Is It a Misadventure?
Copyright© 2023 by TheBatofGotham
Chapter 8
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 8 - Chloe was tired of the good girl image she had been stuck with since she was in middle school. So, she decides to go to a sex club to get rid of her virginity.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Incest Cream Pie First Pregnancy Tit-Fucking
The receptionist looked me straight in the eyes and said, “I wouldn’t say she’s been fired exactly. It’s more like she’s on temporary leave of absence with possible relocation. You see Kate told the boss that she was getting married and wanted time off from work until after the honeymoon. The boss said that by the time Kate got back her current job wouldn’t be here. We’re temporarily closing for renovations. Then we’re also going to put more staff at the new location. But Kate was so upset that she must not have heard the boss asking her if she’d like to relocate to the new location and be second in charge there.”
“I hope that’s all it was. But I doubt that Kate would want to move. She’s been estranged from her family for a few years now. And only recently got reunited with them. She probably feels that she has to choose between her new job and her family,” I told her.
Before anything else could be said noise came from her desk and she ran back.
“Shoot, I guess I lost that bet,” the receptionist said as she pressed a few buttons. She then looked at me, “That is what happens when one of the customers gets too uncomfortable with what’s going on in the room and hits the button to end the session. But on the bright side things did end and she wasn’t forced to do what she was uncomfortable with.”
“What did you mean you lost the bet? Did you bet money on if the customer would go through with sex?” I asked, feeling disgusted.
“God no. No money was involved. It was more of a situation where one person would say I bet she’ll be able to do it and another person says I bet she won’t. This customer has come here so many times and ended up canceling at the last minute. I honestly thought she’d be able to do it this time,” she said.
“Oh, God she’s just like how I used to be,” I mumbled.
“Not exactly. I looked up your record after you threw up in the room. This girl has been here and done things many times, things like oral and anal sex, but can’t seem to go through with one of the packages. She is too afraid to get rid of her vaginal cherry,” the receptionist told me.
“Um,” I looked at the receptionist’s name tag and nearly laughed at the name, “Cheery is this stuff you should be telling me?”
Her nameplate said, Miss Cherry Lane.
“Normally no. But if you’re here long enough today you’ll see why there is an exception in this case. Or I could tell you now,” Cherry said.
I waited there for about five minutes before anyone came into the room. And when someone did it was a blonde being supported by another person. When I got a good look at her she looked just like Cherry. Cherry pulled up a chair and the other woman sat down in it.
Cherry asked, “Are you okay, Louanne?”
Louanne nodded, “Yeah. Just disappointed. I chickened out again.” She looked up and was excited as she said, “Hey Chloe. Are you here to try again? I bet you’ll do better than I did.”
“Oh, you’re Twins,” I said. I turned to Cherry, “So you were able to say all that stuff because it was your sister?”
She shrugged, “Kind of. It’s that and it’s also because our Dad owns the place.”
Now that I wasn’t expecting. I talked with the twins until Michelle came back, quickly followed by Kate. Michelle did not look happy, Kate looked as if she were lost.
I walked up to Kate, “Is everything going to be okay?”
From behind me, I heard laughing. I spun around and Michelle said, “I’m sorry Kate. I tried to be all serious.”
Kate snorted a little, “That’s okay, I figured you’d have trouble with that.”
“So you’re telling me that all this worry was for nothing besides a prank? Were you ever in trouble,” I asked Kate.
“You almost had me convinced you were mad. Until you smiled that goofy smile at the end. Okay, all jokes aside. When I called you I did believe I had lost my job. I was able to calm down enough to talk out the misunderstanding after we hung up. Thank you for rushing here to help me,” Kate said.
Once I figured they were teasing me I tried to act mad. But apparently, I had failed at it.
As we sat in my car I asked, “If you figured things out before Michelle and I got here, what took so long in the office?”
She told me everything that Cherry said about her situation then added, “I finally came to the conclusion that I no longer want to be in this field of work. I’m going to move on to something more fulfilling. Although I may still return here on occasion as a customer and volunteer.”
Michelle put her arm around her older sister and said, “You know that I’ll support you no matter what. But there is one thing I need to ask. Since when did you get engaged?”
Kate looked around and in a hushed voice asked, “Can we talk about that elsewhere?” At home, Kate continued, “I’m not engaged yet. It’s hard to get a good boyfriend or even a girlfriend when working at a place like that and they’re afraid that you’ll end up cheating with someone else every day at work. And if they’re okay with that they’d want you to get them great deals. I just needed a break from all of that. I thought if I did, I’d be able to find not only myself but a partner.”
“Was there ever anything you liked about working there?” I asked genuinely curious.
Kate smiled, “When I helped you clean up after your first time there. You have a gorgeous body. And it was really nice talking to you.”
Michelle pulled away from Kate. I’d never seen or heard her like this when she said, “You what? You’re the one that helped Chloe after her sessions? Why didn’t you tell me? Why didn’t either of you tell me?”
“Easy sis. It’s not a big deal. It’s not...” Kate was saying.
“Not a big deal? How could it not be? You knew I had liked her. You knew I wanted to be there involved in helping her clean up. I had always wanted to be her first,” she wasn’t yelling but it was apparent from her body language that she wanted to.
“My first? It was a bit late for that once my brother popped my cherry.” I said.
Michelle took a moment and calmed down, “I know. But that’s not what I meant. Not exactly. I was wanting to be your first experience with a woman.”
“You were my first experience with a woman. What does that have to do with Kate being there afterward?” I asked.