This chapter is not meant to stand alone. Please begin at the first chapter to fully appreciate this tale.
Thursday, November 8
The sun was just peeping through the edge of the curtain that covered the eastern window of our bedroom. I groggily opened one eye as I rolled over against a warm and nude body. We began to lightly caress each other when she asked, "want to make love handsome?"
Never refuse to take the opportunity to make love to your soul mate. "Of course," I answered pulling her more tightly to me. "Where's everyone else?"
"They got up forty-five minutes ago, I recalled that we don't have to be anywhere for awhile so I though we could be Lord and Lady of the castle and enjoy just the two of us in bed," lightly laughed Veronica.
"Let me pee and brush teeth and do just that," I replied gently squeezing her ass.
"I need to do that too," she replied as she tossed the sheets off.
When we climbed back in bed she pulled me down on top of her, passionately kissed me and ran her nails across my back. As I got harder she reached for my cock and lightly stroked me. "Come on handsome, put that wonderful cock inside me. Let me feel your weight on top of me. Take me to the moon," she panted spreading her legs.
I moved between her legs and noticed her wetness glistening. She was already aroused but using my right hand I teasingly rubbed my cockhead up and down her wetted the length at least eight times until she begged me, "Put it in me! Fuck me! Take me, I'm all yours!!"
Smiling I entered her well lubricated pussy and began to slowly trust into her. With the second stroke her hips began to trust back. She quickly came and as she regained her breath, I began to move onto my knees and pulled her legs perpendicular to her hips and deeply entered her. As I slid slowly in and out she began cooing and mewing. Each time I tried to nestle my tip against her inner lips which further increased her panting. Veronica put her hands behind her knees, spread her legs out to each side and came again with a rippling orgasm that seemed to last two or three minutes.
"God, what you do to me," she sighed trying to normalize her breathing.
"Let me get on top. I want you to play with my boobs," she smiled as she began to straighten her legs. I stayed in her as we rolled over to my back. She tucked her legs to my sides and resettled on me. I reached for her breasts and she leaned forward a bit to give me a comfortable distance to fondle her. As she began moving her hips back and forth then swirling she began panting. She leaned down putting her nipple against my lips saying, "These are yours, suck 'em, bite 'em."
I bit one and then the other. When I bit the second, I bit harder than the first which brought forth a guttural animalistic groan. I found myself grunting and groaning in response. We were making love but also rutting and growling like animals. At that thought I could feel my balls tightening and a moment later we came together, strongly and beautifully. Still gasping for air Veronica collapsed on my chest. I put my arms around her and held her with her face nestled against my neck.
"I love you Veronica. I've never loved anyone as much as I love you. You being mine has made me the happiest man on earth."
"Ooh, handsome, I love you too. I know. Let's get married. Say next week. Free on Friday?" she cooed.
"Why yes I am and I'd like to do that, very much. Reserve the day," I laughed kissing her.
About ten minutes later with me still partly in Veronica, Cheryl came in and asked, "Are you two going to eat, food that is, this morning. Mary Claire says she'll fix something for you if you are. The rest of us've eaten and three of your women are gone."
"Yeah, we'll eat, listen for the shower, or turn the camera on and watch for us to get up," I smiled holding Veronica tightly to me.
I turned the cameras off after we dressed and were leaving the bedroom. I was wearing khakis and a long sleeve oxford cloth shirt, Veronica in a mid-thigh length flared skirt, a silk blouse, thigh highs and a pair of strappy slides.
"Wow, talk about looking 'just fucked', you two could be poster children," laughed Mary Claire as we walked into the kitchen.
After we ate I was in the den discussing legal options for the foundation with Lauren who was looking stunning in a very short skirt, sheer top, exposed stocking tops. Cheryl walked in just as I was tempted to stand behind her and touch her tits. She gave me a message slip that said that George Clarkson had called and wanted to meet me for lunch some time. He'd like me to call him back. Cheryl then said that she'd talked to Norma at the old office and was told that at the end of the month Monty would be terminated.
Monty was hired for general maintenance and janitorial work after our office enjoyed its first growth spurt. He was mildly mentally challenged, but he was a diligent and faithful worker. Since he was way down on the totem pole of employees we hadn't thought to include him in our early-termination caveat.
"Well he'll probably have a hard time getting on someplace else, I think he's in his late fifties now, especially since employment is getting tight. I doubt if Citi would write him a decent recommendation. I should have thought about him when we were working out the details with Citi. Any thoughts either of you?" I asked and then explained his situation for Lauren's benefit
Lauren was the first to speak, "I assume you want to take care of him."
"Yes, I feel kinda obligated and I assume Emerson will as well. He's a good guy. He'd give you the shirt off his back to help. Monty is a big Cards fan that I would cadge field level seats two or three times a season from clients and take him and his wife to a game," I replied. "If my memory serves me, she works as a cook in a high school cafeteria."
"Why not hire him as a handy man, lawn man, and for other general work like that. I was already wondering about looking at hiring a different firm to cut the lawns and weed the gardens. He can take care of both properties and possibly Emerson's as well. I assume we'd have to purchase the necessary lawn equipment, but in the long run he'd probably be better than the lawn service you're currently using. Cheryl should interview him since he'll work under her supervision. I also assume he'd need medical coverage and pension contributions," she smiled.
"Cheryl, talk to him. If you agree and if he's amenable, hire him. Pay him a fair wage and cover him with insurance and the pension plan. I recall that in the last eight years or so we gave him sizeable year end bonuses as annuities so he'd have a nice nest egg to retire on. I think he's too young to retire now, but stress that he could take whatever time he needed to travel with his wife and kids, two I think, when he wanted too. Use your discretion on rate of pay and let this lovely young thing know the money details," I gestured toward Lauren and smiled.
"I shall, I'm confident he'll take the job because he really likes you Scott. He always gave your office extra attention and happily ran errands for Grace," Cheryl replied. "May I make a suggestion?"
"Since we know he's going to be let go, why don't we act preemptively before he gets called into a meeting with the new management. He's given himself to Midwest and the new management letting him go'll be a big letdown. Monty doesn't like feeling that he's receiving charity. If we offer him a job after being let go he may think it's charity and refuse."
Cheryl was right. Monty worked hard and was always going the extra mile. I nodded, "You're right Cheryl. Move today to get hold of Monty. Let's give him the impression that we want him and are willing to lure him away to become our employee. Offer him more than he's currently getting and work in another benefit or two, such as education grants for his kids."
"It'll be my pleasure to do that," Cheryl smiled.
"You're a kind man, Scott. Very thoughtful," smiled Lauren. "No wonder everyone thinks so highly of you."
"Thanks," I replied as I left the room with the call slip in hand and punched George's number into my cell after picking it up off the kitchen counter.
I need to tell Veronica about this,
