Part 2 - Excitement in London
Authors Note: Thanks to my many happy readers. The second part of the saga of our two lovers follows them to London. If you are just encountering this story, your enjoyment will be enhanced by reading the first part, which is at www.literotica.com/s/a-couple-pt-01.
The usually long line for cabs at Paddington was short when we struggled out of the station with our bags. Lisa's place was on the north side of Hyde Park and we were there in less than ten minutes. She saw the cab and came down to grab a bag and usher us inside. I sent the two of them up first, and brought the baggage on a second trip.
Lisa's place in Manhattan was nice. The London flat was fancier and decorated with style. She smiled at me and said, "Well, Oscar, your sis isn't doing too badly, is she?"
The three of us hugged and kissed in the middle of the foyer. "I have to tell you a secret, all this part of the flat is for entertaining clients. Tres elegante and all that. Come on back and I'll show you where some work gets done."
It turned out that all of the top floor was Lisa's, divided into three areas. The front entertainment and kitchen area. A suite of four offices and workrooms. And a cozy mini-apartment with three bedrooms and an impressive modern bath. Putting our stuff in one of the bedrooms, she showed us the office area. In the room crammed with computers, and what looked like several impressive servers, was a woman who came out and was introduced as Madelyn Smith.
"Madelyn is a Brit with a first in Math from Oxford who came to MIT just as I was finishing and did a PhD with the same professor I had. She's also a jock who rowed stroke for Oxford women. Best of all, she is my partner in crime in West End Enterprises!"
She said, "Sorry for my outfit. It gets damnably hot in there with the servers. We've been around with the Council about better AC but they seem to have the horrors about anything showing outside. Our engineer is working hard on it."
Madelyn had on running shorts and a crimson tank that showed off a very nice body with lots of curves and muscles. "Lisa invited me to dinner tonight, but I have a meeting with clients in the City I can't get out of. I really would like to chat you up if we have a chance. Lisa has great stories."
Lisa offered naps, showers, drinks and anything else we needed.
Natalie answered, "We've blown a hole in your schedule. Don't let us keep you from this high powered operation. You can fill us in over dinner."
"Ok. Make yourself at home. I'll get you a key to the elevator if you want to go out. No one gets up here without our knowing about it." She pointed to a small battery of video monitors.
She added, "Madelyn has her own place, but keeps clothing here in the third bedroom for occasions like tonight when she has to deal with clients. You are still as casual about the bath as you were in New York?" There was a sinister grin on her face.
Natalie grinned back and said, "Worse, much worse," and made a dive for her. Lisa shrieked and ran down the hall to her office.
I found some wine and curled up with the Times on the sofa in the den. Natalie changed out of her travel dress and poked around. Wine glass in hand, she sat down next to me and said, "Nice digs?"
"Very nice, we need the full story. Do you suppose she will let us buy dinner?"
"Younger sister making good in London? I doubt it."
She turned herself sideways with her head in my lap. "Do I get to doze?"
I was still reading when Lisa appeared silently from behind me and kissed my ear. "It is SO good to see you. And engaged! I never thought I would see the day."
Natalie's arm reached up and pulled Lisa over on top of us. She kissed her and put a tight arm around her waist. "I'll tell you more shocking news! He was the one who said we had to go somewhere and talk. He was the one who got down on his knees and said he would marry me anytime and anywhere. I'm still trying to recover and decide if this is the same guy who was the master of non-commitment for years."
Lisa was kissing me as Natalie tickled her and made her jump. We worked her around so we had her on the sofa with both of us on top. "So, younger sister, what about your romantic attachments?"
Natalie was smiling and poking at the braless nipple pushing against the tee shirt. "I suppose no one bothers with underwear around here, either?"
Lisa whispered, "I will spill the beans about my love life over dinner. I'm taking you to a private club that I was invited to join two months ago. The rich old boys were upstaged by rich young studs who wanted some rich young women to chase!"
Natalie said, "My thesis advisor took me to a club in New York one time, and my bottom got mercilessly pinched."
Lisa giggled, "This place is not anywhere as safe as bottom pinching. These guys have studied the arts of hitting on allegedly defenseless women. Except we aren't all that defenseless any more." She looked up to see Madelyn arriving. "Isn't that right?"
"So,, they've got you under control, have they? Good thing. I'm going to change, but there is one last call coming from the States about that analytics project on cotton futures. Can you take it? Here's the phone."
In twenty minutes a gong sounded somewhere. Lisa extricated herself to answer it. Madelyn hollered, "Two minutes."
We wandered to the front windows. There was a Rolls with liveried driver in the street. Lisa said, "She's going all out tonight."
Madelyn's voice behind said, "There's a hundred million pounds on the table, and West End's fee is one percent of that if the deal goes through."
We turned around. She said, "Well?"
I whistled. Natalie said, "Perfect." Lisa said, "Go get 'em, kid."
Madelyn was in an almost empire waisted charcoal dress with crimson faced pleats and a hemline right at her knee. The matching top was fashioned to her toned shoulders and showed off an impressive cleavage. The three inch heels and dark stockings did great things to her legs.
Lisa said, "She's got her pushup bra on." Madelyn scowled, but then laughed. "A girl's got to make the best of what she has."
I said, "Don't lean over too far and let anything fall out!"
She smiled a tight smile and said, "What room is he in? I'll be back with my flogger."
With that, she was into the elevator and off to the high stakes dinner.
I grabbed Lisa and wrapped her around my shoulder. "I've missed being around you and having a wrestle now and then."
"Since you have so much energy, what about a quick run in the Park? Do you have your stuff with you?"
We dug out our running clothes and got ready. Going down in the elevator, I said, "What do the two of you do for serious security when you need it?"
We were out on the street, making our way the three blocks to Hyde Park.
"There are lots of good security firms in London, for obvious reasons. Contacts for small outfits like us are usually word of mouth. They come to see your layout and develop a profile of needs. Physical space, staff, amount of travel and where, level of surveillance. They go away and come back with a proposal binder with pages of recommendations and a hair raising retainer."
We were in the Park on a marvelous day. Small puffy English clouds, hardly any breeze, lots of people out. Even a few horses at this late hour.
Lisa continued, "Madelyn's folks are academics, but her dad is on several Boards and knows his way around security. We had lunch with him and talked risks and probabilities. He has a Chair in Political Economy and kidded us about advising two Math Phd's on probability!"
"The bottom line is that there is a panic button in the flat that will bring a large tough guy running in ten minutes or less. There are security trained drivers for outings where there might be a hazard. Madelyn's driver tonight was from our security firm. The City after dark can be tough. When we go abroad on business, there is an arrangement for a qualified bodyguard if we think one is needed. Africa and the Middle East, for instance."
She paused, "That's probably more than you wanted to know?"
Natalie puffed and said, "Our jobs aren't very compatible with our new relationship. We're wondering about changing."
"Oh my. You are into thinking big." She added, "What about one more time around?"
We nodded and kept going. Natalie traded elbows with Lisa and said, "That's why we came to see you. To get the advice of a big thinker."
Lisa looked at me and colored more than she already was. "This isn't just a sisterly visit?"
I frowned at her and said, "No. This is serious stuff. Two lives are at stake."
She looked at me wide eyed and then saw the smiles on our faces. "You are bad. Very bad, big brother."
We all laughed and headed in.
Lisa had us toss our sweaty clothes in front of the washing machine and led us to the giant shower. After punching several buttons, all kinds of things started happening. Waterfall from overhead, chest and crotch sprays from the wall, steam from several vents. A happening, not just a shower.
Lisa had a towel more or less wrapped around her and three glasses of wine in hand. She gestured to the giant leather sofa and said, "Make yourself comfortable. It's made for abuse."
After several sips, she said, "New jobs? What do you want to do?"
Natalie was holding my hand. She kissed it and said, "We are both independent and very good at what we do. And like those jobs. But, lying in the grass at Aland, we said, 'What if our love and our relationship comes before the jobs, instead of the other way around as it does now?' "
Lisa said, "Hmmm. This is a new Oscar and Natalie. Go on."
I said, "There isn't much more. That's why we are here. But for starters, we asked ourselves, what is the intersection in the job market of nasty viruses and complex algorithms?"
Lisa drained her glass and walked over to us, dropping the towel along the way. "Make a hole in there between you. I didn't get enough skin contact the last time we were together in New York."
She kissed both of us. I kneaded her erect and impertinent nipple. Natalie's hand was down in her pussy. "Yes, keep doing that. I'm thinking, and I'm horny. If you get me off, I promise to think of something exciting."
