Birth of an Empire

-The further adventures of a pathetic young man, who's darker
side takes over. Once unleashed this predatory part of him starts
taking what it wants. Nothing can stand in its way. The young man
finds himself falling in love with his ex-boss' young daughter.
They make tender and passionate love. This causes him to realize
his feelings for her mother. Could this be the start of something
beautiful and wonderful? (Mg, ped, rom, 1st, mast)-
Miles Martin (martin369@gmail.com)

Chapter 5

      My bosss daughter and I walk to my car, hand in hand. As I
dig out my car keys, she reluctantly lets go of my hand, smiling
at me nervously as she walks over to the passenger side door. We
climb in, and she scoots over closer to me. For some reason this
girl has taken a liking to me. It does not seem like anyone in
her life pays her any attention. Knowing her parents, they were
probably verbally abusive and never close to her. I was probably
the first person in a long time to treat her like a human being.
And that is pretty pathetic, just having a few hours before been
raping her mother. Nonetheless she soaks up everything I give her
like she is dying of thirst.
      As I start the car and look at her staring at me adoringly,
I realize that I too have feelings for this girl other then
sexual. Trying to analyze it, I cannot figure out what it can be.
I just ignore it and pull out of the parking lot.
      What school will I be taking you? I ask her as we hit the
main road.
      Still watching me, she whimsically says, Oh the catholic
school just down the street.
      I had figured as much form her uniform. But it does not pay
one to assume. Trying to keep my eyes on the road, but also study
her I asked, So how come you are going to school so late in the
day?
      She giggles outs Daddy got drunk last night and over
slept. He was going to try to pawn me off on mommy. But then you
taught him a lesson. Thank you. And with that she nuzzled her
head onto my shoulder.
      I wrap my right arm around her, holding her to me. We bask
in the affection in silence, as I drive on to the school. There
is definitely something about this girl. Her innocence? Her
infatuation with me? I do not know what it is, but it was doing
something to me. Her mother had made me into a monster, could she
be helping to rebuild me into something new? I did not want to
think about it, so let it drop.
      As we pull into the school parking lot, I look down to see
her smiling face. She is just so beautiful. I have to force
myself to turn back to my driving. I pull into an empty spot and
turn off the engine. We just sit there hushed, leaning into each
other.
      She finally breaks the spell by leaning up and kissing me
on the cheek. I am late enough as it is, I better get going.
Thanks for the ride. She says as she scampers out the car door.
      I watch her ass as she leaves the car. Finally feeling an
emotion I recognize and could deal with. I call out to her What
time do you get out? I will pick you up then.
      Running towards the school building she yells over her
shoulder, 2:45!
      I watch her until she finally disappears into the school. I
shake my head trying to clear my thoughts. I will not allow
myself to think about love, or the possibility that I might feel
it for that cute innocent girl. I force myself to think about
what I need to do today. Pulling out of the parking lot, I head
towards my mothers house.
      Having such a shitty job and such terrible pay, I had never
had the chance to move out of my mothers. But now that I was
moving in with my ex-boss and her daughter, I needed to head over
to pick up all my stuff. Luckily she would be at work, so I would
not have to listen to the harpy. She was worse than my boss had
ever been. I am not sure what I will do to her if I see her. I
push that out of my mind also, as I drive on.
      By the time that 2:30 rolls around I have sifted through my
stuff and moved most of it over to my new dwelling. There was
only one trip left, but I decided to just take it after I picked
up and dropped off the girl. So I head off towards the school.
      I pull up and park with the rest of the parents picking up
their children. It does not take long until I hear a bell go off
and students come rushing out the door. I watch them pass,
checking out the more attractive girls. Smiling to myself, I feel
like a sexual predator. I soon catch sight of my bosss daughter.
      Upon seeing me she smiles and turns whispering to a group
of girls she had been talking to. They all giggle and turn to
look at me.
      I smile back at them, and return their appraising look.
They all giggle and squeal with glee once more, whispering to
each other. I am obviously the topic of discussion. So I just sit
and watch them. Eventually they slowly break up, and my bosss
daughters smile is once more beaming brightly at me as she runs
over. With a blush she climbs into the car and scoots over next
to me.
      Your friends like what they see? I ask her, raising my
eyebrows suggestively.
      She turns even brighter red and looks down shyly. She
mumbles They all thought you were my boyfriend or something.
      I ruffle her hair and wrap my arm around her. I whisper
into her ear So what did you tell them?
      Her eyes, sparkling, turn to me. In a hardly audible
whisper she says, I told them you are.
      With that I take her head in my hands and kiss her
passionately. I sense her jolt with surprise, but she is soon
melting into my kiss. Almost immediately I feel her tongue
exploring into my mouth. I shoot my own tongue back at her,
mounting my own assault of her mouth. Our tongues duel and dance
with in each others oral caverns. I finally let go of her, and
she collapses back onto the seat panting.
      I chuckle to myself as I start the car and head back home.
The trip is done in silence. It seems reminiscent of the ride to
work earlier with her mother. The girl must be coming to terms
with what had just happened as well. She seems zoned out and in a
trance. When I pull up to the house, she just sits there. I have
to shake her to get her attention. Even then, the eyes that turn
to me look far off and vacant. I tell her that I am dropping her
off, and that I would be back in a little bit. I watch as she
stumbles out of the car and slowly walks towards the house.
Driving off, I watch her in my rearview mirror.
      The trip to pick up the last of my stuff is quick and I am
back pulling up to my new home by 3:00. I grab the last box of my
stuff, and carry it into the house. Walking towards the master
bedroom, I pass the girls room. The door is slightly ajar. When
I get close to it, I hear a moaning sound coming from the room.
Putting the box down, I tiptoe closer and peer in.
      The girl is lying on her bed, pleated skirt up around her
waist. One of her hands slowly massaging her panty clad sex. Her
other hand is clutching a shirt to her face. She is moaning and
whimpering into the shirt.
      When I look closer, I realize it is one of my shirts. A
grin spreads across my face as I watch the girl masturbating to
my smell. Silently I sneak into the room. My shirt is covering
the girls face, so she cannot see me. Slowly I walk towards her,
stopping right before I bump the bed. My right hand carefully
hovers over her clit, and I slowly lower it down. My index finger
comes down on it, massaging.
      The sudden and unexpected contact causes the girl to shriek
and jump up. The shirt falls from her face and she looks up at
me. With realization of what I had caught her doing, an
embarrassed and mortified look flashes across her face.
      I knowingly smile down on her, grabbing my shirt from her
grasp. With a raised eyebrow, I say Ah there is where my shirt
went. You really should let me know if you are going to use my
clothing. Especially if it is for sexual reasons. With a wink, I
place the shirt down on the bed next to me. My finger still
massaging her clit, I move closer to her, now hovering over her.
      She looks up at me frightened. Shaking as I come closer and
closer. I ah she starts to mumble out.
      I cut her off by bring my lips down on hers. I aggressively
thrust my tongue past her lips and teeth, breaching her defenses.
I surge into her mouth, taking no prisoners. She is once more
caught off guard. And with her defenses fallen, she is forced to
desperately counter my onslaught with own tongue. It is a valiant
and passionate battle. My right hand works its way into her
panties, thrusting into her moist passage way to make my assault
two pronged. I being the brilliant strategist that I am, use my
other hand to start a march up her mammary mountain peaks. It
finds its goal, and attacks her nipple through her shirt and bra
with gusto. I relish my quick and easy victory, as she moans with
ecstasy into my mouth.
      Her moaning gets louder and she thrusts against my hand at
her cunt. Quickly she is shuttering and shaking with orgasm. Her
legs clamp down on my hand, and I have to break off the kiss so
that she does not bite off my tongue.
      I smile down at her, as her gyrating slows down and she
lays there panting to catch her breath. Bringing my soaked hand
to my mouth, I lick it clean as she watches me with half open
eyes. When she has fully recovered, my hands once more find their
way back onto her body. But this time, they start to work on her
clothes. First they unbutton her shirt, working their way down
giving a good view of her grey training bra incased little
titties. When this task is done, I look down at her face to see
her gazing at me with a dreamy look. I smile down at her and tell
her I need you to lean forward so I can take off your shirt and
bra, sweetie.
      She dreamily whispers back to me, Ok. My arms lift her
forward into my chest. She rubs her face into my chest, as I work
my hands behind her, trying to unhook her bra. Once this is done,
she helps me shrug off both the bra and white button up shirt.
      I lay her back down on the bed. Looking down at her now
bare chest, I admire her developing A size little tits. I was
right they are just big enough to fill my hand. With tiny little
nipples that are hard as diamonds, with a nice dark pink hue. My
hands play across them, brushing against the nipples. She has an
obvious tan line around her breasts, her skin pale from lack of
sun. She must spend a lot of time out at the beach or a pool
building up her tan, but must not be going topless. I move my
hands down to the hem of her skirt, while moving my mouth down to
the nape of her neck. I give her tiny nibbles and licks, as I
work it down to her right breast. I take the nipple between my
lips and work my tongue around it.
      This elicits another  moan from her lips. Her hands work
their way into my hair, and she presses me harder into her chest.
      I react to this by working my teeth around her nipple and
gradually applying pressure.  While this is happening, my hands
are working her skirt down her hips. When I reach as far as I can
go, I reluctantly let go of her nipple and pull myself down to
pull off the skirt.
      The girl pouts and groans in disappointment. She can only
manage to plead Please
      I smile up at her, from down between her legs. My hands are
now at the elastic of her panties. They are a light pink pair,
with red and purple flowers all over them. Very cute and
adorable, making her look even more young and innocent. Thus
giving me a huge thrill. Even better is that their front is
soaking wet with the girls love juices. As my hands start to pull
them down off her hips I ask her coyly, Please what?
      She breaths hard and cannot seem to get anything out.
Finally as her sex is exposed to my gaze she moans out, Please,
dont stop. I want you to be my first.
      I tug the panties down off her legs, as I fix your eyes on
upon her hot young pussy. There is only a slight sign of pitch
black public hair growing in on her mound. There is also the same
tan line as her breasts, setting a great contrast to the rest of
her highly tanned body. After the panties come off her feet and
down on the floor, I dive in. My mouth latches on to her cunt
lips and my tongue thrusts into her tunnel of love. Her girlish
fluids flood into my mouth. I savor their flavor and work my
tongue in deeper.
      The girls hips grind against my face and her legs squeeze
together to insure I will not escape. Her hands once more find
their way to my hair, and clutch into it for dear life.
      My own hands, not wanting to be left out, crawl their way
up her body to her cute little breasts. Taking the nipples
in-between their fingers, they tweak them hard. Twisting them one
way and then the next.
      This causes the girl to yell out with pain and pleasure.
Also forcing more of her lubricant to flow onto my tongue.
      My hands keep up their twisting and turning, as I lift my
head up slightly. I take the girls clit into my mouth and suck
on it as hard as I can.
      This throws her over the edge once more. Screaming, OH
GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD! while I keep up my suction.
      I stop my suction, lift up my hands, and just stare down at
her with a smile. The feeling from earlier floods through me, as
I once again look at her blissful face, her eyes half closed. She
is a thing of beauty and innocence. Something that needs to be
loved and protected. I realize I would do anything for this girl.
More to the fact, I love this girl. I want her to be happy, and I
want to share my life with her.
      It also hits me that I have similar but different feelings
about her mother. That behind all the things I have done to her,
I care for her. And way she had been acting this morning; she
obviously felt the same way towards me. She still needed a lot of
work, but that just made me care for her even deeper.
      But all of these thoughts are thrown away as I feel a small
pair of hands grabbing my still clothing encased cock. I pull
myself forward, rolling on to the bed next to her. This gives the
exploring hands better access. I yank my own shirt off as I feel
the zipper of my shorts lower. With a desperate need, the hands
jerk my shorts and boxers down my legs. I help by kicking them
off and onto to the floor. Turning back to the girl, I see a
burning lust still smoldering inside her eyes.
      I need you inside of me right now! I want you to be my
first. Please just take me! She almost shouts with need.
      Not wanting to disappoint her, I roll myself back on top of
her. I watch her eyes locked onto my cock, as her hands take hold
of it for the first time. I smile at the wonder and slight fear
that runs across her face. This must be her first time seeing a
real cock. I think to myself. I inch my way forward, aligning my
cock with her entrance. Her hands seem to be trying to pull me
in, but I take it slow. I ever so carefully push the head against
her opening. It measuredly makes its way in. As soon as the head
pops in, I start to apply more pressure. My cock starts to slide
in a little bit faster, but eventually hits an obstacle. Moving
my right hand down to her clit, I start to stimulate it. Looking
down into her eyes I tell her, This is going to hurt. And
thrust into her as fast as I can.
      Her eyes shut in pain and she whimpers out a little. But
soon enough her eyes open back up with the lust still as
powerful.
      Now that the hard part is finished, I start to build up a
rhythm thrusting in and out of her, working my way in deeper with
each thrust. The feel of her tight cunt is just so amazing. I
watch her with love, as she starts to thrust back at me and moans
with pleasure.
      Her lips part and a slight hint of drool dribbles out of
her mouth. Her legs wrap around my ass, pulling me in deeper. I
lean down into her, and her arms also wrap around me. She moans
and whispers into my ear, I love you.
      I turn my head and kiss her on the cheek, whispering back.
And I love you to sweetheart. As I plunge down deep inside of
her. I feel her shutter in release at my words. There tight
little tunnel clamps down on me harder and floods with her juice.
This makes it B easier for me to finally bottom out. I hit the
back of her cunt, slamming against her cervix.
      By now we are both slathered in sweat and panting in
passion. I lock my lips on hers and we share our labored
breathes. I build up my rhythm faster, and feel her coming close
to enough orgasm. I too am on the edge. And with a final thrust
deep down against her cervix, I release my torrent of semen. Her
walls milk the cum out of me as she hits her last orgasm soon
after.
      My arms scarcely hold me up, as the last of my seed is
deposited next to her womb. I somehow roll off of her and onto my
side. She follows me, nestling her head once more into my chest.
I cradle her in my arms paternally and protectively. We drift off
together, lost in our each others warmth and love.
      We sleep peacefully for hours. When I awake it is 9:00pm.
In an hour I would need to pick up her mother. Reluctantly I wake
up the girl. As she yawns and looks up at me with a heavenly
smile, I hear her stomach rumble. With a parental smile, I say to
her Well I better get dressed and start making dinner. Now you
little missy, need to start working on any homework you have. I
will pick up your mother, and then she will all eat together.
She pouts up at me, as I sit up on the end of the bed. I swat her
little butt and grab my clothes as she shrieks out a girlish
giggle. Walking out of the room, I watch as she starts getting
dressed herself.
      In the kitchen I survey the cupboards and refrigerator for
something to make. Finding some frozen ground beef, rice,
noodles, and a can of Italian sauce I decide to make a casserole
like dish. I cook the rice and noodles, brown the meat, chop up
some vegetables and throw them all with the sauce into a glass
dish. I put them all into the oven to bake. Then I once more make
a salad like I had the night before, putting it in the
refrigerator. By now it is about time to pick up the old boss.
The food should be ready by the time we get back. I walk into the
girls room, seeing her hard at work on her homework; I kiss her
on the forehead, telling her Dinner will be ready when I get
back with your mother. Then out the door I go.
      When I walk into the shop, everyone is in the middle of
closing up. The cook is sweeping the floor, a driver is washing
all the dishes, and my little love slave is counting the
register. Looking around I notice that the place looks far
cleaner. It is still going to need a lot more work, but this was
a nice start. Walking over to the cook I ask, Yo cabrn, how did
today go? She give you any problems?
      With a huge smile on his face, he leans against the broom
and says. Ay way, no problems. She act real nice. Make sure to
listen to me.Not want to have to chupa chupa again. We both
laugh and I walk back into the front.
      Stopping in front of the counter I watch my ex-boss
counting the money. It seemed like there is slightly more than
normal.
      She finally notices me and looks up. Conflicting emotions
shoot across her face. Excitement, fear, and anger are the most
prevalent.
      So how did we do today? I ask her still watching her
face.
      We did pretty well. She answers noncommittally.
      So I see you cleaned up around here. Looks a lot better,
good job. I tell her.
      She looks at me puzzledly, trying to figure out my angle.
I called the exterminator like you asked. They came by and gave
an estimate; it is going to be expensive. We have a bad
infestation. I also called the newspaper and Pennysaver to post
that we are hiring.
      Good. This place with be turned around in no time. Soon it
will be the best pizza place in town. I tell her as I walk
around the counter and stop next to her. My hand goes up and
brushes a strand of hair from her face.
      She still gives me a dirty and puzzled look. Finally unable
to control herself she angrily says, What did you do to my
daughter. With that fucking shit eating grin, I know you did
something. You better not have hurt her, so help me God.
      I just smile back at her. Do not worry about your
daughter. I would never do anything to hurt her. I have been
showing her a tenderness she does not seem to be getting from
anyone else. She is a beautiful young girl and I love her, just
as I love her mother.
      At that my ex-boss jaw drops. She stares at me speechless.
Her eyes darting across my face trying to read it.
      I just continue to smile and let out a chuckle. Do not
think that this means I will start treating you any better. It
just means that I have finally realized my feelings for you. My
smile turns wolfish, Also do not pretend you do not feel the
same way about me. You know you like what I do to you. Admit it.
      A blush comes across her skin. She turns from me, hiding
her eyes. In a soft whisper she says, Yes, its true.
      And with that admission I take her into my arms and draw
her into a kiss. Becoming more passionate as she melts into me,
returning it with force. When we separate, I smile lustfully down
on her, giving her ass a good swat. Now get back to closing, I
have dinner in the oven and a starving little girl waiting for
us. I must sound like such the domestic. Imagine me, a stay at
home father.
      She returns the smile and turns back to counting the money,
with a happy Yes sir.
      I wait for her to finish, thinking about everything and
nothing. I had let go of my darker half, and it had helped to
turn my life into something good. I had been afraid for all these
years of something I should have embraced. I was building a
family that I loved, and could see a bright future in front of
us.
      Once the register was counted, and the profits were
calculated, we head off to the door. I yell back to the cook,
Later pinche puto! and hear Ay later, gringo as a response.
With my arm wrapped around my boss, we walk out to my car and
drove home.
      We arrive just in time for me to take the dish out of the
oven. Dinner turns out well. We all sit around the table sharing
about out day. The girl tells her mother about her day, and did
not leave out our passionate love making. At first her mother
looks pissed, but slowly she realizes that it had not been
something dangerous or hurtful. So she smiles over at me with
love in her eyes.
      The only problem occurs when the phone rings. My ex-boss
looks up at me, as she hurries over to answer it. After a few
moments she turns to me and with disgust in her voice says Its
for you.
      I pick up the receiver, puzzled. Hello?
      There is a heavy breathing on the other side. A masculine
voice whispers out, I need you.
      I quickly recognize the voice as my boss ex-husband. I
coldly respond to him, I thought I told you that if I needed you
I would call you.
      But I need your cock. Please, just let me pleasure you. I
need it. You showed me something that I cannot find anywhere
else. Treat me like dirt, do anything to me. Just let to touch
you.
      Still cold I tell him, Yeah but I do not need you. I have
your family here to fulfill my needs. Now leave us the fuck
alone. If you call here again, I promise you will not take any
pleasure in what I do to you. And with that I slam the phone
down and return to the table. We finish the meal in a more somber
mood.
      As my ex-boss takes the plates into the kitchen to wash,
and her daughter runs back to her room to finish her homework, I
walk into the living room and turn on the TV. There is nothing
on, but I just sit there lost in thought. A few minutes later, my
boss walks in and plops down next to me on the couch. She crawls
under my arm and together we watch the mindless programs.
      A couple of hours go by, and I start to realize how tired I
am from such a long day. My boss is peacefully dozing against me.
I gently shake her awake, and tell her that it is time to go to
bed. We both fumble our ways to the master bedroom. Throw off our
clothes and climb into bed. With her snuggling into my side, I
see the door carefully opening. Slowly her daughter walks into,
as naked as we are, and climbs on my other side. Slipping under
the covers, she slides next to me. I happily drift off to sleep
with two loving and beautiful women at my sides.
      To be Continued
