Go back out to the waiting room

As much as I’m tempted to call Jeremy’s bluff and stay in the room, it sort of bugs me that I found the sight of my big brother boning some girl to be kind of hot. I decide to leave before I find myself drawn toward one of the perverted plots in one of Jeremy’s “Family Fun” DVD collections.

“I’ll catch up with you later, Bro,” I say. “You can introduce me to your ‘friend’ when you’re both a little more prepared to receive company.”

I turn to leave, only to hear the other door in the office open. I look toward it and see a woman exiting Jeremy’s private bathroom. She, like my brother and the woman underneath him, is completely naked. She gives me a quick look and says, “Jeremy! You didn’t tell me it was going to be a foursome! I would have had another cup of coffee this morning if I had known that.” She walks toward me and gives me a look that clearly communicates that she wants me to be as naked as she is.

“Kris, this is my sister, Kathy. She’s not staying,” says Jeremy, sitting up and pulling his pecker out of the girl, despite her pouting protests. “Why don’t you come over here and sit on my lap for a while?”

I **** myself to look away from my admittedly-hot brother. I have to admit that I’m impressed by his stamina. I look at Kris. “That’s right. I have to go. I’ll see you later.”

Kris looks quite disappointed and says, “Well, Kathy, I hope to see you again soon!” She pinches one of her nipples and gives me a slow wink. I try to keep a composed expression on my face, mumble a few words of goodbye, and quickly leave the room.

Once I have closed the door behind me, I take a deep breath. There was a lot going on in that room — and in my head — that I need to process when I have a few minutes alone.

“Can I help you?”

Startled, I look and see a man sitting at the receptionist desk. He looks to be a couple of years older than me. He is African-American, with close-cut hair. He is wearing a button-up shirt without a tie or jacket.

“Um... Hi.... I am Kathy Karley. I am just waiting for my brother to ... um ... finish up.”

The man rises from his desk and extends his hand to me. He is about 6’2”, and he is in good shape. It wouldn’t surprise me to learn he was an avid basketball player.

“Hi, Kathy. I’m Eric, Jeremy’s assistant.”

I take his hand and try to hide my surprise. Apparently I don’t do a very good job. Eric smiles at me and says, “Not what you expected, huh?”

“I’m sorry... But no. I just assumed Jeremy had a female assistant.”

Eric laughs and returns to his seat. “He did. Several, in fact. I believe it was your parents who insisted that he get a guy, instead. Apparently there was a bit of a problem with work getting done with the ladies who preceded me.”

I look at Eric’s finely-polished desk, and it takes no imagination whatsoever to figure out how it got such a nice luster. “Yeah... I’m sure of that,” I respond, trying not to roll my eyes. I look back at the closed door to Jeremy’s office, grateful that it is soundproofed. With Kris joining the party, I’m sure it is getting rather loud in there right about now.

Eric reads my thoughts and says, “Jeremy is probably going to be a while. You’re welcome to wait here, if you want, but he told me this was going to be your first day here, and he gave me a list of a few things you might want to do.”