All characters engaging in sexual activities are 18 years of age or older.
Any grammar or spelling mistakes are my own.
Sheila and Beverly were in the conference room, getting it ready for the shift change meeting. That's where the first shift workers and second shift workers met and exchange information on any problems that had arisen that day. It was also where they passed along any scuttlebutt that happened, and they both knew that the topic was going to be Sofia hauling Joseph by his ear, into Jackson's office.
They had sat out the donuts and muffins on the table, along with the napkins beside them. They had all three coffeemakers going. Sheila and Beverly were one of the first hires that Jackson and Joseph had made when they started American Network Securities Systems. They loved working there. The people were wonderful. There was a good age mix of them. Some had families and some didn't. What made it all work so well together was the atmosphere.
Everyone loved working for Jackson. He took the time to know your name. Your wife or husband's name. Your children's names. Where your spouse worked. Where your kids went to school. All those important pieces of information that made you feel like the person cared about you. He knew how to talk to the individual. He could handle disputes easily between workers on the rare occasion they occurred. Jackson ran the day-to-day aspects of the business. He created, maintained, updated, and developed new software for the computer securities system.
Everyone tolerated Joseph. They all accepted that he came with Jackson. It's like tolerating the annoying cousin at the family reunion. Joseph brought in the whales. He could talk an eskimo into buying ice. He had no idea how the security systems worked and never wants to. He cared about the money, the parties, the publicity, the plane, and the women. He was all about the persona. That's not to say that he didn't have his moments. When Sheila dislocated her shoulder falling down the stairs, he popped it back in with ease. When the janitor gashed his arm, Joseph stitched it himself.
FLASHBACK
Sheila and Beverly were homemakers when they met Jackson and Joseph. They were selling pies, cakes, muffins, brownies, etc, at a school fundraiser when they encountered them. Joseph was talking with a well connected and rich businessman, when he walked by and picked up a cup of punch from their table. He didn't stop to pay for it, he just kept walking and talking. Jackson stopped though. He asked to borrow a pen on the table, when they said "yes", he picked it up and beaned Joseph in the back of his head with it.
Sheila and Beverly laughed as he came back to the table. Joseph mumbled an apology as he picked up a muffin, threw a twenty down on the table and walked away talking. Jackson apologized for his friend's rudeness and asked for a fork. He borrowed a chair from another table and sat down. He sat there for ten minutes eating their pastries, drinking punch and talking to them about their recipes, their lives, as well as their own hopes and dreams.
That was when they saw Joseph speed walking towards them and calling for Jackson. The rich businessman wanted to hear about the security process they could provide for him. That was when Jackson said the sentence that made Sheila and Beverly fall in love with Jackson.
"I don't care if it's going to cost us a million dollars, until you truly apologize to these two wonderful ladies here, I'm not moving from this spot."
They watched as Joseph pleaded for Jackson to go with him, but Jackson never budged. He sat there in that chair and ate a piece of pie.
Joseph did end up apologizing. Jackson stood up and paid for everything he ate. He complimented them on their wonderful products and left. They couldn't believe that a man would turn down that much money on the principle of mannerisms. It was a few minutes after he'd left, that they noticed a business card on the table. On the back, Jackson had written "Please call me."
The next day, Sheila and Beverly called him together on speakerphone. They could tell that he was happy they called. He asked if they would be interested in meeting him at his house to discuss working for him on a part-time basis. They felt a slight hesitation, but when he said that they could bring their families along, they agreed.
That afternoon, Sheila and Beverly met Tara. They immediately like her. She was a polite and courteous host. She got along with the children very well, which was a relief to not only Sheila and Beverly, but their husbands as well. She was beautiful and they liked that she had a high paying job of her own. What they liked most, was that not that she had a basic understanding of Jackson's work, but that they could feel the love between the two of them. Jackson and Tara were holding hands, giving each other sly little looks, smiling, finishing each other's sentences at times.
When Jackson took their husbands to show them his gym and garage after dinner, Sheila and Beverly helped Tara clean up in the kitchen. By the time the men got back, they were sitting at the dining room table laughing like old friends. Tara got up and got the guys something to drink and then left.
"Well, it's time to get down to brass tacks." Jackson said, as he looked at them.
"OK. What's the job?" Sheila asked.
That's when Jackson explained that he loved their pastries so much, that he wanted to hire them to bake for his office. In exchange, he'd front them the money they needed to open their own pastry shop. Both of them looked between each other, their husbands and Jackson. A few moments later, they noticed Tara walk back into the kitchen with his briefcase. He opened it up and pulled something out. He handed it to Tara, then she walked over and sat a check down in front of them for two-hundred-and-fifty-thousand-dollars.
Beverly fainted but was luckily caught by her husband before she hit the floor. Sheila just sat there and stared at the check. Her husband was asking questions, wondering what the catch was. Jackson kept trying to explain to him there was no catch. He understood the hesitation. Beverly started being coherent. She took the check in one hand, and was holding her husbands' hand with the other.
"Sheila, Beverly." Jackson said.
They both looked up at him, as he looked back at them.
"Without faith it is impossible to please God, because anyone who comes to him must believe that he exists and that he rewards those who earnestly seek him." Jackson said, speaking directly to them.
Sheila and Beverly squealed with joy and at the same exact time said.
"We accept."
That day, their friendship started. Sheila and Beverly became Jackson's closest confidants, besides Tara, and he became theirs. They appreciated that Jackson had wisdom far above his age and was always honest with them. When both Sheila and Beverly went through their own divorces, both Jackson and Tara were there for them. They never forgot everything that Jackson had done for them, when he never even met them before that day.
When Tara cheated on Jackson, it devastated the both of them. As much as they'd come to like Tara, they loved Jackson and sided with him. They still talked to Tara and made it perfectly clear to her, not only where their loyalties were, but that they wouldn't play spy games for her. She had broken the vows she made in front of God and their families, and threw everything away for a nobody.
Sheila and Beverly knew firsthand how postpartum depression can affect a woman's state of mind, decision making, and everything in between. They did sympathize with Tara, but they could not understand how she could've pushed him and her own family away when they tried to help. She still frequented their pastry shop, and all three of them would sit down, have coffee and talk.
They didn't hate Tara. They saw the progress that she'd made in the almost year and a half, since she and Jackson had gotten their divorce. They knew that she wanted him back, and to be perfectly honest, they wanted Jackson and Tara back together. Both Sheila and Beverly were a smidge jealous of their marriage before it all went to hell.
On more than a few occasions, Sheila and Beverly would sit together or talk on the phone about how to get them back together. They talked about everything from a "blind date" setup to "flowers from an admirer" and everything in between. They had watched Jackson like a hawk stalking its prey since the split and they knew, that Jackson was miserable being single. He was a "relationship" man.
Jackson was continued to be the wonderful, honest, loyal man that he'd always been, but they could sense that just underneath, he was a ticking time bomb. They had seen him blow up a few times at work, which had never happened before. They knew he was drinking heavily for a period of time and had a fair share of flings since he split from Tara. He didn't have that tether to something outside of work that made him happy and fulfilled anymore.
The both of them had decided that they were going to carefully broach the topic of seeing somebody, when they found out that he was having sex with Sofia. They were cleaning the conference room when they heard some noises coming from his office. Curiosity got the best of them, and they quietly opened his door.
They saw Sofia riding Jackson hard. She had both feet on the couch and was riding his whole length, while he had his hands on her waist and was thrusting up to meet her. The shock of what they saw had them stuck. It was only a few seconds at most before they heard Sofia.
"I'm gonna cum again......aaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggggghhhhhhhhhh" as she groaned and growled, with her voice full of pleasurable lust.
