Chapter 12

Clarissa, freshly showered, met the couple in the sun room. They were also freshly showered and comfortably dressed. Zoe lit a cigarette as the girl sat down and Clarissa pulled one out of the box on the table and used the table lighter to touch flame to paper.

“So what can we do for you Ms. Marshall?” the woman said. “Martin said you insisted on meeting with us.”

Clarissa exhaled smoke before saying, “What do you intend on doing about Tiffany and your son?”

“Don’t you think you’re being rather presumptuous interfering in family business Ms. Marshall?”

“Yes my dear,” William said. “Rather forward of you, don’t you think?”

Clarissa blew smoke above their heads and said, “I’m just a forward kind of girl, ‘Daddy’.”

William Parker IV had the grace to blush.

“Not that it’s any of your business young lady,” the woman said. “But she failed the test. She’s not nearly...”

“Submissive enough?” Clarissa broke in.

“Committed enough for my son,” the woman finished tartly.

Clarissa snuffed out her smoke. “I’ve something to show you. Before I do, I need to tell you that this has been uploaded to a secure server. So all you’d do by smashing my phone, or trying to take it, is really piss me off.”

She handed them her phone, the video running.

“As you can see it would be very bad if this was to hit the Internet. Incest big time. That’s still a crime isn’t it? No telling what would happen.”

“As you undoubtedly know we have extensive video of you also,” Zoe said smiling a wolfish grim.

“Ah yes,” Clarissa said. “Do you know that the age of consent in this state is sixteen? However the age at which it is legal to film someone engaged in a sex act is eighteen.”

“You’re not eighteen!” William exclaimed.

“But Jessica said you were a collage student,” his wife stated, the confusion obvious in her voice.

“I’m very advanced in some things,” she answered.

“You’ve got that right,” William said under his breath.

“How old?” the woman asked.

“Seventeen.”

“What do you want,” Zoe asked handing back the phone.

“You let Tiffany and Jason alone. If they fail let it be because they fail.”

“Alright. Anything else?”

“No, I’m not greedy. Be good and maybe I’ll be back to visit. I’m sure the chance to get another crack at me already has you dripping.”

“Don’t flatter yourself,” Zoe answered, but she could feel the fluid running down her leg as the teen totally ran the situation.

“I might even let you strap me into that toy of yours,” the teenager said. “You’d like that, and I’d probably not hate it either.”

“You are such a bitch,” Zoe said.

“You love it darling. You should meet my parents. I’ve the feeling you’d really like them. They’re your kind of people. I’ll be leaving in the morning. I’ll try to get Jessica to stay a while for you William.”

“Thank you Clarissa,” William said.

Clarissa stood up and went back into the house.

When Clarissa had left the playroom Jason pulled his prick out of his mother and fell into his fiancee’s arms. William emptied a final load into his daughter who was hugging Tiffany as their tongues dueled in passionate kisses.

William stood up and reached for the tablet. He released his wife. Helping her to shaky feet he said, “Come on. We have a lot to discuss.”

Jerold dropped to the mat next to his step sister and spooned her as her body continued to rub against the willowy blonde.

Finally Tiffany pulled away. “I’m starving and I need a shower.”

“There’s a shower off this room,” Jason said. He helped her to her feet and then looked at his brother and step-sister. “Care to join us?”

“I’ll help scrub your back,” his fiancee offered lustily looking at the redhead.

“I’m not quite ready for another go,” Jessica said.

“Let’s get you back to your room,” Jerrold offered.

The couple left for the shower and Jerrold helped his step-sister slip into one of the robes hanging in one of the playroom closets and grabbed one for himself.

He helped the weak kneed girl back to her room.

“You need to bathe,” he said wrinkling his nose. Clarissa’s dirty clothes were already on the bed, but they did not hear the shower.

“Looks like your girlfriend had the same idea.” He noted the bathroom door was open and peaked in. “Already come and gone.”

“More than once,” Jessica sniped.

He pulled her into the bathroom. She let him.

The shower was one of the kinds with automatic temperature control and he set it and turned the water on. He slipped off his own robe and then pushed hers off her shoulders.

His hands moved over her, soaping down her body. His movements were not grossly sexual. His hands moved to lather her back, moving in a workmanlike way over her breasts and abdomen. Turning her around he started on her thighs, washing the cum off her inner thighs and finally moving to her ass. He rubbed her ass cheeks, lingering only momentarily at her sensitive anus.

He used the hand sprayer to rinse her as the rain shower head sprinkled water down on them. He turned her again so that her mane of red hair was facing him. Pouring shampoo into his palm he worked it into her hair.

Jessica felt all of the remaining tension flow out of her. The orgasms given to her by her father had left her tense with arousal. Now she was still aroused but calm and melted.

Jerold led her out of the shower and used one of the huge, fluffy bath towels to dry her from head to foot.

When he pulled her by her hand out of the bathroom and to the bed she followed willingly. Sweeping Clarissa’s clothing off the bed and lowered her onto it. Her wet red hair splayed on to the pillow. He stepped to the foot admiring her body.

Jessica slowly spread her legs, opening up to him.

He gasped at the sight. “You are so lovely, Sis.”

“I’m not your sister,” she retorted. “What you’re about to do you shouldn’t be doing to your sister.”

He knelt between her legs, pulling himself over her until his chest was pressing into her hard nipples and his mouth was only inches from hers.

“And not something you should be doing to your father either,” he said using his hand to position his hardening prick at the opening of her cunt.

Jessica reached up to place her hand around his neck. As he slid into her she pulled his mouth to his and moaned into it, as her tongue penetrated him like he penetrated her.

He legs wrapped around him, pulling him deeper within her and she moaned once again into his mouth. He started moving faster, pushing into her, pulling out, and she clutched to him ever time he pinned her into the mattress.

She was panting now, grunting louder at every thrust. He was being held so tight to her that every time he bottomed out his groin brushed her clit. Within her his manhood was rubbing her G-Spot. The buildup was startling and built upon the orgasms she had so recently experience at the hands of her father. It was a quake through her, an orgasm which was both clitoral and vaginal. He felt her begin to quake and reach beneath her to dig his hands into her hard ass cheeks, pulling her tight to him as she writhe beneath him.

“Oh, Jerold baby, I’m cumming baby! Ohhh!”

This was how Clarissa found them, Jessica her eyes rolling back in her head as she cried out her step-brother’s name in passion.

The shower off the playroom was a massive construct able to easily hold half a dozen. Jason stood behind Tiffany and began by lathering up her hair. It was tangled and matted where day old cum lay in it. He scrubbed her shoulder length blond mass and soon it smelled of strawberries. He then moved his lathered hands down her neck reaching around to cup her breasts, rubbing them until they were covered in scented suds.

Tiffany turned around, pressing her breasts into him she shimmied her body rubbing up against his hairy chest. Her hands reached around cupping his strong ass, which caused his hardening cock to press into her.

She looked deeply into his eyes. Considering the last few days he was amazed to see love and passion there. Finally she spoke.

“You can’t get the genie back in the bottle.” she said reaching down to wrap her hand around his manhood.

“Does that mean we’re done?”

Her hand was moving slowing over him. “That depends on you,” she answered. “Will you marry me no matter what your parents say?”

“Yes,” he said gasping as her finger moved over the scare under his prick head. “But we might be poor.”

“Pittle. I’ve money enough for the both of us. A job for you too, if your father is stupid enough to fire one of his best up and coming executives.” She moved to kiss him and rubbed her breast against him as her mouth and tongue took him.

“But that also means no more secrets,” she said. “You’ve been screwing around with your bitch mother the entire time we’ve been together. Not to mention my best friend. Others too I bet.”

“I promise, no more...” he started to say.

“Don’t be an idiot,” she said squeezing him in her hand, causing him to gasp again. “You love it. I just want equal time. With Jerold to start with. Maybe even more of that bitch mother of yours, she eats cunt like a hoover.”

“Really?”

“Oh yes.” She started walking out of the shower, pulling him by his dick. “Let’s got find him and that hot sister of yours. I’m still horny from my time on the machine.”

Jerold felt her breath on his neck as her hard nipples pressed against his back.

“She’s such a little slut isn’t she?” the blonde said as her hands went around his body to cup the redhead’s breasts. She pinched the nipples and Jessica continued to quake in orgasm. “Oh she likes that.”