"All characters are at least 18 years old."
*****
And so, it came to pass that I gave up my bachelor pad and moved into Joe's house with the girls. I mean what guy could pass up an offer like that? To top it off Joe had paid off our leases and told us to sell off our furniture unless we couldn't live without it.
Not a problem for me and I just kept my clothes. Jan and Kacey kept their dressers, but everything else was sold for some more cash. Our first night was a huge party, and we all got too drunk to fuck, but I wasn't worried about it. From then on I would have all the pussy I wanted, anytime I wanted, and life was good as I staggered to my own room and fell into a deep drunken slumber almost immediately.
As I nursed my hangover the next day at work, I looked around and wondered why I was even working anymore. Now that I was spoiled I didn't want to work unless it involved using my cock in front of a camera. I hoped that the website did well. Then I could retire early and make a living fucking! After all, that is the American dream.
***
Back at the big house Jan and Kacey were both getting dressed. Jan to go to her new job and Kacey to look for work since she'd quit her fast food gig. Their relationship had changed since they'd done the threesome with Max. Mom and daughter now seemed much closer, and it was almost as if they were best friends instead of parent and child. Kacey had grown up fast thanks to a few movies.
Kacey was standing in her panties and putting on her bra, in the big walk-in closet when Jan came in.
"Hi," Jan said and went to the rack of her clothes and looked for her business suit.
"Hey mom," Kacey replied, "It's too bad we have to work."
Jan pulled out her suit, "Just because we get to live here doesn't mean we can't pitch in."
"True."
Jan was in her pantyhose as she pulled up her skirt and tucked in her blouse. "Maybe someday we won't have to work."
"I wouldn't mind just making movies," Kacey grinned, "That doesn't seem like work to me."
Jan laughed, "No, I have to admit that would be a great full-time job."
"Yeah, getting paid to enjoy sex," Kacey laughed, "That's a win-win in my book."
Jan was done except for her shoes in one hand, "Well until we make it rich. Let's do the best we can."
"Sure mom," Kacey replied, "But if I have to choose between fast food and sex..."
Jan smiled, "Not really any contest is there?"
"No!"
"See you later I need to run," Jan said, "Good luck!"
"I'll need it."
Jan stopped and kissed her beautiful daughter on the lips, "See you tonight."
"Bye mom," Kacey replied and finished getting dressed.
***
It turned out that Joe had been keeping a surprise from us. She had let the website go live without telling me almost from the start.
I didn't mind, especially when she broke the news to us and handed out the profit checks. We'd done very well, and people were signing up, and also profits were coming in from some pay-per-view accounts Joe had set up with hotels all over Europe. It seems that sex is the universal language, and taboo was in wide demand...thanks to my idea.
We all seemed to settle into our separate routines reasonably quickly. Evening meals were taken together, and Joe had become part of our little family. We hadn't done any new films, but the profits were still rising. I attribute that to getting into the incest filming before anyone else had done it. For the time being, we had a corner on the market, and we intended to keep it rolling for as long as we could.
We'd decided we needed to do some recruiting to match some of the scene idea's we were coming up with. Plus, Joe had told me I couldn't do it all by myself. I didn't want anyone else getting in on my harem, but I realized that if I wanted to make a big pile of cash, I'd have to give in. I just wasn't sure about how to recruit some new actors without getting into trouble.
A week later part of that problem fixed itself. None of us were expecting what happened next.
***
We were sitting around the table finishing off a pizza with a few beers and talking ideas for some new films or maybe even a series of some kind when the doorbell rang.
I said I'd get it thinking it was a package delivery. But man was I shocked when standing there all tan was my dad!
"Hey Son." He said.
"Dad?"
"Anyone else calling you son lately?" He replied.
"Damn I thought you were dead!" I told him.
"Not yet," he said as we shook hands, "You going to leave me standing out here all night?"
"Oh yeah," I told him, "Come on in, Jan and Kacey are here."
"Really? Been a long time since I've seen them."
"Its been a long time since anyone has seen or heard from you."
"Yeah, well I've been busy."
I led him to the kitchen, and the girls looked up at the stranger.
Jan was first to react and jumped up and gave him a hug.
"Dad!"
"That's me."
Kacey went next for a hug, "Hey Gramps!"
I introduced Joe, and they shook hands.
"Come on and sit down," Joe told him, "You want some pizza?"
"No Ma'am, but a beer Shure would taste good."
Joe grabbed him a beer from the icebox as he sat down and took off his fedora. I was still amazed to see him. It had been almost two years since my mom, and he had called it quits. Then he'd just sort of disappeared. No phone calls, letters, or anything.
My dad looked 10 years younger than 62 and was still in good shape from what I could tell. His mustache and hair had some grey mixed in, but his eyes were still bright, and his mind was working fine.
"So, what have you been doing the last 2 years?" Kacey asked her gramps.
"Been traveling around here and there...and everywhere I guess."
"So, tell us all about it," Jan replied excitedly.
Now our dad always could tell stories, right up to the edge of not believing them. The next hour was spent listening and laughing at his commentary while polishing off several beers. Dad could out drink any of us including Jan which is hard to believe.
My dad had all of us laughing about how he fought off a rabid squirrel that attacked him on a golf course in Florida. He said the critter stole his ball off the green and when he chased it down it turned on him, and he had to fend it off with a golf club until help arrived. I guess you would have had to be there to witness his pantomiming and storytelling, but it was hilarious!
When we all settled down again, dad looked down at the table for a moment, then looked up and hit us with another bomb.
"So, tell me who is the brains behind Max Porn Inc.?"
Kacey sprayed beer all over the table from her mouth and began to choke. Jan turned white, and Joe's eyes got big, but she didn't lose her cool.
Dad laughed, "I guess that answers my question." Looking over at Joe.
Joe didn't answer and looked over at me as Kacey grabbed a washcloth and wiped up the beer mess.
Dad turned and looked over at me, "Fess up Max, I saw all of the movies."
"Jesus!" Kacey said and ran to the sink like she was going to throw up.
Jan put her elbow on the table and covered her eyes with her hand as she turned red.
Joe just watched wondering what was going to happen. Now I never had much luck lying to the old man, so I just went with the truth. I mean if he'd seen the movies then there wasn't much I could say to deny it.
"It was my idea," I told him, "Joe is the business brains."
"Not surprising," He replied, "I bet she is as smart as she is good looking."
I noticed Joe blush a little bit at that comment, but she kept her mouth shut.
"So, how did you see the movies?" I asked him since he didn't appear to be mad about it.
"Saw them in London one night on pay-per-view in my hotel room. I was intrigued by the name Max Porn. Imagine my surprise when I recognized everyone but Joe."
"I bet that was a bit of a surprise," I told him not knowing what else to say.
"You did a good job keeping them in Europe, but people do travel. Somebody was bound to see them sooner or later."
Kacey got a fresh beer and sat back down at the table. Jan was looking up again but still red.
"I tracked you down through the fake company name that own's the website," Dad told us, "With a little work I tracked Josephine to this address. You never asked me how I found out where you lived at now."
"I should have thought of that." Joe said at last, "We need to fix that right away."
"Not everybody will go through all the trouble to find you like me," Dad replied, "But I can give you a few ideas on how to better cover your tracks."
"Sorry dad," Jan let out, "Nobody was ever supposed to know about this. We did it because we needed the money."
"Hey, your all adults," he replied, "I'd have been crazy pissed off 25 years ago, but these days I have a bigger view of the world."
"You're not going to throw a fit?" Jan asked, looking afraid.
"Nope, but I will tell you what I want."
Everybody looked at him now, "What's that?" I asked.
"Who do I see for an audition?"
Joe smiled, and Kacey laughed out loud. Even Jan had a smirk on her face.
Dad stood up and grabbed his crotch, "Do you want to see my credentials?"
My dad always had enjoyed shocking his friends and family with his stunts. This time was a bit close to home, but it was still funny.
Joe laughed, "God I love this family!"
"Yeah, they have been loving you too!" Dad told her and sat back down.
I think Kacey and Jan were the most shocked. They'd never seen this side of dad before. I'd seen a bit of it growing up when all his friends were around and talking guy talk about women.
I still wasn't sure that dad was being honest or just playing us.
"You really watched all the movies?" I asked him.
Dad smiled, "Several times, made me horny as a Billy Goat. I think you got a gold mine here."
All the girls laughed this time, and the ice had been broken.
"I do have a script I've been working on that needs an older man," Joe said to me.
I wasn't sure what to do, but I told him, "Let us talk about it and give you an answer."
"Fair enough," Dad replied, "I'm staying at the Hilton." And he passed me a card with his room number scratched on it in pencil.
"Well I guess I should get back," Dad said getting up, "I'll let you board of directors talk about it."
We bid him goodnight and told him to come back over tomorrow night for dinner with us.
***
After dad left, we all looked at each other.
"Well?" Joe said at last, "What do you think."
