Chapter 10

Tom Granger thinking about his meeting with Colton, still had mixed feelings trying to understand what Colton said. To Tom, it seemed that Colton inferred that it was okay for Tom to date his daughter Myla or any other employee. Tom’s dating Myla was on Tom’s to-do list if just for the fact that she was the only woman he presently could date. At the same time, he knew he needed to be careful dating Myla and he should have a talk with her about not sharing the news that they were dating.

At the cafeteria for a coffee break, Tom sat at a table with a few members of his unit including Myla. When they were leaving the cafeteria, Tom asked Myla how things were going with the hiring and training of the part-time customer service employees. She told him she had hired four part-timers who were coming in for training this afternoon. Myla said they should be ready to start work on Monday.

“I also have the sheets from the switchboard I ask them to keep as to the peak times for when these service calls come in and will coordinate it with the times we need the part-timers to work,” said Myla.

“I can see you are right on top of this. Any plans for the weekend,” he asked.

“It’s Mom’s birthday on Saturday. Dad and I are planning a surprise birthday party for her. There will be twenty-two friends and relatives that will show up unannounced at the house at six. The catering service providing the food and drinks is scheduled to be there just after six.”

“It sounds like a fun time.”

“It should be that and a big surprise for Mom since it’s her big 5 0. Do you have any plans for the weekend?”

“It has been a while since I went to Benny’s. I want to see if things have changed. Craig in HR told me they installed a red shirt Saturday night. That means if I show in a shirt that has some red in it, the first drink is a two-for-one.”

There was a good crowd Saturday night at Benny’s. All of the people there Tom could see were wearing shirts, blouses, or sweaters, that were or contained a red color. This was a slick promotion as the size of this crowd indicated why Benny’s had instituted this red-shirt night. Tom wouldn’t be surprised if the other lounges in the area developed a similar type of promotion.

Tom started a conversation with an attractive lady, who was about his age. In talking to her, it seemed to him that she was receptive to him which could indicate more might be happening later. That was fine with him until she mentioned she was married and her husband was out of town. Her saying she was married, no matter how good-looking she was, caused Tom to reassess if he wanted to continue talking to her. He thought she could be trouble he didn’t need, which had him end the conversation and turn elsewhere.

He was lucky he did that because less than a minute later he saw Myla enter the front door and come toward him. Why she was here he didn’t know but it was nice that she was. He asked the barmaid for a drink for Myla who was wearing a red blouse.

“Why are you here? I thought you were at the surprise party for your mother.”

“I was, but all the people there were about my parent’s age. With everything under control, I knew I could leave and see how you are doing.”

“I could go for some chow. When you finish your drink do you want to go and have something to eat?”

She said she did and a short time later they went across the street to a diner.

Sitting at a table they placed their order. Tom asked for a wet hot beef sandwich and Myla ordered a BLT.

“I haven’t told you about an interesting meeting with your father. For some unknown reason, he told me about your mother working at Mid-Home and his decision to date her even though he was her superior. He said doing that was the best decision he has ever made.”

“Did he tell you how they announced they were married?”

“No, he didn’t get to that.”

“Ask him, it’s a pretty funny way they did it. When we finish eating, do you want to stop at my place for a drink?”

“Sure, why not?”

Each of them drove their cars to their condos with Tom following Myla. He couldn’t help but notice that she had a heavy foot on the accelerator driving her car.

Once inside Myla’s condo, she made him a drink and sat with him on the couch.

After a few minutes of conversation, Tom put down his glass. He had a little buzz going because of the drinks he had consumed. That caused him to give Myla a devilish look and say, “I was lucky to meet a few people I knew at Benny’s tonight. I have hopes that I can continue to get lucky before this night is over.”

Myla knew what Tom was inferring, which caused her to smile and put down her glass. She unresistingly came into his arms and they started kissing. The kissing continued and progressed to him caressing and cuddling with her. Both of them were anticipating what the outcome of their doing this would be, and while that was what they wanted, there was no rush to get to it. Tom enjoyed holding Myla in his arms and taking in the scent of her perfume. She enjoyed having Tom’s arms around her.

After a while with neither one saying anything, they both stood and walked to the bedroom. There they undressed, did more kissing, and reclined on the bed. There continued to be no rush to get to the main event. The enjoyment Tom had in holding Myla in his arms, increased when it was her naked body that was pressing against him. His hands were caressing her, going up and down her body. She wasn’t saying anything but the periodic moans he could hear from her added to his pleasure.

Myla thought it was time to take it to the next level when after a kiss she said, “It’s time.”

Instead of Tom mounting her, she mounted him. She put a leg over him and clasped his erect shaft that she positioned at her warm opening and sat down on it. Myla was in no rush to move her hips. That was fine with Tom as he was content to be kissing her and feeling her warmth on his stiff shaft that was embedded in her. While he was kissing her, he was massaging the globes of her ass. He toyed with her rosebud causing her to move her hips in a slight side-to-side motion. When his finger penetrated her rosebud she stiffened and said, “I came.”

Tom’s arms around her enabled him to twist their bodies, putting him in the superior position. He moved his hips in the age-old motion of intercourse. Myla in between her moans would say words that surprised and excited him. “Love me lover love me..., make me yours.” Her saying those words heightened Tom’s excitement and pleasure. All these sensations he was receiving from her, especially when her tongue explored his ear, caused him to make a large discharge of his spend in her. She had told him she was safe.