Pt. 45 - I Enjoy Pussy Galore!

My plan was a simple one. I was going to ask those that wanted to go to work for a new surgery center I was starting on December first to sign up for full time employment effective that date. I told them that they would receive the same pay they were getting plus a raise January 1, but that they needed to give their two weeks' notice that the afternoon after the lunch session was over. And that they would be off with full pay and benefits the entire month of December to go on vacation and enjoy Christmas and New Years.

We had drafted a generic resignation letter that the employees could sign, date and hand deliver to the asshole. It turned out that the entire staff resigned, leaving only the asshole and his wife as employees.

All the patients had to be called and their appointments canceled. And, wouldn't you know it, on the last day of employment with the asshole doctor one of his departing employees called and filed a complaint with the Labor Commissioner. His life became difficult. Exceedingly difficult.

Karma, it's a bitch. And the last person you want to fuck with in the great State of California is The Labor Commissioner.

*******

The meeting with the doctors and their attorneys didn't take all that long and I was pleased with the outcome. I had crunched the numbers and figured that once the graft ended, and the employees got re-engaged, the payback was about 18 months, even with all the spending.

I made a note to make sure that I was not liable for any Labor Code violations when I wasn't the majority shareholder. That was going to fall on the shoulders and bank accounts of the doctors who were selling.

I made a second note to send lawyers to pick up all the time sheets and payroll records for all the employees to go back as far as possible. If anything were missing, they were to ask first, and if not forthcoming, to advise me and I would contact the doctor's attorneys.

The weather had gotten worse, the chilly rain was coming down in sheets. I looked out the window to discover hardly anyone was on the road.

I headed downstairs to where the family law attorney had her office and found her wrapping up the initial meeting with Ali.

While I was curious about the outcome, I couldn't pry as I did not want to break any confidentiality norms. What the client says to their attorney is between them.

Their meeting was over, so I took Ali up to the top floor to my office. We made a stop on each floor for a quick tour so she could get a lay of the land. I was showing off. Ali was amused.

The more time I spent with her, the more intrigued I became. She was damn smart, funny, and oozed of incredible sex, even though she was not trying to. Or was she?

We sat in my conference room, and she shared with me she had filed for divorce and that her husband would be served papers in Las Vegas.

She laughed and said, "He messed up my weekend, I think it's only fair to mess him up!"

We both laughed and she asked me how the meeting went.

I replied that it went better than I expected and then I asked, "I have some ideas as to how to fix your weekend, if you're open to it."

She smiled and replied, "What do you have in mind?" Her eyes were sparkling.

"The meeting went well, four of the five doctors are selling, and the fifth is going to run into some severe turbulence in his surgery center next week. Have you done any work in surgery centers or medical offices? Those four facilities are going to need upgrades and new interiors so we can reopen properly in early January. New owner, fresh look. Is this something you can do?" I asked.

"Sure, when do you want to talk about the details and the deadlines?"

"Soon, as in the next few days. As I mentioned this morning, I also need someone to oversee the interior design and client build out improvements in this building. We're going to be leasing out a lot of space, plus I am relocating a couple of companies here, and I want an upscale look, but not elegant. Is this something you can do?"

Surprised at all the work I was sending her way, Ali looked at me and asked, "Do you have a budget?"

I couldn't stop staring at her, she was unbelievably striking. How any man could cheat on her was beyond me. I got a semi just looking at her. If I weren't careful, I'd get a redwood tree in my pants.

I thought for a moment, then spoke, "I am thinking of hiring your firm on a retainer of $25,000 a month, for your services, and as for the tenant improvement costs, we'll figure out those budgets on a case-by-case basis."

"How long would the retainer go?"

"At least a year, and then of course, there will always be some refurbishing that is ongoing."

She smiled and said, "I can do that!" Ali reached out and touched my hand and an electric shock went through my body.

I smiled back and followed that with, "And I know that the weather is bad, and going to get worse, but I also want to have you look at the new house I am building off I-80. The roof is on, and the exterior walls are up, and I think the next to go in is the plumbing and electrical. I'm going up tomorrow morning. I think it might snow but I have a four-wheel drive truck and I don't think it will be difficult to get in or out."

Ali was all eyes and attentive. She responded with, "How about we talk about this over dinner tonight? I need to get home to my dog right now. Do you know Tuscany? Can you meet me there at 6?"

I smiled back and told her that would be great. If she had said "Meet me at Burger King" I would have been just as happy.

I tried to shake hands, but Ali wasn't buying. She gave me a hug, those large tits crushing into my chest, kissed me softly on the mouth and whispered, "You are the answer to my prayers."

She reached out and took my hand. We walked to the elevator, standing close to each other. Her fragrance was sublime. In the lobby, I helped her on with her raincoat, opened the umbrella for her, and she walked out of my lobby smiling, despite the driving rain and cold temperatures.

*******

I walked into the four-star restaurant a few minutes late. It was still raining, and the wind was blowing.

The place was quiet, the weather had kept many guests at home.

The host announced that my female guest had already arrived and took me to our booth, set way in the back of the restaurant where it was both private and semi- quiet.

Ali smiled up at me as I walked to the booth and I complimented her, saying, "You look great!"

She stuck her hand out for me to shake, I took her hand and bent over to kiss her on the cheek.

She turned her head and our lips connected for the second time.

She smelled great and those soft lips were heavenly.

Ali teased me with her tongue but there was no Frenching.

I liked everything about this woman.

Including the black dress with the scoop neck that nicely displayed the top half of her ample breasts.

She was a schemer, no doubt about it.

Ali was even more beautiful than when she left my office that afternoon. Filing for divorce will do that to a betrayed wife!

As I pulled away, smiling, she whispered to me, "If you think I look great, imagine how I'm going to taste."

*******

The champagne was already chilling when I sat down and after our nice server, a young hot blonde, named Erin, poured our flutes, she disappeared, and Ali and I started talking.

She started, boldly, with "You wanted me since the second you laid eyes on me at the jewelry store," she purred at me. "Didn't you feel the connection between us Jack?"

Before I could reply she said, "You got hard just watching, didn't you? Did you go home after I left your office and beat off, thinking about me?"

I must have blushed because my face burned at least a little red and I squirmed a bit in the booth seat like a little boy caught doing something he shouldn't and then I returned her recollection with "Guilty as charged."

Ali looked at me, leaned in a bit and whispered "I like having that effect on you Jack. I've been waiting since I first saw you to be alone with you."

I was flattered to hear these words from her, and I smiled.

Ali signaled for me to lean in and then she shared "I was surprised you couldn't smell me when we were together in your building. My panties were soaked from the moment we shook hands. Thank God I had on dark pants otherwise you would have seen how hot and wet you made me."

My chin must have dropped, and she laughed.

"Rick, if it had only been the two of us in your building, I would have fucked you silly on your conference room table."

She continued with "I've been thinking about what we would do together, in bed, since this morning."

"So, you've been planning this for more than a few hours?" I teased her back.

Under the table, all this talk had my cock so hard and long it almost painful.

*******

We didn't really eat dinner; we enjoyed two bottles of fine champagne and a couple of appetizers.

I tipped our server three-hundred-dollar bills for her to keep things flowing but to allow us lots of privacy.

Erin took the host a hundred and told her not to seat anyone else in our section. She obliged.

Meanwhile, Ali had moved around the booth and was no longer sitting across the booth but perpendicular to me, her left hand on my right arm and our knees meeting under the table.

With each flute consumed Ali moved closer to me so by the end of the second bottle her left hand was on my right thigh, about halfway between my knee and my now throbbing man meat.

Ali knew exactly what she was doing, rubbing my leg, her nails teasing the inside of my thigh, her left breast poking my arm, allowing me to feel its fullness and the hard tip of her nipple even through my suit coat.

I was feeling surprisingly good too and took more than a few peaks at her cleavage all the while trying to maintain eye contact.

It was a challenge and Ali caught me peeking and whispered to me, "I like it when my titties get caressed, and my nipples get sucked. Is that something you'd be good at doing?"

Looking at her straight in the eyes, I nodded. Her breasts were spectacular.

There was a slight lull in the conversation when Ali said, "I wrote something I want you to read."

She took a folded note out of her purse and handed it to me.

"What's this?" I asked her.

She just smiled and said "Read it. Then we'll talk."

I smiled back and opened the paper.

Across the top was a handwritten heading that said, "My weekend with Rick".

Underneath was a list, all written in cursive by Ali:

Spend two nights, all night, with Jack nude in bed!

Sex whenever I want it and how I want it!

When Rick gets hard -- suck & fuck him 'till he comes!

Take Rick deep into my throat to please him!

Taste Rick's cum & swallow every drop!

Get facials from Rick!

Be spanked when I'm a bad girl!

*******

I took it all in and when I lifted my eyes Ali was smirking at me.

I looked back over the list and said in a faint voice "You've got a really dirty mind."

She giggled; the fine champagne was now at work.

I followed that with "Good girls do bad things to get spanked."

She giggled again and whispered to me "I've been too good for too long. I want to be bad with you Rick so you can spank me."

My eyes reviewed the list again, but I was interrupted by Ali.

"Are you up for a wild weekend with me Rick?" Ali wanted to know.

I smiled.

She continued with "I hear you're a man who gets things done" and then she giggled.

"What's so funny?" I asked, a smile forming on my lips.

Ali whispered again "Seriously Rick, what do you think of my list? Can you make my dreams come true?"

It was a surprisingly good list.

And she trusted me.

"Did I leave anything out lover?" she teased me. She kissed me on the cheek as I went through the list, visualizing her naked...

Then she ran her tongue around my right ear which created an electric shock that went straight to my already hard and pulsating cock.

I groaned loudly at the intense feeling and tension my manhood was dealing with.

All this, all her oral attention, was for a reason.

I turned my head and saw that tongue of hers dart out, this time touching the tip of her nose.

I groaned again at the thought of that pink muscle probing my starfish, tenderly cleaning my balls, and swirling around my now throbbing cock, paying extra exceptional care to the overly sensitive tip of my cock.

It also made me wonder what kind of carpet cleaner she'd be with that versatile and long tongue of hers.

I had a quick vision of Ali and Erin, our hot tight bodied server, 69ing on a big bed, each one getting the other ready for me to mount, pound and fertilize.

The quiet was broken when she loosened her death grip on my arm and kissed my right ear again, then, with her lips close to my ear so that no one else would hear what she was saying, Ali whispered with a shaky voice "You're the only man I will have been with since my wedding night. My panties are soaked just thinking about you fucking me."

She moved her left hand to underneath the table where with a seventh sense, Ali quickly found my turgid throbbing manhood after tossing my napkin to the carpet.

Her fingers ran up and down the shaft through my slacks and I leaned back and groaned at her touch.

"It's so big Rick... My God it's huge Rick... Holy Shit... it will be so tight... and feel so good when you put this inside me... every night and day lover..."

My cock ready to burst at her fingernails teasing and stroking, her tongue sensuously circling my right ear, her left breast and hard nipple smashed into my right side.

My head back, my words unintelligible as she teased me, I just knew I was going to blow my load into my shorts.

Ali must have sensed my imminent explosion because she ended her teasing and stroking by cupping the tent in my pants and leaned into my ear, whispering, "All your cum goes in or on me this weekend. Let's go back to your place and we'll get our weekend started."

*******

Rick Valencia will return shortly.