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All In The Family Pt. 3
“Excuse me, you got what on tape?” I stopped and said to the head of security. “I got you and that client, in your office on your desk; on tape.” I stood there staring at him for a couple seconds then laughed. “I’m not sure what you think you have on tape but i’m sure you’re mistaken. I have to get going now so have a good day.” As i turn to walk out the door, grabs me by the arm “Come with me.” I walk behind him into the security office. He sits tall lean body down at the desk, click a couple files and on pops a video of me getting hit on my desk. “Like i said i have you on tape Mr. Quan along with some demands.” I take a seat on his desk in this dimly lit room. “Tell me’” He leaned back in his chair, “First off i want raise, I want a new car specifically a BMW, and 10,000 a month.” Nodding my head I ask “Is that all?” “No!” He stands up pulls his shirt out his pants giving me a glimpse of his tatted abs. He unbuckles his belt, then unbutton his pants. I sat there as they dropped to ground. With no boxers on his semi hard dick just hung there. “Suck this dick.” Without a word i squatted down in front of him and took him in my mouth completely. With one hand gripping the base i moved my mouth back and forth over his dick until it was strong and hard. I removed my hand letting my mouth and tongue unleash whirlpool of pleasure on that pole. His legs shivered and his body tense. I looked up to see his head hanging back as he pressed his fist against his chest. He exploded in mouth and i spit in on his shoe. We were done in 60 seconds. I stood back up and sat on the desk as he adjusted his clothing. I picked up my phone and made a call. “Hey how you doing this is Mr. Quan, I’m here with the head of security, i need you to provide him with a $1000 raise each pay period, get with him later about a ordering a BMW, and put him on my expense account for 10 grand a month. With the approval code 37273. Thank you” He walked up to me and whipped the corner of my mouth, “Much appreciated, and you really should sell that mouth of yours. But your tape is safe with me.”
I got up off his desk and patted him on the shoulder, “Thank You, but grab your shit and get out.” He paused there looking confused. “What?” “ Get your shit and get the fuck out , you’re not longer employed here.” I watched him run over to his desk and try in log into the computer. His accessed was denied. I walked out laughing as his own security guards walked in to escort him out. “Never try and extort a lawyer, I ain’t get this far giving bitch niggas like you what they want.” I could see the look of hate and disgust on his face but then again who gives a fuck. I had valet pull my car around, tipped him, then pulled off with the top down. I hit my wife on the car bluetooth. “Hey baby, how’s work going?” She sounded rushed “Its going good but i’m late for a trial can i call back when i get out of court?” “Yes, Love you” “Love you too Honey.” I decided to just head home and relax, after all it is my day off I could definitely use the relaxation. When i reached my home i walked in looked around for Andre, I didn’t see him. I walked up to my room, undressed, then took a shower. I dried off and wrapped myself in a my mink bathroom and turned on a movie in the home theater. Half way threw my movie in walks Andre , sweaty and shirtless in basketball shorts. His body took my breath away, “What’s up cuz in law, what you watching?” “Bad Boys 2, where you coming from?” I asked “Playing basketball, why you missed me?” I laughed and uttered “I don’t have a reason too” He reached over, grabbing my wrist placing my hand in his lap. I could feel his dick hardening, i gripped it lightly. Andre looking over at me with this sly grin on his face. “I see that excited you.” My dick was on brick standing at attention, i was shocked when Andre reached over and started to caress my shit.” He leant over unwrapping it from my rob, his mouth got closer and closer i could feel him breath grazing across the head. He looked up and my face before bursting into laughter. “Yeah nigga you thought i was finna go in on ya shit huh. I don’t do that. But you should’ve seen ya face tho. Hilarous!” He got up and walked out the theater. I sat there dick hard with no clue what to do. After a minute or two of staring at my own hard dick i jumped up to go find him, walking thru the house, meat hard standing up. I found that nigga stretch out on his bed laying on his stomach. I walked up quietly and jumped on top of him pressing my dick up against his ass. “What you doing man, we in the wrong position.” “Naw nigga you got my dick hard, you gotta make it go down.” Andre sucked his teeth “I can fuck you til you nut but thats about it.” Pushing down him harder, I whispered in his ear, “Come on, let me in.” He turned and pushed me off his Back. “You tripping dude, I aint bout to let you stick no dick up in me.” I got up out his bed, “Oh ok, so you the only one that gets to beat up colons huh? Well you don’t have to worry about doing that to me no more.” Pissed off I turned and started to walk out the bedroom, when I felt Andre snatch me by my arm and throw me back on his bed. “Why the fuck you throwing this bull shit at me Quan, You already knew how this goes, that I don’t take no dick.” Frowning up my face, “Naw you don’t want too.” Andre lifted my legs, placing them on my shoulders, he slipped his dick threw the slit in his boxers. Using his dick head like a blind man’s walking stick. He found my warm opening, but as he began to push in, I pushed Andre back off me then got up and walked out. “I’m not chasing you man!” He yelled. “Don’t” I yelled back. I went back to the theater, laid back in the movie seat and continued to watch my movie. I eventually fell asleep only to be awaken by my wife a couple hours later. “Bae, baby…” She said as she shook me, “wake up Quan.” Groggy I smiled “Hey baby, what’s up, how was your day?” She sat down next to me, “stressful, I barely won my case in court today. I swear Judge Abrams hates me for not marrying his son. He gives me the hardest times when I’m in his court room.” I sat up and reached down for her feet. I put them on my lap and began to message her feet as she continued to tell me about her day. “Damn you really did have a long day huh. Just lay back and relax, don’t worry about anything. Let me go get you a glass of wine and prepare you some dinner.” I quickly prepared chicken Alfredo with a small salad on the side, then called my wife and Andre in for dinner. We all sat down at the table and began to eat. “Andre how was your day, anything interesting or productive?” My wife asked.
" Well cuz, I went out looking for a job, but still no luck. Linked up and played ball with a couple old friends… "" Old friends? " She said stopping him mid-sentence. "Yea some old friends from the old hood." "Andre that’s the last thing you need to be doing is hanging out with them low lives, they’ll have your ass right back in prison." Tasha yelled, as she got up from table. "Come on now cuz, you know that’s the last place I’m tryna be. I was just down in the hood looking for work." "I bet." Tasha sat back down at the table saying "Anyway Quan this is so good but how was your day?" My wife asked. I told her that I met with an old client, Mr. Jackson. She stopped me, "Mr. Jackson? What he need with you, I thought he was staying out of trouble these days." "You know I can’t discuss that but yeah we had a meeting today and having lunch tomorrow." Andre jumped in saying" Jackson that big time drug dealer, you got him off Quan? Shit I should of had you on my defense." As he laughed I snapped back "None that public defender was good enough because my rates are out your league." My wife gave me a side eye, like where that came from. Shit I was still pissed that nigga ain’t let me fuck him but want to beat off in my colon. "Damn Quan, you wouldn’t represent me Cuz. That’s fucked up." He said with a giant smile on his face. "Of course I would you know I’m just fucking with you Dre." The three of us finished having dinner, and meaningless small talk. Dre cleaned off the table and did the dishes then joined us in the TV room. For the rest of the night we all watched TV and relaxed, around 10’ o’clock my wife got up to go take a shower leaving just me and Dre in the TV room. He looked over at me and smiled. I ignored him. He got up and sat next to me on the couch. I got up to walk to my room but he snatched me back down on the couch. "Where you going man." He took my hand placing in on his dick. "I know you feel that." I sucked my teeth "Goodnight man I’m tired" I once again got up and started walking towards my room. Dre ran up behind me wrapping his arms around me, poking his hard dick up against my ass… I pushed him off me and said "Chill man, Damn." And walked into my room. To my surprise he walked in behind, and flopped down on my bed. "What the fuck you doing man." He ain’t say a word. He just pull his dick out right there on my bed. "Dre stop playing you know Tasha right there in the shower,"Well make me nut before she get out because I ain’t moving." I stood just looking at him. He didn’t budge. "Come on man stop playing" I whispered as I walked over to him and pulled him off my bed. He grabbed me pushed me up against the dresser pulled down my pants. I wrestled him up off me but he some how managed to pin me back down… He squirted some lotion on his dick and opened me up right there, bent over the dresser, while my wife was in the shower. Dre took long deep strokes in and out of me talking shit with a grip on my neck. "Yea nigga arch that shit, let me in, let me… In" He kissed me on my shoulder before he whispered "This pussy so good, you go make me fall in love." Pushing in me deep he let out a groan "Dammmmmmmmnnnnnnnn" I pushed him off me. "We done." He pulled me over to the bed and threw me on my back. Yanking my legs open as far as the could go and dove back in me." I tried telling him to stop, I tried telling him to get out of me, but I couldn’t get the words out. I found my legs around his waist, and my tongue down his throat. Could it be we were making love right here right now. The way he rubbed my body and sexed me so sensual, made me forget all about Tasha. That’s until the water turned off in the shower. Dre pulled out of me grabbed my head and nutted in my mouth. He zipped up his pants and walked out my room. Right as she walked in from the bathroom. I swallowed and laid back on the bed. Tasha looked and me laying on the bed half naked. "I see somebody ready for dessert." I had to handle my business.
The next morning I woke up with my beautiful wife wrapped in my arms. I kissed her on the cheek, then got up to go wash up and prepare for my day. I walked up to the mirror playing around and doing some body builder poses, brushed my teeth, washed my face, then took a hot shower. I stepped out the shower onto the heated floor. As I walked out the bathroom I glanced over at Tasha looking like sleeping beauty in that canopy bed. “I let her sleep a little while longer.” I mumbled to myself. Peering into our expansive closet, I had to find something to wear. My clothes were all the way in the back, our closest was the size of some people’s homes. My wife wanted it so I got it. One of the benefits to being two highly successful lawyers. Looking threw my slacks trying to decide if I wanted to go casual or wear a suit. I did have to go to meet with Mr. Jackson but also needed to do some office work. I pulled out a pair of nice slacks and a nice button down. I bent over to find some boxers and felt a tongue slide up inside me. I jumped and turned to see Tasha down on her knees. “It’s been awhile since I’ve done that too you. “ I laughed and said “Yeah I kinda miss it.” I pulled her up and kissed her. “What’s on your agenda for today” I asked. “Well I have another day in court, and then if I finish up in time a meeting with a possible new client.” “Sounds like another busy day to me, but no working this weekend; we need together time. ” I reminded.” I remember, but you need to get ready to go your going to be late for work. ” Tasha said as she kissed me. I finished getting dressed as my wife jumped in the shower… I stuck my head in and told her ” Goodbye”, I looked in on Dr he was scrolled over the bed knocked in nothing but he boxers. I headed for the door until I realized I didn’t have my keys… I searched around the living room, then the kitchen, after that the theater room and bathrooms, I finally found them on my dresser in my room. Now rushing towards the door, I paused and walked back to the guest room; once again I peaked in on Dr, now laying on his stomach stretched out. My devious mind had an idea. I went to the bathroom and got some lube, pull my dick out my slacks and greased it up. I slowly got on the bed positioning myself over Dre. I reached down and found his hole and lube it up a bit. He didn’t budge. I maneuver my head to his opening and slowly pressed in… He still didn’t move. Moving at a snails pace I push in, little by little. I’m in total shock he didn’t wake up. Once I got the head in I could feel the warmth, moistness of his internal heaven. I rocked my dick in him for about a minute or two before I nutted in him and pulled out to take a picture of my handy work. I crept off the bed and quickly headed to my cat, then to the office… As I stepped out my car, I texted Dre the picture of me with my dick covered in nut and coming out of him.
As I waited for his response I went up to my office, had my morning meeting with my secretary to update me on my daily schedule, then off to my weekly meeting with the junior partners, finally the meeting with the resident attorneys. By the time I finished all those it was time to meet Mr. Jackson for lunch. I informed my secretary I would be out of the building for an hour and headed down to the lobby. I went to have the valet pull my car but he informed me there was a car waiting for me. I walked up and the door auto opened I stepped in and sat down expecting to see my client, but there was no sign of him. The driver drove me to a restaurant downtown that I use to love to eat at. The automatic door open and I stepped out, for some reason that whole car experience had me feeling highly important. As I walked in the server escorted me to a backroom table where Mr. Jackson was sitting there waiting for me. He stood when I approached the shook my hand and sat back down. “So Mr. Jackson, what are you being char with and how can I help.” He slouched back and laughed. “Just like you to dive straight in to work.” I smiled “Well what else is there to dive into?” As soon as I said I caught myself. “Never mind, but really what are you being charged with.” He sat up straight then leaned in towards me with a stressful look on his face. Threw me a file then said ” Drug trafficking, murder, prostitution, and tax evasion. Right then I knew I needed the best.” I looked over the file, “To me the drug trafficking and prostitution I can get thrown out but murder and tax evasion I don’t know if I can we may have to go before a judge on those two.” Right then the server brought two plates of food, two glass of white wine and two glasses of water. “I hope you don’t mind I ordered for you. I still remember the food you like, hopefully I got it right.” He always makes me feel so special but so feminine at the same time. I smiled “Yea man, you got it right.” When the waiter walked away he said on the sly “You know what a good meal use to lead to back in the day.” I looked up at the amazing smile, and laughed as I shook my head. “Listen that ain’t go happen, it shouldn’t have happened the other day.” Mr. Jackson busted out laughing, “Why not?” He leaned back in his chair now sporting a even bigger smile. “Wasn’t it good?” I couldn’t help but smile, and he knew it was good, shit it was great; all he wanted to do was hear me say it. I picked up my for and took a bit of my baked fish. Mr. Jackson sat there smile bobbing his head; still smiling. “So you silent over there huh?” He stood up from the table, I didn’t even both to look at him. I just thought to myself ‘What is he up too?’ Next thing you know I feel his dick sitting on my shoulder.
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