All characters are 18 years old or older.
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Dawn of a New Day:
I woke up Monday with my little girl's lips wrapped around my morning wood. I opened my eyes and she winked at me as she sucked me off. The pretense of argument was dropped after that day. She wanted to be with me and I surrendered to her desires and my own. Her mother had taught me that. There was no winning when they had their heart set on something.
I watched her head move up and down slowly. She wasn't in any hurry to finish this. Sindy, as she wanted to be called now, was an eager and gifted cocksucker. She used her mouth and her hand to pleasure me. I told her how good it felt and her cheeks flushed with pride. I began panting as I got closer and closer to coming. I warned her and she closed her eyes. Her fist moved faster now and I cried out as I lost control. My daughter dutifully swallowed every drop of cum.
"Damn kiddo," I whimpered. "You curled my toes."
"Goodie, I'll start your shower so you won't be late for work," she said as if she had taken over the wifely duties. "Your lunch is in the fridge..."
I laid out my clothes and then hit the shower. I washed up and did my morning routine. I could smell the coffee she had brewed for me. My god, she was playing the part of wife and partner! I dressed and headed down to find Sindy wearing an apron and a smile. She had poured me a cup of coffee and fixed it to perfection. There was also a breakfast sandwich for me before I headed out the door. Thank god she didn't kiss my cheek and tell me to have a great day.
I got to work and I was actually glad for some sense of normalcy. As I walked into my office my computer station woke up along with the lights and the climate control. I sat down and watched as someone walked in behind me and picked up my lunch. I watched curious as the pretty stranger apparently stole my lunch. As she left my office she said she was putting it in the fridge for me.
"Are you new," I asked and she nodded.
"My first day, I'm your new assistant. My name is Bruna, Bruna Santos." She said with a hint of an accent.
"Argentinian," I asked.
"I was raised in Brazil." She said smiling. "You have a good ear Mr. Robinson. If you need anything don't hesitate."
I watched her walk out of my office and bit back a moan. Damn, that is the finest ass I had ever laid eyes on. I blinked a few times and opened up the current project I was working on. As it opened I went out to refill my mug. I passed my boss's office and stuck my head in. He looked up and smiled.
"I see you found your assistant," he said.
"What is with that," I asked and he rolled his eyes.
"Don't you ever read your damn e-mails? Remember when I told you I was putting you in for a promotion? I can see by that blank expression that you don't remember. The CFO and the board agree we need a special projects manager, you. Congratulations Greg..."
"My first action is to go through my e-mails," I said. "Thanks Charlie, I don't know what to say?"
"Say you'll buy the first round at your party this Friday," he said smiling. "Now get back to work."
I went to the break room and found the curvy Brazilian filling my to-go mug. I watched as she fixed it just the way I liked it. She stirred it, turned around and handed it to me. I took a sip and she had done it perfectly. My expression must have expressed my confusion quite clearly. Bruna told me that she had asked the other girls how I liked my coffee. I returned to my office and she followed.
"I need to go through my e-mails and see what is expected of this special projects title," I said over my shoulder.
"Look on your desk, there is a summary of the last two months I think that will tell you all you need to know."
"Did Charlie do this," I asked as I picked up the print out.
"No, I did it last Friday," Bruna said taking a seat. "I wanted to make a good first impression. So I talked to your boss after he hired me about what needed to be done. He gave me access to your e-mails and I went to work. Two hundred some odd messages later you have that. I hope it helps. Is there anything else you need?"
"A perfect cup of coffee, all my e-mails read and condensed down to a manageable form, what else could I possible ask?" I said and she smiled, oh that wicked smile of hers. It must be the water still working on my hormones seeing things that weren't there. I went to my mini-fridge and reached in and panicked, one of the bottles of water was gone. I glanced out to Bruna's desk and there was a plastic bottle there.
"Oh, I hope you didn't mind. I grabbed a cold bottle of water." She purred.
"Not at all," I said. "Feel free to help yourself."
I had promised Sindy that I would keep drinking it so I could keep up with her and her friends. I never suspected there would be other benefits. Bruna got up and returned to her desk. I watched her go and she stopped suddenly and looked over her shoulder. She caught me staring at that bubble butt of hers. She smiled and winked before returning to her desk. This could get interesting but if I did sleep with her what would be the long term ramifications.
That thought was lost as I immersed in the new role of special projects for the company. I looked at what R&D was up to and whistled. I looked at costs, personnel and projected due dates. I saw why they needed someone to take over. Some projects were running under budget and coming online ahead of schedule while others were way over budget and may never reach fruition. I contacted six of the project heads to set up a meeting to go over budgets and the future of those projects.
I fired off an e-mail up the line to get a feel for what I had planned and see what the constraints of my newly created position were. I got a response and I was told that I didn't need to contact anyone unless I was going to end a project and then there would be an oversight meeting to look into the viability of targeted research. I set up a meeting for Wednesday and left it at that. As I was looking over the first overdue project I caught movement in the corner of my eye. I glanced over and saw my assistant bent over grabbing another bottle of water from the mini-fridge.
"This water is amazing," she said as I watched the bottom of her skirt rise just below her ass cheeks.
"Help yourself," I said swallowing hard.
She left and I could hear my heart pounding in my ears. I returned to work to avoid doing something extremely stupid. I buried my thoughts in work but the image of her bent over kept creeping in despite my best efforts. I spent the next few hours looking over the six projects that short of a miracle were going to have the plug pulled on them. It could destroy careers being the head of one of those projects. I didn't want that on my hands if I could help it.
I took copious notes and tried to have suggestions for the meeting I had set up for those department heads. I sat back, closed my eyes and tried to clear my thoughts. I jotted down some ideas and then returned to my own project. I wanted to prepare it for whoever took over for me. I hated loose ends. I wanted a clean handoff and it was the least I could do.
The next thing I knew I looked up and there was a cluster of female workers chatting loudly as they grabbed their purses to leave. I glanced at the time display in the lower corner of my machine and shook my head. I had worked all the way through lunch and it was time to go. I stood up and stretched. I saw Bruna and the others leave in a group and they all waved as they got into the elevator.
"Hey, I am going to be late," I said to Sindy when I called home. "I forgot to eat lunch."
"I have dinner in the crockpot come on home," Sindy replied in her motherly tone.
"Great, I'll be there in a bit," I said and hung up.
When the hell did Sindy learn to cook? She had never cooked for me before. The little shit was up to something. I logged off my machine and headed out. I met a work crew on the way to the elevator. The crew boss asked if I was Greg Robinson and I nodded. He smiled and told me where to find my new office tomorrow. I blinked knowing that floor nine was secure and required biometrics to enter. I would have to use either a palm print or retina scan to enter my new work area. I wonder if Bruna knew what was going on. Of course she did, she was ahead of the curve on those sorts of things.
I went downstairs and had to turn in my old work I.D. and received my new one. It would allow me further access to the building as well as deeper access to the company's network. I left the building in a great mood. I drove home with the stereo blaring and singing to every song. I pulled up and parked in the garage. I got out and noticed a yellow sticky attached to the door. I walked over and it was a note from Sindy.
'Welcome home daddy, I have a surprise for you inside.'
I went inside and in the middle of the kitchen floor was a clothes hamper. There was another yellow sticky. It told me to undress and place my dirty clothes in the hamper. I hung up my jacket in the hall closet and stripped down. On the screen of the living room T.V. was a third note.
'There is a shower waiting for you and someone to wash your back.'
I walked up the stairs and heard the running water. I opened the bathroom door and saw the silhouette behind the frosted glass of the shower. I was rock hard and eager to celebrate my good fortune. I slid the door open and stopped cold. I saw the short cropped dark hair and knew it wasn't Sindy.
"Close the door you are making a draft Mr. Robinson," Dawn said as she turned around. "Welcome home..."
I stepped in staring at her luscious young body. I closed the door behind me. She pressed her body against mine and kissed me. I grabbed her ass cheeks as her tongue entered my mouth. I closed my eyes and lost myself in her embrace. She broke the kiss as she wrapped her hand around my erection.
"Sindy said you like titty fucking," Dawn purred. "Would you like to stick your cock between my breasts Mr. Robinson?"
