Escape: A Stepbrother Romance Read Online Free PDF Page A

here.” I looked at Vicky—Roy’s other tasty eighteen year old—and then back to the drink. “I’m not sure I can have it just once. I’m going to want to taste it again and again.”
    I stared at Roy and saw the anger build behind his eyes, but he shook it off and acted like he didn’t care.
    “I know the news about Sheri and I must have come as a bit of a shock,” Roy said, in a remarkable expression of understatement, “but can I trust you to accept this like adults and not cause a scene?”
    “I won’t cause any trouble,” Vicky said. She ran her finger around the rim of her glass but wouldn’t make eye contact with her father. She didn’t want to speak up to him. Looking at her now, it was hard to believe this was the same girl who spread her legs for me a week ago and begged for me to plunge my cock into her ‘harder and deeper.’
    Now Vicky had shriveled back into her buttoned-up blouse and wore her hair in a girlish ponytail. She looked better with her hair a disheveled mess as she writhed around on top of me. I suppose the ponytail could serve some benefits. It would make a good handle to grab hold of as I fucked that tight little pussy from behind and gave her ass a nice spanking. God, that girl needed a good spanking. That would bring her out of her innocent schoolgirl shell.
    “Why do you care about causing a scene?” I asked Sheri. “Isn’t that just the sort of thing to bring your career back from the dead?”
    “I do not need to bring my career ‘back from the dead,’ as you so eloquently put it. Royston has a big promotion coming up and we are hoping that the publicity from our union will help put him over the edge.”
    “What kind of career would reward him for marrying someone like you?” I asked. “How did you two meet anyway?”
    “Roy has been acting as my lawyer for the last six months with this… dispute I’ve been dealing with. He helped me silence the person making those nasty allegations.”
    “What allegations?” Vicky asked. “I didn’t hear anything and I follow your website religiously.” She looked excited as she spoke but quickly looked away again in embarrassment. Vicky must be the only woman I had fucked who had been a fan of my mom’s work. Most women I screwed got by on their looks, not their ability in the kitchen.
    “Nothing important, dear,” Sheri said, in that cutesy voice she used on television. “Some woman in England said some nasty things about me and your father helped them go away.”
    Those ‘nasty things’ were likely a few inconvenient truths about Sheri’s business that she didn’t want being made public. Making the person ‘go away’ in this case probably meant a large pay off, but then Sheri solved most of her problems with money.
    “What’s the promotion?” Vicky asked. She sounded so sweet. No wonder “daddy” thought she was still a virgin. Even I was taken in by the act and I should know better. “You’re already a partner at the law firm. I didn’t think there was anyone above you.”
    “The managing partner position is available,” Roy explained. “I have a good shot anyway, but we felt like the wedding could prove a useful additional boost to push me over the edge. Being managing partner is all about enhancing the profile of the firm. Most of our clients are celebrities and we think that me being married to a celebrity will help bring in business.”
    “Of course,” Sheri continued, “we’d still be getting married anyway, but we want to leverage the wedding as much as possible.”
    “That means you both need to be on your best behavior,” Roy said. Now he was looking at me. Well done old man, looks like you’ve grown yourself a pair. “I’m a solicitor and can’t afford to have family members in trouble with the law.”
    “Don’t worry, Roy,” I said, finishing off the rest of my glass of whisky. “I’ve never done anything illegal. I mean, I’ve never been caught doing anything illegal.