"Sir, should I email this now to Mr.Chris? It's already the complete file of the project." Karen's eyes were hopeful but her voice was on a low register, tired it may seem.

I've been persistent, letting the rest of my team do an over time work.

Checking for the time I glanced at my watch, 10:30 it reads. We've been keeping tabs and doing major constructions on the objectives of the new planned real estate project that is set to open for this month, considering that we were on a time limit we needed to get this thing done as soon as possible.

No one's going home until I said so.

"Yes, attached the minor details that I've added." Handing her a piece of paper with a stern expression on my face, I was determined to finish the paper work to this day.

Tapping the pen on the table, I pondered an idea. I determined all my choices, distinguished the ideas that would make the project better. After a few sketches, minor and major details and points I was already closed to finish.

"Gather up." My voice was in command, alerting my co-workers and gathering them together on the space provided.

"In the mean time, Karen had sent the files to the board leaders. If ever they'd lack their choice of liking, I still have a list of options. For those who have I assigned some major roles in the project, I need to have as much as idea you can put in into the project. For everyone's sake, we need those investors and that load of money. Alright, now go get some sleep and I will see everyone tomorrow." A couple of nods, tight smiles and hopeful faces I could see approving but they seem to be in doubt.

They might be, but I was sure as hell we could nail it and sell this project in no time. Dismissing the meeting and the activity; I followed to organize my things that were clustered, fixing myself as well while my eyes were about to droop, body tired from all the work. I went out of the office headed straight right home fishing my keys in my pocket when I heard the clanking of heels coming from afar.

I looked forward as I saw Abby coming my way; clothes that were like her second skin that weren't actually intended for office and were more like for burlesque. With all that makeup that covered her entire face I used to see her as seductive but as she was walking towards me, I felt like she was forcing herself to do so and deep down inside she could be vindictive deceiving if she wanted to.

"Matheo, work's all good?" She greeted, smiling widely as her eyes scanned my body.

"Yes, we just actually finished. How about you? How come you're still here, it's late." I asked, curious and concerned trying to make a decent conversation.

She smirked, fluttering her eyelashes. "I had to sort out some papers from the apartment units the fact that were expanding, I'd like the papers to be updated as soon as possible."

I nod for a reply, the encounter was as simple conversation between co-workers. I had to go before anything of this starts to be suggestive.

"I'll head home. Stay safe, abby." I spoke as I was about to move when she suddenly grabbed me.

"Are you sure? You don't want to take me home? and I forgot to tell you, I might pay you a visit at your place. Your parents are delighted with my company." With her suggestive and seductive voice, her hand started stroking my arm.

I moved away from her touch, smiling at the process because the gentleman I was couldn't bare to speak too forward that wouldn't be her liking.

"Go home abby, were both tired." Changing the topic, mentally surprised how Chris and Celia managed to know her so much on my back playing matchmaking.

She rolled her eyes and scoffed. "Why so uptight babe ... after this hectic schedule of yours you know you'll be needing of me." She kissed me on the cheek, her breath lingered on my body.

"I'm not in the mood Abby." I replied sternly, hoping she'd get the answer that she needed.

"That's what you always say, I'll see you soon." She mocked, taking her hands off of me.

Without further ado I head out, brushing off her remarks and hoping this time I would truly mean it. I drove home safe and sound as the road was eery, people were asleep at this point of time. Thankful for the peace, I used to find solace at night but the tired look on my face would say so that I badly need a goodnight's sleep. The door screeched as I went inside, the lights were already off and with careful steps trying to avoid waking up anyone. I indulge in the fine taste of whiskey, grabbed myself a drink to unwind and relax myself before I take a sleep. I rolled my sleeves up, opened a couple of buttons on my shirt as my nerves were still longing for work, used to my daily activities. I needed a breather and a classic whiskey would be it.

"Theo." Her soft and light voice were like feathers that enticed my skin.

I turned around to acknowledge her as she was by the entryway of the kitchen. The dim light accentuated her features; her skin was glowing and my hands already ached to touched her, her plump lips were much likely to invite me to do something forbidden and the skimpy night gown was all too innocent but provoked me to imagine something indecent.

"Cleo, why are you still up?" I questioned.

"I was actually up for a midnight snack, coincidentally you have just arrived so." She spoke with a knowing smile on her face.

"I've got another midnight snack in mind if you'd like." I stated earning a chuckle from her mouth, moving towards my way as I grabbed her by the waist and with one swift movement our bodies collided.

"I like this on you, makes you more irresistible." She remarked as her hands travelled along my chest, pointing my rolled up sleeves and the fitted shirt sculpted around for my body.

"Is my baby sister getting all hot and bothered for me?" I spoke in a teasing manner, laughing at the same time.

A gap barely between our faces, the air felt thicker than a sudden. Her hands were soft as she caressed my face, tracing my features and with her intense eyes, I felt no longer tired from work.

"Long day, huh?" She muttered, breaking my thoughts.

"Yeah. Hopefully were almost done." I respond while I lean in into her touch.

"You're such a workaholic, how about you relax for a bit." She breathed heavily into my scent, her voice was a whisper.

My hands travelled down her body kneading her ass, pleased to find out that there was barely a fabric of undergarment on her body. She slowly leaned in for the kiss and we did, passionately kissing each other as we showed no signs of stopping. Taking a hold of my shirt, she kissed me deeply sliding her tongue on my mouth stimulating my cock from the action. I took off her straps; her silky skin glided so easily whilst she shivered from the touch.

Her hand crept its way down my pants and she started to stroke my member through the fabric, alerting my senses. I leaned in into the countertop as I let her do the work, her hands were needy grabbing a handful of my cock, touching and caressing my balls the sensation was heightened.

"You've got a big cock." Her lips purred as I groan in satisfaction and it was about to pounce already from all the stimulation.

"Thirsty for one?" I teased while she grinned, delighted of what I had to say.

Taking the lead, she yanked my pants down and my cock sprung from the hardness. Deeply looking into each others eyes, my hands cradled her face as I started to kiss her slowly this time. She let out a soft sigh of contentment, having fun as much as I did too. While her fingers glided slowly and softly against my cock, making me kiss her roughly. She broke the kiss, eyes fixated on my lip with a sardonic smile painted on her face.

Now to what is she up to.

"I want your cock in my mouth." She stated, seductively biting her lower lip and lowering her eyelids and stares deeply into my eyes.

"Be my guest." I replied, as I licked my lip from the sudden anticipation.

She knelt on the floor, while her eyes stayed in contact with mine. Holding each other's gaze, I looked down to already see her beaming and taking a hold of my cock. She opens her mouth, darting her tongue out as she twirled it around the tip of my member.

"Mmm." I took a quick intake of air.

She ran her tongue along my length, coming back to the tip and teasing my head again. Mouth wide open and my cock fully lubricated, she took me in her mouth. With her plump lip visible, she sucked into my length like there's no tomorrow.

"Fuck, Cleo. That feels so fucking good." I said breathlessly while she glided her mouth up and down, clasping her hand tighter around my cock. Her mouth and hand in unison, she continued picking up a pace. She moves her hand, cupping my balls, stroking and tugging them lightly.

I groan making me lean my head back from her doing. Fuck, she knew how to do one alright. When I thought she'd be done showing me how good she can be, she sucked my dick even farther in her mouth.

"Motherfucker." I cursed raising my voice, as I pant and grunt so loudly.

I grab a hold of her hair, fisting her brown locks into my hand. With slow movements she went deeper continuously with pace, she gagged on my cock but it never failed to stop her as she looked up on me, cock coated with her saliva. Her mouth moved up and down like she was worshipping my length.

"I'm going to come." I moan and breathe heavily, the sensation of her throat muscles I could feel.

She continued to do so, moaning under her breath. I close my eyes while I grunt, enjoying the pleasure. My muscles tightened, tensed from the build up and when I knew I couldn't hold it for any longer, I came shooting big spurts of cum coating her mouth. She swallowed with a satisfied look on her face, the obedient baby sister that she always is.

We stayed still, trying to recover from the high euphoria when we heard an approach of footsteps coming down from the stairs.

"Shit." Cleo muttered and stood up.

I loose my grip on her hair, trying to control my erratic breathing. Zipping up my pants whilst we both fixed ourselves trying to make it look we were having a decent conversation.

"Cleo ... Mat?" Celia, cleo's mother called with a surprise in her voice when her eyes found me. Odd that she'd find us in the kitchen, together and the lights were off.

"Celia." I greeted back, a bit hesitant and

awkward to call her mother when her daughter gave me head a minute ago.

"What are you guys doing here? It's late." She raised her brows slightly, doubtful.

"I was actually helping Cleo out to find some snacks because she wanted to eat and we had a conversation about the company's latest project." I answered naturally with a demure expression, taking a glance at her to my side.

"Yep, because stupid me actually tends to forget where the snacks are located." She forced a smile, scratching her head for a bit to make it seem like she did.

"What about you mom? Why did you come downstairs?" She added with her eyes innocent and casually to ask.

"I actually heard sounds coming from downstairs, so I came here and found you two." Celia stated, her eyes roamed around the area.

"It was probably the cars outside, mostly some of the neighbors go out and arrive at this time." I spoke, giving her reassurance to trust us.

Slowly nodding her head, she seemed to believe our reason. "Could be, anyway I'm gonna go. You two take some rests, don't stay up late kids." She said, preparing to leave.

I nod in agreement while Cleo spoke a faint okay and I'll come up later. As she was out in our sight, we stared at each other's eyes smirking together then she rolled her eyes in her typical manner.

"Better?" She asked smiling.

"Much better." I instantly replied, smiling back after.

"Goodnight brother." Captivated by the suggestive mellow tone of her voice.

"Goodnight." I respond, couldn't keep the the grin on my face as I bite my lower lip softly.

She was a sight to look at.

And definitely good at giving head.