Moral Degeneration

After lunch I dropped Ana and Rebecca off at their dorm. We did end up having very loud sex before I left, which was apparent when I left and there were more than a few girls lingering in the halls.

 

Getting to Ryleigh’s house I had breakfast with her and her parents. We weren’t allowed to have any fun, but it was still good to spend time with her. Leaning them with their weekend plans I headed back out. 

 

Jess was at the auto shop working on her Mustang when I showed up. “Jeez, you taking it down to the bones?”

 

“Pretty much,” she said. “If I’m gonna do this. I plan to do it right. Unlike you who does it quick and easy.”

 

“Quick and easy?” I asked. “…fair enough. I’m a busy guy. So how about some quick and easy fun?”

 

“Oh so you’re the easy one then?” She asked with a smile as she wiped her hands off. 

 

“Very much so,” I said. “Some would call me very easy going.”

 

“Oh yeah. For a boss, gotta admit you’re not half bad. But I want to know if I can talk you into a raise.”

 

“A raise? But you only just started,” I said. 

 

“I’m a hard worker though,” she said, unzipping her coveralls. “I work looong hours.” She moved closer, rubbing against my front. “I’d do anything to get a…raise out of you.”

 

“You already have,” I assured and was picking her up in a Princess carry. Taking her further inside some work had already started but the couch was still there. 

 

“Should we get a new couch?” I asked, dropping her on it. 

 

“Please,” she said. “Till then let’s break it in.” She was slipping out of her coveralls fully and taking off her panties as I disrobed. 

 

“I think you made a raise happen,” I said as I laid on top of her. 

 

“See, I’m the perfect woman for the job,” she said and I was soon fucking her with all I had. The scratchy sofa was creaking loudly as we acted like teenagers in her parent’s basement. After a couple of rounds I was leaving her to have fun rebuilding her car on her Saturday. 

 

Running not too far away I stopped by my favorite twin's home. Chloe and Sabrina had been expecting me. I made them an early dinner. They talked about what they had been up to. Too scared to take a pregnancy test we weren’t sure if it took yet, so we made sure. 

 

Fucking the bouncing and energetic Rina was always a fun experience. But the business ready Chloe was really opening up to me. The 2 were far more heated together than the first time we were together. 

 

“I swear I’m pregnant,” Rina said as she laid atop me. 

 

“You say that every other day,” Chloe said from my side. 

 

“Doesn’t matter,” I said. “It’ll happen now or later.” My hand on each of their asses I asked something I’d been curious about. “If you could choose to have a boy, would you?”

 

“What’s that matter?” Chloe asked. 

 

“I would,” Rina said. 

 

“Oh yeah? Why?” I asked. 

 

“Boys are mysterious,” she said, sniffing me. “And it would be yours. A miniature you sounds so cute. Besides, the benefits are pretty great.”

 

“What kind of benefits do you get for a boy?”

 

“Maternity leave is a year no matter the gender or where you work,” Rina said. That was way better than my old life. “I hear you also get a monthly payment if you have a boy. And cheaper childcare.”

 

“What about you?” I asked Chloe. 

 

“I’d be fine with a girl,” she said with a shrug. “Twins would be fun.”

 

“Ha! Twins would not be fun,” Rina said. “We are already looking at having 2 kids here as it is. Can you imagine 4?”

 

“I liked having a twin,” Chloe said. “Your own best friend wherever you go.”

 

“Best friend. And sister-girlfriend too,” Rina teased. “Never thought I’d make a guy's dream come true about doing it with my sister here.”

 

“I doubt it’s just guys that dream of that,” I said. 

 

“You’re not wrong,” Chloe said. “We had this friend that tried to get us drunk once.”

 

“Oh that bitch. I hated her,” Rina said. She moved back down. Moving over top of me as she sniffed again. “A man is so much better. I could do this all day.”

 

“Unfortunately I don’t have all day,” I reminded. 

 

“Where are you going anyway?” Rina asked as she frowned but started playing with my dick to begin another round. 

 

“I bought that Autoshop over on Grand.”

 

“The one they’ve been working on?” Rina asked with a wide smile. “I heard there was a new man there.”

 

“That’s me,” I said. “Gotta meet with lawyers about it.”

 

“Oh fun,” Chloe said. “Can you fix my car?”

 

“What’s wrong with it?” I asked. 

 

“No idea,” she said. 

 

“No promises, but I can look at it,” I said. She smiled and kissed my lips as her twin sister descended down on me. Groaning, I held Chloe’s head to mine as the bouncing Rina gasped and shuddered as she came loudly. 

 

—-

 

“You’re gorgeous as always,” I told Farrah as I opened the passenger door. 

 

“You always say that.”

 

“And I’m never wrong,” I said. She rolled her eyes but smiled as she got in.

 

My hand on her thigh I drove us across town to the fancier parts. Not the skyscrapers but the mid-level businesses that were 1-stop shops for all my lawyer needs. 

 

Putting me in touch with all the different lawyers and accountants I would need for my business she saved me a lot of legwork. She told me of a good criminal lawyer too, but I hoped to not need them for a while. 

 

After that I signed documents with my insurance agents. Talked to some people about health insurance. Liability insurance and all the different ways that companies bled a small business. I regretted not taking a bigger loan to handle these but I expected to be in the black soon enough.  

 

Once that was over I met with the financial advisor Audrey introduced me to. She agreed that tech companies were dropping in value. There was no smoking gun yet, but they were all taking hits. I guessed I remembered the Dot-com bubble bursting differently. For all I knew it wasn’t instantaneous but happened over a long time. 

 

Either way I wasn’t too impressed with the big tech companies. I did invest in Starbucks and a few other companies I knew would be big eventually. 

 

At the end of it all Farrah and I had a simple date at her apartment. 

 

“I heard Penny quit,” I said as I put the steak on her plate.

 

“Yeah,” Farrah said sadly. “I knew it was coming. She kind of lost interest in the job.”

 

“You mad?”

 

“A little, but I can’t really blame her either,” she said. “I’ve been thinking about selling too.”

 

“Really?” I asked, surprised. “Why?”

 

“The bun in the oven,” she said. “Already a bitch staying up such late hours. I hate sleeping all day too. Not like our daughter can have such weird hours.” I wasn’t telling all the girls about the possibility of a boy until we were closer to the ultrasound. “I’d have to hire an overnight nanny. Not like I can take her to the Club.”

 

“True,” I said. “I’d help you know.”

 

“I do. But you have school,” she said. “And your own business.”

 

We were quiet for a bit as we dug into the steak and potatoes I grilled up at her place. “What would you like to do, babe?”

 

“I’d like to sell the Club for a very nice profit,” she said. “Then start some other business…any ideas on what kind?”

 

“I’m supposed to ask you that,” I said. 

 

“I know. But I have no idea,” she admitted. 

 

“What did you like about the Club?”

 

“The money. And the challenge. At the start the girls were all over the place. I loved kicking them into gear.”

 

“Hmm let me think on it. In the meantime, let’s celebrate the wins. We are expecting a kid. Maybe going into business together.”

 

“True. Our own coffee shop,” she said. I nodded. 

 

“We got rid of the Nightingales.”

 

“You did that,” she said. 

 

“Oh right. But you helped.”

 

“How did I help?” She asked, smiling. 

 

“You inspired me. I couldn’t risk my pregnant girlfriend being in harm's way,” I admitted. 

 

“Oh yeah?” She asked. “I thought I was your pregnant housewife.”

 

“That’s what you’ll have to be,” I said. “A few years from now you’ll need to quit working and be my little housewife.” She didn’t seem the type to want to do that. I felt she liked to boss people around. But at home she liked to play onto the housewife kink. 

 

“Me a housewife?” She asked. “What would you have me do?”

 

“Well I’d want to wake up to a blowjob every morning.”

 

“I’m no good at those though. How about you can fuck my tits,” she said, pulling the front of her shirt down to show a line of cleavage. 

 

“That would be preferable. Then I’d want a shower. But you’d have to join me.”

 

“Do I get to rub you down?” She asked, her eyes fluttering. 

 

“Of course. I suck at getting clean without you in there with me.”

 

“What then?”

 

“Hmm you’ll be pregnant of course. I doubt I’d let you not be pregnant very long.”

 

“Damn that’s hot,” she said, opening her legs under the table. I took that as a signal and stood up, walking to her side of the table. 

 

“Then we can get the kids up,” I said. “Once they’re off to school I’d like to watch you cleaning the house in just the apron.” She stared up at me, blinking slowly. I reached down, pulling up the skirt of her dress. I found her already soaked as I began to play with her clit. “If you missed a spot I’d have to punish you.”

 

“Punish how?” She asked. 

 

“I’d have to fuck you right there. Bent over on the floor,” I said. I leaned down to her face. My lips hovering over hers. “Then after I came in you. If you let any spill, you’d have to lick it up.”

 

“Fuck,” she gasped and we began kissing hard. My fingers moving into her I held her head in place as I began to hit her G-spot. She gasped and held onto me for long moments until she came. 

 

When she did I pulled my fingers out and made her lick them clean. “Why do you do this to me?” She moaned as she stood. 

 

“Because you’re going to be my wife. For real some day,” I said. 

 

“You mean it?” She asked. I nodded as I picked her up in a Princess carry. 

 

“I keep my word, Farrah. You know that.”

 

She giggled and we kissed on our way to her room. The beautiful woman beneath me in missionary I fucked her hard into the mattress all night. She screamed my name over and over and I was always ready to cum in her again.