The Pact Ch. 05-18

"Yes, I am Ian Patrick Fitzsimmons, born Isaac Finkel, as you know now. I am the half-brother of Becky and Tammy here, both of whom will be on the Board of Directors. Becky will stay on as Vice-Chair, while Tammy will be one of the executive VPs. That still leaves some spots open, of course, so... ," I began to speak at last, when Celia and Martha began heading over to me to plead for their jobs.

Stuart just gave me a tired, beaten, hangdog look, and I actually felt bad for him, as did Becky, quite visibly. Nathan spat at me and started to walk out, but then thought about it and walked back to his chair and started furiously writing down notes. I didn't resist as both women started to unzip my pants and suck my cock, but then I only found their humiliation a real turn-on. Their actual fellatio skills left a lot to be desired ... probably due to their uptight and selfish natures.

Only when I came and the ladies let go of my cock, allowing me to smear my spunk on their faces, did I finally finish what I said.

" ... Allow me to introduce the rest of the committee," I opened the door slightly and let in Desiree, Nina, Kerry, Blanca, Tina, Bacchus, Felix, and Liam.

"This gentleman here is Liam Estrada..."

"Fitzsimmons!" Liam laughed, interrupting me.

"Yes, Liam Fitzsimmons, who will be President and CEO. He's a fine executive and will do right by this firm, I strongly believe. This is Felix ... Fitzsimmons, who will be an executive VP. Bacchus Fitzsimmons here will be COO. Blanca Fitzsimmons will be CFO and Cristina Fitzsimmons will be Secretary. Call her 'Tina', however. Desiree ... Fitzsimmons here, is actually my fiancée, but she will be a Director on the Board, as will Nina, her sister, and Kerry Fitzsimmons. They will be full voting members of the Board. I doubt that they will want more responsibility than that, given their other duties, but still, it's a nice position to have, right?" I smiled.

Then I turned to Becky and asked her, "Should we go ahead and keep the rest of the board together? Some Adlers by name on the Board to avoid any rumors of a hostile takeover? Besides, I'm starting to actually feel some empathy for Stuart here, given how his wife treats him."

"Indeed. Me, too. Let's keep him on as Chief Counsel, and leave the rest of them as mere Directors, a step down that should be humiliating, but at least make them feel that their efforts to persuade us paid off. Otherwise, they won't continue to grovel, and I kind of like it when they beg and plead with us. It's got to be so hard on their egos, so humiliating, so galling to them," Becky smiled, taking pleasure from the idea of heaping more humiliation on her annoying cousins, "granted, he's a mediocre lawyer, but he is family and I have no one in mind to replace him yet. We can work with him or around him, or whatever. He'll be pathetically grateful to keep his position, count on that. Plus it's a slap in the face to Martha, to say the least, to have to deal with him.

"Besides, he now has the humiliation of having me be his boss. Not to mention Tammy and some others," I smirked.

"That, too," Becky squirmed a bit in her seat, which puzzled me until she leaned over and told me, "I'm horny again, thanks to that ass-licking bitch. She did her job too well. I might have to use her face in the future, if that's okay with you. She can be kept around for things like that, always in some vain hope of preferential treatment or whatever kind of favor she might imagine."

I smiled at that confession, answering, "Hey, no reason that we have to be exclusive. I might find a use for Celia, too, given her willingness to suck me off."

"Yeah, I wanted to limit it to a small circle at first, but that just isn't gonna work. Too much benefit from being more inclusive, I suppose," Des blew me a kiss that left no doubt of her intentions later.

"Alright, then, for now, Stu, we've decided to keep you as Chief Counsel. Don't ask why. We have our reasons, among them that we don't have a replacement lined up for you. Take full advantage of this second chance and do a damned good job, will ya? The rest of you get to stay on the board, but nothing more than that. Now, who here wants lunch? I'm buying, even for my sorry cousins. You there, though, you've been rather quiet. What's your name?" I asked the cute, exotic one in the group.

"Danielle Haran. I'm not actually on the Board. I'm the personal assistant to Mrs. Adler ... Mrs. Martha Adler. You're really going to keep her on the Board?" she expressed some dismay.

"Not in any executive function, though she never had one before, anyway. She will have only one vote and frankly that vote is rather small next to the shares that the rest of us possess, which we can vote if we must. However, I want you on the Board, too. Think of yourself as a representative of the clerical staff. Someone who knows what it's like to be a white-collar drone... ," I offered her.

"And you want to get into my pants. I get it. I should be offended by PC standards, but I've been screwing Nathan for weeks now, as well as Stuart, Celia, and even Martha. Fuck all of them. Oh, and I'm not that kind of assistant ... I'm her masseuse ... with benefits. So I guess that I can't really object to being your whore instead of hers. Don't get me wrong. I'm not ... a gold digger. I just really like sex. I got into this, never expecting any kind of promotion from it. I like sex and I like to chat, to gossip, etc. I'd rather be your bitch than Martha's, actually. You really want me on the Board? Or was that when you thought that I was a secretary?" Danielle wondered.

"I like her already. Let's keep her, don't you think?" Becky rolled her tongue across her lips to make her true meaning evident.

"Girl number eight, the one to even out the numbers?" I smiled, to which my sister nodded.

"Congratulations, you're on the Board, Miss Haran. No reason not to let the personal assistants be represented as well as the executive types. Wouldn't you agree, Tammy, Des?" I asked around.

"Hey, you're the Boss. This is your call. You want her on, she's on. This is a family firm, after all," Des started playing footsie with me.

"Welcome to the family, Dani. You don't mind if I call you Dani, do you?" I smiled at the new member.

"Not at all. Now, what about lunch? I'm starving!" Dani grinned at me, mouthing that she intended to rub me down and ride me hard soon.

"Lunch sounds great. Now, the rest of you, officers of the corporation, directors of the Board, the same deal applies to you. You keep your seats on the Board, but not your executive positions. Just think of it as early retirement. Celia, I'm afraid that includes you, oral talents notwithstanding, which could use some improvement. You're just not my type. As for Martha, what have you decided, Becky?"

"I have proposition for where that is concerned. This is the main group. I concede that there are legitimate fears of STDs if we fuck everyone and their uncle, so we should now limit our activities to the inner circle, if you will. I do think that we should be exclusive to the twelve of us. Martha made me feel disgusted with myself, just from the touch of her mouth, even if she also excited me, and I'm no prude, so that takes some doing, We were lucky that we only received oral favors, and that it can be put down to a fluke," Becky remarked.

"I'm listening," I declared.

"We set up a different, smaller circle just for them. It excludes us. It consists entirely of Celia, Nathan, Enrique, Martha, and Stuart. Those five will be lovers. By that I mean, all five of them, together. The men will also fuck each other. Oh, they might resist at first, but given how horny they are, they'll go along with it if it means easier gratification. None of them venture outside this circle. If there happen to be more men than women in this group, well, at least there are more than one of each. Besides, Martha will have to deal with that disquiet as much as the menfolk.

"Before you object, cousins, just remember that we have you by the balls, and that there are some advantages to gay sex for men, even if the men are straight. One of those is greater stimulation of the prostate gland, after all. Also, as with women together, men know what their bodies like in ways that women do not know about guys. However, this also depends on whether there is anyone else who wants to join them now. Dani, what about you?" Becky inquired.

"Not me. I've had it up to here with them. However, I think that Noelle is rather attached to Stuart," Dani commented.

"Noelle?" I wondered.

"Noelle is the security guard that let you through earlier. She's incredibly loyal, but she does have a weakness for men like Stuart. She's sweet, but tough at times. Full-blooded Apache, so she would tend to take over the group, you know. Boss them around and such. Still, with that lot, having a matriarch instead of a patriarch wouldn't be the worst thing in the world. The men are not born leaders, after all. Just need the right sort of matriarch. She should be on the Board, too, I think. Make it clear that she's not their subordinate in any way. She's kinky, too. She doesn't bother hiding it. She's already fucked Stuart a couple of times, at least," Dani explained to us.

"Works for me. Seems that the Adler-Fitzsimmons clan will have two branches and both will serve on the Board. Call her in. Tell her that we have a proposition for her. Also, I say that we all go out to dinner as soon as this is concluded, including Miss Noelle, of course. I hope that she understands her role here, to keep Stuart and company in line," I observed.

"Oh, she does," a voice from just outside spoke up, "sorry, I was eavesdropping, and I love your proposal, to be honest. I just hope that Nathan doesn't expect to take the reins from me, 'cause I'll have to remind him who's in charge by putting him in his place. Stuart, I'm not worried about. His bark is worse than his bite."

"Okay, but from now on, you won't have to eavesdrop. You're on the Board of Directors. How's that for a promotion?" I informed Noelle, a somewhat plump, but still quite attractive Native American woman in her late 20s.

"Fine with me, but so is dinner. I could use a serious bite. A pity we couldn't make it a group of 18, but then I think that you're busy enough as it is, sir. Besides, Dani wasn't lying. My nature and my culture both tend to make me rather bossy, and at least Stuart doesn't mind that, do you? Where to dinner, by the way?"

"Silvio's?" Des chimed in at last, finally able to speak up, as she whispered, "I'm glad that we're all on the same page about the exclusivity. I don't mind sharing, as you know, but I don't want a disease."

I nodded, both in response to her suggestion and to her comment, of course.

"Silvio's is fine. We can have some excellent Italian cuisine, and the way that we behave, no one will think that we're anything but a group of couples. Who would know any differently?" I verbally agreed.

"That remains to be seen, but I could definitely go for some Italian," Liam joked, making us all laugh at his sexual innuendo.

"Oh, you'll get plenty of Italian, just you wait. Don't say that I didn't warn you, though. It may be a lot more than you expect," Nina winked as she punned.

Something told me that dinner wouldn't quite be such an innocent affair after all ... not that any of us would mind. While I didn't expect what came next, it turned out for the best, all in all. We're still exclusive ... there's just a lot more of us now ... a lot.

Chapter 16

Dinner proved to be quite the enjoyable business, but I could tell that the staff knew that something was unusual, even if they couldn't quite put their finger on it. We all had very wonderful food, at least, and thankfully at least one designated driver per group, because the amount of wine that we ended up drinking with dinner was a bit much. The dinner party lasted until well past three, and we frankly gorged ourselves, including on the dessert. It was a damn good thing that Becky, Tammy, and I were filthy rich, because we could use the money in this case. The check was embarrassingly large and I naturally tipped the waitress as well, a sweet thing named Giulia that Des informed me was her first cousin on her father's side, but who grew up in Naples instead of the States.

That Giulia hadn't asked questions audibly was strange, but Des whispered in my ear finally, "She has been passing me notes in Italian, telling me what a lucky girl I am, having you and all. I think that she's jealous or at least envious."

"Really? I feel bad for her, but I'm a man of my word. We have a pact, after all," I observed.

"Screw the pact ... and Giulia. I'll smooth it over with Becky, I promise. My cousin needs some hard cock and now. Give it to her. There's a janitor's closet. She'll meet you there. I already told her that you'd be there. Besides, she needs an anchor baby to keep her in the States," Des kissed me and said loudly enough for the others to overhear.

"An anchor baby? Is it that close? She's in that much danger of deportation?" I reacted.

"Just do it, honey. I know what I said before, but what the hell, the girl has needs. Don't ask me to explain the inconsistency. It's a female thing. We're fickle like that," Becky interjected.

"Do us proud, stud," Nina winked at me, causing Tammy to laugh, as did the others.

I didn't know enough Italian to really converse with Giulia, so I simply went to the janitor's closet as asked and didn't ask any questions when I felt a mouth surround my dick. Assuming that it was Giulia, I just went for it, fucking the face that offered its service to me. I had to hold back to keep from cumming, however, since I didn't want to miss the chance to fill her belly with my seed. That was when I felt a kiss on the back of my neck and turned around just as the lights came on.

It wasn't Giulia who had been sucking my cock. Giulia was right behind me, but she quickly got into the action, adding her mouth and tongue to the one already pleasuring me. The other girl was probably a year or two older at most, and I was almost sure that they were sisters, as they looked so much alike. I damn near came just from fucking both of their mouths. I began removing Giulia's panties and hiking up her skirt when I saw the other lady lean in to rub her clit. Apparently, she was afraid that Giulia might need more stimulation, which I didn't mind, although she seemed plenty wet to me.

Before I knew it, I was so far inside Giulia that her companion was almost forgotten ... almost, but for the fact that she now applied some canola oil to my backside and began fingering my asshole. I really had to concentrate not to cum at that point, but I managed by sheer force of will for a good several moments. For each stroke, of course, I felt another finger added until the entire fist was in my butt, while Giulia met my hip movements with vigorous ones of her own. She also kissed my face as I rammed her with her legs in the air. I then felt the fist pulling out and a tongue running along my crack down to my taint and my balls. Then the tongue would go back up to my tailbone, after which it headed back down. Whomever the second woman was, she was pretty kinky, I had to admit, though Giulia still managed to be the center of my attention.

At last, however, I couldn't hold myself back and I began to explode in Giulia's twat. She started moaning excitedly and it evidently had something to do with the idea of what just happened, especially once the other woman began sucking my cock clean of Giulia's womanly fluids. They both kissed my mouth with a kiss that was more French than Italian, at least in name, before the door to the closet opened at last.

"Aunt Giovanna! You, too? Dear God! What would Father say?" Des pretended to be angry and shocked for a second, and then she burst out into laughter.

"Congratulations, stud. You've just been ambushed! This was planned all along. Becky was in on it, too. Don't worry. The other Adlers don't know about it, but everyone else does now, including you, the last to know. Why the last, because you're the prey, of course. Becky kind of lulled you into false security, didn't she? Oh, well. Anyway, welcome to the family.

"There is something that you should know. My aunt isn't a stick in the mud like my parents. In fact, it took a while for the breach to be healed between Mom and Aunt Giovanna. Try and understand. When they were younger, Dad and Aunt Giovanna were lovers, but they broke it off because it was frowned upon by our families. Cousin Giulia here is the fruit of their love, so to speak. This is the more pleasant side of our family, babe," Des assured.

"Exactly, what Sis said. Becky knew us through Aunt Giovanna, who has helped to mentor us a bit, break us away from some of that thinking, though the process didn't happen overnight. We didn't know what was in the wind, but Becky nudged us along toward our goal. I took a little longer to convince than Des, actually, but she led us there," Nina added.

"Wow, even more surprises. Any others?" I chuckled, unsure of what else to expect.

"Yes, in fact, there are," another voice added itself to the equation.

My fork fell from my fingers and my face paled. It was Molly ... alive and in the flesh. Sweet Molly, my sister, who had been adopted from our mother by the Fitzsimmons along with me, only to be mistreated and disowned by my parents just like me, once it was learned that she had an "unnatural" desire for me, her own brother. Yes, Molly and I had been lovers, but she had gone missing, presumed dead, and now here she was, standing in front of me just like yesterday, the years showing in her face, but still as lovely and sexy as ever.

Dear God, she was beautiful!

"Brother dear, you look like you've seen a ghost," Molly smiled as she planted very sweet kiss on my lips, her tongue and her eyes telling me that she was still mine first ... that she still adored me.

"How long ... how long have you all known this?" I asked Becky and Des.

"Oh, we've suspected for a while, and a fraction of the estate that I didn't disclose was reserved for her, just in case. You probably want to add her to the Board of Directors now, maybe even the Executive Committee. She'll get her share of her inheritance, too, the unallotted portion that I just stated. But only this week did I get confirmation, and naturally I had to strike then, hence my push to get Des into the open marriage thing sooner rather than later. It was the Sign. It was time, dear brother of mine.

"Ian, your parents didn't stumble upon Molly's body. They had her committed to an institution, which was where we found her ... quite sane. We had a lot of effort put into it, but it worked. Now she's back and happy again. She never died. She was alive all along. It was a sham, a ruse to fool you. Your parents are dead, of course, but they weren't able to carry their secret to the grave," Becky continued.

"Oh, damn ... Molly, you know how much I love you. Can you forgive me for not getting you out of that awful place?" I asked her, getting my answer in the form of another kiss, this a tearful one as she put her head on my shoulders.

"Then you know my lifestyle is even wilder than we used to practice, baby," I warned her.

"I don't care, Ian. I love you. I will love you until Death claims me for real, and perhaps even beyond the grave, if possible. Please, I will be with you. I will love you. I will do whatever you want of me. I will adapt to this new life of yours. It sounds great, in fact. You're a different man in some ways, but you're still the same Ian. The same guy who made me happier than any other person alive. I ... need you, brother. I'm still in love with you," Molly began making out with me in front of everyone present, much to their delight.