EroticReverie

Janelle

Unfortunately, I did not have sex with Curtis. As I was removing his pants , my phone was ringing off the hook in my purse in the other room. Cursing , I'd gotten up to answer it. My little brother was in trouble, down at the fucking police station, AGAIN. 

I apologized profusely to Curtis who kept shaking his head as he put his clothes back on, insisting he take me downtown to the police station since I didnt have my car with me. Since I didnt want to waste time, I allowed it. 

What a joke. I was supposed to be screwing my hot boss, and instead was having his chaufer me to the fucking police station because my little brother was a twerp who hung with the wrong crowds, and the only reason he didn't ever get booked was because of connections I had. You guessed it, screwing the police chief. The police cheif who had a soft spot for me, and had a wife and six kids of his own, my age and my brothers age. 

I walk in and don't bother telling Curtis not to follow me in, cause it'd be rude to ask him to wait in the car. 

"What's he here for?" he asks. 

I roll my eyes. "Probably vandalism, or found drinking or smoking with his loser friends, or all three, who knows, it's always a fun surprise and guessing game with him." I say as I smile politely at the woman at the front who sees my face here once a month. She gives a tight lipped smile, as if she's secretly judging me as if it's my fault my brother is a fucking delinquint. Sure, shame the sister. 

"Had to up his bail this time." the lady says behind the desk, and I sigh. 

"But, sure you'll find a way round that one, won't you Miss Fox?" she asks and I jerk my head back. 

"What the hell is THAT supposed to mean?" I ask, my brows pinching, and she rolls her eyes, taking the papers that I signed , and just as I'm about to throw myself through the little window divider she has pulled open, my name is called from the door that swings open on the other side of the room. 

"Miss Fox, it's good to see you" his voice booms and I look to Gus ..Chief fucking Warner. Yes, I screwed a guy named Gus. He was in his early sixties, and his big round belly had seemed to be even bigger now than when I'd seen him last month. He nods his head a big smile on his face, and his big bushy mustache twitches with his lips.  Call it daddy issues, call it whatever you want, I had no idea why I had been attracted to him, and carried on a secret relationship with him for close to a year. 

I shoot the woman at the desk a dirty look and then sntach my id off the coutner shoving it in my purse and then walk over to Gus with Curtis at my side. 

"hey Gus." I say, seeing him looking to Curtis beside me, his brows pinching slightly. 

"Hey darlin." he says and leans in and slips his meaty paw behind me at my lower back, right above my ass and leans in and plasters a wet kiss on my cheek. I play nice, smiling as I pull back and politely push his hand from my back. 

"Gus this is my friend Curtis." I say introducing him to Curtis. 

Curtis is now eyeing him, and I wonder if Im imagining it, or if they are both seconds away from having a pissing match. 

"Friend huh?" Gus says and hoists his belt up, as if to show of the gun holstered at his waist, like he'd be able to fucking use it on a man just because he was jealous. 

"Yes....can I see my brother?" I ask and Gus looks to me. 

"we should talk first." he says and I sigh and I nod.

"yeah, of course." I say and turn to Curtis. 

"You don't have to wait, I'm sorry, I'm sorry I ruined the night." I say softly. 

He shakes his head. 

"Take your time. I'll be out here." he says, then looks over my shoulder, then reaches for me, taking my arm and pulling me gently aside. 

"Please tell me this guy doesnt know what you look like naked Janelle." he whispers. 

I sigh and roll my eyes. 

He cringes slightly. "You okay to be alone with him?" he asks. 

I nod. "I'm fine. It's fine. I just...need to discuss his bail, that's all." I say. 

"Why discuss it?" he asks. 

"Because i can't afford it" I whisper. 

 "and...what did that lady mean when she said she was sure youd figure a way out of it?" he cocks a brow. 

"Listen Curtis...I dont need you judging me." I say, jerking my arm back. 

"Janelle, I aint got all night." Gus says behind me. 

I roll my eyes at Gus without him seeing. 

"I'm not judging you. It's just...I don't want you doing shit you dont need to be doing, just to bail your brother out...I'll fucking pay the bail." he says and I jerk my head. 

"What? no." I say shaking my head. 

"Yeah. I will. How much is it?" he asks. 

"I've got it covered Curtis. Don't worry about it." I say and turn and walk towards Gus who gives a slimely little smile of victory to  Curtis as I walk in the door that Gus is holding open.

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Gus takes me to his office and draws the blinds and I roll my eyes as I stand there in the middle of the room. 

"What'd he do this time?" I ask, turning around and then stepping back when I see Gus right in front of me. 

"You look like a hot little piece tonight Janelle." he says , lifting a hand, skimming a finger over the thin strap of my dress over my shoulder and I jerk back. 

"Don't." I say. 

He gives a little smirk. 

"Cmon baby, you know you miss daddy" he says and his big belly pushes into me and backs me up to his desk. 

"Gus I can't do this" I say shaking my head. 

"You're gonna have to darlin...you know you can't afford to pay the bail on him. so let me help you...and you can help me." he says, reaching down and grabbing at his zipper. 

"Bend over the desk for daddy Janelle, let him put it real deep in his little girl" he says and I feel my nipples prick, feel my pussy slick with want. 

My feelings for Gus were complicated. Because I'd fallen in love with him back when we kept a secret relationship. Then his wife found out, and threatened to take his ass to court for a divorce and take him for every penny if he didn't stop the affair. He had. I was heart broken. 

Just this past year, my brother started getting into trouble. When I'd shown up to bail him out, and hadn't had the money. "Daddy Warner" paid the bail, in exchange for sex in his office.  And that was our deal each time. I come in, unable to pay, he makes the charge go away, and keeps my brothers record clean, as long as I let him have sex with me. 

I wasn't in love with Gus anymore. I had been young , and stupid. I didnt realize how he'd taken advantage of me, and groomed me. He'd hurt me when he broke things off, because I thought he'd leave his wife for me. That he'd actually give up his family...for me.  I had issues. Lots of them, and Gus took advantage of every single one. 

He knew my father. Because my father had been in and out of the jail too. Cant really call him a father though, more of just a sperm donor, because he never took care of me or my brother growing up.  Gus had known I had daddy issues, and he exploited them.  Made me call him Daddy Gus, or Daddy Warner, and while it was weird at first. I'd loved it. Part of me still missed it, how naive I was , thinking he made me feel so fucking special. I missed that ignorance, of not knowing what a real piece of shit he was. 

"I'm not having sex with you." I tell him as I push at his chest. 

"That's no way to talk to daddy" he shakes his head and grabs my arm hard and I yelp as he pulls at me, then turns me around and pushes me down over his desk. 

"Gus dont!" I cry. 

"Shut your mouth" he growls. 

"Keep quiet" he says and lifts up my dress and I wince. 

"Who the hell is that guy out there?" he asks. 

"He's he's my boss" I stutter as Gus unzips himself. 

"You fuckin him?" he asks. 

I shake my head. 

"better not be" he says and then I feel his short dick rub against me, against my pussy lips and then he pushes into me. 

I hiss and push back. He chuckles. 

"There we go, Daddy knows what his baby needs" he says and grabs my hips as I push my hands to the desk and lift up. 

I hated him. Yet each time I was here to save my brother, Gus Warner knew just what to do and say to get me wet for him. To make me need him. It didnt matter how little I wanted it. How much I hated it. I was fucked up, and the little girl with the daddy issues inside me, couldnt stop letting him do whatever he wanted to me. 

"Who's my baby?" he asks, his hands on my hips, the silk dress swaying, the straps falling from my shoulders as I rock back onto his cock as he thrusts forward.

"I am, I'm your baby" I whimper as I hang my head, in shame, in disgust , and in pleasure. 

"I'm your Daddy Janelle" he groans. 

"I'm the one that takes care of you baby, don't I?" he asks and I nod. 

"yes" I breathe. 

"Daddy keeps you and your brother out of trouble doesnt he?" he asks and I moan with a nod. 

"Your other daddy didnt want you baby...so you're mine..i took you in baby...made you my little girl...loved you....made love to you" he says and I dig my nails into his desk. 

"i love you so much" he grunts. 

"Daddy" I whimper and he groans. 

"That's it baby" he says, reaching around, rubbing my clit. 

"say it again" he groans in my ear, leaning over me. 

"Daddy" I pant. 

"Oh daddy, please" I cry. 

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I have Gus's cum dripping down my legs as he walks me to the room where my brother is held, my brother snarling at Gus, because he already knew exactly what was keeping him from having a record. Yet, my brother didnt fucking care about me, so he kept fucking getting into trouble. Kept making me bail him out using my fucking body. 

"Let's go." I say to my brother who rolls his eyes, pushes up out of the chair and shoves past me and Gus. 

"You know...you can come visit me baby" Gus whispers, his hand slipping over my ass in the satin dress.  "You dont only have to visit Daddy when your brother has been bad." 

"I'd like to see you more." he says and I shake my head. 

I already felt fucking disgusting for what I just let happen. Disgusting that I let myself enjoy it. Let myself pretend he gave a shit about me while pounding me with his measly three inch prick. 

"Don't touch me." I say, shoving his hand away and his fat hand comes up behind my neck. 

"Watch it little girl." he says. 

"I can make your life real hard....or real sweet...you pick baby" he says, his thumb pushing up along my neck in an aggressive carress. 

"Let's not forget who holds the better black mail hand CHIEF" I snarl at him as I swing my head and body away from him and out of his grip, giving him a death glare. 

"Do you want your wife and everyone else to know just who you were screwing around with back then?" I threaten him for the first time. 

"Do you want them to know you were screwing a sixteen year old CHIEF?" I ask, glaring at him. 

"Cant imagine that would go over well now, would it? for the city to know their police chief likes little girls" I clench my jaw. His eyes flaring.

"You little cunt." he seethes , raising his hand and I flinch back, but he looks around, seeing people standing around, watching us. 

Our voices were low enough nobody would hear our words, but they'd definitely see him if he hit me. 

"Yeah. Hit me. Go ahead." I say shaking. "Fuck you. And the next time my brother shows up, fucking jail him. I don't fucking care anymore. I won't be back here ever again. And you'll never touch me again." 

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Stroming out the doors into the main lobby , I glare at my brother who is standing there, and see Curtis shoot up out of his chair. 

"Let's go" I say angrily as I point to the door, instructing my brother. 

"See you next month." the woman behind the counter says smugly and I curl my hands into tiny fists. 

curtis must notice because he walks over sliding a hand on my arm. 

I turn my head to the counter. 

"You hag." I growl and her eyes flare as she gapes at me. 

"Miserable fucking hag!" I yell at her as Curtis pushes me out the door, trying to hush me, my brother laughing as we move along the sidewalk. 

"Jesus." Curtis says, rubbing a hand over his face. 

"I need a ride to Mikeys" my brother says and I look from curtis to my brother Jimmy. 

"Fuck you, you little bastard" I yell at Jimmy and slap him right across the face. 

"ow!" he jerks back. "what the hell Janelle?!" 

"I'm sick of you!" I scream at him. 

"This is the last time I'm bailing you out!" I yell at him. 

"What? Like it's that hard to bend over for the chief for a few minutes?" he scoffs. 

My eyes flare and I slap him again. 

"Whoa, whoa" Curtis says as he pulls me back. 

My brother laughs. "Yeah, your just like mom and dad, fuck you." he says. 

He just his chin to Curtis. 

"She tell you she calls the police Chief Daddy?" he asks. 

"Fuck you Jimmy!" I scream as Curtis grabs me and pulls me along the sidewalk towards where he parked as tears roll down my cheeks. 

He puts me in the car as I sob and then when he doesnt get in the other side a few seconds later. I look in the side mirror and see Curtis with his hands on my brothers t shirt collar lifting him up on his toes, yelling at him. I jerk up in my seat, and turn my head to watch, my hand on the door to open it. 

I see my brother nodding  quickly, and Curtis setting him back to his feet and pointing to the car. My eyebrows pop as I watch my brother follow the command, and walk to the car. 

Curtis opens the back, letting my brother in and slamming the door, making me jump. 

"Im sorry." he mutters. 

I blink dumbly. I say nothing. 

Curtis gets in, and drives us back to the hotel. 

"curtis what are we.." 

He pulls up, parks outside the entrance, turns and hands my brother the key card. 

"You pull any fucking shit. You invite anyone over, I'll know." he says and my brother nods. 

"Later J" my brother says to me. 

I sit there stunned, not saying a thing, and watch my brother walk into the hotel. 

"What the hell?" I ask. 

"Kids like him get into trouble, because they dont have anywhere to go Janelle.  My cousin was the same way when I was younger. They'd rather be anywhere but home, so they stay out, with other kids like themselves, that also would rather be anywhere but home. He's a little prick for disrespecting you, but at least if he has somewhere else to go...maybe he won't get into trouble." Curtis says. 

I roll my eyes slightly, because of course Curtis wants to see the best in people. Because he's a good fucking man. But my little brother was a little shit. I wasn't an asshole like that when I was his age. I did thing I shouldnt have obviously. Like letting a polie chief date me while I was sixteen years old, and screw me, and fall in love with him. But I wasnt a little jerk. 

curtis drives me to my apartment, we sit outside in the parking lot out back. 

I sigh. 

"I'd ask you to come in, but I cant have sex with you."  I say. 

He leans his head back and looks over. 

"Because you already had sex with that fucking bastard cop?" he asks. 

I dont look at him. I don't say anything. 

"Do you want to talk about it?" he asks and I turn to look at him now. 

"About how I've been screwing the police chief to pay my brothers bail ? Not really." I say and look back out the window. 

"Did you know him before your brother started getting into trouble?" he asks and I just look over at him. 

He shrugs. "Hey, you wanted to talk about my wife....i dont think it's that weird that I ask about your arrangement with the chief of police."  he says and I roll my eyes. 

"You think im trashy." I say. 

"I do? when did I say that? You gonna put words in my mouth?" he asks. 

I sigh. 

"Dont act like your not disgusted that I just fucked Gus." I say. 

"Disgusted that you'd let a man like that touch you...yes. But not disgusted by whatever reason you allowed him to. I'm not going to judge you, ever. I just ...want to understand how a guy like that gets a girl like you to agree to have sex with him." he shudders and I almost laugh. 

"Fine. Come up stairs." I sigh. 

"you want to know your secretarys fucked up life? " I ask. 

He smiles. 

"I do actually. I want to know everything about you." he says. 

I give a little sigh and shake my head. 

"Why?" I ask. 

"Because...im interesed. Not just in having sex with you. But getting to know you Janelle. " he says. 

I shake my head with a little smiles. "Such a good guy Mister Cash." 

It's his turn to roll his eyes. "I think we've established, that I am not."

I shrug. "Better than any other guy Ive ever met."