The Dark Lady Ch. 09

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Part 9 of the 11 part series

Updated 06/07/2023
Created 03/24/2015
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The Dark Lady Ch. 9 - Mine Trouble Threatens Gallery Launch

When Kim and Clara and Marty got back from New York, there was a festive dinner at Keeler, with oohing and ahhing over the jewelry samples they brought home. Kim nervously asked Susan and Clemmie how DR's production was going. They were full of smiles as they recounted having just gone down to take custody of another lot comprising two dozen pieces.

"We had to flirt outrageously with him. Promised all sorts of unspecified favors if he had two hundred pieces by opening day. Evie threatened to leave him if he didn't come through."

I was sitting in the corner with an arm around Karen, who was snuggled nicely into me. "Tell me about the organ. How are the installers doing?"

She pressed a warm boob into my side and said, "I need a kiss first."

It was long and fearsome hot. I thought to myself that the teachers we had brought to Parsons were incredibly loving. And smart. She said, "All of the pipes are in their assigned ranks. The new air compressor is working, and the air feeds are almost finished. The console is refurbished and will be placed where it belongs in the next day or two. The tuning crew is arriving the day after tomorrow and are prepared to work at night for the first few days. We are paying for one of the organists who performed on it to come and help.

"Oh, I almost forgot. Karl Lagerstrom, one of the most famous organists in America, has agreed to perform the first recital. He is even coming a day early to help with last minute tuning refinements. He doesn't want to be paid, so we said we would make a ten thousand dollar contribution to a music charity of his choice.

"We finished the announcements today and as soon as Kim approves, they are going to the printer. There is only room for five hundred chairs, so the concert is going to be repeated at least once, and perhaps twice. We are going to charge twenty-five dollars a ticket but make sure enough are reserved for people we think should be there who would have trouble paying. We had the music critic for the paper over for a look and she is incredibly excited. Says we had better be prepared for ticket scalping. And wanted us to promise she wouldn't get muscled out of an exclusive on the first concert by city slicker reporters as she calls them. We told her we would do our best."

She whispered in my ear, "A little bird told me that someone we know got the fucking of her life this morning. Do you have any comment on that?" She had a blanket over us, and my hand up under her shirt. There was no bra and the soft curves of her breast were making me hard.

"Yes I do. What kind of sex treatments have you been giving down in that office? She goes off like a firecracker."

My fingers were worrying first one nipple and then another. "You are going to have to take me to your bedroom soon. Otherwise I am going to come and scream right here."

As people straggled away, Karen and I slipped down the hall. We were in the shower together when Kim found us, stepping in and wrapping us with arms and kisses. I said, "I'm administering some personal thanks for Karen's fantastic efforts on the organ project."

"Hmm. Does your mother get any attention? She has been on the road working hard too."

Karen said, "I'll get lost if you need to be alone..."

Kim pressed her hard against the wall, mashing their soapy tits together. "Not on your life. I want both of you. I am terribly needy..."

Terribly needy is what she said, but after a gentle sweet orgasm, Kim was out like a light. Karen and I cuddled on the far side of the bed and she asked, "Can I have one of those? Theo, you can be so sexy and so sweet when you want to."

Karen had a lot more stored up energy than Kim. I started out gentle, but the body under me got wilder and wilder and finally I stuck a pillow over her face as she came violently.

She rolled us over and hugged tightly. "Please don't get soft. I need more."

I pinched and pounded her muscled behind and she came twice more. She didn't seem to notice that I hadn't come and was asleep in moments.

I woke to the sound of Kim and Karen talking in low voices about the gallery opening. The sun wasn't even up yet and they were at work? I eased out and told them to continue, I would bring breakfast in a few minutes. I told myself that I needed to get as serious about the opening as my women.

There were only four weeks left until the unveiling of the new Parsons Gallery. It seemed that everything necessary was started, but nothing finished.

The twins and I commandeered a small conference room and had an eight by ten foot Gantt chart on one wall. There was a column for every day until we opened, and a horizontal line with sublines for the major activities that had to happen. I had suggested to Kim that she preside over review sessions every day or so, using Laura and Sarah as her chief lieutenants to make things happen.

A week later, with everyone tense, Karen and Clemmie appeared in my office and jumped me. I was dragged to the sofa and stretched out so both of them could sit on me, pounding here and there.

"I'm honored by your presence, but is there something you had in mind other than subduing me?"

"Get up. Get up. We have something to show you."

It amused the hell out of the gallery staff to see the President being dragged through by two beautifully dressed women, who used their fists on him at every opportunity. "Poor Theo, he is in trouble again."

My mind finally focused on the musical sounds coming from ahead of us, growing louder as we approached the renovated rear of the gallery. We got to the large double doors and Karen bowed at me and opened them wide. A wave of wonderful Bach fugue bowled me over. Someone was at the console, tuning the relocated and rebuilt Melchior organ.

I hugged Karen and Clemmie and we found a place to hide in the back. Clemmie put Karen in my lap and said, "She's crying, do something."

Her arms were tight around my neck and tears coursed down her cheeks, wetting my shirt. "Oh Theo, I am so happy with our dream of an organ right here being realized. Think of all of the people who have worked hard to make this happen, and all the people who will listen and be thrilled by the music." She cried harder. I had my other arm around Clemmie, who was looking teary herself. She leaned in and we kissed wetly. She wasn't hitting me anymore.

There was a two person team up front. The man at the console would play some chords or a stanza, and then issue instructions to a helper who was making adjustments to the pipes. The helper was Susan, bright eyed and excited beyond words. After another fifteen minutes, we were waved down to the front and introduced to Richard Arms, from Kansas, who was assisting the tuners.

We were lavish in our praise and he colored, finally saying, "I am chasing you out of here until opening day. It will be so much better when you hear it completely voiced and with the acoustic panels in place and an audience in their seats. But before you go, I asked Susan to play a short little piece, since you have been so generous in your support for this historic organ."

Susan took his place at the console, took a deep breath and launched into an Albinoni adagio that simply lifted us up. Clemmie armlocked me and said, "You and your ideas. You are going to suffer for this."

As the notes died out, we tiptoed away. Outside the doors, I said, "If we are anywhere near as lucky with our other chores as with the organ, this is going to be a fine launch."

At Keeler that evening, I came into the kitchen just as the twins were unloading packages of dinner. I grabbed them back to back and felt up under their shirts until each hand had grasped a firm boob. My kisses were all over the side of their faces and heads.

"What's this all about, Theo? Are you after us? We are getting all hot and bothered, if that means anything."

"I'm just trying to show my appreciation. I know my hands are rude, but your charms are overwhelming."

Clemmie and Karen walked in and exclaimed, "Abusing the help again! If they file a complaint, we are going to write you up."

The twins wiggled away and pushed me to the other women. "He is rude but we love him. Maybe you can give him a hug."

Clemmie said, "It's worse than that, Karen and I cried all over him this afternoon."

Karen went to help the twins, saying, "We sneaked him into a tuning session for the organ. It was so incredible, we just sat there crying and holding him."

Our other successes on the way to the opening weren't that dramatic, but one by one, the milestones were being met and the anticipation level ramped up.

Kim decided that the staff work outfits needed updating and sent out a hurry up call to her supplier. James and Mark and Carlos and Arturo were at the gym getting self-defense and crowd control training, and at the gallery the rest of the time after school, working out the security scheme for the opening events. Kim had the deputy chief of police for lunch and he agreed to loan an officer or two on the big days in return for a generous donation to the police welfare fund.

With a week to go to the opening, but only six days before the first organ concert, the new walk in safe was full of gold and silver jewelry and many new paintings and antiques. New jewelry display cases had arrived and there was much discussion about placement and what jewelry would go in which cases. The brochure describing the jewelry offerings was finished, and the amazing picture of Karen's breasts with the pendant was on the back cover. The strapless gown she wore for the photo was a fraction of an inch from showing her aureoles. The effect was dazzling. Kim called everyone in for a meeting to explain the preliminary schedule and finished by saying the brochures were here but embargoed until launch day. Staff members could come up and examine them if they wished. Karen was in the room in a very modest high necked dress and looking guilty. Suddenly, there were shouts and cheers from the front of the room. Kim called Karen forward.

"I guess you all know that Theo insisted on local models for the brochure. And we agreed that Karen should wear the auction necklace. The results are even better than we imagined." Loud clapping and a very pink Karen. Clemmie punched me and whispered in my ear. "You were right. She has photogenic tits!" I worked her around in front of me, and took a good grip. "You have very fancy breasts, also, Madam."

She ducked out of my arms, turned around and frenched me as hard as she could.

"Liar!"

Laura and Sarah came up and separated us.

"Theo! It's not even noon. Behave yourself." They pushed Clemmie to one side and applied their own lips to me.

As I took hold of their hair, I said to Clemmie, "Don't go away."

To the twins, I said, "In addition to all your other contributions, you are the world's greatest gophers, chasing all the details of the opening. I hope you know you are appreciated."

They sagged against me. "Oh god, Theo. Thank you. Thank you. We think we have the world's greatest job, and the world's greatest bosses." They giggled, thinking about Kim and me in bed with them.

Clemmie led me back to the office, pushed me on the sofa, and lay on me, pulling my head down for a wildly hot kiss. "The world's greatest job? The world's greatest bosses? How do I compete with that?"

"You go to UA with me and become the world's greatest female geologist."

"That's the thanks I get for being the trainer and coach that got you a starting spot on the football team?"

She smiled and stuck her tongue at me. I sucked it into my mouth and worked her over.

"I've told you this before, but you are not allowed to leave me. Every time I get worried, I come and pound on you and you make things right."

"Clementine, you know darn well I would be lost without you worrying all my problems. Tell me about the mine and Manuel and his helpers."

"DR has them working away like crazy. The new mine entrance enclosure building is half finished. Almost a mile of fence is up in the most sensitive areas. A big loader is dumping boulders in all the draws and other easy access routes. Maria and your new friend the principal have found someone, a relative actually, to do the security cameras and secure WiFi to tie them together. DR just about jumped out of his skin when they went to the ranch and showed him how he could get to the first experimental installation over his laptop."

"We have to go out there as soon as the craziness over the opening is behind us."

"We need to stay overnight and find a place without cameras to sleep out under the stars and have nonstop sex."

Her kiss was hard and demanding. My soft spot for this woman was growing. I said to myself it was certainly strange that your trainer beats you to a pulp and orders you around mercilessly and you end up loving her more.

"You know you have some kind of magic hold on me, don't you? When I wake up in the night bothered by something, the first name that comes to me is yours."

She sat up and pushed at me. "You foolish guy. I am just a mirror reflecting back some of your energy and smarts. Hold me."

She sniffled on my shoulder and we went to find Kim for some lunch. When we got back there was a message from Larry to call.

"Hi coach, what's up?"

"Is that demon trainer keeping you in shape?"

"She is standing right here, threatening to punch me out if I don't agree to an extra long run after work." I put the phone on speaker.

"Hi, this is Clemmie. We are frantic getting ready for the new gallery opening, but he is doing his drills every day. It's only ninety days to the first game. When does he have to report for team practice?"

"Beginning of August. But I need him next week for a short exhibition. The southwestern coaches are having one of their quarterly meetings here, and we are going to put the team through some of the new rules about avoiding concussions. Can he still catch a football with all that female talent over there?"

"I hope you will accept that invitation to the VIP reception. All the women will have their charms on display."

"I wouldn't miss it. Buster wants a chance to throw with Theo before. Can he come Tuesday at 3?"

I nodded at her. "Yes, I'll make sure he is there. When is the show for the coaches?"

"Wednesday morning at ten."

"I've got that written down and will keep the calendar vultures off that time spot."

"Clemmie, you sound really organized. If he insults you, come work for me."

"Coach Larry, you are very kind. I am looking at him, making sure he understands that others are aware of my potential."

She clicked off and grinned at me. I stared back at her. "I should rip your clothes off and take you right there on the carpet."

"Sir, I will have to consult the training calendar and see if this is one of the days you are permitted to have sex."

I threw her straight up in the air, and pretended I wasn't going to catch her. I rolled under at the last moment and took her to my chest.

Clara, Karen and Susan walked in at that very moment. "My god. How does any work get done in here with the two of you on the floor all the time?"

She stood, laughing. "Theo is upset because his coach offered me a job. He is threatening violent sex in retribution."

They nodded, "Yes. Retribution."

I got up and asked what I could do for them.

"Someone leaked the brochure and the picture of me has gone viral on the net. The phone won't stop ringing with calls for interviews. This was your idea, we are here for media help."

"Well, first, take your clothes off so we can check the merchandise."

All four of them rushed me and I was instantly back on the floor being attacked. "Useless pig." "Can you believe him?" "Why would any decent woman take a job here?"

Kim walked in and said, "This is serious, Theo. Get off the floor."

They sat on the sofa and stared at me. "You realize, of course, that Parsons is going to get a million dollars of free publicity out of this? What we have to do is figure out how to play it and keep our sanity."

They were pink and embarrassed, thinking about how to play Karen's gorgeous boobs.

"Let's instantly get out a press release announcing the charity auction and pointing to Karen's picture, which we can say was inadvertently released."

I looked at Kim, "We haven't gotten around to the charity selection, have we?"

"No, and the proceeds are going up with all this publicity."

I looked to the others for ideas, then asked Clemmie, "See if you can get Carlos' principal on the line. Maybe he has some ideas."

The principal's name was Martin Sanchez, and his secretary put him on immediately. "Theo, what can I do for you? Are you still making Carlos mad, dropping his perfect passes?"

We both laughed and I asked, "Martin, we are having a charity auction of a gold and diamond necklace as part of the opening of the new Parsons Gallery. We need to make an announcement and should say something about how the money will be used. Kim and I were thinking about something that would build stronger relationships in the community between Hispanics and Anglos."

"Si. It is remarkable that you called today. I just came from a meeting with some people from the newly merged chambers of commerce. They are long on ideas and short on money. Perhaps you might consider a fund which would have three trustees from among the senior members of the chamber and make project grants submitted through a chamber process."

The women were nodding vigorously and I said, "Perfect. Is it possible we could have you and some others you think should be involved over for a working dinner in the next few days? Time is short for our announcement. In fact, a picture of the necklace has got loose on the net and the phone is going wild. What about consulting your colleagues to get a tentative ok subject to working out details?"

"Theo, may I ask how much the auction may bring in?"

"Well, we now have national attention. You should look at it, Clemmie will tell you the link when we are done. I used to think a half a million was possible. Now it might be twice that. You should know, but it is still a big secret until opening day, that the gold and diamonds are from the mine that Maria's husband is working on south of town. Some people are likely to find that a reason for bidding high."

"Theo, my friends and co-workers are going to be very excited about this. Thank you for considering us."

"Martin, you sent me a passer whose balls just drop into my hands every time. And your daughter is going to keep him in school. It is I who should thank you."

I scribbled something on a piece of paper and passed it to Kim. "The Parsons Fund - Building Bridges Together for a Better Future."

She handed it to Karen and rushed over to cover my head with kisses. "You have done it again! A perfect solution for the charity!"

All of them came over with kisses. Clemmie smacked me on both arms. "Bad boy! Getting us out of a tight place again when you should be thinking football." The women grabbed Clemmie and tortured her, "You are too hard on him! He has to survive all the pressure. And now you tell us he has to perform again next week in front of all those coaches. The poor guy."

After everyone else left, she climbed into my arms and cried again. "Damn you. The more pressure you are under, the better you perform. Poor guy my ass." She hesitated, and said, "Oh god, Theo, I love you."

After things quieted down, I whispered, "Would you call Maria and put the dinner together? Let's match up equal numbers of our people with their people. Cater it at Keeler."

"Am I invited?"

"Yes. I want you to sit next to me and translate anything they are saying in Spanish that I should know."

Towards the end of the day, when I was drooping from all the excitement, Clemmie came in with Selma and Clara.