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Sweet Dreams: Part 3

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Sweet Dreams: Part 3
Watching the Watcher: Brandon and Jeannette deal with the fallout from the
last mission, and decide on a side mission.

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Brandon couldn't bring himself to move for a minute longer, but eventually he
worked up the energy to get off the bed. He took a quick but refreshing shower,
and went downstairs to join the family. Jeanette was helping her mom finish up
a quick dinner, and they both smiled up at him when he entered the kitchen. He
heard the tapping of a keyboard in the next room, and got up to talk to Jack,
as a concern from earlier in the day again came to the forefront of his mind.

A Man-to-Man Talk.


He entered Jack's elegantly appointed study, and sat down in a chair opposite
the desk. Jack glanced up at him briefly, then typed away for a few moments
more, finishing up his thought. Once he had completed it, he closed the laptop
lid and leaned back, studying Brandon, and waiting for him to speak.

“Jack, there is something I wanted to talk about. It's kind of an odd question,
but I think it would be wise for us to discuss. I know that I have only been a
recent part of your daughter's life, but I still wanted to talk to you. This
afternoon as we were driving back, Jeannette was rather tired, but she was
forced to drive the entire way. While I have a license, I wouldn't feel
comfortable driving her car without your permission.”

Jack smiled, amused at the such a simple request appearing so important to
Brandon. “Well, as far as the use of the car is concerned, perhaps you should
know that Jeannette earned it by working for her mother and I, so she decides
who can drive it. However, since you will be driving my daughter, I think I
should probably give you a quick driving test to show you will keep her safe.
Can you drive stick?”

Brandon shook his head.

“Well, I guess you will have to wait to try out the Corvette then.” Brandon's
eyebrows raised. “We will have to take Jen's car in that case.”

They exited the study, and told the girls that they were headed out for a quick
drive. Jeannette gave Brandon a nervous look, but he told her through their
mental link that everything was fine, and that it was actually his idea. She
still didn't to appear thrilled by the concept of them together where she
couldn't act as a buffer, but she let them leave.

Jack tossed Brandon the keys, and they started down the street.

“Brandon, I'm sure you are a fine driver, but I thought this might be a good
time for us to talk anyway away from the girls. I know this must be a little
unnerving being in such close confines with me, but I think it is best you
understand me better.”

“I got Jen's vessel through a family member's estate, and spent days solving
the puzzle that opened it. That day changed my life completely, as is to be
expected. She was brought into the world and created as the perfect woman for
me, and she has also become a partner to me, in the sense that while I am
technically her master, I consider us equals, and encouraged her to think of us
that way as well. She is everything a man can want, and far more. I was
fortunate enough to figure out ways to use her powers to come up with some
rather nice inventions which frankly revolutionized an industry. We enjoyed
ourselves for years, and then we decided to start a family, to experience those
joys and challenges.”

“Of course, you know that Jeannette is extremely special to me, as I believe
most daughters are to their fathers, at least they should be. We always were
aware that there were risks with Jen being who she is, but we knew that any
child we had would be taken care of, and Jeannette has been everything we could
have ever wanted. Now, every girl eventually grows up, and I knew I would have
to let go at some point, but I didn't expect it to be quite so sudden. I guess
I understood that it may have to be rushed if any of Jen's powers were
inherited, but she wasn't even looking for anyone, so I happily stayed in my
fantasy world of her always being my little girl.”

“Obviously, I know the two of you were basically forced into making a deep
commitment almost instantly due to the circumstances. And it only stands to
reason that you would consummate that commitment. If I didn't know that, I
wouldn't have been able to wish for you guys to have the room that would assist
you to better be intimate. Jen knows me enough that she can interpret my wishes,
and that allowed you two to have some say in the room, although I'm sure Jen
added a few of her own embellishments.” Brandon couldn't help but smirk at the
last part. The massive dildo in the nightstand had been quite the find that
day.

Jack continued, “I definitely appreciated that you didn't jump right into bed
with her that first night, and instead focused on making her feel special and
comfortable. And the fact that you have shown understanding and sympathy about
my requests for discretion has been welcome as well. I just wanted to thank you
for being the type of man who cares enough about my daughter to also care about
her family. You were thrown in the middle of a rather surprising situation, and
you have handled yourself remarkably well.” He motioned for them to take a turn
that would lead back to the house.

“Although I agree that it has been quite the whirlwind the past few days, I
should have you know that Jen can read the intents of people. She avoids doing
it unless I ask her for privacy purposes, but I asked her to read yours in a
moment of weakness. She told me you only have the purist motivations, and I
accept that. So from now on, you don't have to ask me for permission for
anything. Since it is rather likely you two will be together permanently,
barring any sudden illness or something tragic, I wanted you to know that I
consider you a part of the family now. You will likely end up learning some
interesting things, and have to keep quiet about most of the secrets that we
obviously have to keep. However, it also means that you get some of the
benefits.”

They pulled into the driveway. “You are now officially one of my employees. I
haven't finalized your job description quite yet, but I'm not really worried
about that at the moment. You two need time to get to know one another, and
also make sure to keep up your grades. To that end, I've been thinking along
the same lines as you have, and that is why I picked up this yesterday.” The
garage door opened, and a fully loaded Lexus greeted his eyes. “This is your
company vehicle, and there is a company credit card in the cup holder for gas
and other maintenance. Give Jeannette your receipts, that is one of her
responsibilities to stay on top of. Brandon?”

Brandon stood, completely slack jawed. He didn't expect this in his wildest
dreams, and he wasn't sure if he could accept it. For one thing, it was way too
much for Jack to be spending on him. For another, how on earth would he explain
it to his own parents, whose cars were rather beat up?

“Brandon, I know this was a shock, but trust me, I can certainly afford it. In
fact, I could afford to buy the factory with the patents and investments Jen
and I have made. This is not charity. You will be responsible to do things for
me from time to time, and you are also keeping the morale up of one of my best
employees. It's also an investment in keeping those I care about safe. Like I
said, you are part of the family now, and this is one of the rewards of being
in the family.”

Jen and Jeannette appeared at the front door, and walked out to them. Jeannette
smiled broadly, and gave him a side squeeze. “Mom told me after you left. And
dad had messaged her that you went in to dad to ask him about driving my car,
giving him the perfect chance to give this to you. You seem to have quite the
knack for asking the right questions at the right times.” She squeezed him
again. “Now, let's go eat dinner, and then you can drive us all out for ice
cream. I know a place that should still be open this late in the season.”

Brandon allowed himself to be led inside, still slightly in shock. They sat
down at the table, and began to eat. When Jen asked what made them think to go
mountain climbing, they told them the entire story about how they were using
Jeannette's powers to help other people out, and detailed how their first
attempt had come together shockingly fast.


Jack smiled, “I knew you two would find ways to keep busy, but I had no idea
you were so quickly jumping in. Your mother and I have done similar things for
years, and I'm happy you are using your powers to make other's lives more
fulfilled. Brandon, keep me apprised of what you guys are up to, and we will
help if you need it, although I think it would be better if you guys figured
things out for yourselves. And since you will likely keep busy doing these
things, I'll come up with some way to justify it as part of your job
description, perhaps creating new customers or something like that.”

They chatted away about a variety of other topics until dinner ended, and then
Brandon drove them all to the ice cream stand to try out his new car, and then
drove it home, reveling in his new found freedom and the amazing turn his life
had taken. When he got home, he explained to his shocked parents about Jack
hiring him to take care of some things for the family company. He told that
that he had tried to refuse, but Jack had been insistent, and it would have
been rude to continue to fight with him about it, so he had relented. That
seemed to pacify his parents, and he went up to bed, drained again, even with
his nap earlier in the day.

New Assignments.


The next day at school he entered to quite the commotion, and he smiled when he
overheard that it was all about Becky and Rob. He had now been a part of
setting the school abuzz about shocking relationships twice now in the last
week. When he ran into the new couple on their way to classes, Becky even went
so far as to run over to him and give him a big hug, and she was absolutely
beaming. Just that simple change made her look like a completely different
person, and he was extremely happy for her.

 He wasn't sure how much she knew about them planning parts

of it, but he figured that even if she did realize that she had been set up,
she was thrilled at the outcome. The fact that the two couples were seen being
so friendly was not lost on a few people, and Brandon realized he would have to
be careful not to get too much of a reputation as a matchmaker, or it could
lead to issues. On the other hand, it might also make some people more
receptive to his helping them if they realized he had a worthwhile track
record.

He tried to touch Jeannette as he discreetly could that day, looking around to
try and find the next subject that interested him. It took him almost all day
to make up his mind, mostly because he wasn't sure if he really wanted the one
that most appealed to him. It could be a major undertaking, and Jeannette would
play a very large part.

After school, Brandon did all the paperwork to get a parking spot, then he and
Jeannette drove to his house to do their homework and talk about their options
for the next people they chose. Jeannette had an evil smile on her face the
entire time they drove home, and it made Brandon more than just a little bit
nervous. She was obviously scheming something, and Brandon just hoped it wasn't
something that was going to make him look very stupid.

She bounced onto his bed and looked over at him. “I go first. Sandy Williams.”
She smiled massively.

He looked at her confused. “She's pretty popular. She can likely have any guy
she wants. Why her?”

“She has a particular penchant for watching. Her fantasies mostly involve
seeing other people doing things. I'm not sure if it is an adrenaline rush
about being caught, about knowing people's intimate secrets, or because she saw
something when she was younger and had that as one of her formative sexual
experiences. Whatever the reason, that is what she thinks about the most.”

Brandon did not like where this was headed. They had only just yesterday talked
about not having competition, and now she was immediately pushing him to accept
that. His face darkened, feeling massively betrayed. He loved her deeply, but
did not want to spend the rest of his life with her pushing him and forcing
growth before he was completely comfortable with where he was at the moment.
They had only just started getting comfortable with one another. And his
insecurities certainly did not help this at all. He was still shy, since years
of not being seen as an option by most girls had made him rather self-conscious.
Only the fact that Jeannette had made a significant commitment with him, plus
his extreme horniness, made him at all comfortable with her seeing him naked,
but he was certainly not at ease still. Now he had to deal with the idea of
another woman judging him, and he was worried he would be found wanting.

Her face fell, realizing that she might have misjudged his reaction. Brandon
had a deep look of fear and concern in his eyes, and her face turned
compassionate and understanding in response. She took his hands, and looked him
squarely in the eye. “Let me finish, please. I was going for shock value, and I
thought it would be fun, so I thought you might take it that way. I wasn't
thinking about how else you could react. I have some guesses as to what I think
you are worried about, but I don't want to assume right now. Please, tell me
what your concerns are.”

Her caring tone allowed Brandon to open up, and he explained his point of view
to her. She probed him with questions occasionally, trying to find the roots of
his feelings of inadequacy. While she had been self-assured and confident,
knowing her celibacy was self-imposed, she realized his had been an entirely
different experience. And her heart went out to him, realizing the depths of
the pain which he had put upon himself without realizing it. He had grown to
think himself inadequate and un-loveable, just because girls could be
superficial and focus on the guys that were unattainable, wishing for them
instead of the wonderful people that dwelled just below their radar, but were a
better fit for most of them.

When Brandon had finished, Jeannette hugged him tightly to her, and she
whispered her love to him into his ear. She leaned back, holding his shoulders.
“I know that's how you have been trained to feel. I understand that. However,
you are now with me. And I have told you I am yours for life. Am I good enough
for you? Can you be content with me?”

He nodded quickly, knowing full well he wouldn't feel content with anyone else
anymore. She was his partner and his equal, and their shared goals gave them a
purpose to their lives that most people searched years for. Her beauty,
intelligence, honesty, and caring made her everything he had ever wanted.

“Good. Then you need to learn to not care what any other girls think. I should
be the only one whose opinion matters. At the end of the day, you will be
coming home to me. Well, not yet, but you know what I mean. And I will always
love you. The other girls were too dumbly focused on the few epitomes of
strength, looks, brains, and humor; to see the people were the best balance of
those things.

 The jocks tend to not have the brains, and half the time

they don't have the looks either. None of them is a balance, they just happen
to be the best of something in this little world we live in. However, you are
certainly no push over in any of those departments. While you are not the
hottest guy in school, you are certainly a 'hottie'. Haven't you noticed the
way that the girls have been looking at you lately? Now that you are off the
market, they realized you had been quite the catch. I'm just happy I got to you
first.”

She leaned in close to him. “Perhaps I need to prove how amazing you are, and
remind you what you have. Even when I'm tired or stressed, the thought of you
comforts me. And any time I think about being with you, I get so hot it drives
me insane. And now just thinking about that is getting me more than just mildly
moist.”

 She pushed him back onto the bed, and kissed him

forcefully. Not wanting her to think that she was the one that wanted this
more, and wanting to show how much she meant to him, he kissed back with even
more fervor, and rolled her over onto her back, and ground hard against her.
They looked at each other with wild eyes, completely lost in their passion for
one another. It took every fiber of being for Brandon not to literally rip her
clothes off.



 He pulled up her shirt and pushed her bra up off her tits,

and attacked them with his mouth. He sucked forcefully on her nipples, and
lightly bit them, causing her to moan heavily. While his mouth was busy, he was
undoing her jeans and pushing them down her legs as fast as he could, and she
was doing the same for him. He eventually got them off along with her panties,
and wasted no time entering her, driving himself to the hilt in one thrust.

They groaned, their inflamed passions glowing even hotter,

their bodies grinding together vigorously, their minds lost in their shared
need. Brandon pounded her relentlessly, and she met his every thrust with one
of her own. Her nails dug into his back, their furious ecstasy driving them
wild. They mashed their lips together, so lost in their potent fury that they
didn't even want to put the energy into a real kiss. They came, powerfully and
abruptly, the heights of their passion reaching a frenetic pace, and Jeannette
screamed loudly as she lost all control over herself.

Brandon fell limply on top of her, panting heavily. Once Jeannette had caught
her own breath, she purred contentedly, and caressed her lover's back, relaxing
in the afterglow of their passions. Brandon reluctantly got up, and they both
got dressed, not wanting his mother to catch them in that position. That would
certainly have been an interesting conversation, and one that he certainly did
not want to have at the moment.

“There, that should at least start to get your ego back to its proper level.
Let's make sure to keep having regular sessions to teach you to be more self-assured.”
She said as she pulled her bra back down and repositioned it, talking as if she
was his therapist. “Please don't hesitate to contact me earlier however if you
need a little pick me up. We can't have you backsliding into self-loathing
again.” She smiled at him, and kissed his cheek as she bent over to pull up her
pants and panties.

She went to the bathroom to clean up, and returned, somehow using her womanly
powers to make it look like she hadn't been ravished moments earlier. Her hair
was neat and she smelled amazing. He had no idea how she pulled it off. He
tried to do the same thing, but he was still slightly unkempt when he walked
back into the room. She did her best to straighten him out, but didn't overdo
it, as he was usually a little disheveled after a long day.

She sat him back down. “Now that we've started working on that issue, can I
continue with my idea?”

He resignedly nodded, knowing that she was going to want to do it no matter
what, and realizing that maybe she did know what was best in this case. He
didn't love the thought of having someone else with them, but as long as he
could just focus on her, maybe it wouldn't be too bad. If he could pretend
there was no one else there, he might be able to cope.

“I wasn't thinking of having someone come home with us or go to a hotel and
just strip down. One of her fantasies is people in the dressing rooms where she
works. She usually can't see much, but I think we could let her see a little
more than she was expecting, to give her a new thrill. You wouldn't have to be
exposed to her if you didn't want to be. Plus, I think it would be fun to play
dress up for you. This would be your chance to redeem your rain check from
Saturday, and get the added benefit of the release right then, which was your
excuse for not doing it last time. Are you game?”

He had to agree it was definitely less invasive than he had been thinking, and
could be fun. He was more than a little nervous about being caught, but if it
was where Sandy was working, that would be easier to control.

“Alright, I'll do it. And actually, me stepping out of my comfort zone may be
payback for the work you will likely have to do for mine.” She looked at him
quizzically. “I decided on Megan Bradley.”

Jeannette's eyes went so wide he was worried they would fall out. “The 'Ice Queen'”?!?
Are you kidding me? I thought we agreed to be easier! No one is going to want
her. And she hates everyone. What possible fantasy of her can you want to help
her fulfill?”

“She wants a romantic kiss at the Winter dance, in the middle of the dance
floor.”

“You are completely out of your mi

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