Not a Normal Monday Afternoon Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Not a Normal Monday Afternoon Pt. 01

It was shaping up to be just another Monday.

That was until 2:33pm I got an alert from my iWatch that my security camera motion sensors had been activated.

I am a divorced man who does not trust big banks I have my money and values in things I trust like bullet proof fireproof safes. But I am a practical man I am in my early fifties, and I have my twin daughters at home, so you have to have a security system.

My twin girls who are both nineteen and my oldest boy Josh I never put a camera inside their bedrooms. I put camera on the outside of every door, but I trusted my girls and my son I never recorded. How ever I do not feel the same about my room. When Jenny bought her first vibrator, I accidentally got a show and I had to kindly ask her to use her bedroom or the bathroom. Her sister Jaime was always shier and quieter I never had to worry about her.

My ex-wife Linda was a snoop and a serial liar and a thief. She is the reason my bedroom got security cameras and motion detectors near the floor safes.

Back to the I watch, so I am in a meeting sweating luckily it was a quick meeting I can return to my office and pull up my personal laptop. Sure, enough the motion detector was tripped but not because I was being robbed but both Jenny and Jaime were in the room. I honestly thought since I thought they were in their bikinis I had the thought go through my head "Oh I wonder if they must be trying on the clothes and girly stuff their mother left."

Boy was I ...

... wrong. I thought I trusted my girls but when your wife steals 10,000 cash, which makes trusting hard. So, I pumped up the volume and made sure I used my office headset to make sure it looked like I was on a teleconference.

"You know we are going to have to clean daddy's sheets again if we don't want to get caught?" Jenny said.

"I know, but what if we left them alone think dad would wonder why our perfume smell is in his bed?"

"Your so bad but Daddy can't be thinking we are fucking boys in his bed he will go ape shit."

"You really think he will join us some day?"

I swallowed my coffee the wrong way and started choking.

"OH MY GOD Mr., Matthews" My poor assistant Frannie ran in and as I am struggling to breathe, I am also struggling to close the laptop.

I do not know how I did it, but I closed the laptop enough for my personal porn show not to be seen. But my troubles at the office were not over. My office has a standing rule any suspicion of medical emergency the company assigned doctor or concierge needs to come out and make an assessment so that the employee cannot try to cry foul later.

"Mr. Matthews what happened, your still red?" As far as personal assistants go you cannot get better than Frannie. About 2 years ago there was a construction accident here at my office and some part of a wall fell apart and literally knocked me unconscious and put me out for 2 days. My wife was no where to be found and my children had to be called back from various school ...