The holidays were a blur; I split time between my mother and father. He was leaving for South America just after the New Year on a business trip; it had something to do with oil exploration. I saw Carrie a few times over the holidays, though she was out of town a lot visiting relatives in other states. I did get an offer from the university that I wanted to attend, so things weren't so bad. Well, not until the second week of the New Year. And then we got the news. My father was on one of those rigs out just off the coast and there was a fire and an explosion, he was killed instantly.
So there I was, I had the world by the short hairs and then this happened. What the hell was I to do now? His body was returned to the states and there was a burial a few days later. My mother even attended, though I had a hard time telling if she was upset, sad or indifferent to the whole ordeal. She didn't say much and she didn't shed a tear, she just stood there impassively and took in the whole event. The next Monday was the reading of the will at his company office.
There must have been a dozen attorneys in attendance and there I was at the head of the table, in his chair. My mother sat unemotionally by my side, her chin held regally high. She never showed any emotion during the reading of the will, even when they pronounced that the company, the house and all my father assets were to go to me and me alone. I was stunned, millions, maybe even billions were now mine.
Mr. Franklin, the COO of the company, approached me after the reading.
"Max, I want you to know that when you are ready this company will be waiting for you," he stated as he put a hand on my shoulder.
"I don't know anything about running an oil company, heck, I'm just a kid that plays football," I answered back.
He laughed, "Your father didn't know anything about the oil business either when he first started, I think it's in your families blood. Your grandfather sponsored a program at the university that you're attending; it's a degree in the oil production business. Gear your studies towards that and you'll be up to speed in no time. And while you're gone we'll keep things operating like business as usual. Sound like a plan, son?"
"Sounds like a great plan to me, Mr. Franklin, and thank you," I said shaking his hand.
Strangely enough, that was the easy part, dealing with my mother would be the task of a lifetime however. She knew even before she stepped foot in the luxurious office complex what her fate would be. As she had stated previously, she wasn't a blood Kaiser, that duty fell to me. I had a few options, either I send her off with a crap load of money so she could start a new life or I let her stay in the house and things would go as they always had, maybe. I just didn't know where her mind was at and that worried me.
When I got home I went to my room and took off my suit and changed into my workout gear. I figured a few minutes in our home gym would do me wonders. Hitting the weights always cleared my head. I found Ed and gave him my suit to be dry cleaned. He expressed his condolences and quickly disappeared. A few minutes later I was smashing the weights off my chest and feeling a bit better about life. Carrie sent me a few texts, she was in upper Michigan visiting her grandparents, and wanted to check up on me, that helped my mood. She sent me a few well posed boob pics, what a cool girl, and no, you can't see them. As I started on the second set of bench presses the door to the gym opened and in walked Debbie and her mother, Barbara.
"Max," Barbara said. "We just wanted you to know that if you need anything we're here for you."
I smiled, "Thanks, I just need to think on a few things before I make any major decisions," I told them. "Oh, and I would avoid my mother for the time being, I haven't got a good handle on how she's feeling about all this yet."
"Well I'm sure she's not happy. She just lost her sole income and now you are in charge of the family fortune, I would guess that she's a bit worried right now," Barbara suggested.
I thought about it for a few seconds, "I'm not going to abandon her, I just want things to stay the way they are, we were actually heading in a good direction before all this happened."
"You should tell her that, Max," Debbie suggested. "Tell her that you will see to all her needs." She said '
all
' a bit oddly I thought.
Barbara laughed, "That may not be the best way to put it, Max," she was obviously thinking about the last time the three of us were together.
"I know, I have to walk a razors edge when I talk with her. This whole thing is so frustrating," I stated.
Debbie stepped forward and pressed against my sweating body, "There is one way I know to deal with frustration," she said with a sly grin.
Her mother came forward and pressed against my arm, "I think Debbie is on to something, Max."
Debbie had already been stroking my cock through my shorts when her mother leaned forward and stuck her tongue in my mouth. My shorts went down a second later and Debbie dropped and engulfed my now blood filled organ. Barbara, her mother, stripped off her top to reveal her pert globes and hardened nipples, which I judiciously took between my lips.
I groaned as I looked down at Debbie, "You should help her out," I suggested to Barbara.
Barbara lowered herself down and ran her tongue over my shaft as Debbie licked the knob of my cock. It was an awesome sight watching mother and daughter slobber over my cock together, especially when their tongues intertwined. It had been a while since I had been laid and my cock was feeling the effect of their ministrations.
"Oh shit," I said out loud. "I think I'm going to cum."
Barbara pulled back as her daughter engulfed my shaft nearly all the way to my balls, "Don't hold back baby, let it go, this is for you," Barbara offered with an evil grin.
I moaned loudly, "I'm going to cum," I sort of mumbled. The next thing I knew I was shooting the first jet in Debbie's mouth, she pulled my cock free and aimed the second blast at her mother's face, which careened across her nose and cheek. The third and final eruptions blasted Debbie's chin and upper lip. I was spent. Barbara grabbed Debbie by the chin and began licking the cum off her daughters face, which nearly got me hard again.
They both stood up covered in cum, "You needed that," Barbara stated with a short laugh.
"Yes I did, though I doubt I can go back to my workout now," I chuckled as well.
As I went to retrieve my shorts I glanced at the square window of the door to the home gym and saw my mother peering in. She gave me a noncommittal glare and disappeared from sight.
Things were tense around the mansion after that, my mother would rarely speak to me and she seemed to avoid being alone in the same room with me. I really didn't care about the sex or the possibility of it, I was miffed by her constant avoidance of me. I really couldn't think of what to do next. And then an idea occurred to me, I remembered Kathy, her sister in Texas, so I reached out.
The phone rang twice and Kathy answered, "Hello," her cheery voice sounded on the end of the line.
"Kathy, it's Max," I informed her.
"Max?" she sounded puzzled.
"Yes, Max, your nephew," I replied.
