Falling for My Dirty Uncle

Kane Price shares finished trading near their highs for the year, as investors and clients breathed a sigh of relief that this period of turbulence had passed.

In a sign that Mr. Kane was ready to move on, he granted an amnesty of sorts to many who had opposed him. But not all. Shortly before his press conference, Kane Price announced the involuntary termination of Roy Purpus from the Board of Directors for his collusion with Lorna Lowell throughout the episode. It was Mr. Purpus who had called the initial vote of No Confidence.

"I have every belief that the employees who were believing Red Lion Aviation was a good deal were doing so based on the limited information that was made available to them, and I can't hold them in fault for that," Mr. Kane commented.

Tensions within the investment bank seemed to heal on a rapid clip as insiders reported that work had begun proceeding according to normal schedule. The perception of two armed camps - something that had come to dominate how Kane Price was viewed by Wall Street - had already begun to alter itself.

In the coming months, Kane Price is expected to announce and launch revolutionary new products that promise to upend the traditional order of Wall Street and generate a great deal of revenue for the Firm.

Stay with Marketwatch Journal as we bring you updates on them as they happen.

Epilogue

"Mason," I whisper, trying to sound serious. "Don't make me moan out loud. You'll wake the baby."

Mason just laughs and continues to grab my boob, squeezing it and running his fingers around my nipple as he kisses my neck.

I tilt my head back and sigh in pleasure at his touch.

A year and half after we first met, he still has the power to make me forget everything and revel in the moment.

"You'll moan when I tell you to, baby girl," he whispers in my ear before biting my earlobe.

My entire body convulses in shudders at his voice.

I'm almost carried away.

I mean, you would be too. Imagine yourself trading places with me. I'm sitting on the leather sofa of our new One57 apartment that we bought together as husband and wife.

Little Ida is asleep in the other room, in what I hope is a peaceful sleep. I had just sat down on the couch to watch NCIS when Mason saw me.

Now, he's literally trying to get in my pants. As in his hands are travelling to the hem of my yoga pants and his fingers are slowly tracing an outline over my thong.

With a sudden flash of inspiration, I turn to him and smile.

"If I'm your baby girl, will you go make me something to eat?" I ask him.

I'm trying hard not to laugh as the King of Wall Street looks at me with a perplexed look. No one has probably even asked him that. Ever.

No, of course not. Mason has just finished off a successful year as Wall Street's most celebrated CEO.

I mean, it's a good thing he's had me over the last year to at least suck his cock every morning otherwise I don't know if he'd even have time for sex.

Kane Price has launched over 40 new financial instruments and products and they've literally cornered the market on exotic financial instruments. Money flows only one way nowadays and that's into the coffers of Kane Price.

"Excuse me?" Mason asks me, and I can see his brow furrowing. That's right. Not too many Wall Street people probably joke around with him nowadays, what with his sky high bonus and soaring valuation, people are calling Mason Kane one of the richest men in the world.

"Please, Daddy?" I ask batting my eyes and trying to keep from laughing. "Please feed m?"

Now Mason realizes that I've been joking. When I'm begging to him, but begging for food and not fucking, he can finally tell that I'm pulling his leg.

He growls and picks me up.

I squeak loudly as he stands up and carries me to the chaise lounge next to the sofa and deposits me on it.

I splay my body out and spread my legs wantonly. My finger comes to my pussy and I begin to rub my clit through the fabric of my yoga pants and thong. I'm definitely wet. Just being around my husband makes me wet.

Mason begins to unbuckle his belt.