John Malone is a self made man, Billionaire many times over, and semi- retired from the hectic world of running my International Conglomerate to manage my ex-wives investments. My six ex-wives, have used their trust money for spas, resorts, charities and other businesses. My sixith ex-wife Mina is involved with a World Charity and her “friend” Ann. It is an open lesbian relationship but it didn’t matter to me as me and Mina drifted apart after she gave birth to our daughter and my sexual demands continued. Ihad two sons, Luke, the oldest, and John with Tracy my fourth wife. John my youngest son has been engaged to KT for about 3 years while in college and I’m of the opinion that the engagement is one of convenience and fortune building rather than love. I have always admired KT as a shrewd business woman using her degree and her tenacity as a stepping stone toward her goal of becoming CEO of her own modeling agency and dance studio. Looking at that I knew why there will be no children of the marriage as kids will impede climbing the ladder of success. I admired more than her mind, I’m taken by her looks and her body. A dark haired beauty with hazel eyes, standing about 5′ 6″ with a body that looked as if it has been created by Greek artists. Legs long and slender, a firm round ass, breasts that are the perfect size for her frame, and lips that seem to call out for a cock to suck.

I have dreamed of fucking my future daughter-in-law but the opportunity has never presented itself. I wonder if her naked body matched the beauty of her dressed form and if her pussy is sweet and tight. She has often used her feminine charm and looks to tease some of the corporate big wigs and I have wondered if she has fucked any of them. I’m staring out the window of my study when the phone rang to bring me back to reality. The voice on the other end is a long time friend, Eric, a senior member of the bank board of directors where KT is employed. The call begins friendly but soon my friend’s voice became distant and tentative. ” John, I’m calling to, well, oh shit this is hard. We, I, think KT; no I know KT has embezzled money from one of the bank’s accounts. I have kept this under wraps for now as I wanted to talk to you. If, if the money, and it is a substantial sum, is repaid I will have her transferred to another division of the bank, same salary, but with much less responsibility. I, I’m sorry to have to drop this on you my friend, but I felt our friendship deserved it.”

I talked more with my friend, learning more including how much money, when it is needed, and that Eric would do nothing until he heard from me. When I hung up the phone I’m worried, but I knew for some time that KT was developing her modeling agency and
dance studio to fast for start up businesses but I didn’t know her problem had gotten this big. This is my opportunity, my moment to get what I wanted from her. ” KT? It’s dad, John. I need to see you today. No, today, right now, as soon as you can get to my house. I’ve arranged it with your VP so you won’t have to worry and won’t have to rush back downtown. I’ll tell you when you get here. OK, see you in 30 minutes.” I’m anxious with anticipation. My mind is whirling with devious plans. KT wore a simple but elegant dress and her high heels clicked against the marble floor. I usher her into my study as I had given my housekeeper and her husband the rest of the day off so I could be alone. ” KT, I received a call from Eric. You know Eric?” She nods as she sat in a large leather chair. ” He told me something that concerns me, and you, and I have no reason to doubt him. KT, he knows about the money you have embezzled from the bank; all of it. Was it for your businesses again?”

Her mouth drops, the color evaporates from her face, and her hands are clasped in her lap. “I don’t, um; I don’t know what to say.” ” I do. We have a couple of options honey; first I can let him notify the authorities and you will be charged with a felony and serve an extended period of time in prison, or, I can repay the money, you will be transferred in the bank, stay out of prison, and you will owe me your very existence.” She sat up; looking at me, she has known for 2 years. ” You, you would bail me out? But my existence? I don’t understand.” “I will keep your secret, the embezzlement, even your indiscretion at Las Vegas and I will cover your debt, make things right with Eric, and keep things from John jr, but you will belong to me from now on.