Steel gets his evidence

Steel keyed into a satellite control panel in the west wing of the large ship where he could work away from Adam's prying eyes. As a partner he had full access to all the data banks. His boner was still going strong when he jumped in his chair from surprise. Unfolding before him on the screen was more evidence than he had dared hope for. A naked Cindi was slithering her oiled body against an obviously aroused Adam. Quickly, Steel resisted the strong urge to keep watching and jack off his raging meat right at that moment. Instead he scanned through the log, saving the incriminating video to his personal data bank.

Steel almost creamed his jumpsuit when he stumbled upon the hot tub tryst between Adam and his knockout Mother. Steel licked his dry lips as his heart raced at the thought of being able to view the footage later in its entirety. The hot MILF teased her son mercilessly before finally riding her young stallion like a rodeo rider, her perfect tits bouncing salaciously on her trim torso. He was surprised to see her struggle to push away from the young stud, and then realized that he meant to spurt his seed in her unprotected womb.

"Erasing ship's logs." The message flashed across his screen.

Wait. What was this? Adam had apparently realized his vulnerability from fooling around on the ship the last few days and tried to expunge the evidence. Frantically, Steel tried to override the command without alerting Adam to his presence. Unable to do so, he decided he'd already saved enough material to get the leverage on the young stud that he needed. Yes, he'd be able to skim some extra cream off the top of the operation, but what really excited him was the payoff in flesh he intended to extract. What would Adam and Cindy do to keep their antics from old William Carter, their father? Probably just about anything. The Interplanetary Ethics Commission would also be interested in this kind of activity as well, he mused.

Steel put the saved footage on remote and slapped in his zip pocket. The fun could start tonight.

"I got the ship's inventory ready for you to view, Mr. Steel." Adam said.

"Yeah, I'll bet that's what you were doing, you little shit," Steel thought, but smiled thinly, nodding as he chewed on a bite of steak. The three of them were sitting in the cavernous guest dining room, which was designed for large contingents of envoys and other visitors. It was elegant, but they felt dwarfed by the huge, white table and the clear ceiling where space and stars stared back at them from forty feet above the marble floor.

Steel was staring across the table at Cindi, who had dressed as modestly as possible because of Steel's leering presence. This meant her bodysuit uniform, dress whites that still hugged her body like a latex glove in all the places her lithe body bulged. Steel ogled the striking teen, drooling on his steak as he took in the sight of her massive bosom wobbling pleasantly with her every movement. The two flesh torpedoes defied gravity as they hung suspended over her plate of food, which she nibbled at. She wasn't really hungry. Steel's crude manners and obvious lust for her was making her ill. Her evident distraction caused her to tip her wine glass to her lips a little abruptly. Steel watched mesmerized as a dribble of red liquid dripped to the base of her supple neck. Steel followed the path of the drop as it slithered down her chest and between her succulent orbs, the tit flesh enhanced by the pushing up of the tight material of the bodysuit.

Steel took in a sharp breath as he saw she was wearing no bra. He could make out the nubby outlines of her aureoles through the skin like material. It wouldn't be long and he would have his way with those snowy mountains. He would make her moan and beg for his big cock. He almost gave into the temptation to go over there now and throw the young blonde down across the table and fuck her bubble ass from behind.

Adam tried futilely to steer the conversation toward business, but Steel was obviously fixated on his sister, peppering his conversation with innuendo.

"Nice bikini you had on this afternoon," he slurped, clattering his wine glass back down. "Was that oil you had spread all over your stomach? It looked a little gooey."

Cindy's mouth opened to say something, but it just stayed open soundlessly.

Now it was Adam's glass that banged the table.

"I'll thank you to confine your comments to my sister to business or appropriate dinner conversation, Mr. Steel." Adam's eyes were glaring at him even as his loins tingled at the memory of earlier today. Good thing he'd taken time to erase the logs. Steel was naturally a snoop. He couldn't see why his father put up with the slovenly stooge all these years. Of course, Steel knew. He had hard evidence of William Carter cheating on his wife. Damn! With a wife like that, why?

"Sorry." Steel set down his fork to raise both palms apologetically. "It's just...two young, attractive people, all alone in space for weeks, even months at a time...all oiled up with barely any clothing. I mean, what am I missing here?" He took another slurp of the sparkling liquid. It was a little sweet, but quite good.

"I think you're missing the social convention of minding your own business," Cindi snarled, her face reddening. Steel gulped, watching the coloration flush down to the firm mounds of her upper chest, which swelled out of her uniform top. He was not at all bothered by the young Carters' displeasure with him, but Cindi's hot body always put him off balance. What a hot piece of ass! He felt his cock stiffen once again in anticipation.

"But, my dear, this is my business," he said, looking around. "You two, my dear, are my business.

"Then let's do that business and you can leave the ship as soon as it's completed." Adam countered. Now that the dam had broken, he couldn't wait to jump his hot sister's bones. He wouldn't get any sleep tonight, if all went well.