Jill was sitting on the sofa watching reality television. For months, she had enjoyed watching shows about people who seemed so out of the mainstream. It was a great way to mindlessly laugh at the foibles of others. Now, it was not lost on the young bride that her life had become disastrous enough to qualify for a series herself although it could not be on regular cable. What would her life be called in a reality series, she wondered? "Housewife to Ho!" "Housewife by Day, Streetwalker by Night!"
Then the phone rang.
Jill looked at the number and realized that it was Bo. She let it ring and ring. As it rang, she felt chills run down her spine. She tried to think quickly! What if he was coming over? She knew how angry he'd be about her not answering. Finally, with great hesitancy, she answered.
She hated hearing his now familiar voice. He seemed a little frantic as he barked that he was going to pick her up in thirty minutes. He had two prospective clients that he was taking to the country club for a late afternoon round of nine holes. Apparently he had promised to pick them up earlier for 18 holes but had overslept. Now they were pissed and he was left to try to make things up to them. They needed a fourth person for the foursome. He couldn't afford to lose their account, he said. Jill almost laughed at how pitiful he sounded when he was under the gun. Now, he really needed her help.
It was lucky that Jill had already bathed. She quickly put on make-up and got into her golfing clothes. The young woman was almost pleased that she was being asked to really help with clients of the company. "This could help Tom," she told herself. That, and she was quite a good golfer! She was used to playing the public courses. The country club was the nicest in the area and she was happy to play, even if it was only 9 holes.
By the time Bo arrived, Jill was waiting by the door with her clubs. Dressed in a white, sleeveless form-fitting golf shirt, a mid-thigh khaki skirt and sneakers, her tanned, athletic figure was wonderfully on display. Her thick, blonde hair was stuck through the back of a golf cap, making her a stunning figure for these clients.
She knew from Tom that Bo was a pathetic golfer and she hoped to show him up on the course. If she could help Tom and make Bo look bad, it would be a nice afternoon!
*****
The four teed off, finally. It was clear to Jill that the two clients were not happy with Bo, but when they saw the course - and Jill - their mood seemed to lighten. The two men were both very attractive, polite and well-spoken. The older of the two introduced himself as Bill and appeared to be in his late fifties. He was over six feet tall and very powerfully built. He had very neat, graying hair and was tanned and blue eyed. The polo shirt barely contained the fact that his body was muscled and fit. Jill looked at his thick forearms and wide chest which narrowed to a slim waist with admiration. Certainly he was a formidable athlete. She thought that she'd have to play her best to keep up with him.
His younger associate, Sean, was probably in his early thirties. He could not have been over 5'8" and slimmer than the muscled Bill. He had a bright smile and twinkling brown eyes that highlighted his handsome face. He was not tanned or muscular, though. Jill gratefully noticed that both wore wedding bands.
Despite his best efforts to look presentable, Bo failed miserably. He looked fat and unkempt and his golf game did nothing to enhance his appearance. He looked very out of place next to the three good golfers.
Jill was paired with Bill and he drove their golf cart. While he was polite, she found him to be direct in their conversation. He was the owner of the multi-national company and had come to town to fire the Bo's outfit. Over the past year, he had become very dissatisfied with the responsiveness of the their sales and service and with Bo, who was personally managing their account, in particular. Today's misadventure with Bo being so late had merely confirmed his feelings. Jill listened sympathetically and tried to tell him that there were others at the company, like Tom, who would love a shot at the account. She knew that Tom would do better, she said. She told him that she wished that he would wait for Tom to return in a few days so they could discuss remedying the issues before he made his final decision.
He was not swayed. Bill politely told her that he felt that he was at the end of his rope with the them and was in town merely to assure a smooth transition of his account to another firm. Jill decided to not press the subject. If she could have read Bill's mind, she would have known that he wondered how far Jill would go to keep the account. He assumed that she was just a delectable bauble to be looked at but not touched.
As they played, Bill regularly complimented Jill on her golf game. He teased her about out-driving Bo and keeping up with Sean. He told her that she "packed quite a bit of power" in her little frame. She responded that she intentionally did not outdrive him just because she wanted Tom to have a chance at his account. This drew a hearty laugh from the man. He enjoyed this spunky blonde gal!
He tried to gauge what her role was without being overly aggressive. His talk with her convinced him that she was gorgeous but naïve. She had no idea what it would take to get Bo a second chance.
Despite being very polite, Bill knew that his account was very important to the company. As he watched Jill at the tee, her shapely legs spread, head down, gently wiggling her curvy hips before her swing, he imagined how delectable she would be in bed. He envied Tom. The first tee found him facing her as she teed off. From that point on, he positioned himself behind her so that he could have a good look at her curvaceous ass as she wiggled it slightly before she swung.
He felt his crotch tighten as he imagined the young woman bent over naked in bed, her head buried in a pillow and her ass up in the air taking his big cock, but he still had a job to do. The more that he watched her very tight ass the more interested he was in testing her limits and seeing just what her role was in keeping this account!
He enjoyed his time with Jill immensely, though, and didn't wish it to end. She was stunning, smart as a whip, and fun.
As they were finishing their nine holes, Bill was famished and willing to put the nut-cutting of Bo off until the next day. They stood briefly talking at the club house. Throughout the afternoon, it had become apparent to Jill that Sean was a young associate with Bill's company. He was very polite but spoke mostly when spoken to and seemed to just be happy to be on a trip with the boss. Jill picked up on the clear hierarchy between the two very quickly. She know that her efforts to convince the owner would start and end with Bill.
When Bill asked about dinner at his hotel, Jill jumped at the opportunity. She felt that she could persuade Bill to give Tom his company's account. Would Jill like to join him and Sean, he asked? Jill quickly accepted and before Bill could cut Bo out of the loop by saying that he would then take her home, Bo said they could be at the hotel in an hour. Jill could tell that Bill trying to cut Bo out upset Bo, but he made a good attempt to act as if it did not. Surprisingly, Bill didn't appear to mind.
Jill was driven home by Bo with the promise that they would meet Bill and Sean very quickly at their 5-star luxury hotel restaurant. She was very excited about actually being able to see if she could influence this nice gentleman and get this account for Tom.
Bo asked repeatedly about their conversation on the course. Jill told him the truth. There was no reason to lie. She told him that she would try to persuade Bill to stay with the company but that Bo would have to give Tom the account. Bo knew that she thought this was a major concession so he argued the point before finally giving in. In truth, he could care less.
As he dropped her off, he told her that she had to do everything in her power to keep the account. "Dress to kill, baby! If he wants you laying flat on your back all night long, you've got to give it to him," he said.
Jill finally had enough. "Look, Bo," she said, "he isn't like that! He isn't interested in sex with me! If you get crude, you'll ruin my chance to keep him as Tom's client! Let me try to convince him that Tom can do the job. That's the best way to keep them!"
"Yeah," Bo replied, "he don't want to fuck you! Ha, ha, ha!" He laughed cynically as Jill sat in the car waiting to finish the conversation. "But, in the off chance that he wants a piece of your ass, you better remember that if you don't give it to him -- and I mean that you smile the entire time he's fucking you - I'm gonna fire Tom!"
This last statement shocked Jill! "Bo, you know he wants to fire you right now!" she said. "How can you blame Tom if I can't convince him to stay with the company?"
Bo exploded! "Look, you stupid cunt, what you got between your legs can keep him if you don't fuck it up by being a frigid bitch! That's what I'm sayin'. You better do everything including getting on your knees and blowing him in the fucking restaurant to keep this account!"
Jill opened the car door and said, "you're horrible!" before slamming it and running to her front door.
