After May's funeral, Jack and Molly worked closely together. Jack offered her, in addition to Head Receptionist, the position of bookkeeper, Molly accepted immediately, she added the condition that she must also be fucked at least three times a week.
One day, as Jack was walking home to his apartment, he saw a lady tidying some shrubs in the garden of the bungalow next door to the Hotel, he assumed that she was the owner and opened the gate and walked up the driveway to where she was working, for her age she had a tight butt. She smiled when she saw him, Jack gave her his business card then said, "Good afternoon, I'm Jack Ryan, the new owner of the Hotel, I just wanted to introduce myself to you and also to ask if the Hotel gave you any problems?"
The lady stood straight; she was tall with a distinguished look, she looked Jack in the eye, extended her hand and said, "Jack, I'm delighted to meet you, I'm Su Ross, when we built this bungalow, the Hotel was there, we knew that we were going to be living next door to a Hotel. We have never had a problem; I was about to have a cup of tea, would you like to join me?"
Jack replied, "Mrs Ross, I would love a cup of tea with you."
"Jack, please call me Su, let's go inside, I'll see if I can scrape up a biscuit for you, I don't get many visitors these days."
They went inside; Jack was impressed with the paintings Su had hanging on her walls. Jack said, "Su, I love the paintings that you have. I've just started collecting; I only buy paintings that I like as I'm the one that's got to live with them. I don't by just because of the artist's name."
Su replied, "That's the way to do it, I bought the same way, but I've been lucky, the artists have become popular, and their work has become expensive. I can see your lounge from here; I like the paintings that you have hanging."
Su then pointed to a pair of binoculars that were lying on her coffee table. They chatted for a while, Su told Jack that her husband had died seven years ago, they used to have Dinner every Saturday night in the Hotel, she now only went to the Hotel once a month for the Ladies Luncheon Club, she enjoyed the food and the speakers. Jack spent over an hour with her but had to leave as he had a meeting at five. Su said, "You work until late at night, I'm watching television, then I see your lounge light come on. I will think of you when I see the light come on."
Jack then changed and drove to his meeting with his old Area Supervisor; he was driving to one of their new hotels which had the very latest in swimming pools and Spas. Jack had also arranged to stay with his mum; his mum was still going through a hard time with his dad. Jack had no contact with his dad but always phoned his mum at least twice a week. He had left it open with his mum as he didn't know what time his meeting would finish. He would phone her when he was on his way to her; they were going to an excellent Indian restaurant a two-minute walk from mum's house.
The meeting was excellent, Jack now knew precisely what he wanted, and the company could do the work required at a reasonable price. The Managing Director of the pool company was also at the meeting. Jack liked him and even got on well with him. He would meet Jack at the Hotel later that week. As he drove to mum's, Jack phoned her to tell her that he would be there in twenty minutes, mum said, "Jack, that's good, I've booked a table for eight as that restaurant is so busy. We will easily be there for eight. I'm so looking forward to tonight; I haven't been out for ages. Your dad is away at a Congress; we'll have the house to ourselves tonight, he won't be home until late tomorrow night. Jack, I'm wearing a mini-skirt tonight, is that ok with you, if you think that it makes me look slutish, then I'll change it for you. My legs still look good."
Jack replied, "Mum, wear what you feel comfortable in. I'm sure that you'll look classy and chic. I'm going to build a pool and Spa at the Hotel, we will be the only Hotel within fifty miles with our own pool."
"That sounds wonderful Jack; I must visit you at the Hotel. I've never been in it since you took it over."
Jack arrived at his mum's; they had time for a glass of wine, mum looked stunning, her mini-skirt was super, it showed her butt and legs to perfection. Jack said, "Mum, your legs look fantastic; you could easily wear a shorter skirt."
Mum smiled then said, "Thanks for the compliment. I haven't got a shorter one; if I had, I'd only wear it in private."