"Dad thinks Obama's going to relax the import ban," I said to mom.
It was 2013 and dad had a thriving business illegally importing Cuban cigars. He was a rich business man and was known as one of the biggest importers/exporters in the State. Virtually all his trade was legitimate, but he did have a sideline importing Cuban cigars through Mexico.
Dad didn't regard himself as a criminal. He saw the ban on Cuban imports as something that would eventually go anyway, rather like the way the Prohibition Act was eventually repealed. However, the relaxation in the ban was the last thing he hoped would happen.
"Well Jimmy, we've had a good run," says mom, smiling.
She had a wonderful smile. I loved her as a mom, but I couldn't help having other thoughts as a lustful nineteen-year-old teenage boy.
Mom was a slim forty-two-year-old with the sexiest round ass I had ever seen. Not that I had seen it in the flesh, only in her jeans or tight hot pants. She was wearing jeans now and I would deliberately ensure she was walking ahead of me when we left the coffee shop.
Mom and dad had split up three years ago. This was because mom was unhappy about dad's womanizing, but also because she could see he was a dangerous man. He sometimes hired a couple of thugs to visit his business associates whom he felt had wronged him. Mom moved out with my two sisters and I stayed with dad. My sisters were now twenty-one and twenty-three. They were very unalike. Sarah, the youngest, was pretty, small, slim and blonde, and people said she looked like my maternal grandmother. Veronica, the older sibling, was dark and voluptuous. The way she filled her T-shirts made her tits look like they were the shape of two large honeydew melons. Both my sisters worked at a lingerie shop, not, I gathered, well paid, but at least they could get a sizable discount on their lingerie purchases. Mom had an office job that didn't pay a lot.
Although dad had allowed mom and my sisters to stay in one of dad's large houses for free for three years, dad's lawyers had managed to draw out the arguments over the alimony, so mom never received a cent, but now things had finally been agreed and mom would be receiving a generous monthly income. However, up to now, the income of mom and my sisters had been a lot less than they needed for the kind of lifestyle they had been used to living with dad. That was where I had been able to help.
When I was eighteen, I started working for dad. Dad immediately had me managing the Cuban cigar importing. I think it was on the basis that, if you're going to do something illegal, it's better to have it done by a family member you can trust.
When I started overseeing the trafficking, the cigars, hidden with other goods, were coming into the United States through a normal border crossing. Two of the Customs and Border Protection Officers would take a crate of cigars for themselves and then let the rest of the goods through. Dad saw the CBP guys cut as a price worth paying. However, the two dishonest CBP guys were transferred to another post shortly after I started. Instead of this being a problem, it turned out very well for me.
Our cigars now came through unchallenged as, to make it easier for themselves, the dishonest CBP guys had set up the paperwork for an automatic waiver to let our goods through. Dad, however, had no knowledge that the officers' take was no longer happening. I then got mom a key cut to the warehouse where our goods were stored in town and, whenever we had a delivery, she transferred a crate to the trunk of her car. Mom stored the cigars at home until she had enough to sell to a buyer in the next state.
My sisters knew that mom was taking the cigars from dad, but didn't know that I was involved. Mom thought that was the safest way to play it.
The reason I was meeting mom now, was that dad had decided to have his house completely renovated for his new young wife. Walls were coming down and new partitions being erected. In all, the work would take six months. I was going to college in a month, but before I went, I needed somewhere to stay, and dad decided that mom could put me up in one of her spare rooms.
"It will be tricky with your sisters", mom sighed. "They think of you as daddy's boy and associate you with him. It didn't help with them seeing that DVD porn video of yours. They kept muttering the words, 'Complete Satisfaction' and then referred to you as disgusting."
I sighed with embarrassment. Dad had demanded that my sisters go to our house before the refurbishment was started and take back with them some junk they had left behind. I was there to open the door for them, but then had to rush off. As I'd let them in, I'd gazed in adoration at Sarah's prettiness, but then couldn't take my eyes off Veronica's tits. My two sisters marched past me and Veronica, in particular, gave me a very supercilious glare.
After I had left, I gathered that dad insisted on guiding them around the house to show them what building alterations would be made. As part of his tour they looked into my room. Unfortunately, I had left out my two favorite DVDs. One was entitled 'Complete Satisfaction' and had the headline 'Older sisters completely satisfy teenage brother' and the other was entitled 'Son loves mom's big round ass'.
As my sisters stared at the covers, my dad apparently chortled saying, "Jimmy really is a horny young man. He is only interested in one thing."
Dad couldn't stop laughing as he told me what had happened. Clearly my sisters were now convinced that my only interest in life was sex, especially with my sisters and potentially my mom.
It was not that I was not getting my share of the ladies. When you are the boss's son it does give one some pulling power. I'd already fucked a couple of the secretaries, and the busty Office Manager, Vera, had given me a great blowjob at the Christmas party. I had also been made aware by the ladies that my cock was bigger than average
My sisters couldn't have told mom any more than that I owned disgusting DVDs. They certainly never mentioned 'mom's big round ass' DVD as all my mom said to me was "Don't worry Jimmy, I know it's perfectly natural for a young man to look at pornographic material."
It was at this point that mom, perhaps to make me feel better, told me something personal to her, "Jimmy, I've decided to think about dating again, I haven't been out with another man since splitting up with your father and your sisters have been encouraging me. They have even given me some sexy underwear from their Lingerie shop. I haven't been on a date yet, but I thought you ought to know."
I was having a problem trying to get the vision out of my head of mom in some sexy underwear, when I stammered an enthusiastic reply, "Mom, thanks for telling me. Of course you should date again."
Mom smiled gratefully and then started to discuss my moving in with her.
"Now you'll arrive on Friday afternoon. I'll be away at your Auntie Flora's until Sunday and Veronica won't be arriving home until late Saturday afternoon when, I gather, she'll be rushing out again to a party. However, Sarah will be there on Friday to let you in. She wants you to arrive just after four o'clock. I gather that she will be off to a friend's then and on to a party almost immediately. She is working on Saturday morning, so I'm afraid that you won't be seeing much of any of us until we're all together on Sunday."
That seemed quite complicated, but I thought I understood it.
Mom continued, "You might find that the atmosphere is a bit taut at the moment. Veronica borrowed Sarah's best chiffon scarf without telling her and then lost it. The girls are still not speaking to each other. At least, as daddy's boy, you'll be a perceived common enemy, so that might bring them together."
Mom laughed at her own humor, then reassured me with, "Don't worry, when I see them on the Sunday, I'll tell them how it's you we have to thank for getting me the cigars and providing us with a good income. After that I'm sure we'll be one happy family."
I was feeling cheerful as I walked towards mom's house with my suitcase. Everything had gone very well. I'd told dad that I'd managed to ensure that our cigars would now come through Border Security without the CBP guys taking a cut. He was so happy; he'd given me a present of a thousand dollars as I'd left the house. I would still be working for him for another month, but then I was off to college. I hadn't minded working for him, but I'd found his use of hired thugs very unpleasant.
Mom would now have a generous alimony to make her and my sisters' lives very comfortable.
It was ten past four as I approached the house. I'd had a boner all day thinking of my gorgeous older sisters. I knew that they would be frosty to me until mom told them how I'd effectively robbed dad to keep them financially sound. The fact that they thought of me as a horny teenage younger brother would be a bit awkward, but I hoped time would be a healer. I promised myself that I wouldn't be trying to sneak a look at them in their underwear too often.
Sarah answered the door to me. She looked really pretty, clearly dressed in readiness for a party. Her blonde hair had a fringe over her stunning blue eyes. Her green dress emphasized her slim build, but there was a curvature to her breasts that suggested they would be a nice handful.
