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Brown haired and green-eyed Guy Meadows was left confused when seeking to find is the optimum age to marry because the opinions varied widely. He settled on twenty-eight and planned accordingly.
He studied hard at college and emerged with a masters in business administration and after settling into permanent employment upgraded that to an MBA.
By the time he was twenty-seven Guy was director of operations for a company that manufactured, imported and distributed LP gas and electric grills and barbecues.
He was on track to marry next year, having recently become engaged to Penny Whitehead, assistant IT manager at a bank.
Penny was rather conservative but Guy’s parents thought she was lovely so he thought that was something. The months ticked by and then, without consulting Guy, Penny applied successfully for promotion in IT at a bigger branch of the bank 1700 miles away and expected Guy to resign and relocate with her.
No way.
Guy had grown up in Welling, felt it really was his home, and loved his job. So Penny was left to choose between Guy and her promotion.
She dumped Guy.
Guy’s mom Mary was shocked. “The little bitch; she would have given me lovely grandchildren.”
“You did the right thing letting her go,” his father said. “Your career comes first.”
Well his dad always had been a practical thinker.
Guy sold the engagement ring back to the jeweler who’d supplied it at 60% less than what he’d paid for it. However the jeweler said he’d give Guy a 40% discount on the next ring he sold to him and that seemed fair. Guy believed he was lucky that Penny had handed the ring back and grinned thinking she looked quite shocked when he’d taken the offered ring and said thanks, pocketing it.
During this twenty-eighth year Guy had become aware that his projected wedding might have to be put back a year or perhaps longer. Becoming engaged to a replacement babe had proven more difficult than expected. Because he had a good physique and long brown hair, and plenty of it, and brooding green to hazel eyes he thought women would line up for him. Well his mom had said they would.
Well they almost did that, the gaps between them were fairly short, but all of them wanted dates and money spent on them, good sex but as soon as Guy became serious about a relationship each date would disconnect from him. He also found some of the bitches had lied and they weren’t single.
Six weeks from his 31st birthday Guy and Hazel Hunter became engaged. She appeared too wide in the ass for Guy’s liking but when he’d mentioned that to his mom she’d said nonsense, Hazel had ‘magnificent child-bearing hips’. A month later Guy’s employer began firing workers because the company was heading for insolvency and six weeks later it closed it’s doors and he was declared redundant. He’d still not found a new position a month later and at that point Hazel dumped him.
His dad said she was disloyal and anyway he hadn’t wanted a daughter-in-law ‘with such a fat ass’.
Fortunately Guy had two younger sisters, both of whom had married and they each had produced a grandchild so his mom was no longer too concerned about him siring grandchildren but she still remained keen to have the family name perpetuated.
Guy’s longtime friend had been fired for gross negligence at his job as an insurance company claims inspector and wanted to out of their shared apartment. Guy had saved well and thought it was a good investment so purchased Gary’s holding. He then advertised for a tenant for the vacated room and to share apartment facilities. Eight guys and a female applied.
Danielle Grant who’s disclosed she was forty-four looked at Guy over the empty coffee cups.
“My marriage had collapsed and I’m filing for divorce. I desperately need somewhere to live and this apartment is near where I work. You are asking for $785 a month. I’ll pay you one thousand a month.”
“W-e-l-l I don’t know, Guy said, concentrating to avoid telling this applicant she could not have the accommodation because she was female, knowing that could have her file a claim for sexual discrimination. She’d probably do that, being an attorney.
Danielle apparently mistook Guy’s hesitation as a bargaining dodge. She ran her tongue along her top lip and said cutely, “Perhaps there is something else I could offer to tempt you?”
“Like what?” he frowned and only then did he realize what she might be suggesting.
“God you are a tough negotiator. To close the deal I’m suggesting I’m willing to have sex with you during my residency here.”
Steady on Guy, he warned himself. If he said yes she could plead sexual extortion or whatever it was called.
“Well I don’t know.”
“Are you worried about possible criminal repercussions in the wake of any complaint if we do a deal based on sex?”
“It has me worried.”
She smiled and said first could he answer a question, “Would you be willing to have sex with me?”
Guy used her tactic and ran his tongue over his top lip.
She giggled. “Let’s do it this way. We sign the agreement for three months at a thousand dollars a month. We make no agreement about sex but you know I have made the offer. You have to decide whether or not you trust me.”
“Let’s sign!”
She smiled and said she believed they would get along very well. “I’ll regard you as my toy boy.”
* * *
Guy jerked off twice in the shower on Thursday night thinking about the excitement ahead of him next day.
Danielle had arranged for her husband’s attorney to be at the marital home on Friday afternoon while she brought in a relocation crew to pack all her possessions, most of which would be taken away for long-term storage.
Just before 4:00, guys arrived with the four pieces of furniture and four paintings Guy had agreed to have in the apartment, one of the items being Danielle’s heirloom dressing table with mirror. Then in came eight big cartons the guys said were filled with clothes and shoes.
They left and Danielle arrived and kissed Guy beautifully, He thought the necessities should come before sex and suggested they go and buy a two vertical racks for her shoes and two self-standing racks for her clothes because the generous sized closest in her bedroom would be totally inadequate.
Half an hour later they were back and while Guy assembled the shoe racks and clothing stands Danielle unpacked. Just over an hour later they were finished.
She placed a hand on his shoulder affectionately. “Come on, let’s go our for a drink and I’ll buy you dinner.”
“I-I would like to lick your pussy first.”
Her eyes widened and she colored and said she couldn’t think of anything more she’d like better.
Without asking him where did he want her to position, Danielle hoisted herself up on to the dining table and lay back, spreading her legs.
Guy dribbled, wiped his chin and strode purposely forward and flicked her panty leg aside and crooned, “You smell lovely.”
She laughed, “Liar.”
Her ran his hands gently up the outside of her hold-ups thinking she had rather good legs for an elderly woman. He assumed elderly included forty-four year olds.
He reached the flesh above the stocking tops and licked some flesh.
Danielle groaned and her legs widened.
He straightened and gently tugged at the top of her high-cut panties and she lifted her ass without being asked, as if she’d don this before.
“Nice cunt,” he said approving and noted Danielle now appeared to be panting for some reason.
Without warning she reached out, grabbled handfuls of his hair and yanked his face down on to her neatly trimmed bush. Her hair there was brown whereas her other hair was a dull dark-honey blonde. Ah so one of those hair colorings was artificial.
Danielle shoved down her hands and spread her outer lips for him.
Guy took a moment to study this normally concealed part of her body. It looked clean and healthy pink and was lubricating well. He reached out with his tongue and gently made connection dead center.
Danielle screamed and her whole body began jerking and she puffed, “Oh god, omigod.”
Guy though obviously she wanted work done so went to work with his tongue and fingers, surprised as just how wet Danielle was so early into the act.
As they walked out of the apartment building Danielle, still breathing a little heavily, asked, “Do you know what cunnilingus is?”
“I-think so.”
“Then please accept this compliment my young friend. In that department you are world class.”
Guy frowned and asked how on earth would she know that and Danielle said mysteriously she’d been around.
Over the next few weeks Danielle worked on Guy’s confidence and taught him things about women and updating his thinking even about life in an attempt to make him project in a more worldly manner. He cooperated fully, aware that he was a little naïve in some areas.
Danielle called one of her clients who knew someone beefing up company management and the after an extensive interview the company CEO gave Guy a 10-day contact to investigate and report on this company’s administration and efficiency problems. The CEO took Guy’s findings to the board and the CEO was instructed to fire the director of operations and director of sales of the hardware manufacturing and distribution company and to replace them. The CEO appointed Guy as director of operations and deputy CEO of the business that had 470 people on its payroll.
Guy was almost speechless in excitement when he rushed into Danielle’s office at her law firm to give her the news of his appointment. She was delighted and took him to early lunch. That night when Danielle arrived home her sexy partner who was no longer jobless handed her a first-class return air ticket to Germany. Her daughter worked there in a laboratory of a giant international pets and livestock foods company to widen her education in development of animal nutritional supplements.
Before Danielle left for Germany Guy thought it was time to introduce her to his parents. He called his mom who was pleased he was in a relationship with a woman again and she invited them to lunch on Sunday.
* * *
Peggy was looking out the lounge window telling Daryl for the third time how she wanted the steak grilled when she stopped the nag and said, “Here they are.”
“I hope this one isn’t bossy, or has a fat ass over over-sized tits…”
“Don’t be foul darling. The right woman will find our son eventually. Omigod.”
“What?”
“He hasn’t bought the girlfriend; he’s arrived with her mother.”
Daryl joined her at the window and said, “Judging by the way he has his arm around her and hanging on to the far-side tit I’d say this is the girlfriend, absolutely.”
“Oh god, don’t say that,” Peggy wailed.
“Our son has begun dating grannies,” Daryl said, pinching his wife’s ass and having that hand smacked away.
Smiles were few in the heavy atmosphere on the porch after the introductions as Danielle and Guy waited to be invited in. Finally Daryl took the initiative and said, “Come in honey and view my collection of perfume bottles. What did Guy say what your name was?”
“Danielle but I find Honey is very acceptable. Excuse me Mrs Meadows while I go with Mr Meadows to view his collection.”
“I keep the bottles to remind me where all my money has gone over the years,” Daryl growled and his wife glared but Peggy’s face lit up when Danielle turned and said, “Oh Mrs Meadows, I almost forgot to give you this. She thrust a hand into her shoulder bag and pulled out a perfume pack.
“Oh how lovely,” Peggy said. “Estée Lauder Private Collection Tuberose Gardenia,” she called, just glancing at the box and then reading the label cried, “Omigod, it’s the eau de parfum spray, solid perfume!”
“Yes Guy had mentioned you were a connoisseur and he said the same for you Mr Meadows about whisky,” Danielle smiled, handing across a bottle of Highland Park 12-year-old scotch. Daryl licked his lips and said, “Honey you are our very special guest.”
“Yes welcome to our home,” Peggy said warmly.
After that Danielle did nothing to ingratiate herself, just acting normally and leaving it to Guy’s parents to accept or reject her on their own judgment.
Lunch went well and even Peggy had to admit the steaks were grilled to perfection.
At they waved the visitors off, Daryl said expansively, after a couple of wines too many, “Well that went well. She has great tits and a great ass.”
“I suppose so. You know I really like her but what can I say to my friends, knowing my son’s new lady friend is only ten years my junior.”
“Don’t mention age.”
Peggy snorted and said he knew her friends, of course they would ask.
“Then be vague and lie that you don’t know and say somewhere between thirty and fifty.”
“Omigod you can be quite intelligent at times darling. Look leave finishing clearing away. Just deal with the scraps. I feel a little heated up and would like some attention.”
“Yes dear,” Daryl said, wondering if his wife had forgotten it was not the last Sunday of the month.
* * *
Ten months went by. Danielle had returned from Germany with photos of herself with her daughter and Guy had thought the daughter looked rather dishy but perhaps a little reserved. He idly wondered if she could fuck as well as her mom did.
Danielle had taken on a new client and told Guy she was rather impressed by him. A few evenings later she told Guy her new client Gus Roper had asked her to go out with him.
Guy asked what did she feel about that and she said, “A bit girly all over again.”
He grinned. “Then do it. Life’s too short to miss opportunities that could be taken.”
Danielle said carefully, “Are you sure? He’s great looking with plenty of money, divorced and about my age. It could be the end of you and me as a couple if he gets his hands on me.”
“Do whatever makes you happy. Keep on fucking me until he wants in and at that stage simply advise me and move back to your room.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
Ten days later Danielle said, “Gus wants me to go away with him for the weekend. I told him about you and he simply said then choose and I said I’d let him know.”
“Fine do it. I’ll find someone else.”
“You are such a gentleman about this. I feel like an ungrateful slut.”
“You and I have had a great time together Danielle. You have become a big part of my life and got me back into work and I feel I’m a better person because of you. I like you very much and love fucking you but I don’t love you and we both know that. It just didn’t happen.”
“I know and know I feel the same way. It seems we were not meant to progress our relationship further.”
They talked that out and when she returned from calling Gus she said, “Do you mind if I bring April here for dinner tomorrow night?”
“April your PA?”
“Yes.”
“No of course I don’t mind. I’ve only seen her a couple of times but have talked to her a bit on the phone while waiting for you to come off your phone. She seems a very nice woman.
April was a little plump and her sexy mouth was perhaps her best physical feature and she talked too much but Guy found her okay and the three of them related well. When April rose to leave Danielle said she was off to run a bath. “Please put April into a cab Gus.” She then kissed April good night.
As soon as they entered the elevator April fell against Guy, pressing him into a corner and kissed him soundly. She wasn’t drunk but even so when her tongue entered his mouth he wasn’t surprised. He sucked it and she groaned.
The doors opened and it was over.
Or so he thought.
As they walked to the outer doors to flag a cab she said, “You penis felt very hard against my leg.”
“What penis. That was my car keys.”
“Liar,” she laughed just as a cab drew up outside to drop off the passenger.
Next day just before 1:00 Guy was on a bike in the company’s gym when his phone went.
“Hi it’s Alice. What are you doing?”
“Pumping flat out.”
“Oooh,” she giggled. “but you can’t be. Danielle is walking away from me now.”
“I’m pushing pedals on a bike in our office gym.”
She giggled again. “Danielle has told me your two are redefining your relationship while she attempts to find out how compatible she and one of her clients are. What do you think of me spending Friday night and through to Sunday morning with you?”
“What for?”
She just giggled.
Guy said he would talk it over with Danielle.
“Do that but why do you think she brought me home to have dinner with you guys last night?”
“I wonder if I’ve guessed?”
“It was for me to look you over and to decide whether I would like doing it with you. Well after that big fat kiss in the elevator with you I informed her this morning that you may fuck me cross-eyed although I was more polite than that.”
“You sound my kind of woman Alice but first I must talk to Danielle.”
“Please do that. Expect me to arrive Friday about 6:30.”
* * *
Alice arrived just after 6:15 and said hi and brushed by and went into the kitchen, followed by Guy eying her excessive ass sway.
She put down her overnight bag and stood, watchfully.
“Drink?”
She nodded and as he opened the fridge and pulled out a jug of vodka martinis he saw her unhurriedly lift her skirt and rip off her panties and sniff them. As he approached she held out the panties and he sniffed them and smiled, and that was about all he could do because he was carrying the jug and two cocktail glasses.
“Sexy odor,’ he smiled and she smiled and sat.
“I suggest we have a couple of drinks, have some good sex and go out to dinner.”
She pouted and grizzled did they have to go out.
“Alice sweetheart, I aim to perform with distinction tonight but you have to give me some breaks.”
She smiled and said of course, she wouldn’t want to burn him out early and took her drink.
* * *
Alice left mid morning on Sunday and although Guy kissed her goodbye warmly he wasn’t pleased. She’d taken a phone call and he suspected she was having an angry conversation because after she shut the door he heard her raise her voice and that made him wonder if the 26-year old had a boyfriend.
Later when she was in the shower she’d left no instructions about her phone so when it rang Guy answered it.
“Is that Alice’s phone,” a woman asked sharply.
Guy reacted fast and cunningly. “I don’t know. There are several phones here and I was passing and answered it.”
“I’m Mrs Banks, Alice’s mother. I wish to speak to Alice please. It’s urgent, about her husband?”
Her husband? Well the mother ought to know. Guy felt let down by Alice and even more so by Danielle. They should have told him Alice was married, even if she was separated from him. It was only fair. As it was he’d inadvertently committed adultery. That outcome made him very cross.
“Just a moment,” he said to Mrs Banks. “I’ll try to find her.”
He took the phone into the shower and whispered, “It’s your mother. I thought it best to give the impression you were with a group of other women.”
As he walked out of the bathroom Guy heard Alice say, “Hi mom. Susan has taken a bunch of us to her gym to inspect the facilities and to have breakfast there.”
He muttered women and then decided to visit his own mother as soon as Alice left and to stay for lunch.
When he arrived back at the apartment Danielle was already home, acting quite perky. She looked at him and said, “Christ Alice has left you looking half dead.”
Well it was the truth so he shrugged and looked sheepish.
Her next comment was nothing short of sensational. “Gus Roper proposed to me last night and I accepted. You don’t mind do you?”
“No of course not,” he said warmly and hugged her. “It’s your big chance so take it. I wish you all the best.”
“Gus wants me to move in with him now. What do you think?”
“Okay, this is just an option. I suggest you stay here till the wedding and set an early date. That way he’ll remain keen to marry you to get you into bed with him every night but I’m not the right person to advise you.”
“Well you have thought exactly what I think. I’ll call him now.”
Danielle returned fifteen minutes later, switching off her phone, and said they had set the date for six weeks from tomorrow. “The delay is to give my daughter time to make arrangements to be here for the wedding. Will you be best man for Gus and partner Montana who’ll be my bridesmaid, at least I hope she well agree to that honor.”
“Yes certainly. So her name is Montana. That’s the first time I’ve heard you use the name. Montana Naples, a great name.”
“If you think so. Cliff insisted she be called Montana and ignored my objections.”
“I understand. Tell your daughter she can stay here when she visits and I’ll stay with my parents.”
“Oh that is lovely of you Guy. I have plenty of money and would be quite happy staying at a hotel.”
“Happier that staying here with your daughter?”
“Well no. Thanks for your generosity. I accept the offer.”
CHAPTER 2
Guy had checked the photograph Danielle kept on her dresser and fixed the image in his mind and now was waiting at the airport as the last aircraft for the evening arrived.
Ninety minutes earlier Alice had called him from his apartment to say she and Dianne, an attorney from their law firm, had brought Danielle home from her hen’s party and she was out to it, drunk.
He’d been due to drive Danielle in an hour’s time to the airport so rushed over to help sober her up. But it was no use. Danielle awoke when shaken but refused to drink black coffee or water and kept falling asleep.
“Oh this is so sad,” Alice said. “She was having such a great time at the party that she must have lost count of how many drinks she was consuming.”
Dianne went home to her family. Alice stayed with Danielle and Guy went alone to the airport.
He failed to spot a tall blonde among the arrivals who was not claimed by waiting friends or family. Finally he saw a tall woman in a light coat and white hat looking towards the entrance and guessed it was the daughter.
“Miss Naples, Montana Naples?” he asked and her aggressive reply startled him.
“Where is my mother? What have you done with her?”
“Pardon me,” Guy said, his mind reeling. “What on earth are you talking about?”
“My mother is not here to meet me. I assume you are Mr Meadows.”
“Yes I’m Guy Meadows but please keep calm. Your mother simply had too much to drink at her bridal shower this afternoon and is asleep. She was in no condition to be here.”
“I only have your word for that.”
“Do you know Alice her PA?”
“Yes and I spoke to her again only two days ago.”
Guy pulled out his phone and said Alice was at the shared apartment with her mother. “Speed dial 88 to talk to Alice now.”
Montana looked at the phone and then looked at Guy. “That won’t be necessary Mr Meadows. Your story and offer of your phone makes your story too plausible to be unbelievable. I apologize for my sharpness. I’m tired and became stressed when finding you have arrived without my mother.”
“I accept your apology and can now understand your reaction. In the months I’ve been living with your mother I have not seen her drink excessively. Alice said they were drinking champagne and some of the thirty women there were hitting it along and kept topping up Danielle’s glass. Alice assumed your mother handled champagne well.”
“No she sticks to still wine because her tolerance to sparkling wine is low.”
“Well that’s settled,” he smiled. “Could we start again?”
She smiled and nodded.
“Hi Montana, lovely to meet you at last. Do I kiss you?”
Montana said hi Guy and offered her cheek. Guy felt like grabbing a tit to really give her something to get stirred up about.
“Come we must claim your luggage.”
“I have rather a lot. I have resigned from my job and have come home for good. Some of my possession will come via sea and land including my car.”
Guy said that was no problem, his work vehicle was large.
When Montana saw the latest model Cadillac Escalade she said, “This is an expensive vehicle. Mom said you work at Smith and Matheson. What do you do there?”
“I’m director of operations and deputy CEO.”
“But that’s a large company and you are only… um thirty?”
“Thirty-two in two months.”
“God you really must have impressed them. What are your qualifications?”
“MBA and solid experience with emphasis on driving people to achieve targets and problem-solving. I started off the analytical way with a BA in computer science.”
“Well in my mind I had you figured as a gigolo although mom denied that. She had told me you were jobless when you two first met.”
“Yes, that was true. In fact one of her clients referred me to Smith and Matheson and obviously I impressed in the problem they tossed at me to solve. Firing the direction of operations was one of my recommendations and the company took the easy way out and engaged me as that guy’s replacement.”
Guy looked at the exposed inner thigh as she climbed into her seat. He looked up to find her looking at him steadily and apparently surprised her by not looking away or mumbling an apology. Instead he smiled and said, “Your mother also has lovely legs. Genetics at work I should think. Are your tired?”
“Yes we had a frustrating delay before leaving Rome and that meant I missed my connection to come on to here and that’s why I had to call mom to change my arrival time till late. Had that not happened she would not have had time to drink so much and would have been here to meet me.”
Guy knew to be gentle. “I apologize on her behalf but please attempt to laugh it off. She’s been on a high recently and that really peaked about ten days ago when she asked me for my honest opinion about Gus.”
“So you have remained living with my mother?”
“In a manner of speaking. When she told me about Gus it was agreed she should stay on but shift back to her own room.”
“I bet that wasn’t your idea.”
Guy ignored that and said he’d had to answer the question about Gus carefully believing Danielle might be wondering about marrying for the second time. Aware Montana was eyeing him intently he said, “Danielle is a lovely woman and has been a great mentor to me so I knew this was more a plea over self-doubt than a simply probe for me to be upfront about what I thought about Gus. Strip away the emotion and nicety of language and she was asking did I think she would be happy with Gus long term. I honestly thought they would have a good chance of making a real go at it. In the last three weeks Gus had been at the apartment almost daily and we often went to dinner as a threesome or else I cooked.”
“You cook? Now I understand why mom latched on to you.”
Guy laughed and said that was the first nice thing she’d said to him because it was spontaneous and had humor.
“Oh god, I’m truly sorry. You must understand I was hostile about you being so young sleeping with my mother.”
“Yes I understand.”
“Well I think you do.”
He grinned and said his mom had told him her daughter was a very lovely young woman. “How old are you?”
“Twenty-four. You were saying…?”
“I said the truth was Gus has grown on me and I believed he really had your mother’s interests at heart and I admired how gentle he was with her whenever I saw them together.”
“Wow that must impressed mom?”
“Well to be honest she doesn’t have many truly emotional moments but that was one of them.”
“Thank you for telling me that,” Montana said.
As he changed on freeways for the short drive into the CBD, Guy said, “Does that mean I’m not such a bad guy, that Gus sounds like he’s all right and your mom’s judgment over choosing men hasn’t plummeted after all?”
Montana sighed, “God do you have to be so brutal?
Alice met them at the door, rubbing her eyes.
The two women hugged, greeting one another warmly and Alice said to Guy, “Danielle hasn’t moved since you left.
“Great, grab your things and I drop you home.”
“Will you be okay if I leave now Montana?”
“Yes of course. And thank you for being my driver and confidant,” Montana said to Guy, making no move to kiss him after she kissed Alice, on the lips.
Bitch, Guy thought. “My cell phone number is written above the cordless phone in the kitchen.”
Alice kissed him in the elevator and pulled a hand on to her breast. “She didn’t kiss you so that means you are the enemy.”
“Perhaps she’s thawing. She was alarmed at the airport when finding Danielle wasn’t with me and asked almost angrily what had I done with her mother.”
“Omigod,” Alice laughed. “You received the full treatment. You must understand you are the young bastard who’s been fucking mommy.”
As they walked to Guy’s vehicle Alice said, “Park over in that dark corner and I’ll give you something to cheer you.”
“You’re married.”
“Oh worked it out have you? Well I should have told you but thought it might turn you off. I’m living back with my parents during a three-month trial separation. If he does dump his girlfriend I probably will return to him.”
As they set in the vehicle Guy said, “It will be uncomfortable doing it in here.”
“Darling I’m highly tolerate to discomfort if I get fucked really good and you’re the man for that.”
Buoyed by that encouraging comment Guy grinned and moved his vehicle into the poorly lit corner of the basement.
Alice, with her knees almost against her ears fed in the seven inches of fat dick.
“Oooh you’ll get it a long way up me in this position.”
“I’ll be careful.”
“No push it up till your balls hit to prevent you going any further.”
Guy licked his lips, thinking Alice was such a lovely young woman. It was good associating with a woman who knew what she wanted. He bowed his head a little in remorse, thinking he ought not be doing this because she was a married woman. Then he grinned, straightened his back and thought fuck remorse and began giving her what they both wanted.
“Bite my tits,” Alice groaned.
With her doubled up like that. Guy with his long back found it too difficult to bend to back sharply to get at them so he continued by balancing himself on one hand while he squeezed a tit with his other hand and then pinched the nipple hard.
Alice began moaning, slapped her clit and then wailed “Aaaaaaarrrrrrgh” and her eyes bulged.
He jeered, “What, finished already?”
Panting, Alice began sliding his index finger into his butt and challenge, “You just concentrate on the job in hand and say lovely things to me.”
Guy toiled away happily and then had the vision of a horrified Montana opening the door and gaping at them and spitting, “You won’t be doing that to me your bastard.”
Guy’s head shot back and he bellowed and released hugely, hearing Alice complaining that his loud bellow had scared her shitless.
Guy looked at the door and was relieved to see it was closed.
“Rest and then my ass,” Alice said. “It’s all ready for you.”
Christ women could be so tough, Guy moaned to himself but then smiled. The ass eh? She must like him.
Driving home wearily he wondered if Montana required a rousing bout of anal to jerk her into a better mood? She needed something. He recalled the Germans were big into anal.
Late next morning he returned to bed with coffee. The house was quiet because his parents were at church.
His phone went. Fuck a crisis at one of the plants but he found the caller was Danielle.
“Good morning you lovely bride in waiting. How’s the head?”
There was a pause and then a honeyed voice said, “Are you always this charming to my mother?”
Ah so Montana was using her mom’s phone. He replied, “Lovely people deserve top treatment. The jury is still out in respect of you.”
There was no response. He imagined Montana icing over and his phone felt cold but knew that last bit was bullshit.
“I’m sorry.”
“I think the jury is returning. Oh this is promising. I don’t hear them walking heavily.”
“Alice is here and made breakfast. I stupidly asked them what did they really think of your and they just went on and on. I know they both like you but I was left with the distinct impression they were trying to set me up with you.”
“So what do you think about that?”
“Guy you can’t ask me a question like that?”
“I just did.”
“Well ask me something else.”
“I recall reading somewhere the Germans are big into anal sex. Is that true?”
“Christ Guy, don’t ask me anything. Mom is in the shower. She wants to take us all to lunch.”
“Oh that lovely for you guys.”
Montana said patiently, “The invitation includes you dopey. I am to book somewhere. We will be waiting for you in the lobby at 1:00.”
“Oh I get it; I have the vehicle.”
“Mom said I must take you girls and that lovely, resourceful and sweet boy to lunch. She must have meant some other guy Guy.”
The call was cut.
Guy grinned. Miss Frosty from Germany was thawing. That could be bullshit but he hoped not. He cringed thinking what an idiot he’d been to ask that question about anal sex. Obviously she had him primed to self-destruct.
* * *
Guy jumped out of the vehicle but before he reached the double glass doors they opened and the three females emerged, laughing. They called hi and looked at him speculatively. Although it was Sunday he’d found a woman hairdresser open, smoking and reading the Sunday paper.
“I haven’t made an appointment,” he’d said hopefully.
“The men’s barbershop in the Mall opens at 10:30.”
He smiled and said he was hoping to get a stylish cut.
She peered at him and said, “You’re my husband’s boss, Paul Langley.
“Paul is on the management team, yes.”
“Well hop into a chair and tell me your ambition for your hair,” she said, stubbing out her cigarette.
“It’s this new woman, a little reserved who has just arrived back from eighteen months in Germany.”
“So you wish me to give you a sexy Continental look?”
“If you can.”
“The cut is easy but if you really want to lift your appearance I’ll have to color the front of your hair.”
“Christ no.”
She cooed, “Just some highlighting halfway between brown and blonde.”
“Um.”
“Come on, if you’re not pleased with the result you may fire my husband. I’m that confident I can please you.”
“Well go to it.”
Guy ended up tipping Annette thirty bucks and she smiled and said he looked uplifted. “Of you go and buy a new suit, a shirt four tones lighter and no tie. Ask for Italian cut. Good luck. I heard that your girlfriend is marrying someone else.”
Guy smiled awkwardly at Danielle, Montana and Alice. The two older women were positively leering and he could almost hear Montana as she swallowed before asking, “What’s the color of your suit?”
“Bronze.”
“It’s beautiful and makes you look very dashing. I love the change to your hair.”
“Thank you.”
Mother and daughter climbed into the back. As Alice sat on the front seat where she’d been the previous night she sniffed, pulled out her purse spray and applied it a little wildly, some floating into the air.
Guy thought oh crap; she could smell their spent passion from last night. He admired Alice for having the control not to look at him. He turned on the blower and asked for directions.
When they arrived back Danielle said, “Why don’t you two drop off Alice and go somewhere and I’ll have a nap.”
Montana began, “Well I don’t really…”
“The new Sinclair Gallery has opened since you left here darling.”
“Oh really? I suppose we could take a look but mom I have visited some of the best galleries in the world while living in Europe.”
“This is mainly local art, a different perspective,” Guy offered. He expected to be asked what did he know about art but she didn’t and said she’d be pleased to look over the gallery.
They had coffee at the gallery and Guy said, “Well the wedding is on Saturday, what are your plans after that?”
“I launch myself into finding suitable accommodation tomorrow.”
“What something like my apartment?”
“Well yes.”
“Then why don’t you share with me and launch yourself tomorrow in seeking suitable employment?”
“Share with you?” she said incredulously.
“I suggest you talk that offer over with your mother.”
“She’ll have a fit.”
Guy stood and said they should go; his parents were expecting him and his two sisters and their families for dinner.
She went ahead of him without a word and didn’t speak until they were buckling up in the Cadillac.
“Your offer meant sharing the apartment and rent, nothing else.”
“Yes and I keep the main bedroom.”
After another minute’s silence she began to discuss the gallery, saying it was impressive for a small city.
As Montana went to leave the vehicle outside the apartment building she turned back and leaned over to either kiss him or to be kissed.
He pulled away.
She frowned and said didn’t he want to kiss.
“Yes but don’t open your mouth.”
He concentrated on kissing he lips sweetly and he felt her mouth open slowly. He was tempted to tongue thrust but managed to maintain control.
“I’m beginning to think I could get to like you,” she said.
He didn’t reply, thinking what a rude bitch but when she stood on the sidewalk and gave him an almost dazzling smile he grinned, winked and waved and drove off slowly, satisfied that on this occasion he’d really given her something to think about.
After the Monday morning executive meeting, Guy called the CEO’s daughter Mrs Gwen Little.
“Hi Gwen it’s Guy Meadows. I’ve met you a couple of times socially. I work with your father.”
“Oh hi, of course I remember you, dad’s bright young right-hand and his possible successor.”
“You’re too kind. Gwen what I’m calling about is I have this lady friend who has returned from 18 months in Germany studying animal nutrition after gaining her master of science degree. She is research bent and it’s unlikely she will find animal research work in Welling but I suddenly thought of you and remembered you saying you had a team at the hospital studying feeding problems with infants.”
“Well yes, and we have been at it for four years but the focus is on ingestion, not nutrition, although those two research fields are not all that dissimilar. Perhaps you should send your lady friend to talk to me. Because of the long-term nature of this research project we do have difficulty maintaining numbers working on such research. Younger people tend to want short projects to quickly add achievements to their CVs.”
Guy called Montana who greeted him suspiciously, or so he thought. “Do you wish to speak to my mother?”
“No I have your cell phone number as well as hers.”
“Well why are you calling me?”
Jesus, he thought. Why bother?
“The director of research at Welling General Hospital is interested in talking to you. I mentioned to her you have been working in animal nutrition and she agreed with me you would be unlikely to find a position in that field within several hundred miles of here. If you are interested in research into baby milk ingestion problems it’s possible she could become very interested in you. I apologize in advance for not asking for your permission before I spoke to Gwen Little but your anonymity is assured because I didn’t give her your name.”
Sounding decidedly interested, Montana said, “That’s okay. One the women I shared an apartment with in Germany was a lactation consultant and another woman who lived with us for some months was involved in research into baby milk formulas so I have developed more than a little interest in that field, knowing I’ll be a nursing mother one day. Look I’m most appreciative of your initiative, a little overwhelmed in fact. May I see you tonight? Mom will be out meeting Gus’ parents for the first time. Oh I know why don’t your come for dinner?”
Guy accepted the dinner invitation and gave Montana Gwen’s phone number and explained she was the daughter of his company’s CEO.
* * *
Guy arrived fifteen minutes late, in the hope that Danielle would have left by then because he wanted to focus totally on Montana.
He rang the doorbell instead of using his own key and Montana, fully made up with her hair high and dressed in short black greeted him when opening the door, pulling him to her and kissing him.
“That’s a surprise,” he said mischievously, hoping to get her back up a bit and they could have it out about why was she so frigid toward him.
“That’s because you are a clever, clever man,” she said, standing aside for him to enter. She closed the door and asked would he like another one.
Guy nodded and licked his lips deliberately.
Her blue eyes sparkled and she came in fast, crashing against him and they kissed hard and she banged her groin against his.
Fucking hell, he gloated. Did that mean pussy was on offer?
She then bit his ear and pulled away and took the flowers he was carrying and said thanks and invited him to sit. Guy watched her walk away and thought was a neat ass and great legs. Christ her dress was short. As she lifted the arm nearest him to get a vase from a cupboard above the bench he could see in this tight dress her tits were more than a good handful. Until then he’d seen nothing of note chest high. He decided this babe was sexy or at lease she would be if she let go.
He sat behind the breakfast bar and she worked immediately in front of him. He made sure she would have seen him eyeing her breast intently.
He saw her smile appear and that delighted him.
“You effort to find me employment is looking very promising indeed.”
“I’m very pleased for you,” he grinned, lowering his gaze to chest high after meeting her eyes.
“I went in to talk to Mrs Little and after only five minutes she called two of her senior people in and suddenly I realized I was being seriously appraised. I had taken in a copy of my CV and documentation confirming my qualifications and limited but in my view worthy experience and handed that dossier over. Mrs Little called me an hour ago to say their decision to engage me on a year’s contract into dietary intolerances of suckling babies and infants up to two years of age would go before Friday’s meeting of the hospital’s staffing and finance committee and if approved I could start anytime from next Monday.”
“Congratulations.”
“Thank you. I really owe you for this Guy.”
“Would you consider rewarding me with sex, um repeatedly?”
She was cool under fine. With only a faint smile she asked when and he said why not as soon as they had a drink, if that suited her.
She said okay and then told him they were lovely flowers.
When Montana came round the bar with two martinis she carried them over to the coffee table in front of one of the sofas. Guy had followed her and watched her hitch up her skirt to her waist before sitting.
She asked, “When did you start thinking of having sex with me?”
“Yesterday when you suddenly became nice to me.”
She smiled. “If you must know I’d resolved never to have sex with my mother’s lover but at the airport my resolve took an instant hit and has been melting ever since. Mom won’t be home before 10:30 but I would like you out of here before she arrives if we have sex. That is only to avoid any embarrassment.”
“That’s fine…” but then he swallowed and mentally flipped. “Look if you think this will in anyway come between you and your mother then I’d rather not have sex with you. In fact I would rather you didn’t yield just to reward me. I’ll wait till you WANT to have sex with me but if that time never comes then so be it.”
“Those are noble sentiments,” Montana said, after sipping her drink. “For your information when I made the decision to invite you to dinner I was already thinking of being cooperative if you hit on me.”
“Well, in that case let’s finish our drinks,” Guy leered.
Montana smiled, wriggled an arm out of her dress and pushed down the bra to reveal a good-size puppy with a fresh-looking pink nipple. She said cutely, “Might you be interested in this?”
Guy thought it was polite to say yes before he dived in to on to have his hair patted and to be told in a smiley voice, “Good boy.”
While he pigged out Montana thoughtfully undid the back zip of her dress and wriggled off her panties with practiced skill.
When she held his dick between two fingers and ran her tongue from his balls to the helmet of his cock Guy thought, yeah this babe was experienced. He shivered in delight and with great expectations.
Guy was not disappointed and didn’t mind that Montana didn’t swallow. It was every woman to her own taste.
Montana was on her back, tweaking Guy’s nipples, as Guy pushed in and out of her rhythmically, with one foot on the floor and bracing himself by holding around Montana’s raised thigh on that edge of the sofa. He looked down at her and she gazed back at him and eventually she asked, “Do you think there’s a chance we might marry?”
“I would think so,” he said, as she reached for her clit.
She said softly, “I believe my mother unknowingly found you for me.”
Guy, feeling himself thickening, picked up the pace. “You fuck really well; I’d be a fool to let you go and we’ll probably share other interests.”
* * * A couple of weeks later when Guy’s mother and Montana where stood at the kitchen bench looking out at Guy and his father standing outside over the barbecue and holding a bottle of beer. Mary said something that really delighted Montana.
“I always knew a good woman would find Guy.”