Moral Climate Ch. 02

There will be six chapters in all. You may want to read the previous chapter before reading this one. The story has been edited by Estragon.

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It was a month later when Jenny and Mark got married. She was beginning to show so they had a small wedding at the church and a reception at Jenny's home. I was one of the few people invited outside of family.

Jenny looked beautiful and seemed really happy. I congratulated them and told Mark he better treat her good or I'd beat his ass. He just laughed. I knew he loved her and now was no longer afraid of me as being his competition. I danced with Jenny and she thanked me for being her friend.

Life went on and I had a good talk with my dad and grandfather. Grandpa owned four manufacturing plants in three states, two in Michigan, one in Indiana and one in Ohio. They made auto parts for different companies. After my dad retired from the military he managed one of the plants in Michigan. They wanted to supply American made parts and to this day we do our best to supply parts made in America.

The idea was that I could work for the company as a salesman on the road and one day run one of the plants but I needed the education as well as the practical experience. Grandpa would pay for my education.

The plan, which I agreed to, was that I would go to college for two semesters and work for the company for a semester. I would do this till I completed my education and received my degree.

I would be going to college in Ohio. Leaving home wasn't a big deal for me. After all, we never stayed in one place for that long of a time for me to make close friends. My best friend had gotten married and Tina was now out of my life. I knew I would always have a spot in my heart for both of them.

The summer before I left I did go out with Mary a few times. Why not? She was a good lay and no commitments; I just made sure I used condoms. I also dated a couple of other girls from my graduation class. When reading my yearbook I read where a few girls said they wished they would have had a chance to get to know me better. I gave them that chance.

They were fun dates but I let them know in advance that it wouldn't get serious because I would be leaving the state to go to college and didn't want any commitments. They didn't seem to mind at all and the sex was good. One thing I learned is that I usually let the woman initiate the sex. I didn't want to hurt anyone the way I hurt Tina.

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College life was quite different for me. I had to really buckle down and study. My grandpa was giving me the opportunity of a lifetime and I wasn't about to let him down. I studied hard all week but Saturday was my playtime.

There were so many women who just wanted to party. They were of every race and nationality; I decided I was going to do my best to lay the world. Dad was right when he said I was pussy whipped.

Time flew by and before I knew it I was at the company's doorstep to do my first internship. I spent the next twelve weeks learning a different job each week and then it was back to school. I did go home for holidays, birthdays and such. It was always good to see my family.

It took me five years to get my degree in business management and marketing, but I also received nearly a year of work experience. For a guy of twenty-four I was doing quite well.

My first semester in college I was somewhat lonely. I wrote over a dozen letters to Tina telling her how much I cared for her and missed her. After not receiving any replies from her I stopped writing but I couldn't just forget her.

On August 21 of each year I still sent her a birthday card. I also sent both her and Jenny a card at Christmas. I did receive a Christmas card back from Jenny and Mark every year. They would tell me about their family and the grocery business. I was happy for them. I stopped sending cards to Tina after seven years.

I was home to visit the folks and read in the paper where Tina Overhalt and Ben Owens were getting married. The article said that Ben was an attorney. According to the article he was a good twelve years older than Tina. Apparently her mother approved of the union.

Back to my college life. During college I met a number of women that I probably could have fallen for. The parties and sex was great but I wasn't ready to settle down. I knew that I would be on the road a lot of my life and that wouldn't make for a happy home life. It would take a special woman to want and live a life with her husband gone more than half the time.

I would go into more detail of my college sex life but you've read it a thousand times. I went to parties, met women, drank beer and did a little weed. I would always end up with some girl in my bed. The sex was always good and I even did a couple group sex parties.

I will tell you about a couple of parties that I went to because it was quite different. The first time I did it, the group sex thing, it felt odd having other people watching me have sex. I did do the one guy, two women a number of times. I liked it much better than two guys and one woman.

I smoked too much weed one time and I remember I was on my back eating out a white woman who sat on my face while her black roommate rode me to two completions. Damn, I was sore the next day, both my jaw and my cock.

There was another time at a group party when a friend of mine was so drunk he had no idea what he was doing. I think he took some crack or something, it's one of the reasons I stay away from drugs. I want to know what I'm doing.

Anyway he was buzzed out of his mind. He was pulling down the panties of a girl named Paula. She was quite drunk and was laughing like crazy. You see, she was on her period and my friend Bill was between her thighs eating her out.

It was half sickening but yet very funny. A couple of other guys were watching and upchucked their drinks. I at least was able to hold mine down. After eating her out Bill looked at us and smiled; he had blood all over his face. He then took out his cock and started fucking her.

He must have gone at it for a good ten minutes before shooting his load deep in her. When he pulled his cock out he looked down and saw the blood on his dick and said, "I just bagged a virgin!" Needless to say it was years since Paula was a virgin but she went along with Bill.

She took a wet washcloth and wiped his face with it, then handed it to him and he wiped off his cock. He didn't know till the next day what really happened. He didn't seem to really care that much since he didn't remember it, but he did get razzed about it at every party. He and Paula became a couple after that. It's funny what brings people together.

That's the way it went while I was in college. I studied hard all week and played hard on the weekends. I did my best not to fall for anyone in particular. I have to tell you that I've always felt that the heart has a lot of small compartments where we store our memories. Both Tina and Jenny had a special place in mine.

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I need to explain a little about the businesses my great grandfather started. It was a combination of a manufacturing and assembly plant. He started it in one plant many years ago. His idea was that automobile companies didn't want to buy thousands upon thousands of parts from hundreds of manufacturing plants so he made agreements with a couple of car companies to build the engines and transmissions at one plant.

By doing this the auto companies saved time and money by doing their purchasing at one place. My great grandfather did all the running around, getting companies to sell him all the bolts, nuts and other parts needed to build and assemble the transmissions and engines.

He passed the business down to my grandfather and great uncle. They in turn added factories as the business grew. They also added a factory to build axles and bumpers. As I mentioned earlier they now have four factories. My dad and one of my uncles ran the two factories in Michigan. Another uncle ran the Ohio plant and my brother-in-law was now in charge of the Indiana plant.

The four plants employed a lot of people. After getting my college degree I worked as a sales rep and buyer of parts for both the Ohio and Indiana plants. Each plant had at least two buyers and two salesmen who traveled a lot to get the parts and signed contracts. I was the only combination buyer and salesman that worked out of two plants. I kept the position for over twelve years.

We would ask for bids on the products we needed and then usually visit at least three plants providing the parts necessary. The lowest bids didn't always get the contracts. Cost, delivery time, and service were our main issues. We had to make sure the companies were able to provide the products needed on time.

Now that you have an idea how our company works, I'll tell you about those twelve years of my life.

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I lived in Ohio near our plant. I had a nice luxury apartment that also had a gym, pool and hot tub. I made good use of them when I was home. I had taken up golf and racquetball. Golf because I met with a lot of clients on the greens and racquetball to keep in shape.

On Mondays I usually went to the office and checked my schedule for the week. I then either drove or caught a plane for my destination. I was on salary and was paid really well. I also had a company credit card to pay for my expenses.

My grandfather told me they paid salaries instead of commissions to the salesmen and buyers because it gave them a lot less problems with any wheeling and dealing that went on in the old days. They didn't mind us receiving gifts now and then but only after deals were made. We weren't allowed to accept money; it would mean automatic dismissal if caught.

I would go to the factories and tour them to make sure they could provide us with the needed products. If all went well we would often play a round of golf or go out to dinner after the contracts were signed.

Over the years some company representatives wanted to take me to strip joints, Gentlemen's Clubs and even whorehouses. I usually didn't deal with these companies; our company image was more important than getting laid, and I couldn't risk being caught in a whore house.

When I spent the night in hotels and motels there always seemed to be women at the lounge. I couldn't see paying for sex when a lonely or bored woman was just a seat away.

I have to tell you about the one big exception that happened quite often. After signing a contract I would offer to buy dinner for my client. Many of them asked if their wives could come along. I never had a problem with a nice looking woman at our table.

Many of these women were a bit flirty, which I didn't mind. Most all were in their thirties, forties and even a few in their early fifties. After dinner and a few drinks in the lounge, I was often asked if I wanted to come to my client's room for a night cap before going to my room.

I always refused. What they did in their personal life was their business. They could be swingers or love group sex but I wasn't into having sex with another man's wife in front of him. That's not to say that I wouldn't have liked to bang their ass. Just not in front of their husband.

In fact I did it many times. After going to my room I would hear a knock on my door. It would be the wife asking to come in. Needless to say I always invited them in. As I have mentioned before that I almost always let the wife initiate the sex.

I would make sure that they knew that they didn't have to do anything, that their husband already had the contract. It was then that the kissing began. I have to say that I treated every woman/wife with respect. I didn't just fuck them but made love to them.

I've learned that it's the intimacy that women really want; married or single, they wanted to be kissed, massaged and loved. I would always go slow while they disrobed. After kissing I would usually kiss and gently rub their tits. I wouldn't work my way down to their pussy till I could tell they were ready.

I almost always ate their pussies. Women really do love it and most husbands don't do it, regardless of what you read. It's odd how so many married women would suck my cock because of me eating their pussy. Most have said they don't even suck their husband's cock. When I fuck them it always bareback with married women. If they say anything I tell them they can leave if they prefer. I would never force them. I've never had a wife walk out on me.

I like to start out fucking slow and easy. It's great to look in a woman's eyes while I'm rubbing my cock head up and down against their wet slit. They always get to the point where they say "Fuck me!" and I do.

I have to say that a month hasn't gone by in the twelve years that I've been on the road that at least one wife hasn't showed up at my room. I do let them all know that this won't be a regular thing. Very few have I had sex with more than once and it was more than a year between meetings.

That gives you an idea how my life was while on the road.

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End of chapter two

Comments are welcome and appreciated.

DG Hear