Date: Fri, 15 May 2015 13:08:08 +0100
From: Alain Mahy <amahy1957@gmail.com>
Subject: Fate and more 5

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The chairman's visit was a little black cloud in the blue sky of the
opening of the Motor Show, but it couldn't take the sun away!  When the PA
system announced that the Motor Show was closing its doors for that day, I
left the guys doing their job and went home with Kyle.  We were exhausted,
not so much from a physical effort, but more because we had been on the
edge the previous week.  We reached home and had a bite thanks to Elizabeth
who had left a few of her specialties in the fridge.  Kyle didn't like to
use the microwave and warmed it up in a more traditional way.  We ate and
had a glass of wine.  When the kitchen was tidied up, we went to bed.  I
thought we would be asleep before our heads hit the pillows, but Kyle was
in a very romantic mood.  When he pressed his body against mine and nibbled
at my earlobes, I knew I was in for some tender lovemaking.  We fell asleep
about two hours later, content and fulfilled.


******


The week of the Motor Show was a busy week!  There were a lot of people to
attend to.  The press had been more than good to me.  We reached headlines
in more than one local newspaper and even in a few national ones.  One of
them had even used a very daring headline: "Rolls Royce, look out!".  When
I reached the office before going to the Motor Show, I saw Jessie with a
huge pile of newspapers, cutting out the articles about our cars and
pasting them into a big album.  I didn't know she was doing that!  She
showed me what she had done over the years and I was stunned at the album
she had made.  I really had to give her a bonus or a raise because she was
more than worth it.

I thought of calling my lawyer to inform him about what had happened with
the chairman.  I wanted to be prepared if anything came out of it.  Just as
George, my lawyer told me not to worry.  He said he would go over the
latest contract and see if there was anything there that could be used
against me, but he thought there wasn't because if he had seen it at the
moment of the signature, he would have warned me.

On the stand at the Motor Show, the sales team was doing one hell of a job!
They collected a lot of business cards and details of private people who
were interested in buying one of our cars.  James had his hands full on the
stand of the Alberta I and the Jacqueline.  Charles was of great help and
didn't stop for a minute between the opening and the closing of the show
every day, but he seemed to love it.  I had the occasion to meet his lovely
wife.  She came every day around noon, brining him something to eat because
she knew that otherwise he wouldn't.  She was so proud of her husband!  You
could almost feel the love that they had for each other.  I apologized to
her for taking him away from home so often and so much.  She said,
laughing, that at home he was useless and in her way, so there was no
reason to apologize, but I could see in her eyes that she would love to
have him home more often.

As we had had no time to test the limousine before the Motor Show, it was
something that was still pending.  I thought of hiring the private circuit
again, but felt that the test was too much in the best conditions.  We
needed to test the car in rougher conditions.  We had to be prepared for
all kind of situations.  Dirt roads and unpaved streets were also possible
(although in lesser ways).  I tried to find such a test circuit, but wasn't
able to find one in the nearby vicinity.  I found one but it was quite far
away.  Of course, I didn't need it every day.  It would have to do, but it
was inevitable to have an overnight stay or maybe two.  I needed Charles to
come along, but felt guilty to take him away from home once more.  As Kyle
found us a very nice hotel, it occurred to me to ask Charles if his wife
wanted to come along and enjoy a weekend in a nice hotel, all costs paid.
If she was not interested in the test drives, she could enjoy the complete
spa that was available at the hotel.  You should have seen his face when I
suggested it!  It was obvious he liked the idea and the following morning
he told me I just had to say when and that his wife and himself would be
happy to go along.

We had to invest as well in a new trailer.  The one we had was ok for the
Alberta I but was far too small for the Jacqueline.  We were fortunate
enough to find one that was on stock so we didn't lose time for that.  The
test pilot we had for the Alberta I agreed to test the Jacqueline although
he admitted it was the first time he would have to test a town car.  We
left on a Friday.  Charles and his wife followed us in their own car.  I
was driving the van towing the trailer with the Jacqueline.  We arrived and
checked-in the hotel Kyle had found.  It was very nice and the rooms were
spacious with en-suite bathrooms.  We had agreed to meet in the lobby to go
for dinner and when Charles and his wife came back from their room, Julie
was over the moon about the accommodation.  We had a delicious meal and
enjoyed our evening a lot.  We didn't make it too late as we had a hard day
waiting for us.  Around ten we were back in our room.  Although we had a
nice sized bathroom at home, this one was just huge.  The bathtub was big
enough for us two and we didn't hesitate to fill it and soak in the warm
water together.  As Kyle was the first in the water, I climbed in and
rested my back against his chest.  The hotel provided natural sponges and
Kyle did a wonderful job with them.  It was erotic without being obviously
sexual.  We just relaxed and enjoyed each other's company till the water
got colder.  After adding warm water twice, our skins were like dried
prunes although well hydrated.  We fell asleep in each other's arms as soon
as we hit the pillows.

A healthy breakfast gave our day a good start.  We met our test pilot on
the circuit.  Charles and I set up our computers and soon the car was
making rounds.  The stability and safety of the car was once again our
primal worry, but the car glided smoothly and securely over the road.  The
pilot pushed the accelerator and the car followed like a faithful dog
follows its master.  In the straight lines he pushed the engine to full
force and even though I expected it, I was nonetheless impressed with the
speed and silence the Jacqueline showed.  Charles' wife had disregarded the
spa and had come with us.  She was a total outsider and her almost na•ve
comments were great to listen to.  Once the pilot had given us the ok for
the road test, Kyle drove the limousine and was amazed at how easy it was
to drive, even at high speed.  I then let Charles drive it and invited his
wife to join him.  It was funny how she took great care to keep the car
clean.  If she had dared she would have brought a towel to put on the seat
before climbing in.  Charles didn't go to the high speeds the pilot and
Kyle had driven.  He made me think about the movie of "Driving Mrs. Daisy".

In the afternoon we repeated the tests but on the rough circuit.  I told
the pilot to drive as if a police car followed him after a robbery.  He
understood perfectly well what I meant and it was worth most of the action
films you saw on TV.  When he was finished he said it was the absolute best
car he had ever driven, except for the Alberta I that had stolen his heart
when he drove it.  He was a sports car fan and limousines were not his cup
of tea.  Nonetheless he said that, just like the Alberta I, the Jacqueline
deserved a ten in his books.

The weekend had been, once again, a total success.  We could now start the
official registration and have the necessary papers to bring the limousine
on the road.  We drove back to the dealership on the Sunday after a
fantastic brunch.  We left the car in the workshop to be cleaned and filled
up.  Once those two things were done, the Jacqueline would receive a
well-deserved space in the showroom.

The biggest problem we faced after that was the lack of space.  We had the
workshops for the regular cars we were selling.  We had managed to augment
the space and install the workshop an assembling of the Alberta I.  But it
was impossible to squeeze in the limousine assembly line.  We had used up
all the available outside space as well.  I had a serious dilemma.  Or I
separated the regular cars and my own brand in two different buildings, or
I had to find a bigger space that would allow us to go on like now, but
with extra space for the Jacqueline.  In both cases we were talking about a
new and huge investment.  I had the means to do it, but I had to calculate
the risks as well.  What Kyle mentioned, and had its importance, too, was
the fact that I would probably not stop with my creative mood.  The chances
there would be a third creation and even more was something I had to take
into account.  But, as it is often the case, even though you buy big, after
a certain amount of time, it gets to small again.  The sales of the
Jacqueline went a bit slower than the Alberta I, but the orders came in in
a steady flow.  Once again I decided to limit the production to a maximum
of fifty cars.  If I wanted to keep the car exclusive, I couldn't afford to
have more on the roads.

A new aspect for the Jacqueline came up.  A few customers were asking for
it, but in armored version.  This changed the complete technical concept of
the car because the total weight was suddenly augmented drastically.  Steel
plates had to be introduced in the doors.  Bulletproof glass had to be used
for the windows.  The security system for the passengers was totally
different.  Even the tires had to be changed.  With the new supplement of
weight, the clutch and the gearbox had to be changed as well, as the car
almost doubled in weight.  The engine had more than enough power,
fortunately.  I was faced again with a new dilemma.  Were we going to
provide the armoring of the car ourselves, or deliver the car to a
specialized company to perform the changes?  I was not so keen in leaving
my "babies" in foreign hands, but to be cost effective I would probably
have to.  In one of the latest issues of the magazine, he had covered that
kind of transformation of cars.  He gave me the names, addresses, telephone
numbers and e-mails of the companies that did that kind of work.  There
were three companies that had the license to perform those changes.  I
decided to go and visit them one by one and see which one would appear to
be the best.  I only wanted the best for our cars.

Kyle had launched the new magazine!  It was no surprise there was an
article about the Jacqueline in it.  I really had to do something to thank
him about it all, because most of the articles had been published for free
or for a cost that was way below the usual rates.  Publishing with Kyle had
bee the trigger to a success story as well for Alberta I as for Jacqueline.
And in the end, the biggest beneficiary was me!  As the designer of the car
I received royalties on each car that went out of the door.  On the other
hand, Kyle was successful thanks to the various reports he had been able to
publish thanks to my work.  It was a win-win situation.

At home, we limited the time to talk about work to a maximum of one hour a
night.  If we didn't, we were talking about work till we went to bed and
decided it was not really healthy.  We had neglected our social life a
little because we were exhausted most of the time.  Now that the two
magazines were selling well, Kyle could at last rest a bit more.  I could
as well as the dealership ran smoothly.  We both were fortunate to have
loyal co-workers and well-selected professionals surrounding us.  For the
first time in years, we realized we could take some time off.  Kyle joked
about the fact we would probably feel lost without our work and would need
some time to adapt in doing nothing work-related, except making love.

We didn't fancy any organized trip, but we needed to get out of our daily
routine, even if it was only for a long weekend or a week.  We had both
been under quite some stress and deadlines and so on.  It was essential we
had some quality time, thinking just about the two of us and forgetting the
pressure of being at the top of the ladder in our jobs.  As we couldn't
find anything appropriate, we decided to have a tour in the country, by
car, and stopping at nice hotels and even better restaurants.  Although
Kyle turned out to be a better cook every day, I wanted him to enjoy good
meals without having to spend considerable amounts of time in the kitchen.
For once, I wanted us to be able to sit down and have people waiting on us.
We went onto the Net and searched for restaurants with good fame and
reputation.  We wanted to find five of them and leave two more days to the
hazard of what we could find along the way.

We packed some clothes, including a suit and tie outfit in case it was a
requirement in some of the more up-scaled places.  We threw everything in
the back of the car and hit the road.  We were lucky with the weather as a
bright sunshine and blue sky accompanied us the whole time.  Although we
were not so far from home, we marveled at the scenery.  The countryside was
so peaceful.  We had driven on those roads before, but always in a hurry to
reach or come back from a business meeting.  For once, we had the time to
look around and discover things we had never seen although they were there
for centuries.  The first ay we actually had some difficulty in adapting to
the fact we were not in a hurry.  More than once, when I looked at the
speedometer, I realized I was going fast without any need to do so.  Ok, we
both liked speed, but this time there was really no reason at all.

The first night we stopped at a nice hotel that was a family business.
Although the woman at the reception desk was frowning when she saw we had
reserved only one room and that we were both men.  She was commercial
enough to say nothing about it, but we could sense she was judgmental and
not approving.  We were not going to spoil our only week together with her
behavior.  We had a room and that was the only thing that mattered to us.
We went up and showered and dressed to go to the first restaurant Kyle had
selected and reserved.

It was a marvelous experience in that first restaurant.  The personnel were
very friendly and really professional.  The food was excellent to say the
least.  We enjoyed the "Nouvelle Cuisine" and had a degustation menu of
eight courses.  Each dish was small but very nice.  We thought we would
still be hungry when leaving the restaurant, but we were wrong.  Except for
one course with one (yes one) Brussels sprout, we loved it all.  Neither
Kyle nor me fancied Brussels sprout!  Back at the hotel we went to bed but
didn't make love.  We still had to disconnect from our daily routine and we
didn't felt comfortable with the general atmosphere and the woman's look at
the reception desk.  We were a little deceived by breakfast because it was
just coffee (at least) and rolls.  That reminded us far too much about our
daily routine.

We were soon on the road again, not letting the hotel experience bother us.
We had slept well and the room was clean and the bathroom spacious and
that's what we were asking for.  On the road to our next destination there
were a few points of interest that the GPS indicated us.  We stopped at a
castle of wonderful architecture.  We didn't know if we could visit it, but
even then, the sight was worth stopping.  We were appreciating the view and
making quite some comments and pointing at various things that were worth
noticing when a young woman came out of the big double front door.  She was
nice and really beautiful and didn't appear to be older than twenty.  She
came over to us and said she saw us looking at the castle and wondered if
we were interested in seeing it closer by.  We accepted and she gave us the
grand tour of the place.  It was precious!  The furniture and the paintings
were of exquisite taste.  The back gardens were a perfect example of
landscaping according to the nicest castles around the world.  That young
woman knew all about the castle, his architecture and its history.  It was
so interesting to listen to her soft and gentle voice.  At the end of the
tour she invited us to try a port wine they were elaborating in the
castle's dependences.  It was delicious.  We didn't want to impose too long
and when we bid our goodbyes, she handed us a business card, saying that
the castle was available for corporative events and weddings.  I put the
card in my wallet after reading her name: Anne-Marie Knightsbridge.  I
didn't know why, but I had the feeling we would see her again.

We stopped at the nearby village to have a light lunch.  We found a little
pub with a nice backyard and enjoyed our lunch under a big apple tree.  We
were served a local rose wine that was unknown to us, but very good.  In
the afternoon we drove on to our destination and found the hotel without
any problem, thanks to the GPS.  If we hadn't had that modern tool, I
wondered if we would have found it, as it was really secluded.  At the
reception desk a very good-looking guy attended us.  In the corner of my
eye I saw a little rainbow flag, discreet although obvious.  The
receptionist was professional except that he didn't hide the fact he was
checking us out.  When he handed us our key, he insisted that we'd call him
if we needed anything, focusing on the word "anything".  I was sure that if
he had dared, he would have winked when saying that.  Kyle checked on our
reservation in the restaurant, as it was in the hotel itself.  The
receptionist confirmed it and said we could come down at any hour between
seven and ten.  It was only five o'clock as we went up to the room.  Once
again we were happy to see it was clean and the decoration was simple and
of good taste.  The en-suite bathroom was ample and well equipped.
Faithful to the little rainbow flag at the reception, we found condoms and
lube in the nightstand drawer.  As we had time, we took a leisurely shower,
enjoying washing each other and working up the sleeping hormones in our
bodies.  It didn't take us long to sporting ragging hard-ons.  Kyle rinsed
my nether regions before dropping on his knees under the cascading water
and engulfing my manhood deep in his throat.  I had to hold on to his
shoulders, as my knees got weak.  Over the years I had gotten used to the
miracles he performed with his lips, tongue and mouth, but each and every
time he brought me to new heights.  Almost since the beginning, I had
learned to enjoy it and not even warning him I was coming.  He just loved
to swallow my load.  I rested my back against the shower wall and moaned
out loud while he was servicing me with passionate fever.  Knowing Kyle
like I did, I knew he was going to swallow my load so that I would be more
relaxed for round two.  It had been some time since my last orgasm and it
showed.  I deposited a huge load between his lips and for once Kyle
couldn't swallow fast enough.  Some of my juice escaped from the corner of
his lips.  He came up and kissed me, sharing my own taste.  As he had not
climaxed yet, he was fiery, reaching my throat with his tongue and letting
his hands roam over my body, caressing every square inch of skin he could
reach.  He soon turned off the water, took a towel and started to dry me
off.  I took the other fluffy towel and dried him off as well.  Without
releasing me, embracing me in his strong arms, he led me to the king-sized
bed.  We fell on it and our arms and legs were entwined and our cocks
pressed together between our stomachs.  There was no doubt Kyle was horny
and excited.  He straddled my chest and presented his rock-hard manhood
just inches from my mouth.  I would never refuse such a nice invitation and
opened my mouth wide to let him in.  A slight movement of his hips made his
shaft enter my mouth slowly.  I wrapped my lips around it and my tongue
went to work.  I was immediately rewarded by strong and load moans.  I knew
how to please my man.

Each time Kyle penetrated my mouth with his cock, I was amazed at how hard
it was, covered by a velvety soft skin.  His cock was always irradiating
heat and it seemed my spit was literally evaporating on it.  Fortunately he
produced a lot of pre-cum that helped the lubrication and allowed an easy
in- and-out movement.  When I sensed that his cock was getting even harder
and bigger and announcing an upcoming climax, Kyle withdrew.  He had
clearly other ideas as where to deposit his load as he crawled backwards
and kneeled between my spread legs.  He put his hands in the bend of my
knees and lifted my legs up in the air.  He spread his pre-cum on my
puckered hole and then dove in to lick up his sweet nectar.  His expert
tongue drove me crazy, swirling and pushing at my entrance.  I squirmed
under his ministrations and grabbed the sheets as if I needed to hold on to
something.  He licked my ass-crack, going over my taint, sucking in my
balls to finally take my cock back into his mouth.  He repeated that
various time and I begged him to penetrate me and to fill me.  I had an
urgent need to feel him inside of me.  Even though I had ejaculate a few
minutes earlier, Kyle knew the art of getting me aroused in no time.  He
knew which buttons to push to make me beg.  He knew what it did to me to
have him invade my hole.  I was panting and gasping for air.  The
anticipation of him going in was almost more pleasurable than my orgasm.
It was not the actual lovemaking that got me all worked up.  No, it was
more the anticipation and the way to get there.

He finally got straight up on his knees, holding my ankles so that my legs
were spread wide.  He got closer and he was so hard that he didn't need his
hand to guide his shaft right on target.  When his cock-head touched my
rosebud, I braced myself and he waited till I breathed again and relaxed.
He knew the signs.  When I could relax my muscles, he pushed forward and
even though we didn't need any artificial lubrication, he passed my
sphincter-muscle easily.  A short and soft pain, almost pleasurable, sent
jolts through my whole body.  I pushed out and that was his sign for
pushing in.  He entered doing small in-and-out movements.  With each thrust
he entered me more, till I felt his pubes tickling my ass-cheeks.  Knowing
he was in up to the hilt and feeling the pleasure taking over, I relaxed
even more and the initial soft pain faded away completely.  I felt full and
satisfied.  Kyle looked at me with intensity and full of love.  I hoped my
look towards him translated at least a part of the love I had for him.  His
hips started to move slowly, withdrawing his cock almost completely and
then pushing back in.  I knew his speed would increase and the gentle
pumping would change into furious pounding.  It looked like eternity before
his speed changed, but I loved it and didn't want it to stop.  I squeezed
my ass-muscles to increase his pleasure.  I could feel his heartbeat in his
cock and it was going at a very high rate.  All the sensations made me feel
happy to have a man like him.

Kyle was sweating profusely and I drank every drop that fell from his
forehead and face.  He was still holding my ankles, but leaned forward
nonetheless.  I didn't know how we did it, but our lips managed to meet and
the passion was undeniable.  Our tongues were dancing together while Kyle's
hips moved faster and harder.  He brushed my prostate with each thrust.
His lower-abdomen rubbed my hard cock and leading me slowly but
determinedly to a second orgasm.  I hold on to his neck as to prevent
breaking the kiss.  His feverish and furious pumping told me he was about
to unload his juice in my bowels.  I squeezed his cock with my ass, knowing
it was the trigger to a massive ejaculation.  He let go of my ankles and I
locked them on his lower back.  He pushed himself up on his arms and a very
powerful thrust pushed him deep inside of me where he stood still.  The
spasms in his cock told me he was unloading.  The sole idea of his seed in
me sent me over the edge and I unloaded on my chest and belly.  Kyle was
spent and collapsed on top of me, pushing his arms under my back and
holding me for dear life.  We kissed tenderly and enjoyed the afterglow of
post-orgasmic bliss.

- I think we will have to shower again, Kyle said.

- I think so, too.  And in the shower we will be kissing and grabbing each
other and before we are really clean we will be here again.  Then we will
come again and we will have to shower again.  If that goes on for enough
time, we will miss dinner and be here for the longest time.  Or friends and
co- workers will have the police searching for us and when they find us we
will be going at it and give a show!

- You have the most wicked mind I have ever encountered in my life, Kyle
said laughing.

- And that's why you love me, isn't it?

- For that and a whole lot more, he said kissing me softly.

We managed to get out of bed, although the idea of going on making love was
really appealing.  We showered and dressed to go down to the restaurant.
It was clear that most of the personnel were chosen, not only for their
professionalism, but also for their good looks.  The ma"tre d was a
gorgeous man of about our age with a very nice and inviting smile.  He eyed
Kyle over and over, but Kyle made him clear that he was with me.
Professional as he was, he didn't insist.  The special of the evening was
fresh fish with steamed potatoes and a variety of vegetables.  We didn't
hesitate to order it and had some king shrimps as a starter.  The ma"tre d
assumed the job of sommelier and advised a very good and chilled white
wine.  His suggestion was just perfect for the food we had.  After coffee
and liquors we went back to our room and the eyes of the ma"tre d and most
of the waiters followed us when we left the restaurant.

The breakfast of the following morning was worth the ones served in five
star hotels.  It was in buffet form and we actually didn't know what to
chose first.  We took our time and thought that if we had a good breakfast
we wouldn't need lunch.  We checked out after that and were on the road
again.

In the early afternoon the GPS indicated there was a local distillery.  We
had never heard about it!  We were discovering things so close to home and
which were treasures of our county.  We realized that there were a lot of
things close by and we had not the slightest clue.  It was amazing that
most of the people go on holiday to far away countries, but they don't even
know their immediate neighborhood.  We were happy to discover those
treasures and followed the indications of the GPS.  It was strange to find
a building that looked like an old factory in the middle of nowhere.  If
the GPS had not indicated the small road we had to take, we would never
have found the distillery.  The building really looked like it was from the
beginning of the previous century.  Red brick walls made the main structure
and a slate roof accentuated that feeling.  Even though we didn't see
anybody at first, it was obvious the building and surrounding gardens were
well kept.  The front door was open and we went in.  An old lady was
sitting at a desk and welcomed us.  She explained that next to the
distillery, which was still in perfect working order and producing a local
spirit, there was a museum about the distillation through the years,
starting in the late 1800's.  She handed us each a MP3 device and said to
just follow the instructions.  We did and discovered quite a few
interesting things that had happened so close by.  The time of the
Prohibition explained why the building was in the middle of nowhere.  Once
we reached the end of the tour of the museum, a guy approached us and led
us through the distillery itself.  The technical aspect of the distillation
was most interesting.  He really took his time and the stop here was really
instructive.  Once back at the reception desk we were invited to try a few
of the spirits, in small quantities of course.  It was quite strong and we
could understand why the French called those spirits "Digestives".  It
really made our stomachs work and helped digest the copious breakfast we
had.  Of course, we ended up buying a few bottles to take home.

I got aware that we depended a lot on the GPS.  In earlier times, we would
have used a paper map, but wouldn't have received the information the GPS
gave us if we hadn't a kind of local guide.  The GPS indicated everything,
from gas stations to hotels, from restaurants to museums and even sites
worth seeing or to be photographed.  It was a useful tool in the car and I
was glad it became a standard feature in all the cars we had in the
showroom.

Looking on the screen of the GPS we saw there was a little lake not far
from the road we were on.  We wanted to check it out.  It was more of a big
pond than a lake but its surroundings were picturesque.  We were surprised
to be the only ones out there.  Such beautiful surroundings should attract
more people.  Ok, it was in the middle of the week and not really holiday
season, but nonetheless.  We got closer to the water and Kyle put his hand
in it, telling me the temperature was divine.  We looked around and as we
didn't see a single soul, our minds were in harmony and we were both
thinking the same: skinny-dipping.

- Should we? I asked.

- Why not, there is nobody around!

- But, it's the middle of the afternoon...

- All the more reason to enjoy the sun and the fresh water!

We were out of our clothes in no time and Kyle was the first to dive into
the water.  I followed straight.  The water was divine and we enjoyed the
freedom of swimming without any restrain.  As usual when we wee naked, the
hormones woke up and we were kissing and grabbing in that pond.  After
quite a while, we got out and lay down on the grass to let the sun dry us
before we dressed.  While laid in the sun, Kyle played with the little hair
I have on my chest, his head rested on my shoulder.

- Do you have any idea how happy I am with you?  Kyle asked.

- If you are at least as happy as I am with you, we are both in heaven, I
said.

- Knowing me, knowing what you know now, would you start it again?

- Knowing what I know now, I would have started it a lot sooner!  I have
had a happy life with my father and now I have a happy life with you.  I
feel fortunate and lucky.

- I would do the same, that's for sure!  Just like you, if I had known, I
wouldn't have hesitated so long before telling you.  How long have we been
together?  Three years?  Four years?

- If we count the famous night it was raining and you actually undressed at
my front door, it is four years, seven month and fourteen days!

- Wow!  That is precise!

- Yes, because I will never forget that day.  It was the first day of a
whole new beginning.  How can I forget that?  You made me so happy that day
and it was not only because I saw you almost naked at my door.

Kyle leaned over and kissed me.  His hands caressed me and we got aroused,
laying on the grass under the bright sunshine and refreshed by the cool
water of the pond.  Both our cocks started swelling and the inevitable
happened.  We made love, unhurriedly but with passion and determination.
It was a whole new experience to make love in the open air, in a public
place and surrounded by a beautiful nature.  We enjoyed each other's body
to the fullest.  The small conversation we had, confirming our love for
each other increased our passion.  The surroundings and the fact we could
be caught added to the excitement.  We went at it for the longest time
before climaxing.  Kyle entered me and I entered him.  We came twice and
each time almost simultaneously and enjoyed the afterglow of sexual bliss.
It was obvious we had to go back into the water if we didn't want to stain
our clothes.  I went naked to the car to retrieve some towels.  There was a
man on a bicycle, fortunately still quite far away, which gave me time to
return to Kyle and give us time to dry and dress.  We just went back to the
car when the man on the bicycle was at our height.  He nodded a good day of
some kind and winked.  I guessed he was not that far away when I went for
the towels.

This was the first night Kyle had reserved a hotel but had made no
restaurant reservation.  Kyle's choice of hotels was very good and once
again we had a nice room with a balcony and precious views.  We wanted to
eat early and walk around a bit, but not going to bed too late.  We found a
local pub that advertised that it was serving homemade meals.  There was a
little board where suggestions were written with come chalk.  We would take
a chance on what was offered.  It was a change to the gourmet meals we had
in the past days, but it was very good.  No fancy decoration, no nice
set-up tables: just a paper mat.  Even the plates were all different as
well as the cutlery and when we looked with more attention not even the
chairs were all the same.  It was a strange mix as if they had gathered the
furniture and the china and the glasses form different places.  But the
food was excellent.  It was clearly homemade and nothing upscale: just
basic good food.  The wine list was simple and easy: red house wine or
white house wine.  We opted for beer.  The surprise came with the bill: it
was the cheapest meal we had had.

Our trip shortened so fast.  Why is it that when you enjoy yourself, or on
holiday, time goes so much faster?  This trip had been so satisfactory that
we knew we had to do something similar more often.  We had discovered so
many hidden treasures in our won county.  It seemed that there were so many
unknown places and things to see.  I was sure the castle we had visited
didn't get as many events as it should.  The distillery was worth a lot
more visitors.  The gay hotel was giving such good service that it should
be known, certainly in the appropriate circles.  The beauty of the
countryside was such that a lot of walking and hiking paths should be
mentioned in tour guides.  When mentioning to Kyle, it seemed we were
agreeing wholeheartedly.

- You are right Junior.  This county has so much more to offer than we
would think.  I was actually thinking of creating a new magazine about it.
I am sure that with the proper publicity it could be a huge success.  If
all these places are part of the GPS's software, I am sure that local
people would be as stunned as we are.

I laughed at his sudden interest.

- Don't you think you have already enough work with editing the two
magazines?  Are you tired of seeing me or is it that you keep someone on
the side in your office and that you want to spend more time there?

- Don't be silly, Kyle said.  I just think in a business way.  Don't you
agree it is a fantastic opportunity?  Besides, the two existing magazine
run almost by themselves.  I just have to check the reporter's sources and
see that all the published information is correct and trustworthy...

- And that is already taking more than a hundred percent of your time, I
interrupted him.  Or is it that you need yet another challenge?

- That as well!  I won't say I am bored in my job, but something new is
always welcome.  You know me.  I just love the idea of being useful and
doing something special.  The job I am doing now can be done by anybody.
There is no secret about it.  It is just checking, nothing else.  The
creativity I had at the start is gone.  I enjoyed my job to the fullest,
but I achieved what was expected from me.

- Ok, I can understand that, I said.  But if you want a new challenge,
there is something that you should know.  You remember the chairman that
came to the Motor Show?

- Yes, why?

- Well, George fired him after all, but now he needs to replace the guy.  I
think that if you don't feel useful anymore with what you are doing, George
would be delighted to give you a chance.  He's been looking for someone for
a while now, but hasn't found anybody yet.

Kyle was suddenly in thinking mode.  That meant that he stopped talking,
concentrated on the information he had just received and was making a
mental balance of the pros and the cons.  It was obvious I had to shut up
for a while.  Even if I didn't, it had no importance as Kyle had locked
himself up in his mind and switched on his business side of his brains.
What I had done was just planting a seed in his mind and it was now his
turn to make that seed grow into a nice plant.

We reached yet another small village and enjoyed a refreshment on a sunny
terrace.  Kyle was still in his thinking mode, but suddenly came out of it
with some questions.

- What is a chairman supposed to do?

- Well, first of all the chairman is the leading force behind the good
functioning of the day-to-day business.  He is the motivating source for
the sales department.  He is the bad guy who sees that contracts are
respected.  He is the diplomat that straightens the things that go wrong
and probably a lot more things that I don't even know of.  If you seriously
think about applying for the job, the best thing to do, as soon as we are
back home, is to call George and ask for a meeting.  If you prefer to keep
it less formal, we can invite him with his wife to the hose for a dinner
and take the time to discuss it.

- Would they expect me to travel and go to meetings and so on?

- I guess that would indeed be part of the job, but I don't know for sure.
That's another question you should ask George.  If you can't wait till we
are back home, we can call him and arrange a meeting.

- That wouldn't be such a bad idea!  The restaurant we have reservation at
tonight is one of the finest in the county.  We could Invite Emily and
George tonight, if they are available.

- Let me give him a call, and we will know for sure.

I gave George a call and, although I didn't know it, he had a second
residence quite nearby.  He knew the restaurant well and he was sure Emily
would be delighted to accept the invitation.  Kyle called the restaurant
and asked if there was a problem that we would be four people instead of
two.  They were hesitating, but when Kyle mentioned that the other two
would be George and his wife, the sole fact to mention their names, he
received a positive confirmation.

We reached our hotel in the late afternoon and Kyle said he wanted to take
a nap as to be in top form for tonight's meeting, but he was far too
nervous t sleep.  He couldn't relax, even with the backrub I gave him.  I
tried to initiate making love, but he was not in the mood.  Our restaurant
reservation was for eight o'clock and at seven he was ready to go, although
we just had to cross the street.  I couldn't believe my eyes.  I had never
seen him so nervous!  Kyle was, by nature, a quiet man and self- confident.
I couldn't understand his nervousness and certainly not for meeting George
who was a friend.  At a quarter to eight, I couldn't keep him in the room
anymore.  We crossed the street and entered the restaurant.  We were led to
the bar, as our table was not ready yet.  A few minutes later Emily and
George came in and we all had a drink.  We talked about our mini holidays
in the county and about what we had all discovered.  Emily volunteered us
some more information about things to see and a few nice places to
discover.

When we sat down and ordered our food, I wanted to release Kyle from his
nervousness and opened the conversation.

- George, first of all I apologize for talking about work when the office
hours are over, but there is a subject that I wanted to talk to you about.

- Don't tell me the delivery of my Alberta is delayed, he said.

- No!  Not at all!  In fact I think that it is almost ready!  I'll have
Jessie call you to give you the exact delivery date.  What I wanted to talk
to you about is the fact that the chairman has been fired after my call to
you.

- Yes, indeed.  It was already on my list of "To Do" things.

- Have you already found a replacement?  I asked.

- No, we haven't found the ideal candidate yet.  You would be surprised at
the amount of rˇsumˇs we received.  We have studied them one by one,
but without any result.  Some had the necessary university degree but no
experience.  Some had the experience, but didn't agree to the conditions we
were offering.  It has been a grueling frustration.  Why do you ask?

- Well, I think I have the perfect candidate for you!  But before I
introduce that person, could you give me a job description?  And, as well,
what you are offering.

George gave us an extended job description and a complete list of what they
were offering, including the salary and the benefits that came with the
job.  Kyle was listening very carefully and nodded all the time.  With that
he silently told me that it would fit in his requirements.  When George was
finished he asked me who I had in mind.  I didn't say anything but pointed
to Kyle.

- I didn't know you were looking for a job!  George said.  I was convinced
you were chief editor of two wonderful magazines and happy with what you
were doing.

- I am indeed the chief editor of those magazines, but I am also ready for
a new professional challenge.  The job description you gave coincides with
my abilities.  If you want I will send you a rˇsumˇ, but I definitely
want to apply for the job.

- And I will definitely consider it seriously.  You have a very good
reputation and I think you have what it takes to do this job as we expect
our candidate to do it.  Could you drop by at my office on Monday, let's
say around eleven?

- No problem, Kyle said.

And they shook hands over the table!  Knowing George and knowing Kyle, I
knew the deal was sealed and that they would both be happy with this new
beginning.  The rest of the evening was very pleasant.  The food was
excellent and the company was even better.  It was Emily who said that now
that the business was talked over, we should leave it to the offices.  She
was right, of course.  When we left the restaurant George said he was
counting on Kyle and they once more shook hands as if it was a sealed deal.
Kyle finally relaxed.


To be continuedÉ


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