May came home on Monday just after two. She had been to the hairdressers this morning; she had her hair highlighted; it suited her. The taxi was ordered for three-forty-five. Jack had already showered; she would now have a quick shower. She dressed, looking in the mirror, she was impressed with what she was wearing, the bra she was wearing pushed her massive tits up, the blouse hugged her curves, her mini-skirt and heels showed her long legs to perfection. May thought to herself, in two days, we will be in Champagne. She went downstairs five minutes before the taxi was due.
When May walked into the lounge, Jack couldn't believe his eyes. He stood up and said, "Mum, you look stunning, your hair is unbelievable; you are going to create an impression tonight. I am so proud to be seen with you."
The doorbell rang, the taxi had arrived. Jack took the drivers mobile number, saying he would call him later. There were not that many people there, just over twenty. They would be tasting twenty-five wines, a selection of red and white. The list had the Tasting Notes from a Master of Wine after the tasting was finished, the group started to drink any of the wines that they liked. Jack said, "I'm not impressed with any of these wines; they are ridiculously expensive and are not in any way value for money. Mum, why don't we get the taxi to drop us off at the French restaurant, Pierre, the owner, may know some producers we could visit. Then we could walk home; it's only a two-minute walk."
"Jack, that's a good idea. I wouldn't say I liked any of the wines either. I heard the Sales Manager say that his Company had been dealing with these producers for over forty years. I think that they have complacent, call the taxi driver. Be nice to them when we leave; they are just doing a job; their buyers are the ones that are letting them down."
Pierre was terrific; he came from Burgundy, he recommends a firm which handled the wines of over forty producers. It was based in Nuits St George; he suggested a Hotel there with secure parking. He also told them that they handled the wines of small producers from Chablis as well. Jack explained that he was thinking of setting up a Wine Import business. Pierre told him if he stocked these wines, he would buy from him.
The next tasting on Tuesday was better; the wines were better, May and Jack would have bought several of the wines that they tasted. They went straight home after the tasting; mum had prepared things that she needed to get rid of from the fridge. May had been wearing another exciting outfit. She changed into a top and leggings when she got home. She looked gorgeous. She was wearing no bra; her huge breasts swayed when she walked. As she cooked the meal, May said, "I have several tops and leggings packed, I will wear them when we are driving, I feel so comfortable in them. Jack, I have never driven a car while pulling a trailer. Can I drive a little to get the feel of it before the ferry tomorrow?"
"Of course you can, we have an hours drive to the ferry. If we leave at eight, we will easily make the ten-thirty ferry. Can you pack some of my clothes in an overnight bag, then we don't need to take all the suitcases out of the car every night?"
Mum said, "I've already done that, we have two suitcases and one overnight bag. I will be up early tomorrow morning. We will have a good breakfast then leave."
They arrived at the check-in for the ferry at quarter to ten, they went straight through, they had caught an earlier ferry, ninety minutes later they were in France, Mum had driven the car onto the boat, and she drove it off, she was an excellent driver and very confident. After an hour, they changed at a Road Toll collection point. Just after one-thirty, they arrived at the Hotel then they found a restaurant that was still serving lunch. There was a lovely French man with a beautiful smile. Jack asked for a Champagne from the village; he suggested a Premier Cru Brut. It was gorgeous. Mum said, "That's the nicest champagne that I have ever drunk."
They were on their second bottle after a beautiful lunch when the Chef came to their table, he asked in perfect English, "Have you enjoyed your lunch?"
Jack replied, "The lunch was excellent, the Champagne is beautiful, it's from the village. I believe?"
"Yes, it's the Champagne of my father. I will tell him that you enjoyed it."
"Does your father have a Distributor in the UK?"
"No, he hasn't."
Jack gave out his first business card and said, "I would be interested in handling your father's Champagne."
The Chef introduced himself as Serge; he told them that his restaurant opened two years ago. Now so many of the Champagne Houses were bringing their customers to eat there, but they wanted them to drink their Champagne, his father would be interested. He produced three Champagnes, a Premier Cru, a Blanc de Blanc and a pink Champagne made using traditional methods. It was arranged that they would have a meeting with his father tonight, he offered them the Pink Champagne, they could taste the Blanc de Blanc tonight. The Pink Champagne was delicious. They booked a table for eight then left. In the car, Jack said, "We have found the Champagne, the taste is fantastic. A Champagne of that quality would retail in a wine shop for thirty to forty pounds per bottle. I wonder how much it is?"
They got back to the Hotel; Jack showered; first, he was so correct, he dressed, leaving May all the freedom she needed. Jack only drank mineral water in the bar; May looked gorgeous when she came into the bar, Jack said, "You look, gorgeous mum, I'll drive, but I will be careful with my drinking."
Mum smiled then said, "Well, I will drive tomorrow night; we are partners, remember?"
Serge's sister greeted them then a bottle of Blanc de Blanc was served, it was outstanding. Both May and Jack loved it. The meal was fantastic, then May said, "I spoke with an accountant that I know who has connections to the wine trade, a lot of these producers have to give sixty even ninety days credit to their customers. We have plenty of money lying in banks earning nothing. I suggest that you offer to pay on the invoice, but you want a fifteen per cent reduction on their best price, if they accept PayPal, it will be direct with no commission. I believe that this is worth a try."
After dinner, Serge and his father came to the table. They brought another bottle of Blanc de Blanc; Jack explained the fifteen per cent discount. Serge's father asked how many cases. Jack replied, a hundred and twenty, forty cases of each Champagne. Serge's father thought for a moment, he then spoke in French to Serge, Serge said, "My father will offer you the price of nine euros fifty cents per bottle. He will price all his Champagne at the same price."
Jack stood up and shook his father's hand; the deal was done. Serge gave Jack a PayPal account. May asked for the invoice and said the money would be paid tonight. Jack said, "We will come tomorrow at ten o'clock then we drive to Burgundy. I noticed that you have a forklift truck and lots of covered storage space is it possible that other wines could be delivered here then we could fill a container?"
Serge said no problem. They then left for the Hotel. In the car, May said, "That's wonderful Champagne, I couldn't believe the price when people taste it, we will sell a lot. I want to spend some time here on the way back. Epernay is a lovely town. When we get to the Hotel, I will transfer the money. Could you phone the Hotel that Pierre suggested and book a room for at least two nights then send an email to the Company he recommended. I have a great feeling about this business."
They went to their room, May phoned the Hotel, the girl he spoke with did not speak English, but he had a Chambre for Monsieur et Madame Ryan for two nights. Jack went to the bathroom first. Before he left the bathroom, he put some toothpaste on May's toothbrush and left it for her. He was only wearing his boxers when he went into the bedroom. He got straight into bed then set the alarm on his smartphone for seven. May went into the bathroom then came out and kissed Jack on the cheek, she said, "Thank you."
