***Mr. Howe appears in my Lyla series. This is part of a planned series of spin offs featuring characters from the "In'DaMan'd" Universe.***
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"You know where you are going Carlos?" Mr Howe asked from the back seat of the luxurious car.
His chauffeur and assistant Carlos looked at him in the mirror and nodded politely before adding "Yes Sir."
Mr. Howe looked at Carlos and wondered how he had been so lucky to find him in this time of his life, he was very respectful and professional, rare in someone of only twenty one, relieved that he remembered all of his needs and sometimes eccentricities. At seventy years of age he would be the first to admit that he was not the easiest man to get along with, never mind work for so he was eternally grateful to his helper, though he would never tell him that. He believed in professional boundaries. Well, he thought he believed in them until Clarke Bentley had called him out of the blue, begging for his knowledge and experience in the business world, he had gotten himself into a royal mess and needed his help to get out of it. He of course told him he would think about it, Clarke had been one of his most promising protégé's but he felt that world was behind him. Until Clarke decided to play dirty and send that filthy blond Lyla to his door.
He wasn't expecting that under handedness from Clarke but years at the top of the technology field had obviously turned him ruthless, he could have refused Lyla's advances but how many men of his age could turn down a big breasted bombshell. He still vividly remembered their encounter in his green house. She had sucked his cock like a vacuum and then she did something that he had not experienced before, she stuck her tongue up his ass hole. Once he slid his cock into her tight pussy he knew that there was no way he could say no. The fact that he had agreed an hour before Lyla arrived was done to show Clarke that there was still a devious streak in him that had not wavered with age.
The car wound slowly through the down town traffic, he adjusted his dinner jacket, he could feel the invitation to dinner stabbing his hip through his pocket. It had arrived at his house three days ago. Ruby, his old flame from college would never dream of sending him a text or an email. She was old school and wouldn't change now. They still spoke on the phone a few times a year, usually exchanging advice on new business trends, or if anything interesting popped up that day in the stock exchange.
They had a hot and heavy relationship for a brief period in their college years but both decided that they were better off as friends, sometimes he wondered if she wasn't the one that got away. He began to readjust his suit pants, the heat was making everything stick to him and he was becoming irritable.
"Can't you turn up the fan any higher Carlos?" He snapped.
"It is at the highest Sir, I have left a hand fan in the back seat console if you would like to try that."
"Yes yes I seen that, I think it makes me look silly."
"Rest it on your lap pointing upwards and no one will see Sir." Came the reply.
Mr. Howe did as instructed and once again was reluctant to admit Carlos was correct, all these thoughts about Ruby was getting him down, he had not seen her in years and was apprehensive about meeting her again, the invitation was vague in regards to what the dinner was about.
"What do you think of the new gardener Sir, she seems pretty passionate." Carlos asked without taking his eyes off the road.
"It is almost like a sixth sense you have Carlos, you know when to distract me."
Carlos chuckled softly.
Mr Howe looked into the plastic blades of the fan that was whirring almost hypnotically. He had always appreciated sex but throughout his life he had always put work first, the feeling of blue that had come down over him the past few weeks was strange. He hadn't realized before but he wondered if he wouldn't have been happier with a wife and a few kids rather than the board room. He blamed Lyla, she was responsible for his recent sex drive resurgence.
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He sat back in the chair and remembered the first night he had spent with Ruby, they had both just started out and he had so desperately wanted to impress her. He knew that when he spotted her in orientation that first day of college that she was special, she had an elegant grace about her but a mischievous glint used to twinkle in her eye. He was too nervous to approach her, all the guys in his year were crazy about her but she never seemed to be going steady with anyone. They were in a few of the same classes and as fate would have it one day they were paired up for a business project. She had flung herself into the chair on the opposite side of the desk from him and let out a big sigh.
"I can't believe the amount of work we have to do." She said, exasperated.
"Yes I agree but it makes up half of our grade."
"I suppose, I'm Ruby by the way, nice to meet you..."
"Robert." He had replied, his mouth going dry.
"Well Robbie what you say we go off campus and have some fun before our whole month becomes numbers and totals."
He was always a good student but something about her aura told him that she would loose interest if he said no. They hopped in his car and drove to the beach a few miles from campus, when they parked she quickly rolled down her window and took a deep breath of the sea air.
"I don't want to spend another minute in a stuffy classroom."
They did this trip about once a week, it broke up the monotony for her and was the highlight of his week, getting to spend one on one time with the prettiest girl on campus.
When they finally finished and submitted their project it was a freakishly hot day, the beach was swarmed with families, he looked at her while her eyes were closed in the mid day sun, she was stunningly pretty. Her full lips jutted out from her pale face, he could see a trickle of sweat run down the nape of her neck. Her breasts heaved against her t-shirt as she panted in the hot car. He couldn't help himself he reached out and tucked a strand of her brown hair behind her ears.
