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Note: Plot by mymyself19, smut by me.
Puck had been rooted to the spot for minutes.
They surely couldn’t know. Right?
“That’s why you wanted me to go there,” Santana said.
“Among other things,” Russell answered her simply.
“Boss, you’re my hero.” Santana smirked.
Puck finally managed to breathe again more or less normally, and tried to sound as convincing as possible.
“What are you going to do? If you sell me out I’ll talk and you’ll be done too.”
“Do you really think that if I truly felt you posed any sort of serious threat, I’d have let you walk free for as long as you did?” Russell replied. “I only intervened when you posed a threat to Quinn.”
Puck gulped.
“You’re done. You crossed a line we can’t overlook anymore. Some people from Chicago are on their way to pick you up. I’m done with you,” Russell barked. “Santana, wait here and take care of everything. I want you in the office tomorrow. We need to talk.”
And with that last order, he left.
He didn’t spare a second glance at Puck. It was time to finally live the life he had always wanted.
And this time, there was really nothing that could break his family.
Puck hung his head.
There was nothing else he could do.
His life was over, and he knew he couldn’t count on anyone to take any of the heat or blame.
It had taken years, but justice had been served finally.
***
Quinn knew the moment Russell entered the club.
She locked eyes with his and watched him stalk over to her.
He grabbed her hand and pulled her into her office.
He slammed the office door shut and kissed her for all he was worth, fumbling with his belt buckle.
“If I’m not inside you in the next thirty seconds, I'm gonna burst,” Russell hissed.
While he finished getting naked, Quinn unzipped her dress and pulled down to let it drop to the floor.
She stepped out of it as he grabbed her by the arms and practically pushed her over to the couch.
He spun her around and bent her half over the arm and half over the back of the couch.
He rubbed his cock over the crack of her ass as he unlatched her bra.
“Fuck,” Quinn breathed as she let it fall to the couch. “Get your dick inside me… please!”
He dragged her panties down her legs so quickly he almost tore them.
He stood and drove into her hard.
“Oh, god, yes,” she gasped.
He leaned over her back and just stayed buried balls deep inside of her for several seconds, kissing her shoulder and sucking her neck.
“I want you to carry my mark proudly,” he whispered hotly into her ear.
“Fuck my pussy, Daddy.”
“Oh, I plan to.”
He started to thrust, short thusts but hard and deep… very deep.
“Shit,” he gasped. “Damn it… I’m about to blow already.”
He stopped again, cock nestled against her cervix, just to hold it off a little longer.
“Don’t worry, Daddy. I love holding your cum inside me. It makes me so hot while I work. I'll be even wetter for you when I get home.”
“Fucking shit,” he moaned at the memory of many long nights fucking after she walked around with his cum either trapped inside her by her panties or dripping down her thigh.
She smirked because she knew he really liked that deep down, even though it sometimes irked him that he couldn’t get her off.
But it really was the truth. Sometimes, she simply liked it better taking is cum and then letting it simmer inside her, turning her on for an explosive fuck at home afterwards.
After a few seconds of letting her confession sink in, he resumed fucking her hard.
Only a few strokes later, he released his cum inside her like a river, a hot lava river.
“I’ll hold you to that, baby… that wasn’t nearly enough of your pussy for one night,” Russell panted.
“And, it definitely wasn’t enough of your dick,” Quinn answered.
Russell kissed between her shoulder blades before pulling out and standing up.
Just a small glob of his cum clung to the edge of Quinn’s hole, and he smiled as she stood and turned, naked as the day she was born, a day he remembered well.
She wrapped her arms around his neck.
“Are you going to get dressed?” he asked.
“Yeah… unfortunately.” She frowned. “I do have to keep this place running after all.”
“And, I’m so proud of you.” He kissed her deeply, caressing her hips with his thumbs.
“But… I will be going without panties for the rest of the night, thinking about how much I want your cock again tonight.”
“And, you’ll have it.”
They stood staring adoringly into each other’s eyes until Russell broke the blissful silence.
“Baby, we’re throwing a party tomorrow.”
Quinn raised her eyebrow.
“Really?”
Russell smiled adoringly and wrapped his arms around her waist.
“We’re finally free. There’s nothing between us and our freedom anymore. I’ve dealt with Puck once and for all.”
Quinn squealed and jumped into her father’s arms, kissing him for all he was worth.
“We’re gonna celebrate!” she whispered in his ear.
“Of course, we won’t be able to tell everyone everything, but we’ll make it a party to announce our second child, too. And, Russ will love the attention he’ll get for getting a new sister,” Russell said.
“Oh, yeah.” She smirked and began stroking her father’s still half-hard dick. “And, you can bet your gorgeous dick we’ll have our own private celebration during the party.”
They were naturally still naked, and anybody could barge in at any moment.
It was so normal for them that they didn’t even bat an eye.
Russell gulped at her touch, though.
“Lying to all those people to their faces will get me so wet for you like always…” Quinn purred.
Quinn pressed harder, making him squeak.
“I may or may not have thought about taking you more than once during the party,” Russell confessed.
“I’ll have your cum inside my cunt within the first hour,” Quinn whispered in his ear, continuing to stroke his dick. “And I’ll have your balls dry before the party ends.”
She knelt on the floor.
Of course, they resumed their previous activities.
The thought of the next day’s secret encounters fueled their desire… not that it was necessary.
Work could wait a little while longer.
***
“Boss, you’re making me nervous. We’ve been here for like five minutes and you’re just staring at me.” Santana crossed her arms. The silence was killing her.
“Santana, what do you think about becoming the vice president of Fabray Enterprises?” Russell asked, casually, as if talking about the weather.
He chuckled as Santana was struck dumb.
That never happened.
“The fuck?” she finally sputtered. “What about Uncle Will? Does he know about this?”
“Santana, Will and I’ve been talking about this for months. Surely, you can’t be too surprised. You must have known we were grooming you for this.”
“But you’re ready to give this up? I thought it was years away,” Santana said.
“Santana, Will is tired of this world. He just wants to retire and enjoy his life with his grandkids. You know how he spoils Russ, and now that he’s going to have a granddaughter, he’s over the moon.” Then, Russell grumbled. “Now that J is behaving, we have to deal with Will fawning over Quinn all the damn time.”
It seemed the world was against him and his need to fuck his daughter. Always somebody cock-blocking him.
Santana burst out laughing at her boss’ face.
There was no doubt Russ was his son; they were scarily the same.
“Anyway, Santana. He’s ready to retire and let you take over his spot in the company. You won’t be President like him… I’ll take that title and add it to CEO while you’ll be executive vice president, with most of the responsibilities Will had the last few years, reporting to me and next in line,” Russell said, refocusing on the matter at hand.
“I don’t know what to say,” Santana said. “Of course, I’d be honored.”
“You’re practically doing it already, Santana… I have every confidence in you. Now… are we done here? Quinn’s naked and waiting.”
He had left his marital bed to attend to this. If he had known it would take so long, he’d have left it for another time, preferably when Quinn wasn’t naked and straddling him, begging for him to stay and fulfill her needs.
He got hard at the threat Quinn had made when he began to dress himself.
Santana saw the desperation in Russell’s eyes and smiled.
“Go. And, again, I’ll be proud to take on this position, boss,” Santana replied solemnly.
Russell smiled.
“There is a condition to this,” Russell said out of the blue.
“What?” Santana said, a bit confused. She couldn’t for the life of her think of anything he’d use to test her loyalty.
Surely, she’d proven that.
Russell laughed. The face the Latina made was so worth it. He decided to put her out of her misery.
But, he was being serious too. As easy as he thought the condition would be to meet, he realized Santana may have needed that final little push.
“S, you get the promotion with the condition you make an honest woman out of Brittany, once and for all.”
Russell seemed completely serious, and Santana looked around. Surely, she was being taped for one of those shows.
“I’ve overlooked the situation until now due to other more pressing circumstances, but not anymore. Santana, no daughter of mine will string that poor girl along any longer. She deserves more,” Russell said.
Santana’s eyes welled with tears.
She knew Russell claimed her as his own, but he rarely voiced it so explicitly.
She began to bawl and hugged Russell tightly, making the man uncomfortable.
His plan had backfired.
He needed to put an end to this nonsense. Santana crying was excruciating, and he just wanted to get back to Quinn’s… well, her pussy.
“Santana, you can use all the resources you need to make Brittany’s day as bright as she deserves. That woman is an angel, and I’ll be damned if you don’t make every wish she has a reality. Understood?” Russell said as Santana settled down.
Santana simply nodded.
Then, she turned to leave.
Russell exhaled a deep breath. Damn woman.
“Oh, and Santana,” he called before she got too far.
“Yeah, boss?”
“Tomorrow, we’re having an all day party, sort of an employee family day for everyone, starting at 2 o’clock. Don’t be late.” Russell appeared at the door.
“Sure, boss.”
She nodded and went home. It was time to celebrate.
He shook his head.
***
As was usual with any Fabray celebration, the family party was a hit.
The employees were thrilled to partake in a casual gathering and being able to bring their significant others.
The fact that the Fabrays had provided any distraction possible for the kids to be entertained, meanwhile, scored them further points.
They knew how to make an impression.
Brittany dragged her fiancée around to all the different kids’ activities, and Santana followed dutifully. It was the least she could do after the marvelous night the blonde had given her.
However, the hosts were not to be found.
Rachel was keeping an eye on Russ, and William was doing his duty to greet the guests and supervise the caterers as the only Fabray available at the moment.
Everybody was unaware of the woman pressed against a window on the second floor, with her breasts on full display to the street below.
The rest of her dress was bunched around her waist.
Russell had seen his daughter crouched to help one of the kids on the floor, so he got an almost unobstructed view of her ample braless tits in her halter dress.
“Baby, I need your help with something upstairs,” he’d said.
And, less than five minutes later, he untied the floral dress from her neck to let those gorgeous tits free and pressed her against the window of their bedroom.
They could have closed the curtains for privacy, but they had made the unspoken but very conscious decision not to and to keep the light on to give anyone who happened to look a show.
“I love this dress,” Russell said.
He had his dick all the way inside Quinn’s pussy, and he squeezed both her tits.
Quinn could only whimper and bite her bottom lip.
She loved this feeling, her father’s thick cock probing the deepest parts of her.
Finally, he pulled out part-way, and she could speak.
“I knew you would,” she gasped. “Give me your load, Daddy. I knew exactly what I was doing, and I know you’re already halfway to cumming. Give it to me… please.”
For some reason, probably baby hormones, she was feeling desperate for her father’s sperm.
“You never have to beg, Princess. You know that.”
He pulled her hips back a little to get the best angle and splayed his hands over her rounding belly.
“Mmmm,” Quinn moaned when she felt his tender touch.
She knew what he was thinking about though, and, tender though it was, his hands on her always made her feel dirty in the best way.
Just thinking about how he’d filled her up with his cum to make the baby growing inside her made her crazy.
She squeezed his cock with her pussy muscles, groaning even louder at feeling every vein and ridge of his cock.
She was right, though. He was halfway to cumming even before he had put his dick in her pussy.
So, when she squeezed him, and she felt her walls conform to his dick completely, he thrust hard, his pelvis against her smooth, round ass and shot his load.
“Fuck,” Quinn gasped again. “Feels so good when you cum inside me, so hot and sticky.”
She didn’t have an orgasm herself, but she didn’t even notice. She felt as satisfied as always when her father emptied his balls inside her.
“Thank you, Daddy,” she said after turning to lean against the window. She grabbed his balls in a way she knew he liked after cumming. “But, I hope you know, I want more today. I want you as much as possible while everyone’s here.”
“Mmm, you won’t get any argument from me.”
“Good. Now, here. Take these.” She picked up her silk thong and pushed it into his shirt pocket. “I won’t be needing them.”
They put themselves together and rejoined the party.
“Everyone… may I have your attention, please?” Russell said.
It was difficult with all the kids and activities going on, but soon everyone was turned toward Russell, who held Quinn’s hand.
He smiled, pulling her to him to wrap his arms around her from behind.
“We have an announcement to make. We wanted all our employees, family and friends to be present when we made it. Santana, Brittany, Will… I hope you don’t mind sharing this with the larger Fabray family.”
He knew they wouldn’t, and the smiles on their faces as he looked at them confirmed it.
“So… our announcement is that Quinn is carrying another Fabray baby. This time a girl.” Russell beamed and ground his clothed dick just slightly against Quinn’s ass.
It twitched at the feeling of the thin material against her bare ass.
He could practically feel her smooth skin and her wet pussy.
The cheers of the employees and the slaps and handshakes barely registered with Russell as he watched Quinn hug Santana and Will and accept congratulations from the others.
“I knew you weren’t finished” Brittany chirped, excited for Quinn and that she was right.
“You should ask Santana again… I’m sure she’ll say yes soon,” Quinn answered.
She knew Brittany wasn’t jealous, but it was always on her mind.
Russell planted himself behind Quinn again as they talked and kissed her neck.
“I’m gonna fuck you so hard,” he whispered in her ear.
His grinding against her naked ass was almost visible, and Quinn knew she needed to take care of him very quickly if she didn’t want to traumatize the kids.
If those kids weren’t here, though…
The thought of what she might do if it were just adults there to watch had her grabbing her father’s hand and excusing herself from Brittany.
She pulled him to the den.
“Do you know how wet I am?” she breathed against his lips, rubbing his crotch.
She leaned her butt against his desk, and he pushed against her hand.
“Show me,” he said.
She stood and gave him a sultry smile as she untied her dress and then let it pool at her feet.
He swallowed at the creamy rounding belly and amazing tits with pretty nipples.
She hopped up on the desk and spread her legs.
“See?” she said, running a finger over her glistening pussy lips and then popping it in her mouth for a taste. “Yum. Come and get me… stud.”
Russell couldn’t get out of his pants fast enough.
In no time, he had his pants off and dick inside his daughter’s cunt, pumping away.
“God, I almost bent over for you right there in the living room,” Quinn exhaled and the stretch at that angle.
She wrapped her legs around Russell’s ass and pulled him in further on ever thrust.
She had her arms wrapped around his neck, her head tilted to invite him to put his mark on her own neck.
Her calves rested on his ass as they flexed to help him fuck her harder and deeper, and he felt incredible, giving it to his wife, his daughter, the mother of his two children.
He moved his hands to her ass and lifted her up to carry her against the door.
With the wall full of plaques, certificates and pictures, it was the largest flat surface in the office.
He needed that to slam his dick even further into her.
She continued to use her calves on his ass to assist his thrusting.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she shouted as she felt his whole penis inside of her and the tip nudging her cervix on every thrust.
She was fairly sure that some people could hear them, but she didn’t care one bit.
They may not have known she was fucking her own father, but they were out of danger of being found out now.
And, she wasn’t going to give a shit anymore, damn it!
“I’m gonna fill you up again,” he grunted, increasing the strength of his frantic thrusting.
“Do it… I want to be overflowing with your cum,” she answered.
That did it, and he slammed her into the wall with his cock and emptied his seed hard inside her pussy.
Finally, she did have an orgasm… a huge one.
She squirted all over his crotch. It had built up since their guests had arrived, and she exploded.
“Fuck!” he cried and sent another hot stream of semen into her pussy.
“Yeah, fuck,” she panted as she let her legs fall to the floor.
“We’re not done today yet, are we?” Russell asked, pressing his whole body against hers, pinning her to the door.
“Not even close to being close,” she said. “Come in the kitchen later and bend me over the counter to see if you can possibly fit more cum inside me or just replace what’s leaking out.”
“Fuck… you can’t say things like that and expect me to let you go” he said.
They did get cleaned up and dressed, reluctantly for sure, and returned to the party.
No more than twenty minutes later, after watching Quinn go in and out of the kitchen, carrying trays the caterer had filled with food, Russell followed her in.
“Go take a break, please?” he asked the catering staff.
They all obeyed. He never barked orders, but when Russell Fabray spoke, no one questioned him.
The last of them was barely out the door before Quinn’s dress was up around her waist.
“You are leaking cum,” Russell marveled.
“Mhm… you gonna do something about that?” she wiggled her ass as if he needed more enticement.
He did not.
Her pussy was wet with both his cum and her arousal.
“What a sloppy pussy,” he grunted, already pounding into her. “Such a dirty girl.”
“Yes… so fucking dirty,” she answered.
“Shit!”
He bent over her back and unloaded one more time into Quinn’s pussy.
Waves of semen thrashed against her waiting cervix one more time.
“Holy fuck,” she mumbled, feeling all their combined juices.
It was like an ocean around their genitals, and it was fucking glorious.
That obviously still wasn’t the last time they fucked during the party.
They even fucked on their balcony with the curtains drawn but with the shadows of their bodies no doubt visible as he pressed her against the wall, leaning her slightly over edge with her leg wrapped around his waist.
He fucked another load into her, and then unabashedly reentered the house through the French doors.
“Goodbye, Brittany,” Quinn hugged her.
“Listen to your woman,” she whispered in Santana’s ear as she hugged her in turn.
The cum dripping down her leg was dangerously close to visible as the door closed.
It was a beautiful day.
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