Readers should revert to EGGW BBQ Pool Party for detailed background.
The BBQ at Mario and Maria's villa had not gone well for the couples' relationship, but in the circumstances that could have been expected by both parties. Chris was being pressured to lock down the sale and the client was doing a last minute negotiation knowing Chris would be earning a commission of substantive dollars from the deal.
Sarah was caught proverbially in the middle or should we say propositioned from both sides.
The venue for the "negotiations" was a Xmas party for a swingers group that Mario and Maria happened to be members of for some years. Thus there were substantial amounts of sexual leverage being exerted on Chris and Sarah, but more so by Chris on Sarah.
Sarah told Chris "no way" and demanded her second honeymoon rights, only to be photographed in the nude with appropriate amounts of semen over her body from a frustrated Boris that he dumped on her while she slept.
Breakfast was endured in silence back at their hotel, where Chris announced he may spend the day with Mario's "people", presumably including Marietta between the sheets and her legs. So Sarah responded by organising a work session at an Artificial Intelligence laboratory with two hunks she met at the Conference.
Sarah was seeking some style of revenge for Chris's absence from their second honeymoon and his bonking of some of the female staff employed by Mario. Chris was oblivious to anything other than getting the sale and the commission and if he had to bonk half of Mario's staff to do it he would.
The AI Laboratory
On the way to the lab to meet Frank and his offsider Sarah sought recommendations of a quality restaurant and a four or five star hotel near her destination. As it turned out both were in the same hotel and within 50 metres of the back entrance of the lab. She got the details and inserted them into her smart phone, as insurance just in case.
She had undone the top three buttons of her blouse to just above her bra line, ensuring she would keep her "teachers" interested while she extracted all she needed from them on AI to use back in Houston via her employers new think tank.
By now Sarah's skills in manipulating men and ascertaining information from them that she needed had grown exponentially over the last 8 months. A balance of tease, flirt, act dumb, indirect questions and an appropriate amount of cleavage had stood her in great shape intellectually. Hence her elevation at home base into the new think tank with James.
She was greeted warmly at reception and escorted through the impressive computer lab work benches through to a temperature controlled room to meet with Frank and Harry. These guys were still hunks but they had the attire of super geeks that knew how to market computer generated software.
Two hours flew by, with Sarah being co-operative with the occasional bend forward to check out what was happening on the screens and to play with input keys, but of course flashing her mesh bra and nipple bumps when the correct moment arrived. The cooler temperatures did nothing to hide the nipple bumps anyway and the two "teachers" did not miss the overtones.
What was really fascinating was the new research these guys were doing into Augmented Reality and the demonstrations they provided with high quality 3D glasses and holograms. Frank and Harry were clearly going all out to impress Sarah and keep her interest in their employers developing technologies. There were monetary possibilities after all and those holograms were awesome. The sexy side of holograms was not missed by Frank as they showed Sarah what could be done with mirror imaging of sports stars and how they could be used for "teaching" purposes.
By 1.00pm Sarah had gotten all the information she needed for now and saved what she was allowed to a flashcard the guys provided so she could play some more when she had time back at her workstation in Houston. Her plan was to submit her report to James and see where that took her in her new role.
Sarah: Well guys you have been super marvellous. I cannot thank you enough (while bending forward and putting the flashcard in her shoulder bag). I did promise you lunch (while looking at Frank's face while he checked out her covered boobs down her opened blouse). Is that still Ok? I don't have any more appointments this afternoon, so would enjoy your company if that still works for you?
The cabbie said the fish across at the hotel restaurant behind your lab is fantastic?
Frank and Harry were most gracious and accepted immediately, probably having agreed to do so when Sarah's call came in this morning. Like why would they not?
The Hotel
Within minutes they were escorted to a table towards the quiet back part of the restaurant. There were few customers because it was Monday, so Sarah could choose wherever she wished and speak openly. She sat between the guys and was able to see out to the foyer and through to the villas surrounding the internal bay.
Fish, some blackened, some grilled was ordered by all, to be washed down with some great Californian Rose.
By 2.30pm they were all in a great mood, until Sarah received a text from Chris. She glanced down and was visably unimpressed with what she read.
"Hi Honey, have just signed off the majors, but some admin stuff to be agreed with staff. Have to stay overnight and finish off tomorrow. Will change my flights and increase my stay at our hotel. Worst case may have to stay a few extra days."
Sarah texted back: Chris you know I have to be back in Houston tomorrow morning.
Chris: Sorry but no choice. Hope to see you tomorrow night when I get home. Got to run. Bye.
Sarah looked at the two guys with some mixed feelings of anger and knowing. He was going to be bonking Marietta until the wee hours tonight.
Sarah: Look at this guys.
She passed the phone to Frank and then to Harry.
Sarah went quiet for a few moments and the guys went to apologise and leave. The timing was perfect.
Sarah: No wait. Please hear me out.
The guys sat back.
Sarah: Chris and I came here for our second honeymoon, after a rocky 6 months of us working apart. I know that this means he is going to be shacked up with at least one of his clients tonight bonking his brains out, celebrating his big commission. I have to be back in Houston tomorrow for an early meeting, with a flight out around 8.00 tonight. Meaning I just made a rather naughty decision. Not revenge or anything so juvenile, but why is he getting all the fun and I just work.