I rose, and went to work. My secretary Lindsay came in with some phone messages and updates on meetings for today. After Janet's departure from our team, Casey stayed with me, but Margaret went with Janet. I replaced her with another young associate named Lauren, and added a few more to the staff. Lauren was nice looking with a pleasant petite shape. She always wore blouses that showed some amount of cleavage of what might be a pretty nice set.
She had a master's degree in computer science with experience in programming and testing. She was very bright, and much more user-friendly than Margaret. She will eventually become my assistant, taking Janet's supervisory duties more fully. I like taking all my employees out to lunch, but after my experiences with Janet ... there is nothing romantic with either Lauren, Lindsay, or any other females on the staff.
I spent some time in my office thinking about Sarah, my enigmatic wife with her impenetrable smile. I was at a loss as to what to think! Sarah and I have had amazing sex lately, but she still seemed to prefer this ass-clown, David, to me, and to remain aloof and secretive. I was not giving up on Sarah, and would fight to take her back from him.
I smiled as I remembered how good Sherri was with my children this morning, getting them dressed and fed and off to school. Claire and Todd both love her, and they toe the line with her ... maybe even better than with Sarah or me.
If I lost my battle for Sarah's heart, and she was happily situated with her new love, Sherri would be a very natural choice for me. I didn't love her as much as I did Sarah, but I liked her! I liked her a lot, and perhaps that's a start! Perhaps like could turn to love over time ... it sometimes does! My children would accept her, since she was already like a second 'Mother' to them.
These reveries were interrupted by business as Lauren breezed into my office, filling the air with her sweet-florid scent. She reached over me to key up a new program for me to review, after she and Casey completed their testing.
She always stood close to me, and I could feel her soft breath on my neck. Just a slight turn of my head was rewarded by a hint ... just a soft curve ... of her right breast as it disappeared into its cotton and lace B-cup.
Since it was Friday, my thoughts turned to my retaliatory date with Janet. My mind agreeably took in her body from head to toe, with special attention to what I remember of her magnificent breasts—large and firm for her petite shape. What will I want to do with her? What will she allow me to do? Since she pushed me away so many years ago, what will be her current attitude be toward me?
All questions to be answered h tonight. I somehow made it through the rest of the day, and even managed, with Lauren's help, to get some work done!
I was getting ready for my date. Sarah came in and asked,
"Am I allowed to ask, who you are seeing?"
"It would be unfair to say, since I would be revealing information she might want protected."
"What if I asked you not to go Jamie?"
"Would I have been able to talk you out of seeing David earlier this week, Sarah?"
"Guess not!" she said, quietly with her head down, and as she turned to leave, she said over her shoulder, "Just be safe, darling!"
Since Sherri is unavailable tonight, Sarah has invited the still single Kim Nguyen, to keep her company and help with the kids. Kim Nguyen is a small slender and very petite Asian beauty, with long, smooth and silky black hair and dark almond eyes to get lost in.
She is also popular with my kids and she often takes them out for an afternoon of whatever on a weekend day here and there. She was the manager of a research library, very intelligent and well read. My Daughter Claire loved her for her hair-dressing skills, and the two of them spent a lot of time together on 'girl stuff.'
Since Sarah was in the kid's rooms getting them ready for bed, Kim wandered in to help me dress. Since she had seen me naked so many times it was a welcome intrusion. She asks,
"Who's the lucky lady, Jamie?"
"Mmm, I shouldn't say!"
"Come on Jamie, this is Kim! I will not say anything to Sarah. You can tell me" I leaned over and whispered in her ear,
"Janet!"
"Uh-huh, veerryy interesting! Do we have a nice supply of condoms, darling?"
"Not going to come to that. If you are staying over tonight, maybe I will need them with you!" I joked. Kim laughed and retorted,
"Then I'll be sure to stick around then!" We both laughed at that, as she helped me tie my tie.
Sarah walked in, gave me a half-smile, and sat on the edge of the bed. I could hear her crying as I left and Kim sat next to her, to comfort her. It made me feel like a real heel, but I left.
~ ~ ~
Janet was a vision in a short, tight dress, that showed a lot of her ample bosom! In the last ten years, she has not lost her shape, in fact if anything, she is even lovelier. I had reservations at a four-star restaurant, and had in mind to take her to a jazz club downtown later.
I had no idea what I expected from Janet after all these years, but my plan didn't initially include sex—just showing an old friend a nice time out on the town. I complemented her on the way she looked, and she smiled with a slight blush. She stepped forward and kissed me sweetly; her lips were warm and tasted sweet.
I opened the car door for her, she settled in her seat, and reached over and pushed my door open for me. I noticed that her hem rose up her thigh a little from her efforts. She noticed that I noticed and smiled. I turned my attentions to the road as we talked a little.
The first thing she wanted to say, was how happy she was that I called her and asked her out ... even after all these years.
"Jamie, just out of curiosity, why did you call me? You must have had others to turn to!"
"I was curious about you. You were the girl I loved for a long time, and ... well ... let's just say that I
did
call!"
We kept the rest of the conversation rather inconsequential, saving the deeper stuff for the restaurant. I stole a look at her; her legs, her breasts, her pretty face. She kept looking straight ahead, but smiled knowing that I was surveying the landscape. I had to say something about it so I said,
"Janet you are still one of the loveliest women I know. I hope we have a lot of fun tonight!" She turned, gave me a bitter-sweet smile and said softly,
"We will, Jamie; I owe it to you!"
I escorted my lovely date into the restaurant. Although I had a reservation, I pressed a folded fifty into the hand of the maître d' in a handshake, to ensure a nice table away from kitchen doorways and foot traffic—kind of a requirement in this town at a fine restaurant. He brought us swiftly to a very nice table. Janet was impressed, and smiled at me,
"Thanks Jamie, this is a great spot and we can talk a little. Darling we need to talk!"
