Family Business Ch. 04

A few days later at breakfast Dan made an announcement. "We will be hosting a client on Saturday evening." He said over his phone. "I expect both of you to be on your best behaviour, understood?"

Mom nodded, almost eagerly it looked like. Ever since our argument she had been trying harder than ever to please Dan. Her outfits got more and more revealing and I don't think she took her heels off to have a shower. I nodded as well, I could just guess what he meant by 'best behaviour' and booked a spa appointment for that afternoon. I had given up fighting Dan face to face, I needed to outsmart him and until then I needed to get him to lower his guard. I doubted he believed me for a second, but even imagined progress felt like a win by now.

Saturday evening came and mom and I were ready. We were done up one step beyond classy in our dresses and heels. Mom was wearing a cream blouse and black pencil skirt with nude stockings and black platform heels, a chunky necklace and earrings, looking every inch the trophy wife she wanted to be. I was in a blue and gold satin dress with my hair up in a bun and matching heels of my own. My legs and vag were baby bottom smooth and my nails were lacquered scarlet to match my dress.

Dan opened the door, greeting the middle-aged man who came in with a smile and a handshake. "Brad, glad you could make it. Let me introduce Barbara and her daughter Ashley."

Brad smiled a polite greeting as he took our hands, but his eyes slid up and down our bodies like he was appraising the searing of a steak and finding it pleasing. Mom smiled her dazzling smile while I was able to force a polite hello. He ignored the tension, if he even noticed it as he was staring at my tits.

"Dan, this is Claire, my, um, assistant." He said as a blonde middle aged woman entered the door. If mom and I were dressed like trophy wives, she was definitely little more than a high class prostitute. Her long wavy blonde hair hung down to the middle of her back and her blouse and skirt were tailored despite appearing two sizes too small. How those buttons held her tits back was beyond me and her make up was just a smidge beyond garish as she flashed her plastic smile.

Dinner was a forced interlude. Dan and Brad discussed business, ignoring us except for the occasional leer. Claire made polite conversation and I fought the urge to ask what she charged an hour. Mom flirted outrageously with Brad as she served us and I saw his hand slide up the back of her skirt on more than one occasion. All in all, we were doing exactly what Dan had asked for. I even laughed at Brad's sexist jokes, pushing my tits out as I did to exaggerate the jiggle. Finally, when dinner was over we all moved to the rec room.

Dan and Brad sat on either ends of the overstuffed couch, leaning back and pushing their crotches forward. At a snap of his fingers, mom walked over to Brad and leaned down to kiss him. Her lips parted and her tongue slid out as he reached up to grope her tits through the silk blouse.

"You know, we could have skipped dinner if I had known that this was dessert." He chuckled and mom giggled in response.

"Oh, I don't know. I could still eat." Mom said in a sultry voice as she slid to her knees, her hands reaching for Brad's belt. Brad chuckled and lifted his ass as mom slid his pants down and settled herself into position, her hands already stroking his cock.

"Ashley, here. Claire, make your boss happy." Dan said with a snap of his fingers and we moved to respond. Claire moved over and knelt down beside mom with a grace that I won't deny made me jealous. I moved over to Dan, not as sensual as mom or Claire but I understood what was expected of me. My dress rustled as I knelt between his legs and fished his monstrous cock out from his pants.

Brad whistled in appreciation the tapped Claire on the head. "Babe, he needs two of you over there."

Claire stood, her hand running slowly down mom's back and over her firm round ass before gliding over to us with that effortless sensual strut of hers. She gently nudged me aside as she knelt beside me, a smile playing over her lips as she saw me struggle with Dan's cock.

"Quite the package for such a little girl to handle on her own." She murmured in a husky voice as her hand reached out to stroke the shaft while I was licking and kissing the tip. "Here, let me give you some pointers."

I leaned back, glad to tag out and she wiggled into place. "With a monster like this, you need to use your lips and tongue instead of your mouth. Unless you can handle it that is." She said as she leaned forward to kiss the head. "Nibble, kiss and lick. Up and down while you stroke the shaft with your hands." She murmured as she demonstrated her technique.

I had to say I was impressed. She was on her knees between Dan's legs but somehow looked like she was in complete control of the situation. Her golden hair flowed down her back and hid her face as she slid up and down along Dan's monstrous cock, her hand twisting gently to stimulate every inch of his organ.

"Mmmmmm" he groaned softly as he spread his legs more and pushed his hips forward. I looked up at him and saw that his eyes were closed, a small smile on his lips. Damn, Dan had surrendered to Claire and was just along for the ride. I glanced over at the woman beside me and we made eye contact. Her bright blue eyes twinkled with mischief as her tongue and lips danced over the cock in her hands.

"Don't forget his balls, gently but firmly like you are stroking a cat." She said around mouthfuls of cock and with her other hand reached out to take mine and guide them to the ball sack between us. I took his balls in my hands and like she said, gently fondled them. Dan groaned in response, his fingers digging in to the padded arm rest of the sofa.

"That's right, gently but firmly. You don't want to hurt them unless it is what they want. A man like this you need to subdue with pleasure or he will make you pay for it."

I nodded and watched in amazement as Claire took the head of Dan's cock in her mouth and slid half way down the shaft. I was sure I could see her throat budging as she deep throated that massive member but she just held it there and then slowly slid back. Dan's glistening cock emerged from her mouth like a sword sliding out of its sheath, then she did it again. I was stunned at her technique and just sat there in amazement as she sucked and licked Dan into helplessness.

"Fuck you are good at that." He moaned, or was it Brad, I wasn't sure. Both men were lost as the women kneeling in front of them sucked them off like high paid prostitutes. I just sat there, awkwardly playing with Dan's scrotum like a kid at the adult table. Finally, Dan pushed Claire off of him and she leaned back her hands on her knees looking up expectantly. Shit, her lipstick wasn't even smeared as she adjusted her blouse to give him a good look down at her tits.

Dan stood and picked something up off of the end table. "Time for a little hide and seek ladies." I saw that he held three lengths of thick black silk ribbon, blindfolds. "Strip, then the game begins."

We stood and started taking off our clothes. Mom and Claire were almost choreographed strippers as they unbuttoned their blouses and slid their skirts down their long legs like they were on a stage. I turned to let Claire unzip my dress and she slowly slid it off of my shoulders. Her hands traced a line of cool fire along my body as she gently pushed the satin material over my hips and down my legs. I stepped out of the dress and glanced down to see her looking up at me with an impish smile.

Dan guided mom over to where we stood then tied the silk band over her eyes. Then he blindfolded Claire and finally me. I gave a small shudder as he tied the knot tight behind my head and the world went dark. I felt firm hands grab my shoulders and lower me to the ground. I knelt, then laid back on the soft thick carpet. "You two put on a show for us, since you seem so in to each other." I heard Dan say. "Brad, let's spit roast this bitch."

"Sounds like a plan. I always love doing business with you dude." Brad replied and I heard clothes fall to the floor. I flinched as I felt a soft hand stroke the inside of my thigh, it must be Claire because Dan would never be so gentle and I gave a moan of anticipation. Her lips pressed softly on my smooth bare pussy and I felt her tongue slide up to my belly button then back down between my legs.

I squirmed under her expert touch, whimpering and mewling like a newborn kitten at the unfamiliar attention. I brought my feet up close to my ass and reached down to grab the heels of my shoes, anything to anchor myself as this woman's talented tongue and fingers went to work on my pussy. I felt her teeth gently nibble at my clit and squirmed despite myself.

"Aaaaaahhhhhh" I moaned and I was sure I felt her smile between my legs. Her tongue slid down to part my labia as she moved her head up and down with slow deliberation giving me a long, slow lick.

"Oh god, oh my god, please, please just like that." I whimpered as this stranger expertly played my body like her favorite instrument. Her tongue probed inside my pussy while I felt her thumb caress my engorged clit. I squeezed my legs together, then relaxed them as she froze until she continued again. She was controlling me without saying a word and I turned myself over to her completely.

There was no confusion over the sounds in the room this time. The soft licking and moaning coming from Claire and I were a compliment to the grunting and muffled moans coming from mom and the two men. I could hear Dan and Brad distinctly and the floor squeaked with their thrusts as they stuffed her face and pussy. An unbidden image from my first night home of mom being fucked by Dan and Zack popped into my head and I squeezed my eyes shut tight under my blindfold. I focused on the feelings of the woman between my legs, trying to force the memory from my mind.

I felt Claire pull back and whimpered pathetically in disappointment but then I felt her crawl up beside me. The gentle rustle of her stockings as the soft nylon slid along my body gave me a clue to her location and I turned my head, my mouth opening for a kiss. Instead, I felt her straddle me and smelled the musky aroma of her pussy over my face. A gasp of pleasure escaped me as her mouth returned to my aching vagina and without hesitation, I reached up to grab her smooth firm ass and lift my own lips to her cunt. She moaned into my snatch as my tongue slid up between her own labia just as she had done to me earlier and I was rewarded to feel her shudder in pleasure.

Her stocking clad legs pressed firmly against my shoulders as I licked and nibbled at the smooth pussy above me. Hearing her react to my probing tongue was the most gratifying thing I had felt in a long time. I wasn't being raped or forced, I wanted to do this. I wanted to show this magnificent woman that I could make her feel just as good as she was doing for me. I was secretly ashamed at how I had judged her earlier, she was no cheap whore but a woman who was totally comfortable with herself and used that confidence to get whatever she wanted.

My tongue and teeth worked on the pussy in my face and soon her juices had slicked my chin. I dug my fingers into her ass cheeks so I could pull myself higher, shoving my tongue deeper into her love canal. She responded in kind, her hands working their way under my ass and locking herself into position as she lapped at my sodden cunt.

The muffled moans and groans beside us disappeared as I lost myself in this sensual, almost loving interaction. I moaned into her snatch as I felt one of her fingers invade mine. I felt her nod, her nose nudging my pussy lips as her lips locked onto my clit and she sucked. God it felt good and I worked harder and harder to bring her off as I fought to hold back my own orgasm.

She started to moan louder and her legs began to shake beside my head and I nodded my own acknowledgement. "Mmmhmmmm, mmmhmmm" I murmured as I licked and nibbled, shaking my head back and forth to massage her labia with the tip of my nose.

She responded in kind, her finger probing my pussy while her tongue swirled around the clit that she held gently in her teeth. I couldn't help myself and my orgasm flowed out of me like a dam finally breaking. I tensed, my arms pulling me tighter against the body above me as the waves of pleasure flowed over me.

"Mmmmmmmmnnnnnn" I moaned, my face pressed tight against Claire's cunt. That did it and I felt her orgasm with me. Her body trembled and she moaned into my vagina sending fresh waves of sensation through me at the sound. We came on each other, our bodies entwined in sensual passion as the rest of the world disappeared. Finally, I collapsed, laying back between her ankles my hands sliding down her stocking clad legs to fall to the floor. She moved to climb off of me and I heard her roll off to the side, gasping herself.

We lay there for a moment, the sounds of Dan and Brad finally returning. I heard Dan grunt as he came and Brad let out a whistle like a kettle coming to boil. Mom gagged as she was filled at both ends with hot sticky cum but I didn't care. This was what she wanted I guess, it was her choice. As I lay there I felt Claire's hand reach out to touch me.

I heard her shift on the carpet as she moved around and soon I smelled my own musky juices as her face came close to mine. Her hand slid up my body, between my heaving breasts to find and stroke my chin. I reached out, my fingers sliding up her arms until I could wrap my arms around her neck and pull her down. Her lips kissed my nose and we giggled like schoolgirls for a moment, then I felt her kiss me. It was soft and tender, the affirmation of affection not hard passion. I kissed back and opened my mouth to accept her probing tongue. We lay there, two women enjoying a moment free of the brutal attentions of the men who owned us for the night, and I sighed contentedly into the mouth pressed against mine.

Too soon, I felt her being pulled away from me and my hands slipped from her neck. "Up and at em ladies. Show's over." Dan's laughing voice forced its way into my ears and I groaned as reality returned. I pushed myself up and felt hands under my arms, lifting me to my feet. The sound of shoes shuffling on carpet told me that mom was nearby and finally the blindfold was removed. I blinked in the sudden light and my eyes adjusted to see Claire pulling her blouse on and buttoning it over her impressive chest. Mom stood beside her, bending down to pick up her own blouse and skirt, as she wiped her chin.

Dan and Brad were ignoring us. Dan was pouring them a drink while Brad picked a cigar from his humidor. Our jobs done, they left us to clean up while they moved out to the patio and the warm summer night. I hugged myself, one final wave of pleasure making me shudder in the cool room as I glanced over at Claire. She was sliding her skirt up her smooth legs and wiggling her ass to get the material over it.

My feeling of bliss disappeared as a knot of ice formed in my stomach. Claire wasn't wearing stockings, mom was!