Code Kitty
Copyright© 2026 by aroslav
Chapter 2: Home Sweet Home
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 2: Home Sweet Home - A SHORT DRAMA The world’s greatest hacker has no face—only a calling card: a gray stuffed cat and the message “Every keyboard needs a kitty.”
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Crime Mystery Workplace Paranormal Polygamy/Polyamory First
“Sir, is it wise to just show up for dinner without letting anyone know you’re back?” Ethan asked Don as they drove from the airport to the Randolph home.
Randolph-Callum home, Don supposed. His mother had remarried after his father died several years ago. He’d come back for the wedding. At the time he’d been attending a university in Munich and unbeknownst to his family had already completed his degree there. After a brief visit to the family, he’d continue on to Tokyo where he would be a lecturer.
Don had known Robert Callum and wasn’t too surprised that the Director—now VP—of Marketing would court his mother. With his stepfather, Don had also inherited a stepbrother who showed serious business acumen and would be a great asset to the business in the future, and a fifteen-year-old stepsister who tagged along after Don like a puppy. That had been eight years ago. Since then, the world had changed.
“It’s my home,” Don said. “It will be good to see how the family lives when they don’t have time to prepare.”
“As you wish, sir. Is there anything you need that didn’t come in the plane with you?” Ethan asked. He’d been Don’s personal assistant at the company for fifteen years and knew as much about Don as anyone in San Jose did. If not for Ethan, he would not have been able to continue his playboy lifestyle as a cover for developing Code Kitty and the sandbox.
“You picked up the required cat care necessities?” Don asked.
“Food and litter,” Ethan assured him. “Per your specifications.”
Treats? CK asked in his mind.
“Definitely,” Don replied. He was getting used to talking to CK. She seldom surprised him when she spoke.
Ethan pulled up in front of the palatial home Raymond Randolph had purchased as soon as Tesseract Security went public. Sadly, he’d passed away just two years later and Don and his mother inherited the estate jointly. Don took a deep breath and stepped out of the car, looking at the house he had not dared call home in ten years.
CK jumped to his shoulder and Don entered the security code that opened the front door.
“Mother! I’m home!” Don called from the foyer. In the distance he could hear chairs scraping and footsteps hurrying toward him. His mother, Margaret Randolph-Callum rushed into the room and straight to her son.
“Donald! You’re really here! Why didn’t you let us know you were on your way? Oh, my son, I’ve missed you!” she exclaimed.
“It was a last-minute decision,” Don said. “I had an invitation to attend a friend’s wedding and only found out this morning that I could get to it.”
Don looked past his mother’s embrace and saw his stepfather, stepbrother, and an unfamiliar woman waiting to greet him.
“Robert, it’s good to see you again,” he said. He’d never adopted a familial address for his mother’s husband.
“Well, it’s certainly a surprise to see you here. Will you be staying long?” the man asked.
“Undecided. I thought I should look in on the company while I’m here,” Don said.
“It’s doing fine without you,” Conrad said. He hesitated as Don turned to him and then continued. “Of course, we’d love to have you come in and look around. We’ve grown quite a lot since you were last here.”
“No doubt through your excellent management,” Don said, reaching to take Conrad’s hand. “And who is this lovely young lady?”
“This is my fiancée, Selene Jacquez,” Conrad said. “Selene, my long-absent brother, Don.”
Don could not help feeling he was being minutely evaluated by the lovely young woman. He didn’t offer his hand, but she moved hers to reach for CK.
“Who is this beauty?” she asked. CK hissed. “Oh, don’t be standoffish. I’m sure we’ll be good friends.”
“This is CK,” Don said. “It takes her a while to warm up to people. We’ve had a long day traveling and it will take a while before either of us are truly cordial.”
“Of course,” Selene said. “It’s so nice to meet you both.”
Gold digger, CK hissed in his mind. Just see if I ever let her pet me.
Family Matters
“Maria!” Margaret called. A maid appeared in the doorway. “Air out Donald’s room and freshen everything. Sheets, towels, minifridge—anything that might have collected dust.”
“Yes, ma’am,” the maid said, rapidly retreating toward the stairs.
“Ethan will take my things up to the room,” Don said. “Ethan, check to see if I have what I need. Make sure there is room in the fridge for CK’s food. Then you can go. I’ll need the car at ten in the morning.”
“Yes, sir.”
“We don’t have room for another car,” Robert said.
“My car and driver will not be staying here,” Don said.
“Why are we standing in the foyer? Lupe! Set another place at the table,” Margaret called. She looped a hand through Don’s arm and moved him toward the table. Another place was immediately set. “We were just sitting down. Lupe always makes plenty.”
“Where is Julie?” Don asked, looking for his stepsister.
“I’m afraid she’s ill,” Margaret said. “She’s had a fever and a rash associated with what the doctor diagnosed as toxic shock syndrome. She’s on antibiotics and bed rest. We can go up to see her after dinner. I know she’ll be sad she wasn’t down here to welcome you.”
Hmm. I should pay a visit. I know a little about how to deal with this.
“Are you sure you want to go wandering alone already?” Don asked as he set the cat down on the floor and seated himself at the table.
I’ll be okay. I’ll check out our room as well.
CK padded off to the stairs.
“I was afraid you would have turned my room into a sewing room or some such,” Don said lightly.
“Oh, don’t be silly. I don’t sew,” Margaret said. She scowled at her husband. “I promised you your room would always be here waiting for you when you could get home.”
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