The Family Patriarch. Chapter 154

by Writing Shark

Alice accompanies you to work

Waking up to a loving blowjob has become as normal for you as waking up itself and when Valerie Hoover notices that you are awake she sucks you as hard as a madwoman until you deposit your load on her face.

“Wake up honey.” Gently, lovingly, patiently you shake Alice awake next to you. She frees herself from Gemma’s intimate embrace and while Elise and Hellen wake up you stroke the pure skin of your first-born daughter.

“Good morning Daddy,” Alice whispers sleepily and stretches, her small breasts resting snugly on her stretched upper body.

“Ready for the first day of your new life?” It’s so nice to see how happily your dear daughter beams at you.

“Oh yes, Daddy. Thank you.” You giggle.

“You are my little whore, my piece of fuck meat, my queen and my muse Alice. But the fact that you would thank me for sending you to work exceeds even my imagination.” You laugh together, then swing yourself out of bed. Alice will work part-time in your company under you. Grace has sorted everything out with the school (sucking her husband and prostituting herself and her daughter to make things happen) and Alice will attend both of them until you take her out of school. “Collect the cum, then stuff it into Gemma’s pussy,” you order Valerie, who looks at you lovingly.


“Do you think she’ll notice?” Alice asks as you shower together. Dutifully, she kneels beneath you and blinks against the drops of water falling on her face as you shower and she gives you a soothing blowjob. You just look at her. “Okay, I understand. Of course she won’t suspect anything.” Your girl giggles happily, checks that your cock is hard and ready, stands up, leans against the shower wall and sticks her ass out towards you. Then she moans as you sink into her wet pussy – inside and out. “Oh daddy… ah…”

“Even if she does notice something, I’ll order her to ignore it until we’re ready.”

“Ah… yes Daddy… But… We?” Alice rocks back and forth on tiptoes as you fuck her under the warm water.

“We both have a plan ahead of us.” You quickly deposit your load in her pussy, then you wash the young, slim, beautiful body of your 20 year-old daughter and she does the same to you. Then you prepare for the day.


Your little muffin was a little nervous, but when you reminded her what she did the last time she was in her smart work dress, she kissed you on the mouth and then on your cock. A quick blowjob on the parking lot later and you’re standing in your office.

And you’re so proud of your queen. She shakes hands and greets your colleagues. She is polite to the men who are important and flirts easily and naturally with your superiors without forcing herself on them. There are no women in senior positions in your department and the only cunts in your office are the secretaries who all know their place.

Even before you rose through the ranks in business through your deal in Japan, you made sure that your workplace was a place of culture and progress, so women’s influence on everyday life is limited to what women do best.

“I’m looking forward to serving the company as a secretary,” Alice says to your colleagues, who all look at you admiringly. Of course you’ve prepared them for the step of bringing your daughter, a woman, into the company, but you are popular and respected, a leader. But Alice also makes one thing clear from the start. “I work under my father and everyone he authorizes for my services,” she announces proudly, and everyone nods all around.

“Over there is my office,” you say, pointing to a large room with windows to the inside and outside. It’s not a corner office, that comes later, but your plan will work. When Alcie turns around in her tight black blazer, knee-length skirt, gray nylon stockings and high heels, you notice that none of the men dare to stare at your daughter’s ass. This is, like almost everywhere else, your domain.

“Wow James,” says a colleague. “Your daughter knows how to make an impression.”

“Indeed,” agrees another. “I wish I had raised my daughter as well.”

“Other secretaries could learn a thing or two from her behavior,” says a third, and a fourth sums it up.

“She knows her place. That’s a rare talent.”

“Indeed,” you say, crossing your arms proudly as you and your friends watch Alice look around your office and then rush out of the room to the nearest coffee machine.

“Shit, I’m so jealous,” says a colleague from before as Alice waves happily at you, a steaming cup of coffee in her hand. Nodding, you turn to the men.

“Very well. We have enough to do. Let’s get to work.” With that, you go to your daughter.


“Your coffee, Daddy Sir,” says your young, sexy secretary a short time later and hands you the steaming cup.

“Thank you,” you say and sip the hot drink. Then you lean back in your big leather chair and stare out the window. “That’s a great way to start the day,” you moan with pleasure.

“It’s my job as a lowly employee to make sure my boss doesn’t want for anything,” your daughter’s quiet voice comes to you. You open your eyes and see her locking the door to your office and drawing the blinds. You grin devilishly at her. “And as your daughter, I promise you that I will be the best inferior you’ve ever had in your glorious life… Boss…” With that, she ties her hair into a tight ponytail while looking at you with her big eyes, her arms above her head on her hair. “I’ve already checked your schedule.” She shakes her head and her ponytail flies around. “Your boss is coming in fifteen minutes.” Then she gets down on her knees. “Enough time to show my boss what I’m willing to do for the company.”


“Fuck…” you gasp. “Muffin… what’s wrong with you.” She doesn’t even use her hands as she kneels under your table and sucks your cock as if she had done nothing else for her 20 years of life. Her pigtail wiggles wildly and her lips rub hard over your glans while the tip of her tongue flickers incessantly over your cock and her cheeks are sucked inwards. Her big eyes look up at you and love sparkles in them as well as lust and devotion.

It doesn’t take long before you come again in her mouth, so hard that you have to hold on to your table. You straighten your hair as Alice crawls up from under your table, a huge load of cum in her tummy, and strokes her lips seductively.

“What were you actually doing here before me?” she asks, adjusting her skirt and nylon stockings.

“My old secretary?” you ask. “She still works here, she just got transferred,” you shrug and stroke Alice’s hair. “Why?”

“Maybe you should bring her back?” she suggests.

“I already have a secretary,” you say, but Alice grins.

“You’re a powerful man, Daddy.” She quickly sits on your lap and puts her hands on your shoulders. “And soon you’ll be even more powerful. The men under you respect you.” She grins devilishly. “You deserve two secretaries. It’s your right.” Then she gets up from you again before you can get hard again. She opens the blinds and unlocks the door. With her hand on the handle, she turns to you again. “Besides, your daughter might need help with this complicated job,” she grins seductively and you understand what she’s getting at. “Sucking and serving. And I also have to learn how to command other pussies if I want to make a good impression at your side. After all, that’s a woman’s job.”

“You’re like Hellen,” you say lovingly, then Alice opens the door, just in time to see your boss there.

“Hello, Sir,” she greets. “Mister Winters is already expecting you, Sir. A coffee for you, Sir? Black with sugar?”

Your boss blinks and nods, then Alice hurries away.

“Sir,” you greet the man with whom you still have plans.

“Your daughter, Winters?” he asks, not seeing your plan unfold. He only pays attention to the beautiful, young girl, but like your colleagues, he is taken by something else. “How polite she is. Wonderful. And she knew right away how I wanted my coffee.”

“She’s perfect,” you agree.

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