He Never Saw That Coming
Another Honey We Need to Talk
My thanks to Bigjim48 and SaddleTramp for their inputs. Their inputs made this a so much better read.
Please remember I do have a physical handicap. I have Typo-Glaucoma. It is the inability to write proper grammar.
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"Tom, I'm sorry," apologized Mr. Cooper, the CEO of Maverick Manufacturing. "I shouldn't even be telling you this information. It would violate the NDS I signed. But, I wanted to give you a heads up to get your resume out on the streets before everyone else."
Tom slumped back in his seat.
"You did a great job, and I feel you single-handedly saved my company and everyone's job. But your success was also your downfall after your company saving improvement. After that, I could afford to retire."
Mr. Cooper sat at his desk across from Tom and leaned back in his chair. He ran his hands up across his face and then through his hair. Sighing, I'm tired. After 30 years of running this operation, I'm wearing out. This buyout will allow me to retire and travel the world with Donna. I'm 75 now, and I don't have much time to enjoy myself. If I don't do it now, I never will."
Tom sat in shock. After all, he had done. So this was the thanks he got. Apparently, it's true that no good deed goes unpunished, he thought.
"I appreciate the heads up. How long do I have before you announce the buyout?"
"We are looking at Monday. They already have an entire team in operations. I imagine they will give you a severance package. They don't want to come in and look like monsters. It scares the hell out of the employees they keep.
"They're a pretty good company, and they treat their people fairly. I can't tell you who they are. I have told you more than I should, Tom, because I like you. And your saved my company with your revolutionary ideas. So please don't throw me under the bus."
Tom stood up, stuck out his hand, and thanked Mr. Cooper for everything. However, he cringed at the thought that he would face the "wifezilla" later.
Tom had met Ali, short for Alexandria when he pursued his master's in Industrial Engineering at Georgia Tech. He met Ali when she showed up with her girlfriends at his fraternity party one Saturday night. She was a cute 5-foot, 2-inch, 105 lb. brown-eyed, brunette fox with a smile to die for.
Tom is 6'1" and 195 lb. blond air blue-eyed with a wiry body. Tom and Ali fit perfectly together. He played intramural sports to keep in shape. But Tom didn't go to Tech to play sports. Instead, he went to get the best education money could buy.
Unfortunately, he was one of the millions of students whose parents made a good living but still couldn't afford to raise five kids and pay for college. So he was expected to pay for his own schooling from an early age.
Thanks to the state lottery and excellent grades, he qualified for the lottery scholarship program. He got most of it paid for by having good grades in high school by the lottery. However, he still had to pay for his books and living expenses. Even with all the scholarships, he was still thousands of dollars in debt.
Ali graduated from Georgia State with a degree in Business Administration and Marketing one semester before Tom did. She landed a job with Essex Manufacturing about two hours north of Atlanta off Interstate 575.
Ellijay was a small community that sat in a valley resounded by the Appalachian Mountains. The city had grown to approximately 75,000 residents because of the suburban sprawl from Atlanta. The only drawbacks to the city were that there were only two companies nearby where he could work without driving 2 hours each way to Atlanta. The only other option in the area is working as a fast-food manager.
Essex was an excellent opportunity for Ali's future. So he bit the bullet and managed to land a position at Superior Manufacturing. Unfortunately, it was a much smaller company with little chance for advancement for him. But Ali's future was seemingly unlimited.
When they first arrived five years ago, Ali and Tom had managed to christen every room in their modest split level that they bought after spending the first year in an apartment. They loved to camp and hike along with many trials of the local mountain parks. They took their small 18 ft Stingray tri-hull boat to Lake Hiawassee, which sat at Georgia's northeast corner during the summertime.
Ali would take off her top and lay on the boat's floor so none of the locals that fished in the area would see her deep brown, dime-size areolas topped with eraser-sized nipples.
Tom smiled at his fond memories of their lake outings. He just laid on top of Ali with his dick in her as the boat rocked back and forth from the wakes of the passing boats. Things had been going so well that they even discussed starting a family.
But all good things must come to an end. Ali wasn't happy with their lifestyle. She started wanting bigger, better, and more worldly things. She wasn't pleased with Tom's earning potential at Superior and was practically ordering him to find a new job.
Ali had become more irritable and bitchier over the last six months. Tom couldn't do anything to make her happy. The bedroom had gone dead. She bitched about him not pulling his fair share around the house and with the bills. That struck him funny since none of her paychecks went to pay the bills. So instead, it went to her own account. The thing she seemed to hate the most about him was his breathing.
He drove down the street to the split-level home they had bought four years earlier. As he moved closer to his house, he noticed Ali loading luggage into the trunk of her Honda Accord. Maybe she had decided they needed to get away for the weekend, go to Helena for Octoberfest, and reconnect. He thought perhaps he would wait till they get back to mention the buyout.
He walked into the house with a heavy heart and a forced smile. Tom turned around after shutting the door. He felt his wife's soft lips press hard against his, and his eyes got wide with her passion. She was smiling, the smile that made his heart flutter.
Ali moved in to hug him. She placed her mouth up to his ear. Then, whispering into his ear, "What I am about to tell you will not affect mine and your relationship. After this weekend, I will be yours and only yours forever.
It is a one-time event that will benefit us for the rest of our lives and for our future children. So, if you really love me, you will l smile and say, yes, dear. And wait for me to come back Sunday night, and I'll make it up to you.
"Please come into the living room and sit down across from Robert and me. And listen to me very carefully while I tell you what's going on. If you don't comply, I will cut you off and make your life miserable. And it will be months before you get a sniff of my cookie again. So you, WILL, go along with this, or I'll make your life a living hell. And besides, you might like being my cuck."
Tom stood in shock as his so-called loving wife pulled him into the living room. She sat him down across from Robert Bradshaw, the CEO of Essex Manufacturing, then plopped her ass next to Robert on the couch. Robert stared at Tom, not revealing anything of the nature of the upcoming conversation.
Until now, Ton had always admired the man. Mr. Bradshaw was fast becoming the most powerful man in the county and one of the most influential men in Georgia. Yet, he had an iron discipline with a strong desire to succeed. Tom had met him at Ali's company Christmas parties and summer picnics near Blue Ridge.
His wife's family owned a secluded estate about 19 miles up into the mountains from Blue Ridge. This estate included a 100-acre lake with docks and a 10,000 sq. ft., 10 room, ten-bedroom bath log cabin. Surrounded the primary resident were 10, 1000 sq. foot mini cottages--an Olympic-sized swimming pool in the back of the house with a fully functional outdoor bar and kitchen.
Robert's wife, Rebeca, was a lovely attractive woman. Not a beauty, but oozed class and confidence. She worked beside Robert building his company from scratch. They have four children, two girls and two strapping boys. Although her parents had money and a lot of it, she didn't.
The family had been in Georgia since the early 1700. After the military forced the Indians out, they moved to the local area. The family moved onto the empty land and mined the gold in the area. For years the clan ruled the area keeping the wealth within a few families.
Then, during the Civil war, they hid their gold from the Confederacy, so when the war was over, they bought large tracts of land in the Appalachian area of Lumpkin and Dahlonega counties. Over the years, they gentrified themselves from backwoodsmen to pillars of the community. Salacious rumors floated around about the family for years, as is sometimes the norm, but none could ever be verified.
Tom had met the eldest daughter at all the company's events. However, the first time he met her was five years earlier at the annual company Christmas party. His first opportunity to speak to her was when Ali danced with Robert. Unfortunately, Rebeca was sick that evening, and Constance stepped in as hostess.
Rebecca graduated from the University of Georgia. So much for taste. Tom likes to rib her by asking her, "What do most Georgia graduates call Georgia Tech graduates? BOSS." That got him a slap on the arm. But she was pleasant and easy to talk to. They discussed the upcoming Georgia-Alabama National Championship football game, and it was only October. Over the following eight times they met, they seemed to migrate together.
Ali let Tom know she thought Constance was developing a crush on him. She chuckled and warned him to watch himself. He chuckled back and told his wife that she was the only woman for him.
Robert always dressed impeccably to go along with his good looks. He noticed Mr. Bradshaw holding large vanilla envelopes with both hands staring intently at Tom.
Ali smiled, took a deep breath, and spoke, "Tom. Robert," Tom noticed with that statement, Robert's eyes shifted to Ali with a discerning look.
"And I will be spending the weekend together at his family's estate. We will be discussing my future. No, I mean our future with the company.
"Yes, we will have sex and enjoy each other's company. I will be giving Robert my virgin ass as a bonus to show him my total commitment to Essex Manufacturing. This will allow me to take over the new position as vice-president of Essex. It will give us double the money. In addition, the promotion will allow us to move into a larger house. With the raise, I can work full time, and you can stay home and be a house-husband and raise our kids.
"I will be back Sunday night. Robert and I will never sleep together again. I'll need a week to recover from what I hear is his huge cock. After that, I will let you reclaim my body. I will then let you have the anal sex you have been begging for since we met."
Tom slowly stood up from his chair and, without a word, headed toward the back of the house.
"You get back here right now, Tom. I'm not through with you yet. Stop being a child about this, or you want to get any for a year."
Tom yelled, "I'll be right back."
Tom walked into the room a minute later.
Ali looked at him and said, "Sit your ass down."
