Chapter 10: A Deepening Relationship
The next two weeks were busy. We won a medium-sized account, but lost a slightly bigger one. I visited the customer in Sydney, I could not convince him, however, to stay with us. His argument was that the competitor had a lower price. I showed him that just the change from one system to the other and the re-programming of practically all software was more expensive (and significantly so) than the reduction in the cost of equipment. It did not help, and I wished him good luck (later I found out that money had changed hands and when he came back groveling, he had to pay dearly). Our proposal to NT came along nicely and I was proud of our people; especially what Jim had done. What had been a Hail Mary pitch had turned into a very decent business proposal and if NT were to accept it, the deal would become a shiny feather in our cap. My boss approved the proposal, set a few limits on what I could negotiate, the CEO, Sir Allan Moise, was smiling satisfied – after all, there was finally some real new business coming in – and I asked my people to set up another meeting.
My relationship with Maureen was wonderful and painful. Wonderful, because when talking at night, we saw how close we were in soul and heart. Painful, because we saw how far we were from each other in physical distance. I told her of the upcoming presentation to NT and even at long-distance I heard the glee in her voice.
"Leave it to me, darling" was all she said.
I had tried to make the presentation as soon as possible, but there were some inexplicable obstacles, and when the date was set, I saw Maureen's hand in it. A Friday morning!
We flew to Brisbane on Thursday afternoon and met our local colleagues for dinner and rehearsal. They had been involved in the planning, were happy with the proposal and were looking forward to the meeting. Maureen called me at night and wished me goodnight, telling me that tomorrow I could give my goodnight kisses on the appropriate places. She had also already prepared her bedroom for my visit; when I asked what her mother had said to this, she just told me "I didn't ask!"
Off we went in the morning to the meeting at NT. The receptionist was friendly, rather pretty, and served tea while we waited the obligatory 10 minutes. Then we were ushered into the Board Room, austere like the rest of the building and where four directors of the company were waiting. Everyone introduced himself and then Eileen walked in. Actually, it was not Eileen, but Mrs. Monahan. She had dressed again in a severe business suit, elegant and impressive. She definitively was a stunning beauty if she wanted to be one, and she seemed to want this all the time. Maureen was not yet in her class; after all, she was only half the age of her mother, but she would never be outclassed.
"Mr. Winter, thank you for coming for this presentation. I believe that you have been introduced to my friends and I remember you and your colleagues from the last meeting. I also have been told that you have other commitments this afternoon, so it might be a good idea to begin. "
She said this with a friendly, but decisive voice and I could not help comparing the executive before me with the woman that had walked topless in front of me two weeks ago. What a difference – and what a stupid idea to think about at this moment!
"Mrs. Monahan, thank you for inviting us once more. We spent a lot of time on this proposal and you will see that it has improved significantly. I'd like to thank your people who gave us input where we needed it, and we believe that it'll show you that there is a great future for your company, not only in this region, but all over the country. You will be a real Nationwide Transport, and you will make life for your competitors rather unpleasant."
And then I went into my presentation. It went well: points were raised, questions were answered, doubts were resolved and at the end, we looked at her and I said: "This is the proposal we can make to NT. It will require you to make some major moves in reorganizing your company, and we believe that everything you might require to think about this is included in the document I have handed over now, but if there were anything you still need to come to a decision, we are at your disposal."
And to my surprise, now the haggling started. What support would we give in case something went wrong? What warranties were we willing to give for performance? Who in my company would be the contact point?
And on and on it went, until I got up finally.
"Mrs. Monahan, we have given you our final proposal. I believe we are wasting your time haggling over these details; may I suggest that you study the document and if there were any doubts left, we could arrange another meeting. This doesn't seem the right moment to discuss half a system analyst's time for seven days, we are talking about strategy decisions."
She looked at me with a funny kind of smile and to everyone's surprise, agreed.
"You are right, Mr. Winter. Let us look once more within NT at the proposal, and we will advise you not later than Thursday about our decision. By the way, my secretary advised me that somebody called and advanced your afternoon meeting to 13.00 hours, and you will be picked up at the hotel. I had planned to offer you lunch, but I understand your meeting is urgent. So perhaps your colleagues will accept to have lunch with me and my staff, and we will certainly meet again, and I can repeat my offer."
I did not know about any afternoon urgent meeting, but could imagine who had organized this – I just wondered that her mother had agreed. So I thanked her again, praised her staff for the wonderful cooperation they had given us, told my people to enjoy lunch and that I would see them in Sydney, and left to get to the hotel.
When I walked into the lobby, there she was, dressed in a bit conservative blouse and skirt (but there were two faint points in her blouse that said everything), wearing the ring I had given her, and she embraced me chastely. A kiss on my cheeks and in a low voice told me to hurry. "Wait until I get you home! There are some people here I know, and I don't want to start any rumors. Pay your bill and get into the car!"
Picking up my things, I did as I was told, and we walked to her car. I helped her in and when I sat down on the passenger side, she roared off. She drove for a short while, turned into a small side street lined with trees, and turned off the engine. "Now, my love, I can give you a decent kiss."
And she did it with great enthusiasm and my response was not far behind. Then she sighed and took my hands and placed them on her breasts. "These missed you so much, you cannot imagine. Hold them and kiss me again."
It took us some time to come up for breath again and she said that her first desire had been diminished, but not quenched. So off we went to her mother's house and she took me directly to her bedroom. There was a serving tray with sandwiches and a bottle of sparkling wine, but she ignored it. She turned to me and slowly opened one button on her blouse after the other until it was completely open.
"Will you help me, darling?"
Turning around, she asked me to open the clasp of her bra and letting the blouse and the bra fall to the floor, embraced me tightly. Then she slowly opened the zipper on her skirt and pushed it down leaving only a tiny little g-string hiding her pussy. Then she started on my clothes and in a few seconds, I was standing before her, completely nude. She took my by now erect shaft, led me to the bed and lay down.
"Take me now, my love! I want to be yours! I missed you so much!"
I pulled the g-string down and looked at her from her luscious red hair to her smiling lips and her huge green-golden eyes, to her heaving breasts with the puffy areolae, and her open legs asking me to come in, and her face smiling contentedly. I was where I belonged, in the arms of my love and ready to love her. I pushed forward and placed the tip of my penis to her opening, and she widened the spread of her legs even more. She was wet all over and as my shaft was eager to be within her, it needed only one push and I slipped in – I was in heaven again! I loved her gently at first, but she wanted more and I increased my speed and force. Suddenly, she heaved up and pulled me in with all her force, and following her lead, we both exploded at the same moment. She had said that she had wanted to be filled up and she definitively was now.
After a while, my penis slipped out, and a gush of our liquids followed. She rolled over, covering me and smiled. "Now this is what I call a hello-and be-welcome greeting! Let's do it again?"
She looked at me shaft, now somehow reduced in size and mumbled that this was not right. She shifted down and looked at it.
"I remember you, darling, but you were much larger the last time I saw you. What happened? Do you need some tender care?"
She touched my penis gently and started to rub it, still covered in our juices. It seemed to wake up and wanted to say hello to her. Hello to you, too, she seemed to respond and gave the tip a kiss. This made my shaft wake up completely and ask for the complete treatment. She did not hesitate and engulfed it in her mouth, massaging the shaft and the tip with her lips and her tongue.
Suddenly she sucked it in deeply and my penis commanded a deeper pleasure, and she agreed. She sat up, reaching down to our joined body and giving my penis the right direction to her opening. There was no hesitation at all now and I rammed it in. She moaned and fell down on my chest, pushing me into her. I embraced her tightly and felt her shudder when she came, and that made me come also. She stayed in my arms for a while moving a little on my penis and prolonging the pleasure.
"Well, I needed this urgently, and it seems you needed it also. By the way, how was your day?"
I stared at her, not believing the change of subjects, but there she was, still on top of me with me inside her, and asking about how my day went?
"Do you want details or are summaries sufficient? The presentation to your mother went well..." and I started to move again. She closed her eyes and mumbled that this was unfair, but continued to move with me. I put my hands on her breasts and started to twirl her nipples between my fingers. Remembering that she was very sensitive there and moving up a bit more, I sucked one breast into my mouth and massaged the other one with my hand. Now she whispered: "This is definitively unfair, love, but continue, please!"
When I bit down gently on one nipple and pulled the other one out a bit, she shuddered and came again.
