“I understand my wife decided to have some fun with you.” he said with an unreadable poker face and a level voice. I had absolutely no idea if he was angry, happy, or even casual about it. But he kept looking at me, obviously expecting me to answer.
“Yes, Sir.” I replied hesitantly but politely, and he nodded.
“I trust her judgment. You understand, however, for a man in my position, there is an obvious need to protect myself and my reputation.” I just looked at him, not eager to find out how far he was willing to go to protect his reputation. “And while I trust my wife’s judgment, you are certainly still young, Timothy. Do you understand what it would mean if anything of this came out to the public?”
“Yes, Sir, I do. I can promise you, I have nothing to gain from telling people about this. Quite the opposite, if I’m being honest here.”
“How so?” he asked with raised eyebrows.
“Well,...” I sighed, resigning myself to having to tell him about my background. “Did your wife happen to mention that I live alone? Despite being so young?”
“Yes, she told me exactly what happened and what was talked about. You have ... familial troubles.” he said vaguely, waving his hand around at the last part to signal how it wasn’t of any importance to him, and he wanted me to continue in my story.
“I’ve been working for Mr. Carter for years, Sir. I have signed more than enough NDA’s over those years to know, if I talk about anything private I happen to overhear or see regarding our clients, I will lose my job. If I lose this job for being a blabbermouth, I won’t be hired by anyone paying even close to what I make now, and I can’t survive on my own with what I would earn delivering pizzas. It’s in my best interest to keep my mouth shut.”
Just like Nora had done the day before while lying in my bed, he studied me for a moment. And what I said was true. Yes, I had roughly a cubic feet of hundred dollar bills lying around, but I could barely use it. That 50’’ smart-TV I bought cost me less than my monthly rent, and when I paid for it in cash, there were quite a few suspicious looks already. Which was the main reason why I drove to six different stores to get all the parts for my entertainment system, and then decided to better pay legitimately for my purchases from Ikea and Home Depot. There was no way I could use that cash to repeatedly pay my rent, or make my insurance payments, or pay my utility bills. So, as long as I was still looking for a way to legitimize that money, I needed that regular income on my bank account to pay for a lot of essential stuff.
“Well, looks like I don’t need to point that part out to you. Do you have any experience with that specific sexual practice?” he finally asked.
For a second my thoughts wandered to Ava and her submissive needs, but I could hardly tell him about that. She was my sister! How would I explain that I knew about what got her off?
“No.”
I don’t know if he saw in my eyes how I remembered the sex I had with Ava, or if it was the slight hesitation before answering him, or if he was just that good at reading people. But I noticed a faint smile on his lips before he nodded again. Only later did I realize he appreciated me demonstrating that I could in fact keep my mouth shut like I had claimed.
“Now, don’t think I’m looking down on you, or that I’m accusing you of anything, but I want it to be perfectly clear upfront; if you will be with my wife, there will be no financial benefits. She won’t buy you pretty things, she won’t pay you extra, and neither of you can tell me to give you anything of monetary value. So, if you got into this while hoping to extort me, forget about it right now.”
I blinked at him for a moment, taken aback by his statement. If I had to be honest with myself, I wasn’t sure if I would really never tell him to buy me stuff, should the opportunity present itself. His house and its interior certainly looked like he wouldn’t even notice if he bought me a new car or something. Sue me, I was seventeen and already tired of having to work for everything! But I can honestly say that I never even had the thought of making him do anything at all for me before he brought it up, so I simply nodded.
After our talk, he dismissed me to find his daughter in the kitchen, where she was having a conversation with her mother. Each of the two held a cup of coffee and abruptly stopped their exchange the moment I entered.
“Timothy! Good morning!” Nora greeted me, followed by an acknowledging grunt from Mia.
“Good Morning to you, too!” I replied, but seeing the expressions on their faces that looked like I had just caught them doing something embarrassing, and remembering all the instances when conversations stopped at home when I entered a room, made me feel quite unwelcome. “I’ll wait by the car, Mia.”
I was reaching for the doorknob when Nora caught up to me and pulled me into another wet and sinful kiss, taking me by surprise.
“Good Morning, Lover!” she finally whispered with a sultry smirk. “You think we could do the shopping today that we couldn’t quite get around to do yesterday?”
“Sure, Nora. Though, it’s Thursday. Mia should have her Cheer practice today, right? We probably won’t be back before five-ish.”
“Yes, that’s right. Mia will accompany us.” she said, in a normal volume this time.
I stared at her with a blank expression for a few seconds, then a boyish smile crept on my face as I couldn’t suppress a stupid thought. She immediately knew what that was about, and slapped me on the shoulder with a laugh.
“Oh no, Lover! This time, ‘going shopping’ is not just an excuse to drive to your apartment.” she laughed, but then got closer and her voice took on a different, more suggestive, tone as she brazenly stroked my groin. “And certainly not with my baby girl in tow. I don’t think she’s ready for that. Yet.”
She snickered upon my reaction to her words and actions. Just like Tess on our first date, I could plainly see how much she enjoyed having that kind of effect on me.
“I’d never even think about something like that!” I protested weakly, but she didn’t buy it.
“By the way, Tomothy, I had a talk with her yesterday evening. And just now in the kitchen, actually.” She finally took her hand off my groin. “I hope she stops giving you such a hard time. Have a great day, Lover.”
With that said, she gave me one last peck on the lips, turned, and walked back towards the kitchen. As I watched her walk away, I noticed Mr. Miller was standing in the hallway, watching our exchange. I decided to better sit in the car and wait for Mia, not eager to interact with him in front of her.
Even after we had passed the halfway mark to school, it was still uncomfortable for me to sit, and there was no way Mia didn’t notice me squirming in that obvious manner guys do in those situations. While she didn’t comment on it at first, the way she looked at me was clearly curious. My thoughts just kept circling from wondering what exactly Nora and Mia could have talked about that would change Mia’s behavior so drastically, to how Mia told her mother about my heroics in that parking lot, and finally to what happened with Nora in my bed after that. Whenever I reached that last part, my dick refueled.
“Why are you squirming so much!?” Mia suddenly laughed, ripping me out of my thoughts. “Please tell me you tried a new laundry detergent and have a reaction to it!”
“I’m glad I could give you a laugh so early in the morning...” I quietly commented, but was secretly grateful for her taking it with humor. At least that was what I thought she did, since she included a joke in it.
“Seriously, what happened?”
“Just ... some memories I can’t shake. That’s all.”
I wasn’t going to tell her that her mother had just stroked me to full hardness, and then left me standing in the hallway. Literally and figuratively.