During the start of Riley’s last year at Michigan, I began to react more to his relocation back to Grand Rapids. Riley most definitely would be looking for a place to live, and I didn’t want him to end up anywhere shitty. Plus, I had several real estate investments around Grand Rapids, and I wanted to keep him close. I scoped out some areas that were decent but where Riley wouldn’t stick out as being somewhere a kid fresh out of college shouldn’t be. Granted, I had financial accounts all set up for him, but it was also important for Riley tofeellike he did all of this on his own. It also helped that Riley was determined to actually do it all on his own. I was able to pay his way into the University of Michigan, but if it weren’t for his work ethic, my money would have only gone so far.
He wanted to be close to me so fucking badly, and that excited me to no end. I’d left him a trail since he was fourteen, and he tracked each piece down, taking it all in. Riley was a very hungry young man, and I wanted to feed him. I also wanted to make certain I had some control over where he’d end up living when he graduated. He knew Evans Financial had an intern spot reserved for him as soon as he graduated, but he would need a place to live. And I needed to be able to watch him ... literally.
I bought a place that had two attached townhouses with small yards. The going rental market for these was about $1,500 a month. I certainly didn’t give a fuck about the added revenue, but I needed to make the monthly rent appealing enough to get him to commit to it. I had complete renovations done on the two units and made sure it was appealing to him both visually and financially. Two weeks before Riley graduated, I had my rental management company mail a flier to him at the school, advertising one of the units for dirt cheap. A day later, he called the rental management company and arranged a visit.
To appease my voyeuristic needs, I also had the place hooked up with some microscopic high-tech cameras. When I saw how small cameras, even wireless ones, could be, I had the tech company also make me a small lapel pin with the letter M that contained a camera in it. I wore it on my suit jacket and tested it out for several days. The pin camera sent the live feed directly to my cell phone and iPad. I could even log in to the software from the comfort of my desk at work. I was blown away from the results and was going to love this.
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It was officiallyRiley’s first day of work, which pulled me out of bed even earlier than usual. I was energized and excited that we were finally at this stage, and I was as proud of him. Not many students finished their degrees early and then started working in their chosen field only a few days after graduation. But Riley was cut from a different cloth. Actually, Riley had been molded and guided, but he had been very receptive to it.
While I was in the shower, I jacked off to the mental picture of Riley on his knees in my office. He was waiting with his mouth open, begging for me to touch him. Wearing only his tie, I clutched it like a leash, tugging and pulling toward my cock. Though I knew it wasn’t a realistic activity for today, I still stroked myself and fantasized about it.
Before I left home for work, I enjoyed watching him on my iPad with my coffee. In the background, I vaguely paid attention to the TV that was showing the morning news. I partially heard the weather report calling for early morning fog.Nothing new there.My screen was displaying something new for me: Riley waking up in the townhouse I owned. He slept on an air mattress, which I hoped he would rectify quickly.
“Come on, Wolverine.”
My eyes feasted on his abs and erection. He had slept only in a pair of gray boxer briefs, and his morning wood stretched the fabric tight. As he rolled over and stretched, I felt myself stiffen and moved my fingertips along my pants, outlining my dick. I pulled my hand away, knowing I needed to rein in this behavior. In order to keep him hungry and motivated, I needed to continue to keep my distance and act uninterested in him. And as much as I wanted to see him kneel on the floor of my office, I knew that time wasn’t here yet.
