Long Overdue Time Away Ch. 12

"Are you going to have wine also? It just seems natural that you would with Your interests in the wineries." I could tell Beth's question was as much a hope as a question.

"We are starting out with a small selection and we'll see what the demand is before adding to it. Really in that regard what I'm most excited about is expanding our barrel aging

program to include barrels from the wineries. Also, a Karen and I haven't talked about it yet, but developing some blends."

Karen raised her eyebrows. "Be careful mister, I'll have you running the wineries too. You'll get more than you bargained for if you keep thinking like that."

"This is all so fun!" Beth's eyes lit up. "I want to play too! All of this is so fun to talk about."

Karen looked at Beth. "I've tried to get you involved in the wineries before and you were always afraid of mixing that with our friendship. Are you sure? Because girl don't talk like that if you're not." Karen was getting excited at the prospect.

Beth's expression was mixed, it took on a more serious tone. "Alex kept me from many things I would have ventured into, he always viewed it as an unnecessary risk. Our, really my manufacturing and Real Estate ventures provide plenty of money for us to be very comfortable. It allowed his artistic ventures. Don't get me wrong he does fine on his own but it's not consistent income." Her eyes were tearing up some. "I'm sorry, I still love him and in some ways miss him. In others, like all this that we are talking about, it's like some restraints have been lifted. I feel a little guilty for being excited about new possibilities and opportunities.

Interests that I have always had to shelve. Honestly I have been a little jealous about you and the brewery. You love it, and have a passion for the business. I had more fun when you invited me to the menu trials than you know. Not just what we did, but being with you and to be able to share in your enthusiasm, it's infectious. And a little addicting. I loved it. It makes me want to pursue interests that I love. Is that so bad?" Tears streamed down her face.

"No, it's not bad at all." Karen held Beth's hand. "You get to do what you want to do now. The wineries have struggled some recently, with the fires in California and some breweries have moved into the area, they haven't adjusted well. And I haven't been able to dedicate enough time to them."

"Those pesky breweries, moving into the wine country, the audacity." I was chuckling a little.

Karen was shifting her glances between both Beth and I. "These challenges are opportunities! I'm serious. Oh Beth, Look at this. This is right down your alley. Karen is a mover, she isn't idle for very long. This is what she loves and is good at.

We talked about wineries, breweries, restaurants and the business of all of that and more. It was getting late enough that I needed to get back to the harbor. The new docks had a slip for the boat next to the brewery. With Sanchez painted on the back it not only provided a draw for other boaters. But made it possible to write it off as well.

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"Ooooh, oooooh god!

"That's right, just like that...mmmmmm.

"Give it to me...harder...ooooooh, harder." The sound of my hips slapping against Beth's ass filled the air. Karen was under her giving her clit a working over and I was behind her thrusting into her, responding to her pleas.

As soon as we were in the door Karen and Beth couldn't get their clothes off fast enough and after all their clothes had hit the floor they locked in an embrace. They were lip to lips, breast to breast, and being perfectly the same height mound to mound. I was slower getting undressed, mostly because I was enjoying the show. By the time all my clothes were off they were on the couch and into a sixty nine that had Karen on the bottom with her head on the armrest and Beth over her leaving her beautiful olive skinned ass in the air gyrating responding to my wife's tongue.

And now responding to me buried into the velvety wet folds between her wide spread legs. I caught glimpses of Karen between thrusts. Her eyes closed. Between moans Beth's mouth was pleasuring Karen as her hips would raise to meet the tongue that was expertly guiding her toward a climax. There is something to be learned watching two women in a sixty nine. Let's just say I was paying attention. As the passion increased so did my tempo. I didn't want to cum before they both were at their pinnacle. I knew Karen liked me to cum in her mouth, she loves the sensation of my cock head expanding and contracting and spurting when I came.

They were both there, moaning and thrusting. Karens eyes opened when I pulled out of Beth's pussy, she was looking for it and grabbed my cock and guided it to her waiting mouth. That's all I could take, spasm after spasm I filled her mouth, she sucked and swallowed repeatedly until I was drained.

"Oh my, I don't know if I'll survive you two. You could give a guy my age a heart attack."

"Yah, but what a way to go." Beth laughed. All of us got a good giggle when she said it.

"How does a soak in the jacuzzi sound?" I started to make a move that direction before they answered. They both nodded. And out the door I went. It's a good thing we are secluded on top of a hill, I didn't bother to put any clothes on. I took the cover off and the two of them were already getting in when I asked what they wanted to drink.

"Definitely wine." they both agreed.

"I Want to see what you have." Beth followed me to the wine fridge. "Ooo, this a good Chardonnay. She took the bottle and a couple of wine glasses.

Beth's choice inspired me to get a Crowler Eddie had given me yesterday filled with a Belgian IPA we would have on tap for the opening. I had the crowler and a tulip glass and three taster glasses. I had an idea.

Beth looked at me a little puzzled when she saw my arm load of glasses. Karen wasn't, this kind of experiment wasn't new to her. "Better enjoy your wine while you can, the mad scientist is here." She warned.

"I do have something I want you both to try." I poured the three tasters a third with wine and then opened the crowler and topped all three with the Belgian IPA. I set one in front of each of them and took a sip of the one I was left holding. "Tell me what you taste and what you think about it." This exercise was not a new one to Karen, but to Beth it was a new concept. They both took a sip after each putting their nose in their glass.

Beth had her eyes closed and took another sip and smiled. "I love it. As much as my wine instincts don't want to...wow, this had never even occurred to me. But it works." She took another sip and smiled. "Whatever made you think to do this? Ok, you asked a question going into this and I want to answer it. The pear character of the Chardonnay plays extremely well with the Belgian yeast. The little bit of bitterness of the hops is good too, it adds complexity along with the barley notes. I like it, more than I want to."

I looked at Karen. "You know I'm going to like it. I'm biased. I like beer. And I love the guy that makes it. Even though I own a couple of wineries." Karen shrugged her shoulders.

We spent the afternoon in the jacuzzi until I got out and put some shorts on to make dinner. The outdoor kitchen was perfect for days like this when you want to be out doors. I grilled while we talk an made plans to visit the wineries.

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The brewery and restaurant were filling up. Officially our grand re opening wasn't starting until 5:00 this afternoon. However I had the staff get here a couple of hours earlier. I knew we would have visitors from the industry here early as well as a pod cast interview at 3:00.

The interviews being done I wanted to enjoy time with friends. There were several friends I had made over the years that were owners of breweries and a few brewers that were going to be here. Some I sent airline tickets to them as well as making hotel reservations. One of the things about microbreweries in today's market is that many very good brewers don't make a lot of money. They simply love what they do. There were some that I knew would want to come for our opening but couldn't afford the trip from Southern California. It was an easy thing to do.

"Jim, the place looks great"

I recognized the voice immediately. "Johnny! I'm glad you made it." I gave him a big hug. We had been friends for years. I had helped him with several brewery expansions and had learned a ton about brewing in the process. In my opinion he is one of the premier minds on wild yeast in the country.

"Dude! Eddie showed me around the brewery, well done! He is going to be in heaven In there." Johnny was impressed.

Several others were showing up and it was turning into a reunion of sorts. Many of these guys have known each other for years, and some were known of but had not met. The brewing community on the west coast is a tight niched group and it seems everyone knows everyone.

A group of us had gathered in the tap room in the brewery when Karen wandered in.

"Karen, I want you to meet..." I went around the circle introducing Karen as my wife.

It was obvious by the raised eyebrows they were impressed and or shocked that this shockingly beautiful woman that was dressed to the nines was my wife. And that the rumors were true. Not everyone would know who Karen was, but if you payed much attention to the business world you were certainly aware of this smoking hot very wealthy woman business tycoon. The media liked to portray her as a ruthless bitch even though they were as far off from the truth as they could be. And well, here she was even more attractive in person and with a very down to earth gracious personality. And in my brewery, and my wife.

Karen didn't linger long, she was circulating, welcoming guests that we knew.

Johnny knew me well enough to say what the rest were thinking. "How in the hell did you manage to land her? I mean don't get me wrong, we all love you. But seriously?"

"Sshhh! Not so loud. She doesn't know how far up I married" I was holding my finger up to my lips.

Karen was looking over her shoulder with a big smile from across the room and just shook her head. I guess we were louder than we thought.

Several of the guys made their way to the bar to get another round leaving Johnny and I by ourselves. "I'm so happy for you." Johnny placed his hand on my shoulder. "Is there a chance we can get together on a collaboration in both of our breweries."

"There is more than a chance. Eddie and I would love to. I'm going to need a month, but after that, you tell me when. Listen I need to circulate some, but let's make plans for that.

Johnny agreed and I had seen some friends make their way into the restaurant across the parking lot and I wanted say hello.

"Nancy I'm glad you made it."

She turned around when she heard my voice.

"Jim, I haven't seen you since the wedding." She gave me a big hug. And had Ron from the team flanking her. They were starting to be a thing. And it looked good on both of them.

I hugged him as well. He is one I have lots of history with and even though we didn't see each other a lot, it was easy to pick up where we left off.

As I circulated around the room greeting guests and saying hello to friends, Beth who like Karen was dressed in a very nice dress with a low enough neckline to have the ladies peaking out, came over to say hi and give me a quick kiss on the lips and a hug.

"It seems like Beth is very friendly with Jim." Cheryl mentioned to Susie from behind the bar.

"I wouldn't make too much of it, Beth will give Jim a kiss like that with Karen standing beside her. Beth and her have been best friends for like ever. Part of it is they are friends and the other part is that's just Beth."

We didn't advertise our relationship. Its our private life and there is no need to. Karen and I try to lead a fairly private life. She has never been one to promote herself publicly. In fact if you knew her at all you know she actually puts effort into staying away from all that. It's really a little comical that I didn't know who she was when we met. It's not that I hadn't been aware of this successful woman that the media would occasionally mention. Its more that she is not at all who they represent her to be. However if our relationship with Beth became public the media would have a field day. All of us think its just best to avoid all of that.

"I suppose you are right, I guess I just don't have friends that I am that close to. I guess we are all just different." With that Cheryl took the bundle of menus to the front.

"How are we looking Chris?" He was circulating as well and I knew he would shadow Karen.

"I have extra security here, I'm not worried. As it gets later there'll maybe be a few we have to call an Uber for. But so far all is quiet.

"Susie and the rest of the staff know how to recognize when someone has had enough and need to go home. I'm sure if she needs help you'll hear from her. "Ok buddy, I need to keep moving." I slapped him on the back and was on my way back to the brewery.

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"Ooo, my feet are tired I need to get out of these heels." Beth already had hers off and Karen was taking hers off as she said it.

"Well I think we had a successful event tonight." I was taking my shoes off as well. I didn't see anyone get out of control. And it was busy. The tap room was hopping pretty much all night. The restaurant I think did ok, although I think most were there for the beer, but I expected that. We served a lot more beer than food. And again thats what I expected."

"It's a fun industry from what I saw tonight. I got a chance to meet and talk to a few of your friends that have breweries in California. I'm going change, I need to unwind a little before going to bed." Beth went to change and so did Karen and I. We stayed up for while unwinding and our conversation turned to the wineries in California. Beth was convinced she wanted a role in bringing them up to speed. Her and Karen were up until early morning talking about what needed to be done. And I went to bed.

I was vaguely aware of talking. But I was still mostly asleep. Kind of in that spot that you think you are awake but you fade in and out. It was both Karen and Beth. I drifted off again then I felt a warm wet mouth on my manhood and herd giggling and Beth say something about morning wood. And once again someone was sucking on not only my cock but also my balls. And more giggles. I thought I was having a dream for a few minutes and was content to stay in. There were hands it felt like more than two massaging, caressing, stroking. I remember thinking If this is a dream, I don't want to wake up . More low talking "It's so hard. I cant believe he is still asleep."

"I bet he wakes up if you ride him. He loves that."

They were right, as soon as Beth straddled me and slipped my cock into her already wet pussy I was awake. Putting my hands on her thighs I said "you two are naughty."

And trust into her.

"Oh, I didn't expect that." And she picked up the pace. Rising up and dropping on my pole. While Karen laid next to us with her hand rubbing my chest content to watch while her friend rode me. She transitioned into grinding and gyrating while I remained buried beep in her. Her climax was building and her moaning increased along with her pace. When she started to subside she climbed off and Karen's hand took over sliding up and down, stroking me faster and faster. It was obvious they wanted to see me erupt.

Not being one to disappoint I held off as long as I could letting the pressure build until I couldn't hold it back, I let it go, and the first stream shot about two feet into the air landing on my chest followed by three or four more almost as powerful and the volume the same. I was like a volcano spewing its lava high into the air.

"Oh my god no wonder I can feel that inside of me when you cum, that is a lot!" Beth was still looking at all the cum on my chest and stomach.

"Wow, you two, if I told some one about this they wouldn't believe me. You two are incredible."

Karen came up and kissed me, a couple of times. "Is there a chance you can take these two incredible ladies to breakfast?

"Do you want to go out, or I can cook? Your choice."

Karen was searching my eyes, she wasn't convinced I wanted to cook after we were out so late last night. And to be honest I was fine with going out. I think we could all use a down day.

"Let's go to the marina and have a leisurely breakfast. No one has to work, we don't have to rush. Whenever we are all ready, we'll go."

"Well, I for one need a shower." Looking down at all the cum on my chest and stomach. I got up and turned on the water. Our shower is big, it has water spraying from everywhere. When Karen had this house built, she definitely covered all the bases. She is easy to please. She isn't high maintenance by any means. But that doesn't mean she doesn't know what she likes. And this shower is one of those areas she went all out on.

We all got in and cleaned up. And I couldn't help but marvel at the two of them. Both in their 50's and drop dead gorgeous, both of them. And better than that both with a character and personality that surpasses their beauty. The guys last night were right, how the hell did I pull this off? And they only know half of the story.

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"Are you sure you are ok with this? I haven't been home but for a week and Beth and I are going to the wineries."

"It's fine, really. Chris and I need to debrief the last couple of weeks. It's sort of tradition we do that on a fishing trip. We'll drop you off in Napa and continue to San Diego. I chartered a tuna boat for a few days. Then we'll all fly home. It's more than ok, really. It kills two birds with one stone. You two go to the wineries and make plans, and Chris and I go fishing.

"You are something, how did I get so lucky?"

"Luck? Pffff. You had your sights set on me for a while lady." I winked at her when I said it.

She didn't like it when I insisted I married up. And this was a little bit of a private joke between us. I kissed her. I couldn't help but choke up sometimes. I wear my heart on my sleeve, and my emotions showed in my eyes. I turned around pretty quick. I hate it when I get all sappy, there was no hiding it. So I found something else to do getting ready for our trip.

Karen grabbed me before I got away. "I will never take you for granted, you know that." And gave me a quick kiss. One she knew she could get away with.

"I know." It was all I could muster. And she knew it letting me go.

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HOOK UP!! The deck hand announced. If he had his way, this wasn't going to be a kick back trip. The tuna, dorado, yellowtail, you name it they were hungry. DOUBLE!!

Both the trolling rods lit up. And Chris and I both landed nice bluefin. We dropped the trolling baits back again and again. By the end of the first day we had Mexican limits. Since we were in their waters it was their regs.

The cook made an awesome surf and turf meal and the Captain and the deckhands joined Chris and I at dinner. After dinner Chris and I were enjoying a bourbon and a cigar while out on the deck enjoying the evening.

"I have to tell you cuz it looks like things are finally smoothing out. It's good to see Karen look relaxed. The San Diego trip was good for her and I to get to know each other better. I am getting used to her routine now. That's a fine woman you married there."

"She is as good as they get Chris."

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"I haven't seen Jim get all emotional like he did the other night. What was that all about? Beth handed Karen the coffee she just got for her at the bakery.

"I talked to Chris about my abduction while we were in San Diego. He said it shook Jim to the core. Chris leveled with me, he said the percentage of people they get back from an abduction like mine isn't high enough to have confidence it was going to end the way it did. I think the way Chris put it was " 'It took some years off of him.' " Chris and I talked a lot about what Jim did for the teams. And I think what it boils down to is the man has seen more death than someone should. It causes him to love the life he has now. Honestly, I'm glad it has affected him the way it has. I don't say that to be cruel. Only that I think he is more intentional on being kind to others and enjoying life. Having had those experiences than maybe he would be without." Some people with that past don't process things as well, they get bitter."