanted to be part of anything that Brady was involved in. Even something as trivial as a conversation. Initially, the connection she and Brady shared was purely physical. But the more he took control of her and met those deep-seated needs that had gone unmet for so many years the more she found herself becoming dependent on him psychologically. The thought of being without him scared her and left her feeling empty. She knew she would do anything to keep her baby happy.
John snorted his disgust, not trying to hide it.
Brady almost lost it. He knew his mom was faking it. But he had no right to show his disgust and maybe hurt her feelings. He felt himself becoming more and more protective of his mom. He put his utensils down and glared at his dad. "Was that necessary?" He grumbled at him.
John looked at him not knowing how to respond. He thought, 'I should stand up for myself'. He couldn't bring himself to say anything. He finally spoke up, backing down as he usually did. He looked in Dena's direction without looking at her. "I'm sorry dear. Thank you."
No other words were spoken during dinner. John pushed himself away from the table and walked into the living room to begin his nightly ritual. HIs mind reeling from being humiliated by his son. But he couldn't bring himself to say something and defend himself. He switched his train of thought to the upcoming business trip and smiled. What he didn't tell them was that his secretary was going on the trip with him. He'd already gotten the blessing of his bosses. They knew she would be a great help in getting things up and running more quickly at the Phoenix office. She would also be a great help in keeping John's cock serviced.
John stroked his cock as he thought about the great blowjob she had given him earlier in the day. Since the day she had been hired right out of college, Sue had made it very clear to John that she was willing to do anything to help him get ahead in the company as long as he took her with him. He closed his eyes and pictured her on her knees, between his legs, her mouth bobbing up and down on his cock as the two of them stared at each other. She loved watching his face as she sucked his cock. Sue was a little on the chunky side with nice big tits and an eagerness to please. She was also very proficient at what she did as an administrative assistant. She didn't need the sex to get ahead. But Sue had always had a high sex drive. Her philosophy was why not combine the two to help her career.
Brady stuck his head around the corner to check on his dad. He watched for several seconds as John rubbed his cock through his pants. He shook his head in disgust and disappointment. All those years he had been away from home, he hoped that he would come home to a changed dad. He walked back into the kitchen. Dena was standing at the sink loading the dishwasher. He walked up behind her, wrapped his arms around her and cupped her breasts in his hands, squeezing them as he pulled her into his body. "Dad's in there playing with himself." He whispered in her ear.
Dena spun in his arms to face him. The look on her face surprised Brady. "Do you have any idea how turned on I am right now? What you did at the table for me." She whispered. Then she raised her arm, pointing at John in the other room. "He's never done that for me once. Not once!" She said with gritted teeth.
Brady didn't respond with the emotion of the moment. "Let it go!" Was all he said.
"But do you see . . . "
Brady cut her off not allowing her to get herself all worked up. He gritted his teeth. "I said LET IT GO!"
Dena stood in silence staring up at him. "Thank you for standing up for me."
"I own you. It's what I do. Now get the kitchen cleaned up. You can show me how grateful you are later." He thought for a second. "Come downstairs as soon as you're done here." He turned and walked downstairs to his apartment.
Dena could hear Brady talking to someone on his cell phone as she descended the stairs. She pulled the basement door closed behind her. Brady was sitting on the couch with the TV on but muted. "What's your schedule like in the next few weeks baby brother?" Brady motioned for Dena to come over to him.
"I"m swamped with classes right now. But I'll see if I can make some time."
"Good deal Kev." He looked up at Dena, not muting the phone or covering it. "Take the shirt and bra off slut." Dena's eyes shot open like a deer caught in the headlights. She stood motionless not believing what Brady was doing. "What are you waiting for slut?"
"Bro! Who you talking to?" Kevin almost yelled into the phone.
"My new slut little brother. Bitch really knows how to take care of me." He replied as Dena began unbuttoning her blouse with trembling hands.
"Dude! You are so lucky? Does your bitch have a sister?" Kevin asked laughing.
