Chapter 11

As we uncoupled, I looked over to where the Jaxson’s were. However, they weren’t there any longer. I asked Dakota where they went. She said that they either went to their bed or to the shower to clean up.

“Shower? On a jet?” I asked.

“Oh yes, their jet has custom things that very few planes have. A bedroom, a bathroom, a galley, and of course, you have seen the living area.” Dakota explained.

Dakota got up and walked through the galley to check on the Jaxson’s. When she learned of their whereabouts, she came back to the living area and offered us to use the shower. However, she let us know that the shower was only a shower for one.

I offered Jill and Dakota to use it first. I said I would just wait out here until each of them finished cleaning up.

As Jill and Dakota left the living area, I overheard Dakota tell her to be quick as there wasn’t much water in a jet to shower.

When each of the ladies finished cleaning up, they both came back out to the living area, still naked. I stood up, my manhood beginning to stir seeing two gorgeous women walk towards me.

Dakota asked Jill if she would be upset if she had sex with me again.

“Darling, you are more than welcome to share my husband,” Jill said with a big, beautiful smile.

Dakota took my hand and walked me over to one of the luxurious reclining chairs. She offered the chair to me. I sat down in the chair. Instead of kneeling in front of me as I expected, she climbed up on top of me and impaled herself on my hard cock.

I just reclined the chair and let her do all the work. She rode me, raising herself up and down on my pelvis. My steel-hard cock disappearing into the cute, lithe blonde. It didn’t take very long before I heard her breathing change and become very intermittent. I felt her pussy clamp tighter and tighter around my manhood. I felt her whole-body spasm on top of me. After several minutes of her orgasming, she began to tire and leaned forward, putting her arms around my neck.

She kissed me very passionately. Her tongue darted into my mouth. She bit my lower lip gently, teasing me. She whispered into my ear, sweet whispers offering herself to me, no questions asked.

I felt my balls again twitch, knowing that I was about to explode inside of my new lover.

When I finally came, I exploded into her. It felt like the orgasm was twice the amount of man juice that I shot earlier. As my orgasm subsided, Jill leaned over and kissed me.

“You are so sexy when you are fucking someone else. I just love watching you with other beautiful women. You are so very sexy, my darling.” Jill whispered into my ear.

Dakota had leaned onto my chest, only to fall asleep from the amount of sexual energy all of us expended. I sat the chair back in its original position. I stood up gently, picking Dakota up and laying her on one of the couches. Jill had found a nice soft blanket and covered her up as she slept.

Jill walked me down to the shower area, explaining that I should only take about a 3 to 5-minute shower. Just long enough to wash the cum off me. I kissed her and climbed into the shower.

After my quick shower, I got out and dried off. I walked back to the living area to dress. Dakota was still sleeping on the couch. Jill was fully dressed. I began to dress when Melanie appeared.

“David, Jill, while my husband sleeps, I want to invite the both of you to stay at our home in the Hamptons. We would really appreciate if you would agree as we don’t want you guys to have to stay in some stuffy hotel. What do you say?” Mel asked.

I looked over at Jill and shrugged my shoulders, letting her know that she would be making this decision.

“Ok, we would be honored. Thank You, Melanie.” Jill said.

“Great, now can someone wake Dakota? She needs to make me a drink and one for my husband.” Mel asked.

Jill walked over to Dakota and gently shook her until she woke.

Melanie walked over to me. She whispered into my ear, “Thank you. This is one of my best flights ever. I’m so glad my husband insisted on coming out to surprise the both of you.”

Mel leaned into me and kissed me very passionately. She cupped my face while she kissed me.

I looked at Jill, who was just smiling from ear to ear with that big beautiful smile of hers. Jill walked over and joined in the kiss. All three of our tongues were darting back and forth between the other two.

I noticed that Dakota was no longer on the couch. In fact, she wasn’t even in the living area.

I felt a hand grab my ass and give it a squeeze. It was Melanie.

The pilot came on the intercom announcing that we had begun our descent into JFK. He also said that the limo is currently waiting to take us to the house in Southampton.

I felt a sharp adjustment to the jet and heard the landing gear go down and lock into place.

Jill and I took our spot on one couch and Mel sat in the other reclining chair.

We touched down on the runway. Jill’s eyes got wider as she enjoyed the thrill of landing. As we were taxiing to the planes final resting spot Mel got up and went to get her husband.

The jet came to a final resting stop, and the hatch was opened, I let Jill leave the plane first, followed by Melanie, myself, and finally Bob. Their limo was waiting at the bottom of the stairs. The driver opened the rear door. He was tall and of Hispanic descent.

“Hector, please call and find out if Per Se is available to us,” Bob said to his driver.

“Yes, sir.”

We all climbed into the limo. Jill and I sat with our backs to the driver and Bob and Mel sat facing us.

“Bob, on the flight you made a statement that keeps roaming around in my head. You said that we needed a ‘revolution’. What did you mean by that?” I asked.

“Well, David with all that happened on the flight ... THAT is what you came away with? That is funny. I’m glad to see that you’re not distracted by great sex and you are thinking all the time. That’s a sign of a big picture thinker, while never forgetting the day-to-day challenges. Which is why I believe you would make a great senior manager for me.” Bob said.

I sat there knowing that I’m missing something.

“David, I see how the limo company can make 10 times the money it currently makes. However, it needs something drastic to move the owners over to wanting to sell. What needs to happened is a revolution. Think about it. What is a revolution, but a sudden change in direction, be it a company’s direction or a country’s leadership. It’s all the same.” Bob explained to me.

He was absolutely right! We needed a plan to put into place to get the current owners willing to move to a position to sell. The million-dollar question is “how”?

I saw Jill smiling. I just knew that her brain was working overtime.

Jill piped up, “I may just have an idea on how to make the revolution work.”

“Well, don’t keep us waiting. Do tell.” Melanie chimed in.

“Ok, I see it as a three-step plan. First step: The Police need to put pressure on the company. Second step: Get the Feds involved on the slavery contracts, like the one with Tina. Third and final step: When the Russian brothers call wanting to sell, act very disinterested. Low ball their offer by at least 50%” Jill explained to us.

We all sat there amazed with the simplicity of her plan. It sounded like a very successful idea. The only issue I could see was how to get the Feds involved. Bob looked over at me as I was deep in thought.

“David, the answer to the question you are thinking is: The ACLU and the Washington Post.” Bob retorted as if he was a mind reader.

“Perfect” was all I could say.

Melanie chimed in, “You probably don’t know this, I know that Bob knows, but I have a sorority sister who is a manager for the Washington Post. I could take her out to lunch and just drop Tina’s contract issue into the conversation. They would eat that up.”

Bob added, “I can call a friend who works for the ACLU.”

Jill added, “David and I know a City Police Sargent that we trust,”

There you have it. A simple three-step plan.

However, we needed to discuss what to do once we acquire the company. My mind went from Revolution to Evolution. How do we institute change in the company to make it more profitable; better place for the staff to work; and rules to guard against anyone flexing their own agenda?

Hector called on the intercom, “I’m taking you to Per Se. They said that they will have a table ready for you whenever we get there.”

“Thank you, Hector.”

We spent the rest of the ride just chatting about how to make the limo company better. Jill and I talked about adding some veteran drivers from other companies. We discussed security for our female drivers. We discussed setting up retirement and bonus plans for all employees. We even discussed how to stay in the gray area of the law to not raise suspicions of local, state, and federal authorities. Bob came up with the idea of employee stock ownership. He explained that if the business is going to be successful and stay under the radar of law enforcement, then the employees should want to protect the company and stock ownership would achieve just that.

When we arrived at the restaurant, Hector opened the door to allow us to exit the limo.

The inside of Per Se was like no restaurant that I had ever seen. Jill almost squeaked with excitement as we entered one of the top restaurants in New York.

Our meal took almost 4 hours. We had some wine. We had a delicious 9 course chef’s special meal. We had a delightful conversation about many things, not just about the limo company. By the end of the meal, I had pretty much decided to go work for Bob no matter how the revolution played out.

Jill leaned into my ear and whispered, “Darling, I know you’re good, but are you really THAT good? Listening to the amount of money he’s talking about starting is incredible. Really honey?” When she stopped whispering in my ear, she lightly nibbled on my earlobe and gave me a smooch on the cheek.

I made an offer to Bob as we were finishing dessert, “Bob, I believe that I would really enjoy working with you. I’m prepared to make you an offer of what I believe would be a fair offer for me to come work in your company.”

Bob seemed interested.

“Bob, you already talked about paying me $900,000 a year with the standard bonus and benefit package. However, I want to make this the very last employer I ever must work for. Here’s what I was thinking: Reduce my pay to $750,000 per year but match that amount dollar for dollar and hire Jill. While it does increase your overall cost by $600,000 it provides you with not one but two dedicated people that would join your organization. I tell you this knowing that you already know Jill is pregnant. I believe that she has already demonstrated just how good she is at thinking through and anticipating problems and thus creating solutions. We would report only to you and no one else. We certainly would be willing to sign a multiyear contract with certain specific days off since we will be starting a family soon. Plus, we would appreciate the opportunity to remain living in the town we currently live and not have to move to New York.”

“David, that sounds like a reasonable offer. I need to spend some time talking to my wife. Would you mind if we tabled this discussion until the end of your visit?”

Jill spoke up, “That would be wonderful. We’ll address this again on Tuesday before we leave on Wednesday.”

Everyone smiled. Somehow, I felt in my heart that the offer would be accepted, and Jill and I would go to work for someone that actually cares.

As we left the restaurant, we all discussed lots of things: politics, sports, general interests, traveling, family, and oddly enough great sex. It turns out that Bob and Melanie are just a couple of wealthy horndogs.

Every night we spent at the Jaxson’s house in Southampton made us feel as if we were in a dream. For a week, we lived a lifestyle that we had never been bold enough to imagine.

The house in Southampton was built like a castle. The square footage of this monstrous home was more than 100,000 square feet. 15 bedrooms, 20 bathrooms (obviously designed by a woman), the home had a personal chef, several housekeeping staff, a wine cellar, a movie room, and a business office that was larger than my entire apartment. As someone who’s background was in food service, their kitchen rivaled any restaurant kitchen that I had ever seen. In addition to the sizeable kitchen, there was a food pantry and a prep area that was separate from the actual working kitchen. The home also had an Olympic sized swimming pool and a workout room with exercise equipment that would rival even the best workout facilities. The Jaxson’s also had a personal masseuse, a limo driver (Hector), and a 12-car warehouse on the grounds. This was certainly living the life of luxury; Jill and I were quite simply ... AMAZED.

The whole house just reeked of money. Expensive artwork on the walls, wonderful stone sculptures positioned throughout the home, even the furniture was amazing in each room.

Mel piped up with a source of pride in her voice that she had done most of the interior designing with Bob adding some finishing touches for a more personal touch. She also went on to tell us that this home was not the largest one in Southampton, there were several much larger.

“Much larger?” I asked.

She didn’t mention any names of the owners, but she did say that there was one home that was more than a half a million square feet. I stood there completely flabbergasted. Mel did say that the owner of that home is quite the asshole, which caused a loud belly-laugh from all of us.

As the house tour was ending, Jill spoke up asking Mel, “What’s the story on Hector? He looks Yummy!”

I just smiled. I knew where this was headed.

Mel replied, “Well my dear, Hector is totally available to you, me, or anyone. He is quite the horny bastard. Do you want me to summon him for you?”

“Yes, she would love for you to do that.” I answered for Jill.

“By the way, he is BI if you’re interested.” Mel said to me with a wicked grin.

Mel picked up the house phone, punched in a couple of numbers and summoned Hector to the downstairs living room.

Hector showed up just a few minutes after being summoned.

“Yes, Ma’am. Is there something I can do for you?”

“Why yes Hector, this nice couple were asking me if you were available for some playtime?” Mel replied.

“Would you be joining Ma’am?”

“Only if I’m invited.”

“Mel, we are guests in your beautiful home. You and Bob are most certainly invited to join us in any play we do here. You do not need an invitation. We are always interested in people joining us for wonderful healthy play!” I said to Mel.

I added on, “Hey, is there any chance we can get that cute blonde from the jet, Dakota to join us? Your husband and I were going to DP her, but it never happened, just though if she’s available maybe him and I can get a second shot.”

Mel replied, “That’s a wonderful idea. Jill and I can tag team Hector and you and Bob can tag team Dakota. Sounds wonderful to me?”

Melanie picked up the phone again, punched in more buttons and summoned Dakota to come to the downstairs living room.

Several minutes passed before she arrived. When she did arrive, she was wearing a tight-fitting wife beater tee shirt and some jean daisy duke shorts and white sneakers. It didn’t appear as if she was wearing a bra since she had no strap marks on her shoulders.

Melanie then called Bob. She spoke softly and hung up the phone.

“Bob sends his regrets as he is involved in a long-distance phone call to Japan and thinks he will be tied up for a while. He said to get started and if his business ends in a reasonable time, he will join us.

Hector and I smiled at each other. We knew what we had just gotten ourselves into, two guys, three beautiful women ... GAME ON!

Mel led all of us to the entertainment room, which she initially called it the movie room, but somehow ‘entertainment room’ seemed more appropriate.

I said in a soft voice to Hector, “Hey, just wanted to let you know that Jill has bruised rib on her right side, please be careful.”