Sara and I were in the back of a stretch Limo heading back to the Houston rental after the gala to support the foundation that sponsored Paul Bosworth's research. In the car with us was Barbara Dayworthy, and her husband Paul Bosworth. Also, with us was Sara's niece Jessica Harper and her boyfriend Praveen Kumar. Sara was commenting to Barbara Dayworthy on the success of the gala.
"Three quarters of a million was a nice round number. That took some organization, darling," said Sara.
"Throw a party and Houston's Grand Dames will show up and write checks on their husband's accounts. You don't live in Houston we do that kind of money in our sleep," said Barbara.
The limo pulled up to the driveway of the house that we were using, and a familiar figure was standing by the open door. William was assisting the women out of the car. The limo drove off leaving Barbara and her husband, Jessica and Praveen with us.
"A quick nightcap and William will drive you home," said Sara.
The lights were on in the house with Paula holding the door. When we were settled, she circulated around with a tray of martinis. I noticed that Sara declined a cocktail and was drinking orange juice instead. Sara commented on the MC who she thought was hideous.
"The woman could barely fit in her dress and to prance around the stage like that I was surprised that there were any bids for the auction," said Sara.
"I noticed that you were competitive on some of the items, darling," I said trying to break the mood of the group.
"Paul, I needed your help, if we had worked together, we could have defeated the couple in the red dress and tux, and the foundation that supports Paul's research would be that much richer. I really wanted that necklace," said Sara.
"I will find something as beautiful if not more than that cheap piece of glass for you darling," I said.
"Sara, I've asked before, I still want to know what school you sent him to. He seems to know how to make you happy," said Barbara.
"And as I explained earlier, it takes a lot of practice and patients, but he got the message very quickly. I think he enjoys surprising me," said Sara.
Paula circulated a second round of drinks and snacks which made the mood in the group relax even more. It was Dr. Bosworth that ended the evening when he stood and announced that he had to get to his lab in the morning. William was standing by the Land Rover and Jessica, Dayworthy and Bosworth got in the back seat and Praveen rode with William. We bid everyone a good evening and went back into the house and sat in the living room and talked about the party.
Sara slid next to me and kissed my cheek. "Paul were you serious about getting me another diamond necklace?"
"I've been looking and there are two that I think would look good on you. I can only afford one so I will let you see my selections and you can choose," I said as I kissed Sara.
"Darling as much as I would like another bauble, we have expenses coming soon so let's put that off," said Sara.
We kissed rose and moved to our bedroom, leaving the house for Paula to clean up. I was wondering what expenses Sara was talking about the only thing I could think about was the cabana. I could not see any expenses looming in the future. But if Sara wanted to delay. I could delay.
The Gala we attended was styled as a throwback to the 1920's. The outfits that the three ladies wore this evening were inspired by "Flappers" and for the most part they carried the look off well. That was the reason Sara commented on the MC's dress, which was not well thought out. I started to get out of the tux at the same time Sara was undressing in the bathroom. I was in bed just as Sara came into the room. Sara was naked but somehow different from what I remembered her a few weeks before.
She slid next to me and grabbed my hand and placed it on one of her breasts. She rolled further and brought our lips together. Her hand found my cock and was stimulating it to a nice erection.
"Now Mr. Rogers if you will put that thing, between your legs, to good use. Both of us will be happy, me especially," whispered Sara.
Sara directed my cock into her pussy and then kissed me. "You feel so good Countess, I could make love to you forever," I said as I began to move my penis in and out of her.
"This is what I wanted, my darling. You and me in the same bed with your tool working my pussy over," said Sara with a slight laugh.
"You feel great and look beautiful, Sara," I said before I took one of her breasts in my mouth.
Sara brought my head to hers and our lips met in a long passionate kiss. I continued moving my cock in and out of her warm silky pussy. Sara started to breathe deeply, and I felt Sara orgasm. She suddenly embraced me, kissed me and held on to me. I continued to move my cock in and out of her quim. I made one thrust and felt my cock let go. I held on to Sara as I came down from my orgasm. We both let sleep take over.
The next time I was aware there was a knock on the door. "Mr. Rogers breakfast is ready!" said Paula through the door. I moved my arms and legs and found I was alone. Sara must have gotten up earlier. I got out of bed and performed my usual morning tasks. I dressed and walked to the kitchen. On the counter was a glass of orange juice and a plate of eggs and bacon. Sara was not in the house.
"Ms. Solsbery left earlier this morning with Ms. Dayworthy and will call you later, sir," said Paula without asking.
I sat and ate was hoping that Paula had some left over, but I was disappointed. I guessed that Sara had a hand in that operation. I almost called Bret but remembered the time change and knew that it would not be appreciated if I called them at 7:00.
Mr. Rogers there is a package in the living room that was delivered after you and Ms. Solsberry left last night," said Paula.
I followed our house manager into the living room and there was a box about the size of a set of golf clubs. There was a large envelope attached, in the envelope was a birthday card from my wife.
The card was funny but the note below was not "I did not forget Happy Birthday darling. Sara Jane Solsbery Countess of Redding" There were all kinds of calligraphic flourishes below words. "This will require a diamond necklace I am sure," I thought to myself.
I opened the box and found a new set of clubs in a new bag. These were the ones that I was looking at. It looked like Mr. Solsbery isn't the only one with information sources. Now all I needed was someone to play with.
"Mr. Kumar called and said he was on the way sir," said Paula.
