Thanks for reading. All characters are 18 or over, and this work is purely fictional. It involves brother/step-sister incest. If that is not your thing, feel free to click away! I wrote this story for myself, but hope you enjoy.
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It was about this time that Johnathan Roberts re-entered the room. The call had been a necessary business one, but in all honesty, it was short, and so with a smile Johnathan had given Sandy time to enjoy herself. And by the looks of it, she had. Ashley-Brooke was just a mess on the bed, whimpering and sulking. Had she not bullied him for almost two decades, he would be a bit more forgiving, but right now, the little head was doing the thinking, and his dick wanted another round.
Ashley-Brooke had been untied and was laying there passively. Sandy was beside her and they were spooned together, Sandy running her fingers through Ashley-Brooke's dark hair. "Well you got your turn I see." he said with a sly grin, and had a seat. He quietly touched the switch and yes, it was on. Apparently there would be good footage, should it be needed.
"Well Ashley-Brooke, I think you are starting to learn." Johnathan said.
Ashley-Brooke sat up, hanging her head. "Yes. Yes I have. May I PLEASE get dressed and go now?"
As Sandy stood he told her "Since we only have you for one night, Sandy & I need to make sure you have learned your lesson fully, and we don't think you're there yet."
"BUT!!!..." Ashley-Brooke exclaimed
"Sure, you go RIGHT ahead Ashley-Brooke Andrews, you get dressed," Sandy told her. "You stay until told you can go, otherwise Johnathan won't have to a damn thing. I'll take your dammed income claim and kill it, along with your ability to make future claims. I'll take your man's freedom...everything from you, & make your life pure misery. So you make up your mind Ashley-Brooke-damn-you-Andrews. What'll it be?"
You could cut the tension with a knife, but after a minute, Ashley-Brooke Andrews's face changed. She relented and said "OK...what do I have to do?"
Johnathan caught Sandy's slight hand motion to let her go with it. "Good girl." She said. "Now Ashley-Brooke, you are going to get off that very nice, naked ass of yours, and undress Johnathan, then me, just as someone in your position should." Holding up a finger Sandy added "OUR clothes are designer label, so you are to properly fold and place them on the two chairs, then we can get down to business." Staring at her relentlessly Sandy then added "You may start."
Ashley-Brooke was no longer sniffling and whimpering, she was simply resigned to her task. As she undressed Johnathan, she was, after removing his shirt, on her knees. Having removed his pants, Ashley-Brooke had just started to tug down him underwear when he had her stop and look up.
Just as with that first day at the courthouse, he held him phone up as high, and got a great pic of him, just showing him biting him lip as a naked Ashley-Brooke Andrews hoisted his fat boner out of his underwear. Her pleading eyes were enough to make any man hard. But the best part of the pic though, was that you could distinctly see another breast, thigh and leg protruding out of a very thin shirt, along with a hand. It was Sandy Berger's hand, gently stroking Ashley-Brooke's hair.