The Push - Tactics Are Everything
Author's note:
"Necessity is the Mother of Obsession..." The full title wouldn't fit in 35 characters. This story arc is my first attempt in the Erotic Couplings genre. My other attempts all seem to have devolved into Romance. I suppose this could be, too. In any case, this is Part 3 of a 5-part story arc. Again, there is a lot of non-sexual moving the story forward at the beginning, then the more erotic stuff, including some erotic coupling, exhibitionist/voyeur and bi/lesbian. Please vote/comment. Consider it like applause. It's how I know whether I'm pleasing my audience. Enjoy...
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Wednesday Early Morning
"Five o'clock is obscene," Karen mumbled as she reached for the wakeup call. The phone was on her side of the bed. She picked it up and put it right back down.
"Then you can go back to sleep, once we've got Lu on her way," John told her, nuzzling into her from behind and sending shivers through her body. Karen moaned.
"
Ohhh...
" Karen moaned as she rolled over to face him. "But why waste it?" She felt down his gorgeous naked body until she found his rapidly swelling cock. "Such a delightful way to wake up."
"If I didn't have to piss so bad," he told her, starting to struggle out from under the covers.
"I'd join you, but I'm with him," Lu commented from the far side of John. She was already expertly extricating herself from the bedding and heading for the bathroom.
"Okay, you win," Karen told them both. Being near the edge of the bed, she was able to get out and follow Lu before John could free himself. By the time he made it to the bath, Lu was in the shower and Karen was sitting on the toilet. Deciding not to be a boor and piss in the sink, he headed over to Karen's bath. His hard-on had gone down and he was just finishing up when Karen walked in.
"I guess I better shower alone," she told him as she turned on the water. "Too many temptations otherwise."
"Okay, I'll go make breakfast for the three of us," he acknowledged. "I can clean up later."
He had cheese omelets on toast with turkey sausage ready by the time Lu strolled in, wearing the hotel robe.
"Just borrowing, John," she told him. "I'll have to hustle back to my hotel to change, then I'll meet you at Morton's."
"You settled somewhere out here, didn't you?" he asked as she sat and he served.
"If you consider Carson City 'somewhere out here'... or Glenbrook, actually. On Lake Tahoe," she smiled. "For business in Vegas, I book a hotel and charge you for it." She was just finishing breakfast when Karen walked in, also in a robe. She sat and John served, then she turned to look at Lu.
"I hope we're okay after last night," she told Lu cautiously.
"Okay?" Lu beamed. "Girl, that was the best no-penis fuck I've had in forever! Actually,
any
kind of fuck in forever. I owe you big time. You present as Miss Prim and Proper, inexperienced and all, but my God! You're a fucking natural!"
"We'll be able to work together, though, right?" Karen asked, still a little unsure.
"Better now than ever," Lu nodded. "When it's showtime, I'll still be the professional hard-ass lawyer and you'll still be the professional hard-ass P-A. Nobody needs to know different." She stood up and took off the robe, putting over the back of the chair.
"I've got to get dressed and bail, John," she told him. "I'll see you at work."
Karen quickly stood up and took off her robe, too, then held out her arms for a hug. It took Lu less than a second to decide
why not?
and move into Karen's arms. And kiss. Karen wasn't holding back.
Lu let herself melt and wondered again at how good this young woman felt. She had to be a decade younger, at least, and that usually meant all eagerness and ineptitude, at least in Lu's experience. Karen was different. Hesitant at first, but when she decide to give, she gave her all. Their naked skins pressing into each other - soft, warm, sexy as hell... their combined scents and tastes were overpowering.
They eventually eased up, and the women got to laugh at John's expense as he adjusted himself in his bed pants. Lu looked back to Karen and smiled slightly.
"Sic 'em, girl," she said. "I hate to do this, but I've got to go."
Karen muttered "sure..." as she stepped back and watched as Lu headed into John's bedroom to retrieve her clothes and head out, with the blazer but minus the blouse ruined the night before.
"Did you want to get some more sleep?" John asked after Lu had left.
"Can we fuck while we do?" Karen asked. John could have sworn it was a truly ingenuous question.
"We can try," he smiled. "We'll be on time if we're up by eight."
Wednesday Day
"Mills wants to downsize because he's afraid," Orin was telling them over their pre-meeting coffee at Morton's. "He thinks the bubble's going to burst and that land value is going to crash. Plus, he thinks that any capital expenditures at this point are going to become huge liabilities. He and his son have pretty much everything they own in Morton. He wants to sell off now and get to Morton's secure core of products, pretty much immune to market fluctuations."
"And those would be their long-term defense contracts and their 'clean up the environment' line... the ones that industries use to meet EPA regulations," John nodded. "So he'd need convincing that staying in is almost guaranteed profit. Not an easy sell."
"We can fuck up the sale of any real estate by insisting on complete environmental impact studies, through the EPA," Lu spoke up. "Just the legal maneuvering alone could stretch it out years, even if they're clean. And there's enough radon in the ground water to screw up the test results, if we want to get picky."
"We do know that Tikken is not only doing well, they're about to get a contract for NASA's Mars mission," Orin put in. "Which, of course, nobody is supposed to know about. They'll have to be tooled up by 2018, when NASA's Proving Ground phase starts. And of course, the Nevada desert is a great place for harnessing solar power."
"So that might be the 'guarantee' Mills needs," John pointed out. "We have to play that one close, though, since it isn't public knowledge."
"Okay," John told his team, standing up. "Let's plan on lunch at the Bistro again. Except this time we buy more than just drinks. I want Karen paying attention to the arguments and not thinking about menus."
His team joined him as they made their way to the conference room where the day's festivities were to occur.
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The morning had bordered on disaster. Morton, Mills and Pearson had each begun to get involved, expressing their opinions about the company's direction and taking it out of the hands of their paid mouthpieces. It had devolved into arguing, without support facts - more emotions than anything else.
Karen was kept busy supplying John and Lu with "facts and figures" so they could counter the more emotional outbursts, including at some points supporting Mills, so that the meeting didn't get completely derailed.
Now the four were sitting at lunch, reviewing the train wreck in progress.
"Bob Mills is going to fuck this company over if he doesn't get his head out of his ass," Lu stated, with obvious irritation. "You'd think for an experienced businessman, he'd pay closer attention to alternative strategies with a better than even chance for success."
"I think I know how to handle this," John came back. "We just have to survive the afternoon. Once I can get Bob alone and explain a couple of highly confidential things, he may soften. By the way, he intends to bring his son, William - better known as Billy - to the meeting this afternoon. Billy's a lawyer on Bob's payroll and can sit in on the negotiations. He just doesn't have any voting or veto power."