Kitty Forman stormed back into William Barnett's Chicago office, her heels clicking sharply against the polished floor. The others had left, but she wasn't finished. Hyde's biological father sat behind his desk, looking amused as she planted her hands on the wood and leaned in. "You owe me a fur coat, mister," she declared, her voice steady and strong. "I've raised that boy like my own for years. A thank you is the least you can give."
William leaned back, his dark eyes sparkling with interest. "A fur coat? That's quite a demand, Mrs. Forman." Kitty didn't flinch. "Call me Kitty if we're going to talk business." He smiled, standing slowly. "And you can call me William. Though I think we both know this isn't just about coats." The tension crackled as he circled the desk, his presence filling the room. Kitty felt her pulse quicken, but she held her ground, strong and unyielding.
"I've only ever been with Red," she admitted nervously, her cheeks flushing. "Never been with a black man before. But that doesn't mean I'm scared." William chuckled softly, stepping closer. "Are you sure about that, Kitty? You look a little nervous." She met his gaze boldly. "I'm not backing down. I love my family, and this is for Hyde. So what kind of thank you are you offering?"
Their lips met in a heated kiss, passion igniting fast. Clothes fell away as William's hands explored her curves, her body responding with wet heat. "Call me Kitty," she gasped as he pressed her against the desk. "And you... call me William," he murmured, his cock hard against her thigh. He entered her slowly at first, then with building rhythm, her pussy dripping around him. They moved together, panting and sweating, her strong hands gripping his shoulders as waves of pleasure built.
"Harder, William," Kitty demanded, her voice witty even in the throes. "Red never made me feel like this." He thrust deeper, her ass pressing back against him. "You're so wet for me, Kitty. Dripping and horny." She came with a cry, her body clenching, but they weren't done. The door creaked open—Hyde stood there, eyes wide at twenty-one, taking in the sight of William ramming into her.
"Hyde," William said calmly, not stopping. "Your Mrs. Forman deserves a proper thank you. Come join us. Lick her pussy nice and wet while I fuck her." Hyde hesitated only a moment before approaching, his own cock hardening. Kitty, strong and in control, pulled him close. "Steven, show your father how grateful we are." Hyde knelt, tongue finding her wet folds as William continued thrusting, the three of them building a shared rhythm of passion and unexpected bonding.
Sweat slicked their skin as Kitty directed them both with sharp commands, her body the center of their attention. William's cock pulsed inside her while Hyde's tongue worked her clit, bringing her to another climax. "That's it, boys," she panted, cum dripping down her thighs. The father and son moved in sync, exploring this new connection through her pleasure, her strong presence guiding every moment.
As the intensity peaked, William groaned her name, filling her as Hyde watched, the room echoing with moans and heavy breaths. Kitty smiled, satisfied yet knowing this was only the start of something deeper. The office door stayed ajar, hinting at more encounters to come.
The chapter ends with Kitty whispering, "This thank you is just the beginning—there's so much more family business to settle."
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