A Fantasy about Love Pt. 11

I also spoke to Allan and beside his anger how Jenny had been treated, he was also interested in our plans to conquer the world. He accepted to work with us, but made it clear that Ellen was his priority. When I told him about our intention to purchase the NSW company, he said that he knew the owner; he was tired and having no heirs, continued only because of his pride. There was a good chance that he might sell, and Allan promised to set up a meeting. I asked him not to say anything about our plans, just set up the meeting. I wanted to see the man in person and see how far I could go.

At night there was a very long phone call with Eileen, who was furious and wanted to kill the guy. She wanted to cancel the agreement between the companies, but I managed to bring her back to earth, promising that the guy would meet his deserved end.

It was funny; I had thought that we would have fun once Jenny was the whole day at home, but even I didn't know our busybody. She was studying every little detail of our operation during the day and at night she quizzed us about facts and trends. Did I mention already that she was frightfully intelligent? We enjoyed each other, but it was gentle joy, and tender caresses.

The meeting with Mr. Jason Simpson, the owner of the logistics company, was set for the following Monday morning. At night we did our running; either Jenny was getting lazy, polite, tired, or we were getting better as we were not lapped anymore. We saw her coming up behind us, but she did not catch us. We also went to our martial art class. I looked at both: Maureen was good, no doubt about it, but she did everything just to defend herself, not to hurt the other. Jenny, however, had developed her killer instinct. She had analyzed the moves, studied the weak parts of her opponent and went for it; she stopped at the last moment, but she was very, very good at this. I wouldn't like to be in front of her when she got mad.

The other students started to avoid practicing with her, since she just wiped the floor with them. At the end, she practiced with me and the Sensei, who called me aside at the end of the session.

"James, you have to be careful around Jenny. The way you are together on the mat is too revealing. She could beat any of my students, but when she is with you, she always stops at the last moment so that she wouldn't hurt you. The same goes for you. She either is afraid of you or loves you very much. I would not want fear, but love is also dangerous in this sport. Think about it, James!" We discussed this at night, but decided we could do nothing, since we just loved each other too much ..... Perhaps next time Jenny could beat up the Sensei ... or at least try it?

Two days later Peter called me and said that Mr. Cunningham would come to Sydney to look at operations (which were dreadful) and that a meeting had been set up with HR and all senior managers in the afternoon. At night I received a message to invite Miss Parker to a meeting at 10:00 o' clock with Mr. Cunningham and Mr. Smythes. Jenny entered into panic mode, but I told her I would go with her, and all she had to do was tell the truth and nothing but the truth. We drilled her about her statement and that she should avoid at all cost getting angry, emotional or vindictive.

"Whenever you feel like this, look at me and I will step in." She promised to do this.

On Friday morning we walked to the company; Jenny in her best business outfit; light blue blouse, dark blue narrow skirt reaching her knees, a little bolero jacket, and dark blue sandals. She looked stunning. I was in my usual things, suit, white shirt, Hermès tie. When we arrived at the building Tony was there, as always.

"Good morning, Miss Parker, Count de Winter. It is a pleasure to see you again, even under these circumstances." I put my hand on his shoulder. "Tony, we know each other well enough that you can continue to call me Mr. de Winter...."and he smiled "Yes, sir. I'll do that, Count," His smile deepened; it was fun for him.

We were led to a meeting room and it took a few minutes before the door opened and Mr. Cunningham entered, followed by Frederick Smythes. Bill was smartly dressed in his black suit and a red bowtie, while Smythes looked like a dandy: A dark green suit, a pink shirt, and tie adorned with dancing animals. They asked us to sit and Bill started.

"I'm here because I've been informed about a potentially explosive situation. Smythes, you have been accused by Miss Parker to sexually harass her and to fire her, when she did not give in to your desire."

Smythes exploded. "Mr. Cunningham, nothing of this is true. I don't know why you even asked her to come here. And what is that guy doing here?"

"Smythes, let's do this in a correct way. She'll state her accusation and you can respond. I just want to advise that I hate lying. Be careful with what you say. And Mr. de Winter is here because she wanted it, and I know James well enough to say that he'll help resolving the situation. So, Miss Parker, please start."

Jenny made her statement as we had discussed at home and Mr. Cunningham listened without showing any reaction. Then he turned to Smythes. "Now it is your turn."

"Nothing of this is true. I offered her a job and she rejected my offer. To my surprise she became very upset and used a language that I thought unbecoming to a lady. I told her that and when I offered her a glass of water to calm down, she tried to slap me. She told me that she hated the company, that I was an incompetent manager, and that she'd tell everyone what she knew about our plans and strategies. I had no other choice, but to dismiss her."

Mr. Cunningham looked at Jenny. "Miss Parker, what do you say?"

She asked whether she could put some questions to Mr. Smythes, and he agreed.

"Mr. Smythes, did you offer me a job as your personal assistant under the condition that I would be nice to you?" He started to explode, but Bill told him to wait with his response until Miss Parker had finished.

"Mr. Smythes, did you tell me that you were divorcing your wife and that I could have a very rewarding relationship with you, that you'd guarantee promotions and salary increases if I were available for out of business occasions? Did you tell me that I either agreed with you or I'd never have any chance in this company, and that you'd make certain that I would be dismissed and that references would be very negative about my competence and behavior?"

He got up and yelled at her that this was untrue, that she was lying and that he'd make certain that people knew about her false accusations. She better left Sydney, since here she would not find a job again. When he stepped close to her, I got up, but Bill calmed me down.

"Smythes, you categorically deny that any of these accusations are true. Remember what I said about lying!"

He confirmed that he had told the truth and that Miss Parker was lying.

"What proof does she have for all she said? It is word against word, and I trust that you believe the President of this company more than the words of a little secretary."

"Miss Parker, do you have any proof? As Smythes said, there were just the two of you in the room."

Jenny looked at me and I nodded. She took out her telephone and turned on the recording she had made. The voices were easily recognizable and as the recording went on, Smythes was pale. He had not expected this. Bill listened patiently to the end and turned to Smythes.

"Is this your voice on the recording?"

He stuttered and finally conceded that it was his, but this was all a big misunderstanding. He would never had done this if Miss Parker had not led him on! The fact that she had made a recording, showed that she had planned all this to incriminate him. He knew her well and people had told him about her, that she in no way could she have risen in the company so fast without offering sexual benefits to her superiors. I got up again; now I was furious, but Bill told me to sit down.

"For me the meeting is over, and I'm satisfied that I've all information to take my decision. Smythes, please excuse us; I'll come to your office in a moment."

Bill was angry and his lips were pressed together. He waited until the door was closed and turned to Jenny.

"Miss Parker, I apologize for the treatment you've received here and the lack of protection from other company managers. I'd also be very grateful if you would not press charges. This company is already in such a mess that a public hearing could ruin everything. You've the right to do this, of course, but I ask you: please don't. You can obviously have your job back or if you preferred, I'll arrange a managerial position for you in HQ or any other company in my region. We need good people like you."

Jenny smiled. "Mr. Cunningham, I agree not to press charges against Mr. Smythes. I've accepted, however, already another position...." and her eyes twinkled "...and with my salary more than doubled. I hate to leave there. I assume that you agree that it will never be the same here. The company was wonderful when Sir Allan looked after it, and I must say James here has taught me so much that I believe that I'll be happier in another company at least for just now. Thank you for your offer, though."

He handed her his card. "If you ever change your mind, call me. James will tell me that I'm tough, but fair. Now if you would excuse us for a moment, I want a few words with James."

He waited until we were alone. "James, thank you for bringing this to my attention. We all know it was a wrong decision to let you go, but internal politics can be stupid once in a while. However: if we were to offer you now the President's position, would you accept it?"

I shook my head. "Thank you, Bill. If you had offered this two weeks ago, I would have accepted it gladly, and I swear at year's end we would be shining again! But as Miss Parker, I gave my word to another company to start as VP and in six months' time to become the President. It is a big company and we have plans to expand it aggressively. It's in another part of the industry and I'll not compete with this company, but I'll be a tough customer."

He was not satisfied. "Can I offer you a job in HQ? I don't want to let you go!"

"Bill, if I were to break my word, would you want me working with you?" He looked at me for a long time and held out his hand.

"Good luck to you and stay in touch. If you ever were in NY let me know -- I insist. But please wait for a moment: I have three letters to deliver. How do you want to do this? Do I have to go to Brisbane and hand-deliver one to Mrs. Monahan?"

I had discussed this with Eileen, and we had agreed that it had gone far enough.

"Bill, this is not necessary. All she wanted was that he had to write those letters personally, not have a flunky do this for him. I assume that they are as we discussed; if not, she'll be all over you!"

He nodded and then we got up. "Now I will have to fire this idiot! He was warned but did not listen. James, you cause me a lot of work!"

Jenny was waiting for me and Bill offered once more his apologies. "James, I'll fly back on Sunday. Will you and your lovely wife -- and the as lovely Miss Parker -- give me the honor to have dinner with me tomorrow night?"

I accepted with pleasure and he said I would be contacted about the time and venue. We left and this stupid episode was ended.

We had arranged with Maureen to have lunch together and she wanted to know all the details. She was satisfied that Jenny's accusations were accepted and that the guy was punished. Peter called and asked whether it was true that Smythes was fired. I told him to wait for an official announcement, but there were changes coming. He took a deep breath.

"James, if nothing is done, at year's end there will be no decent guy left here. Did you take the job?"

I laughed and said no, as now I had another path in my life to follow.

"James, whatever you do and wherever you go, remember that you have a friend -- no, friends, but especially I, who would follow you anywhere. Promise to remember this!"

I promised and when I told my two ladies about the conversation, they smiled. "Did we not tell you that you'll always be surrounded by friends?"

Maureen had to go back and smiled at Jenny. "Darling, as your new boss I order you to relax over the weekend. Go home now, have a shower, but remember that there is a water shortage in Sydney, and you might have to share it with this goofus here, and have fun. James, I want my share at night, so don't spend all your energy on Jenny. And tomorrow we go shopping; we need new clothes for the dinner. James, you can go and stay with Allan, and give Ellen kiss from us and tell her that. We'll her see later. We'll pick you up there in the afternoon, but wait for our call."

She gave me a kiss, touched Jenny's cheek and off she was. At night we looked at the letters; they were exactly as Eileen had requested. One for her, apologizing for the accusations a former employee of the company had made, and that that employee was fired. One for Jenny, repeating the same arguments, and the last one for me, applauding for the sales records that IBM Australia had made under Sir Allan's guidance and my efforts, and regretting that I left the company. No apologies for me, however!

We called Eileen and she agreed to let the case go away.

Chapter 45: The Golf game

The day was busy for us and I was satisfied that we all managed to have lunch together. Maureen was wondering about all that had happened recently.

"James, do you also have the impression that somehow our days are decided for us? But ... I accept it, so you two go home, have a shower and have fun."

It was strange to be at home in the early afternoon, but Jenny managed to get my attention very fast. I almost came in the shower, but she drew back at the last moment and decided to have fun in comfort. I dried her thoroughly and carried her to our bed. She was grinning happily and opened her arms. "Come and take me, my love. Maureen ordered us to have fun!"

I kissed her and she pointed to her breasts. "Have fun there and take your time..." and then pointed south. "More fun there, and take more time."

I caressed her hips and stomach with my hands, stopping at her belly button; this tickled and she pleaded to go a bit farther down. I traced the outline of her pussy lips with the tip of my tongue, running it up and down the outer edges of her pussy. Kissing her softly, the tip of my tongue barely touched her swollen clitoris. I ran it up and down her soft, wet slit, barely penetrating her body. I continued to do this to her for a few minutes, then softly sucked her clit inside my mouth. I probed her softly, slowly with the tip of my tongue and then begin to suck and nibble her clit with my tongue.

"Oh ... God ... this ... I've missed this." she moaned and reached down and placed her hands on my head. I stopped long enough to ask politely: "Can I finish?"

"Yes." was her only response.

I continued to make love to her with my tongue while massaging her body with my hands. I moved up a little, so that I could reach her breasts and massaged her there, focusing on her long and stiff nipples. I knew that what I was doing was beginning to have an effect on her, because she began to move her hips up and down, rubbing her pussy against my mouth, asking my tongue to go deeper still. Her orgasm came almost without warning. Her hands, already holding my head in place between her open legs, wrapped my hair as she pulled me tight against her body, her nipples, already as hard as stone, became even harder in my hands as she arched her back and begin to cry out.

"Oh ... OH ... God ... JAMES!"

I pushed my tongue against her clit, lashing it with the tip of my tongue while she continued to cum for me. I could feel the contractions of her orgasm against my mouth and tasted a fresh flow of wetness. Sliding my tongue deep inside of her, I licked her fluids out of her and swallowing every drop I could get, drinking from her body as if drinking from a crystal goblet. Her light fruity taste was all over my face and it was pure pleasure. I almost suffocated as she pressed my head into her labia, but after a while she started to relax and slowly fell back to the bed.

"My love, do you know that I love you? And that I love you more every day? And if you continue what you are doing -- well, I don't know what will happen, but please do."

She pulled me up. "Look at you, my poor darling. All covered with my juices. Let me clean you..." and she began to carefully lick every spot of my face. This had collateral consequences, since lying on top of her, feeling her hard nipples pressing into my chest, and her warm body beneath me, caused other parts of my body to ask for attention. Jenny realized this and moving around a bit, opening her legs more, invited my shaft to pay a visit. It was easy to slip all the way inside her, pressing down on her, trying to get every inch of me inside of her. I had made love to her often now, and every time it was a bit different ... The feel of her warm, soft, wet and tight pussy was beyond anything I could possibly describe. It was as if my shaft was surrounded by liquid satin.

I begin moving in and out of her slowly, relishing the feel of her pussy massaging my penis. Jenny had learned a lot since the first time we had made love, and I had learned what pleased her. Every time I would slide back out of her, she would tighten that pussy muscle around my penis.

"Can you feel that?" she asked as she squeezed me inside of her.

"Yes..." I replied "and it's wonderful."

I continued to move inside her slowly, hypnotized by the sight of her breasts, with her large, hard nipples, pointing skyward like a two peak mountain range, moving in to the rhythm of my body pressing against her and releasing.

The next move was to slide up on the bed so that I was completely on top of her; her legs now drawn up and wrapped around my hips. She sighed and moaned softly as my mouth closed over her right nipple while I pushed deep within her. She moaned again as I lightly bit her nipple, then sucked as much of her breast in my mouth as possible. I began to move a little harder, a little faster. As I moved back to her lips, she tilted her head back and opened her mouth. My tongue slipped inside her as easily as my shaft had penetrated her wet, hot and tight pussy. She hugged me, pulling my body tight against her and I could feel her nipples pressing against my chest as she took my tongue in her mouth and begin to suck it. I started sliding my tongue in and out of her mouth, moving my tongue in time with the same rhythm that my shaft was moving in her pussy. She crossed her feet, locking me between her legs and inside of her. Using this embrace she began pulling herself up on me with such intensity that now I was no longer taking her, she was making love to me. I lifted my head a little so I could see her face, watching her. She locked her hands behind my neck, staring at me with her blue eyes wide open while her breath came in ragged gasps.

"Oh yes ... Oh ... just a bit more ... Now, James ... NOW"

Her eyes closed as a look of pleasure swept across her face. I could feel her pussy contracting as the waves of pleasure washed through her body. Each contraction of her pussy squeezing my shaft, bringing me closer and closer to my release. I continued pushing in and out, and she came again, triggering an orgasm that arose without warning.

"Jenny, I want you now ... come with me ... Now!"

Further words were impossible; I lost my control and sank my rigid penis inside of her as far as I could; it started to pulse and a stream of my cum shot into her body, jetting deep inside of her. I stayed pressed inside her as I pumped a second and third stream of cum in her. She trembled and with her eyes closed, hugged me tight. I lay on top of her, almost incapacitated from the pleasure she'd just given me. She relaxed, released me from being held between her legs and lightly stroked my back, while using her tight channel to massage my shaft once more as it was slowly slipping out. After few moments I moved off of her and lay down next to her on the bed. She turned over on her side so that we were face to face. We kissed softly over and over, our lips barely touching. She reached down and gently massaged my soft and satisfied penis. "Did you have fun as ordered? Do you want some more? Try the back?"