The next morning came too quickly for Jack; he had a marvelous night with gran and Bunty. Bunty was a character who knew how to give pleasure. This morning's session was so intense; she came a lot. Gran had a house visit at seven-thirty, Bunty had to be at her Clinic at eight, Jack made his breakfast then showered. He was about to dress when his phone rang; it was Joe from his work. Joe said, "Jack, can I see you? I've something to tell you, but I want to say it to your face. Can I come and see you?"
"Sure Joe, I'll put the coffee on, just ring the doorbell."
Jack dressed smart but casually, he didn't want to be overdressed for his date. Joe arrived ten minutes later, he looked stressed, they went into the kitchen where Jack served the coffee. When they were both seated, Joe said, "Jack, this happened yesterday, I was going to call you then, but I needed to think about it. I was told yesterday, as I'm the Senior programmer that I've to put you on a three-day week. It's crazy; you are a far superior programmer than I am. The Company is now run by idiots that don't know what they are doing; I'm so sorry, you're lucky that you don't have a mortgage. Will you accept this?"
Jack thought for a moment then said, "Joe, I saw this coming, you have two remnants from the eighties, running about with beards and Jesus sandals who just haven't moved with the times. The Company is trying to run with top-heavy management; it won't survive. I tender my resignation, I'll do it by email if you want, but it's time for me to go."
Joe replied, "Jack, you've hit the nail on the head, I'm going to look for another job, I'm lucky that I made some money from my game, which I've kept for emergencies. Your game is getting excellent reviews; it's trending unbelievably on gamers social media, are you happy with it?"
Jack replied, "It has surprised me the success that it has had. I think that I'll take a holiday then get to work on my next game. Joe, we must keep in touch, you are wasted in that Company, they are living off their successes of the nineties, it won't last. Keep in touch with me."
Joe left, Jack was not worried about him; he was sure he and Joe would work together again. He was happy that it had ended this way with his old Company, he was far better off out of there.
He left home at ten to twelve, he walked into reception at exactly twelve, Su was standing there waiting for him, she looked stunning. It wasn't the same Su he had met yesterday; she had a beautiful smile on her pretty face.
Jack now saw that Su had a distinguished elegance of the real British Aristocratic stock. She was tall and leggy, tall with an exceptional figure busty, voluptuous, her slim waist showing her full breasts and wide hips, her thick blond hair, perfectly cut. The sight of her made Jack's cock thicken; there was something exceptional about Su.
Jack offered his hand, Su shook it gently, but with feeling, yesterday she gripped his hand as if to say, I have power. Jack said, "Hi, how are you? You're looking gorgeous."
"Thank you, I'm good, but I've butterflies in my stomach which I've never had before."
They then walked to the door, which Jack gallantly opened for her. As they crossed the road, Jack said, "I'm a little nervous, but I'm sure that you won't bite."
"I can bite if you want me to."
When he heard that, Jack felt more comfortable, the restaurant was crowded, the owner greeted Su, they were shown to a discreet corner table, where they took their seats, the owner removed the Reserved ticket from the table. The owner asked Su, "Your usual Chablis, Madame."
Su said, "Jack, do you enjoy Chablis? This one is exceptional."
"If I'm driving, then I never touch alcohol."
Su smiled then said, "That's a wise thing to do, I have a private driver, your car is safe in the car park, please let me take care of your transport today, I don't know about you, but I need a drink!"
Jack smiled then said, "I need one, too, if it relaxes both of us, then I'm happy."