Prologue

After a long day at the office Damion McAlister, owner and CEO of Under the Sea Engineering, invites the entire staff to his house for a party. The man started the company with the hope of building cities under water, complete with everything from entertainment to housing. This little party is in celebration of the company’s first contract to begin such work. Of course an office party would suffice, but Damion McAlister likes to put on parties at his house. Of course he gets to show off his wealth without seeming to intentionally do so. Anyone who knows the man—really knows him—knows that he takes every opportunity to show off what he has.

Now Damion McAlister isn’t just someone that has a need to show off. He is an entrepreneur yes, but he is also a humanitarian and philanthropologist. His other company, one of several, creates underground housing with the most superior made products at a very low and affordable price. Since he began building such houses, housing costs have been forced to be dropped and many people who could not afford housing now own them. But it’s not just the poor that have gained something; it is the homeless and the planet. Homelessness has dropped significantly and the houses do not leave a footprint. And Damion McAlister has just gotten richer. He embraced the concept of selling things at a low, affordable price and selling it fast rather than selling high and selling slow.

All these things about the man are what drew Harper Lillis to want to work for the man. He had been her idol since she was twelve and began looking at the world with a different view. It was a time in Harper’s life where changing from a child to an adult changed her way of thinking. Her interests started to change and her parents were beginning to push her toward looking for the career she would like to have when she graduated from school. It was at this time that she picked up a copy of Popular Engineering and saw a picture of a very handsome, older gentleman.

That gentleman was Damion McAlister. And the handsome gentleman part was how Harper described him. The article wasn’t all too fancy. It explained how the man was recently coming out of a divorce and had sole custody of the couple’s only child, two year old Anthe. There was a picture of the girl, and at the time it really didn’t hold too much attention for Harper. What did grab her attention was what the man’s second and third company was doing to create alternative fuels and energy as well as leading the industry in colonizing Mars, the moon and a few other places in the solar system. It was at that moment Harper knew she wanted to be in on something like that. She wanted to become an engineer.

Harper grew up like all girls eventually do and went to college. It was there she got her degree. It was also there she found that while she liked boys, she liked girls even more. And keeping up with Damien McAlister’s life and businesses, she also kept up with Anthe. Through the years she had become more and more attracted to the young girl, even though she is the girl’s senior by twelve years. And the feelings only intensified when she discovered her feelings in college. Getting a job afterward had nothing to do with Anthe, however. But it wasn’t a bad thing, though the whole time she has worked for the man or anytime she has been to his house, never once did Harper ever see the girl.

That all changes tonight, and it’s by total mistake.

The party has been going well. There is an open bar, good music and of course the pool. But it’s not just some simple oval shaped pool, the damn thing looks like a small lake complete with a grotto and bar set in the middle. There is even a section with a net for water volleyball. Then there are the four hot tubes. Luckily Damion has only invited the employees of Under the Sea and not all his companies. Harper knows how many employees the man has. As Lead Engineer and Head of Operations, she runs everything Damion doesn’t.

Though Harper is having a great time, and looking at several opportunities to go home with both men and women alike, she has to pee. Too much alcohol tends to have that effect on her and usually everyone else. Heading in the house, which though she has been to many times with these parties or other functions, she still doesn’t know the whole place. Also, being overly tipsy with the large crowd only helps her to get lost that much faster.

Harper finds herself roaming the halls and up the stairs, to a room with an unlocked door. She opens it and sees a sight that she could not, even if she wanted to, erase from her mind. In the dim lamp light, the glowing young skin of Anthe shines out. The creaminess of the girl’s thighs, the mounds of her breasts peering out from the light colored negligée she has on. On the edge of the bed are lace panties and a teddy bear with a strap-on.

Harper knows she has to leave, but she just can’t stop staring. Not only is the teddy bear with the strap-on a little weird, but to see the girl she kind of grew up with and then watched grow up lying in the bed alone and looking so sexy is just too much to take her eyes off of.

Realizing that she is still standing in the hall, waiting to be noticed or caught, Harper steps in and closes the door behind her. Then she just stands there, feasting her eyes on the girl. Harper can’t fully recall but she remembers something about Anthe turning seventeen only recently, or will be soon. Regardless, the girl looks more like a woman with full, round breasts, long creamy legs and dark hair tousled on the pillows. Her legs are slightly folded but Harper can see the bareness between them. She feels herself getting wet and thinks of how if she had a dick, it would be a full blown erection by now.

Walking over to the edge and after finding the ability to walk again, Harper pulls Anthe’s leg over to spread them apart. She catches her breath at the sight of the girl’s glistening cunt. Reaching out, she lightly touches Anthe’s clit, drawing a finger slowly around the little nub. The girl moans gently but nothing else. She continues to rub, applying a little more pressure with every revolution. The girl’s pussy begins to gain moisture even though she is asleep and miraculously she still doesn’t wake.

Harper, still not fully in the right mind where she should be, pulls off her shirt. One of the nice things about having a set of breasts the fit her just right, as well as sitting on her chest without aide, is not having a need to wear a bra. Dropping the top on the floor, she climbs atop the girl, touching her face and tracing her fingers down Anthe’s chest to her breasts. With a mischievous grin, Harper continues the trail blazing to and around Anthe’s hard nipples, grazing at them through the sheer material. Harper gets really bold, whether it’s the alcohol or her desire for the girl, is anyone’s guess including hers as she leans over and bites one. Anthe gasps. Harper reaches down to rub the girl’s clit again, teeth nibbling at her nipple. The woman’s fingers are soaked with the girl’s juices and it pushes Harper to go even further.

Pulling off the girl, Harper moves lower, pushing Anthe’s legs apart. When she is level with the younger woman’s pussy, she stares, licking her lips and trying to talk herself out of going any further. Harper’s job is on the line as well as her life. If she continues then everything she knows could come crashing down. So far she has been lucky that Anthe hasn’t waked to find her here and doing what she has been doing. If it happens it happens. Harper has come this far. She decides that living without going that extra mile is worse than never getting here at all. It’s better to have a taste than to always wonder and never be satisfied ... or sated. She latches on with her mouth like a fish, driving her tongue forward and sucking hard at the girl’s juices.

Anthe’s body wiggling around and her purrs grow in intensity and frequency. Harper knows the girl is on the verge of fully waking and ending this entire escapade. She knows she don’t have much time left to enjoy her. Harper looks up to the teddy bear and in that single moment, any and all logic escapes her. It can’t be just the alcohol pushing her past recklessness at this point, it’s the desire and everything else the woman has pent up inside. She strips off what little clothing she has on, pulls the strap-on from the stuffed animal and slips it on. She stands over the girl, the strap-on bouncing before her. But this is unlike any other toy she has ever worn. This thing feels different, it feels alive!

Eyes drifting downward, she gets a really good look at it, and with it attached to her like it has always been there, like it is hers, like it belongs. She feels something different inside, a feeling like nothing she has felt before. It is a pulsing, a throb similar to those she gets with incredibly aroused, but this is far different and oh so extraordinary. She grips the long shaft, which seems to be a lot bigger than when it was on the stuffed bear. With a slight flare to the bulbous tip, Harper imagines that it will certainly make her presence felt to Anthe. Hand continuing down the smooth, mildly textured flesh, she notices the moderate girth that seems like it is the perfect balance of fulfillment and depth. The shaft is long, tapered and a bit thinner that she’d like, but what it lacks in girth it most certainly makes up in with reach. Then there is the subtle knot-like ring, unlike anything in any man she has been with. Harper almost regrets putting it on and not trying the thing out herself. It obviously does the job it Anthe is using it.