EroticReverie

Kane Cross

My eyes lift from Maxwell's desk where he has just laid out stacks of money, to the door of his office that opens.

"Nadia." Maxwell scolds his step daughter as she walks in on our meeting. My eyes take a good look at his daughter. A hot fucking thing, and one of my favorite little cock teases to run into. It was always a pleasure for my dick to be blessed with the sight of Maxwell's daughter. 

Nadia recently turned nineteen so I heard. She has long dark brown hair, pretty blue eyes, and has a great set of tits on her. Has had them for awhile too. I could pretend I hadnt ever noticed them, but that would only make me a fucking liar. Everyone notices the curves on that one when she came around. 

She's wearing a pair of tight designers jeans with a tight little fucking short sleeved crop top. There's not an inch of fucking cleavage with the high neck the shirt has, but the fact she's braless makes up for it, cause her nipples are hard pebbles under her shirt, and the shirt is so damn tight that it stretches the fabric, and i'm able to make out the shadow of her what my guess, is light brown, gorgeous fucking areolas, that look perfectly sized for her nice round perky tits. No matter what any man tells you, a nice set of perky firm teenage tits...they were the best fucking kind. 

Her eyes flick to me, then to Dante, and Constantine in the other chairs in her fathers office. A small little smile on her face and then walks over to her fathers desk. 

"Uh oh, this looks important." she says as she drags and finger over one the stacks of crisp bills. 

"Nadia. What do you need?" Maxwell asks her and she smiles sweetly and then holds out her hand. 

"I want to go shopping." she says as he sighs, reaching into his suit jacket, pulling out his waller, and handing her his credit card. 

"No more than a thousand." he says. 

She giggles and reaches behind her and tucks the plastic card into her back jean pocket.

"Yeah, okay daddy" she says sarcastically and I watch her lean down, placing a hand on his chest and then kissing his cheek, a little too close to his mouth and then nudges her nose along his cheek.

"Thank you...daddy" she whispers, but it's quiet in the office, so we hear every word of it, and I realize that Maxwell Nelywn is fucking his wife's daughter, or trying to, or the little minx is playing him and hustling his money with the promise of fucking him. I dont miss the way he adjust himself "casually" when she stands back up letting her breasts rub against his arm and shoulder and then turns and walks around the desk. 

"Good to see you boys." she says giving me Dante and Constantine all a devilish grin and winks at Constantine, bites her lip at Dante, and then as she walks past me, lifts her hand , placing it on my shoulder lightly and letting is fall right back off. 

"Have fun being bad." she says, and then is out of the office and I'm pretty sure every cock in this room wishes she'd come back, just to look at for a bit longer.

Maxwell heaves a sigh as the door is closed. 

"Interesting." Dante says. Calling out Maxwell without calling him out. 

"You hittin that then?" Dante says more directly when Maxwell loosens his tie. 

Maxwell says nothing and the guilt on his face confirms it. 

"Your own step daughter?" Dante asks as if he's surprised, as if we all wouldnt have already bent her over by now if she lived under our roof. 

"Keep your mouths shut." Maxwell growls, and I let a slow small smile cross my face as I shake my head. 

"How long have you been bending that one over your desk Maxwell?" Constantine asks and I see Maxwell glare at him, at Dante, at me. 

I throw my hands up with a chuckle. "Hey, I didnt say anything." 

Maxwell was our partner in...business, both legal...and illegal. However we barely ever got to touch base in person, all of us too busy in other states, but now we were back in the same area that we had out other bases manned by people we could trust. Operations up and running in three different states other than this one. 

The four of us owned one of biggest adult empires. The money used to get us here, came from....other things. But now that our adult empire was taking off, and we'd racked in over three billion last year alone, we wanted to wipe our hands clean of the remainder of the illegal shit we took part in. Maxwell though, the greedy fuck, didn't want to. Apparently the greedy side of him also seeped over into his personal wife as well, if he was dipping his dick into his step daughter. 

"Do you really want to give this up?" he asks spread his hand out over the stacks of money on the desk. 

"This is a quarter of what comes in each week." he says. 

"We all wipe our ass with that, with what we make from Midnights Entertainment." Dante says and I nod in agreement. 

"Money is money." Maxwell argues. "There's no such thing as having enough." he says and I roll my eyes. 

"There is such a thing as having more than we need. Why the fuck do we need this?" I say gesturing at the desk. 

"We make this in a fucking hour with Midnights" I say. 

"You're being a greedy fuck." Dante says bluntly. "We're done with this." Dante points the money, regarding where it came from. 

"We're good at it." Maxwell hisses.

"So what, we're also good at selling tits and ass , and we're only going to fucking grow bigger, so this...this is fucking useless Maxwell, and takes up too much of our fucking time." Constantine says. 

Maxwell scowls, lips tightening. 

"Fine then. I'll do it myself." he says and I glare at him.

"We are ALL out Maxwell. We're not taking the fucking risk of this shit finally coming to light, and risking Midnights for it. So either you're in with Midnights, or your out and can keep doing this." I say and nod to the desk. 

"This was ALWAYS temporary Maxwell." Dante says. 

By the looks of Maxwell right now, I wouldnt doubt his access to the drugs we push to sad housewives and soccer moms and college kids were finding their way into Maxwell's system as well. 

"Are you using?" Dante asks, always the most blunt of us four and Maxwell starts to sweat.

"Jesus Maxwell." I sigh and stand, I walk over and grab him by the fucking collar of his shit.

"This shit stops now. Right fucking now. No fucking more. No selling, we're fucking done. We've already arranged for Jarvis to take over the business so that the supplier doesnt lose his income from us. And if you're gonna get fucking high everyday now, then you're out of fucking Midnights." 

"you cant do that" he says. 

"I can. You know I fucking can." I snarl. "And I wont take it to court Maxwell, i'll cut you out the easy way." I growl making it very clear to him. 

Truth was, Dante, Constantine and I, had been six of Maxwell's "business" approach and ideas for awhile now. It was only a matter of time in my opinion till it came to this. It was his own damn fault, the seedy, greedy son of a bitch. 

"You have by the end of the day to fucking let us know what you decide. I'm not fucking playing games with you Maxwell." I say and shove him back into his seat as I release his collar and look at Constantine and Dante who are just glaring at Maxwell with the same threat clear in their eyes. 

If Maxwell wanted to cause trouble , we'd take care of him. Just like the three of us ALWAYS took care of things.