Chapter 87

I was stunned. Gordon Scott.

"John, may I call you John?" Gordon asked.

"For now. What's going on? I hear you have been traveling around the country asking questions about me."

"Yes, I have," he said. "I have written a story about you. Before I finalized it I wanted to talk to you personally."

Tom interrupted. "John, Gordon and I have mutual friends. When he found out you and I were associated, he called me."

"Tom refused to divulge anything about you until I talked to you," Gordon said.

"I appreciate Tom's loyalty, but why are you doing a story on me?"

"You're an enigma. When I first heard about you, I expected a macho asshole. Instead I found a nice guy. I've sold your story to one of the prestigious weekly magazines but I haven't sent them the final draft yet."

"Are you saying that you will be publishing it whether I agree or not?"

"More or less."

Tom interjected, "Before you say anything else, please read his draft."

Tom handed me a small stack of papers, which I began to read.

After reading the piece I laid it down. "It's different."

Gordon asked me questions about the incidents that had occurred in my life and for the most part I told him 'no comment'. "Why do you feel you need to put my story out to the public?"

"Because you are news. You stand for right and justice. You have stepped up where others faded away."

I felt uneasy about this but other than the threat of a libel suit, I couldn't stop his publishing. I asked Gordon if he could excuse Tom and me. He graciously stood up and left Tom's office. After he closed the door, I asked Tom what my options were.

"Everything he has written is true, isn't it? Since it is true there is no libel."

"Yes, but I don't want to be a national celebrity. I had hoped the Santa Fe fiasco would have faded away by now."

"If you fight him about the story he could put a different twist on it."

"You're my attorney. What do you recommend?"

"I recommend you don't put up any resistance for him to publish his story."

"You're the expert. Let's get him back in here."

Gordon came back in and we discussed the story. I told him I wouldn't object to his publishing his story but I really didn't want the publicity. Gordon asked if he could take my picture and Tom gave me a look that strongly suggested I cooperate. I posed for a few pictures, shook his hand and left.

In the car Audrey seemed to pick up on my irritation. "What happened in Tom's office? You seem upset?"

"I don't want to talk about it right now, you will find out about it soon enough." As my assistant, Audrey was going to have to learn my moods and know when to let things go.

I grabbed my phone and called Tamara. When she answered I asked if she had plans for lunch. She said she and Michelle were already heading to meet Trish for lunch. I told her I would see her later.

I headed the car to the office. I decided to check on the remodeling. Christina was at the reception desk in the temporary office. Lisa was surprised to see us. I asked her if she had any updates to which she replied she didn't.

I walked in to Susan's office where she was at her table with the floor plans spread out. I looked at the plans and noticed yellow highlight marks on the completed items. I was pleased that she was as thorough as she was. She took Audrey and mw up to the fourth floor for a tour.

There were probably ten craftsmen working on various stages of completion. The progress was ahead of schedule by what I could determine. Susan led the way to my office. We walked through the office that would be Audrey's. She pointed out that visitors would have to go through her area to get to my office. Once inside my office, she pointed out the executive wet bar. I didn't remember that in the original plans and asked Susan about that.

"Since we were putting in a full bathroom in the apartment, it was easy enough to pipe up a wet bar in your office. Fred had seen one in another building and contracted the carpenter that built that one to do this one."

I liked it and liked that Susan didn't feel the need to get my approval on little items. She led the way into the apartment and I looked like it was going to be very cozy.

"I had Fred design the walls in your office and the apartment to be soundproof. I assumed you wanted complete privacy." She had an evil grin on her face and when I glanced at Audrey, she too was grinning.

Susan then took us to the Eagle offices. I was impressed because they were a different style. Whereas Tamara and my areas were classic old style with a lot of wood trim, the Eagle offices were more modern with clean crisp lines and metal trim.

Tom's suite was even more old style than mine. It looked like an attorney's office should look like. His office had deep mahogany paneling.

Susan said the furniture would start arriving the next week. She said the official opening would be in three weeks. Her cell phone rang and she walked away to have her conversation.

"The offices are beautiful. Is this what you envisioned?" Audrey asked.

"It is better than I envisioned. Susan has done a great job."

"I hope I can meet your expectations as well as Susan has."

"I don't have any doubts."

Susan came back up and asked if there were any other areas I wanted to see. I mentioned the basement. She led the way to the elevator. Once in the elevator I mentioned that Audrey was going to need a laptop and PDA.

"She can have Hera," Susan said,

"Who's Hera?" I asked.

"Hera is the fourth laptop of the original laptops we purchased before the Scottsdale trip. I have Zeus, you have Adam, and Lisa has Eve. As for PDA's, we haven't discussed those. What brand do you want?"

"I think we need to look into that a little closer. The technology has been progressing faster than I have been able to keep up with. Will you look into that and come up with a recommendation?"

"I'll come whenever you want me too," she said with that evil grin.

"Are you horny or what?" I teased.

Susan reached over to the elevator panel and hit the stop button. "Yes I am. Audrey, would you care to help me convince our boss he needs to eat something for lunch?"

Susan sank to her knees and started undoing my buckle. Audrey started taking her clothes off. When she finished, she relieved Susan and took over stripping me while Susan got undressed. Audrey took my cock in her mouth and I was completely hard in a few seconds.

Susan pulled me down on the floor and positioned me on my back. I couldn't help but notice Susan's garter belt. Her thighs were very appetizing as they straddled my face. I felt Audrey slide down my cock.

"Lick me, John. I have wanted to do this since the first day we toured the building," Susan said.

Audrey wasn't saying much but was furiously humping my cock. She must have been worked up because she came very quickly. Susan was on the verge of cuming when she lifted off my face and took Audrey's place on my cock. I remembered what I most admired about Susan as she began to use her cuntal muscles to milk my cock. Audrey must have decided my tongue was lonely because she straddled my face and I licked her labia and clit until she had another orgasm.

Audrey's must have triggered Susan's orgasm because I had two spasming females on top of me. This proved too much for me because Mr. Happy joined in the orgasm thing. We laid there for a few minutes enjoying the subsiding flesh fest. It's a good thing there were more than one elevator in the building.

Audrey was the first to rise and then Susan. I was drenched from both my sweat and the juices from my lovely ladies. I had to laugh when Audrey picked up a piece of clothing and said, "Whose is this?"

The levity helped bring us back to reality and we got dressed. I almost forgot why we were going to the basement. I asked Susan to point out where the shooting range would be. She showed me the northeast corner. I paced off the area and it was perfect. There were a few things that would need to be moved but it would work nicely.

"I'm satisfied in more ways than one. Would you ladies like to have lunch?"

We headed back to the office to see if Lisa or Christina wanted to join us for lunch. It turned out that they were dining with there respective friends. I asked Lisa where Lena was. She told me Lena was running a few errands and wasn't expected back until later.

We piled into the Mercedes and I took the women to lunch. I loved the looks my women received when we went out. Susan was dressed in a nice business suit (though slightly wrinkled) while Audrey had on jeans that appeared to have been painted on. Both looked delectable and beautiful.

We finished lunch and were enjoying the conversation when Susan looked at her watch.

"Do you have some place you need to be?" I asked

"I have to get back to work. My boss is a real slave driver. Shall we get back... Master?"