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This is the final concluding chapter in the tale of Jim. Please leave your comments on how you all liked the story. I am planning two bonus chapters if you all would like to read them. Do let me know if I should add those chapters. Comments and feedback are as always, welcome.
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Jim bought a bottle of Scotch and a six pack to celebrate. He was ecstatic. Not only was he now extremely rich and an owner of a fast-growing organization, he'd also had his revenge on Henry. Henry had been utterly humiliated, and though currently he had money, Jim would ensure that Julie, his wife, sucked out every single penny from him in her divorce settlement.
Jim could not wait, so he broke into the six pack. He'd also got to fuck Henry's virgin eighteen-year-old daughter which was like the cherry on the cake. It had been a really long day, but he had one more promise to fulfill. He was already outside her door about to ring the bell.
As Tiffany opened the door, she was surprised to see Jim standing at the door grinning goofily with a bottle of a very expensive scotch in his hand. Jim looked very different from his usual suave self. He looked hammered, and vulnerable.
Jim checked Tiffany out, too. She was wearing a short bath robe which covered everything from her neck to her thighs. It had a cloth belt tied in front to keep the two sides in place.
"May I come in, or are you busy with other guests?"
She smiled at him, "Lucky for you that tonight is one of the few nights I had no plans." She could smell alcohol on his breath and guessed that he'd had much more to drink than usual. She invited him in and brought him in to the living room of her new penthouse. Jim sat on the sofa, grinning foolishly. Tiffany felt anxious. If his plan had failed, both their necks would have been on the line. She had signed over all her shares in the company to him for free, and here he was, hammered like a fucking teenager, grinning as if he didn't have a care in the world.
"How did your plan go?" she asked nervously.
"Fucking brilliant.... You should have seen the look on Henry's face when he realized that he was fucking destroyed. Better still, you should have seen how fucking big his shit hole had gotten after his wife had drilled his ass raw."
Tiffany winced. Jim's voice was too loud, too exuberant. She was not used to hearing Jim talk so loosely. He was usually much more mature and in control of himself and the situation always. She realized he was really very drunk, just like a college kid. It hit her that though Jim usually acted with much more maturity, just how very young he still was. She smiled to herself.
"Would you like something to drink?"
"Yes, please! I want a pitcher of beer if you have one and anything else that I can get drunk on."
She got up and went in to the kitchen to make the right drink for him. She could hear him singing a very loud and out of tune version of Michael Jackson's 'Beat It'. She laughed out loud; he certainly seemed to be out of his mind.
As she came out with their drinks, she was shocked to see the scene in front of her eyes. Jim had removed most all of his clothes. He had thrown his clothes here and there on the floor. All, except his tie and socks. His tie was on his head, looped around his forehead. His underwear had fallen at his feet. He himself was seated on the sofa, almost naked, playing an imaginary drum set with imaginary sticks. In between lyrics he would stroke his cock, and then continue to sing and play his drums. As he saw what drinks she put on the table, he looked at her belligerently.
"What the fuck is
this,
woman?! I specifically asked for
beer
." he shouted.
She was torn between anger and laughter. She felt a little like someone in charge of an unruly teenager who was under her care.
"It's called 'coffee' and I think you need it. Now, shut the fuck up and drink it quietly."
That sobered him a little and burst his happy balloon. He took a mug and began drinking his coffee quietly. She too, sipped her coffee silently. Slowly she felt him coming back to Earth. His expressions changed slowly as his head began to clear up a little. Tiffany was still watching him intently and did not break the silence.
"Sorry, Tiffany. I guess I had too much to drink but it has been that kind of a day. Everything went as per plan. I was so nervous, but it went without a hitch. I own the damn place now. I have thrown out all the fucking incompetent fools. I also think I will quit my job tomorrow," he finally gushed out. She was surprised, she had thought he would become the new CEO.
"Kudos. You'd better find a new competent CEO if you are not planning to be at the Helm."
"I have found one. The very best one." He smiled at her and removed the last envelope for the day and handed it to her. She took the letter and began reading it. Her eyes widened. She was shocked.
"Congratulations on your promotion, Madam CEO. Effective today 3:30pm you are the new CEO. I have also returned the six percent shares you held before signing them over to me. I have added another twenty percent to it and you will also get a substantial raise in your salary."
