Walter and Martha Wilding drove to Barbara and Jeremy’s new home to pick up Barbara’s parents, George and Hilda. Hilda insisted they come in for some coffee and a pecan loaf she had just taken out of the oven an hour earlier.
Walter and Martha knew the house well because they had been good friends with the contractor and his wife. Jeremy had already left, because Pastor Sarah wanted to discuss the photographs she needed of the hotel and resort for the brochure.
Jeremy had arrived earlier than expected, just as Sarah was getting out of the shower. Since he had a key to the parsonage he let himself in. Sarah heard him come in and said, “I will be right down.”
As Jeremy started climbing the steps, he said, “I have a better idea!”
Quickly wrapping a towel around her nude body, she said, “Jeremy, remember you are engaged to be married in two weeks.”
“Then consider it a pre-marital counseling session with my pastor.” Jeremy said as he removed the towel from her body.
“It will have to be quick.” Sarah said, “Barbara will be here in thirty minutes.”
Jeremy was undressing as he followed her into the bedroom. Without any foreplay, they began fucking in the missionary position. He pounded her with more force than she realized he was capable of and she did her best to keep up. Within a few minutes they exploded together with unbelievable force.
When she had regained her breath, she said, “It appears to me that you may require some ongoing post-marital counseling.”
Barbara was just leaving to drop Jason off at daycare.
As they were having coffee, Barbara’s mother said, “I never would have believed our daughter could have a home that is this nice. And did you see that car!”
Walter said “Brian Sharkey is one of the most successful businesspersons in the city. I am glad to see him and Susan getting back together. I hope things work out for them this time.”
Martha asked what type of work George and Hilda did in Louisiana.
“George is a general contractor, building new homes and I have a hair salon with a staff of six people.” Hilda replied.
Walter said, “Don’t let Pastor Sarah know that or you will be building low income homes and running a cosmetology school for disadvantaged women.”
“That might not be all bad.” George replied. “We would love to watch Jason grow up and Hilda has already had some attractive offers for her salon.”
“This is the most exciting church we have ever been involved in.” Hilda added.
“You wouldn’t have thought that three months ago.” Martha said “The property was so run down and we were lucky to have twenty-five people in attendance on a Sunday morning. We haven’t had Sunday School classes in five years and no choir for eight or nine years. I don’t know what led Pastor Sarah to us, but she has set this place on fire. People I meet on the street, that go to other churches, are wanting to know what happened all of a sudden. Some are coming to check it out and staying. Rumor has it that some of the other ministers got together to figure out a strategy to keep their members. I think Sarah has intimidated them. Not one pastor in town has made an effort to contact her or welcome her.”
Hilda got her beach bag with a change of clothes and her new bathing suit. They headed for the dock for Hilda’s private yacht trip. Martha had to assure her that there was adequate food on the yacht, that she didn’t have to pack a picnic for Walter and herself.
As they arrived at the dock and Hilda saw which boat was Walter’s she thought moving here might have other advantages. Several of the other Yacht owners came over to talk with Walter about their outing for tomorrow night’s fun raiser for Pastor Sarah’s home for abused women and children. Walter introduced them to Hilda and George.
As they started to board the yacht, Walter turned to the group and said, “Don’t forget your checkbooks tomorrow night.”
Hilda noticed more than one of the Yacht owners checking her out. She was wearing shorts and a blouse with a bra that lifted her more than adequate breast.
“So how much do you think you can raise tomorrow night?” George asked Walter.
“At least a million.” Walter replied.
“Wow!” George said. “Does Pastor Sarah know you are talking about that much money?”
“No, and don’t say anything to her. I want that to be a surprise. Each of them could give a million or more if they really get sold on the project. Only two of them have yachts as small as this one. Pointing out who owned which yacht, George realized that Walter had some very wealthy friends.”
Martha started her routine of untying the ropes as Hilda and Walter went on board.
“I will see you at four o’clock” Martha called out as she and George walked to the car.
Taking a camera from her bag, Hilda said, “I want to take a picture of some of these yachts as we pass them leaving the harbor.”
A couple of the men she had met were standing on the stern of their yachts waving as they went by. The man who had been most obvious owned a yacht that looked to be almost twice the size of Walter’s. She took his picture waving capturing the name of the yacht “Pearl” in the picture. He was also the youngest, looking to be under forty. She decided she was going to get a private trip on that yacht at some point.
“Is Pearl his wife’s name?” Hilda asked Walter.
“No, His wife’s name is Gloria, Pearl is his wife’s grandmother’s name. His grandfather owned a company that made colognes, perfumes, shaving supplies, beauty shop and barber shop products, etc. His wife Pearl experimented with making some products for women from herbs. They named them the Pearl line of women’s fragrances.”
“I have seen that line in the exclusive stores” Hilda said. “Some of the perfumes are extremely expensive.”
“It didn’t catch on right away. About the time Gloria’s father took over the business, was when the world found out about the benefits of herbs. Pearl’s husband died at about sixty and Pearl spent the rest of her life traveling the world in search of exotic herbs for her perfumes. One of the herbs only grows on some remote island in the South Pacific and she found some way to have the exclusive rights to the herb. The perfume from that herb is the highest priced item in the line.”
Gloria has a brother who went in search of himself and to the best of anyone’s knowledge he is still looking. When her father retired, Gloria became the CEO of the company which is now a conglomerate reaching around the globe with interest in all types of companies.
“Rodney, the man you just took a picture of, is a financial broker with one customer. The one customer is his wife. He manages her income from the business. The yacht you saw has an office on it, so he can conduct business from anywhere he might be. Come cold weather, he will head for the Bahamas.”
“Does she go with him?”
“She works about eighty hours a week and never takes a vacation. It is hard to believe that she will be with him tomorrow night for our fundraiser.”
