The Epiphanous Spouses Pt. 06

That said, let's eat. The ladies are ready."

We had a great dinner and conversation afterwards and by 9PM I knew I needed to head back to Napa. Cindy invited us to stay but I knew I had business in San Rafael in the morning and it would be better to push off from the hotel rather than here at Clear Lake. Pam quickly agreed and locked arms as we headed out the door for the drive back.

When we entered the hotel I noticed Kiera sitting at the bar talking with a couple of men but she didn't see me come in. Rather than distract her, I went up the elevator with Pam still at my side. She had left her work case in my room rather than lug it to her home before we left. When we entered the room, she went to the suite bar and poured herself and I a glass of wine and stretched out on the chaise. I changed out of my work clothes and slipped on a pair of shorts and a polo for comfort. When I came out of the bedroom, she looked like she was about to fall fast asleep. I moved her drink out of her hand and to the table and scooped her up in my arms before taking her into the bedroom.

"Why David, are you inviting me to spend the night again?"

"Pam, dear, if I let you out the door, you'd fall asleep and be in the ditch before you hit the drive. You need a good night's sleep."

I laid her down and began undressing her and removing her clothes. It was definitely not an unpleasant chore. She sat up and helped me with her bra and when she laid back down I tucked my thumbs into the waistband of her lace panties and slipped them off her perfect ass. I then bent down, kissed her belly and then her lips and told her to sleep tight.

"Motherfucker" she whispered and then pulled the sheet up over her.

I think she was asleep before I ever got out the door.

When I arrived downstairs, Kiera was still holding court with three men now. I didn't want to interrupt just yet so I settled back into a plush chair some distance away and just observed. She wasn't an alt girl tonight. Instead she was wearing a short black sleeveless dress with a bit of cleavage showing but it was the leg and thigh view that drew the wolves. Her hair was gelled back with just a hint of blue color on one side and had on a dark mascara and eye shadow. I couldn't tell about the piercings from where I was.

One of the guys was getting a bit touchy with her and she shut him down quick but they were intent. This was not the sports bar back home and these guys were far more persistent. The chatting and laughter continued until I noticed one of the guys passed his hand over her drink very quickly when another one had her distracted. Kiera was definitely not drunk but if they dropped a roofie in her drink she would soon appear to be so. I watched as she continued chatting with the letches and rather than have her start to sip the doctored drink, I felt it was time to step in to her defense.

"Hello, Kiera, I see that you made it OK!"

A couple of the fellows were none too happy to have me interrupt their entertainments. I could see it in their postures and faces.

"I've been looking all over for you."

One of them thought he would be belligerent. "The lady is busy at the moment. Why don't you run along now and let us be." He flexed his bicep just a bit thinking I might be impressed. I paid him no mind.

"Your mother and I have been looking all over for an hour now. Come along, we have to find her now."

Kiera just looked at me with a clever grin on her face before bursting into an infectious smile.

"Oh, Daddy, I've been here all along with these nice gentlemen. This is Hank, he is Jim and I think this one is Tommy. Is that right, guys?"

At this point, they didn't say much. "Daddy" had arrived to save his daughter. Mr. Flex whose name I guess was Hank just grunted something unintelligible and turned back to the bar. I took Kiera onto my arm and we walked out toward the patio bar but not before I picked up her drink

"Now Daddy, aren't we going the wrong way. Upstairs is that way." She had on her fake pout face but she squeezed my arm more tightly as we found our way outside.

"Kiera, I think you should stick to straight orange juice or apple or something for the rest of the night."

"David, I'm not drunk. I'm just going along with your game back there, seriously."

"Hum, you didn't see what they put in your drink did you?"

Her hands went to her mouth and her eyes got as big as saucers.

"Yeah, you were about to become another statistic and that probably would have ruined your day tomorrow especially since you wouldn't have remembered a thing about it."

"Jesus, I'm stupid." Kiera was crying.

"Kiera, listen to me. You are OK. Nothing happened to you and I'll keep you safe. Sit right here for a bit."

I walked back to the bar, motioned the bartender over and told him to call house security after I explained the drink. The Meritage uses off duty County deputies for their security and each of them is a concealed carry. Of course the chain of evidence was corrupt but the circumstances were enough to get them arrested. Three officers very quickly arrived and took all three men into custody and escorted them out of the building. I think the Meritage was just happy to have them off the premises. I returned to Kiera.

She grabbed her pocketbook, my arm, and we headed upstairs. She was the next room over from mine. After swiping the entry card and getting her in the room, she turned around and flung her arms around my neck and planted the nicest kiss on my lips. If I lacked scruples, I would have had what the three fools downstairs were after and willingly at that. However, that isn't me. She needed sleep and so did I, especially since tomorrow would be her first full day on the job. I picked her up, carried her to the bed, took her shoes off but left her dress on and leaned down and kissed her on the forehead.

"Goodnight, Kiera. I'll see you in the morning, 8AM."

"Motherfucker." And she closed her eyes. What was the chance of that?

I returned to my room, freshened up, stripped my clothes off and climbed into bed. Pam was sound asleep. Later in the night I woke to find her hugging and spooning me from behind. I drifted off to sleep again with my groin hardened into my hug pillow.

When morning came, I woke and lay there with Pam nestled close to me still half asleep. Her fingers had found my morning wood and she was slowly stroking me under the covers. Without saying a word, she swung her hips over mine and with her hand began rubbing the head of my prick up and down and around the wet opening of her vagina. Slowly she lowed herself onto my erection, bent down and kissed me as she found her rhythm and moved her muscular hips up and down my prick. She was soaking wet and I fit like a silky glove inside her. There was no hurried pace to our fuck. It was slow, purposeful and deep. She lay on my chest with her aroused nipples pressed against me and milked her wet sex up and down. My finger found her bud and I pressed slowly against it, moistening my fingers from the sloshing wetness next to it. She orgasmed before I did and that hastened my own release when she lifted herself off of me and slowly stroked my cum onto my belly.

She played with it with her fingers for a while longer, licking some of it to her lips and tongue and when she was finished, scooted up to gently kiss me on the lips.

"We should have done this a long time ago, David. I have always fantasized about it."

"Pam, a long time ago, neither of us would have done it."

"That's true but it's still nice to think about and now that you have made love to me, I've got a good reference point, yes?"

"I suppose so."

With that, we both rose and took a shower together.

I met Kiera downstairs at 8AM as planned. Interestingly, I felt refreshed and ready for the day even though I had been put through the paces just an hour earlier. Pam was off to a training session in San Francisco for the day and didn't know if she would be back in the evening. We had a sit down heart to heart discussion before I left and we agreed that because of the changed circumstances in my life and our long term affection for each other, neither of us would have any guilt over it. I told her I would discuss it with Marylyn but I also let her know that the next time I'm back in town or if she visits us, I would love to get together again and not to have to worry about consequences. Happily, she agreed and even suggested that she talk with Marylyn on her own for both their benefit. Without saying as much, I think we also agreed we wouldn't share this with my adult children. I kissed her goodbye and out the door I went. She waved at me heading out the lobby as I stood there with Kiera.

"Did David get lucky last night?"

"That, young lady, remains for you to guess. Incidentally, that woman is a longtime friend of the family and I hold her in the highest regard."

"Oh I don't doubt that, David, but I saw how the two of you looked at each other too." She burst into a grin and a laugh and I had to join her in that but said nothing.

"OK, let's grab a quick bite to eat and then take a pleasant drive. I see Sarah gave you an office care package? It should have all the tools you will need for now .. laptop, calculator, cell phone etc. We can port everything later and all the account and password setups should be in the bag. Good, oh, we will need to get you set up with travel cards ASAP. Remind me of that."

Kiera was taking in every word as she tried keeping up with me. She was dressed for business today wearing a sleek business suit with moderate heels and her hair was pulled back. Still gelled, but pulled back and she didn't have any of her piercing jewelry. I liked the blue hair touch on the side. I felt proud to be with her. She was my unique find.

We pulled into a Chik-fil-a and grabbed a couple chicken biscuits and coffee before pointing ourselves southwest to San Rafael. It was another beautiful day with warm temps and the traffic was easy. We talked about her scramble to get here yesterday, her impressions of Sarah, what she thought about the Meritage. We never broached her close call last night.

We pulled into the Bishop offices around 9AM and went straight up to the conference room with the large balcony. Olivia met us in the reception area when we came in and had coffee and snacks at the ready. After getting settled and plugged in, we went over an agenda. Kiera's laptop accounts and access all worked fine (Kudos to Sarah) and we were ready.

That is when Millicent made her spectacular entrance and my mouth hung open like a star struck schoolboy. Kiera grinned and elbowed me. She was wearing a short green sleeveless front button up dress with at least three top buttons left open, four inch dark brown heels and a beautiful double strand of pearls with earrings to match. Her golden hair was pulled back tight and being tall like her father, her presence dominated the room.

I stuck my tongue back in my mouth and introduced the two ladies to each other and when the formalities were out of the way, introduced the Phoenix Financials Group Project to them. Working with the process maps Mr. Bishop and I completed yesterday, I tasked both women with working together to build an organizational chart for the new company that they felt would meet all the identified administrative needs and provide the resources needed to jump headfirst into both hedges and M&A work. I needed it to be able to take it back with me on Friday. They had basically 24 hours.

This was my test for both women. They had to be able to understand what they were working with, match it with the charter we already had and produce a product that could be implemented and meet all our objectives. It was an MBA case shoved into one day. If it worked, I would be taking two successful businesswomen back with me tomorrow afternoon. If not, they would stay the weekend to finish the project and fly back on their own to present it to me on Monday.

Millicent stepped up to the task immediately, taking overall charge of outlining the work. She was experienced, I could tell. However Kiera absorbed everything she was doing asking questions along the way. They seemed to have clicked as a team and as the morning progressed, I left them to their task.

Olivia was tending to cleanup chores with Mr. Bishop out of the office for the day. She told me she usually went with him on such trips but with us in the office today, she wanted to stay to help. There were only three other people at work, all women, and all glancing occasionally to see who the new man was. Olivia was a sensual woman in her own right. She was quite short, maybe five feet tops, and trim and athletic in build. If I guessed her age, she was probably later thirties. There was no ring on her hand so I assumed not married.

"Mr. Stone, you are going to have your hands full with those two women. I can see it in their eyes, especially the young lady that came in here with you today. She sticks tight to you."

I hadn't actually noticed that with Kiera. She struck me as quite independent.

"Well, Ms. Olivia, I hired her untested and this is her first challenge for me. She might be feeling a bit unsure."

"Nah, I don't think so, Mr. Stone. She's got puppy love in those eyes."

Olivia laughed gently when she said that. I just kind of took it in and chalked it up to another occurrence in a rather strange week.

I discovered that Olivia was indeed not married, that her husband left her and two kids and ran off with a woman from Chicago. Mr. Bishop took her under his wing and got her back on her feet and she decided to stay and work for him when he offered her the job. She was from San Antonio originally but she only had her mother left and had her move here to be close.

"So how do you like working for Mr. Bishop? I know he is starting to slow down his regular affairs now that we have stepped in."

"I have always enjoyed working for him but he has his quirks like anybody else. He can be a real son of a bitch sometimes but I just have to remind him of who REALLY runs things around here" she said tapping her breast.

We both laughed together on that and I excused myself to get a cup of coffee and check on the two ladies in the conference room.

The women were making good progress on their project and seemed assured they would be able to finish by evening. By lunchtime they were ready for a break but wanted to eat there at the office. They ordered out. I had Olivia make reservations for lunch at Ill Davide for the two of us.

We arrived about 30 minutes later and the waitress led us to a cozy table near the back wall and we ordered appetizers and a couple drinks. She was an interesting woman, knowledgeable in a broad range of subjects but especially around the subjects of administrative management and organizational development. With Bishop getting ready to wind down his operations over the next year or so in favor of eventual retirement, I decided to keep Olivia in mind for a relo if the opportunity presented itself.

She did share some interesting information about Millicent. The younger Bishop had been divorced for a little over five years and she was supposedly the cause for the divorce having a wandering eye for other men. Olivia stressed that was in the past and that Millicent refused to even date men today after owning up to her mistakes and realizing that it was her behavior that ended her marriage. In any event, she had buried herself in her work and caught the attention of a few large firms in the Bay area yet she refused all offers focusing instead on helping with her father's projects. When it looked like the PFG project was actually going to take off with a new CEO to head it, she began expressing strong interest in becoming involved with the new company.

"Especially when she read your CV. That is when her interest began to peak and when you showed up here yesterday, she could hardly contain herself. She wants the job real bad."

I nodded my agreement and revealed my intention of taking her on, possibly having her fly back with me on the following day along with my new hire, Kiera, as long as they finished the project I had given them.

We finished our lunch amid a pleasant conversation and returned to the office. The ladies were busting themselves between bites of take-out and animated discussions of how this or that scenario should work. They each worked diligently throughout the afternoon and by 5PM excitingly pulled me into the conference room.

The project plan was presented and surprisingly seemed to be workable on first pass. Both women passed my test with flying colors. Before the day was complete, I offered Millicent a position with the new company working with Kiera and hopefully mentoring her as well. She accepted on the spot and I requested that she fly back with me or at least make plans to be there on Monday morning to kick things off. Kiera offered to put her up at her place and plans were made. The three of us would fly back late tomorrow morning and prepare to jumpstart the new Phoenix Financials Group.

With all the excitement of the past several days, I decided to take some serious downtime and do nothing. When Kiera and I arrived back at the Meritage, I excused myself for the evening and let her know we would head to the airport from the Hotel at 9AM. We exchanged hugs and I then went upstairs to my suite. With the shoes kicked off and FBN on the TV, I decided to give Marylyn a call.

"Hello, Honey, how is California?"

"It is still here in all its glory. How are you doing?"

"David, I am doing OK although I do wish you were here. I would sleep better if you were by my side. Sarah has me sleeping with her at night for the company but it isn't the same thing, you know."

"Marylyn, I can understand. Sarah told me yesterday that you are staying there over the weekend? Are you OK with that?"

"Honey, I assumed you gave her permission to keep me here and because of that, I have been very obedient to her wishes."

"Yes, I know that but are you OK with it? Is it something that you want to do? I haven't given Sarah the go ahead but if I do I would expect you to be obedient to everything she tells you, with no exceptions and I do mean, no exceptions. Now, is that something you would agree to?"

"David, if you and Sarah want that then yes, I would be agreeable."

I couldn't move her off that submissive compliance thing and get her to tell me what she wanted so I made the assumption that was what she wanted and left it at that.

"OK, then, I'm going to tell Sarah that she can have you completely through the weekend but you know what that means? You will do whatever she tells you to with no questions. I'm not going to step in and interfere."

"David, thank you for being my husband. I love you so much."

"I love you too, Marylyn, I always have. I saw Stephen and Cindy as well as Pam while I've been here. They are all doing well. I think Pam was thinking of calling you or even visit if she can get away. She asked about the kids and all."

"That is wonderful, David. I'm so happy you could all get together for a while. I wish I was there now."

"Maybe the next trip. Oh, I haven't told you the news yet. Old man Stanhope has offered me the job of heading up a new company and I accepted the offer yesterday. I start Monday. He acquired Morgan Banking, your company, and is merging some of his operations into it. I know you have not been back to work since last Friday but we will talk about that later. I'm not sure I want you working or not at this point. Let's see how things go for a bit."

"David, that's wonderful. I'm so happy for you and don't worry about my work. I'll be happy doing whatever you want ."

"Alright, I am flying home tomorrow but I am not going to the Stanhope residence. I'm going to our house. I guess I am expected at Sarah's party Saturday evening and I am assuming the woman will let me see my wife."