All characters and events in this story are completely fictional of my own creation. Any similarity to real events or people is purely coincidence. All characters in this story are over the age of 18. I am not a professional nor even an amateur writer. Please remember this when reading. Positive comments about storyline are welcome
The flush of a toilet wakes me. The wave of pain then bursts into my head.
“Fuuckkkk” I groan and I cup my hands over my eyes. The wave of realisation then comes crashing down on me. The realisation of who is in that toilet. The clues of clothes spread out across the floor. The obvious signs that someone slept next to me. The fact I’m in bed naked and that only happens after sex. I remember we had sex on the couch and then, then we, did we have sex in bed? I can’t remember.
“Um hi” Bridget greets me as she comes out of my en suite.
“Hi” I say back to her. Her hair is all disheveled and she is wearing one of my t shirts. She looks very sheepish.
“How are you feeling?” She asks.
“My head feels like someone has been using it as a drum all night.” I say as I rub my temples.
“Same as me then” she chuckles lightly. “Want me to make you some coffee?”
“I’m ok, think there’s a bottle of water in the refrigerator?” I hope there is.
“I’ll go grab it for you.” She offers.
“Painkillers too please!” I call out.
Bridget returns back with a pack of drugs and a large bottle of water. “Thank god.” I whisper. She comes around to my side of the bed and hands me the pack of drugs and places the water on my bedside table. She remains there as I pop two little pills, fuck it three. I take a big swig of water and wash it down.
“Want some?” I offer her. She simply stands there with her arms crossed under her chest and shakes her head.
“You can get back into bed!” I tell her.
“Are you sure?” Her voice doesn’t have that usual confidence, it almost feels like she thinks she’s in trouble.
“Just get in” I say to her as she quickly moves around the bed and gets back in next to me, pulling the covers over her.
I lay with my head on the pillow staring up at the ceiling. The events of last night going over in my mind. I remember dinner and then heading too ‘The Dragonfly’ but after that it’s pretty hazzy.
“Do you regret last night?” She asks just higher than a whisper. Like she was scared to ask aloud.
“God my head is hating me this morning, we drank a lot of booze!”
“That’s not what I meant…. I don’t mean the drinking….” She bites her lip in a nervous manner.
“No I know you didn’t….” The thought runs through my head. I feel I wasn’t compelty out of it that I could have stopped it if I wanted. If I didn’t have anything to drink would have I resisted or said something. Did it happen cause we were drunk yes. Did we both want it, yes. If I was to relive last night would I change anything, no. So do I regret having sex with my sister? I knew deep down what the answer was. Purely because that paining feeling of guilt wasn’t there.
“No I don’t regret it!” I say to her as I turn my head to look at her.
“You don’t? Or are you just saying that to not hurt my feelings.” I could see the fear in her eyes.
“Bridget I’m pretty sure, I know that if I did regret it. I would be freaking out right now.”
“But how do I know you’re not in your head and just putting on an act.” A tear rolls down her cheek. Wow this is really effecting her.
“Bridget. I love you and I don’t regret what we did, honest!” Truth was I wish my memory wasnt so fucked because I have this inner feeling that it was amazing and more happened than I can remember.
“I love you too!” She smiles as a few more tears fall. It’s a very emotional morning in our current states.
“Come here” I offer my arms and she gladly accepts my hug. I give her a quick kiss on the side of the head.
“Can I have some water?” She asks as she pulls away from the hug.
“Of course.” I reach over and grab the bottle and pass it to her. “Just keep it on your side. I need to pee.”
Once I’ve relieved myself I check my phone before getting back into bed. “God is that only the time. I’m going back to sleep.” I chuckle.
“Want me to leave?” She asks.
“Where did the confident, flirty, vulgar Bridget go?” I tease her.
“I’m still her” she smiles. “I just….”
“Bridget it’s fine. Just lay down and get some sleep!” I tell her and she simply nods.
I’m glad to say I manage to drift back to sleep. I’m stirred as Bridget edges her body closer to mine. I automatically pull her in to me as we cuddle in the spoon position. Yes I am spooning my step sister right now and yes I am naked. I’m pretty sure she is naked under the t shirt to. Does it feel wrong, in my heart no. My head is telling me it is but even that itself isn’t convinced.
We drift back off to sleep for I’m not sure how long until something else wakes me. It’s Bridget’s voice, well Bridget’s moans.
I gather my surroundings and realise that I have a hard on and Bridget is rubbing her body, more specifically her ass against it. I can’t deny that it feels good.
My hand that was resting on her thigh, slowly slides up her body. Slipping under her, well my t shirt, until I find her chest. I take her soft tit into my hands, I gently squeeze it and massage it. Gaining louder groans from Bridget. Her hand finds mine on the other side of the t shirt and helps squeeze her.
“Mmmm yes” she groans as her hips move a little faster and I begin to grind my cock against her.
I can’t help but let out a moan of my own as I breath her in. I can feel her hard nipple under my hand and I pay it some attention. Gently tugging on it and rubbing it with the rest of her soft mound.
“That feels good Jason“ she whispers.
I continue to play with her tits and grind against her in a slow motion. My cock is throbbing hard and feels amazing sliding up and down the crack of her firm round ass. That wanting feeling is there though. Wanting, no needing more.
I remove my hand from her tit which she groans in sadness. I edge back slightly and use my hand to now guide my cock between her legs. I don’t find the entrance to her pussy but I wasn’t particularly looking for it. I simply slide my cock between her crotch and can instantly feel how wet she is.
“Oh fuck” she moans as my cock slides against her pussy.
She begins to tilt her hips back and forward to help with the Friction. It feels great there’s something so erotic about it. Not the position but the person. Last night alcohol played a big part but this morning. I know inside I want this. It wasn’t a one time thing. Maybe a part of me wants to find out what it’s like to have sex with Bridget when I am more lucid.
“I want to fuck you” I whisper to her.
“Fuckkk” she groans loudly as her fingers instantly find my cock and guide me home. I push forward and moan deeply as I slid into my sister’s pussy.
“Oh my god Jason…” Bridget moans as I push my cock in as deep as I can go. My hips resting against her plump ass. I just want to savour the feeling of her pussy wrapped around my cock. The need to fuck her quickly takes over and I start to pump my hips.
“Yes…. yes fuck me” she moans as I hold onto her and fuck her as hard as I can. It’s hard to have the same speed and pace in this position but I do my best. In truth I don’t want to go too fast because my head is killing me and too much I’m pretty sure it will explode.
I’m happy with the rhythm I have and going by the moans and groans of Bridget she is loving them too.
Her pussy feels magical around my cock. I’d happily lay here all day with my cock deep inside her. Less than twelve hours ago I didn’t want to be near her. Now I’m in her and don’t want to leave.
I keep fucking my sister hard and I can feel the end growing. I have no idea where I came last night so best to warn her.
“Bridget, I’m gonna cum!” I grunt.
“Fuck, me too, just keep going, don’t stop, don’t stop.”
I up my efforts that little bit for the last stride and slam into her hard as I cum. She screams out with pleasure as we both climax at the same time. My cock pumping cum into her exploding vagina.
“Oh Jason, fuckkk” she moans as I pump a few last times into her.
“Shit” I gasp, my head spinning a bit.
“Don’t take your cock out, just leave it there.” She requests and I’m more than happy to oblige.
We lay there for a while, the highs of our orgasms fade away being replaced by the alcoholic hangover.
“I’m going to shower.” I say to her as I climb out of bed.
“Ok” she nods as she lays there, a glow about her face of a freshly satisfied woman. I’m not being big headed but I have seen the look before and it’s a proud moment for a man. However seeing it on my sister, it wasn’t guilt or regret, it was much more than pride.
“Aren’t you coming?” I say as I walk into the en-suite.
“Thought you’d never ask!” She climbs out and follows me to the bathroom.
I get the shower nice and hot before Bridget joins me. I look at her naked form properly for the first time. She’s in great shape. She has slim flat torso, nice hips on top of her slender legs. Her breasts truely are incredible and just sit there nice perky and high. Her nipples hard already.
I offer her my hand and she takes it, as I guide her into my decent sized walk in shower.
She slips her arms around me and pulls me into a kiss. Theres no rush or urgency, just a tenderness. We kiss as the water cascades down us. It’s not long before our hands begin to roam each other.
I grab some soap and with hot water start to lather us up. The bubbles and water dripping all around us. I pay special attention to her big soapy tits as I caress them. Bridget’s head tilts back as she moans in pleasure. I lean forward and latch onto her neck. Kissing and gently nibbling. Her hand finds the back of my head and pulls me into her.
My cock is reawakening a little and is helped on as Bridget takes it in her hand and slowly strokes it. I guide her backwards so she’s against the shower wall and use the soapy sponge to clean down between her legs before I drop the sponge and use my hand. Even with the wetness of the shower I can still feel her womanly juices that are dripping out. I cup my hand on her pussy and begin to rub.
Her eyes close and her mouth is open, audible moans emitting as I start to rub her pussy faster. It’s not long before I stick two fingers inside her. She gasps at the intrusion but digs her nails into my back, wanting and needing more.
I pump my hand back and fourth as I finger fuck my sister in the shower. The sound of her wet pussy echoing over the noise of the shower.
“Oh my god Jason yes, yes. You are going to make me cum again!” Bridget whines out as her knees become a little weaker. I do my best to support her with my other hand as my fingers penetrate her pussy at a faster pace now.
“Fuck fuck fuck” she pants as her body starts to stiffen. I lean down and suck one of her nipples into my mouth.
“OH FUCK YES!!” The extra little stimulation of sucking her nipple sends my sister over the edge. Her nails clamp down into my back as she cums on my fingers. I keep fingering her until she rides it out and then grabs my arm. Sucking my fingers into her mouth.
Once she releases me she wordlessly turns away from me and places her hands on the shower wall as she arches her back and pushes her ass out towards me. She gives me a grin over my shoulder and I happily step forward.
I dip down slightly and line my cock up with her pussy and then slide it. Bridget moans out loud in pleasure at the bigger, thicker invasion of her pussy.
We both quickly take up a hard fast rythem as we fuck in tandom. My hips slamming against her wet ass. The sounds of moaning and bodies colliding well out play the noise of the shower.
I grab my sisters hips tightly as I fuck her. She moans and encourages me to fuck her. I love dirty talk during sex, it really adds to the pleasure.
“Cum inside me again brother, fill your sisters pussy!” She demands as we fuck hard.
“Ooohh fuck” I groan as my pace slows by my force ups. I pump deep into her as my cock fills her pussy with my cum. I feel it fire deep inside her.
“Oh my god” she moans.
I do pull out and we do actually shower but with some more touching and kissing. We do eventually get out of the shower.
As we both stand in my room, drying ourselves. Bridget suggest we go out and get breakfast. I couldn’t agree more. I need carbs and grease. There’s a good breakfast joint not far from my apartment that I have frequented with a hangover. The bonus of living in the city is everything is very close by.
We get dressed and head out. Both dressed very casually. Bridget is wearing leggings and has borrowed one of my hoodies. We decide to order in rather than get a takeaway. I order a large plate of pancakes with extra bacon, Bridget orders a plate of breakfast waffles.
We’ve just finished up and I was about to pay but Bridget insisted so I let her pay. I head outside too wait for her and just as I step outside I almost walk into someone.
“Oh my god I’m sorry” I say, as I extend my arms to ensure I didn’t knock them over.
“No no, I’m sorry I wasn’t looking…. Jason??” The familiar female asks.
“Natalie hi” I frown. Nataile was a girl I used to sleep with a few years back. She still looks great. She was a bit of a freak in the bed, we had some wild sex.
“How have you been?” She asks.
“Yeah I’m doing great actually, just working a lot to be honest.”
“Still working at Bowman’s?”
“Yeah, you still with National Enterpise?” I ask her.
“No I left there a couple of years ago, I’m now actually an air hostess with United Airways It’s long hours but you do occasionally get to see lots of parts of the world.” She does seem happy about the career change.
“That’s good, how does that work with Mark?” I ask about her boyfriend whom she called this off with me for. Can’t keep them all.
“We split up a few months ago. He wanted to surprise me when I had a stop over and got surprise of his own. Found me in bed with two other guys…”
“Ah I see.”
“So yeah called things off, not that I blame him. It wasn’t the first time…” When I say she is wild, I mean wild. Couldn’t keep her panties on.
“You off the singles market yet….” As she asks the question my sister comes out behind me.
“Jason?” She asks.
“Bridget this is Natalie“ I introduce them.
“Natalie this is my…”
“I’m his sister, well stepsister to be accurate.” Bridget says as she steps forward and extends a hand towards Natalie. “It’s nice to meet you!”
“Yes like wise, didn’t know you had a sister?” Natalie questions looking at me.
“Yeah he likes to keep quiet about me, I can be a bit of a handful!” Bridget says.
“Ah I see, well I need to run. Was nice seeing you Jason, nice to meet you Bridget. Jason you should give me a call sometime?” Natalie says as she ever so slightly bites her lip before walking away.
“She’s hot!” Bridget comments.
“Yeah but she’s wild.” I add as we begin walking back to my apartment.
“You’ve slept with her? What am I saying, of course you have. In what way wild?” Bridget’s interest peeks.
“She wouldn’t look out of place on a BDSM website that’s for sure!”
“Oh kinky is she? Did you have any fun like that?”
Normally I would have told Bridget off for that kind of thing but considering the recent development in our relationship, I didn’t.
“Not to the extremes that she really likes but she did make me tie her up and have my way with her. It was quite erotic being in total control.” Basically Natalie had her ankles and wrists bound, and I could fuck her anywhere I wanted. It was quite tame compared to how some BDSM sessions can go but it’s not really my thing.
“That does actually sound quite hot! Like did you fuck her really hard?” I could sense Bridget was getting turned on by this.
“Yeah I actually went a little bit primal on her. She didn’t really set any rules so had my way with her hard and finished in her ass.” It was my first time doing anal. I had slept with many girls before but it I never had the chance to do it. Natalie didn’t exactly agree to it but I can assure you she did not object. She came even harder when I fucked her in the ass.
“Oh wow Jason, I’m getting a little hot over here!” Bridget fans herself. It’s my turn to act like her and go all out.
“After I came in her ass I got her to clean my cock with her mouth. I somehow stayed hard so I fucked her mouth.” Not entirely true. I did get her to suck me off but I didn’t stay as hard as I wanted too.
“Fuck Jason, you’ve never been so open with me before!”
“I’ll stop” I smirk. I had no intention of stopping. I’ve reached a new level with Bridget. The flood gates have opened.
“God please don’t stop…” god, sounds like she’s almost cumming here in the street.
“Nah I’ll think I’ll stop. Wouldn’t want anyone to hear how I fucked a girl to my pleasure and came deep in her ass then got her to clean my cock.”
Bridget doesn’t reply but I notice her pace quicken up. We aren’t far from my apartment but as we pass an alley a few blocks away, Bridget grabs me by my top and drags me into this alley.
“Wow what are you doing?” I don’t resist, I could easily pull back but I go with it. She pulls me until she throws me against a wall behind a dumpster.
“Bridget…” she cuts me off as she locks lips with mine. She’s passionate and lustful. Her mouth is open wide and her tongue is demanding attention. I give in and pull her into me. I match her passion and hunger. Her hand finds my crotch and strokes at my cock. It doesn’t take long for it to get to her desired state.
Without a word she squats down in front of me and pulls the edge of my pants down. She frees my cock to the exposure of the alley. There’s a hunger within her as she just as quickly inhales my cock into her mouth.
Her head bobs quickly as she sucks and slurps on my cock. She was good, I’ve had some bad and average blowjobs in my life but Bridget knows what she is doing.
She occasionally looks up at me, god isn’t that a fucking hot sight. When a girl looks at you with her mouth full of your cock.
I moved some strands of hair away from her face and admire the view.
Bridget’s ups her efforts, moaning and slurping my cock. So much so that I don’t even hear the voice shout from the top of the alley.
“Excuse me!!” A deep voice calls out. Fuck it’s a cop, what are the fucking chances.
“Bridget!!” I say with panic in my voice.
She doesn’t respond as she continues sucking my cock deeper.
“Bridget” I say with more panic as the cop begins to walk down the alley.
“Bridget, for fuck sake! RUN!” I force myself away and pull my cock back into my pants and begin running.
“Oh shit!” Bridget says as she finally realises the situation we are in. Thankfully she’s quick on her feet and not far behind me. The best fortune we have is that this cops fitness levels aren’t great and we quickly loose him and give him the slip. That or he couldn’t be bothered chasing us, either way, panting we arrive back at my apartment.
We just look at each other and laugh.
“That was a thrill!” She says to me.
“Oh no, don’t you be getting any ideas now!” I playfully warn her.
“Whatever could you mean brother?” She says coyly.
“You know exactly what I mean my naughty wicked sister!”
We both plonk down on the sofa and Bridget toses off my hoody then turns to me.
“Would you like me to finish what I started?” She gives me a grin as her hand wanders towards me.
“I won’t say no to a blowjob.”
“Pull your pants down then!” Bridget tells me as lays down on her stomach. Her legs fold up behind her. Her head positions right over my cock which needs a little coaxing back to life. Running from the cops would do that.
She takes my soft cock in her hand sucks it into her mouth. It doesn’t take long for me to be back at full attention and for Bridget to be working my full shaft.
It’s not as frantic as before but no less amazing. In long slow soft movements she sucks up ans down my entire length. She barely has a gag reflex. So she either doesn’t have one or has become an expert cock sucker. Whatever it was I’m not complaining as again I move her hair from her face to watch the show.
“Fuck that feels good” I groan out as she keeps going, never removing her mouth fully off my cock. Her hand comes into play now as she grips the base of my cock and starts to work in unison with her mouth.
“Shit Bridget” I can feel my cock swelling in her mouth but her lips stay wrapped around it. Surely she must feel my cock throbbing in her mouth.
Bridget keeps sucking me for a good ten minutes with no breaks and by god do I have a load for her.
“Bridget I’m close” I breath out, my balls becoming to shrink in as my body tenses.
Bridget just keeps at it, moaning confirmation to blow my load and blow my load I do.
“Fucckkkk” I groan out as I pump cum down my sisters throat. She holds firm and takes it all. Once I’ve relaxed down and emptied myself. She sucks a little longer then with a pop my cock falls from her mouth.
“Mmmm such a load bro, I need to go clean my face I think.” She says as she wipes the side of her lips with her finger. “Your cock looks nice and satsisfied though.” She says she sucks, licks and kisses my cock a few more times.
“Carefull now, might start enjoying that again.”
“Oh I’ll suck you off anytime!” She says as she jumps up and heads for the bathroom.
“I think I would let you.” I mutter under my breath.
When Bridget comes back she sits and watches tv as I sit on my laptop and take care of some work. We are technically only open for business Monday to Friday but doesn’t mean the work stops. Mr Bowman is a great boss but has high expectations.
Once I finish with work, I join Bridget on the sofa.
“Bridget. Don’t take this the wrong way but how long are you planning on staying here? Don’t get me wrong you are always welcome here and stay as long as you need but just wanted to know if you had a plan? Like do you have a job to get back too?”
“Wow bro” she laughs “one thing at a time!”
“I’m sorry” I chuckle.
“To be honest originally I had no idea how long I would stay but would just go back home. Now I’m not sure about going home.”
“Because of mom?”
“No no, because I think it is maybe time I spread my wings so to speak. I do like staying with you, I mean it has only been what two or three days.”
“That long?” I joke.
“Oh shut up, I don’t have a job per say, I need to go back for so yeah I don’t have to go back home for work or anything. I could find my own place. I’m quite liking the city life to be honest.”
“Sorry to be a party pooper but how can you get your own place with no job? They don’t just hand out places to the unemployed!” God I’m sounding like that nagging older brother but I want to look out for her.
“I never said I was unemployed… I just don’t have the stereotypical job…” Thoughts run through my head. What could she possibly be doing.
“Bridget?” I ask.
“Have you heard of only fans?” She asks raising an eyebrow.
“You’re not doing that? Are you?” I’ve heard and seen only fans. I was lucky enough to be getting action on a regular basis so I didn’t have a need for it. However I can see how many guys can get sucked into the temptation.
“I am actually and… oh god please don’t tell mum!!” Panic quickly covers her face.
“I won’t tell her, it would break her.” I think it would. Mom still sees us as her precious little angels. Well Bridget maybe less so with her flirty antics.
“God yeah please don’t. But yeah I’ve been doing it for a while and I’m not gonna lie I’ve got a very decent following and earn a healthy amount each month.”
“But surely not enough to make a living?” I ask niavley.
Bridget then proceeds to show me her banking app.
“Holy fuck Bridget! That’s pretty much the same as me!!” I was honestly shocked to see how much she had earned. Some months were lower but some were higher.
“I had to graft a lot in the early days but now as long as I keep up good content then people keep subscribing.” She tells me.
“What content do you post?” Curiosity getting the better of me.
“I’ll show you…” she says as she switches apps on her phone. Bridget then goes through the content that she does. She offers a range of different services for extra cost.
“Cock rating? Do guys actually pay you to rate their cocks?” I laugh.
“Yeah it’s actually a very popular service on this site.”
“Wait hold up” I stop her as she starts scrolling through her posts. The colour of the dress stands out. Thats not…”
“Last night yeah… I filmed it in the toilet, guys love a public video.”
“That’s why you took so long. You were, well working!” I laugh more at my own joke.
“Just a quick five minute video.”
Bridget then shows a lot more of her posts, ranging from pictures, to solo videos and it would appear some not so solo?!
“You’ve filmed having sex too??”
“I have, I filmed with girls too but that’s exclusive content.” She smirks.
“Wow I’m … a little speeechless to be honest.”
“Are you mad? Or….”
“No no not mad, proud is one way. It’s an unorthodox way of making money but it makes money. You’ve got a talent and a gift so why not use it.” I tell her honestly. I know mom would freak and probably have a heart attack and I know before this weekend there’s no way Bridget would have told me but yeah she’s making great money. Not to be negative but it’s not exactly a job for life though.
“Proud?” She whispers as if in disbelief.
“Yeah, here’s me thinking you are bumming about but you’re actually doing great. I glanced at your savings too and you’ve got way more than me. You really have got your head screwed on Bridget. I am sorry for giving you such a hard time.” I open up to her.
“Wow Jason, I might actually cry.” She says with a warm smile. “That really does mean a lot coming from you. Listen I know it’s not a job for life but I’m gonna make as much as I can whilst my body allows it.” She’s reading my thoughts now.
“Quite right” I say to her. “What’s the numbers there that keep going up?”
“That’s my messages and notifications. The notifications are people liking or commenting on my stuff and my private messages are well people messaging me privately.” She tells me and I feel like a dumb ass for asking.
“That’s a lot of messages.”
“Yeah, I do make a point of going through them all. It helps keep up the page if you reply to people. Don’t get me wrong some are just creeps sending messages wanting free stuff, they are just blocked but the genuine ones get a reply.” She tells me as she shows me some of the messages. Yeah it’s clear some guys are just saying how hot she is and wanna fuck her. There’s messages for some custom content and people just messaging her.
“God this is like a 24/7 job?”
“It can be but I don’t glue myself to it. Some other content creators have other people running their profiles to help with replying and posting content to keep up appearances. I don’t do that, I’ve done it all myself since the start.”
“You really have it all figured out don’t you?” I ask her.
“In some way you could say I have.” She laughs lightly.
“So if I wanted custom content would I get a discount?” I joke.
She’s about to reply with it looks like an idea smacks her in the face and a large devilish grin grows over her face. “Oh don’t you worry bro, you get anything you want for a very discounted price but…” it’s like she wants to say it but at the last second has second thoughts.
“But?”
“Would you film content with me?”
“Sorry?” I hear what she said but my brain doesn’t register.
“Would you film some content with me? Don’t worry I wouldn’t put you in it, just your cock? Guys often request live sex videos so with a real cock not a dildo. We can split any money made?” She makes it sound so simple.
“Oh Bridget I don’t know about that! If my work found out I’d be sacked on the spot.”
“No no, you’re right. It was wrong of me to ask. I wouldn’t want that for you.”
“Can I think on it? I find myself wanting to do it to help you and I can’t deny it could be fun. I’ve never done anything like that.” The curiousity is getting the better of me and swaying my judgement.
“Ok of course you can!” She smiles at me. “It ok if I reply to some of these?”
“Go ahead, I’m intrigued to see you ‘work’” I say work with imaginary air quotes. She just laughs and hits me.
I watch tv and browse through my own phone as Bridget does her thing. I do glance over now and again out of curiosity.
There are some very weird and wonderful people out there. There was one guy who was obsessed with Bridget’s feet and wanted all sorts of pics. A few guys wanted to order used panties. Bridget was happy to provide all that, at a cost of course.
“Ok that’s enough for now” she says. “I did just make a few hundred there though.”
“What? Just sat there you made money??” I ask in disbelief.
“Yeah a couple of guys bought exclusive video packs, a fair few sent tips and one guy has ordered a custom ten minute video.”
“Oh wow… it really is a woman’s game.” I laugh.
“Damn straight!!” She replies.
“I fancy some Chinese food.” Bridget says. “Should we order some takeaway food and maybe watch a movie?”
“That actually sounds ideal, we can order from the one I usually go too. It’s pretty good, never had any complaints to be honest.” It does actually sound like a very good night. Sundays are usually spent alone. Normally Fridays and Saturdays were my busy pleasure days.
We do just that, we order some food and go collect it. We get back and settle in to watch a movie. I let Bridget choose the film, that was a mistake. She opts for some romantic comedy. Seen one, seen them all.
“Right” I stretch. “I need to be up early tomorrow, we always start sharp on a Monday.”
“Ok…”
This was the first night since Bridget was here that I’m not entirely sure what bed she will or wants to sleep in. Last night just happened and the first night I didn’t even know she was here.
“Um you can sleep in my bed if you want?” I offer.
“As much as I’d love too, I can’t believe I’m the one that’s about to say this but maybe I should sleep in the other room tonight?” Oh wow, Bridget the voice of reason. Our relationship had reached a new level and at the moment it was fine but it would eventually led to complications.
“Yeah you’re probably right” I say in agreement.
We share a long hug before going to our seperate rooms. I undress myself and have a quick wash. I get into bed and drift off fairly easily.
I am surprised to find that I wake up alone in the morning. I was expecting for Bridget to come in. I can’t say I’m not disappointed.
I carry on with my normal morning routine. I’m ready and having a coffee when Bridget emerges from her room.
“Morning” I smile at her.
“Morning!” She says with a yawn and a stretch. She was wearing one of my t shirts again and as she stretched upwards it lifts the top and I can see her panties.
“Sleep ok?” I ask her. “Want some coffee?”
“Slept fine thanks actually and yes please!” She says as she rubs her eyes and comes over to me and happily accepts the mug of coffee.
“I know I gave you a hard time on Friday about staying in the house but yeah ignore that. I trust you.” I say to her, she’s not the same person I assumed her to be.
“Thanks bro, not sure what I will do with myself today. Think I will definitely get out and about though. Any recommendations?”
“To be honest I’m not entirely sure. The city gardens are nice to stroll around.”
“Yeah might do that and some shopping!”
“I’ll see you later ok, I’ll let you know when I am heading back!” I give her a quick kiss on the forehead before heading off to work.
I’m barely at my desk for five minutes when Danielle comes rushing in.
“Mr Bowman wants to see you right away! He says it’s very urgent.”
“I’ll be right there!”
I arrive at his office and knock before entering.
“Come in!” I hear him call.
“Ah Jason, please come in and sit down.” He says as he offers me one of the chairs infront of his desk.
“Now what I am about to tell you is deeply upsetting and disturbing but Mr Fletcher Smith is no longer employed at this company.” He says with a stern face.
“Oh… May I ask why sir?” This was completely out of the blue. Fletcher has been working for the company longer than I have. He’s always been a great asset to the company. A good friend also as much as he’s an asshole and pain in the ass.
“Legally I can’t say a lot but he has been arrested.”
“Arrested?? On what charge?” Holy shit, did not see this coming.
“Charges… there has been several allegations made against him. Obviously we don’t know for certain if they are true but a woman claims he drugged and raped her.”
“No way! Even for him that’s totally out of character. Surely it’s not as simple as that.” That’s quite the claim. He hasn’t even been found guilty or not yet he’s been sacked. Very unfair.
“Yes yes, he has been one of my best workers or so I thought. I’ve heard whispers and rumours about forged numbers within the company. I’ve been looking into it myself with the help of Louis. What we have discovered could just be the tip of the iceberg.”
“What are you saying sir?” I don’t like where this is leading.
“Mr Smith has been altering the numbers on cases for financial gain. He’s been doing it for a while, he started low at first but got greedy and then sloppy. I am honestly conflicted about my next move.” He pauses for thought. I wait and let him continue.
“The betrayal hurts, it’s not like he’s taken it out of my pocket but if it goes public it could destroy our credibility. Thankfully it was caught in house. The other legal matter will go public but we must distance ourselves from it and him.”
“I see your point sir, we need to protect the company image, it’s not good for business.”
“You’re right, it’s not as horrible as that is to turn our back on one of our own, he burnt his bridges when he brought my reputation into disrepute.” I could see the conflicting emotions in Mr Bowman’s face. He was hurt and angry. I don’t blame him. I’m shocked that Fletcher would forge money like that. I honestly don’t believe the rape allegations either.
“Can I do anything for you sir?” I offer.
“I need you to take on his work load. There are clients and deals to be finished. I know it’s a lot to ask but I know I can count on you.”
“Of course sir. Leave it with me, just give me some time with Danielle to get up to speed.”
“I will be sending for Danielle after this, she will answer solely to you untill we can clear the work load. I will also be speaking to Mr Wood. I have work for him also.”
“Thank you sir! Is there anything else?” I ask.
“At the moment no, thank you Jason. Just keep everything quiet until we can get ourselves ahead. All that people need to know is that Mr Smith no longer works here.”
“Yes sir, of course.” I stand as does he and we shake hands. I give him a respectful nod and head back to my small office. It’s not long before Danielle joins me.
“Good morning sir.” She says as she enters my office.
“Good morning Danielle, please come in and have a seat.” She closes the door behind her and takes a seat in one of the chairs opposite my desk.
“Ok so where do we start” I laugh nervously. “Firstly we are going to be working very closely this week so please just call me Jason, ok?”
“Ok Jason.” She nods.
“Do you have any plans for after work this week? I think we are going to have too put in some extra long hours to catch up so any night you have plans we can finish at our normal time?” I’m not her boss, well technically I am but I want come and go.
“I only have dinner plans with my parents on Wednesday but I cancel.”
“No no, that’s fine. Please don’t cancel that.” I tell her. “Next I want you to speak too Louis, see if we can book out one of the meetings rooms for the week. Need a bit of space to work.”
“Yes Jason.”
“Now I’m not sure what Mr Bowman said to you but we won’t talk about Fletcher to anyone or what we are doing. We still have my own work load to deal with but we will get through it!”
“Of course.” She nods.
“Ok go and speak too Louis please and let me know. Then we can get started. I need to phone Samantha and get access to all of Fletcher’s files. Got a lot of calls and emails to do today!”
“I’ll get on to that right away.” Danielle says as she gets up and excuses herself.
It’s one of the busiest days Ive had at work in a long time. Danielle and I are at it all day. I’ve lost count of the amount of coffee I’ve had. I did send Bridget a message earlier to say I would be late.
When I get home, Bridget and I share a quick dinner together and talk about our days. My day was very different compared to hers. I know I’m not meant to talk about it but I tell Bridget all about Fletcher. She’s hooked right away, I mean who doesn’t love a good juicy gossip. We chat a little more before going to bed, separate rooms again.
The next day follows very much the same routine as Danielle and I have a very long day at work. We are making great progress however and already on top of a lot of things. I like Danielle she’s a good worker and smart, she’s pretty attractive as well so it’s nice to work around her.
Wednesday is a short day and comes at some relief. Danielle leaves sharp to go meet her family and I leave not far behind her. The break will do us good.
Bridget text me earlier to say she bumped into an old friend and we’re going to get a couple of drinks. Fast forward to later that night and there’s been more drinking involved. She’s going to stay with the friend so I’m riding solo tonight.
I get into work the next day super early and Danielle not is far behind me.
“Good Morning Danielle.” I say to her, with a soft smile.
“I felt bad for leaving Sharp yesterday so I bought you a coffee.”
“Aww don’t worry, I was literally right behind you yesterday. I’ve updated Mr Bowmam and he’s happy with our progress.” Still a fair bit to be done but at least the boss and clients are happy. I take the coffee from her and thank her deeply.
We are mid way through the day when Samantha knocks and comes in.
“Mr Bowman would like to see you in his office, Mr Holmes!”
“I’ll be right there. Danielle take a break we’ve done well today.”
I follow Samantha and she lets me into Mr Bowman’s office. Mr Bowman is in his usual spot behind his desk but two strangers sit opposite him.
“Gentleman this is Jason Holmes.” Mr Bowman says to the two men as all three rise.
As I walk forward, the two men in suits stand up, their guns and badges visible.