Anna slept the morning away, but Jeff was too preoccupied with packing to do the same. He rummaged through boxes he had yet to unpack and situationed the few he had. His mind was set to move with no idea why. He liked this house but hated the location. It was his brother pressuring him to move to Houston, knowing there they could go back to enjoying the fast life with elite parties, clubs, and continue life as higher society. Jeff had enjoyed that lifestyle for 20 plus years. But, he was stepping further and further away from what he thought he wanted.
Awaking to the bright noon sunlight in the living room, Anna walked into the kitchen and tidied up. She heard him stomping around upstairs but focused on washing the few dishes he had laid out on the counter. Straightening up his bar, she rearranged his liquor bottles and wiped down the marble counters.
“Get out of the way, boy!”
Anna jumped at his loud voice and called for their dog Butler to move from the steps. The doggie came down stairs with a bark and encircled her short legs. She petted his fur and got one of his gluten free snacks while Jeff stepped down into the kitchen with stacked boxes in his arms.
“I don’t know why the fuck I put everything upstairs,” he gripped, dropping the boxes to his feet, “I don’t even know why the fuck I moved here. I could have run that fucking shithole from Virginia.”
Sensing his lousy mood, Anna kept quiet and ignored his outward thoughts, assuming he was stressed about the move. She didn’t like living in butt-fuck Texas either, but she didn’t hate it. Natchez county was her home. She was wear but not too worried about the move to the big city of Houston, and packing her things would take all of one afternoon.
Anna was focused on her domestic duties when he cupped his arm across her chest and tightened his hold.
“I just remembered why I moved here,” Jeff sweetly kissed, leaving a little ticle against cheese,”The powers of love.”
“What?” Anna giggled at the cheesey line.
“If things hadn’t happened like they did, and I had never met you,” he surprised, finding a peaceful weakness in her scent, “I don’t know what the fuck I’d do without you, little girl.”
“Whatever,” Anna bit her lip, caressing his hairy for arm.
“I am so serious. I never thought I’d be head over heels for a little munchkin like you.”
Her first thought was to rebuke that new moniker, but he was far too warm. He merged his face in her neck and gently kissed her skin.
“What’s my name?”
Anna blushed from his affection, keeping her eyes on the dishes below, “Daddy,” she whispered, clapping her tiny fingers around his thick wrist.
“My favorite little toy…”
Shifting his hand down, Jeff cupped her breasts over her cropped top. He reached under the thin curtain and squeezed. Pulling her nipple, he slung her back against his chest. He grabbed her throat with one hand, and gathered her hair with the other, yanking her head back to face him. He awaited her rebellion. Instead, he had a close encounter with her submissive side.
“Uh mmmm..” Anna allowed each grope with a subtle moan, leaning back to feel his cock jut at her back.
“Who’s Daddys good girl?” Jeff slipped a finger into her mouth, leading it down her throat.
“Ah-lck!,” Anna gagged on his thick digit and breathlessly Reared her head back to reply, “Me… Daddy.”
Jeff was blown away by her compliance and tenderly kissed her forehead, “Good girl. I am going stretch your little asshole when I get finished upstairs,” he huskily grew,”That’s what you want, isn’t it?”
Anna reluctantly nodded. Anal was hard business. She’d rather just gag on his cock or let him pound her little cunt. But she couldn’t say no to his alluring offer to play.
“Use your words, little girl. Daddy wants to know exactly what you need.”
“Umm,” Anna winced as his grip tightened on her scalp, “Uh, I need your cock in my-“
*Pop. Pop. Pop.”
They looked at the front door, both bitter over the interruption. The rushed knocks continued. Jeff stopped petting her to rub his jaw. Another knock rattled his head with an ache. Looking at the door with a scowl, he sensed trouble.
“Oh, hell. That’s probably the Mormans doing their usual rounds,” Jeff took a deep breath and stomped back upstairs for more boxes.
Anna frowned at the steady raps at the front door, confused by his dismissal. Walking across the living room, she stood on her tippy toes to look into the peephole, and dropped her feet to groan. Another heavy bang came down, sharp and pulsing against the grain.
“Aha,” She took a deep breath and opened the door with a forced smile, “Hey,” she waved.
Her brother-in-law, Ray, gave no response to her sugary greeting and rushed inside, nudging her to stumble back, “Took you long enough,” he grumbled.
“Excuse you?” Anna scorned his rudeness.
Wantoningly checking out her curves in a baggy pair of sweats, Ray chuckled, “You look thrown away,” he ridiculed, “Where’s my brother?”
“He’s upstairs,” she snapped, moving past him to beat him to the punch, “You don’t have to be rude.”
“Fuck you,” Ray slowed his walk and imagined her on her knees in service to him.
Anna was afraid of him following behind and quickened her pace. Before she reached the first step, Ray jumped forward and grabbed her waist, lifting her up. She didn’t scream or struggle, secretly hoping Jeff would catch him and blacken his left eye like he’d done to the right for talking shit about her.
“You better put me down,” Anna ordered, “You already know my Daddy will beat you up.”
“No one is scared of your fucking Daddy, You, Dirty slut,” Ray grabbed her face and grew against her ear, “You’ve turned that man into a fucking simpleton, haven’t you? I know for a fact that pussy isn’t that good.”
“Ugh!” Anna shook her head loose and he laughed, caressing her sore cheats.
“I know you Remember when I was between your legs.” he whispered against her ear.
“YEAH,” she loudly mocked, “I remember you cumming fast.”
“Whatever. Your slutty ass probably thinks about that shit every day. With an ass this fucking big, you need two cocks to fill it up,” Ray mocked with a sneer, before placing her back down.
“I am telling Jeff.”
“And?” Ray scoffed, “You’re a mistake and I hope he has sense enough to leave you right here in this shitty town.”
“Maybe he will, then I won’t have to see you again.”
“I could go a thousand years without seeing your face.” Ray bantered with a push at her back.
Anna stopped short on the sixth step, too close to her Daddy to fear him, “I could go a million years without seeing your face,” she clapped back and stuck her tongue out.
Ray paused, a light smile rounding his scarcity-haired jaw, “You are so fucking children.”
Jeff had coached her into little space last night, and the fuzzies were still in effect. She had been feeling cutesy all morning and gave a huge grin.
“Aw, Thanks.”
“Wasn’t a compliment, Brat,” Ray glared in disgust before yelling for Jeff and signaling Butler to bark.
Anna rushed up the stairs, realizing she had made a mistake by letting him in the house, “Daddy, your brother is here,” she announced before she reached the top step.
Jeff smiled at Anna and unhooked the shiny red earbud from his ear, “Are you ready to pl-“
His smile faded when he locked eyes on a manly shadow. He knew it was him. It wasn’t instinct but more the dozen missed calls that individualed him to put his phone on airplane mode that let him know Ray would show up.
“Jesus, Anna,” Jeff bitterly groaned.
“I’m Sorry,” she mouthed an apology.
Thinking Jeff would be thrilled to see him, Ray took his time up and admired her plump backside before reaching the upstairs bedroom. He was sharply dressed in a silk button up and a pairof fitted slacks. His light brown hair was faded on the sides and slicked back. He knew he had to be a tempting sight for the young slut but quickly pulled his eyes away to face his brother in a tattered white shirt and long basketball shorts.
“There he is, I’ve been calling you all damn morning,” Ray smiled, examining the neighborly stacked boxes, “Thank God, you’re finally packing up.”
Flushed from moving, Jeff wiped his browser and couldn’t get his lips to move for a greeting. He recently learned from a therapist that Ray was his enabler. The shrink advised him to keep his distance. It didn’t both him since he didn’t want to be around him anyhow. But, like booze, Jeff couldn’t cut him off cold turkey. They were family and he had hoped he could play his part as his business partner and keep his distance.
“Uh, What’s up?” Jeff finally spoke, swiping his nose from a sudden ticle. “Would you mind taking those boxes downstairs for me?”
“Dude,” Ray fluffed the satin collar on his shirt and straightened his tall frame, “This is Gucci. Custom made for the event.”
“Fucking pretty boy,” Jeff mocked, “What the hell are you talking about?”
“Did you forget about tonight?””
“Uh,” Jeff nodded, forming his lie, “Yeah. Damn, I forgot. What-what’s going on tonight?”
“Come on,” Ray chuckled, passwordately clapping his large hands, “The Dallas Gala, man. You’re slipping up. Let’s go. It starts at five. Get decent so we can head out.”
“Shit, um…” He shook his head, lowering his voice in false disappointment, “I can’t make it tonight. I have a lot to do here and… Anna’s sick.”
Anna looked up from her phone and smiled before summoning a fake cought in her palm.
Ray sneered and unremarked his vocal opinions of her to focus on his kin, “Jeff. Come on, man. I know you’re trying to get straight or whatever but this is business,” he said, folding his arms, “The Miltons, the Rodoths, the Fucking Greens, everyone will be there.And, Doctor William Sutton is supposed to be coming. Fuck, if We can get his investment, we will-“
“I know.. I know, and I’ve talked to him a few times. He’s a hard ass but, but…” Jeff waved his hands overwhelmed with it all, “Look, once I get to Houston, I’ll figure it out. I’m not worried about-“
“Jeff, Did you not hear me? All these powerful families in one room. Us Andersons need to show up and put on tonight. Even Alicia is on board. She’s bringing some guy from the country club. Then it will be us, and you know how we do. You’re the life of the fucking party, man.”
Jeff breathed out and roughly tossed his hair, “I-I don’t know.”
“You don’t know? Jeff, We, hell, YOU need to make a good impression. We still don’t have any pull in Houston. Especially after that Vegas shit.”
Jeff almost jumped out his skin in response, his jaw tightening with a need for violence, “Stop bringing it up,” he warned.
“It was nothing alright. Nobody is worried aboutthat shit,” Ray feigned the serious situation with a wave, “I am just saying we need to fix it, and showing the fuck up tonight will help.”
“What’s he talking about?” Anna arched her brow, signaling their stern stars, “What happened in Vegas?”
“Take your ass downstairs!” Jeff gave a gruff command that forced her to mind.
Anna slowly took each step down and tried to focus on Their deep voices carrying on above. She was aware of their relationship and knew Ray often persuaded him to do certain things. She hadn’t seen it happen in person, but knew his dick head brother had worked his magic when Jeff stomped down, murmuring slick curses under his breath.
Jeff stopped at the end step and roughly grabbed her arm to face him, “Next time, don’t open My fucking door,” he gripped.
“Well, excuse me,” she rolled her eyes.
“Don’t give me attitude. Get dressed. If I’ve got to go to a stupid party, so do you.”
Her wide eyes matched her frantic head shake andspoke more nervously than she could. “I-I don’t like parties,” she whispered.
“I don’t either, But it’s business. Networking, do you know what that means?”
“Yeah, I know, but…”
“Anna.”
Jeff molded his warm palms against her cheeks, hoping she’d see the outcomes he predicted from going to this event alone. Although his strong muscles and tall frame, he was weak. Surely, Anna knew that she was the last person he wanted to disappoint.
Hating crowds, Anna was weary about a surprise social event. Seeing the fear in her eyes, he leaned her head for a forehead kiss.
“Come on, baby girl. I’ll be there. It will be fine.” Jeff held her close, afraid of himself.
Ray landed downstairs and sneered at their huddle, folding his arms across His chest. He knew that her attendance would cause his brother to act differently. In fact that had been the case for the past few weeks.
Ray used to admit his brother’s brutal approach with women and business. Jeff used to have the most beautiful women gagging on his cock. He had whipped sluts until they bleed, still begging for more. He was a sadist; they both were. But only Ray had kept his dominance while Jeff had turned into a Daddy?
Ray shook his head. It was pathetic and If he had to hear one more thing about stuffed animals and minor ass play, he was going to lose it. He walked over to the stove and witnessed their kiss.
“Come on, baby girl,” Jeff whispered against her lips with no sense of control in his tone.
“Keep her in the house,” Ray offered a hand in his dynamic.
Anna nodded at his proposal.
“See,” Ray grinned at her glance at him, “Hmm, sometimes you’ve got to let the Brat win.”
“You Stay the fuck out of this,” Jeff snapped.
Ray slumped against the wall, then backed away in case of lingering dust. He patted the back of his shoulder and turned to find them lost in another kiss.
“Jesus Christ,” he groaned and stepped to the fridge, froWing at its contents. He grabbed a water bottle and took a sip as Jeff continued to talk her into tagging along.
“If she doesn’t want to go….” Ray shrugged and tightened the bottle cap, “Leave her at home.”
Anna narrowed her eyes his way, “I am going, thank you very much.”
“Great. Fucking wonderful, Just what we needed, a prude tagging along.”
“I am not a prude person.” Anna was ready to attack if he said something else but Jeff held her back
“Whatever,” Ray plopped down on the couch and tossed one of her stuffed animals aside with disgust.
Jeff watched Butler come forward for a greeting to sniff his leg. Ray nudged him with his shiny red dress shoes.
“Anna, go get dressed, Please,” he spoke, letting out a sight of frustration when Ray pushed his dog again with his sharp shoe, “Go, please.”
Anna walked down the hall and Jeff was grateful that he had avoided a potential argument. He knew she would have put her hands on him for even thinking about kicking her dog.
Jeff turned his attention back to his brother and walked over to scowl, “Kick my dog again, and I’ll kick your fucking ass,” he warned, leading Butler by the collar to his side, “Come on, boy.”
Ray arched his browser and leaned back on the couch, confused by his brother’s awareness, “I’ll never understand your new observation with untamed animals.”
“Did you come all the way down here to piss me off?” Jeff snapped.
“I came to rescue your ass from this nightmare you’ve got yourself in, Bud. It’s not too late to sign the dividend papers and get your life together. The gig is up, you’ve got what you wanted from the chick, best get rid of her before you have some brown Rugrat running around and you’re stuck with the girl for 18 years.”
Jeff bunched his nose in disgust, “Are you fucking with me right now? Don’t fuck with me.”
“Alright alright. I’m sorry. Damn,” Ray chuckled and held his hand to his face, hoping to calm his brother’s rage, “Jesus. I’m but hurt alright? Like you seriously disappeared. We never get to hang out any more.”
“My god,” Jeff groaned, tossing his hands in the air, “What are you, boy? A goddamn Fag? Do you want her to stay home, so you can have me to yourself, pretty boy?”
“Fuck you,” Ray chuckled at the insult and shot up his middle finger, “But yeah, that would be nice. Hell, I left Kate home, so I can spend some time with you.”
“You sound ridiculous.”
“Come on, Bro,” he frowned, “You’re the only mother fucker I trust. This is our second Christmas without Dad and…” he softened his features, suddenly flooded with memories, “I miss him. And, I know you miss him too.”
Jeff shrugged. He had never told a soul but Anna that he missed his father and of the hard regrets he had now that he was dead. His therapist was hoping to bring it up in his next visit and that was something he was dreading to deal with. He missed his brother, too, but had to fight his addition ulpromptly before he brought himself back into the circle.
“Sorry, I know you don’t like talking about him….” Ray shook off his emotions, knowing he had made him uncomfortable, “Come on. I know how to bring you back to life,” He reached into his pocket for the solution.
Ray arched for a small bump of cocaine and shook his head from the rush, “Here. I got more in the Truck.”
“I’m good, I don’t need that.”
“You act like one sniff is going to turn you into the Hulk or something, come on.”
“I. No, I am alright. I had a cup of coffee this morning.”
Ray burst into laughter at the comparison, “Is this the shit I have to deal with now? You are a fucking pussy.”
Jeff found no insult in his words. Instead he was saddened to see an image of himself in his ruthless brother, “Ray,” he showed.
“Nah, Fuck you,” With his pinky nail, Ray dug into the plastic bag of coke and carefully brought another small bump to his nose.
Jeff took a deep breath,”Look, how about you go ahead without me, and I’ll pop up later, I’ve got to pack and-“
“Jeff, You’ve been packing up for damn two weeks! Something, or should I say someone,” Ray jabbed his finger down the hall, “Is distracting you.”
“No. Anna is helping me right now. I had to stop…” Jeff paused to swipe his nose, ashamed to admit his addition, “She’s helping me. I went to the doctor for the first time in God knows when and I… I’ve been talking with a therapist.”
“Oh fuck,” Ray hiked his browser, “That little bitch is literally turning you into a Pussy.”
“WHA..” Jeff calmed down to react, “Ray, It was the best thing I could do. The doctors put me on this medicine and I … I think it’s working. I feel pretty fucking good right now. Business is booming as usual,” he shrugged, “Nothing is distracting me.”
“How many investors have you pulled in this week?” Ray stood to his feet and answered, “None!”
“Who the hell are you yelling at, boy?” Keeping his anger at bay, Jeff laughed at his sudden burst of energy.
Ray stepped back and straightened his collar, “Nothing is funny about this. We need to get our name back, Jeff. You can’t stay cooped up in the house playing with fucking toys,” he pointed a finger towards three stuffed animals on the couch, lying with a blanket.
Ray plopped back on the couch, and pulled a flask from his pocket, “You need to get your priorities together, man.”
Jeff watched with intense craving, but the act disgusted him to the point he averted his eyes. “You’re right. I need to get back to work. And I’ll get focused, but I am not doing that,” he clarified, “I am done with it.”
“Suit yourself, Daddy,” Ray mocked with a throat laugh, taking another bump, “Dont judge me. I’ve seen the account. We both have our demonstrations don’t we? Some more than others.”
Jeff laughed, “Are you really mad that I’m not doing that shit anymore?”
“No, no. No coke, no problems right? But you still lovethe tables don’t you?”
Finding offence, Jeff step forward, “Fuck you.”
Ray laughed and wagged his finger, “Don’t worry, when you lose all your money gambling.. you and your little Brat can get an apartment on the South side. I’m sure your little gangster girl will keep you warm in the hood.”
Jeff rubbed his head, “You are a Bold man.”
“YA goddamn right I am.” Ray agreed, his eyes widening with adrenaline, “I am, I… My. OUR Father, he knew what we needed to be. And look at us. If you can get your shit together, hell, We will own The world, Bro,” he clapped his hands.
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