REPORTING -8 CANCUN AND BRING ME THE MONEY
This is the continuation of the Reporting series and it also continues to mesh with other series dealing with Houston and its somewhat mature and occasionally irrational residents. In some cases irrational is an understatement, money does that to some people and it is up to you to make up your own mind on the desirability meets the consequences balance.
The story does very much stand on its own, although readers will get considerably more from the story having read previous parts. The focus is on one of the three central characters, Toni and her life as it unfolds and develops after the traumas she and her friends had endured/enjoyed post their trip to Las Vegas.
Jake is Toni's immature husband. Ali is Mike's nympho marketing girlfriend and Mike is Jake's CEO at Consult Co Inc. Raphael and Angie are Directors of a very wealthy family group operating in the oil and gas industry and Marietta is Raphael's step sister, who is also a Director.
MONEY, MONEY, MONEY IN A RICH MANS WORLD...
And so goes on that great song from ABBA.
Wednesday afternoon 2 January 2019
Jake had driven to Mike and Ali's unit block having announced he had achieved this major new contract with Raphael's family company. He has escaped from Marietta's clutches and crashed at home for a few hours sleep, shower and clean up. Toni and the kids were thankfully not a home.
He pushed the security button on the ground floor inter-com to be greeted by Ali's sexy voice:
Is
that you Jake? Come on up and bring that contract with you.
It seemed to take forever to go from the ground up to the penthouse floor. Jake was so hyped up that he stumbled through the front door to be greeted by Ali alone.
Ali:
Mike had to go out for a dinner, so he will not be back for a few hours. Let me look at that contract. Just get comfortable and join me at the table when you are ready. There is a glass of syrah there waiting for you. I mulled it warm for you.
Jake was given a few minutes to take in his surrounds and Ali's attire while she took the contract to their dining table and reviewed its contents, the signatures and the initial $100,000 cheque to pay for mobilisation.
It was warm and very comfortable so he took off his cold weather gear and jacket and left them in the foyer.
Here was Ali pouring over the contract with her glasses on the end of her nose, totally engrossed and sipping her own mulled red.
Jake knew that Ali and Mike were very sexual beings, but here was Ali covered in only a see through silk style negligee with lace inserts and a central tie. To say this negligee would have been expensive is to underestimate the ability of the French to extract money from their wealthy clients. It was truly beautiful and Ali looking absolutely stunning. Her make up was minimal, but her hair was in perfect place, not a hair was loose. Her eyes flashed as every time she saw those key clauses well negotiated in the contract brought her face to light up and smile.
Jake could see her nipples beneath her negligee seemingly becoming more intensely interested as that contract met her and Mike's expectations plus some.
Her lips were moistening as her tongue slipped loosely across her mouth as she reached the last page and that cheque.
Ali looking over her glasses and noticing Jake's eyes had focused on her attire:
You are brilliant. This is fantastic stuff. Mike is over the moon with this deal, because he was able to take this news to the brokers for this evening's meeting. I always knew you would perform. You must be special in many ways to get this deal signed.
Jake looking at her hand which was firmly holding that mulled wine glass:
Yes, it took a lot of effort and there is another contract coming up with them in late March.
Ali as she surreptitiously let her tie slip around her waist exposing more of her beneath her negligee:
I think you need to be rewarded most handsomely Jake. Now I have a great idea as to how to do that if you have an hour or two? I think we need to entertain each other, seeing Mike is out and we are at loose ends?
Ali extended her hand out to Jake as she stood from the table drinking the last of her red and allowing her negligee to slip from her shoulders:
Come with me Jake. I have always thought you could be a special lover if the right occasion arose. Prove it to me...
Nothing more need be said.
Ali had fabulous figure as Jake looked over every inch of this body he was about to enjoy. He and all the other Directors had secretly lusted over her every time she came to the office for their Board meetings. It was his time and he was going to make the most of it. His mind was now between his legs.
Ali led Jake to her second bedroom where she had a large circular water bed. If Jake had his mind about him he would have realised this was the same room where the video had been taken of Ali enjoying the pleasures of Mike that he had seen back in the Boardroom weeks ago. Assuming Jake did get his brain onto his shoulders he may have recognised that there was movement sensitive cameras in that room turning on their systems as they entered.
Jakes eyes were focused on Ali's body now his for an hour or two dependent upon his performance. His "practice sessions" with Marietta, the swingers clubs and Angie had put him in a perfect position to perform to this nympho. She hopefully would welcome him back as often as she could find excuses to get him between her legs. Time would tell.
Jake admired a silky soft skin with absolutely no blemishes anywhere on her body, barring two dimple like marks on her rear that hardly would be described as imperfections. A minute sign of cellulite on her rear, which had that perfect shape for holding and making love. Her buns were tight and apple like as they wobbled ever so slightly while she drew Jake closer to her bed. Apart from her lustrous hair now drooping down her back she had not one hair anywhere on sight on that gym toned physique. Her tall frame accentuated her rolling hips and the hair criss-crossing her back as she led Jake towards that consuming bed. Her boobs were solid and perky, suggesting they were naturally formed and not enhanced, probably around 38C and perfectly pear like. Her hips were made for lovemaking and her pussy was leaking. She was looking forward to her next visitor between her legs.
Turning to face Jake he noticed for the first time the smallest of nipple rings over her right breast, with the symbol of that swinger's club dropping from the ring as it flashed light reflections. On her wrist she had a small bracelet again with that small droplet of the clubs emblem attached.
Her eyes now focused on Jake's:
Do you trust me Jake?