Jessica had gone into work early; she had to prepare for a big presentation this afternoon to an important client. They were then going to a restaurant in town with the client. Jess was leaving her car in the office car park and would be coming back by Uber. I said that I would take her into work in the morning.

I sat in front of the laptop; I had some complex spreadsheets I needed to work on, and then I had an afternoon of Zoom meetings. The front doorbell rang, and as I tutted and got up to answer it, it opened.

“Only me,” Sarah, my stepmother, said. “Are you busy, Jason?”

“I have got a load of work to do in prep for meetings this afternoon.”

“Oh, that is a shame.”

Sarah had come round last week whilst Jess was away, and we had ended up in bed. I had shagged her three times, even shagging her arse, which she said she had never done before. She had several orgasms and had left in a bit of a daze. I had wondered if she shagged Dad that night. I kind of doubted it; she had seemed out of it when she left.

“Why is that a shame, Sarah?”

“Well, you know, after the other week, I had wondered if there was a possibility of a top-up, a reminder, or a sort of keep-me-going.”

“Sarah, as pleasant as that would be, I really have got a full day of work ahead of me, seriously.”

“And then Jessica will be home. Boo.”

“Well, as it happens, she is working this evening and won’t be home until late. I shall be shattered and am planning an early night.”

“Boo hoo, Jason, boo hoo.”

“Why don’t you go home and shag my dad’s brains out? You did say once that you intended to shag him so much that he would be too tired to even think about an affair, you know, like the one he had with you.”

An affair with her that ended things between Mum and Dad, a thought that I wisely kept to myself.

“I might; your loss.”

“Sarah, seriously, I am too busy. I work from home; just because I am home doesn’t mean I am available. I am really very busy. Now, if you don’t mind.”

She stuck her tongue out and left, the door clattering as she pulled it too behind her. I was distracted; Sarah had terrible timing. I went into the kitchen and dialled up the espresso machine; hopefully a strong coffee would help me get focused again.

The morning dragged on; the spreadsheet crossed many panes and even drew in some data from other files on the server. Too many of the variables had similar names, and it took all my concentration to ensure no mistakes. The afternoon arrived after a quick cheese sandwich, and I was onto my Zoom meetings.

Finally the day was done. I grabbed a beer from the fridge and sat on the sofa. That had been an intense and long day; I would probably have an early night. My phone trilled; it was Jess Face Timing me.

“Hello, baby,” I said. “How is it going?”

Her face was all smiles as she looked back at me. “It has gone brilliantly. The client has signed on, so now we are just waiting for the taxis, and we are going to go and eat.”

“Oh, well done,” I said. “That is fantastic news. I shall miss you this evening.”

“God, me too. I am so buzzing; I think I want to jump your bones.”

“Oh baby, skip the meal and come home, and I will ream you.”

“I wish I could; I just want your dick in my fanny, but I must do the thing with the client. Are you busy tomorrow? I could stay home, and we can spend the day in bed.”