Chapter 78

The next day I was eating breakfast when Mandy called. And I was a bit surprised when she asked me if I had a suit. I assured her I did, and after she asked informing her it was indeed a three piece suit and charcoal grey she giggled. “OK, wear it. Don’t worry about the shirt and tie, I have one here for you.”

I went ahead and selected a shirt and tie as I would have to wear something under it, and at three arrived at the hotel. When I got in, I saw Mandy was dressed to kill. A single pearl necklace that hung almost to the center of her cleavage with matching earrings. With a form fitting knee length dark blue dress. And all of that with dark stockings, and matching shoes with two inch heels.

Mandy looked me up and down and nodded. “OK, does that have French cuffs?” I just looked at her, and Pete actually reached down and slid up the sleeve to my jacket.

“OK, that’s what I thought. That will not do. George, go into the bedroom and put on the shirt and tie hanging next to the bed.” I shrugged and removed my jacket and vest, and was removing my tie as I entered the bedroom. And the shirt was a darker blue than what I had on, but when I put it on I looked at the sleeves. After I put it on I went back out and asked how in the hell I buttoned that. “Where the button and button hole is supposed to be, there are two holes.”

Pete laughed as Mandy went to the counter and picked up a box and handed it to me. And I got it immediately, cufflinks. And I looked at them, and saw they had heraldry on them. A shield, with a tower on the top, what looked like ribbons on the sides, and three birds on the shield. And looking closely, at the bottom it said “Culver”.

“George, this is our family crest. ‘Culver’ is actually an old English word for dove, that’s why there are three doves on it.” As Pete said that, he was putting on the cufflinks for me. Mandy then handed me another box, and inside was a tie bar. Also with the Culver crest on it. As I was affixing that, she then told me to remove my watch. I shrugged and did so, and she took it from me and handed me another box.

“Wow, a pocket watch?” I said, looking inside.

“Actually, that’s a hunter’s watch. A pocket watch has an open face, a hunter’s watch has that cover that protects the glass.” Pete said that, and showed me how to open it. Then showed me how to affix the chain (“fob” he told me), and how to properly pull it out to check the time.

Mandy had me turn around once I had the jacket and vest on, and smiled and nodded. “OK, now you really fit the part. Kelly likely thinks that you’re just a gofer, now you look like an executive assistant. And take care of those, George. That set is actually worth far more than your suit is.”

“So you want them back when this is done?” I asked, and Pete shook his head. “George, that’s all yours, we bought it for you. You should know, that other than my wedding ring I only wear very specific jewelry.” And I smiled and nodded, as my brother never wore anything that did not have the Marine Corps emblem on it.

He then smiled and looked at me. “When you get there, watch out for Kelly. She’s the receptionist there at the facility, and let’s just say I had a past with her. She’s what you would call a ‘cougar’ now. She loves having boy toys almost young enough to be her son, and I think you just might be her type.”

I looked at him when he said that, and he smiled and nodded as Mandy giggled. “And no George, we are not setting you up as bait or anything, this is serendipity. When you sent the photos to us the other day, Pete recognized her in one of them. We had already bought these, as the start of your professional attire. As a student, a basic suit is fine. But soon you are graduating, so stepping you up to French cuffs and more mature accessories is simply a good idea. That way if you go for an interview you look a step above the others you may be competing with.”

Pete said that was indeed the case, then smiled. “But you do actually look to be her type. Not sure if she likes carrot tops, but all the guys I saw her with after me were like you. Pretty boys, just a tad above average height, and well built. Like me you are fit from working the ranch, but not bulked like a body builder. Think of Mark Wahlberg when he was still ‘Marky Mark’. She’ll probably want to eat you up when she sees you like that.”

And I did laugh at that, as I looked down and said it was quite a change from what I wore when I went to check out the place. “I was just in jeans and a light jacket then, nothing special.”

Mandy picked up a folder and nodded to me, and I went to open the door for her. She smiled and nodded to me as I did. “That’s perfect. Now remember, you’re my executive assistant. If asked, you work for the company as a local agent for us. Feel free to mention Gem Shore Productions, or Casa Mañana Holding Corporation, but nothing else. No Orbit, no Speedy Tech, Gem Computers, nothing like that.” I nodded, and when we exited the hotel I was surprised when I saw a towncar waiting for us with a driver. I helped Mandy get inside, then sat across from her. “There, that was actually perfect. When we arrive, you get out first then look around. Only after you have done that and things seem safe offer me your hand to help me out. That might make someone think you are also a bodyguard.”

She crinkled her nose at that and giggled, and I asked about this car. “Oh, we hired it for the day, he’s just a driver. But he knows where we’re going, and this is less flashy than a limo. Oh, and at some time if you are interested, make some comment about being tired of dating girls your age. That they are all girls, and you might be interested in dating a more mature woman.”

When we arrived I did as coached, and looked around several times before nodding to Mandy and helping her out. I walked her to the door and opened it, and saw that Kelly was already standing in front of the reception desk and there was a younger woman sitting behind it. She actually greeted Mandy as “Ms”, at which time Mandy just smiled and shook her hand and said to call her “Amanda”.

“And you already know George, my executive assistant. Is everything ready?” She ushered us into the theater, and I saw the hot dog and popcorn carts as well as the drink cart were gone. And in the place were three six foot long folding tables. Mandy looked them over and said they were acceptable. She then pulled out her phone as I looked around, and Mandy smiled and told me the caterers would be arriving soon.

She then asked if there was a place she could wait until the caterers arrived, and Kelly took us to the same room the kids had slept in on movie night. Mandy looked at the couch, and said it was acceptable. She went to sit down, and I looked around and asked what all this was.

Kelly then gave me a tour of the facility, and when she was showing me the short term desk rental area, I made it a point to “accidentally” brush my groin against her hip. She looked at me after I did, and I saw a kind of smile on her face. She then took me farther back, and showed me the break room. It was not unlike the ones at Gem Computers, with a fridge, microwave, and several tables. And as she pointed out the very expensive coffee maker that would grind the beans then make a cup to order, she made sure to brush her breasts against my arm.

Come, Watson! The game is afoot!

After some more “accidental” rubs from both of us I returned to the waiting area and started talking with Mandy. And she nodded to the side, and I saw the intercom against the wall. With the red light on the face on.

We talked for a few minutes, and then she asked me how things were going with Shawna. I looked at her, as she knew we had been over for ages. Then I remember what she had told me, and I commented how that was over. “Ma’am, she’s just too immature for me. I’m trying to get high marks so I can get somewhere, she just wants to party all the time.”

“Well, you gotta party sometime. All work and no play makes Georgie a dull boy.”

I laughed, and said that was true. But I was going to law school to get my law license, not just attending college so I could party all the time. I even commented that I might try an older gal next, one that was more mature and knew what she was doing and not kids my own age.

“Well, too bad I’m married. Otherwise, you might even be tempting.” At that point there was a beep from the intercom, and Kelly’s voice came over it saying the Caterers were there. Mandy said we would be right out, and I helped her stand and followed her out.

And as we left, I noticed that the red light was now off. Mandy noticed the same thing and smiled at me. When we got to the front we saw two of the caterers were waiting. Mandy showed the caterers where to set up at, and soon they were bringing in warming trays, plates, utensils, and the food. And Mandy just smiled at me and told me to take a break. I made it a point to pull out my new watch and check the time, and said her husband would be arriving in about forty minutes. And I saw Kelly’s eyes get a bit bigger as she actual saw the gold watch on a chain. Mandy told me to take a thirty minute break, and come see her right before he was scheduled to arrive.

Kelly took me back to the lounge room, and sat next to me on the couch. When she asked what we did, I said that Gem Shore was part of a larger family owned conglomerate. “Mostly it’s a holding company. Ranches, an airport, some technology holdings, a charter airline, two small resorts, and Gem Shore. That’s actually a TV production company. If you did not know, this is a presentation for the press of a new program we are airing next month. Just a sneak peek, the first two episodes of a ten episode series on rebuilding a 1930s airplane.”

She leaned back and said that sounded interesting, and I notice that as she crossed her thighs her skirt rode up a little higher. And when she asked me what I did, I shook my head. “Oh, I’m in law school here at CSUN. But I’m also their local agent for things that come up in LA. And whenever Mandy is down I’m her executive assistant.”

She leaned back, and her breasts became very obvious. Like two rocket cones poking out the front of her Sears and Roebuck dress. She said that sounded like I was being groomed, and I nodded. “She’s actually my sister-in-law, but as I said it’s a family owned business. My brother is the CEO, I’m expected to be the corporate lawyer once I get my degree and pass the bar. But things like this are also to give me an idea what things are like at the top levels.”

She said she wanted to get a coffee, and asked me if I wanted one. I said I would love one, and followed her to the break room. Where she made sure to bend over a lot that was not really needed as she prepared the two cups. Her ass was a bit wide, but still nicely shaped. Once she was done and hit a button, I heard a grinding noise and shortly after steam started to come out of the machine.

And I did not miss that she was rubbing her butt against me as we waited for the coffee. I read the badge on the large black and chrome machine, and I asked her what exactly it was. Well, what a Jura coffee maker was was over $5,000. Holy shit, people actually pay that much for a fucking coffee machine? My family had a ton of money, and I think the most any of us had ever paid for a coffee machine was $150 for those newer ones that use the little plastic cups with coffee in them.

She asked if I had a girlfriend when the machine was almost done, and I said I did until recently. That I had dumped her the month before because she was not taking her college seriously, and I was serious about getting my degree. And in the back of my mind as I said that I apologized to Shawna, as that was actually the reverse of what had ended things between us.

As that happened I started to remove my coat, and she smiled and shook her head. Then with the cups in hand she had me follow her to an unused office all the way in the back. Once there I removed my coat and vest and hung them on a peg on the wall. She then had me sit in the desk chair, and after handing me my cup she sat on the desk in front of me.

We continued to talk, and she was very obviously flirting with me. And when she first sat down, her knees were about an inch apart. And over time they parted even more, so now I could see most of the way up her thighs under the skirt. And they were rather well toned legs.

And when she asked me what I did for fun, I commented that when I was not flying, I was playing in a band, skiing, or roller skating. And I saw her eyes light up when I said that, which was one of the things Pete told me to try and bring up. She wondered why she had never seen me at the rink before, and I said I skated at Parthenia as it was close to CSUN.

“Oh, that’s why. I’ve been there maybe two or three times, I normally go to Moonlight in Burbank.” And taking a chance, I put my hand just above her knees and said her legs looked like she skated. And her eyes half closed as I rested my hand on the skin just under the hem of her skirt.

Holy shit, Pete was exactly right! She was not only a cougar, she was a cougar in heat. And as I said I thought I was done with girls my age and thinking of trying more mature women next, I let my hand slide up under her skirt. She was not wearing pantyhose, so my hand slid up smooth skin. And Kelly did nothing to stop me as my hand slid under her skirt, half way up the top of her thigh. Which she parted a little more feeling my hand slide up. And I was not sure if I could go through with this, as she was indeed older than Pete was. Her face now that I looked closer seemed a bit, tired. But she did have a tight figure, and big tits. Thanks to surgery according to my brother.

And when she reached down and held her hand over the back of mine, I thought I had blown it and pushed too hard. But she surprised me by instead of removing my hand slid it down to the inside of her thigh. Then said that maybe I should try more mature women. “After all, we not only have a lot to offer, we also have a lot to teach. To the right student that is.”

And I saw her eyes close when my fingertips finally grazed the edge of her panties. And she was not only in heat, she was wet. I pushed them to the side and caressed smooth shaven lips. Turgid with her desire, and dripping. And she moaned as I caressed her, parting her lips with my fingertips and starting to tease her opening.

At that time my phone rang. Fuck! Thankfully it was Mandy, and when she asked me where I was I said I was having a cup of coffee. And when she asked if Kelly was with me I said she was. She then reminded me that the rest would be there in about fifteen minutes then hung up. And I sighed when I said I only had fifteen minutes left on my break.

“Tell me George, can you come to the rink in Burbank on a Tuesday or Thursday night? That’s normally when I’m there”. And as she said that, removed my hand and made sure to part her thighs more than needed as she slid off the desk.

“Well, that’s a bit of a drive for me. That’s a hell of a lot farther than just going to the one five minutes from the campus.”

“Oh, I think I can make it worth your while to take a bit of an extra drive” she said, as she sank down to her knees in front of me. And I could see now why she likely did not wear pantyhose, as she would surely put runs in them if she did this wearing them.

And I watched as she opened my slacks and pulled my cock out. And after saying it was lovely she took me right into her mouth and started sucking. Fuck, she was good! Nice suction, good lip pressure, and with a head bobbing that showed she knew what she was doing and that we did not have much time. But as good as it was, I wanted to get my hands on her tits. I reached down into her top, and they were as big and hard as they looked. They felt fake as hell, with almost no droop to them at all. Like two bags of jello, but hard almost frozen jello and not soft at all. But when I pushed my hands inside of her bra, her nipples were big and hard and she moaned when I squeezed them in my fingers.

I told her that her tits were magnificent, and I could not wait to fuck them. And that she gave an incredible blowjob, the best I’d ever had. She gave a deep groan when I said that, obviously enjoying that I appreciated her skills. Neither of those was really true, but she did not know that. Her blowjob was skilled, but also, mechanical is best the term I would use. Obviously only intending to get me off, not the honest enjoyment that even Amy had shown because she was trying to give me pleasure and not just get me off. She was more skilled than Amy, but Amy still gave a better blowjob because it was “honest”. She pulled back a moment and smiled at me. Which looked frightful as her lipstick had smeared all over the place. “And if you meet me at Moonlight, you can experience that and more.” And with a leer she resumed sucking my cock.

Holy cow, what a slut! And my brother actually dated her? Well, her blowjobs were alright, I could only imagine she had a magic pussy or something else to make up for all her fakeness. And as she continued to suck my cock, I realized what it was she was reminding me of. That night after the party when I discovered Shawna was engaged. I had seen Luna walking on the street, and pulled over and paid her to suck my cock. Where she became the prostitute “Elena” for one of the few times instead of my occasional lover Luna. And Luna sucked me off the same way, businesslike and with efficiency.

And I looked at clock on the wall, and just in time. I told her I was about to cum, and she moaned and bobbed her head faster. And I did something I had never done before. I grabbed the back of her head and forced it down just as I started to cum. She gave a gurgled cry as I did that, but did not try to pull away and swallowed my entire load.

She looked up and smiled at me, and said more to come next time. “Or if you come by here and nothing is going on. It’s normally just me here most days.” I allowed her to kiss me, but she really looked a mess with her lipstick smeared all over the place. And it made me think of a clown in a horror movie, she really was a fright. And when I tucked my cock back in and zipped up I could see her lipstick on it also. I told her I would do that, and as I went back to the front I saw her go into the bathroom. Likely to fix her horror movie look with lipstick smeared onto her cheeks and part way down her chin.

Mandy smiled when she saw me coming towards her from the back hallway. She asked how things had gone, and I simply said they had gone farther than I had ever expected. She grinned at me, and said Pete and their guests would be here shortly.

There were about two dozen people in the theater now, and I saw among them was Peggy and Mike, as well as Holly and Julie with their husbands, the couple that were renting my house, even Keith was there. And Jack and his girlfriend of course. And I saw Kelly standing next to Mandy and talking with her when the towncar pulled up in front.

I stepped to the door and opened it just as Linda stepped in, and I saw Kelly glance at her, then look again and stare. “Ms. Carol, you know you’re not welcome here, right?”

Mandy simple smiled, and stated that not only was Linda her guest, she was also her sister. Kelly looked at her hard at that, and only turned back to the front when Pete came in, with Becky on his arm. And at that, I saw Kelly’s jaw almost hit the floor.