The Wesker Family

Clutching onto Adam as they walked to the double doors of the house, she did so to help calm her nerves, he was often like a rock. Always sure of himself, knowing what he wanted and what to do next, and because her choice of shoes while super cute were not meant to walk on gravel. Lifting his arm to knock on the door, it opened before he could swing his knuckles at the wooden object. “Hello little brother, welcome home.” Standing in the open door was a man that looked a lot like Adam, if Adam had a build closer to Eric with broad shoulders, a squared jaw and taller. Jodie knew from experience that Adam was five foot eleven, something she figured out when she was perfectly at eye level with him in her more comfortable four-inch pumps, while this boy… man stood over her in her current five inch booties. “Looks like you brought a beautiful guest, and what is your name little lady?” The large man held out his hand and when Jodie took it he turned her hand and brought it up to his lips to kiss the back of it. “I’m Jodie.” She really wanted to make a good impression on the family and added a little giggle after saying her name and getting the kiss on her hand, and added some fluttering of her lashes, men always liked it when she did that, she thought. “Please tell me little Adam brought you here because he is setting you up on a blind date with me?”

“You know I was bringing my girlfriend with me, stop flirting with her it isn’t going to work.” Adam said wishing his girlfriend wasn’t flirting back with his older brother right in front of him. “Well, my little brother always did an eye for beauty. Why don’t you come in, we can get some refreshments after your trip.” The larger man said to Jodie, not acknowledging what Adam had said at all. “Would you mind helping me with our luggage, or at least help with her luggage Brandon?” Jodie watched Adam’s older brother give her a warm smile, that same confident smile she saw on Adam as he looked at her, but she could also see it fade and change into something more condescending when he finally looked to Adam. “For her, of course, but you also know you should be calling me Bran.” Adam gave a little shrug, leaned over and gave a kiss on the cheek to Jodie. “You can wait just inside my love.” Turning around Adam started walking to his car, calling out behind him. “You will hear me call you Bran, when you stop calling me little.” As she went inside Jodie watched Brandon jog a little to catch up, his breath easy to see in the cold air as the brothers talked, but soon were out of earshot. “That isn’t rather fair, you are my little brother, and you are short, so it fits.” Adam pulled a lavender suitcase from the car and shoved it into his brother's chest. “Five foot eleven is above the average height for a man.” Brandon shrugged as he moved the case to one hand and took the next suitcase from Adam’s hand. “Smaller than me and father, heck you are hardly an inch taller than mother. I’m not saying you are a runt or something, and if it bothers you so much, I will drop the little Adam bit. It is the holidays, and I love you.” Adam raised an eyebrow waiting for him to confess the truth. “Hey now, don’t look at me like that. I do love you; you are my little brother.” Brandon’s smile grew at the word little. “Though, honestly I think if I play up being a good brother your broad might at least spend a night with me when she dumps you.”

Adam made a claw like motion with one hand like he was going to try and grip his brother's neck and strangle him to **** with his one free hand, but stopped himself and clenched it into a fist. “Bran… I just want to have a good trip, this one time. I really like her, if you could somehow just act like a good person for once in your life, that would be great.” Brandon turned his head to look back toward the open door, seeing the pretty redhead watching them. He gave her a little wink before turning back to his brother. “You would me brother, I am a good person. Everyone says so, so I will simply just be me. Now how about a wager? I bet I can get Jodie’s lips around my dick before the trip ends.” Adam was seeing red and started to sputter, too angry for words at his suggestion. “That will never happen.” He said through gritted teeth. “No? Okay, so then say a wager of ten grand. It is going to feel so good knowing I am going to be paid by you, for your girlfriend to give me a blow job.” Without waiting for a reply Brandon started to walk back toward the door. Adam put down the suitcase and balled both of his hands into fists, he was going to punch the asshole right in the back of the skull, then kick him in the back of the knee and just keep going when he fell. Adam took a step closer, then two, but then stopped in his tracks, able to see Jodie still in the doorway, looking on and watching. He could see the look of concern in her face. He gave her a little wave and then went back to grab the last of the luggage. He wanted this trip to be perfect, beating the crap out of his brother, or worse his brother being him up after he sucker punched him would be the worst way to start this trip out. He had nothing to worry about, she loved him, she wanted to marry him. He just wished she wasn’t the type of girl to flirt so much with everyone. The last thought came as he saw her looking so happy as she thanked his brother, the golden boy, for getting all three of her suitcases in one trip.

Coming inside Adam put the suitcases down and wrapped one arm around Jodie’s waist possessively. “You home alone?” It wouldn’t be the first time his parents weren’t around when they knew just about exactly when he would be arriving. He watched his brother mike a sort of motion as he moved his hand like a seesaw. “Mother is at a committee meet for the charity event on Thursday, and father is in his office. Want me to let him know you arrived?” Adam shook his head. “No, I will bring our stuff to my room and show Jodie around. I’m well aware he doesn’t enjoy being interrupted when he is in his office.” Glancing down at the suitcases he decided they could wait till they went upstairs. “Would you like the grand tour or the nickel tour?” Tilting her head to the side Jodie bit her lip, wondering what the difference would be. “Well, I do like the sound of grand, so one grand tour please!” Adam gave a single nod of his head and held out his hand. “One tour coming up, soon as you give me one grand.” Jodie felt confused, like she had missed something and looked to Adam’s brother who only stood there stoically. “Doesn’t look like she has a grand litt… Adam.” Shaking his head in dismay Adam sighed. “Seems so, how about the nickel tour? Do you have a nickel?” Her eyes went to one Wesker and then the other as she bit her lip, they were messing with her. “I’m not giving you a nickel, but at this point if you want me on your arm you can pay me like a thousand to take me on a tour.” Both of the Wesker brothers broke out into full blown laughter. “That is so good, Jodie, no one has ever said that to us when we do that little bit before. Oh... that is good, I am tempted to pay up so I could have you on my arm instead.” Stopping his laughter Adam gave a glare to his brother and put his arm back around Jodie’s waist that had fallen when he was laughing. “I think we will be fine on our own.”

Through the tour Jodie was amazed at how massive the house was and was pretty sure if she sold one of the paintings on the wall, she would be fine for a year or maybe a lifetime if she knew anything about art to take the right one. “Your mother decorated all of this?” Adam nodded as he finished carrying the suitcases up to his bedroom on the second floor. “She did and is proud of it, maybe decorating can be a topic you can bring up with her. I’m sure she would be happy to give you her opinions on how you can finish decorating my place, but I wouldn’t mention the painting you hung up.” Jodie frowned a little. “I like painting of the flowers; they are so pretty. You said so yourself.” Shaking his head, Adam gave Jodie a kiss to her cheek. “No my love I said you are lucky you are so pretty.” A small smile came to her face at his words and the touch of affection. “I think I am more than pretty.” She watched as her boyfriend looked at her out of the corner of his eyes, his gaze lingering before he moved behind her and kisses the nape of her neck. “You are more than pretty, you are sexy.” He said wrapped his hand around her to rest on her stomach as he pressed up behind her and continued to kiss her neck. “Mmmm tell me more.” The kisses moved up her neck and as he stopped, she could feel his warm breath near her ear. “How about I show you.” The kisses and little nibbles were making her feel weak in the knees and her male appendage swell. Jodie hadn’t noticed her nipples get hard or how much they were showing through her sweater from Adam pulling the garment tight till his hand moved up to run across them, cup them and start to rub. “Mmmmm, Don’t stop…” Even as he held her tight to him Jodie arched her back, pushing her butt into his groin and feeling what she was looking for. She was in Adam’s boyhood home, and he was about to fuck her in his bedroom, she wanted it, like she wanted to turn around and drop to her knees for him. Adam was so much like her, and she wondered how many fantasies he had about having someone that looked like her in this room.

Her penis strained against the tuck kit as Adam continued to kiss just the right spots and touch her in a way she loved. Most of her sexual experiance had been her making all the advances, the lingering touches, it felt so good to be wanted, to be desired. Turning around, a more difficult thing than she expected in his grip, she almost lost her footing as she spun on the ball of one of her heeled feet. One arm going up around Adam’s neck, she looked into his blue eyes and moved her hand up to the back of his head, running her slender fingers through his hair, while her other hand pressed firmly onto his toned chest. Sliding it down, further and further and show slowly, painfully slowly leaned closer and closer to kiss him. Her lips just touched his before her fingers gripped his manhood through his pants. She rubbed her fingers across the growing, throbbing thing in his pants as she kissed him, her mouth opened letting his tongue into her mouth. He let out a moan of need while their lips were locked, and she took that as her signal to unzip his pants and break the kiss as she got to her knees. She didn’t need this, he was the one moaning in need, Jodie told herself as she brought the thick member to her mouth and bounced the head of his cock on the tip of her tongue. It was getting close to lunch time, and she was hungry. Holding his dick in one hand she ran her tongue from stem to head, it started to glisten in the light of the bedroom from her saliva and she could tell her lover was close to pulling her on his cock and fucking her face if she didn’t get on with it. He was the one with the need, she thought as she let out a little purr of happiness. That moment, the thrill of how sexy it was shattered as a knock came to the door and without waiting for a reply from either of them opened.

The door opened only a few inches before it slammed into the back of Adam, if they hadn’t been standing by the door the two would be on full display. “Hey, mother came home and would like you to meet her in the solarium.” Jodie could see Adam looking down at her with a look of apology. “We will be down in just a minute and Brandon, do remember to wait for me to say come in before you open my door.” With a shove Adam **** the door closed and locked it. “Sure, just don’t keep her waiting.” Came a muffled reply from the other side. She could already feel it in her hand but looking forward she could see his dick had started to shrink back to its normal size. Her hand lingered still before pouting as she got to her feet, the moment really was ruined. “Later you, me and that applebottom of yours will have some fun, for now how about we go see my mother?” With a few small shakes of her head Jodie reached into her purse to pull out her phone to check her makeup and seeing she did indeed need a few touch ups began working on her face.

Coming into the glass room Jodie looked around at all the flowers once again, she had never been big on flowers, but that one time Janet had given her some roses to make up for being so mean to her when she first started at Mega Corp had felt wonderful and it made her wonder why the two men in her life weren’t giving them to her more, or really at all. At the center of the cobble stone floored room was a small table with a few chairs, a pitcher of what looked like lemonade with strawberries floating in it. At the table was an older woman who stood as they approached. She had on a lovely yellow sundress, a thick glossy black belt around her tight waist. The dress itself flared out from the petticoat underneath, and she wore a pair of sensible three-inch heels that matched her belt. It was not the outfit of a woman who had been out in the New York cold weather, and she had to have changed just for this meeting here in the warm room. “Adam, darling I’m glad you could make it this year after what happened last time, and who is it you brought home with you this time?” Jodie watched as Adam’s mother tucked some of her long golden locks behind one of her ears, showing off earrings that looked like they were tiny roses cast in gold. “Mother, this is Jordan Applegate, my girlfriend. The one I mentioned to you on the phone. Jodie this is my mother, Iris Wesker.” Starting to move her hand up to shake her hand the older woman came in and gave Jodie a quick unexpected hug and kissed the air on either side of her face. “What a pretty name, welcome to our home. Now come sit, sit I want to hear all about you. My Adam mentioned you, but he hardly ever calls his dear old mother. Oh and feel free to call me Iris when we are alone like this.”

Jodie wasn’t prepared for her to be so nice after the hints Adam had given her about his family. A hug was not expected or for her to say she could call her by her first name. Still Jodie was nervous about telling her about herself, it wasn’t like she could tell her a lot of truth. “I would totally like love to tell you about me, but.” Jodie looked at Adam as he was filling glasses for the three of them after his mother motioned to the glasses when she glanced at him. “Really, I would honestly love to talk to you about what you have done to your home, it is so lovely. My Adam was telling me how you love to decorate.” Jodie had hit the nail on the head, like Adam his mother seemed to love talking about herself and before the topic ever had a chance to move back to Jodie a tall older man wearing khakis, a dark green polo shirt and loafers came strolling into the room. His dark hair seemed to only just succumb to the gray, but his well groomed beard had almost completely lost its battle. Like Adam’s’ older brother he had wide shoulders and stood over six feet tall, though he didn’t have the same bulk of muscle. “There you are dear; I was afraid we would not get a chance to see you before dinner. Adam arrived shortly before I came home and brought.” The older man continued to walk closer to the table before coming to a stop behind the last available chair. Jodie looked to Iris when she paused and noticed she was looking at her. “I’m terribly sorry, what was your name again dear?” Jodie bit her lip, she had just told Iris her name not long ago and she had even commented on how pretty it was, but maybe the older woman forgot things like she tended to do more and more lately. “Jodie, I mean Jordan, but please call me Jodie.” The older woman nodded once and looked back to her husband. “She was just beginning to tell me all about her, a bit shy though. Doesn’t speak up much.”

Pulling the chair out the senior Wesker filled himself a glass and gave Jodie a smile after a small nod to his youngest son. “Well I hope you enjoy your stay here Jodie, if you need anything.” He looked at Adam with just a slight turn of his head before looking back to Jodie. “Please feel free to come speak with me. My son can provide you with most things I would imagine, but please understand if he falls short, he hasn’t been home for what? Two years?” Jodie watched Iris take her husband's hand and give it a little squeeze and thought it was cute that they still did those little things to show affection. “He was here last Christmas dear; he just wasn’t able to stay. I believe an important phone call from work pulled him away.” Jodie was so wrapped up in what they were saying and paying attention to Adam’s parents she didn’t notice how her boyfriend hadn’t spoken up or how he looked uncomfortable. “The two of you are adorable together, such a perfect couple. How long have you been married?” At the word married Jodie did take a glance over to Adam, but it was just for a second, so he knew she had brought up the topic on purpose. It wasn’t about them getting married, but it was the taboo topic and she wanted him to know she didn’t need his seed. “Hmm.” The sound came from Adam’s father as he rubbed his chin thinking and that earned him a raised eyebrow from his wife. “Thirty-nine years, though we are coming up to forty.” Jodie bounced in her seat and clapped her hands together slightly, a physical gesture that was more common for Tiffany, but Jodie had been picking it up more lately. “That is so wonderful, I hope I have that for myself one day.”

She saw both his parents gaze shift over to Adam and Jodie was happy to see that extra pressure, he was not ready to give up his bachelor life and this was the trip that was going to break him. “Well, it was a pleasure to meet you.” The older man paused for a second. “Jodie, and again please let me know if you need anything, but I have pressing things on my schedule today. Please, you will have to excuse me.” He took a few quick gulps of his drink before standing up from the table. “I am sure you will be happy with someone one day dear. A happily ever after and all that, but like my husband sometimes my time is not my own. The two of you stay here and enjoy, I will see you both at dinner later.” When she left Jodie gave a large smile to Adam. “You had me so scared, your parents are nice.” Adam gave a small smile to his girlfriend and wished he was naive as she was, or maybe it was just her big heart that made her look for the good in people. He had girlfriends, plenty of them really that had told him he was cruel, so maybe that heart is why she had fallen in love with him. “I am truly glad you think so Jodie, I really am.” Her smile didn’t fade as he watched her giggle, something he noticed she did sometimes when she didn’t understand what someone said or what they meant, before she started to drink. The lemonade was a perfect blend of tartness and sweet, with just a hint of the strawberries floating in it and he wondered who they had working the kitchen now and hoped they treated them better than others in the past.