Hot Coffee

Robert arrived at the office a little later than usual, but not so late as to be noticeable. He surprised even himself, despite having to wait for his daughter to stop teasing him and get dressed, and then the confrontation with the policewoman, then after all that, Heather insisted that they stop and get coffee. She walked behind him, beaming as she carried two coffee cups, one for herself and one for Zack. A little bit of fast driving made up the difference, though nowhere near as dangerous as the ride home last night, the frantic hurry to fuck his own daughter. He wouldn’t have relented and agreed to stop at all if it weren’t for how little sleep they had gotten the night before. He sipped at his own coffee as he entered the office proper, admitting only to himself that the caffeine was exactly what he needed.

“The door was open so I thought Zack would be here,” Heather declared, glancing around as she followed her father. “But I don’t see him.”

“He’s definitely been here,” Robert noted, nodding at the chair behind the desk. “That’s his jacket from last night hanging on the back of the seat.”

“Huh, looks like he tried to sign into the local network, but he didn’t have an account,” Heather surmised, setting the coffee cups down on the desk and walking around to the computer, tapping a few more buttons to bring up the information she wanted. “I guess maybe he went down to I.T. to get it set up.”

“Possibly,” Robert agreed with her suggestion. “I’m sure there is a lot of orientation involved in making Zack look like the CEO of the company on paper. I told them to make it look as authentic as possible and give Zack all the permissions and titles that I have.”

“Are you sure that’s a good idea?” Heather asked, glancing sideways at her father as she continued to click through screens on her father’s computer. “There are things even I don’t know about this business, like the Silver Lakes Project.”

“I never intended to hide it from you. As clandestine as it may seem at times, I have no secrets in this business. You can get ahead by making shady deals and cutting corners, but eventually it will all come crashing down, if not for you, then for your children,” Robert advised his daughter, the true heir to what could be called his kingdom. “Honest, hard work is a thankless job, and you have to do it twice as hard to get the same slice of pie, but it’s a strong foundation that can’t be shaken. There’s nothing in the company files that I would be ashamed of either you or Zack seeing.”

“You don’t to convince me how great you are,” Heather said with a smirk, straightening up and turning around, leaning back against the table so that her butt just rested lightly upon it. Her skirt rode up again, her father’s eyes taking in her smooth, bare thighs. “So, what are we going to do while we wait?”

Robert cleared his throat as he tore his eyes away from his daughter, his trousers already growing tight with the hardening dick beneath. “I am going to go talk to Daniel. I think you should wait here in case Zachery comes back.”

“Boo,” Heather jeered teasingly. “I was hoping we could pick up where we left off a couple days ago, you know, before you had to come, I mean, go so quickly.”

“Another time perhaps,” he said, leaning forward and kissing his daughter’s head. “After I’ve had a chance to up security.”

She didn’t have a chance to protest further, her father spinning on heel immediately and striding from the office. Sighing, she lifted herself off the desk and crossed over to the large panel windows that overlooked the entirety of Azure Rocks, like a balcony from which a king could survey his lands. The view mostly overlooked the business quarter in town, a slew of warehouses beyond that, the downtown of Azure Rocks, facing away from the hills of Silver Lakes. She idly wondered what her friends were doing at the cabin, hoping that she would be able to get back sometime later that day. Though many things had changed last night, she had no intention of cutting her Spring Break short.

“Heather?”

She knew his voice before she even turned around, excepting to see her father standing along side his brother. It was a small surprise then that it wasn’t Robert and Daniel who walked through the door but Daniel and Zack, both looking quite shocked to see her there. She could sense an awkwardness, as if she’d walked in on a conversation she shouldn’t have heard.

She looked between them as Daniel continued, asking, “Is your father here as well?”

“Mm-hmh,” Heather said with a nod. “He went looking for you.”

“I’ll find him in my office then,” Daniel said, leaving, pausing as his eyes fell on Zack. “We’ll talk later.”

The younger Ravers brother left with the same confidence as his older sibling, though with an added youthful swagger to his step. When he was gone, Heather turned her attention to Zack, who smiled back.

“This is weird, isn’t it?” he said, looking around the office.

“What’s weird is you and my uncle. Every time I turn around the pair of you are discussing somethin?” Heather asked, approaching the desk and lifting the coffee cups again. "Care to tell me what's going on?"

“Nothing,” he said with a shrug. “I was getting a password generated for my Ravers log-in account and met him on the way up. Have you been back to the cabin yet?”

“No, I came straight here with my dad,” she held out a cup for Zack. “Here, I got you this. You don’t look like you got much sleep last night either.”

“Some. Unfortunately, I spent most of it at the police station trying to get them to believe the recording was legitimate, though it did end quite well,” Zack admitted, taking the cup and sipping tentatively, then gulping down more when he found the liquid still pleasantly warm. “So, you haven’t heard anything yet?”

“Heard anything? You mean about Lisa?” Heather’s furrowed brow making her confusion transparent. “A detective showed up at my door this morning to talk, but my Dad sent her packing.”

“No, I mean about Victoria,” Zack revealed, walking around the desk and logging into the computer. “Someone hacked the Azure Rocks Nugget last night.”

“What?” Heather scurried around to stand beside Zack, watching as he brought up news articles detailing how the images in the Walker’s family paper had been manipulated and replaced with photos of Victoria Walker’s face drenched in semen. Most agencies and shops had caught the error before it was sold, but others, carelessly didn’t notice, and as a consequence, her cum-laden image was exposed to the world. Any conscious, public opinion of Victoria as a pure and innocent young girl was now completely replaced with the perception of the young girl as slut, who spent who free time getting facials from men’s cocks.

“What the fuck”? Heather growled. “Shawn!”

“It gets worse,” Zack said, as he was able to bring up an image of Victoria’s face streaked with cum on the computer without an censorship, and in fact it was one that he recognized from the dock where he and Kurt had DP-ed his old crush. “The images have been copied and uploaded onto the internet. They keep taking them down, but more just keep popping up.”

“Shit,” Heather hung her head. “Why is it that every good thing has to come with an avalanche of shit?”

“I don’t know. I don’t even know what to do now,” Zack confessed, his own shoulders slumping. “We’ve found our way out of a lot of predicaments, but I don’t think there’s any way to go back from this. Even if the images are removed, it’s out there now.”

“I’ll tell you what we do now,” Heather said, clenching her fists. “First, you’re going to fuck me, then I’m going to go talk to Victoria, and then I’m going to destroy Shawn’s life.”

“Wow, whoa,” Zack took a step away from Heather. “I can’t fuck you Heather. I’m with Lisa now. I already cheated on her once before, I’m not going to do that to her again.”

“I respect that, but we have a deal,” Heather pushed Zack back against the desk, trapping him there between it and her body. “Don’t think of it as being unfaithful to Lisa, think of it as honoring your word. You are a man of your word, aren’t you, Zack?”

“Dammit, Heather,” he grunted, disappointed in his own body as he felt his cock harden in his trousers despite himself, thoughts of impregnating Heather, of fucking his own mother, pushing out the pure and noble thoughts of Lisa in his mind. As his head began to swirl with lust, drowning him in his desire, he struggled, like any drowning man, to find a life-preserver. “The…the cameras. This is how you and your dad were caught the first time.”

“I already disabled the webcam before you came back, but…” she reached over, pressing her body even closer to him, her large, soft, tits warm against him. Her finger hit the power button, shutting down the computer, but she made no effort to lift herself away from the other teen. “There, now there’s no spies.”

Except, unbeknown to her, for the spy outside the door.