Date: Mon, 27 Apr 2015 09:13:09 +0100
From: Alain Mahy <amahy1957@gmail.com>
Subject: New-found Trust 8

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The following morning, AndrŽ and Daniel resumed their morning routine by
diving into the pool.  Officer Stern and Johnny soon joined them.  I
resumed my morning routine by preparing a pot of coffee and a healthy
breakfast.  I dressed the table on the terrace under the huge umbrella.
Our two guests didn't seem to have any problem being naked.  After
breakfast they dressed and Officer Stern promised to take Johnny home
safely.  We didn't doubt about that.  As for us, we just went down to our
office in the basement and were rewarded by yet another amount of requests
for offers entering our e-mail inbox.  More than half of it was again for
interior design projects.  We looked at each other and wondered what to do.


*****


The dilemma was important.  We had quite some work with installing swimming
pools and landscaping gardens.  We actually were on the verge to hire even
more people to satisfy our customers with their projects and timeframes.
It was not easy, as timeframes were the major issue.  People were prepared
to pay quite some money for a project, but were impatient to get it done.
Some of the delivery times were really long when they asked for specific
features.  Our providers did everything they could to shorten those
delivery times, but sometimes it was just not possible when we had to
import things.

We tried to avoid talking about the jobs when the office was closed, but
some projects really got to us, and the circumstances made us break that
rule.  Not often, but it happened.  Andre had really gotten very good with
the computers and his designs were every day more realistic.  He even
followed some courses to get all the benefits of some new software he had
purchased.  Daniel had given me all the available information and I was the
one who went to see the clients.  He would go later to take the necessary
measurements and schedule the work of our different crews.

With time, the projects for interior design came in more often and one
evening, even though the office was closed, the subject came back on the
table.

- We really have to think and talk over the interior design part, Daniel
said.  There is apparently a huge hole in the market.  We have done a few
projects, as exceptions, because we had the swimming pool and the garden
landscaping as well for the same client.  But these clients are giving us a
mouth to ear publicity that we can't overlook anymore.  We have to do
something about it.  We don't want unsatisfied customers.  Refusing the job
is getting us just that: unsatisfied customers!

- You are right, I answered, but the load of work we have now is already
difficult enough.  In my humble opinion, we have only two possibilities:
one would be to increase our personnel and try to find an interior designer
that follows our line of style.  The other possibility would be to
sub-contract a company, letting them do all the work and receiving a
commission.  But, that solution is even more difficult as we would put
forward our name and fame.  The subcontractor would have to follow our
lead.  I guess that a lot of subcontractors would find it difficult to work
"anonymously".

- I do agree with you, Andre said.  Isn't there a middle way to be found?
Like finding an interior designer that we contract and then find another
company to realize what "our" designer puts on paper?

- That would be a possibility, Daniel agreed.  The problem will not be to
find a designer, but a company that works the way we do, with the same
levels of quality we request.  A company that has the same sense of
responsibility and respects the timeframes we put on them!  Where will we
find such a company?

- We could contact the companies that advertise in the magazine where our
mansion was published in, I suggested.  The bigger ones will want to keep
their own identity, but the smaller ones would maybe see the benefits of
collaboration.

- Or... Andre said but thinking deeply for a moment, we could try to find a
decent company that is not so keen on administrating their things and
reached financial problems!  We could offer them to take over their company
with the promise all the personnel and other staff would be kept working.
Some very good craftsmen are absolutely lousy at managing all the paperwork
and financial issues.  We could take the burden off their shoulders and
keep them working for us.

- That is a brilliant idea, Daniel and I said at the same moment.  But
where would you find them?

- I guess that an appointment with our bank manager would be a first step,
Andre said.  We could explain to him what we think of doing and ask him if
he knows any company that is ion financial trouble.  I think he is the most
appropriate person to indicate us which would be the most suitable
candidate for us.  We have a very good relationship with him, so I guess it
won't any problem.  In case he can't tell us who is in financial problem
due to professional secrecy, we could tell him to contact his client
himself and suggest our proposition.

We all agreed it was a very good idea and I was the most indicated person
to have that kind of negotiation with my experience of sales manager.  That
night we went to bed with the conviction we were closer to a proper
solution.  We celebrated it by making love for much longer than we were
used to.  Andre literally fell asleep while still embedded in my ass.  Even
Daniel's loud laughter didn't wake him up.

With all the tasks we had to perform, it was also soon clear we needed and
administrative help in our office.  One of our friend's daughter was
looking for a job and after interviewing her, we all three agreed we should
hire her.  Not because she was a friend's daughter, but because she seemed
very capable to do the tasks we had in mind.  Nikki was very efficient in
her work and had the appropriate commercial attitude we needed.  On the
phone she was pleasant, polite and always smiling when talking to
customers, but she could be a real bitch with providers who didn't stick to
their word.  Nikki became soon indispensable in the office, as she was a
master in organizing our three schedules.

I went to see the bank manager.  I was surprised when entering his office,
as the person I saw was not the person I expected.  The new bank manager
told me his predecessor had received an important promotion and that he was
in charge now.  He seemed a bit young for the job, but was polite, pleasant
and professional at first sight.  He listened carefully to what I told him
and from time to time made some notes.  As he was new, he checked our
various bank accounts and was impressed with what he saw.  Daniel, Andre
and I had each our personal account, plus our joined account for the
household, plus the account of the business.  After writing down some
important requests we had about the possible candidate, he said he would
have to investigate a little and would get back to us as soon as he had any
news.  I thanked him and on my way out I crossed path with Officer Stern.

We had a manly hug with some slaps on the back (he was a public figure
after all) and went for a coffee.  I told him in rough lines what our idea
was and why I came out of the bank, meeting with the new manager.

- Oh, by the way, he said, that new manager is a nephew of mine, my
sister's oldest son.  He is a very good guy and very professional.  You can
really count on him.  You know he is the youngest bank manager they ever
had?  I know he has probably still a lot to learn, but I am sure we will
hear about him a lot more in the future.  If he does any stupidity, just
tell me, I'll put him back on tracks!

He said that last sentence with a smile on his face.  There was no doubt he
was proud of his nephew's achievements, but it was good to know we had
Officer Stern on our side.

It took Harvey, the bank manager, about two weeks before he called us and
asking us to drop by his office at any convenient time.  When I went to see
him, Andre and Daniel were with me because I wanted them to receive the
information first hand.  The news he had was good.  There was indeed a
company that was in financial problems.  It was more a family business.
The father was a professional painter.  The mother was a tailor, but had
left the dressmaking behind to help her husband with curtains, cushions and
everything else that included material and sewing machine.  Their oldest
son was a carpenter and their second was an interior designer.  They had
started the company, as they were aware that all four were professionally
compatible.  The only problem was that neither of them had accountancy
skills or financial insight.  To make a long story short, they were about
to close the business.  Daniel suggested that Harvey would call them and
invite them at the mansion to discuss the possibilities.

The following Saturday at ten sharp, the family Cannoli arrived in a
beat-up car.  They all looked devastated and had somber looks on their
faces.  We couldn't avoid thinking that we were probably their last chance,
but even they didn't believe in it.  They were of Italian background and
the good looks were running in the family.  Sergio and Betty, the parents,
were dressed well, although they didn't wear expensive clothing.
Christian, the carpenter, and David, the interior designer, the sons, were
wearing clean jeans and immaculate button down shirts.  It was clear that
David was the finer one of the two sons, and we didn't doubt for an instant
he was gay.  He was not flamboyant at all, but the word gay was written all
over him.

We invited them to sit down at the terrace table.  David was scrutinizing
all his eyes could see.  It was Sergio who spoke first.

- Thank you for inviting us, but Harvey didn't give us much information.
Looking at your house, we don't know what we are doing here!

My God ... was he nervous!  We tried very much to put them at ease offering
some coffee and biscuits.  Then I explained them the reason they were
sitting on our terrace.  While I talked, I could see their eyes getting
bigger and bigger.  Betty was apparently the first one to understand what
we were offering and soon had moist eyes.  The sadness on her face had been
replaced by hope.  Christian and David followed our line of thinking and
were soon beaming once they realized that their bad days were probably
over.  Sergio was the last one to be aware he wouldn't have to worry too
much about the future anymore.

Harvey had given us a brief description of their financial situation and a
copy of their latest accountancy balance.  Daniel, Andre and I had gone
over it and thought we could come up with a decent amount of money to take
over their family business.  When we announced what we wanted to buy their
business for, they all four had the same reaction: they lifted their hand
to their mouth and suppressed a shout of surprise.  They looked at each
other and it was Christian who asked what we exactly expected from them.

At that point Daniel took over, explaining very carefully what his business
policy was.  With everything he said, Sergio nodded as to give his
agreement.  Daniel gave a perfect and detailed job description for each of
them.  There were a few things they said they had no idea about, but Daniel
reassured them that we would organize the necessary training for those.
David was the one who was the most insecure.  Most of his work had been
done with pencil and paper and he was not sure he would manage the computer
software.  Andre told him it was not that difficult and that he would show
him.

We had a small project for a makeover of a living room and we had decided
to take the risk and asking them to do it, as a kind of try-out.  If they
couldn't do that one, there was no use of going on much further.  Daniel
laid down the plans on the table and went over it with them.  We had
intentionally left out a few details to see if Davis would notice them.  He
did.  We told them the complete project had to be done in two weeks and
that we would provide whatever they needed.  The Cannoli family accepted
the challenge in unison.

On the Monday morning we received an e-mail from them with the list of what
they needed.  We knew they couldn't afford to buy it and so ordered what
they asked for and had it delivered at the client's place.  The material
was delivered at their private home where Betty did her part of the job.
David came by with the sketches of what he was going to do and Andre showed
him how to transfer them into the computer.  David was an intelligent guy
and a quick learner.  He came by every day while his father and brother
worked in the client's house.  By the Friday he had discovered a few things
in the software program that Andre had not discovered yet.  They seemed to
get along pretty well.

The day before the deadline on that small project, Sergio called us to say
they were finished.  That was a pleasant surprise.  Daniel went over to the
client's house and was received by them with big smiles and warm hugs.  He
looked at the Cannoli family's work and was as happy as can be.  Everything
was done to the high standards Daniel asked for.  The clients were happy
and wrote out a check according to the invoice.  They said they would
recommend us to friends and family.  Daniel took quite some pictures with
his cell phone.

Once Daniel was back at the mansion, he asked Andre to show him David's
project on the computer.  As the project appeared on the screen, he took
out his cell phone and compared the design by computer and the pictures.
It was amazingly identical.  Andre mentioned matter-of-factly that David
had done the design almost completely by himself.

- I think, Daniel said, that we have found the perfect team for our
interior design's department!  We know they will need extra help on bigger
projects, but we won't have problems to find a few extra craftsmen.  I
think we can ask Harvey to transfer the necessary money to the Cannoli
family.

As the bank was still open, I called Harvey to thank him for finding the
Cannoli family and to transfer the agreed amount to their account.  The
Cannoli family had an appointment at the mansion that afternoon, as we had
promised them a definite answer.  They arrived about half an hour late,
apologizing profusely about their car that had broken down about two miles
away.  They had done the rest of the way walking to the mansion.  They were
sweating a lot.  I suggested that they took a swim in the pool, but Sergio
and Betty declined.  Christian and David said they would love to, but had
no swimming gear with them.  We had quite a few spare Speedos and offered
it to them.  In no time they were diving in the pool, while we spoke with
the parents.  We told them the money had been transferred.  The problem of
the car was no longer a problem.  We suggested however to go for a pick- up
truck so that they could use for work as well.  They totally agreed.

As Nikki had finished her work in the office, she came up to say goodbye
and wishing us a good weekend.  We introduced her to the Cannoli family,
informing her she would see a lot more of them.  To the Cannoli family we
said they could always reach Nikki for anything they needed.  While I did
the introductions, I could see there was a definite mutual interest between
Nikki and Christian.  Hmm, that was promising!

Time flew by at the speed of light.  The interior design department was a
huge success.  David had brilliant ideas and could now bring them on the
computer screen in no time.  His family understood what he wanted to
achieve and they did well.  We had to hire two people more on a permanent
base to help them.

We had an annual event at the house with our complete crew and the Cannoli
family blend in perfectly.  Speaking of blending in, Christian and Nikki
were inseparable and they formed a cute couple.  We were not really
surprised when they announced they were engaged.  In our different crews,
we had a few gays as well.  We hoped somewhere that David could relate to
one of them, but it wasn't the case.  When he was at the mansion to work,
he always did a fantastic job, but we noticed he was ogling Andre.  Andre
was totally oblivious of it, because when I mentioned it to him he was just
flabbergasted.  He appreciated David and we never heard a negative word
about him.

- What situation are you putting me into?  Andre asked.  I appreciate David
and like him very much, but I am in love with you two and not with him!
How do I handle this?  Now that you told me, I will obviously notice it.
He became a nice friend, but I don't want him as a lover!

I should have shut up!  I was afraid I created an unspoken discomfort
between them.  On the other hand I saw the desperation in David's eyes and
even more when Andre was acting indifferently.  A few times I even
suspected David would cry out his love for Andre, but I couldn't be sure.
Daniel suggested to Andre to take David apart and have a serious
conversation with him.  We didn't want to lose David because of a crush!

Andre agreed.  On a Friday afternoon, as they had finished their work and
David was about to leave, Andre asked him to have a word.  They went out to
the garden and sat on one of the big rocks.  Daniel and I disappeared
inside the house as to give some as much privacy as possible.  After about
two hours they came back to the house.  It was clear they both shed a few
tears but, nonetheless, showed smiley faces.  David left short after that.
We all three went to the terrace and waited for Andre to tell us about his
conversation.

- You were right Luke.  David is clearly in love with me.  He admitted it.
I told him how much I liked him and appreciated him, but that we could not
be lovers as I was in a relationship.  He had no clue whatsoever that we
are all three together, because he asked me if I had a relationship with
you Luke or with Daniel.  He had a hard time to understand what we have,
but he is intelligent and smart.  He understood my reasons and even more
the fact I was not in love with him.  He said that being in love is not a
choice.  It falls upon you and that's it!  He said he would survive but I
could detect the deception in his voice and in his eyes.  We hugged and
promised to stay friends whatever happens.

Daniel and I took Andre into a group hug.  We knew it was as difficult for
him as for David.  David was a fantastic co-worker and we liked him as a
person as well.  Unfortunately we couldn't stay neutral in this particular
case.  We loved Andre so much and he was part of us.  We felt sorry that he
had to go through this.  We tried to comfort him to the best of our
abilities.  We squeezed him between us as we knew he needed the contact and
knowing we were there for him.  He said he was going for a nap and
disappeared into the bedroom.  Daniel and I looked at each other.  This was
so not like Andre to have a nap at four in the afternoon.  We assumed the
situation affected Andre more than he would let us know.  We followed Andre
to the bedroom and when we arrived he was already sprawled on the bed, face
down, with just his white briefs on.  I couldn't prevent myself to think
how beautiful he was and how erotic the view was.  As he swam daily and
dried in the sun, he was well tanned.  The contrast of his golden skin with
the white briefs was stunning.  Just one look at Daniel and we undressed to
our briefs as well.  Daniel was lying down on Andre's right-hand side and I
did the same on his left-hand side.  We threw our arms and legs around
Andre and hugged him forcefully.  I kissed his left cheek and went to
nibble at his earlobe.  Daniel mimicked me.  Andre lifted his head towards
me and our lips met.  After a few moments, Andre broke the kiss and turned
towards Daniel to kiss him as well.  Andre turned around and was lying on
his back.  Daniel and I approached and we started our favorite activity: a
three-way kiss.  Our tongues were dancing to an unheard music.  Our hands
roamed over each other and sending shivers of pleasure to the body we were
touching.  Daniel and I were synchronized.  When my hand went down and
pinched Andre's nipple, Daniel's hand was doing the same.  When my hand
went down and rested on Andre's crotch, Daniel's hand joined in and we
massaged Andre's genitals in unison.  I slipped my hand beneath the
waistband of Andre's underwear and Daniel followed me immediately.  I
grasped Andre's cock and Daniel went for his balls.  Andre was hard even
before I could start to stroke him.  His scrotum shrank as if he was about
to explode, but it was only the excitement that caused it.  Andre lifted
his hips to press his manhood in my hand and Daniel took the opportunity to
pull down his briefs.  While he was at it, he pulled down mine as well and
than took off his.  Three naked bodies collapsed together.  Our hands
caressed skin and wakening the nerve endings on their way.  I went down on
Andre's body and Daniel once again followed my example.  We each nibbled
and softly bit at one of Andre's nipples.  He arched his back under our
ministrations.  Daniel and I went down and licked out his navel while we
were kissing each other.  Andre's cock jumped up and down in anticipation
of what was to come.  He didn't have to wait long till Daniel and I were
kissing with Andre's cock between our mouths.  We intertwined fingers,
holding his balls in out hands and exerting a slight pressure.  Andre's
breathing got heavier and as I had my hand on his chest, I felt his
heartbeat increasing in speed.  His whole body was spasming under our
feathery touches of his inner thighs.  In the corner of my eye I saw his
toes curl so much that I thought it had to be painful.  I lowered my body
yet more and kissed his legs till I reached his feet.  Daniel was still
mimicking me.  I took Andre's right foot in my head and kissed it till I
was at his big toe.  I opened my mouth and sucked on it, twirling my tongue
around it.  I looked at Daniel who looked at me and we both smiled.  We
were giving our lover the time of his life with our harmonized pleasing
him.

Andre was squirming beneath us.  We had no mercy on him and continued our
ministrations, licking his feet and ankles and coming back up to his groin.
Licking, kissing and softly biting to the smallest parts of his legs and
thighs.  Andre and I pulled on legs, spreading them wide so we had access
to his perineum, licking his tender flesh.  I pulled his right leg over my
shoulder and Daniel his left.  His puckered hole was winking at us.  We
smiled and dove in.  The two tongues on his rosebud made Andre pant and
clenching his fists on the sheets.  With every move, another of his muscles
spasmed.  Daniel and I French kissed his hole and we soon had it that much
covered in spit, that he could penetrate him with one finger each.  We
reached deep inside of him and his moans and groans got louder.  As I
pushed in another finger, Daniel did as well and Andre had four fingers
inside of him, but he loved it and pushed his hips on them.  Daniel went
back up and took Andre's cock in his mouth.  I continued kissing his
rosebud.  I used some of the spit to lubricate my own cock.  I then pushed
Andre on his side so that Daniel could deep-throat him while I aimed my
cock on Andre's hole.  I didn't really have to push.  It was more like
Andre was sucking it in with his ass-muscles.  I did a few back and forth
movements till my cock slipped easily in his love tunnel.  Once I reached
this point, I wrapped my arms around his chest and rolled us over.  Andre,
impaled on my cock was lying on his back on my chest.  Daniel kneeled down
between our legs and pushed Andre's wide open.  I could feel Daniel's
tongue on the base of my manhood and licking Andre's hole while I pushed in
and out.  Andre cried out in ecstasy.  Daniel saw the ideal opportunity to
aim his cock just above mine and with small little thrusts he entered Andre
as well.  Daniel took his time and was inside Andre up to the hilt,
pressing my cock at the same time.  Andre's cock was rock-hard and pressed
between his own stomach and Daniel's.  Daniel resumed his in and out
movements and caused a strong friction on Andre's cock and causing him to
go over the edge.  His creamy white juice spurted out of his cock while he
screamed out loud.  His ass-muscles milked Daniel's and my cock.  As Daniel
climaxed, I felt his juice travelling at the underside of his shaft.  That
made me having my orgasm as well.  Daniel and I were filling Andre's bowels
and that made it all even more slippery.  The contraction of Andre's
ass-muscles expulsed both our cocks.

Daniel rolled off of Andre and Andre off of me.  We were lying there next
to each other, coming back down from our sexual height, satisfied and
content.  We once again felt our bond even stronger.  Andre rested his head
on my chest and Daniel rested on Andre's chest.  Although it was just
afternoon, we fell asleep.  We didn't sleep long, but that little siesta
did us the best of good.  Andre as well was a lot more relaxed.  It hadn't
taken away the emotional charge he had received from David, but he knew he
was loved.

David and Andre kept their word.  They could be in each other's presence in
an amicable way and proved they were adults and responsible.  David
recovered his smile and good temper.  They both even joked together.  It
was a relief.  They even worked together more and came up with brilliant
ideas that were more than welcome with our customers.  The magazine that
had been the trigger to our success with interior design, contacted us
again to know if we had more houses, swimming pools or landscaped gardens
to show.  This time they wanted us to do it in the form of an interview and
not so much put the focus on one house or garden.  We suggested that Andre
and David would be the ones to be interviewed, as they were the key of our
success.  When the article was published we were surprised they even had a
picture of our interior design crew and the history of the Cannoli family.
The result of this article was that more requests came in.



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