Steamy Affairs(Erotica)

Mia shook her head. “You don’t have to create any ads, just a button that they pay to use on a monthly basis. Something you’ve all but given them for free now. You would charge them even more if they wanted a clickable ad, even one that they themselves create and add your button to. You would charge even more if you were the one making those adds for them.”

“Four thousand a day.” Just the thought shocked Gio.

“Yeah well, let’s just follow that out, lets say it only happens five days a week instead of the seven days it would happen. That’s Twenty thousand dollars a week. Even more impressive, it would be eighty thousand dollars a month or to total blow you away and let you see what you are giving away for free, its nine hundred and sixty thousand dollars a year that you could be making right now. You’ve been running Clicktalk for only nine months, Gio. You’ve already missed out on seven hundred and twenty thousand dollars that should rightfully be yours.”Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

“Holy Shit!”

“That’s knowing nothing about advertising. You could charge twice that for even ads that your users make themselves and upload and even more if you had someone who could create the ads for those that want a professional ad.”

Just then the doorbell rang again. This time Gio knew it was Mrs Long. “That would be my legal counsel. Let me get her and see what she thinks about the legality of doing what you’re suggesting.”

“Sure. I’m telling you Gio, if you make even just the first two changes, I suggest your Valuation would quadruple.”

Gio stood. “I’ll be right back, don’t leave yet.”

“Alright.”

Gio opened the door and sure enough this time it was Abi’s mother, Becky Long. They say that to know what a girl will look like when she is older just look at her mother. Never was that truer than with Becky Long. While Gio had never really fantasised about his own mother before she came on to him, the ultimate MILF in his mind had always been Becky Long. She was just an older, curvier version of her daughter with the same platinum blonde hair and cornflower blue eyes. Her lips were fuller than her daughters’ what would be called bee-stung full and red as apposed to Abi’s bubble gum pink cupid bow lips. Many of Gio’s wanking fantasies were about having those big red lips wrapped around his throbbing cock. Not that he’d ever do anything about them, because this was Abi’s mom. Her tits were slightly bigger than even Tiffanys and while her stomach had a slight roundness to it that was normal in middle-aged women, her hips and ass were to die for. Even in her work suit of grey pinstriped Jacket, White button up blouse and pencil skirt, those curves were on display. Like his mom, Gio had never seen her without stockings and heels on and today was no exception. “Hello Mrs. Long. Mom said you were going to stop by and look at the offers I’ve been given.”

His neighbor and best friend’s mother smiled at him, and he had to concentrate to keep his dick from doing anything other than twitching in his pants. This woman’s perfume was something light and floral and had always been a triggering scent for Gio. If she was any other woman, he’d be trying to add her to his growing collection of women willing to service his big fat cock. “Hello, Gio dear, Yes, your mother told me you had a couple of amazing offers and some advice from a business owner you both trust. She asked me to come over, look and advise you from a legal standpoint on what a sales contract should look like so that you don’t get taken advantage of.”

“Well, thank you for being willing I’d love your advice if you’re willing to give it. Not just on the contracts but price, and if I’m honest, there is someone here from the finance company that is doing the Valuation on the app who had some suggestions. I know before you went to work for Mister Chadwick you had a lot of experience doing corporate and contract law so your opinion and advice would be wonderful.”

Becky came into the house. She hadn’t been here in several years, even though Cecilia was one of her closest friends. Not since she had started working for Clarence Chadwick and Abi had started dating his son Dean. Not that she wanted to put distance between her and the McLoed family. It was just that it had seemed awkward when Gio and Abi had grown apart. She’d always thought the two of them would end up together and had been shocked when her daughter had taken up with the Chadwick boy instead. Then Clarence had cornered her and told her about her husband’s debt and used it to pressure her into working for him and servicing his sexual needs. She hated what she had become and was embarrassed enough to avoid her friends next door. That Cecilia had learned of her own husbands cheating and divorced him had opened the door for the two women to talk again, at least online and on the phone. Just a few more years and she’d be able to escape the overbearing ass. She prayed every night that both she and her daughter could get free of that family. She didn’t know why her daughter stayed with Dean because he was as much a pig as his father and he didn’t treat her daughter with the respect a mother wanted for her daughter to experience.

The changes she was noticing in Gio shocked her. He certainly wasn’t the young boy she’d last remembered him being. He wasn’t overly muscled like Abi’s boyfriend, but there was a confidence and swagger to him that was surprising. Yet unlike Dean, who also had confidence and swagger, Gio was polite and gentlemanlike. She noticed that unlike in the past he didn’t hide his obvious perusal of her looks, but he also didn’t make her feel like she need a shower to wash the dirt off his gaze off of her skin like when either of the Chadwick men leered at her. That was the difference Gio like always perused her body only with a more direct look than his usual shy glances. Dean and Clarence leered at her like they were stripping her and making her do disgusting things with them. Which Clarence actually did daily. While it was hard for her to even think about, she needed a man who would honor and respect her and help her see that her needs were met, not just his.

Gio directed Becky into the den. “Becky Long this is Mia Gatki, Mia works for Branson Financial and is doing the Valuation on my app. She was just telling me how much money I’ve lost by not monetizing the app from the beginning. Becky looked at the young woman sitting on the couch and took a seat on the other side of the couch with Gio sitting between them. Mia talked about the Valuation and the advice that she had given Gio. While finances weren’t Becky’s area of expertise, she had seen a lot of different companies both fail and succeed when she had been doing corporate law, and she knew the advice she’d given Gio was strong and legal. “Gio sweetie, from a legal standpoint I’d say nothing Miss Gatki is telling you is illegal and having dealt with a few businesses I would say it’s financially sound as well. Can I see the emails your mother was talking to me about?”

“Of course, Mrs. Long.” Gio handed her print outs of both company emails and the contracts they had sent with them.

“You are eighteen now Gio I think you can call me Becky. Especially if I’m going to advise you legally.”

Becky looked up from the printout when she heard Miss Gatki gasp.

“Oh, I’m sorry I didn’t realize you had company, sir.”

Becky was shocked. Standing in the den’s entranceway was Tiffany Anderson, one of the head cheerleaders at Gio and Abi’s school in the sluttiest little catholic school girl uniform the older woman had ever seen. “Tiffany Anderson! What in the world are you wearing?”

The older woman looked from Tiffany’s embarrassed face to Gio’s and back again. “What is going on here, Gio? Does your mother know you have a young woman here dressed like that?”

Gio didn’t look embarrassed at all. “Well, to be honest, Becky. Mother doesn’t know, but she wouldn’t have a problem with Tiffany being here or what she is wearing. Tiffany is mine and mom knows that.”

“We’ll just see about that young man!” Becky pulled her phone out of her purse and called Cecilia. “Hello Cecilia. Yes, I’m at the house now. No, I haven’t gotten to look at the contracts yet. Did you know Gio has Tiffany Anderson here and claims she belongs to him?” There was some shocked silence as Mrs. Long listened to the other side of the conversation. “What are you saying Cecilia the girl is dressed like a slut and wearing a collar! What do I mean? Look for yourself.” Becky held up the camera and took a picture and sent it to her old friend. Then she handed the phone to Gio.

Gio put it to his ear. “Hi mom. Yes, as you can see, we got everything worked out. I gave her that outfit, yes. She’s wearing a slave collar, it says Gio’s sex slave on the lock.” Gio laughed and Becky’s mouth dropped at the next words out of his mouth in answer to an obvious question his mother had asked. “Yes, I have one for you and Fiona too. Yes, mother when you get home we can do the ceremony. No, you have a different outfit. Fiona’s is like Tiffany’s only in green. I have another outfit for each of you too. Sure hold on.”

He handed the phone back to Becky Long. “What is going on here Cecilia?” The woman looked at Gio again, her eyes wide. “WHAT??? What are you telling me, Cecilia? Have you gone crazy?”

The lawyer looked at Gio’s crotch “You’ve got to be kidding me Cecilia. That’s impossible no one is that big.” Her head started shaking from side to side. “I will do no such thing. It wouldn’t be proper. He’s Abi’s age, Cecilia! YOU WHAT??? WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?? DO YOU KNOW WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF THAT NEWS GOT OUT??”

Becky hung up and just sat there looking from Gio to Tiffany and back. Could what Cecilia had said be true? Did this young man who had grown up next door really have such a large penis? Becky had never heard of anyone being that large. She had thought her husband was well endowed at seven inches and Clarence, well he wasn’t even that big. How could this young man who had spent tons of time at her house until six years ago have increased that much? The other things her old friend had told her just floored her. He was having sex with Tiffany, his sister Fiona, and his own mother, and all three of them wanted nothing but to belong to him. They wanted to have him control them. She shook her head again before she gathered up the printouts Gio had given her. “I need to go.”