Everyone having sex is at least 18. This story is a work of fiction. I made it all up. Check reality at the door and enjoy it for what it is. Special thanks to goducks111 for his help and making this a better story.
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Chapter 6 -- She's Here!
Two days later ...
"She's here!"
I don't know who yelled that, but I know who they are talking about. I end my conference call.
Dan Sinclair, Kathy's boss and uncle, is the first through the door. Kathy, her parents, and a nurse are next, followed by security, mom, and Maureen. I am glad to see all of them. Kathy is in a wheelchair and not happy about it. They set her up in my old room.
All the men found it very amusing to watch mom strip once she was in the house. They all liked it even better when Valorie and Patty came to check up on Kathy. They were not happy when I sent them all back to their rooms.
I want to talk to Kathy. I send her parents to their room for a nap. Everyone else I send out, and I close the door. I sit on the bed next to Kathy with a serious look on my face. She looks concerned now.
I start off with, "A lot has happened while you were out. My nightmares started the first night you were gone."
Kathy explains, "I expected that. I was keeping them away at night, so you could sleep."
I continue, "Well, somehow Valorie caught on, and she picked up where you left off." Kathy doesn't look at all surprised. "They have added to the routine though." I can't look at her. Tears are already flowing down my face.
Kathy is mad, "No, no, no, tell me you didn't. NO! Please tell me it's just some blowjobs. Please!"
Kathy is now crying.
I describe my actions, "Breakfast, lunch, and dinner, I fucked them. 10:00 and 2:00, they blow me. I've done nothing with mom other than sending her to you."
Kathy stops crying and says, "Your mother is enough of a bitch that she took control right away and got the best people. I really appreciated it. The hospital didn't have enough good nurses. She realized that even before I could say anything and hired some great one's just for me. Those nurses were awesome. So, back to beating you up. Any nightmares since the first night?"
Glad for changing back, I still reply, "No. All clear. They take turns sleeping in my arms. Between that and the wearing me out by draining my balls, I sleep great at night."
Kathy likes that answer, "So they aren't doing this for love?"
Yikes, how do I approach this one?
Picking my words carefully, "My sisters sleep with a lot of men. Mom used herself and my sisters to get large contracts and to entice upper management to join our companies if we wanted them bad enough. My sisters got a lot of sex. They are sluts, they love sex. I am, was, just another guy to them. Then something changed, and that's where I'm confused. I thought they were doing this to make me stop their punishment.
"A few days ago, Patty says while on the edge of her orgasm, that she wants me to breed her, and she wants to be my submissive slave. She will sleep with men, women, and especially you. If she wants to be my main woman, why would she say your name specifically?"
Kathy laughs, "She wants to save her ass."
Now Kathy is serious, "They were going to kill you. You've been rather nice to them considering what you could have done. You cut off their sources of sex, and they get you in place of random men. The file on you says you are an above average lover, you spend time to please your partner, and don't make the woman feel like you used her for sex, although that is typically what you do. My experience with you was fantastic though."
Not liking this conversation, I wrestle control, "Hey! Every one of those women knew up front I was not looking for a girlfriend. It was pure two-way fun."
Kathy questions me, "Was? I WAS not looking for a girlfriend? Are you looking now?"
Ok, this is getting real now. How do I handle this?
Picking my words carefully once again, "I think with my new responsibilities, I need to start acting more mature. However, someone with my wealth must be careful of everything and everyone. I need someone who will tell me I'm wrong. And someone who will love me for who I am, not my wealth. So, I'm perplexed now."
Kathy cocks her head, "What's so confusing?"
I sigh, I feel all of the world's weight on my shoulder, "Let's start with my sisters. I'm having sex with them but don't feel much emotion for them. They were mean and ignored me my entire life. Dad always said it was nothing, they were four years older. He once asked me how I would have felt with a fourteen-year-old sister when I was eighteen and screwing women. I have no idea how they really think of me. I know mom hates me, yet I never understood why, and dad never said.
"Then, there's you. It was fun pretending to be your boyfriend. I really enjoyed it. But would I have fallen for you had you not dragged me out of hell? Am I treating you different because you're an employee? Is it even right to have a relationship with someone working for me? I do know I missed you when you were in the hospital.
"Now let's add to the mess, I don't know who or if anyone killed dad. I know my mom, and by association my sisters, threw me into hell and tried to steal my inheritance. They were willing to kill me. I have no idea what to do with them. I've not dealt with my demons yet. Is it fair to force anyone to do what you've done so far to beat my demons?"
Kathy yells, "HOLD IT! Geez. One thing at a time. Don't worry about me or dating. Just don't marry anyone unless you are 100% positive you love them. Until then, keep your options open. It's possible I am friendly so I can stay close to you and do my job. But maybe I like you for more. Follow your heart. About your dad; just let the process take its time and get the right answer. Guesses are your enemy right now.
"Your sisters will do anything and say anything to get what they want. They want sex, and they want money. Don't go thinking you are anything special. I can help with your mom. My two uncles were the other two men."
I give her a dumb blank look; I have zero idea of what she is talking about.
She looks at me like I am dumb, "Don't you know anything about who you are?" Still a blank dumb look.
Kathy says to me now with understanding, "Nobody told you?" Still a blank dumb look, I am getting good at this.
Kathy is sitting up in bed, grabs her phone, makes a call, "We need you in my room, your son's old room now."
She wants mom to tell me a story, why?
A few minutes later, mom barges into the room and then closes the door again.
Mom is sweet to Kathy, "What can I do for you?"
Kathy is smiling, "I want you to tell your son a story." Mom is intrigued. "I want you to tell him why you don't know with certainty who Robin's father is."
Mom has a look of horror on her face. It can't be that bad.
Mom is quick to say, "No."
Kathy is full of rage, "Either you tell him, or I will." She won't. "Oh, stop being a chicken shit. TELL HIM!"
Mom sits down on the bed, takes my hand, and says to me, "We used to be friends with the Sinclair's. It's why they were on your security. We hosted a fundraiser for something. It was so long ago, I haven't a clue for what. Well, the party went late into the morning. The boys were drunk, so each of the wives went to bed. Everyone was assigned a room so they wouldn't drive home. Everyone knew they'd drink too much, they always did.
"I go to bed with them singing some Beatles songs very poorly. I'm woken up by my husband crawling into bed. He starts trying to fuck me. He does get it up and blow his load in me. Great, I go to bed. Oh no, not yet. Why not? He is helping one of the Sinclair brothers out of their clothes so they can fuck me next. He tells them how great I am in bed.
"I am waking up as the first one thrusts his cock up into me. He fucked me well but only lasted a few minutes. Ok great, I can go back to bed. I am half asleep when the second one rolls me over and sticks his cock into me. He has a silly ass grin on his face. He too fucked me good, but the same thing only lasted five minutes. The whole time my husband is saying, see, I told you she is good.
"After he shoots his load, they roll over, and my husband gets back up, and he is a man possessed. He fucked me good and long this time. The brothers took off at some point. I really didn't care; your dad was a man possessed, and he fucked me long and hard. He made love to me.
"I didn't think anything of the night until three weeks later when I realized I missed my period. I almost killed your father that night. I now have a problem; I don't know who the father is. It's very degrading to be a woman of my level yet having something in common with trailer trash."
Mom is crying, this is still painful to her. Kathy is waiting for more. What else is there?
Kathy is strict, "Tell him about your husband."