As many of you have pointed out, part 1 was a rehash/rewrite of a story I wrote in 2018. Always felt it needed something extra, judging by most comments, I found that extra something! Part 2 is original, hope you enjoy.
Going to the rear entrance of the Hotel, they crept upstairs, too tired to explain to their parents why they were so dirty. Going into his room, Alex powered up his computer, throwing his clothes in the wash basket, he showered the dirt and smell of the lake off his skin. Feeling refreshed, he opened the cameras, watching his sister as she came into the bedroom from her shower. Sadie dropped the large towel she had wrapped around her, looking at her nudity, before she slipped her nightdress on, Alex's cock started to fill. Continuing to watch, she got into bed, snuggled below the quilt and turned the light off. Deciding that he didn't need the camera's anymore Alex resolved to dismantle them as they had served their purpose. The clock in the corner of his screen showed 20.15, as his PC shut down, he fell into bed and was asleep in minutes.
It was only just light when Alex woke, his mind buzzing, thinking about twinkle's shabby looking hull. Knowing that Jed had a generator, sanders etc, he surfed the internet for paint. Settling for a green silk finish, with undercoat for the hull, white, for the cabin roof and possible stripe on the hull. Unsure if Jed had sanding disc's, he added 2 packs of 10, feeling pleased with himself he dressed and headed downstairs for Breakfast. It was still only 6.30, breakfast didn't officially start until 7. Grabbing a newspaper from reception, he settled at a table in the spacious dining room to read about the latest political scandal. Reading about politics and politicians interested him, he was starting to consider it as a career. His concentration was broken by a soft feminine voice,
"Sorry sir, breakfast doesn't normally start until 7, may I get you a drink while you wait?"
Irritated by the interruption, wondering why any off the staff would bother, he looked at the young, nervous looking waitress.
"Yes please, black coffee with sugar," he mumbled as he took in her long legs, slim waist and generous breasts.
Realising he hadn't really noticed her face, he decided to practice conversation.
"Could you ask Chef to make some French toast and poached eggs for me, my name is Alex, what is yours?"
"Ok sir, I will ask her, my name is Jill."
"I haven't seen you before, are you new?" Alex asked, as he admired her pretty face, green eyes and long curly Auburn hair.
"Yes sir, it is my 1st morning, anything else I can get you?"
Shaking his head, Alex went back to reading an article about an opposition member of parliament caught in a brothel. The more Alex read the article he couldn't comprehend, why a man who had a beautiful wife, 2 daughters and a lovely home, would visit a brothel. Reading further, it seemed his wife had thrown him out and his party leader was considering his position. Deciding to ask Jed to explain the man's actions to him, Jill arrived with his coffee.
Her smile was electric, displaying her perfect white teeth as her green eye's sparkled.
"Your mum say's you will have to wait, as the hotel is full, oh and she wants to see you after breakfast."
Transfixed by her beauty, Alex managed a thankyou as Jill rushed off to serve other people in the rapidly filling dining room. Leaving his table to a family of 4, he took his coffee and newspaper to the lounge. Reading the same article in several newspapers he started to notice subtle differences, according to their political views. The differences were staggering, some wanted the politician's blood or at least immediate resignation, others offering different stories and making excuses for him. Becoming aware of being watched, he looked up from his paper, he saw Barbara standing in the doorway.
"I have to clean in here, can you go somewhere else please."
Alex understood why she was cold and abrupt in tone, but, was surprised she was still angry with him. Deciding to try and talk to her as his sister had taught him, he smiled broadly.
"Good morning Barbara, you look nice today, looks like it's going to be another beautiful day. I am sorry about the other day. I have to see Mum after breakfast, should be done by 10.30, if you would like to walk into town or something?"
Alex could see that his tactic had worked, Barbara was obviously surprised by his friendly chatter, nodding in agreement she started to hoover and dust the room. Going back to the dining room, jill nodded at him and went to the Kitchen, grabbing a coffee Alex settled at a table and thought about the rest of the day, grinning to himself as he thought about Barbara. Finishing his breakfast as most of the staff went for their breaks he wandered into the kitchen, to see his mother. The kitchen was deserted, wandering through to the laundry, he bumped into Agnes, one of the older waitresses, as she left for the day.
"Your Mum's in the back," she called cheerily as she hurried away."
Helen, was busily folding sheets as she chattered on her mobile, realising that she was talking to Dad, he crept behind her. Pushing her head forward, he pulled her hips back and lifted her dress. Ignoring her waved protests, Alex dropped to his knees, pulling her panties to the side, exposing her pussy and arse to his hungry eyes. Tugging her panties down, she kicked them off her feet, spreading her legs she pushed her arse back, as she chatted to Alex's dad. Pulling her butt cheeks apart, Alex watched as her sex lips parted and a pearl of juice seeped from her pussy. Pushing his tongue deep into the tangle of soft pink flesh, he luxuriated in the taste of his Mother. Ramming 2 fingers deep inside her as he ran his thumb around her puckered arsehole, Helen groaned as she hung up and dropped the phone. Forcing herself back onto Alex's fingers causing his thumb to slide in her arse up to its knuckle, reaching around he flicked and stroked her clit with his right hand as he rammed his fingers and thumb into her holes. As her legs started to tremble, she howled softly as she came. Her pussy clamping down on his fingers as her juice ran over Alex's hand and pooled on the floor. Enjoying himself immensely, he pushed her forward onto a pile of laundry, wiped his hands on her dress and left. Chuckling to himself, as his mother hissed "Bastard," a pillow hit the wall next to his head. Adjusting his ramrod hard cock, he didn't look back, as he went to meet Barbara.