Chapter 3

Back at work, I was helping out this kid at a workstation one day to remove a virus. I figured he was surfing porn, somehow avoiding the site protections our company had in place. After I restored everything, I told him he needed to take it easy on the porn sites. He laughed, not attempting to talk his way out of it. He said, “You know, I’m young. I’m horny. I’ve got to do it!”

I laughed, knowing how he felt. Interrupting our conversation, one of the busty secretaries swished by us leaving a heavy perfumed scent behind. He whispers, “At least your dad doesn’t have to surf porn, she’s going in there for their lunch and it’s not food they’ll be eating.” I smirked and went on my way.

This bit of information was a real jewel. My respectable ‘holier than thou’ Dad was screwing the hired help. Mom was far prettier than the secretary, so it made no sense.

It was time to investigate his lunch activities. After work, I went across town to a store known for the owners being tin-foil hat geeks. I made up a story that I needed some surveillance cams that could be used in an office setting. They had just what I needed, spy book cameras. No need for motion devices for activation, buying the ones you could program recording times. I paid for them with cash, which was probably overly cautious, but their paranoid behavior was starting to have an effect on me.

I had free reign of the company’s offices since I was the IT guy that fixed the machines. I waited until I knew Dad was in another part of the building in a meeting. I walked right into his office with my bag of tools, not alerting anyone. The camera books were perfect for his office. He had shelves of books everywhere. I’m sure he had read none of them, only there to impress any clients he might see.

A large couch was positioned against the wall on one side of the office. Is this where they did the dirty? Not knowing for sure where any lewd acts would be performed, I scouted out several likely locations. I had previously set the timers, so I arranged the books inconspicuously in the bookshelves and quickly left, not arousing any suspicion.

All I had to do now was wait. I continued with the jobs at home with Mom and she routinely wore short dresses each day while we were working. I continued to tease her each morning and sometimes I’d leave a bare leg on top of the sheet. I noticed she’d stare a while longer when this happened. I kept thinking to myself to throw the sheet off one morning, displaying my hard prick jutting up, begging for her attention, but I thought that might cross the line.

After the cameras had been in his office for a week, I decided to see what they had recorded. His weekly meeting on the other side of the building was in progress, so I walked in, pulled the books out and threw them in my bag and left, not staying in the room for more than a couple of minutes. My pulse was rapid and adrenaline was pumping into my system. If anyone figured out what I was up to, there would be hell to pay.

I reviewed the drives after I got home. I had to give it to the old bastard. He knew how to enjoy his lunch breaks. Each day he’d screw one of the company sluts. The cameras captured some great fuck action. The sessions didn’t last long and for most of the women, he got rid of them as soon as he was done. He treated them as badly as he did my mother. I wondered what incentives he was adding to their paychecks for their services.

One secretary was the exception to this rule; Dad and her chatted longer, before and after their sex liaison. I recognized her as the secretary of one of his partners. They would also kiss and act more affectionately together than the other women. I noticed he was attracted to women endowed with large breasts, most of them poorly augmented.

He had a thing for huge breasts. I don’t know what he saw in them. The implants caused some of their breasts to be oddly shaped. Their tits hung down like cow’s udders and their aureoles were stretched and flat, very unappealing. Mom certainly didn’t fit his tastes, giving one more reason for Dad to despise her.

Even though I had a tape I could use to destroy Dad, what would happen to Mom? I’ve met his partners and they seemed like nice guys, but I’m sure they wouldn’t stand behind Dad and would remove him in a minute, if he was going to hurt the company. I also couldn’t blackmail him in person as he’d take it out on Mom, knowing how much I care for her. I was stymied at this point, but my prick finally came up with a plan to hurt the old bastard and bring Mom closer to me.

I edited a video, showing only the faces of the women in his office. I created a fake email account and dispatched the clip to his business account. I knew he didn’t trust anyone to screen his emails, but in case someone did get a look at the message, they’d only see some employee’s faces. I was brief and told him to respond to me from a non-business account. I told him I wanted to discuss something personal with him.

The next day at work there was a lot of activity in the IT department. A couple of the hardware technicians were in my dad’s office looking for surveillance equipment. I heard later they found nothing and were sure the old man had lost it. He told them he didn’t know for certain if he was being watched, he just had a feeling.

He instructed them to install a personal recording system in his office and he would be the only one with access to the drives. There goes my option for obtaining additional footage, but I wasn’t planning on it anyway. At least I didn’t see any police come in. I guess he was scared enough to not divulge anything. After all, money would solve anything. He’d wait it out and let the company pay some schmuck chump change to get rid of them.