The Job Offer

As I pointed out many times, I'm a novice writer. When I wrote this short story, it was just a dream. Never thought it would grow into a series. With over 1750 pages written, the story keeps unfolding. I know there's an end in site, but the story keeps evolving. With that said, I listened to all the comments, and went back to re-write the beginning of this chapter. Got rid of the first-person, and corrected all the errors. Proof read it many times and I hope its ready. It was tough, but I had the time. As I keep writing this series, my writing has improved, and made each chapter easier to read by creating, mini chapters. With each chapter, I learn something new. I have great fans, and with that I keep writing. So this remastered chapter is for you, the fans....

VBH - Vampire Bounty Hunter

Chapter 1.1

A slut suggests to me to do this job, even though it's not what I wanted or hoped for. You see, his family is all vampires; yes, he knows what you're thinking, but he's not one of them. Before you go there, he's not hunting his parents or siblings. In fact, he's ok with them being vampires; even though he's a 'Normal' human, they still love him. In short, he's the black sheep of the family. This is his story. His name is Samuel Harrington, III, but prefers to be called Sam. His father is the second or II, if you wanted to know. They grew up upper middle class. He's the youngest of three siblings; both his brother and sister are way older than him by 12 years.

Both of his brother and sister work within The Firm that his father now runs. When he becomes of age, he will work there too. Looking back, he had a normal life. He was a lanky kid growing up that got bullied often, but when the parents found out, things miraculously changed the next day. It was really weird. Every bully, whether it's in elementary, junior, or high school, would come to him and apologize for the way they acted and begged him for forgiveness. Totally weird, right? As he grew up, he didn't fit in; he wasn't good at sports, instruments, or anything. Everyone there classified him as a nerd, or worse, a loser. He didn't have lots of friends, but that all changed when he got into high school. Every kid sits down with their parents to have that discussion about the 'Birds and the Bees' speech. However, his parents were different. They told him they were indeed vampires.

After he was born, his parents were turned. His father first, and then his mother. They loved us so much, but they had to learn to get their dietary needs elsewhere. In his early years, he can't remember, but believes the maid, or the butler, raised him till he was 6 years old. Not 100% sure, could've been someone else as they dealt with their urges for blood. Once they could handle their appetites, the family prospered. After being turned, my father started working at my grandfather's business, The Firm. There they started receiving bagged blood on the regular instead of getting it from black market or from some sketchy guy. Just think, if he didn't work there, where would they get their blood... Makes you wonder how elite vampires thrive. On rare occasions, they would feed from 'Norms' (Normal humans), who either want to be a feeder for a price, the high from giving, or hope to be turned one day.

Anyway, getting off topic here. They both shared that they were indeed vampires, but still loved him. They said that once he reached a certain age that he can be turned if he so wants to. Now being turned comes with a lot of benefits: immortality for one, increase senses and strength, and privilege to work at The Firm. They also told him that both his brother and sister have been turned. It was quite shocking, but the little details here and there made sense. For instance, father working nights instead of days, we never opened the curtains during the day, and we hardly went anywhere during daytime hours as a family. Never thought in a million years that my family was all vampires. Of course, he had to ask questions; who wouldn't?

Is he the only human in this household? Is the maid or butler a vamp, too? His parents already told him the truth and so continues to do so. They said, "Yes, you're the only human in the household. The maid and butler are minions. We tried to keep them human, but keeping the 'Secret' secret was daunting for them. So it was decided to turn them into minions, and told their families that they passed away to keep their silence. Before you jump to conclusions, we aren't horrible people. We asked the help prior to being turned into minions. Offered each of them a settlement package for their families for lifelong servitude. It's like an insurance policy of sorts. They're easily controlled as long as they wear their silver necklaces. They don't need food or sleep, but they need our blood once in a while to keep ticking."

"Any other questions?" They asked.

His mind went blank, but everything about his childhood kept unravelling behind his eyes. Lots of things clicked, but definitely asked about those bullies he had growing up. Both of his parents turn to one another and smiled. They shared that they indeed handled it. Sam's father spoke up, and says, "We did that on your behalf, Sam. Depending on the day, either parent would go to the bullies home. Sneak in and scare the living shit out of them during the night. We would use our powers of suggestion to make the bully be a better person and apologize for their behavior. It was a lot of fun; especially picking them up with one hand and seeing their eyes bug out and scared shitless." Hearing that from your father is scary enough. However, seeing his mother smack his father on his arm, telling him to tone it down cause it's scaring their son. Shaking her head, she says, "Sam, we cared and didn't want you to be bullied or scared. We stepped in when we can. Hope you don't judge us so."

Upon silence, both parents looked at each other, wondering if their son could handle it. For a moment, they thought they had to step in and wipe his memory of this very conversation. Silence ensues. This is a big thing to drop on a teenager's shoulders, and wondered if he can keep the 'Secret'. Sam, however, knew what they were thinking. His mind cleared and said, "Cool!"

"Really?" They both said sarcastically...

"Yeah, it is. Sorry, a lot of things were clicking in my head; so many clues, but left unnoticed." Looking at both of them, Sam continued, "Finding out that your parents aren't normal but in fact vampires, is totally 'Cool'. If vampires exists then that opens the doors to other supernaturals as well, right?" He stammers...

Sam's father then says, "We're both shocked that you're handling this really well, son. We had a lot of discussion on whether to come out or wait till you were older. We didn't want to hide this from you any longer."

"Mom. Dad. I am not worried about my life, per se. If you wanted my blood, you could've taken it, but you didn't. Deep down, I know that the both of you love me very much. I love you guys as well." Sam says with all of his heart.

Their son's response shocked both parents and warmed their ice cold hearts too. They both smiled at him. His mother reached out to him by grabbing his hand, and says, "We love you so much. We did things to protect you and wanted you to have a normal life as much as possible. As you get older, you will have a choice to make. Either you turn or not, won't change how we feel about you. You're our flesh and blood. We will always be here for you." They shared that since I was ok with this and that they would be upfront with me in the future.

That brings a smile to my lips, hearing that they still care and love me. With that said, my father said it was getting late, and it was time for him to head to the office. I hugged them both and wished them a goodnight before heading to bed.

As time went on, so too things at home changed. He rarely saw his father at all and his mother stopped getting dressed. She slowly stopped wearing clothes altogether, but paraded herself in lingerie or teddy around the house.

It was tough to see your voluptuous mother showing off more skin than a normal mother would. Walking around the house almost naked. Constantly had to look the other way, but it left him feeling awkward. He asked her many times, "Can you please put on some clothes, or cover yourself up with a robe? This is kind of excessive, mother."

His mother would wave it off. She would just smile and tease me about it, saying: "It's okay to be turned on. You're a growing young man; it's ok to be attracted to your mother. It makes me feel attractive. A compliment of sorts, that I can make you, my son, excited. Since the turning, my body has gotten tightened in places."

She goes on and on about it, but shares, "Oh, I guess I should share with you that your father and I have an 'Open' relationship within our marriage. Hence the reason you don't see him too often." With that said, she steps closer in a blink of an eye, standing a foot away from him. His eyes try to look her in the eye, but they travel down her body. He can see the tiny straps on her shoulders struggling to hold up her voluptuous breasts up. Not a 100% sure, but bets they're DD/DDD at least. She pushes her breasts together, showing off her cleavage. The black teddy is sheer enough that you can make out her big areolas that are sporting taunt nipples; holding them at bay by the tight fabric. As you look lower, you can see that she's well toned with slight abs of steel and even lower than that, a dark & tiny black landing strip just above her pussy. Damn, she's definitely hot, but again, it's also your mother. 'The first word that comes into his mind is: MILF, but again you try to your best to control yourself. It's your mother and you can't think of her in that way', he told himself.

She reads his body language well. He fights to stay cool, but her being this close, though... He's losing it. She breaks the silence by leaning forward and whispers in his ear: "It's okay. Wearing lingerie all day makes me feel sexy. Miss your father's attention. I see your frustrations when you look at me. It makes me feel sexy for one and two, desirable. Hence why I keep wearing lingerie in the house. I wear it for you." As she peers into his eyes.

"Sammy, I am here for 'All' of your needs." She says to him as she looks down and gazes at the big bulge pressing against his pants. Sasha sees that he's well endowed, and its length extends past his belted pants. She licks her lips and then reaches out with the back of her hand to stroke his strained cock. Her hand rubs it up and down, but then grabs hold of it. It's very thick and she can barely wrap her hands around it. Moans of pleasure escape his mouth because of her. She then says, "Do you need any help with this?"

Sam struggles to stay strong as his mother continues to stroke him. It feels so damn good. He wants nothing more than to throw her against the wall and have his way with her. She's playing a dangerous game here. Just making contact like this; changes their dynamic of mother and son. He wants to give in, but someone has to have the moral high ground to stop. Guess his mother's morals went out of the window. He understands she has needs, but gosh, check out Tinder or hit up a bar. However, it's flattering that she wants him. His heart's racing and so close to shooting a load. Taking a step back, he says, "No, I can take care of this myself." Shaking his head internally, he knows it's something that no other would do in his place.

My mother's slightly heartbroken, but smiles and says, "Suit yourself. You know I love you." Her eyes look downward and she continues, "But I want to love you. More." And with that, she turns around and walks back to her room. Normally she can get there rather quickly with her enhanced quickness, but walks slowly to entice him more. Smiling to herself, knowing that her teddy shows off her heart-shaped ass and the sway of her hips is tantalizing. She knows that it's a dangerous game to play, but she has to know if he's the 'One'. She thinks to herself, 'He won this round. He's much stronger than I realized. But one day, he will let his primal nature take its course and take me.'

Sam slowly watches his mother head to her bedroom. Seeing her cheeky teddy rise up, showing off her heart-shaped ass, and the sway of her hips as she walks is breathtaking. He tries to keep his composure, but his brain is screaming, 'FUCK. Why did you turn her away? She wants you and yes, it's incest, but look at her. She's a goddess with needs.' The screaming continues, but he slowly turns and heads to his bedroom to relieve himself. He turns on his computer and checks out some porn, but it doesn't help. He then just thinks about his mother standing in front of him and loses himself in the pleasure of stroking his massive cock. Pumping it up and down; grunting as he edges ever so close. Then it happens. He shoots a massive load onto his floor. Thinking it's relieved, he lets go, but it still standing tall.

Sam continues to stroke more, imagining that he throws her against the wall and presses his cock against her ass. He then slides it between her cheeks, up and down so she can feel what effect she has on him. Unsnapping the crotch of the teddy, he inserts two fingers into her soaked pussy. It's a shock to her, but smiles nevertheless. Pulling them out, he tastes her nectar. Sliding off his pants to the floor, he slowly runs his cock down her crack and stops at her entrance to her pussy. He knows his mother is waiting desperately to be filled, and in one quick movement, he shoves his thick cock deep into her. She bites down on her bottom lip before he slides into her from behind in one go.

She's totally wet for him. Feeling him tease her as he runs his cock up and down her crack was unnerving to say the least. However, it was quite teasing and stimulating. Fuck, she thinks to herself. So close to cumming, and yet you're waiting for him to completely take me. Biting her lower lip, she waits and then it happens. The shock alone sends her into a frenzy and into a small orgasm. God, he is so big and meaty. She struggles to contain her vampiric side. Her canines elongate, but let him take control. She knows he's just a 'Normal' and not a vampire. And if she loses control, she could hurt him. A whimper of an orgasm takes its course. When he slides out, she feels the loss, but then he thrusts it back in deeper, sets her off. She presses against him, driving him deeper into her. The pace is slow, but she encourages him by reaching around with her right hand and grabbing his ass. Her nails elongate and dig deep into his flesh. He can feel her need and then increase the pace, driving into her over and over. His left hand is reaching around and playing with her hooded clit while the other is up and grabbing/squeezing her right tit. She loses herself but stays in control. She moans with each thrust into her.

She screams but says, "Harder, baby. Give it to me. Show me you want me."

He imagines that scenario as he pumps his cock in and out of her. His cock is a raging piece of steel and needs more stimulation. He continues to imagine that he's fucking his mother as his second orgasm gets ever closer.

She's laying on her bed. With her enhanced hearing, she knows he's stroking his cock. Also, she can smell his load of cum on the floor. The fight with herself is real; she wants to leave her bedroom and be there for him, but all she can do is listen to him while she plays with herself. It's been so long since she felt someone inside of her. Since he's the only male living at home, of course, her need for him would escalate. Why does his father's job take precedence? She knows about his other trysts and allowed the open marriage, but she doesn't know if she can control herself with anyone with her other side. However, she can control herself around her son, but she doesn't want to make another mistake by taking a life. Fuck this need.

Suddenly, she hears him grunt and shoots another load onto the floor. His semen is so fucking strong, her mouth salivates and wonders want it would taste like. She moves her fingers faster and feels her release. She moans hard into the pillow as she thinks of her son. They both silently clean up their messes and go about their business.

Time moves forward, and Sam makes a new friend. He just moved into the neighborhood mid January. Met him at school; shown him the ropes and walked him through his classes. A general friendship formed. He informed her about it and said that he will bring him over after school. She, in fact, covered herself a bit by putting on a silk robe over her lingerie when Sam's friend was over. It hid significant amounts of skin, but it still shown her taunt nipples and her legs. Sam introduced the two together; it went well. However, when they were alone, Sam's friend Robbie informed Sam that his mom was a total MILF and that he's so lucky to see a hot MILF every day. Sam knew he was right, but it bothered him nevertheless.

As time went on, Sam's mother increased her sex appeal and innuendos. She would drop something intentionally in front of him and bend over to show her cleavage and see her amazing breasts just hang there for a time. There is this one time, when the butler was away on a mission, that I asked mom to cook me something. She would bend overlooking for something in the fridge but gave me a full view of her sexy upside down heart-shaped ass. It was literally so close to him. He imagines his hard cock in-between those buns. Tried very hard to push past these feelings, but spent many days behind his closed bedroom door; masturbating it away.

Graduation came and went; no surprise there. So looking forward to going to college and majoring in business. His goal was to get a degree in business, go through the turning process and working at The Firm. He worked hard in school but also worked hard on himself. Started working out and getting bigger. Some girls on campus noticed, but still felt like a loner there. As for life at home, it was increasing difficult to be around his mother. She would wink, stare and grunt when he was walking from place to place. Remember that scenario back in high school about my mother? Well, in fact, it happened pretty close to it.

She saw I was stressed and agitated. With concern, she asked, "Sam, are you okay? You look stressed. What's going on?" She was in one of her new Teddy lingerie, and it had scalloped edges in such a way but this one barely supported her massive breasts and showed a lot more from the back (T-back, showing off her glorious white heart-shaped ass).

It was tough to look at and struggled to be within her presence. He explained to her, "Finals are coming up. Plus, I have a group project to work on and a report that is due soon." Sam says to her. She tried her best to calm him down by reaching up and pulling him down for a peck on the lips and giving a very seductive hug to.

Tried very hard to keep his distance, to not let her know how very hard his cock for her was. However, with her strength, she pulled him closer cause he could feel her nails dig into his back as they trailed downward to his waist. The feeling alone was exquisite, and he was close to popping. Feeling her nails dig in and claw their way down his back sent a sensation down his spine to his groin. Grinding his teeth to stay put and not move. She pushes herself away from his chest a bit and looks up. She says, "Remember, I am here for your needs. Anytime." And with that, she turned around and walked to her bedroom.

Sam stood his ground for a bit, watching her ass jiggle and taunting him to follow. Something in him just clicked and was tired of these sexual confrontations. Gave in to his sexual frustrations and followed her to her bedroom. He didn't run, but lingered a bit behind her. Sam recounts his steps. 'As I entered her bedroom, she turned around with a smile on her face, but I had none of that. I grabbed her shoulders and turned her around, then pushed her against the wall. Her outstretched hands slow down her descent.' Sam was right behind her; pressing himself against her. His intentions shocked her, but she smiled internally; perhaps someone in this family has dominant traits. She tries to say something but is cut off.