Entering behind Nigel, Wiley looked at the old man and fidgeted. “You feelin’ okay Highbone?”
“Tired Sir! My back has been bothering me.”
“I know how you feel about us gettin’ you some help around here, but don’t you think it’s time you retired? You know we Barnett’s have your back ole’ son. No pun intended.” The house was not quite as spotless as it used to be, the lifelong butler was in need of that Fountain of Youth himself. If only the waters were true to their jest. “Please Highbone…put the pride away and let me find you a cute maid you can boss around.”
“One whom you shall also make roam in the buff Sir?”
“Reckon so. I’ll make sure she’s stacked.” He laughed then just knew Highbone wasn’t as amused as he was. “Let me talk to Matty. I noticed all of his cars in the garage. What’s important is you staying a part of our lives Grampa! Only Grampa we really ever knew around here.”
“It is my honor Sir. Although I must say…I would have sent you all off to boarding school as children so I could have had some peace.”
“Private school weren’t the same?”
“When has a Barnett ever been private Sir?”
“True. Course boardin’ school would have made for some sweet young boarders. Pappy would have a dozen grandkids by now. Just imagine all the lil’ ones playin’ tag around you right now.”
“One young lady is quite sufficient.”
“Keeps you on your toes, don’t she?”
“She tries.” Their secret that Maria had helped him in his time of need, even as he attempted to teach her things not involving sex. Maria was more than a hand full. “I suppose…help would be nice.”
“That’s the spirit Highbone. You just hang in there and we’ll make your life easier. Promise!”
“As you say Sir.”
“We do have names.” He patted himself on the chest. “Mine’s written on this deed here.” Even though the parchment was in his leather brief.
“Have a good day Master Coyote.” He returned to dusting. Nodding at his suggestion Wiley headed on upstairs to his room, closing his bedroom door and locking it. His hidden safe where only he knew it was, beneath a heater duct on the floor, he removed the grid and cycled the combination. Open in three twists he deposited his paperwork within and closed it up. Lock, stock, and barrel!
Leather briefcase placed in his closet out of the way he cracked his knuckles, before a brisk rub of palms. “One thing down. Let’s go whisper in Big Brother’s ear.” Unlocking his door, he stepped out and glanced over at Maria’s bedroom. She was standing in her doorway trying her best to flirt with her ever sparkling eyes. The girl was taking the term seduction to heart. A flutter of fingers at her she returned the butterflies with a nibble to her lower lip. Opting to leave his bedroom door open he offered her advance entry even as he walked off.
“Hurry Wiley! I need you.” He heard. Of course, she did. He and his brothers had the Colombian cutie wrapped around their cocks. With five big cocks joined as one like five fingers a Barnett fist was born. Ironclad! Just like Wiley’s deed of ownership. Baby Sister was choked beneath their grasp. Leaving her behind Wiley ventured downstairs and patted Highbone on the back one last time in passing by. Old or not he knew the boys loved him.
Moving through their massive home Wiley reached his father’s office where in his absence the eldest Barnett boy Matthew aka Matty was waiting, sitting back in his chair, arms folded over his chest. “I saw you talking with Maria about the fountain. Easy enough to see in your expression you’re planning something. Care to fill me in?”
“Why I’m here Big Bro.” He shut the door and locked it. The office being sound proofed kept privacy at its most advanced. “Maria’s askin’ about Daddy’s fountain and why his statue needed to show off his dick. I got her thinkin’ the fountain is the Fountain of Youth. She believes anything we tell her.” He chuckled. “I came on her ass out in the garage, and we talked about bathing and purification by swimming in the pool. Chemicals and all sanitizing her.”
“She might want to start wearing clothing if she thinks the water can cure her of contamination.”
“Naaaw! She’s sworn off clothes. Hell does she even have any in her room anymore?”
“No. She threw them all out, but I hid them away in case Dad changes his mind.”
“Any contact out of Pappy today?”
“Actually yes. He called me at the Bureau earlier. It appears he’s bringing home a new bodyguard. A Norwegian bodybuilder.”
“Randolph not good enough?”
“Randy’s still with us. I think Dad just got attached to this girl.”
“Hmm? I wonder if she washes windows. We really need to hire help for Highbone, he’s lookin’ rough. If Pappy has this bodybuilder livin’ nude here so nothin’ makes Maria suspicious as to why she’s the only one naked we can keep our story straight.”
“I’m pretty certain Esperanza will be nude just like her daughter.”
“Now that I’m ready for. Stepmomma is smokin’ hot.”
“Did you think Dad would bring home anything less? My question is how long he keeps her. None of our mothers could handle Dad. He gets bored he boots them out. Keeps us! What’s to say he gets rid of Esperanza and keeps his plaything, Maria?”