A party to remember

Derek's point of view:

I was sound asleep in the middle of my luxurious suite, surrounded by beautiful, naked supermodels. 

They were lying on the bed, on the couch, and even on the floor, all in various seductive poses. 

The room was filled with the soft moans and sighs of pleasure as the models fawned over me, running their hands over my toned body.

Suddenly, the door burst open and my butler stormed into the room with a look of anger on his face. 

"Sir, you must wake up immediately," he exclaimed, shooing away the models with a wave of his hand.

I groaned and groggily sat up in bed, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. 

I looked around at the naked models, trying to remember their names.

"What is it, Jenkins?" I asked, clearly annoyed.

"Your father is hosting a special event and he needs you there urgently," Jenkins announced, his tone serious.

"Why?" I asked. 

"We have a special guest coming over and you need to be ready."

"Who is it, Jenkins?" I asked, still groggy.

"It's a potential business partner," Jenkins replied, his voice still filled with anger. "And you need to be on your best behavior."

I let out a sigh, knowing that Pa was always looking for ways to expand our already vast empire. 

I got out of bed, grabbing a robe and tying it around my waist. 

"Maybe I'll pass. I smell awful and I can't make it."

Jenkins would not take no for an answer. 

"Leave it to me, sir," he said, rushing me to the showroom. 

There, maids quickly washed and dressed me in a glittering tuxedo. 

Despite my initial resistance, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement as I looked at myself in the mirror, ready to attend the event Pa had planned.

As I made my way to the event, I couldn't help but think back to the previous night and the beautiful models that had surrounded me. 

Now I remembered. Last night was my twentieth birthday. 

I had thrown a lavish party at Cubana clubhouse, blew over two million dollars on strippers and drinks and had a heated night with these supermodels I found on I*******m.

It was a crazy night. I can't believe I slept throughout the day. 

How long had I been out? Probably twelve hours. 

Unbelievable. Maybe I should watch my liquor next time. 

But now, I was on my way to something even more exciting, something that would make me the envy of all those in attendance. 

                            * * * *

 

As the sun began to set on Pa's luxurious estate, I pulled up outside our villa in my beamer.  

Pa, a powerful and influential businessman, had summoned me to attend a welcome party for a new business associate.

I was always one for social gatherings, especially ones hosted by Pa, who always had some ulterior motive for every event he hosted.

I made my way towards the villa where the party was held in the ballroom as I tossed my car keys to the servant nearby. 

I looked at myself in the entrance mirror, checking myself out. 

Pa always expects me to make a good impression on our guests. I never fail to impress. 

I looked at myself in the mirror again and couldn't help but smirk, knowing that I would be the best-dressed person at the party.

I made my way to the grand ballroom, swinging my shoulders, a hand in my pocket my charming smile on. 

Pa would probably try introducing me to some potential business partner or worse, a potential wife. 

I hated the thought of being forced into a relationship for the sake of Pa's business. He does this too often. 

As I entered the ballroom, I saw Pa standing at the entrance, greeting the guests as they arrived. 

I made my way over to him, trying to avoid making eye contact with anyone else in the room.

It's evident I caught the eyes of everyone present in that ballroom—especially the ladies. 

"Derek, I'm glad you could make it," Pa said, patting me on the back. "I have someone I want you to meet."

My heart sank as Pa led me over to a beautiful woman who was standing alone by the refreshment table.

"Derek, this is Mary. Mary, this is my son, Derek."

I forced a smile and shook her hand, trying to hide the lust in my eyes.

She was a hot Milf. Her curves and ass was just the right size. I wonder what she might be doing after tonight. 

Maybe she'd tuck me in bed and get naked once Pa's party is over. From the looks on her, I'd bet she must be in her early thirties. 

"Nice to meet you, Derek," Mary said with a smile.

Pa turned to Mary and crossed his arm around her shoulder. 

"Son, now you've met Mary, I'm going to break the news to you. She's the woman I want to marry."

How disappointing. Wait, what? Did he just say marry?

I felt a knot form in my stomach, surprised that this was Pa's plan all along. 

Pa got good taste in women. A stepmom wasn't something I expected to happen after such a long time.

I managed to force a smile and offered my congratulations to the new couple.  

So this hot Milf is gonna be my stepmom. Crazy how my perverted mind's making up porno's scenes with her. 

Damn, I hate my dirty mind. 

Just as I was about to give Pa my blessing, Mary turned to introduce her daughter to me. 

Hold up! She's got a daughter too? Doesn't that make her a single mother?

Was dad okay marrying a single mom?

My heart skipped a beat as I recognized the young woman standing beside her. 

This chick was my childhood crush, whom I had not seen since I was a teenager.

"This is my daughter, Ronnie," Mary said, smiling at her daughter then at me.

"I was just telling Mary that I think the two of you would make a great couple," Pa laughed jokingly. "Just kidding."

I knew he was kidding. I knew he was cracking his regular jokes. 

But he wasn't wrong either. 

He wasn't wrong because I had always imagined it way back since the first day I set eyes on Ronnie.  

I had once promised to myself that I was going to marry her when I grew up. 

Ronnie is a vision of beauty, dressed in a striking red dress that accentuates her hourglass figure, reminiscent of Scarlett Johansson. 

Her porcelain skin is flawless, and her long strawberry red hair cascades down her shoulders in waves. 

A sparkling emerald diamond necklace sits elegantly around her neck, drawing attention to her delicate features. 

She has red painted nails that match her dress and her lips are glossy and red. 

She exudes an alluring aroma that is impossible to ignore, and her sparkling earrings add the perfect touch of elegance. 

All in all, she is the epitome of beauty and grace.

I couldn't believe it. Ronnie wasn't always like this.

For one she never had boobs. Not as long as I remembered. 

But damn, look at the tits on her. They're huge. 

She's no longer the helpless little cry baby I knew back when we were kids. 

She's all grown now—a woman. 

And what's more, she's now my stepsister!

The girl I had always dreamed of being with was standing right in front of me. 

As our eyes met, I felt a spark of something I had never felt before. A spark that lit up my world, pulling me out of the darkness like a magnet. 

I knew that this party was going to be one that I would never ever forget.