Me, The Father & The Son

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This wasn’t supposed to happen but it did. It was back in April 2020. I had gotten laid off from my job as a server. Even though I had just finished school with a degree in business, companies weren’t hiring. I lived off of the funds the government provided but I knew I had to do something fast because eventually, I’d have to start paying bills, and doing that without a job was going to be hard.

It was the end of November when I saw an ad asking for someone to housesit with an elderly woman. The job offered a place to stay, free food, and even provided a small sedan for transportation to help with gathering the woman’s prescriptions, taking her to appointments, and trips to the park or salon.

I sent my information in hopes to get an opportunity to interview. If I got the position, I’d put my stuff in storage and live at the house with the family. It would provide me with enough time to save money while looking for another job.

After a few days of waiting, I was called. The voice on the other end was a smooth sexy bass that sent a shock through my body, “Is this Ashanti Blair?”

“Yes. Yes, sir,” I said trying to gather myself and speak in my most professional tone.

“My name is Raymond Foss, I would like for you to come over today around 2:00 pm, are you available?”

“Sure,” I responded quickly. It wasn’t like I had anything going on other than watching Netflix and Amazon Prime.

“Great, I’ll see you then. Just bring proof of a negative Covid test, your id, and there’s no need to wear a mask.”

“Great. I’ll be over shortly.”

Once the call ended, I got myself together in a professional pair of gray slacks with a white button-down fitted shirt that made my breasts look plumper and juicer. I figured if this man looked as good as he sounded, I wanted to present myself as inviting as I possibly could.

It had been two years since my last relationship and I was hoping that this older distinguished gentleman was offering more than a job and a place to stay.

I got into my little beat-up Honda that needed new tires and a brake job and headed over to his home. He lived in Lutz which was a long way from my location in Riverview. Upon driving up to his estate that sat behind an 8-ft high fence I was in awe.

The place was already decorated for the holidays. It looked amazing. I could only imagine what it looked like at night with the lights all glowing with a myriad of festive colors. I drove through the opened fence along the bricked path and parked.

His house had a house. I mean, there was another house behind his house. I walked up the steps and landed on the porch. The door opened and there he stood peering into me with soft brown eyes, a scruffy beard, and mustache, and short gray hair with flecks of black. My center started throbbing.

He spoke with a smile, “Ashanti,” his smile was everything, “Come in,” he said as he stepped aside.

The shoes I wore struck against the hardwood floor, “I should remove my shoes,” I said as I stepped out of them.

He smiled, “How very considerate,” he responded.

I looked around at his house, it was like a palace, “You have a beautiful home.”

“Thanks for saying so. Did you bring the items?” he asked.

After he made copies of the items I brought, he gave me a tour of the home. Five bedrooms and seven bathrooms. He showed me the room where I would stay which had a full bathroom. I wasn’t expecting anything that nice.

He showed me the room where his mother lay resting in bed, “She sleeps after lunch until 4:00 pm, and then she watches her shows for a couple of hours. She’s really not too much trouble but I have to get back to work soon and can’t leave her here by herself.”

I nodded, “I understand.”

He had the prettiest peach-colored lips and his gaze was intense. The way a woman wants a man to look upon her as he held her. A gaze that showed complete attention and awareness. As he spoke, I couldn’t help but think of him standing in front of me, looking at me with those eyes as his fingertip danced across my gem.

“Ashanti?” he said firmly.

“Oh, yes.”

“Are you okay?”

“Yes, um, maybe a glass of water and your restroom again?”

He pointed to the closest one down the hall, “I’ll go grab you a glass of water.”

I stepped away. My center was flooding and I had to clean myself. In my haste to get to the bathroom, I collided with a force and froze. His body was chiseled like a Greek god. He wore only a bath towel covering his lower half.

His dark hair was still wet, “Hi.”

“Pardon my clumsiness, I’m Ashanti.”

“It’s quite all right. I suppose you’re here to help out with Nana?”

I nodded, “If your father decides to hire me, yes.”

He smiled, “I’ll be sure that he hires you.”

I blushed, “That’s sweet.”

“I’m Derrick.”

“It’s nice to meet you,” I responded.

He licked his lips, “Nice meeting you. I’ll see you around Ashanti.” As he walked away, I saw his firm tush under that towel. I shook my head. How was it possible that I went two years with nothing and now I was in a house with two attractive men that my center pulsated for?

When I made it to the kitchen, Mr. Foss handed me a glass of water, “So, Ashanti, you’re a beautiful young woman, are you involved?”

I shook my head.

He nodded, “The reason I ask is that you’ll be spending a lot of time here at the home. I have to protect my mother. I can’t have too many people around her. I like to reduce her exposure to gems and such.”

“I understand.”

“How soon can you start?”

I was shocked. My eyes almost popped out, “Um I can be moved in by the end of the month.”

“Great, I can have my son assist you with whatever you need,” he said pointing to Derrick who had arrived dressed in basketball shorts and a t-shirt.

He licked his lips and inside I was going crazy. Was I in a dream? I asked myself. I turned and looked at his father whose gaze covered me with a sweetness that melted my heart. My forehead was warm. I took a sip of water to calm my nerves.

Chapter 2 

Raymond was kind. He walked me to my car. He took one look at the tires, “There’s no way you’re driving home in that. I’ll be right back,” he said before turning to head back inside. Moments later, he returned with the keys to a Toyota Camry, “You can use this.”

“Are you sure?”

“Of course. It’s the car that you’ll be using to drive my mother to her appointments.”

I hugged him and stepped back, “Sorry.”

He smiled, “It’s fine. It’s been a while since I’ve received a genuine hug like that.”

“I’ll see you in a couple of days.”

He nodded, “Drive safely.”

As I drove off the property. I saw him and his son standing on the porch watching as I left. My center pulsated and throbbed. As soon as I got home, I went for a shower. As I stood under the cascading water, I imagined them there with me. Raymond was in the front kissing my mouth as Derrick showered kisses down my spine.

I touched myself. Fingertip on my hardened swollen clit rubbing back and forth, then two fingers, moving faster. I wanted them both badly. It was such a sin but my body craved them. I gasped and trembled. My hands held me up on the wall. I regained my composure.

That night before my eyes closed, I fantasized about them once more. After I climaxed, my phone sounded. I had a text message from Derrick, “I’ll see you tomorrow for breakfast, my treat.”

I responded, “Sure.”

The next morning, I met him at a spot near the school he attended. He was studying communications and playing sports. He congratulated me on getting the job and stated that his father was happy to have me helping out.

“And what about you,” I asked flirtatiously.

He blushed, “You already know I’m happy to have you helping out. I’ll get to see you every day and night.”

As we sat talking, I did receive a text from his father, “How is the car?”

“It’s running perfectly, thanks again.”

I looked up into Derrick’s eyes, and he smiled, “was that my father?”

“Yes. He was asking about the car.”

He nodded. After we ate, we went for a walk by the river, and later he had to go to class. I left and headed home to coordinate having what little furniture I had moved to the storage unit.


November 30th, I was in my little apartment with Derrick. All the furniture I owned had been placed into storage and my clothes were packed into his truck. I looked around at the place I had stayed for three years. It was done. Time to move on to other things.

Derrick stood behind me. So close, I could feel his breath on my skin. I turned to him with a smile, “Thanks for helping me.”

“You’re welcome,” he said as his hand touched the side of my face. Strong, warm, and inviting. I smiled as he eased closer and kissed my mouth, “Derrick, wait.”

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

I shrugged, “I don’t think we should.”

He licked his lips, “Sorry I just felt there was a connection.”

I nodded, “There is but.”


“I’d be lying if I didn’t say I wasn’t attracted to your father as well.”

He chuckled, “Seriously?”

I nodded. He moved even closer and our lips touched, “Well, we shall see whom you like more.”

I felt his hand slip into my shorts. I was already damp when he started fingering me. I held onto his neck enjoying the sensation as I cooed in his ear. I felt his cock bulging against his joggers. When my hand found him ready, I had to admire his piece of art. I wanted it inside of me.

He lifted me onto the counter and his cock pressed into my center, “Ahhhhh, fuck,” I moaned as his thrust began.

“You’re going to fall in love with me, Ashanti.”

I smiled. I knew at that moment; I was in love with his stroke game. It was everything. Our bodies were in sync every time he’d pull back, I’d tighten my walls on his shaft just before he’d push in. It was insane. I was cumming all over his dick.

He lifted me off the counter and held my ass bouncing me on his masterpiece. “I love it,” I said repeatedly.

“I love it too,” he admitted, “Can I cum in your pussy?” he asked sweetly.

Since I was on birth control I said, “Yes, cum inside my pussy baby.”

“Arggghhh, fuck,” he groaned as he filled me with his seed.

We both smiled at our naughty behavior.


I had successfully moved into the house. I was ready to start my duties house sitting. As I walked about the house, I ended up in the room right off of the foyer which had a black piano. I had taken lessons as a child and teenager and still loved playing. I had a keyboard in storage which was how I kept my skills sharp. I had planned to buy a piano when I finally moved into a house of my own.

My fingers danced across the keys playing Frederic Chopin’s Minute Waltz. The melody filled the room and brought my heart great joy. I paused and smiled. I heard his voice, “Keep playing.” I turned and saw him smiling, “Beautiful and talented.”

My fingers danced across the piano once more until I finished the piece. I stood and stepped by the side of the piano where he stood, “Thanks for being so generous,” I said to him.

There was that gaze. His thumb touched my bottom lip, “Are you attracted to me, Ashanti?”

I nodded.

“What would you like me to do?”

“Touch me.”

I had already showered and put on a short maxi dress. His hand glided up my thigh. He found my panties moist. His finger touched my gem. His gaze never left my eyes as he touched me. Tiny circles repeatedly until my swollen clitoris throbbed. I gasped and buried my face into his neck trembling.

He lifted my chin and I felt his tongue slip into my mouth, “You and I are going to have a lot of sweet moments. Would you like that?”

“Yes,” I replied.

He kissed my forehead, “I’ll come to see you later tonight after you’re settled.”


That night, I had dinner with them. I learned that Raymond had his own business. He was a developer and built shopping centers, malls, and business parks around the state. That his wife passed away five years prior from pancreatic cancer. She was Derrick’s mother.

Derrick was in college still. He was there on a basketball scholarship. He was a great player and had several teams interested in him.

Henrietta, the grandmother had early signs of dementia and some other health concerns. They really didn’t know how much time she had left with them.

After dinner, I helped her to her room and read to her for a while. When I was done, she smiled, “Thank you sugar.” Soon after, she went to sleep and I went to my room,

That night as I rested, I felt someone enter the bed. I was being taken from behind with kisses on my neck, “I missed you,” he said sweetly.

I knew it was Derrick. As his huge cock filled my center and we enjoyed a deep passionate kiss, my mind flashed to the moment with Raymond in the piano room. He was going to visit me but it was already late. Maybe he changed his mind, I thought.

Sweet moans filled the room as I enjoyed Derrick’s strokes. His hand cupped my left breast. “Are you in love yet?” he asked jokingly.

I smiled, “Almost.”

He eased on top of me and fucked me so good my body quaked. He was so close to filling my pussy when I heard a tap on the door, “I whispered, “It’s your dad.”

He quickly rolled off me and went to the right side of the bed on the floor. The door opened and Raymond walked in wearing a robe. He joined me in bed kissing my mouth sweetly. Slowly, he went between my legs and found me wet, “You’ve been waiting for me,” he said as he began to lick and suck.

There was something magical about the way Raymond licked me. He took his time. His tongue made traces along my labia and flicked my swollen clit as he fingered me to perfection. He caused me to gush. I pulled his hair and screamed.

He wiped his chin and pushed his way into my already throbbing center. I held him tightly as he worked his magic on me. He was slightly longer than his son and more girthy. He caused me to bite his neck and leave little marks. He was magnificent.

He looked down at me and said, “Are you enjoying yourself?”

“I am. I love it here. I never want to leave.”

He smiled, “Glad to hear.” He pushed deeper into my pussy. I moaned from the pit of my belly as I climaxed. He rolled to my left and waited for me to mount him. His hands cupped my breasts. He pulled me into him and suckled each nipple. Then his hands eased down to my ass and he unleased a series of thrusts that made us both cuss.

I felt him unload his seed into me. We were both panting and gasping. He kissed my mouth, “I’ll see you at breakfast,” he said as he left the bed.

I nodded and watched him leave. Minutes later, Derrick surfaced and joined me in bed. his cock was still throbbing. He had me roll onto my belly. He fucked me in prone. He kissed my shoulders and neck. I turned to look into his eyes. Our lips touched. Was this really happening? Was I really fucking the father and his son? I was.

Derrick filled my center with his cum. He rolled to my right side. We lay talking for a while until we fell asleep.