first contact.

“Good Afternoon Jennifer,” She flew into the room, her eyes settling on Caitlyn, before she had even glanced at Jen, extending her hand she leant over the desk Cait' was sat at. Cait' knew she had to stand to take the stranger's hand and instinctively looked down at her crotch hoping there wasn't a wet stain on her front, trying not to be too obvious she **** her eye's up to take in Jen's Mums face.

“I'm Marissa, you must be Caitlyn, Jen's told me all about you Cait'? Can I call you Cait'? You don't mind, do you? Good.”

Caitlyn's eyes scanned Marissa's face, she noticed the high cheek bones that her daughter shared, the deep blue eyes, although unlike Jen's, her eye's just about smiled in response, Marissa's appeared hard and calculating. Her expression really wasn't one of friendship or even warming, more business-like if anything. Cait' knew she could deal with Marissa, she knew the Mother was trying to exert a degree of influence over them concerning what ever matter it was that had bought her here.

Unfortunately for Cait' she had also observed that when she stood and held her hand out to Marissa, the woman had reached further across the desk and at the same time had taken a deep breath, Cait' hadn't missed the look in Marissa's eyes, the woman was trying to recognise a familiarity her senses had picked up. So it came as no surprise that Cait' realised the fact Marissa had identified the scent that passed between the pair, a slightly raised eyebrow, and for a second, an outline of a smirk, ever so subtle, turned into a sly smile and for a second Cait' could feel the predatory nature of the woman she had extended her hand too. Marissa must have noticed as well as the mask was pulled over her face as she tried to hide her look with a smile, well, what would have to pass as a smile anyway. All the same she never broke eye contact with Cait', and Cait' knew she was going to have to be wary of her, Oh she saw the beauty of Jen's Mum and she knew in a second that given the right set of circumstances, well things happen between people, - Cait knew she could do this woman in a heartbeat, She knew Marissa would be a fighter but she'd met her kind before but once they'd submitted to Cait', well the fight just went out of them.

And then like it had never happened the spell was broken between the two woman, what happened?

He happened, he had ever so gently and slowly moved into right of center behind Marissa, Cait' sensed his presence and watched as that area became chocolate colored behind Marissa.

Cait' couldn't help it, she was sure she had panted there for a second and didn't dare look Marissa's way in case the bitch had recognised that as well. He appeared in full sight of Cait' now, he was huge, and smooth, silky smooth, and chiselled and looked like he was carved out of dark granite, they were similar ages she knew, and quite handsome.

Quite handsome! Really? Where in the fuck did that come from? The man was a womans version of a walking wet dream. Somewhere in the back of her consciousness she heard Marissa introducing him as Jerry Paul, she pretty much ignored that completely, sidling out from behind the desk she walked up to stand in front of him, her hand extended not all business-like as with Marissa though, it was rolled over in a submissive hand gesture, she knew he'd picked up on her scent too, 'Fuck that! hopefully he know's I'm his for the taking'. Yep he had, their eyes talking the recognition and the understanding. For a split second Cait' wondered what Jen was doing and then she realised she didn't fucking care anyway, more to the point if she had to fuck both Jen and Marissa to get to this bit of man-meat, well she'd take one for the team, the thought of them all in one big orgy hadn't gone amiss as well.

Jen stood in what could only be described as bemused, indifferent anger, well not quite anger, but it was getting there.

What the fuck just went on between her Mother and Cait' she did not know, Jen had read it as something bordering on an amorousness 'thing' going by the looks on Cait's face and that hawkish stare that her mother wears when the games on, or afoot, or what ever that saying is that Cait's always on about, but Cait' the bitch was all over Paul, 'Fuck did she actually pant at him!, Fuck!'

And then all she get's from Paul is a passing sideways glance for fuck's sake, 'Can't he even smile at me? Well fuck you too, you're nothing more than my mother's walking butt-plug, you-fucking-asshole. Oh, and I love you you complete shit!'

She was still away with her thought's when her Mothers voice interrupted, “Ahem, right, now that the introductions are over and everybody's got off on everybody else, lets get down to business.”

Not hesitating for a moment, “I've bought Paul with me because this concerns him and his family. Jen this may come as a bit of a shock to you, not so much for me, I'd had my suspicion's for sometime, however, YOUR FATHER keeps putting road-blocks up and I've not been able to find out as much detail as I'd hoped.”

Everybody's attention was focused on the woman talking. “It appears that your great Grandfather Jen, had a weakness for women other than the one he married, not unusual these days.”

Jen saw it, that little sideways smile between Paul and her Mother that occurred even though their eyes never met,

'You fucking Bitch, you're both getting off on this!'. Jen suppressed any look that might give her away, she glanced over at Cait' and realised her Mother's speech had Cait's full attention. She drew Cait's attention and Jen shifted her eye's downwards toward the voice recorder on Cait's desk, Cait flashed Jen a look, so she knew it was on.

“Anyway's it appears your great Grandfather may have been breeding most if not all the women in the Paul family the result being a lot of his offspring from those affair's being related down your father's line, unbeknown or not, I tend to believe they do know, they're tending to keep it below the line of sight so that it doesn't cost the family either annoyance, embarrassment or shame, however I, like Paul and some of his siblings all agree that there has to be entitlement of some kind, I want you two to find us the proof.”

Cait' was about to interject, when Jen put her hand up, “NO Mother!”

“No, what Jennifer.”

“NO, We're not taking on your business, go find a PI company that's independent of the family if you need too but don't come here, and Paul I would of expected more from you than this, what were you thinking? What part of this story did you not think had some ethical or moral breech of code of conduct attached to it? Hmmm.”

Paul looked down with a sick expression appearing on his handsome face, “Ah,but... um.. well now you've bought it..”

Cait' couldn't believe it, Jen had curtailed the conversation pretty much in one foul swoop, she looked at Marissa and realised she looked apoplectic enough, she was having trouble forming and stringing words together, and despite his size and physical appearance it appeared like Paul was 'on the mat' in front of his High School Principal, all that was missing was the cap that he'd hold in two hands as he stood looking shame-faced, that took some thinking about, but Jen hadn't finished she interrupted, “And as for YOU MOTHER, and your so called SHAM marriage to my father and the so called infidelity's that MAY be attached to my Great Grandfather and the embarrassment and dishonor that MAY have been caused to OUR family, Mother I have three words for you and they are, POT, KETTLE, BLACK! Now be gone!”