A Fantasy about Love Pt. 10

We spent the night making love, not having sex, although there was a lot of that also. We talked, laughed, tickled, made love. At one moment Eileen went to the kitchen and came back with vodka and salmon. "Maureen, I dearly want to be taken once more in my ass. Will you let us do this?"

Apparently my willingness was taken for granted and I must admit that the idea was fascinating. It took a little bit of time and a lot of effort to revive George and after generous amounts of KY, I was again deep in her. She moaned and whined, but her ass was pushing up against my shaft all the time. From deep within, I felt the spark of orgasm flare into a flame.

She whispered: "James, take me hard..." We were all a bit tired after a long day and a busy night, but the fascination of entering her back entrance made George give his last effort, and Eileen was more than satisfied. She became more and more restless, pushed her back into me, and wriggled up and down and sideways, until she could not hold it anymore. She gave one more push, became rigid and started to tremble. This made me release my seeds deep inside her and one more big shock raced through her body. She yelled my name and reached back, grasping my hips and pushing them into her. Slowly she calmed and let herself relax and fall down on her stomach. I covered her with my body; it had not been an earth-shattering climax (understandable after a night of making love), but it was very satisfying and worth to remember on a later day. When I started to move off, her she protested. "Stay a moment, James. I love it when I feel your body on mine."

Maureen had been watching us and smiled. "It is wonderful to see you making love. It'll be my turn next time, darling."

My penis deflated slowly and when it popped out, she protested once more. I turned her around and hugged her. She turned to Maureen.

"Darling, thank you for giving me this moment." I wondered why she thanked Maureen, as I had been rather active, too. She looked at me. "My love, I don't have to thank you; you know that I cannot give you anything more because all I have is yours, body, heart and soul. Take whatever you want."

There was nothing I could say, and I could only embrace her tenderly. She closed her eyes. " I'm really tired now; may I go to sleep, my love?" I hugged her once more and she was gone.

Maureen leaned over and kissed me. "Local rules are suspended tonight due to complete exhaustion. Sleep well, my love. "and she was in dreamland also. They moved around until they had found the right position as close to my body as was possible, and relaxed. I pondered about the days gone by and was content that we were happy; nothing had gone wrong and our bonds had strengthened.

The night was quiet, but when I woke up and looked at the clock I almost panicked. It was very late, and we had overslept. I moved and gave Maureen a kiss and she slowly opened her eyes and mumbled something, asking to let her sleep. I did the same to Eileen and with the same response. The temptation was strong to do the US Marine sergeant thing and yell, but considering their tender souls (hah! Eileen's tender soul! Hah!) I just started to tickle Maureen. She jumped up and was seriously angry, and it did not help when I did the same thing to Eileen. Now I had two upset ladies in my bed.!

"Ladies, we planned to be at the office at 9:30. It is now 8:15. How are we going to do this, I pray?"

Their eyes opened in panic and they jumped up. Eileen flew out of the bed and to her bedroom and Maureen gave me a quick kiss and vanished in the bathroom. It seemed that Local Rules were ignored this morning also! I went to the guest's bathroom and finished my obligations as fast as possible and when I came back to our bedroom, Maureen was already starting to dress. Another kiss and while I put on my executive uniform, she did the same in a smart business outfit, white blouse, dark blue narrow skirt reaching to her knees, and blue sandals. The door opened and Eileen stepped in. "Come on, let's go. I'll call the office and have breakfast set up."

She pulled out her Mercedes and I offered to drive; to my surprise, she gracefully accepted. She leaned forward and placed her hands on my and Maureen's shoulders. "Maureen, James ... I've rarely been so happy and content in my life. Thank you both for this experience. My body is exhausted, but my heart is buoyant."

"Happy to be of service, Milady. May I also say that these last days with you have been a source of relaxation and happiness for me? Not to say anything about the pleasure I had making love to such a beautiful and joyous lady?"

Maureen glanced at me with a mischievous grin. "And I?" I glanced back. "Do I have to answer this?"

She waited for a moment and then shook her head "No, my love."

When we arrived at the office, Eileen's secretary had arranged tea and toast. She looked at me with certain anger in her eyes; she must have been mad that Eileen had taken off two days to look after me. Jealousy? I had to be careful, since if one day I might decide to come here, I did not need any enemies. Thank God I remembered her name and thanked her for her service. Her eyes became a bit less cold and when I complimented her on the flowers she had placed in Eileen's office, she actually smiled.

"They are from my garden, Count de Winter. Mrs. Monahan likes fresh flowers in her office."

Eileen could not hide her amusement. "Are you already on your way to conquer my people?"

I nodded and we went to work; I had suggested that I signed a non-disclosure agreement, so that I could stay in the room when internal matters were discussed. This was done rapidly and after a few moments and finishing all the toast that was on the table (why were we so hungry? Excess activities during the night?) we were called to the meeting room. The senior management was sitting there, and I knew already most of them.

Eileen started. "Gentlemen, and you have become my friends during all these years, most of you have met James and all of you have heard about him, my son-son-law, Count de Winter. He has resigned from his company, and I want to say under the most honorable circumstances. Since he's now more available to us, I asked him to help me in our long-term planning. He has signed a non-disclosure agreement and a Consultant's Contract". ... (the first time that I heard about this) "and I'd like to ask you to consider his comments and eventual recommendations. As always, the final decision is ours." Some snickered; they all knew who would have the final say! "so, let's start."

The HR Manager presented the latest numbers on employees, turnover, salary negotiations, and an idea about a future plan to create a career plan for the senior drivers. Good numbers, but nothing exciting. I took my notes and waited for the next presentation. Then it was Maureen's turn - the new branch office, new contracts and profitability. Again, good numbers, with a trend to improve rapidly. The Financial Director finished with the company's profit statements: they were excellent, especially in a comparison with the preceding years. Our work had brought outstanding results. At the end, there was a session of self-congratulating handshakes until Eileen turned to me.

"James, you've seen the numbers, but have not said anything. Do you want to add some comments?"

Seeing the satisfied smiles, I wanted to bring them back to reality.

"Eileen, these have been outstanding numbers and I cannot really suggest many new ideas on how you operate today. I want to comment, however, what I see as an opportunity and a possible problem in the future. Today you dominate this region, one of the smaller States in Australia. So far, so good. You raised the barriers for other companies to enter, because they would have to make a very substantial investment with a dubious outcome. I assume that you had offers to purchase NT or invest in it?"

She nodded. "There have been feelers in the past, but they have increased. The numbers involved surprised me; they value NT in the hundreds of millions of dollars."

"Eileen, I'm not surprised. Your return on investment is substantially higher than in other states, certainly because you run a very tight operation and in an almost monopoly situation. The problem is that now you entered another state and branched out, and you threaten the other logistics companies. You've had success: see the contracts you have signed already. They have to respond, and they'll do it either going to war, trying to buy your company, or do a joint venture where they'll try to become the dominant partner. I believe that your tranquility is over: you'll be playing in the big league now. You can be a hunter fighting to succeed, or a prey waiting to be bought. This is a basic choice that only you and your management can decide. I can help showing different scenarios and offering choices, but you have to decide what you want to be: hunter or prey. And remember that you've made a significant investment in hardware and in software, much more than your competitors have done in recent years, and this will give you an excellent base to start from!

They were quiet. Perhaps they had thought about this before but had not realized that the moment had come.

"James, what is your opinion?"

"I'm convinced that you can be successful whatever you do, but you have to change your tactics."

They looked at me, waiting for suggestions.

"Option 1: You want to sell, so increase the value of the company as much and as fast as possible. Go after the other local transport companies in this state, buy them or kill them, and negotiate the company to the highest bidder. You'll have so much money that you will not have to worry for the rest of your life - or your daughter´s life."

Eileen watched me and her face showed that she was not convinced that she wanted to go that way into oblivion.

"Option 2: Go first after the small transport companies in NSW and buy them or go into a joint venture (with you as the dominant partner). This will give you a powerful base and lower unit costs. Build a hub in Sydney and get more computer power to hold it all together, as you have already a much better infrastructure then the other companies I've seen here. You'll be able to offer lower prices and faster deliveries statewide. It will take two to three years and you'll be probably as dominant in NSW as you are here. Nobody can guarantee success, but knowing you and your company, I believe that you can do this. Watch your cash flow and don´t expand too fast. Don´t go too deep into debt; you'll need financial support, but you've enough investments that a mixture of loans and your own money will give you the base you need. Once more: success is not guaranteed, but I've confidence in you and your people. Perhaps one day you'll have to change the name from NT to IT: International Transports..."

Nobody said a word, looking at Eileen. She turned to me and after a long while a predatory smile appeared on her lips.

"James, I am a hunter, not a prey ... Lady and gentlemen, I believe that James has given us a lot to think about and we'll gladly pay his fees. James, I'd appreciate it if you'd build a business proposal on option 2 and submit it to us as soon as possible. Once more to all of you, my thanks and I hope that you tell your people that we have done well and will pay a bonus. HR should come forward by the end of this week with a proposal and we'll discuss it next Monday. Sales needs to get an updated list of all transport companies in this state with more than 10 trucks and try to get a similar list for NSW - also by the end of this week. Finance will re-evaluate our financial position and projected cash flow. Next Monday will be fun! OK, let´s go to work!"

Before they left, Eileen called for attention.

"You have probably heard about some rumors that NT will cancel the contract with IBM. This has nothing to do with you or your performance. It is a personal fight I have with the Chairman of IBM. I gave them my conditions to continue to work with them and if there is any trace of common sense in them, they'll give me what I want. If not ... well, then we start again! Once more: don't worry, as this is my fight."

They left somehow doubtful about what had happened and what would happen, but they knew that Eileen would look after them. Some were looking forward to the new project, others more doubtful. Eileen led us to her office and shut the door.

"James, you were wonderful! This gives me a new goal in life; but remember that I want you at my side!"

She stepped into my arms and kissed me; aggressive at first, but slowly changing to an affective kiss. She leaned into me and put her arms around my neck.

"I knew why I gave myself to you, darling. You filled my life again with happiness and challenges. Maureen, look well after him."

Maureen seemed to be a bit insulted. "Mom, he's my husband and I look very well after him. I loan him out occasionally, but he's mine!"

Eileen realized that her words had exceeded her limits and started to apologize, but Maureen waved it away. "Mom, I know you. I just have to remind you occasionally about the rules we agreed on..."

Eileen looked down for a moment, but then nodded.

"You're right, daughter, but I'm happy with what you give me." She kissed me once more and when her tongue sneaked out, she hugged me, but then stepped back. "We don't have time for this, darling, and you have to leave for the airport. I will not take you; you know that I hate long goodbyes. James, you forgot to give your puppies their good morning kisses this morning. What are you going to do now? They feel abandoned; did you forget local rules?"

She took a deep breath that seemed to point to where I had forgotten this morning to pay my attention.

I looked at my watch and we had to hurry, however: we were already late. "I'm sorry, very sorry and I promise to double my efforts the next time we are together. OK? But may I mention that both of you jumped out of bed and never gave me a chance?"

"You could have whistled, and we would have come back, but you never did. It's your entire fault!"

I accepted my defeat and kissed her once more, this time gently to say goodbye. Maureen did the same, but when we stepped out, I turned back. "I signed a Consultant's Agreement? When?"

"When I send it to you in Sydney. I thought it proper to handle your assistance formally, but remember that if you don´t treat me properly, I´ll fire you!"

Maureen started to laugh, and we joined her. It was time to leave, but when we were at the door, I heard her secretary call her. "Mrs. Monahan, Sir Allan Moise!" She waved us to go "I'll call you at night!"

We were lucky and arrived at the airport just in time to catch the plane.

It was already late afternoon when we arrived at the flat and to our surprise Jenny was not at home. Maureen found a note, however, on our bed. 'Expect you in my flat after you had our shower and changed. I prepared dinner. Love - Jenny.'

We had a shower and then the phone rang. Eileen was satisfied. "James, they caved in! They'll send someone from HQ with the letters I wanted. Now I can be gentle to them again! Tell Allan that I'll be very nice to them tomorrow night, when I'll be on that talk show! Now have fun and don't forget me!"

I shook my head as Eileen seemed to get always what she wanted. Good for her! I just needed to watch out for us, once she started to get out of control again.

We changed into something comfortable and when we entered her apartment, she was waiting for us. She ran forward to kiss first Maureen (and it was a real kiss) and then came to me. She looked at me. "James, my love, I was so lonely this weekend and I missed you so much! You owe me!"

She was beautiful (as always) and her eyes were sparkling. She had bound her hair in a ponytail, and it was funny how it occasionally it was coming forward over one shoulder hiding her breasts - but not for long, as she pushed it back immediately. She wanted to show what she was proud off, and what she knew I enjoyed. It seemed that she had put on a touch of makeup to emphasize her cheeks and her eyes, but the real attraction was the love that shone in her eyes. She was dressed in a little bolero jacket that just covered her breasts, but when she moved, it flew open to show me her treasures. A little wrap-around skirt was on her hips and it looked as if one little snap would make it fall down. She clung to me and hugged me as tight as she could, and I felt her warm body caressing me. Her soft lips opened asking to be kissed, but I hesitated, kissing first her eyes and then let my tongue dive into her. She responded immediately and we stood, deeply involved with each other, until Maureen coughed. ¨Hey you, I'm here, too!"

Jenny blushed all over and apologized. "Maureen, I needed this. Now I can relax."

She led us to the table where dinner was waiting. She must have bought new dinner plates and it showed: Wedgwood and new crystal glasses. A bottle of white wine was in the cooler, already opened for the starter: an avocado and shrimp salad. She did not let us (i.e. Maureen) help her when she served the veal with a beautiful Pinot Noir. "I know what you like, James."

Maureen looked up and Jenny blushed again. "You like it, too! Don´t look at me that way!"

We all smiled, but it was obvious where her attention was. There was no dessert and Jenny grinned. "My friends, the dessert is me! Just wait for a moment, there are still some things to discuss." and finally she let us help her clean up. She led us to her sitting room and sat us on her couch, she with her head on my lap looking up to me. Maureen was left to her own efforts, but she decided to copy her. Jenny wriggled around a bit to find her right place, put my hand on her breast (her bolero had opened a long time ago) and decided that we could talk now.

"James, the office has been in chaos since you left. The English guy has arrived and has sequestered Sir Allan all day long. Everybody is waiting what's going to happen and who's going to take your place. The salesmen aren't motivated and just sit around, and customers have grumbled that you're not around anymore. By the way, I don't like that English guy - Frederick Smythe - at all. He was rude to Irene and did not even greet us when he walked in. This will not end well! Peter asked me whether I would accept to be his assistant, but the HR department offered me an administrative manager´s position. I'll need training, but they would send me on a two week´s course in Canberra. James, I need to know what you are going to do to decide what I'll do, you know this. And, darling, what happened with Eileen?"

I told her that nothing had been decided yet, but that there were some ideas floating around.

"Eileen will ask you to come up the next weekend and stay with her to know you better."

Jenny shuddered. "Wow, can I decline? And by the way, your fingers need some exercise so don´t hesitate to let them walk over me!"

¨The same goes here, James..." was Maureen addition. What a wonderful idea! I fondled her proud mounds and her nipples let me know that she was quite satisfied with this. Maureen agreed and even pushed her breasts up a bit to fit better in my hand, but this was a serious discussion and I did not let myself be diverted.

"I suggest that you accept the invitation; there might be a blowup, but I'm certain that you will find a solution that satisfies both of you. And if that doesn't happen, we'll find a position for you that will be a real challenge for you, more than what you're doing now. In the meantime, accept the manager's job so that you get the training course. Peter will be desolate, but that's his problem. I shall talk to Allan about my ideas; I tend to believe that I'll accept at the end the NT CEO position, but I need Allan's help how to treat Eileen. That'll not be simple, and she deserves that her efforts are recognized. This would mean that you could work with us, since Maureen would come with me and accept the HR position; you, darling, could take over Maureen´s job and run the Sydney branch. I'll accept a consultant´s project, however, for the next few weeks to see whether I like it, but I believe that going in, talking a lot and going out without realizing what I want, is not really my strong point."