by Tyler, Nella
I reached over and grabbed the wheel just as she totally let go of it and thrust her arm back far enough to grab the file she had been trying to reach.
“Shit, Rebecca. For someone who doesn’t like to do illegal things you drive like a fucking lunatic.”
“I like to drive fast,” she said simply. “Look in there. I found lots of good information for you.”
The file was thick, maybe sixty to seventy sheets of paper. I flipped through it quickly but had no idea what I was supposed to be looking for, so I went page by page and read through some of the information.
I must have looked like I didn’t understand anything that I read, because Rebecca quickly chimed in to explain her findings to me.
“On the surface that company is perfect. In the public records I couldn’t find a single number out of place. That in itself is a huge red flag. But as I delved deeper I could tell there was something really sinister going on with their books. I’m not exactly sure what it is, though, but certainly a neon red stop sign for me.”
“So what do you think it is? I mean if you had to guess?”
“I’m not sure. They seem to have plenty of sales so I don’t think their numbers are inflated. I just don’t know where to look yet. It will need someone on the inside to really get you what you want. There was one other thing though.”
Rebecca grimaced as she glanced over at me.
“What?”
“That little red head that runs it. She’s into some really dirty stuff in her past. I don’t exactly know how she has kept this company afloat for as long as she has. Her last company went bankrupt and two of her employees were charged with money laundering.”
“Wow, really? She doesn’t seem the type.”
My mind spun with the idea that Alicia might be fully knowledgeable about the wrong doings in her company. Up until that very moment, I had thought that people who worked for her had swindled her good nature and were scamming her. But if she was part of another bad company, the chances were very high that she knew very well what was going on in her company now.
“Did Alicia go to jail?” I asked.
I saw a look in Rebecca’s eyes when I used Alicia’s first name. She knew there was more to it, but she didn’t push it. She just smiled at me and raised her eyebrow.
“No, she came off squeaky clean, which makes me think she was probably the dirtiest one of the group. Not likely that she could have been the owner of the company and not had a clue about money laundering that bankrupted her organization.”
“Not likely, but possible.”
“Oh come on, Evan. Don’t be a jerk. Just because she’s a cute little redhead doesn’t mean she can’t swindle people out of their money.”
It did certainly look like she would have known what was going on, but since I didn’t know that much about the previous company I didn’t want to hold that against Alicia just yet.
“Did you find out anything else about the company?”
Rebecca seemed caught up in her race car driving and ignored me for a moment as she sped onto the interstate. I held onto the door for my life as she took the corner going well over 60mph.
“Oh yea, there’s a guy named Bill Yobi, he’s bad news also.”
My ears perked up right away when I heard the name. That dude had looked like bad news from the moment I first laid eyes on him. It was reassuring to know that someone else thought he was just as bad as I did. It was more than just the way he looked. There was something about the way he held onto Alicia that reeked of evil.
“Yeah, I saw him there the other day at closing bell. What do you know about him?”
“Well first of all, he is the only Finance VP I’ve ever seen who doesn’t have an MBA in finance or accounting. His degree is in communications. Which doesn’t seem that bad until you think about it. Why wouldn’t he be in charge of their marketing department then instead of finance?”
“That’s odd for sure. But nothing to warrant him being bad news.”
“Yeah, so I dug into him a bit. He worked with her at the first company and also avoided the money laundering charges. He was arrested originally, but then let go. Nothing about his life matches up. I couldn’t find information about where he went to high school. I couldn’t find anything about his family. Something is off with that dude for sure.”
We sat in silence as Rebecca drove and I pondered the information she had just given me.
Alicia didn’t strike me as the type of person who would purposely swindle anyone out of money. She was either really good at what she did or totally unaware of what was going on.
I found both scenarios to be very hard to believe. She was a bright woman; I couldn’t see her running a company and not knowing what was going on there. On the other hand, I certainly didn’t peg her as the type of person who would go around stealing money from people.
The car ride was soothing, much better once we got away from the traffic and onto the highway. I had expected the drive to take six hours, but apparently Rebecca’s mock four driving skills had gotten us there in a much shorter time.
We pulled up to her family’s Virginia estate and I instantly flashed to ever corny movie I had seen. It was a picturesque place to live and I started to feel a little nervous about having to meet them all.
In the last several years, I hadn’t actually met a woman’s family. It was purposeful on my part, but still; I was out of practice.
“Any last minute questions before we go in?” Rebecca asked.
“Yes, do they know we’re sleeping together?” I said with a smile.
“Oh my got. Evan. Do not talk about sex at all. They are super churchy and yes they will assume that we are sleeping together but please don’t bring it up.”
I grabbed our bags out of the car and followed Rebecca up the long walk and to her front door.
We had barely made it to the door before her two brothers were standing there and staring at me like they were about to take me down.
“Who’s this?” the taller one said.
“He looks like an ass,” the shorter one added.
“Ken and Kermit, this is my boyfriend, Evan.”
“Boyfriend?” the taller one said as he shook my hand. “I’m Ken. Nice to meet you, I guess.”
“Mom, Becca brought a boy home!” Kermit yelled as he went back into the house.
It was going to be one hell of a weekend, I took a couple deep breaths before we headed inside.
Chapter 12
There house was huge. More like an estate, if I had to describe it. The main floor stretched out over at least 4,000 square feet and there was an upstairs and basement from what I could see. It was a nice place, sort of a dream estate. I wondered what her parents did for work that had gotten them such a lovely home.
Rebecca grabbed the bags out of my hands and left them by the front door. She held onto my hand and we walked into the kitchen where her mother and father were cooking. Kermit and Ken had also made their way to the kitchen by that time.
“Mom, Dad, this is Evan. He’s going to hang out with us this weekend, if that’s alright.”
I could see the shock in her parents eyes, but at the same time they tried not to offend me or Rebecca. They seemed happy that she had brought someone home with her, but it probably would have been better if she had actually gave them a heads up.
“It’s nice to meet you.” I said as I reached my hand out to shake her father’s hand and then her mothers. “I’m sorry if we sprung this on you. I wasn’t sure if I would be able to come and my schedule just cleared up at the last minute.”
They both smiled and seemed much more at ease.
“No problem. We’re happy you’re here Evan.”
Rebecca’s was a spitting image of her mother, except her mother looked like she had been through some serious hell with her cancer fight. Her hair was growing back though and she seemed happy. So hopefully things were going well. I hadn’t remembered to ask Rebecca for an update on the whole cancer
thing before we had gotten to the house.
“Mr…. Rebecca’s father. This is a lovely home.”
Shit!
I totally didn’t know Rebecca’s last name. I looked like a total idiot and I hoped that I could charm my way out of it.
“What do you do for a living, if you don’t mind me asking?”
“I was a stock broker for twenty-five years. Had to retire last year after my heart attack. I had a good run though.”
He put his arms up in the air and I looked around at the kitchen and the rest of the house. He certainly had done good for himself. I wouldn’t have pegged him as a stock broker at all. He looked more like a salesman type of guy to me.
“I work in the market with Rebecca,” I added as I tried to do a little male bonding with the man.
He did seem a little impressed that I was a broker, but quickly started in on the benefits of a well balanced life when you worked in such a stressful field.
“Do you workout? Exercise regularly? Looks like you eat healthy,” he said as we walked into the study area.
“Yes, sir, I try to take care of myself.”
“That’s good. I never spend time taking care of myself and now look where it got me. I can hardly walk to another room without getting winded.”
I totally felt like I understood where Rebecca’s father was coming from. I lied about taking care of myself and I knew it. Yes I worked out, but I definitely did not have a balance lifestyle. My life consisted of work, gym, and sex. There wasn’t much time for relaxing.
I sat with her father and we bullshit about the market changes and all the newest trading strategies. He certainly wasn’t a fan of the at home traders.
“It’s just rich kids who are playing with daddy’s money. None of them really know what they are doing.”
I had to agree with him. Yes there were people who had been able to make a living by trading at home. But there were thousands more who went bankrupt in the process. The market was a volatile place and certainly not a place for a newbie to be learning the ropes.
When my friends asked me about trading from home I always advised them to get a mock account first and see how they did. If they made money after six months, then they could start trading live.
Typically people got tired after a month and realized stock trading wasn’t really for them. It wasn’t nearly as exciting as people thought it was. I never could figure out why people thought sitting in front of their home computer and watching numbers on a monitor was an exciting life.
The only reason stock trading was exciting for me was the stock market floor. That was where I first got my adrenaline rush. That was where I realized what a high trading could be. I just couldn’t imagine anyone getting that sort of high sitting in their living room. It just wasn’t physically possible.
“Dinner’s ready,” Rebecca said as she came to the doorway.
“Thanks, babe,” I said as I pulled her toward me and kissed her.
I knew it was going to make her uncomfortable in front of her father. But I also knew how to play a part and there was no way a cocky stock broker type like myself wouldn’t be kissing his woman in front of her family.
Rebecca blushed as we walked out of the room and toward the dining room for dinner.
“Evan, what are you doing?” Rebecca whispered.
“I’m your boyfriend. I get those boyfriend privileges, don’t I?”
Rebecca turned bright red as we made our way to our spots at the table. I loved it. She was a really sweet girl and it felt good to be a nice guy for a change. I liked flirting. Quite frankly I loved flirting. It didn’t always have to end up with sex; just the act of making a woman blush with my comments was fun for me.
Dinner was delicious and I thought we did a pretty damn good job of making everyone believe we were a couple. We laughed and told a couple secrets. I grabbed her thigh and she pressed me away. Her brother’s continued to look at me like I had ruined their whole night; it was just like I imagined any family meeting would go.
When dinner was over we excused ourselves and made our way up to her room. It was obvious this wasn’t a room that she had grown up in. It was designed more like a guest bedroom. Likely her parents hadn’t moved to Virginia until after her father gave up being a stock broker, but I really wasn’t sure. It was totally possible to be a stock broker and not live in New York, although I didn’t see why anyone would do that.
“I’m going to fuck you so hard your parents can feel it,” I whispered as we went into the room.
“Oh no, no. We aren’t doing that. I don’t need that to be part of the deal I just needed you to come and put on a good show. You did excellent. We can just go to bed.”
“What? No, I thought part of the deal was I got to fuck you. I’m leaving.”
I pretended to leave but just grabbed the doorknob and waited for her to stop me.
“Evan, seriously. We don’t need to screw.”
“Um, what is this ‘we’ you keep referring to? I need you.”
I grabbed her and pulled her toward me. Her huge breasts pressed up against me. My cock got hard at the promise that I could slide between them soon.
“Evan, really?” Rebecca continued to protest.
I knew it was only a matter of time before she gave in though. I grabbed her hand and placed it on my rock hard cock.
“Um, really.”
She smiled as she felt how excited I was for her. There was no faking a hard on like that. My cock pulsed with desire for her like I couldn’t control. I needed to have my cock thrusting between those huge titties. There was no way I was going to miss out on that opportunity.
I leaned down and pulled her breasts out of her top and watched as they bounced out of her shirt. Slowly I pressed her back toward the bed and turned myself around to sit on the bed. It was the perfect position. My face was smack dab in the middle of heaven.
I grabbed a hold of both her tits and pressed them firmly together. With my mouth I was able to pull both of her nipples in and suck on them at the same time. Only with size F breasts was this even a possibility.
It fascinated me how many men weren’t willing to play with a larger woman. They were delightful. I loved the variety of women. None of them were the same and they all had something wonderful to offer. Rebecca was a sweet girl who just happened to have tits that I could fuck. It was perfect.
We continued to play for a little bit as we both got undressed and made out way under the covers. I remembered that she didn’t like to be exposed and I was more than happy to oblige anything she needed to feel more comfortable. After we got under the covers, I went to town eating her pussy up.
She moaned with delight and I had to hear more. I slide two fingers inside of her as I sucked hard onto her clit.
The moans got more intense and I still needed more.
I slid a third finger into her and really started to work them. Soon I could feel her body as she tensed up and came hard on my tongue.
“That’s it baby. Come for me.” I whispered as I moved up and straddled her stomach.
She knew what I wanted before I even got into position. Rebecca grabbed her breasts and pressed them together as my meaty member slid between her mounds.
Oh the heaven of having those big, beautiful tits wrapped around me. I could hardly handle it. I thrust hard against her and tried to touch her tongue as she held it out for me. Thrust after thrust I got a little close to shooting off my load.
“On your tits or in your mouth?” I asked as I continued to thrust.
“My tits.”
I was happy to oblige. My cock dripped with precum and lubricated her tits as I thrust deep and hard on top of her. She kept her tongue out and it touched the tip of my cock as one final thrust brought me to explosion.
My cum shot all over her face.
It was hot as fuck.
The shock on her face was a bit delightful and I couldn’t help but smile. I also mentally took a picture of my glorious cum all over he
r big, beautiful brown eyes. It wasn’t often I could jizz on a woman’s face. I loved it. But most women just weren’t into it.
“Oh babe, I’m sorry.”
I jumped up and grabbed a towel from the bathroom.
Luckily Rebecca had a good sense of humor and laughed it off. She went into the bathroom and hopped in the shower. I joined her.
“I really am sorry. I couldn’t control myself,” I said again.
“It’s fine. I don’t get angry about stupid stuff. I’ll just have to come on your face sometime.”
“Is that a promise?”
She laughed and just like that we were alright. Rebecca really was a cool chick. I liked her a lot. But we didn’t have that electricity between us; our relationship was much more a friendship than it was a relationship.
We both showered and then fell asleep in the bed together. I felt comfortable with her and I knew she did with me also. It was like the ultimate friends with benefits relationship. The only thing I worried about was that underneath her cool exterior, she actually had feelings for me. I really hoped that wasn’t the case, but deep down I knew it was another one of those fine lines that I needed to work hard to walk.
Our Sunday morning breakfast with Rebecca’s family was delightful and made me miss my own family. It had been a very long time since I had sat down over a Sunday breakfast like that.
When we left, I saw happiness in her mother and father’s eyes. They looked relieved that Rebecca had found a man. Perhaps I was just seeing things, but I felt like I had actually made them happy.
For a minute, I wanted to be part of their family. I knew that Rebecca and I didn’t have that spark that needed to be there for a relationship, but I did really enjoy spending time with both Rebecca and her family.
I would have loved to of had jerky brothers when I grew up. It would have been so much more fun than the way I actually spent my childhood.
After a long bit of begging, Rebecca allowed me to drive part of the way home. It took us much longer, but I felt safer than with her driving. We stopped at a rest area before getting close to the city though because I couldn’t stand the traffic. It was really stressful to drive with all those cars around. I was sure I hadn’t had such a reaction when I had driven back in Illinois, but after many years off the road; traffic gave me high blood pressure.