Its Just A Business Transaction Ch 08

Alex was thrilled to confirm Aida was indeed a virgin. Not that he mind if she wasn't one. Besides it was her life before she became Mrs. Jefferson, he had no control over that. He would have thought Greg and she would have shared a physical relationship seeing how protective Greg had been of Aida on their wedding day. He thought they might just had gone to bed more out of companionship. And even so if it hadn't been Greg it could have been any other guys back in Mexico. Aida was not ugly moreover she was a sensual creature; possibly she wasn't even aware of it herself.

So when he had took her that night to find his entrance being block and when she had cried out in pain, and also that morning after he had slipped out of her bed quietly back to his room to shower only to discover blood on his penis did he realize she just might have been a virgin after all. But then again maybe it could be due to his size he could have chafed her inner walls with his roughness? He might be an expert when comes to bedding a woman but he had no experience where virgins were concern. As far as he could remember from his first sexual escapade right up to the last before he married and bedded Aida, all the women were well versed in the art of sex and they had openly admitted it to him. After his shower he had decided to call his friend Ian to ask him about women in general.

"Ian, is it possible for a woman who is active in her daily life like doing exercises, you know, cycling, aerobics or even to the extend of doing gymnasts could still have their hymen intact?" said Alex, looking into the LCD screen at his friend who was still in bed in his nightshirt and right behind Ian, Alex could make out the sleeping form of Nicole.

"It's possible. The thickness and the depth of the hymen vary from woman to woman. Some women could break theirs easily, even if they were just to do running or light carrying and some women can still have theirs intact for years no matter how tough were their daily activities, unless they experienced direct penetration," said Ian professionally then added slyly, "You lucky bastard."

"Hey, you are supposed to be a professional, so no probing," chided Alex but nevertheless was please with the answer he got from his long time friend.

"Hey you yourself, I am also your friend. You wouldn't have called me up so early in the morning just to ask such a mundane question if it doesn't greatly concerns you when you know I would still be in bed, and took you long enough. Four months, you sure is losing your charm," said Ian, winking at him.

"Go back to bed, you sly old dog," scolded Alex. From his screen he could see Nicole must have had roused from her husband's voice and had groggily groped her husband's crotch without realizing they were on line with him giving him a free show. Ian gave him a salute and clicked off the button on his side and the screen went blank.

That was two months ago. After that night he had continued to share Aida's bed and Aida hadn't hold back anymore. She was sweet, passionate and giving in bed when he had finally broken through her. Now almost nightly he would take them to the highest peak of passion and then afterward would slowly sank back down to reality from their intense lovemaking, feeling completely sated and satiated only to start all over again hours later. His most favourite way of making love to her was when she was deep in her sleep. She was such a sound sleeper, a bomb could have exploded outside her room and she would still sleep on. As usual after a hot session with her, she would have gone to sleep soundly in his arms and somewhere in the middle of the night he would wake up only slipped his rock hard shaft inside her hot wet tunnel still filled with his earlier evidence of lovemaking and rocked her till she was wide awake again, moaning his name and writhing with unbridled passion.

Alex would have thought at the end of his chase of Aida he would have been satisfied in adding her name mentally as another conquests to his collection but he was wrong. He had to admit she meant more than just another of his conquests. He wanted to keep her forever. Perhaps now was the time to get her pregnant so he could propose to her another business transaction on a long-term basis. And he was confident she would accept it on his terms.

At times he would flittingly wonder could he have fallen 'in love' with her, if not why such obsessions of her? The thought of falling in love seems so alien to him but he could not deny the fact that he does want Aida to be with him for a long time with a possessiveness he could not explain. He shrugged, what is love, wasn't he caring enough for her, he could give her everything she wanted apart from that four letter word. In any case she seemed contented with their arrangement as it was and has make no demands. His great grandfather right down to his own father had not married for love but more for the sake of business and it had work out fine apart from the usual extra marital relationships from the men but the women folks never complained. And why complicate a 'perfect' partnership now any further with mushy 'love'. He came to a conclusion within himself; he was ready to set plan B in motion, to get Aida to stay by his side forever by making her pregnant. Perhaps then he could try his hand in the political scene.

Alex would have never guess that things were about to change much to his dislike and that he might even lose something he prized most in his possessions, something so valuable even his massive wealth and status could not be bought with money, Aida.

The business empire of the Jefferson includes bottling of drinkable mineral water, Aqua 21 and was one the top supplier within America. Their bottling factory was situated in Napa Valley, California. Once the mineral water were bottled and cleared of quality control checked it would then be distributed to various states. Every day there would be shipments of mineral water delivered to their warehouse in Huntingdon Valley Industrial Centre. And every night truckloads would be out running all over PA distributing to the supermarkets, hypermarkets, convenient stores, restaurants and hotels.

Tonight as usual the trucks were loaded full of mineral waters and were ready to do their run. Mark, one of the usual deliverymen was seated behind the wheel waiting for another helper to help him with the delivery. Damn, where the heck is the guy? He muttered to himself. The sooner they get their job done the sooner he could get back home to his wife. Someone finally climbed into the passenger side. The guy was about 6' tall. Even though under the dim truck light Mark could make out the other guy's feature. He had long side-burns and a moustache and an overly large nose. He noted the nametag on the other guy's uniform as Travis.

"You new? Never seen you before," asked Mark nonchalantly not really surprise for the blue-collar workers turnover were always high.

"Yeah I got the job this morning, they ask me to report for duty tonight" said the new guy Travis.

"You done delivery before?" asked Mark as he gunned up the big wheeler full of mineral water.

"Yeah, use to do delivery back in Arizona," said 'Travis'.

"Alright then let's go," said Mark.

Half an hour later they came to the loading bay of a downtown superstore and 'Travis' began to unload the mineral water. Little did Mark know at their first stop there was another passenger that had quietly slipped up behind the truck and 'Travis' had arranged a corner big enough for the new passenger to hide in. 'Travis' closed the rear truck door; making sure it was secured before climbing back to his passenger side while Mark started up the engine again ready to go to another destination which he had been plying for two years. The schedule of his routes were always the same be it rain or snow at this time of the night.

Inside the truck the new passenger quickly and efficiently retrieved from his black overall pocket a bottle of Salicylic acid and a hypodermic needle. He inserted the needle into the bottle of acid, syringe it up full and then carefully injected a little of the poison into the mineral water bottle. The needle was so small and thin that it could not be detected with the naked eye under normal lighting and there would be no leakage too. He worked quickly and silently. He came prepared wearing surgical gloves that would ensure he would not leave any fingerprints. He felt the truck stop and immediately went back into his hiding place. The rear truck door opened and he noted it was 'Travis'. 'Travis' then unloaded the dozens of mineral water and delivered it to the store. Then they were off again. He then repeated the process, randomly injecting the poison into the mineral water until the poison finished. By the time the whole process of injecting the water and delivering them was done, it was almost dawning. Just before the second last stop, 'Travis' quietly let his accomplice out and he himself has returned to the compound of the warehouse but he never punched out his card for there was no card to punch out. There were hundreds of workers at the warehouse busy with their own work to notice he had quietly slipped off.

It was easy enough a job to do. They just need to trail the trucks that ply the routes for a couple of nights to see where they would stop for the unloading of mineral waters. Sonja had provided them with the company uniforms and nametags beforehand. How she managed to acquire them was not their concern and Sonja would not have told them so. Greg had easily obtained the make-up kits from the theatre makeup studio. Rupert was to hide in the truck and to do the necessary work. He was given a bottle of colourless, odourless liquid - concentrated Salicylic acid. Salicylic acid may be found in certain kind of herbs or plants and was use to administer such problems as headaches, warts or toothaches. Due to the very small amounts found in the herbs or plants it was not harmful at all but if it was processed into drug forms, which were very concentrated, it could prove to be fatal. The mineral water were only injected with one sixty-four of its concentrated strength so it would not be fatal but yet it's still able to do enough damage to the consumer even if it was diluted in the water.

Now as Greg lay on his bed, thinking back about what he and Rupert had done, it made him feel terribly ashamed, bitter and furious. Both he and Rupert had become the devil's pawn, Sonja's unwilling lackeys. He knew he had let down his sister and even himself but most of all he knew he had let Aida down but he could not help it. Sonja would not have let them off so easily and he had seen the evil side of her. She was too dangerous. Too many innocent lives were at stake. Someone had to be the ultimate sacrificial lamb and Aida would be that lamb.

With all his wealth and power, Alex would never have guessed he, Gregory Lyndon Johnson would be the one unwittingly bring disaster to the Jefferson but definitely not of his choice. He could not risk Rupert reputation. Other than the secret life they share, he was a good husband to his decent simple wife who knows nothing about his double life, a good father to his two daughters and an active churchgoer of his community. Not to mention he was quite respected as a good agent in the acting circle. Ever since his high school days when Rupert had introduced him to his world, Greg was hooked on it. He had come to acknowledge Rupert as his mentor, a lover and a father, which he never had. No one knows about their secret relationship except Wendy but his sister would turned a blind eye to her brother's private life not that she welcome her brother's kind of lifestyle but more out of respect for her brother's privacy.

It was unlucky that both he and Rupert had to be caught in the act by Sonja. Rupert had gone to the back stage to see him when his play was over and they had thought the theatre would have been deserted by then but they hadn't noticed Sonja was recording their little 'performance' with her Motorola V551 when she happened to pass by Greg's dressing room. She had returned to the theatre that night to get her things when she had stumble upon them without their knowledge. Oh, she was very clever. She did not immediately expose them but had sent them each a copy of DVD the next few days. If their unnatural sexual affair comes to light he and Rupert would be finished. He wasn't really worried for his own safety or reputation. He was more worried for Rupert and his sister. And he definitely can't risk his own sister's life.

He recalled a couple of years back before Aida came to Philly, there was another pretty aspiring actress that was with them and had openly clashed with Sonja many times. One day out of the blue she was found dead at the dumpster, sodomized and with a bullet in her head. Of course investigations were carried out but the police found no evidence to tie the case to Sonja as she had cleverly arrangement for an alibi. Besides, it wasn't uncommon to have rivalries between the actors in the acting field. Thus, Greg has to bid his time. He would have to quietly ship his sister off somewhere, where she would be safe from the claws of Sonja.

As for Aida, he had done her a tremendous injustice and prayed that Aida would forgive him should she ever find out what he had done to her. Sonja was livid when she had learnt that the arrogant handsome sought after billionaire, Alex Jefferson had taken a liking to Aida and she could not live with that. No small time actress was to steal her man away from her. She had then manipulated Greg to plant the drug in Aida's locker so to land her in jail or better yet to be deported back to Mexico. A few nights before the incident Greg had quietly obtained Aida's fingerprints through the use of Scotch tape and then had replanted it on the packet of cocaine before putting it in her locker.

Secretly Greg would have prefer Aida to be ship back to Mexico where she would be safer but it was the biggest surprise of the century when the wealthy Jefferson had took Aida's case in his hand by even offering her marriage. He would have never guess that Alex was so taken in by Aida enough to help her out of her predicament. Greg somehow felt jealous. Even though in all his twenty-six years of life, he had never been with a woman but he had felt very strongly towards Aida. She was so trusting and innocent. Greg was sure he had fallen in love with Aida even though he does not have the physical need to bed her. When Rupert thought Greg was drifting off from him because of Aida, Rupert had increased his visit to Greg more regularly than their usual rendezvous and it was during one of their tryst that Sonja had caught them.

Of course Greg had tried fighting back, to retaliate in physical force. But to his dismay Sonja easily overpower him. Sonja had beaten him up bad but not on his face and she had threatened that she would not hesitate to go after his sister, Wendy or Rupert's family if the need arose should he or Rupert even dare to sound anyone out or retaliate. On the other hand Greg had felt a momentarily relief when Aida had agreed to 'marry' Alex. At least she would be safe under Alex protection for a while. But seems he was wrong. Sonja's obsessions with destroying Aida and her obsessions with Alex was far greater than he have thought. Now there was really nothing he could do except to watch the news for the next few days. Someone out there would eventually drink the contaminated mineral water and get very sick and then news would spread like wildfire about the Jefferson's water. What was Sonja's real reason for committing this heinous act no one will know; only she herself would know the real reason. It's definitely not just an obssessions for Alex.

Right now he need to plan to get his sister out of Philly, preferably out of the country completely without Sonja's knowledge. He thought of Aida, she might just help him. He hate to ask Aida for help after what he had done to her but he doesn't have a choice and he gotta help Rupert's family too. Suddenly his mobile rang, he picked it up and look at the screen and noted it was an unlisted number. Must be her. Greg thought sickeningly. He would have to take this call whether he like it or not.

"Hello..."

"I presumed you boys have done what I have ask you to?" came Sonja's voice over the other end.

"Yes," replied Greg curtly. He was seething in fury but he had to control his anger. Can't antagonize the bitch.

"Wonderful, I shall see you both at the party tomorrow, usual place," said Sonja sweetly.

"I had an appoint..." Before Greg could finish, Sonja interrupted him.

"You will be there and on time!" said Sonja, her voice cold, sending a chill down Greg's spine. That said she hung up on Greg.

Greg was so mad he flung his mobile across the room. Both he and Rupert have no choice. Follow the orders or face the consequences. It took him a long time before he fell into a troubled sleep.

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Aida was on cloud nine for the next two months. She felt no regrets of giving herself to Alex. She thought after that night Alex would leave her to be but he did not, instead he spent every night with her thereafter. He seems to have an insatiable libido. Each night he would take her again and again to the highest peak of ecstasy before letting her sleep. His sexual appetite for her does not confine to the nights or mornings only. At times he would suddenly comes home in the afternoon and make love to her before going back to the office. He played her body like a masterful musician with his instrument and in turn he would teach her to play with his body just as he with hers.

Tonight they had gone to the mayor and his wife's fortieth anniversary dinner and dance. They were having a conversation with the mayor and he had hinted of an early retirement from the political scene and had jovially suggested Alex should give it a try, citing reasons that America need more young blood instead of way over the hills old men to run the country's affairs. Alex had politely laugh it off saying his business would keep him so busy to think about mayor-ship during the day and his night would be too busy entertaining his young wife which elicited whoops of laughter from the group much to Aida's embarrassment.

Soon the men moved onto more serious topics and the ladies were left to themselves. Aida was having a casual conversation with the mayor's wife a stately handsome lady in her late 60s, when a familiar saccharin sweet voice interrupted them.

"Well, good evening Mrs. Brooklyn," said Sonja sweetly then dramatically added, pretending as if she just saw Aida. "Oh! And good evening to you too Mrs. Jefferson, you look wonderful tonight!"

"Hello there, Miss Matthias, it's wonderful you could make it to our dinner," replied Mrs. Brooklyn cordially.

"Oh, I wouldn't miss it for anything," said Sonja flashing her brightest smile at them.

"I see you know Mrs. Jefferson too," said Mrs. Brooklyn.

"Oh yes, we were once colleague, weren't we, until her arrest...Oops pardon me, I almost forgotten, you were cleared off all charges! So how have you been Aida?" said Sonja, her voice had took on a slightly sharp edge when she addressed Aida. Just then Mrs. Brooklyn was called away to take a call leaving the two women on their own.

"So, I see you are still able to hold on to Alex's interest on you after six months. How time flies...you must be enjoying yourself getting your cunt fucked by Alex big cock. And a small thing like you, I am surprised he hadn't split you in two," said Sonja crudely, all pretentious gone. She did not even bother to hide the maliciousness in her voice any longer knowing everyone was busy in his or her own conversations but the bright smile was still plastered on her face.