Miles' rolled his eyes.
"Dad, you don't have to take me shopping! I'm not a kid!"
"Nonsense, son." His father shook his head, sternly. "You have to dress seriously if you're going to be taken seriously."
"Dad, c'mon! I'm already a millionaire! I don't-"
"You've not earned a cent of that money! I wish Max would listen to me and take it back. At least until you learn the value of a dollar!" His face reddened. Touched a raw nerve, Miles.
"I KNOW the value of a dollar, and I've been investing just like you said! I don't need a suit to buy stocks over the phone." Why wouldn't he just listen?
"If you're buying over the phone, do you even know what you're buying?" Miles was prepared for this. He'd deliberately went to a reputable firm, and he had been learning about this stuff.
"Goldman Sachs are not going to con me, and I've made sure the EPS is good, and they're on an upward trend. Flo's been giving me the heads up."
"Well, you might have to go to a shareholder's meeting one day. What then?" Cooling off at last, he shrugged. "Besides, Flo wanted to take you, she said that you were going to get something special." He looked distant for a second. More distant, he was overseas, as usual. He had set up the video conferencing suite in his home to meet his business needs, but it was good for keeping in touch too. "Where is she, anyway?"
"Getting ready for you coming home. She's really hammering away. She wanted to give you something as soon as you arrived, apparently." He gave his Dad a rare smile. "I think she's already got it. She told me what it's called, but its a real mouthful. I better not tell you, though. She would be mad if I did. She's having trouble fitting it all in, to be honest. She's really stretched. She wants to get a facial, and some kind of cream treatment. I shouldn't be telling you all this, I feel like some kind of 'deep-throat'!"
"OK, son." He laughed. "Send her my love. I better go, I've got a plane to catch."
"Sure, Dad. See you in a few hours."
"Bye."
His dad logged off and Miles said,
"Dad sends his love." She did have a mouthful. Miles' big cock was sticking halfway down her throat. She made a muffled sound while Miles sat back and enjoyed.
She had been practicing, but it was still a stretch to fit him in. Now, though, she knew some little tricks that really got Miles going! Sucking him into a mouthful of ice water, for example, sent shivers through him.
This was one of their favorite times, while Miles' Dad, Flo's husband, was on the video screen. It just felt so wicked, perched under the desk, orally pleasuring one another, while Terry wittered away, completely oblivious to any indiscretion. Just imagine how it good it would be while he was at home! Stupid asshole.
Flo was in the process of trying one of her favorite tricks. She had taken Miles' huge cock out of her mouth completely and started to lick his big, round nuts. She stopped and opened her painted lips as wide as she could. Carefully, she dipped her head over her step-son's glistening mushroom tip, making certain not to touch it. With the whole of that shiny red apple past her lips, she closed her hot mouth over it and slid her warm tongue underneath.
The sudden warm sensation drove Miles wild! Fluidly, she started swallowing his cock into her throat. Miles gasped loudly, his balls ready to bust.
"Fuck, Flo. I think it's time for your facial!" The computer chair nearly hit the wall, Miles stood so quickly. Flo's nose was rammed into his pubic hair, his cock pile-driven into her throat. A cacophony of slurps and moans accompanied Flo's gradual removal of the thick, fleshy pole in her throat. It was hard to believe that one woman could make all of that noise with only one cock. Finally, when her tongue slithered across his glans, it sent him over the edge.
He felt his nutsack draw in, his groaning gonads squeezed up with each powerful pump, but it was only after the first three heavy pumps that the first jet rocketed from that hosepipe he called his cock.
He stepped back just as the hose began to spray, firing volley after volley of virile white goo. He filled her hungry mouth with one spurt, covering her face with the second and third. Her har was matted, her eyes glued shut. Still, he kept on cumming Sticky, thick ropes of hot custard clung to her chin, hanging down to her uncovered E-cups. It must have been over a minute later when she finally sucked the last few drops from the tip and licked her lips.
"We're gonna have to do that again before he arrives, you know," she informed him. "Oh, and you WILL be coming shopping with us. Don't try to wriggle out of it."
"Sure thing, Mom." Miles' voice was dripping with sarcasm, but he knew she wasn't going to back down.
Whatever. He'd get some new clothes out of it, if nothing else. He put his cock in his pants and went to watch the game.
Flo knelt there, scooping Miles' delicious cum into her slutty mouth. She couldn't believe how far she'd fallen for her husband's son. He was her master, she his slave.
He never abused her, but sometimes he'd just take his cock out of his pants and she would start sucking. No words, just sex. Yesterday, he'd just flipped her skirt up and started driving his magnificent cock into her while she was making a sandwich. His cock was a whole lot better than a sandwich!
Terry, her fool husband, just loved that they had bonded.
"It's a miracle," he'd say, "none of my other wives could stand him!"
"If they had given him a chance to hang out with them," she had said once, "I just KNOW that they would have opened up to him!"
She had plans for when he was here. Miles was going to have the time of his life!
His thick yogurt still clung to her face and tits, even although she had been scooping it into her mouth since he'd left. licking her fingers once again, she got up and went to her bedroom, where her husband's homecoming gift lay. Noise cancelling headphones. Wireless connectivity to any device with a jack, too, through the dongle. He'd be able to watch TV, use his PC, place conference calls, and so on. He'd love them!
Best of all, though, he wouldn't be able to hear Miles fucking her brains out! Even in the same room! Just the thought of it made her pussy tingle. Unbidden, her fingers began to snake their way down to her treasure. Panties pushed to one side, she began to touch herself.
Deft fingers brushed against her sensitive clit, softly entering her well lubricated cunt. She moaned with pleasure.
She imagined herself bent over the sofa, Miles' massive meat plowing into her while her heedless husband sat in front of her watching the nature channel. He watched lions fucking their pride's lionesses while his son pumped potent protein into his father's bride. She was so horny, her fingers reached her g-spot as she frantically frigged her heavenly hole. It was mere moments before she came quietly into her hand.
Seconds later, mind and body returning from the paradise of pleasure, her blue eyes fluttered open, and there before her stood Miles. He had been watching! His naked body, lean, wiry, strong, was a sight she longed for. His steel rod of hardened cock flesh pointed straight at her. He tore her panties off, leaving the tatters on the pillow his father would use tonight.
"Ready?" He said, mockingly. He didn't wait for an answer. With a mighty thrust, he assualted her forbidden place, his tower of meat slipping easily into his step-mom's dripping pussy.
