Marlene offers up some special hospitality.

It started rather innocently. A quick sensation of nylon swiping across his calf when Marlene adjusted herself in her chair. Nothing more than an accidental touch, really. Until her foot returned a few seconds later and flatly rested its stocking sheathed sole on his leg.

If he were a normal person in a normal situation, he might have moved his leg away and apologized, assuming it to be accidental stimulation. But he wasn’t a normal person anymore; he was the owner of the Chronicle System, and Marlene was just about the only person he didn’t feel guilty using this power on.

So instead of shying away, he pressed his leg against her foot to signal his willingness. She wasted no time in rubbing her sole up and down his calf, but because she sat right next to him, her range of access was somewhat limited.

“This is dee-licious! I guess turkey and eggs ain’t so bad together, wouldn’t you say kid?” Harlan asked.

“I’d say you’re right Mr. Fairchild.” Leon turned his head towards Marlene. “I can’t thank you enough for servicing me like this,” he said, and placed his hand on the top of her stocking, out of Harlan’s view. Lily was looking at her phone while she ate, paying nobody at the table any mind.

“Kid, you may have a funny way of saying things, but you got some good manners. Ain’t nothing in this world more important than manners,” Harlan told him before taking a big bite of his turkey.

It was in the middle of Harlan’s compliment that Marlene wrapped her hand around the tent of his gym shorts and started rubbing it inconspicuously.

“You got a job, kid?” Harlan asked while chewing his food. Apparently he was exempt from the whole ‘good manners’ concept.

“Oh my, here we go again. Always recruiting for your little project,” Marlene said while moving her hand up and digging it under Leon’s waistband. Long, pleasantly cool fingers encircled his pulsing length and began milking it in a slow and steady rhythm.

“N-nope. Not yet Mr. Fairchild... sir,” he replied. He looked towards Lily but she seemed to be in her own little world still. His crush ignoring his existence has been a source of depression for him over the past five years. Even when he was this close to her, he was a phantom in her peripheral vision.

It was her mother’s dexterous fingers eagerly running up and down his throbbing cock that took the sting out of being beneath her notice. At least Marlene was happy he was here.

“Why don’t you come work for me?”

“Work for you, Mr. Fairchild? I don’t mean to be rude, but I’m not even sure what you do,” Leon said. I have to keep my voice under control if I want things to keep going.

“I own the movie theater. The Breeze Cinema? You know the one, you gotta.”

“Sure, I know it. I go there every chance I get...” His hand slid nervously between her legs, almost touching her pussy. After the close calls with Jessie and his mom, he was at the point where he assumed to be stopped before he could do what he really wanted.

That wasn’t the case with Marlene. Instead, her legs opened wider, inviting him into heaven.

“Why not try it out? Part-time, and I’ll work with ya on the schedule.” Marlene’s shoulder movements as she gave him her special bran of hospitality should have been a dead giveaway to their sneaky indulgences, but the System kept Harlan from noticing just like it promised.

Leon was sick of missing opportunities. This time, he was gonna be brave and go for broke. He said, “Sure Mr. Fairchild, that sounds great,” without paying attention to what he was agreeing to, and cupped the soaked crotch of Marlene’s lacy panties.

Damn. I thought for sure she wouldn’t be wearing any.

“Good man, good man. Let me grab some paperwork out of my bedroom. I’d let ya skip it if I could, but we gotta follow formalities. Give me 5 minutes, tops,” Harlan said, standing up cheerfully. “Real glad you agreed kid. I could use the help.”

Thankfully the System kept Harlan from looking down at the lewd activities Leon was engaged in with his wife, and he merely nodded and left the room.

Marlene leaned close to Leon’s ear while he caressed the source of her heat and whispered, “Dig in.”