Chapter 11

We sat in the parking lot outside of our family furniture store going over the plan again. The entire trip here I explained what I expected of her. She was still out of it but seemed to grasp the concept. The guys had been a little rough on her and she looked like hell. There wasn't much time to clean her up so I just wiped the excess cum from her body with Tim's mother's blanket and shoved the corner of the sheet into her pussy to squeegee some of it from her pussy.

"This is very important, Annabel, don't fuck it up, understand?" She nodded, still staring out of the windshield at the flashing OPEN sign as if watching something interesting on TV. "ANNABEL!" I shouted snapping my fingers in front of her face. "You know what to do, right?" Again she nodded, blinking her eyes for the first time in about two minutes.

"He owes me a lot of money and if he pays me, you won't have to worry about doing this any more so it's in your best interest to make sure this happens just the way I told you." She still seemed a bit lethargic and her droopy eyes appeared as if she was ready to fall asleep. "Are you paying attention?"

I hadn't had much exposure to heroin use but I did hear about someone using it going 'on the nod' as it makes them drowsy. I had the perfect solution.

"Here Annabel," I said pulling the small baggy of cocaine from my pocket. Tapping out a small pile on the center console I divided it into two small lines while she watched with curiosity. I didn't have a straw, but I knew a rolled up dollar bill would work just fine. Handing her the small, joint-sized straw I waited for her to snort it. The dumb bitch just sat there like a moron looking at the pair of lines.

"Go on, snort them."

"What?" she asked finally looking up at me.

"Put the straw into your nose and inhale hard while you move it along the line like a vacuum and then switch to the other nostril and do the same for the other line."

"Why?"

"What do you mean 'why'? Because I told you to do it and you belong to me so you do what I tell you, understand?"

"What is it?"

"Nose candy, now hurry we don't have a lot of time. It will make you feel better and wake your lazy-ass up. Now do it so I can get my money!" Holding my breath I watched as she leaned forward, placing the tip of the money straw against the first line. I wasn't sure if she would do it correctly as this was her first time, but surprisingly, she inhaled, sucking the first line into her nose.

Jerking her head back, her eyes flew open and her pupils suddenly widened like some portal on a sci-fi movie.

"It burns," she said rubbing her nose.

"That will go away. Do the other line," I instructed, placing my hand behind her neck to pull her face closer. Place the straw into the other nostril, she positioned it at the end and repeated the procedure until the entire line had disappeared. Either it wasn't such a shock this time or the effects numbed her reaction as she simply sat up and leaned her head against the seat, exhaling deeply.

"Whoa," she exclaimed with a giggle. "I feel, uh, funny."

"That's okay, Annabel, you're supposed to feel that way," I said noticing an immediate increase in her mobility and alertness. "Are you ready to get this over with?" She nodded. "You DO remember what you have to do, right?"

"You want me to, huh, have sex with your father."

"Yea, that's right. Do whatever you have to do to make him fuck you, but knowing my dad, that won't be difficult at all. He's such a horn-dog that he'll fuck just about anything with a pussy."

"You don't think that's kinda weird? You know, having sex with him and one day we might be related?"

"Only by marriage so don't worry. Once I get a few pictures of him fucking you, he'll have no choice but to pay me what he owes me and you won't have to worry about fucking strangers for money any more. Would you like that?"

"Like what?" she asked as she seemed to lose concentration in our conversation.

"Never mind. Just make yourself pretty so we can get this over with."

"Jake, I gotta clean up first. I still have some stuff inside of me."

"It's called cum, Annabel and don't worry about it, he'll never know. Besides cum makes a good lubricant." She still had a worried look on her face, but we needed to get his over with. It was already 6:30 and time was running out.

"Hey you two idiots!" I called out seeing my brothers tossing a football back and forth across the sales floor.

"Well lookie who's here, little Jakie-poo," Ronnie called out throwing the ball to my oldest brother.

"What's up dweeb?" Junior added throwing the ball my way, shotgun style. I deflected the wayward ball thrown just out of my reach.

"Watch it, you almost hit my girl!" I called out stepping aside to show them that I wasn't alone.

"WHOA!" Ronnie said giving a wolf whistle. "What a little fox," he added.

Junior made his way closer, taking Annabel's hand and kissing her wrist. "Hello little lady," he said smiling. "What's your name?"

"Back off, hound dog, you're as bad as dad!" I said pulling her hand away.

"Well, what do you expect? I am named after him," he said flashing his killer smile. I'd always been jealous of his teeth. Our parents spent a fortune on them, giving him the straightest teeth in the family.

"I'm Nelson, but my friends call me Junior. You can call me Junior," he added with a slight chuckle.

"I'm Annabel," she said smiling back, almost laughing as she spoke.

"Hi Annabel, I'm Ronnie," our middle brother chimed in stepping between Junior and Annabel. Even though he's three years older than me, he's about 50 pounds heavier and played football since grade school. Junior was the best looking and the tallest and I was the smartest. We all had our place.

"Speaking of Dad, where is he?"

"In the office, probably looking at porn again," Ronnie said not taking his eyes off of Annabel. He was a typical jock and usually allowed his little head to do most of his thinking. After the store is sold, god knows what he'll do for a job as he's not the sharpest tool in the shed.

"Come on Annabel, let's go meet dad," I said taking her hand."

"Hold on, where are you going so fast? The little lady might want to stay and talk to us for a while, isn't that so Annabel?" Junior asked.

"Some other time, we've got business to discuss with Dad first," I huffed. Junior had a bad track record of trying to steal away my girlfriends. He managed a few, but not many and Ronnie was usually hanging around like a bottom feeder hoping to get our scraps. He lacked pizzazz and couth, often trying to muscle his way into a date and usually coming up empty. As far as I knew, neither had a steady girlfriend.

"When you're ready for a real man, come look for me," Junior called out as we walked away. I simply shook my head. He hasn't changed a bit.

The office was in the back corner near the restrooms and had one wall of glass. The blinds and the door were closed so the surprise was in my favor. Softly I turned the knob and pushed the door open.

"Hi Dad," I shouted entering the room. He was sitting behind the desk with one hand on the keyboard and the other on his lap. He must have jumped a foot off out of his chair from fright. The look on his face was priceless. I think Ronnie was right, he was looking at internet porn.

"Jake!" he cried out quickly clicking something on the computer. "My god, what are you doing here?" he asked pushing his chair closer to the desk.

"We're on our way to St. Louis and I thought I'd drop by to introduce you to my girl."

"Your girl? I didn't know you had a girlfriend."

"Not really my girlfriend, just a friend who's a girl." His eyes roamed up and down her slender body.

The jean shorts were just tight enough to accentuate her ass and her pussy looked as if it was hungry as it was eating the front. The ruffled halter top exposed her midriff and shoulders, leaving little to the imagination. Dad's eyes were fixated on her crotch and half inch deep camel toe.

"What's your name Honey?" he asked briefly taking his eyes away from between her legs to look at her face.

"A ... Annabel," she whispered.

"Annabel? That's a pretty name, but what would you expect for such a pretty girl?" His eyes darted from her to me momentarily and I smiled watching as his bright blue eyes went up and down her body. "She's a little young, isn't she, Jake?" he asked still ogling her.

"Naw, she just looks young. It must be in her jeans. She's a freshman at SLU with me. That's where we met."

"College? My god she hardly looks fourteen!" he added with a smile. "Maybe even younger."

"Don't let her looks fool you, Dad. She's no innocent little junior high school girl."

"She's been around the block a few times, eh?" He asked with a toothy grin.

"Around the block?!?" I exclaimed. "Hell she paved the fucking street!" I added with a chuckle. She had no idea what I was talking about but smiled along with me. That seemed to perk dad up and he checked her out a little closer, focusing on the sweet little camel toe.

"What brings you here, Son?" Dad asked reaching for a cigarette. Lighting it he held out the pack toward us. "Smoke?" I bumped Annabel.

"Go get one," I suggested intrigued by the thought of my dad helping to corrupt his own daughter. If he only knew who she really was I'm sure that he wouldn't even think about offering her a cigarette. She had smoked a few joints before, but this was her first regular cigarette. Leaning over the desk, she held it in her mouth as he brought the lighter closer.

"You are very beautiful," he said watching as she stood straight, sucking hard to draw in the smoke.

"I came by to get my money, Dad," I said answering his question.

"Jake, we've already gone over this a hundred times. There IS no money! I wish you'd finally get that through your thick skull."

"I know you have a 401K and some of gramp's old coins in a safety deposit box and you probably have a saving account hidden from mom somewhere. You've got money, I know that, and I don't understand why you don't want to pay me what's due to me. You DID promise to pay for my education, remember?"

"Yea, I remember, but that was before the economy went into the crapper and the business went under. There IS no money, Jake. It's all gone every bit of it. I used whatever we had to keep the business afloat, hoping to ride this out, but it didn't work out that way."

"I know you're holding out so don't give me that shit, Dad."

"Jake, you know if I had it, I'd be more than happy to give it to you, but I just don't have it."

He seemed sincere, but my dad had a history of being a lying, cheating dog so I didn't put much credence in what he was saying. He just needed a little motivation and I was about to give it to him.

"Listen, Dad, I need to give some money to Eric for my share of the rent by 7:30 or he's giving my room to someone else. Is it okay if Annabel hangs out here for about an hour until I get back? She won't be much trouble; I just don't want her to have to make the boring trip to St. Louis."

His eyes widened as if I just called out the lottery numbers and he had the winning ticket. "I, um," he began, clearing his throat. "No, Son, its fine, if it's fine with her," he added looking back at her.

"She's cool with it, trust me. She's been sitting in the car for most of the day and I'm sure she'd like to take a break and maybe stretch for a while, isn't that right?" I asked nudging her. She mumbled some sort of agreement. "It won't take me long, maybe an hour or so."

"Take your time, son, I wouldn't want you to get a speeding ticket." I smiled.

"Sure, Dad, maybe you're right. I won't hurry but I should be back by eight."

"Eight is fine, Jake," he said grinning. I knew the store closed at eight and if he was home too much after that, mom would freak out and go ballistic, accusing him of screwing around again.

"Take good care of my dad," I said winking at her.

"Don't you worry, she's in good hands," he said grinning like the Cheshire cat. I knew what he had in mind, even if he wouldn't admit it.

Stepping outside I went around the corner to the side with near the restrooms and waited. Within a few seconds I heard the door shut and lock. Dad was making his move. The door was flanked by two large plate-glass windows, each with horizontal blinds, tightly closed. Unbeknownst to dear old dad, there is a small space between where the blinds met, allowing me to see into the office. Pressing my eye to the window looked in.

Dad had just sat on the old leather sofa and patted the seat next to him with a smile. Without hesitation, Annabel went and sat next to him, not even flinching as he put his right hand on her knee. She knew this was why she was here and went along with whatever he was saying, even giggling once as she said something funny and moved his hand up her leg about six inches. She didn't object and he took that as her approval, sliding it a little farther up as his left arm went to the back of the couch behind her head and eventually met up with her left shoulder.

As his right hand reached the frayed bottom of her shorts, his left thumb slipped inside the top of her elastic top. I'm not sure why but watching my dad seducing Annabel, his daughter, was a huge turn on for me and I had to adjust my swelling cock.

Shifting closer, he was not able to put his entire arm around her neck, pulling her closer as his hand disappeared down the front of her top. They were talking and laughing but I couldn't hear what was said. Slowly her hand floated from her lap to the front of his pants and rested on the bulge. This was going perfectly, just as I figured.

Dad's nose nuzzled against her neck, pushing her hair away as he softly kissed her from the shoulder to her jaw line. Both hands were working on her, one massaging her left breast while his middle finger on the other hand moved up and down along the pussy crevice between her legs. Surprisingly she parted her legs, allowing him better access.

"That's my little slut," I mumbled squeezing my now ragging erection.

Hardly five minutes of closing the door Dad had her halter top pulled down below her tits and was licking and sucking on her small budding orbs. I gasped as he completely sucked on and then the other into his mouth, slobber on both of them.

Unconcerned about anyone interrupting them, he was bold and quickly pulled the top over her head, tossing it to the side. He stood to remove his own shirt, throwing it on his office chair. His slacks and underwear soon followed, ending up on the floor a few feet away. It was weird watching my father striping but I didn't blink as he helped her stand and unbuttoned her shorts, struggling to pull the tight material down her slim legs and exposing her hairless pussy.

Both were naked and he hugged her, grinding his hard cock into her stomach as they kissed, him craning his neck to reach her lips. Their embrace didn't last long as he gently laid her back onto the couch before once again kissing her neck before moving on to each of her nipples. Working his way lower, he kissed the shallow passage leading to her navel and spent about two minutes tonguing the hole before moving lower.

Repositioning himself on the floor, he made his way between her legs, kissing and licking the creamy slit between her legs. I cringed knowing what was about to happen. Placing his entire mouth over her crack, he began slurping, kissing and tonguing the fissure, getting his tongue into her as far as he could.

I swallowed hard, scrunching my nose. She's had about thirty loads of cum pumped into her pussy today and didn't really clean any of it up. I could only imagine what it tasted like but strangely, Dad didn't seem to mind. In fact he as tearing into it like Sushi, acting as if it was the best pussy he'd ever eaten.

Whether it is was her age, her beauty or her sloppy, used pussy that got him turned on I'll never know but he ate her out for almost ten full minutes before he finally came up for air. She had been wiggling her hips like a slithering snake for most of the time and even dug her fingers into his hair a few times. She was being a true slut, just the way I wanted her to.

Pulling his head away I smiled at how wet his face was. It looked like he had applied some cum shaving cream and was about to get a razor. I didn't know if he knew it was cum or if he thought she just had a very wet pussy, but I guess it doesn't really matter. Kissing his way back up her body, they locked lips, French kissing like teenagers on a first date.

I watched with fascination as he moved onto the couch with her, not breaking their embrace and positioned himself between her legs. He was too tall to keep kissing her and fuck her at the same time, so he slowly shifted his body. I watched the best I could as he rubbed the tip of his cock along her crack. I held my breath for the longest time until he finally penetrated her for the first time.

"HOLY SHIT HE'S DOING IT!" I babbled amazed at how easily he was seduced. Once a dog, always a dog.

For a man in his late fifties he sure could fuck. Every part of his body seemed to be in the act as he caressed, sucked, stroked and fucked her every which way but loose. Even as many times as she'd been fucked today, she was still getting into it, and after a few minutes, began fucking him back, throwing her hips up and down to match his strokes. Was that the coke doing that or did he bring something out of her?

Hearing her moaning was a surprise as the office is usually pretty sound proof but there it was, as clear as watching a cheesy porno on a hotel premium channel. Toward the end her back arched and she fisted the cushions beneath her in a death grip as he continuously pummeled her womb. She was grunting so loud that I was surprised my brothers didn't come to find out what was going on.

She did it. She orgasmed on my father's cock. Her father's cock. I stared through the small gap in disbelief as Dad's strokes began to slow and I could hear him also grunting. He was busting a nut inside of her! Damn this is too good! It was time to spring the trap.

Reaching above the door I got the key he had hidden there years ago. When I was young I'd play hid and seek in the office and usually locked the door to keep anyone from finding me. After five or six times of being locked out of the office, Dad stashed a key above the frame. Now it was my turn to use the key.

Quietly I opened the door, and smiled as the lovers embraced as if on their honeymoon. How quaint. Annabel's legs were spread wide allowing him more room to thrust into her and her arms were wrapped around his barrel-shaped chest. Dad had collapsed on top of her, panting and sweating like crazy as he struggled to catch his breath.

"That was some workout," I said snapping the first of many pictures on my Iphone.

Surprised, Dad raised his head and turned toward me. "Smile for the camera," I said taking two more pictures.

"JAKE!" He shouted quickly pulling himself off of her. I hit record and began videotaping his awkward moment. "It's not what you think!!" he said reaching for his pants.

I chuckled. "Not what I think? What is it you think I think it is? Do you think I think I just caught you fucking some trashy slut in your office? Is that what you think I think?"

"Jake, please, don't tell your mother."

"Dad I already knew that mom gave you an ultimatum last time she found out about your fucking around. I believe her exact words were 'if you do it again, I'm divorcing you!' Is that about right? I may have mixed the words up, but I think the sentiment is the same."

"Jake, it wasn't my fault, she seduced me!"

"Do you really think mom will care about that? What she may care about is that Annabel is underage and you could do some serious jail time in addition to having mom divorce you."

"UNDERAGE? She can't be, she's in college!"

"Oh yea, about that, I may have overestimated her age a little. She's actually only thirteen-years-old."

"WHAT?!?! You can't be serious!"

"Afraid I am, Dad," I said stopping the recording. "Annabel, go entertain my brothers," I said looking at her just lying there like a dumb whore. She stood and reached for her clothes. "Don't bother; they'll only take them off again." She understood what I wanted and left the room, dripping our dad's cum on the floor as she walked.

"Now, let's talk business."

"Jake I already told you I don't have any money. We're flat broke and having to file bankruptcy."

"Fair enough. Let's say for now that I believe you," I said sitting in one of the twin chairs in front of his desk. He was still sweating from his very intense workout and simply collapsed into his office chair. "How did her pussy taste?"

"What!?! Why are you asking that?"

"I'm just curious. How did it taste?"

"Alright, I guess. A little salty and sorta bitter but I've tasted worse. Why do you want to know that?"

"Why do you think it was salty?"

"She was probably sweating down there. It happens a lot in the summer you know."

"Yea, I know but I think it may have been the thirty or so loads of cum that was pumped into her pussy today. She hasn't really had a chance to douche or anything so you just sucked out the cum of over fifteen different guys!" His face turned a shade of sea form green.

"Please tell me you're kidding."

"Nope, not at all. She's like the Energizer bunny, keeps going and going and going," I said smirking. He went to the water cooler and gulped down three cups of water in rapid succession. I got the biggest kick out of seeing him freaking out over that. Dumb ass. That will teach him not to go sucking on just any whore's cunt.

"Sit down, Dad, we need to talk. I need some information."

"Information? What sort of information?" He asked taking his seat.

"I want you to tell me about Linda."

"Who? I don't know any Lindas."

"Yes you do. Let me refresh your memory. About fourteen years ago you were still selling vacuum cleaners and your car broke down on a deserted road at night. You walked in the rain to a farm house to use the phone." His face lit up as he remembered the encounter. "I see you remember now."

"What is it you want, Jake?"

"I want to know all about Linda."

"What do you want to know?"

"Well the big question is what did you to with her? I mean you brought her from the country to live somewhere and you didn't bring her home. I think I would have noticed an eighteen-year-old slut living in our house. Where did she stay?"

"I got her an apartment near the office."

"What office?"

"Electrolux. It was a good cover for me to visit her whenever I wanted to. I had to report to the office everyday and I always went by to see her. Sometimes I even spent the night. She was a wild one, I tell you," he said with a smile. "Her parents wanted her to marry some local yahoo but she didn't want to. She wanted to be free and travel the world and I agreed to take her with me."

"She didn't travel very far."

"I know, I kept telling her I'd take her places to do things together, but I never got around to it. Then she got pregnant and everything changed."

"What do you mean?"

"She actually thought I'd divorce my wife and marry her since she was pregnant with my kid. Can you believe how stupid that sounds?"

"Yea, sounds pretty stupid to me. So what happened?"

"By this time I was getting pretty tired of her. All the nagging and complaining and demands. She was calling the office all the time looking for me and I just knew it would be a matter of time before she got my home number and called there. I was about to get rid of her when I had an idea on how she could help me. I had been working on a really big account, trying to close the deal to sell some major vacuums to the largest commercial cleaning company in the Northeast. I had met with the owner several times and he was haggling over the price, threatening to go elsewhere if I didn't agree to his terms."

"So what did you do?"

"I invited him to dinner with me and Linda and made it clear to her that if she helped me get this contract, I'd give her what she wanted. She was more than happy to agree. During dinner I made up some lame excuse to leave and asked Mr. Holder to take her home for me once they were finished with dinner. Of course she invited him in and the rest his history."

"You mean he fucked her."

"Let's just say I got the contract," he said smiling. "And the best part was she agreed to do it again with another big account. I just kept dangling that carrot in front of her and she kept spreading her legs for whomever I told her to."

"So you pimped her out?"

"I don't look at it like that. It was a business deal. She helped me and I helped her."

"Exactly how did you help her? I mean she was screwing these guys hoping that you'd marry her and spend your life with her and maybe travel and see the world. All she got was a pussy full of cum."

"Jake you make it sound bad." I didn't push the subject because I was basically doing the same thing to Annabel.

"Whatever happened to her?"

"When she really started showing it was harder for me to pass her on to clients and I no longer wanted to support her. I mean the apartment, the bills, clothes, food, and transportation. She was costing me a fortune. I talked to her about returning to the farm and she was adamant that she didn't want to go back there. That same week I learned that our top salesman was retiring and his route was coming available. I wanted that route. I had been stuck on the worst route since I started working there and it was time for a change. There were a few guys there who were more senior than me and I knew one of them would get it first. I decided to invite my boss to dinner with me and Linda."

"You mean you pimped her out again."

"It was only going to be one time to seal the deal, you know to get my foot in the door but he wasn't satisfied with a one night stand. I didn't care who she screwed as long as she stopped bothering me."

"So your boss began paying her bills so he could bang her anytime he wanted?"

"No, I was still taking care of them so I decided to spread the cost and talked to a couple of the other salesmen about helping out, you know pay her bills and have some fun with her."

"I see. You made her a prostitute."

"NO I DID NOT! She didn't have a problem sleeping with those men and I didn't get any money out of it."

"You got paid commission from the vacuums you sold, didn't you?" He nodded. "You got a better route by allowing your boss to fuck her, right? That meant more money and the other guys paid your share of the bills which meant you had more money in your pocket because of it."

"Jake, I didn't prostitute her."

"Whatever, Dad, but whatever happened to her?"

"After a couple of months the guys came to me to do something with her. She was about to have the kid and they didn't want anything more to do with her."

"What did you do?"

"I told her I was taking her back to the farm to have the baby and that I'd come back for her."

"But you never did."

"Of course not, she was a major pain in the ass and I was glad to get rid of her."

"Can I tell you something about that pain-in-the-ass?"

"What?"

"That wasn't' the first time you visited that farm on that rainy night. You were there about nineteen years prior to that."

"What do you mean?"

"You sold the woman of the house a vacuum cleaner even though she had all hard wood floors. She said you were very persistent."

"I had to be. If I didn't sell, I didn't make money. That's just a fact of life."

"You also fucked her. While her husband was out plowing the fields you were in his bed plowing his wife."

"Jake you've got to remember my territory was mostly in Southeast Missouri, Western Kentucky and Northwest Tennessee. It's almost all rural and farms out there so I had to do what I had to do to make a sell. Besides most of those women out there are lonely and were willing to lose their panties at the drop of a hat. Hell, I wouldn't be surprised to learn that I've got a couple of kids running around that I don't know about." I had a laugh to his last statement.

"You don't know how true that is, Dad. You see when you fucked the farmer's wife, you got her pregnant."

"I doubt that. It only happened once."

"That's all it takes."

"It was probably her husband's."

"Nope, he's sterile. Couldn't get octomom pregnant if he tried."

"What are you saying, Jake?"

"Linda was your daughter, IS your daughter." The blood in his face seemed to just drain away and he stared at me with a shocked expression.

"Is this some sort of sick joke because if it is, it's not funny."

"Nope, I'm dead serious. You prostituted out your own daughter, got her pregnant and then just dumped her off like yesterday's trash." He remained silent for about three minutes before he spoke.