A decent proposal

"Oh... Jack? My my. It's been a while, hasn't it? I almost forgot that you even... anyways, here's the obvious question... I guess. Why are you here?"

The shock of our sudden reunion was finally beginning to fade away, replaced by the frigid elitism she always treated me with.

So, how did I want to play this?

What was the best answer to her question?

For a second I regretted meeting her this unarmed and under-prepared... But fuck it. The existence of this app was meant to bring joy to my life, not make me pre-plan every single action I take. It was basically a cheat code for life. And what fun is cheating if I don't make things a little bit more interesting sometimes?

Well, maybe I don't want things to be as "interesting" as they were yesterday... But then again... I couldn't deny the fact that fucking Reagan's ass after all the horrors I suffered earlier... It made everything twice... No, perhaps ten times more pleasurable. Not that I should consciously try to get myself in that kind of situation again... but damn, the bigger the challenge, the bigger the pleasure.

And the answer to her question? One that wouldn't make her search the house, find her daughter nude, barking like a dog and call the cops on me? Naturally, there was no absolute right answer here. I couldn't predict her every choice. Despite her being my mother-in-law, we barely ever met. And she always kept her distance.

Yeah... I could see a possible route that could maybe work for me here... And honestly, if I spent any more time thinking about the answer, she would grow more suspicious each second.

And, truthfully, I was interested to see her reaction to this.

"Yeah... Hi, Isabella. This is kinda awkward... But Janice is currently out like a lightbulb."

Isabella eyes widened, and her hand subconsciously reached for her handbag.

Maybe she had pepper spray in there or something.

"...Excuse me?", she questioned, carefully.

"Yeah..." I put on my biggest shit-eating grin. "Look, obviously I take no joy in telling you this, but... Me and Janice kinda... hooked up. And we spent all day yesterday, you know... It was quite a day. And now, she is so exhausted she can't even get up. Even I had to really dig deep to get down here."

She just stared silently at me. No expression, no anything. Just judging my words.

Hopefully my dumb little smile was making her believe I was so happy about my situation, I couldn't even hide it.

"...She told you to open the door... for me?", she finally asked. Clearly having issues with that particular part of the story.

"...Not really, but she... she didn't try to stop me either."

Isabella closed her eyes and sighed.

"Listen, Isabella... I have a feeling that me and Janice... Maybe it's kinda early to say, but I think... we're in love," I gushed. I'm not sure if this was the right tactic, but I decided to go for it.

Guh... The thought of me actually falling for Janice... I didn't even want to think such a horrifying alternate reality existed.

She sighed even deeper, this time rubbing her cheek with worry.

"I should've... Oh, that girl..." she quietly mumbled to herself.

Hmm... This was looking promising...

A steely determination returned to her face, as she looked back at me.

"Listen closely, Jack. This... This is not what you think it is. This thing with you and Janice... it will not last." She sighed again, wondering if she should say what she was about to say.

But she did. "She... She's always been a very childish creature. And manipulative. She knew very well that if she didn't answer her phone for a full day... I'd come over to see if she was fine. And she wanted me to see you. This is all this is about. She's just using you as a pawn."

Well, fuck. This conversation was going exactly the way I wanted it to go. Maybe I did have the right read on her. "A pawn? What? W-why?" I asked, feigning naivety.

"She... This is about proving some stupid point to me. Even I'm not sure what. But she always does this. Rebels in some childish way, even though she's supposed to be an adult already. Thinks she's allowed to do anything she wants... Also... I think she and Michelle are currently fighting. I know there's been some bad blood between them lately, and... Yeah, sleeping with you is a way to get back to her as well. I know none of what I say is pleasant, Jack, but this isn't real. She is using you."

"Wait, what? N-no, you can't possibly know that, we have a real connection, I mean-" I expertly stuttered like a real loser.

She grabbed my hand. "A mother knows these things. I'm sorry Jack. Please. The sooner you leave this family... the less humiliating it will be for you. So... just go. I'll deal with her."

...

I know this was a fake story, but I was starting to feel real rage again...

The way she just so quickly and so automatically assumed that the only reason me and Janice could be together... was because she was playing me? I didn't see her considering, not for even a nanosecond, that Janice actually cared for me...

Because I was so lower-class? So aimless? So unlovable?

Fuck. So... how exactly do I play this now?

I couldn't let Isabella see Janice. I mean, if she insisted, I could turn off Janice's dog-trait, and maybe she'd even actually put on clothes fast enough... But I still had no absolute guarantee that in that situation, she'd remain loyal to me and not tell her mother I was a monster. Yeah, she was dependent on me pinching her nipples, but after all her latest humiliations, plus the fact she was always so feisty... That was a needless risk to take.

I removed my arm from her clutches. ...Her soft, warm clutches, I had to say. Damn she probably has like the best and priciest moisturizers, keeping that skin so wrinkle-free and tight... And botox too. Obviously botox.

"No. You're wrong. We have always had this... this connection, and yesterday me and her finally-"

"I'm sorry to stop you there, Jack. I really don't have time for these ramblings. I don't care what you think you two have, it's not real. And the more you believe that, the harder it's going to be for you when she inevitably breaks your heart."

"...Oh yeah? Well, I think this could be the love story of the century, honestly, and-"

"Name your price, Jack."

Holy shit.

Was she actually...

I think she was. Unbelievable.

I thought that was a cliché in romantic movies and novels, but...

The disapproving, rich family, was about to buy me off.

I mean... that's how much she wanted to get rid of me.

I couldn't help but be a little bit offended by that.

But... I could definitely make a play with this.

"...Excuse me?"

"You heard me, Jack. How much do I have to pay you to leave this family alone? For good?"

Awesome.

She desperately wanted something from me.

Which meant I could dominate the situation.

"...W-what makes you think you can-"

"10k? Is that enough? With the condition of never contacting any of us again?"

...Not a bad sum.

But with the way things were going lately, and the oh-so-many bank accounts I had now access to, thanks to my slaves... 10 grand was practically nothing.

I took a more assertive position. Really, there was little need to pretend anymore.

"...Is that... 10k a month?"

She immediately scoffed with her aristocrat-like smugness.

"No. One-time payment, obviously."

"Why do you think that would work, then? I'd just come in contact with Janice and Michelle again. It's not like we're talking about a binding legal contract. 10k a month would motivate me to stay away for good, since it's a recurring payment."

She eyed me for a really long time after that. She couldn't hide her disgust any longer.

"So... We've reached this stage, have we? You're just a blackmailer now? You actually have no feelings towards Janice, do you?"

"No... I definitely still have feelings. This thing between us could develop into a nice, big, long thing. And me and you... we'd get to see each other at every family gathering throughout the years. Maybe decades. I mean why not? After all, I managed to keep Michelle for many years. I know how the Reynolds women... think."

She was stunned speechless.

"...But I also need the money," I finished.

She was visibly seething now. "You... You disgusting... "

"Says the person who's willing to pay money to keep two star-crossed lovers apart. What a hero you are. But, hey, if you're serious about that 10k a month thing..."

She breathed in deep, trying to return to her calm state of mind.

She just about managed to.

"1k. 1k a month. And that's the best deal you're going to get here. So just take it."

I grinned again. This time I stood closer to her.

Standing firm. Showing no weakness.

Dominating the negotiation.

"You said 10k. And that's what I want. Any less than that... And who knows. I might end up marrying Janice too."

She just stared at me silently. Fuming with invisible rage.

Out of all the women I ever met... She was the best at keeping her true emotions hidden. I knew they were bubbling up in there... She just wasn't letting any of it out. She and Maria definitely had that in common.

"I set the price rates here. Be happy it's not higher. Just accept it, Isabella." I said calmly.

She swallowed, and let out a small grunt. "10k a month is a lot of money Jack. And you don't have a history of using it well."

"Accept the deal."

"This kind of money... I'm not sure if it's worth it to-"

"The haggling is pointless, Isabella. The number is not changing."

"...What is it with you? You never acted this... Arrogant before."

"It's a new me."

She scoffed once again, and turned her back to me. She looked longingly into the distance, really thinking over her options here.

When she turned back to me... she looked a little bit more defeated this time.

"Obviously... I don't have 10k on me right now, so-"

"But you accept the deal? I need to hear you say it."

"...Fine. Okay. 10k... a month. Sigh. I guess peace of mind is priceless." (ISABELLA: +15SP) (-71SP) "But I don't mean that literally. Don't try to raise the price after this. It will not work. I can make your life uncomfortable too... if I wanted to."

...What did she mean with that threat?

...I guess I should sidestep it for now, but definitely something to keep in mind.

I just got 15 fucking points with Isabella. Ah yes. That felt so fucking good. Maybe even better than stuffing my cock down her daughter's throat just 10 minutes ago.

And that's all I wanted. Just a taste of her submission. Obviously, it made little sense to try and take her further than that just now. After all... I had the "Familial Bond"-perk. That meant, if I took Michelle all the way to 100 SP... I'd get Isabella's point doubly faster. Also, if in addition to that, I took Janice all the way to 100 SP... I'd get Isabella's points with quadruple speed.

I'd soon have control over the whole family.

And then... The things I could make them do...

Ngh...

Focus, Jack.

"We'll arrange some day next week for the 10k drop. Obviously I want it in cash," I said.

"I can get it to you in the next hour. No need to prolong this," Isabella chimed in quickly.

"...yeah, no. We'll schedule some day next week," I said, walking back inside the house, slowly closing the door behind me.

"What?! Why not now?" She suddenly shouted.

This was the most emotional I had ever seen her.

"Well, basically... I don't think I'm done with Janice yet. But next week for sure."

I closed the door on her stunned, dismayed face.

Boy, I'd keep that expression in my spank bank for a long time to come.

...Hopefully none of that would backfire on me. Then again, I needed time for a true gameplan with her. Perhaps take at least Michelle to 100 first. Stuff I needed to prepare.

Almost immediately after closing the door, I could hear four juicy limbs quickly scattering towards the hallway.

There she was again. Her face still looking just as messy and wet as I left her.

On all fours, intensely growling at me.

"You heard everything? Great. Then I don't have to do a recap."

I got closer to her, despite her growling, and grabbed her collar. I knew she couldn't bite me even if she wanted to.

I pulled her up almost to my face.

"Some time tonight, you're going to magically feel like a human being again. For fifteen minutes. During that time, you need to talk with your mother and assure her that you're fine. And also that we're dating. If you do it well enough... Maybe you'll get to be a human being on Sunday again. Now... Do you understand the immense power I have over you?"

I think she really did. She looked so weak and frail again. Almost shaking.

So far from the Janice I knew two years ago.

She nodded.

I let her go, falling to the floor with a thud.

"Good. Hell, you know what..."

I opened up my belt, and let my pants fall all the way to the floor. I fished out my cock from my underwear.

"Looking at your mother's fake tits got me hard again. Get in to a doggy position. I need to fuck a bitch."

Surprisingly, I didn't even have to **** her. She submitted fairly easy, and got herself into the right position. (JANICE: +2SP) (+64SP) Her only act of resistance was a little whimper.

...I was still scheduled to meet Teresa today. And I really shouldn't miss that, I should never keep a crazy bitch waiting. But I had five minutes to spare.

Besides... from behind, it was easy to picture Janice as Isabella. They had the same genes, after all.