Pt. 63 - One Night in Dallas

This is part 63 of my continuing story.

I suggest reading

Pt. 61 - No Rest for The Weary

and

Pt. 62 - Mixing Business and Fun!

before you get started on this chapter.

All my characters are well over the age of consent.

This is fictional work. Fiction means made up. I am a storyteller.

Any mistakes are mine as I create and edit my own work. Please forgive my typos.

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Dallas, Texas, Thursday morning, following the Nude Dinner

I slowly opened my eyes.

I was naked, in a warm bed, sporting a large and dangerous hard on nicely nestled into the butt crack of a nude pregnant female lying next to me.

How did I know she was expecting? My right hand covered her slightly bulging womb.

Snuggled behind me was another naked female. Her hard nipples were crushed into my back, and her right hand was draped over my right side, dangerously close to my private parts.

I could also feel her crotch fur. Rubbing slowly on my bare butt as she slowly humped away.

I was the male meat in a sex sandwich.

How did I get there and who were these two ladies?

My brain was still foggy from drinking champagne and an acute lack of sleep.

The lady behind me moved slightly, and her right hand pulled my right arm back so that my hand ended up on her warm, bare thigh.

She whispered to me, "Your dick. In me. Now. Please."

*******

The previous Monday afternoon and evening, in Sacramento

After a very short weekend on Maui, where I celebrated my 29

th

birthday with Ali (my girl next door and semi-regular squeeze), and my parents, I had a hectic late afternoon after landing in Sacramento.

I needed to get ready for being on the road, yet again, for the next ten days. But I had a meeting to participate in first.

My boss, Jack Colton, COB and CEO of The Corporation, was continuing to push me to divest the so-called "sideline" businesses that kept me from working full time as the Vice Chairman of The Corporation.

We met at the Hyatt in Downtown Sacramento for a cup of coffee and reviewed where things stood.

Jack had brought along his lovely wife, Amanda, and their newborn son.

While Jack was off making a call, and Ali was using the ladies room, Amanda started asking me about my lady friends. I wasn't put off by it, but she had to know that I was sleeping with (or dicking) more than just Ali.

She asked point blank if I had invited Ali to the Superbowl and I told her I did not. I'd already invited two ladies and that was going to be tricky; if a third one showed up, I instinctively knew it would end badly. Hell, just having two babes there was going to be a juggling act. Three lady friends would mean I'd end up being castrated.

I thought for a moment and decided that if things got dicey with the ladies while in Atlanta, I would simply hide out in my hotel suite and isolate myself by announcing that I had Covid.

I told Amanda, point blank, not to invite Ali to the Super Bowl. When she, Jack and Ali finished in Seattle, and they were heading off to Atlanta, they could drop Ali off in Sacramento, and that I would let her (Ali) know that I had to fly to Tokyo on short notice. That it was a company emergency!

When Ali came back from the ladies room, with a kiss and the promise of a severe pussy pounding, I sent her and her puppy to my house in a town car; I'd meet her there when my meeting with Jack ended.

Jack wrapped up his call and we discussed a few main topics:

In December, I bought (acquired) the collections legal firm from Beth (the Bitch). I introduced her in

Pt. 23 - Trapping a Cougar

followed by a second story

Pt. 24 - The Cougar Gets Collared

. She wanted me to fuck her and dominate her, but I had no interest in either. Although, she was hot and willing. I was not interested in being in bed with someone who was a bit ... deranged.

In

Pt. 39 - I'm Running on Empty

I agreed to buy the company from Beth and my plan all along was to resell (flip) it to The Corporation. That sale would take place at the end of March. Beth, happily making money on her earnout, was already asking me if there was a job for her in The Corporation.

I did have something in mind for Beth, only it was in Atlanta. She'd been a business owner for many years, and I knew that being a cog in the wheel of a large corporation would not be a pleasant experience for her. And knowing her, she'd make the people around her miserable too.

So, if my plan worked out for her and with my clients in Atlanta, she would have some autonomy but would really be working for my law firm. I'd be her boss. Which gave me a great reason

not to fuck her

! Lawsuits I do not need!

Yes, Beth was hot, very hot. Blonde, nice big tits, tight ass. In shape. No tats. She made it known that she was available for me anytime, anyplace and in any hole.

If it had been another lady, I would have already fucked her. But Beth was also a female bully and a bit of a nut job. Little wonder she wasn't in a relationship with a man for more than a couple of months. They'd fuck, I'm sure it was good, maybe even great, but then her bossiness would kick in and the man would flee.

I had arranged for Beth and all her friends in the "Roaring 40s" girl gang to fly to Atlanta and head south to Callaway Resort and Gardens for a Super Bowl weekend of golf (if the weather held off), tennis, fine dining and all that. I picked up the tab for all the ladies to reconnect with Leeann, now my client and sadly, on kidney dialysis. I told Beth if she played nice, real nice, she just might be able to take a new job in Atlanta, running the Family Office for Leeann, Connie (Leeann's mother) and for Leeann's twin daughters. Combined, they had close to $100 million in assets.

Being the plotter that I am, I had both Leeann and Connie going to Callaway while Leeann's daughters snuck into town to meet with Toni, the interior designer, and attend the Super Bowl. No need for Leeann and Connie to know of the quick trip from DC and back home again.

Plus, I was having the girls meet the dean of the law school (and his wife) who had also been invited to be in our suite. To grease the skids, I was also having the senator from the great state of Arizona join us, and I had already drafted a letter of recommendation for him to edit and sign to help the girls get into law school at ASU.

Acme Moving and Storage was also going to be sold to The Corporation too; the headquarters would be relocating from California to Springfield, Missouri.

This was to satisfy a promise I made to add jobs to the community when I bought into the community bank there, and become the second largest shareholder after Liz Anderson, the CEO.

You met Liz in

Pt. 48 - Five Babes in Four Cities

, and not only did I become a significant shareholder in the bank, she was one of the female clients of Global Fertility Partners. She was pregnant with my child. (I assumed it was a boy. That was what she was paying for!).

These two sales and the bank stock dividends would feed my already large bank account as The Corporation paid me the earnouts. I would make a tidy profit for basically flipping these two companies. I had identified some cost savings for the bank, and those measures were creating cash that was falling to the bottom line and paying out quarterly. Cha-Ching!

Jack Colton and I had also discussed selling the Printing Cooperative to an Australian conglomerate. That might take a few months, but it was a good way to jettison a business that we were finally able to turn profitable. We had an offer on the table, an Australian food cooperative, was looking to vertically integrate their supply chain.

Paige Spelling might stay with the business after it was sold, or maybe not. Just thinking about her got me chubby. She was smart, articulate and hot!

If you read

Pt. 28 - My Trip To Hong Kong

and

Pt. 29 - Pleasure Before Business!

, you will want to also read

Pt. 30 - She's a Natural Blonde

.

With my last story about Paige

Pt. 47 - From Mom to Model

, Jack had told me, specifically, and directly, as in ordered me (!) to stop fishing off the company pier, meaning quit fucking Paige. So, except for emails, text messages and an occasional Zoom call, things had cooled down between Paige and me.

Not that she didn't want to have me bang her silly. But I had to grow up and let my big head do the thinking. Don't worry, there was still a world of ladies to meet and to hopefully, go to bed with.

Of course, if Paige were no longer an employee, things would quickly change, and we'd be back in bed fucking each other's brains out!

With Jack's permission, I was going to keep my real estate interests in the Sacramento area and in Northern Nevada. I shared with him that I was going to expand these holdings, and he was fine with that. Once the office and other buildings in Sacramento were remodeled, and a property manager was on duty, the cash and profits were projected to flow.

After our "come clean" session this past weekend with my dad, I agreed to open my check book and with him as a partner, we'd make more property and building purchases. We weren't going to include Laura (the lady he was having an affair with, with my mother's permission!) in these deals, but she could get paid for services as the property manager.

The assets would be within the family. My mother would benefit with financial security for the rest of her life. Meaning she could travel the world and not be concerned about being broke. I'd be wealthier when they passed. Millions more in assets.

As for Laura, you first met her in

Pt. 16 - The Realtor Goes Above and Beyond

and then again in

Pt. 19 - My Summer of Love

.

I had an interesting experience with her in

Pt. 38 - I Get Time Away From Work

. Laura was into pegging her male partners. I didn't even want to think about her fucking my dad with a strap-on. Some things should remain between two naked people and that was one of them.

I was concerned, very concerned, that Laura would become pregnant with my father's child. I'm just saying that because it could happen and if it did, that would screw up three families quickly with long term impacts.

As for Global Fertility Partners and Global Human Capital, things were really starting to gain traction. Being a sponsor of the PGA tournaments was a low-risk way to not only help upcoming golf professionals make a living, but it also gave us an opportunity to build a bench of possible sperm donors to the female clients that Doctor Tina had lined up for breeding. At $4 million per.

It was still early in the PGA season but the team I assembled had done a great job. The process for naming, evaluating and marketing sperm donors to the growing list of female clients was working smoothly and money was starting to flow.

Following the Aerospace Opportunity Conference in Dallas, I had handed off the manufacturing companies to Ken Saito to transition from Japan to the US, but we still owned one company outside of Tokyo. I wanted to hand running that company to someone, but I didn't have any candidates. And I wasn't really interested in yet another trip to Japan.

My last trip was fun though, dropping load after load in some very hot Asian ladies:

Pt. 51 - Interesting Times in Tokyo

.

I had set up some meetings for Jack in the early evening at the hotel and finally headed home to relax and pack for my trip. Ali was waiting for me at my house.

At the top of the list of people to meet with Jack was Courtney, the lady I ran into on my way to Maui:

Pt. 61 - No Rest for The Weary

.

She had sent me some pics from her photo shoot, and I passed them to Jack as a potential car dealership spokesperson. Jack was so enamored with her beauty and grace; he was taking her to Seattle the next morning to put her to work.

*******

The work week begins ...

Ali and I were up early on Tuesday morning. It was dark, and gloomy.

I was traveling to Dallas and points east; Abi and her dog were flying to the Pacific Northwest with Jack Colton (and his wife and newborn) to start looking at hotel and car dealership remodels. Courtney was traveling with them and would be spending time with Missy Rogers, the lady who owned the marketing and public relations firm that did that work for The Corporation.

You met Missy last in

Pt. 53 - Three Beauties in 24 Hours

. Another great fuck! She'd been divorced for a few years and had buried herself in work. I loved being buried in her redhaired cunt. As did my tongue, which she fully appreciated!

Abi and I had a great time on Maui, and we continued the fuck fest in my bedroom on Monday night. Abi wanted to show me how much she cared for me, and I reciprocated with some serious pounding.

We were up too late, fooling around, and had to get out of bed early; I think we both figured we could catch up on lost sleep on the plane. Abi's lust and hot pussy was incredible... she had me groaning and spurting like never before!

The town car took me, Abi and her puppy to Sacramento Executive Airport. With a hug and a deep kiss, she was off for who knows how long. I knew she would be in safe hands with Jack.

I tipped the driver a new $100 bill and gave him the next stop; I was picking up Dina. I reminded him that mum was the word. No need to tell anyone about anything on this unscheduled pick-up. He nodded in understanding.

We headed to a nearby older but well-maintained neighborhood where I picked up Dina for our trip to Dallas.

Inside the house, her front door closed, away from the peering eyes of nosy neighbors with nothing better to do, she greeted me with a deep kiss and a tight hug that confirmed her enhanced tits were large and her nipples were erect.

Dina had no idea what she was going to go through these next few days in Dallas or what fun she was going to have in Miami.

*******

Tuesday ... on the plane to Dallas

All I could think about was at the end of the week I would be in Atlanta, attending my first Super Bowl. My only hope was that it would be a close game. Blowouts were boring!

Pt. 60 - I Just Keep Meeting Ladies

and

Pt. 61 - No Rest for The Weary

is where you met the gorgeous, classy, lady traveling to Dallas with me.

With Dina sitting next to me, I laid out her calendar for the next ten days.

She'd be in Dallas with me for two nights, then fly to Phoenix on Thursday for a crash course in event management at the bat shit crazy PGA Phoenix Open, go home to Sacramento late Saturday afternoon, attend a Super Bowl party with her friends from work, then meet me in Miami on Monday late afternoon for some nude beach time at Haulover on Tuesday and Wednesday. Thursday she'd be back in Sacramento, hopefully to start packing for a move to Dallas.

I was going to encourage her to keep her home in Sacramento; there was no need to sell it. My property management team could lease it out and maintain in, providing Dina with a nice revenue stream. In Dallas, I would think that she'd want to rent or lease something for a year or so to get a lay of the land before buying anything.

As for the rest of our trip, I was thinking that I'd hire a yacht in Miami with an all-female crew to take us out to warm her up to be nude outdoors. Who knows what I might unleash out on the ocean with a sexually pent-up mid forty something blonde hottie?

But I also wanted her to be on full display at Haulover Beach. Maybe to spice things up I'd hire a support team (makeup, hair, some sexy bathing suits) and get an all-nude photo shoot done.

Over the weekend Dina sent me two versions of her resume. One was functional, the other chronological. I was impressed at the progress she had made from on-the-air talent to a top in-house office management "guru."

I also received from Debra, my partner in the event planning and management company, a list of all the things she wanted to get off her plate. I quickly sized up that Debra's list would be a great job description for Dina.

I'd know more as I observed Dina in Dallas at the big event we were running that evening, and as she met and interacted with the company team, and visited our big-name client, the NFL team in Dallas, as well as another major client, the NBA team there. Dina wanted a change of scenery; this was her chance.

We'd spent one night together and since then, had only been able to text each other. She was one of the plaintiffs suing her corporate employer and she was also suing her boss, the HR manager of the television station. She was on vacation for this week and next, ready to learn about how a new life might work out as a working partner in a growing company.

Dina was dressed appropriately for flying first class. Her hair was recently done, and her manicured nails were classy. She wore a minimal amount of makeup, and her lips looked very kissable. Dina was a great kisser, and she knew how to pleasure a man. I was drained when I left her Friday morning!

I told her that legal papers were going to be served at the television station that day just before lunch on behalf of all the plaintiffs. The station GM was going to be served at the hospital where he was recovering from pneumonia.

We spent the flight talking, laughing, and getting to know one another. I was certainly smitten with her, and she made no secret that she was attracted to me too. Not wife material, as she was past her prime, but she was certainly outstanding in bed! And she was very nice to look at! Funny, smart, loved to laugh.

I did ask her about the sexual harassment she was receiving from her boss, the HR manager at the television station. Dina's story was interesting, and I got large and hard as she shared with me the intimate details of how she got involved, sexually, for the first time with another female, with one of her fellow Rose Bowl Court members.

(This was the first time I had heard about her participation in the world-famous Rose Bowl, and it helped me to understand how Dina might have gotten a reputation as a player with the ladies... leading to being harassed at the television station she worked at. But I let her tell her story).