The Love Of Money - S01 E239

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The Love Of Money - S01 E239

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 239

"No, sir," Erin said.

"Hm. I'm not sure. Let me get through this meeting, and we can discuss it this evening."

"Good deal," Erin said. "If you want, we could go closer to the end of the week and spend the weekend there. The house has a pool with a lovely mountain view, and I can think of several ways to spend our time." The look she gave me as she sipped her coffee was borderline predatory, and I could feel my libido responding. I had to admit another attempt at a vacation might not be unwarranted. The last one had been interrupted.

"Okay..." Emily said, "Sitting right here."

"What? You want to come?" asked.

"That's not what I meant, but a weekend in the Catskills? Hell yeah!"

My phone vibrated once, and I picked it up to see a text from Danni -Hey, Marcus! Good luck today! Missing you!

As I read it, another text came through an image of Danielle lying on her bed in a dark blue robe. The belt was untied, and the sides of the robe pooled around her, leaving her entire body on display. Her modest breasts lay flat against her chest, and her pink nipples stood out proudly against her pale skin. Her pubes had been trimmed into a thin landing strip, a small patch of coal-black hair that contrasted beautifully against the ivory backdrop.

Her makeup had already been applied-dark eyeshadow and eyeliner that ended in a cat's eye style. Her lashes were long and dark.

Her hair was splayed like a dark halo, and an arm was tucked behind her head. She looked to her left, but her eyes were focused on the camera, and a closed-lipped, mysterious graced her face. It looked like an NSFW pin-up. Fuck, she was gorgeous.

"What?" Erin asked, noticing the way was staring at my phone.

"Here you go." I passed my phone to Erin.

"Holy shit!" She said, her mouth hanging open.

"What is it?" Chloe asked, and Erin passed the phone to her.

Sitting next to Erin and on the other side of the table opposite Chloe, Emily craned her neck to get a peek, and her eyes widened.

"Damn," Chloe said, sliding my phone back to me. "That's a fine- looking woman."

For Chloe to say something that brazen among three other people would have been the equivalent of an entire group of construction workers cat-calling a woman who passed by. For her, that was one hell of a statement.

"You should bring her with us to the Catskills. The three of us could really tear it up. If we could get Helen to come, then we could recreate that first day in the apartment." Erin said, biting her lip as she gazed at me. Her meaning couldn't have been any clearer if she held up a sign proclaiming the desire to have an orgy at my vacation home.

"Ugh... hll Right here," Emily said, raising her hand.

"Oh, don't be such a prude," Erin said as she started packing away her laptop and planner.

"Do you have any siblings?" Emily asked.

"Nope." She stood up. "I was an only child and liked it that way."

"Then you wouldn't get it"

"I wouldn't." Erin agreed, "and I'm probably the better for it."

"You can't tell me that if you had a brother, you wouldn't be grossed out by the idea of him having sex?"

"Grossed out? Definitely not," Erin said. "That doesn't mean I would jump in bed with him, though. Now, if he was a hot stepbrother with a beautiful cock and a massive bank account?" Erin threw back the last of her coffee and plopped the cup down hard enough to punctuate the following sentence. "You'd have to peel me off him."

"Oh god!" Emily said and busied herself with eating her breakfast.

"Here's what think you're grossed out because society's told you that's how you're supposed to feel. We're all sexual beings. Your stepbrother is hot. You're hot."

The look of horror on Emily's face was priceless, and even I could feel my face heating a little. Erin was right, but it didn't change the fact that it was weird. Especially considering the Natashya situation.

"What?" Erin said. "I'm not saying you should sleep with him. I'm just saying that it's not surprising that he's getting a lot of tail. You live here now. You should get used to it. Your brother fucks."

"Are you sharming me for being a little grossed out over my brother having sex?"

"No. I'm shaming you for not admitting you think it's hot." Erin turned to me and said, "I need to get ready. Meet you at the chopper?"

My amusement at the exchange between my sister and assistant outweighed my embarrassment, so I chuckled at Erin and sald, "Sounds good."

Erin glanced at Emily, who was taking another bite of her food, and reached for the hem of her black skirt and hiked it up, demonstrating that she wasn't wearing any underwear. I was blessed with an eyeful of clean-shaven pussy. At the same time, she gave me a wide, toothy smile and ran the tip of her tongue over her incisors before snapping them at me playfully. Then she dropped her skirt, slipped her bag over her shoulder, and left, "See you later, Emily!"

I glanced at Chloe, who had seen the whole thing. She arched an eyebrow and said, "Somebody's feeling playful."

"Who? Erin?" Emily asked cluelessly, "I know... she came at me pretty hard for just saying 'ugh.

"I think she has a point," said, sipping my coffee. "It's a little hypocritical to be freaked out about hearing too much about your brother's sex life when you got it on with one of the people he's banging. Especially when that brother walked in on it and got an eye-full."

She paused mid-chew and looked up at me, her silver eyes filled with concern.

"Relax," I said. "I'm just messing with you... and maybe suggesting that hearing about one another's sex life on occasion isn't that big of a deal.. especially since we live in the same house now."

"Okay.. that's fair," she said, slightly abashed. I suspected she was still having mixed feelings about whatever was going on between her and Natashya.