Yes Sir, I’ll do whatever you want Part 5; My boyfriends father

Chapter 6; I Seduced My Boyfriend’s Father.
How do you dress to seduce your boyfriend’s father? I thought to myself while getting ready that morning in my new fancy apartment Gene furnished for me in celebration of my decision to “stay on”. What was I thinking? Well, I was doing two of my favorite things in the whole world, making an obscene amount of money, much more than I was promised, and fucking obscenely! I was definitely becoming a hardcore slut. He was pimping me out practically.
I set up all the video equipment and everything was ready. Gene was watching one of the video feeds upstairs. We made the office extra cold so I would look, uh, perky. It worked. My body was all goose-bumpy and making my tits stood proudly at attention. I still wasn’t sure how I was going to make the bastard weak with desire but I had some tricks up my sleeve. I tried to imagine I hated him.
I had always known that my boyfriend’s father was a pervert and liked younger women. I caught him staring at my ass a few times when we left family functions. His wife was fat and she didn’t seem to be feeling him anymore. He was decently attractive in that older business man sort of way. I bet he was a freak like his son, I giggled to myself daring to put my feet up on Mr. Lamar’s desk while I waited for my prey. The knock came.
“Come in!”I yelled nervously.
“Well, Hello.”He entered, carefully examining the atmosphere. I shifted my position slowly lifting my legs down from the desk, showing my flexibility. He noticed.
“Hello, How are you?”I answered sweetly.
“I haven’t seen your pretty face since last year.”He said smiling.
“I know! It’s been awhile” I answered affectionately. He looked very handsome as if he had tried to make himself look extra good today. I could smell the strong, musky cologne wafting through the room muting my light fragrance. Forty isn’t that old I started to think to myself and he kept himself in great shape. “Your looking handsome today.”
He seemed almost embarrassed as he smiled, shaking his head while I openly flirted with him.
“So I hear I’m supposed to help your big boss with some kind of unusual investment project? Some sort of life or death of your career situation where I’m supposed to make you look good by accepting it? Well, you know what Gina, I have always adored you for making my son so happy,” I practically burst out laughing thinking how I make his son so happy, his son was more of a freak than I was. I did enjoy fucking him into submission, often. He continued saying “and anything to help you, I would be more than willing to do.” This is going to be easier than I thought, I almost said.
I stood from my chair. “Your quite sure sir?” I said as if charming the snake right out of his pants. He stared at my perky tits forcing my nipples very visibly to the front of my blouse. An expression of confusion came over his face as I walked to the side of his chair. My shadow fell over his body as I reached over him seductively to handle the remote on Mr. Lamar’s desk.
“We want you to invest in a movie project. Its sort of a stretch for this office but it came out successfully and we think it’s worth your time. Sort of a…..documentary.”
“Oh…..”He said excitedly, not sure what to say or what I really meant.
I flicked on the T.V. where my loud sex sounds permeated the room. His mouth presently dropped as I cried out to be fucked mercilessly by Gene’s rock hard dick. Even though he was shocked he did not move his eyes from the screen. I watched as his cock grew unconsciously in his pants when I begged for my boss to give it to me anally. I let the sex tape run for a good five minutes and he didn’t flinch. The horny old man. He finally turned back to where I stood smirking, watching, laughingly, at his reaction.
After what seemed a lifetime, he slowly said, “Your quite the cock-tease Gina. I always knew why my son picked you out of all the other gorgeous girls he could be in relationships with but this…….well……..porn? Does he know?”He looked naively into my eyes. It occurred to me he never met Gene face to face and didn’t recognize my boss on the screen. His expression changed suddenly. “God, your eyes are beautiful Gina. What are they hazel? I don’t think you and I ever shared any time alone.”He stared into my face. I tried to ignore the lust in his eyes.
“So you think it shows promise?”Turning from him, I tried to hide the smile spreading across my face, reflecting on the plan. I was calculating how to seduce this man and complete his surrender.
“Well…..uh….”
“It seems to create a positive affect on you.”I motioned to the impressive bulge in his pants. He moved quickly to adjust his visible erection.
“What did you like about it?”
“Welll……uh………you’re a gorgeous woman Gina. I can’t really stop watching him…..uh…..make your…”he motioned comically to his chest wiggling his fingers.
“My breasts?”I offered.
“Um, yes…..the way he makes your body move is very…….well…….damn sexy.”
“You don’t have to be timid. I’m not embarrassed. You can say you enjoy watching that black dick fuck the shit out of me. You could also say you enjoy watching my naked body being manipulated and taken advantage of and that you also love that I seem to enjoy every minute of having my pussy beaten by his throbbing cock.” He looked surprised by my vulgar language but didn’t seem to want to argue the point. He reluctantly nodded saying a very soft, “yes.” He scanned my figure, stripping me of my clothes in his mind. He looked back at the television grinning, staring at my privates exposed crudely for my boss’s sexual pleasure. “Gina, are you……I mean……well did you invite me hear to watch this? Or do you really need an angel investor as your boss told my company over the phone.”
“What do you think?”
“I think if the first is true, your being a slut and if the latter is true I’m not interested.” He stood to my surprise and walked out. I let the breath I had been unconsciously holding out heavily, into the cold air of that silent office. All that seemed audible was the slamming of the hard wooden door. I felt my mind beginning to race imagining that Mr. Lamar was flying down office stairs ready to admonish me for my failure. I waited for him to burst into the office forcing me in some compromising position, forced again to do whatever he ordered for being a dumb bitch. I awaited my punishment feeling slightly ashamed, and than the door slowly creaked open.
“Oh Gina, you know I couldn’t let you get in trouble with your boss. Even though you appear to be a very naughty, young girl, I still care about your future.