My Three Divas - An Eros Opera: The Interregnum
Copyright© 2021 by Da T Angel
Chapter 1: The Beginning of the End?
Drama Sex Story: Chapter 1: The Beginning of the End? - It's the onset of COVID-19. I am Jean Henri Parma. I'm responsible for the Orient 3rd of the globe spanning business that my Great Grand Father started. This is a day in my life. This day will change the lives of: me, my life long love, my ex-wife, my paramour, my official office wife (w/benefits), a baby momma to be, my illegitimate daughter (& my aunt who is raising her), and a host of foils, friends, & others. What came before makes this day and this day makes what comes after.
Caution: This Drama Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual Romantic BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Sharing Slut Wife Incest Mother Son Polygamy/Polyamory Interracial White Male White Female Oriental Female Indian Female Big Breasts Slow
(Friday Mid Morning, the 31st day of January 2020)
Jean-Henri is in the midst of his morning constitutional - fucking his Executive Assistant while she delivers his morning company business briefing.
Her Secretary in the meantime is supposed to be manning the phones, being door dragon, etc - anything but what she did next on this pivotal morning.
The Secretary knocks on the door, steps in to Jean-Henri’s office suite, and closes the door behind her. She then turns and locks the door and then turns back to face the in-coitus pair.
The Executive Assistant interrupts her briefing, boggled at the bogey that is her Secretary. Jean-Henri, while looking inquisitively at the Secretary, continues his coitus activity. A particularly emphatic thrust, changes the Executive Assistant’s expression from bewilderment to euphoric in an instant. With that hard deep drilled prompt, the Executive Assistant is reminded of who she is, where she is, when she is, and, most important for this when, what she should do next: “My Secretary ... ugh ... What brings ... ugh ... You here ... ugh... ?”
The Secretary answers the question but directs it to Jean-Henri: “Mr. Executive Director, the Senior Director for Acquisitions called to inform you that the WHO yesterday put out a worldwide advisory regarding an outbreak of a new SARS related virus and as a member of the crisis management team he is recommending that you activate ‘Case 1918’ immediately. He then requested that the call go otr; as per his request I paused the auto-record. He said to tell you -quote- Abuelo Tio Arthur said to get his ‘Jean-son’ out of Nanette so that SHE can make the calls necessary for our family business to survive what may be a genuine pandemic - we lost people in the first SARS outbreak and I want to minimize the damage to our people this go round; and, secondly, with all the blood that should be returning to his brain from that monstrous cock of his, he should immediately put in effect what ever contingency plan that he has for his zoo and then let me know what’s going on pronto! -end quote-.”
Jean-Henri sighs: “Well that settles that, I may be the de facto CEO but he is still my Grand Uncle... “ - he then begins to pull out.
The Executive Assistant grabs Jean-Henri’s glutes to forestall his disengagement and whines plaintively: “Can I at least finish the fucking briefing ... I didn’t get my end of briefing ‘job well done’ petit mal...”