Chapter 42

The drone from a church organ on the radio cracked the silence of an early Sunday morning as Joe and Selena slept off a long night of rich food, wine and spirited love making. Selena rose up her nude body and reached over Joe to the radio to switch the station to an FM music station and then hit the snooze bar. Her breasts hung in his face as he opened his eyes.

"God! I thought I was in church and then I open my eyes to these beauties, I was sure I was in heaven." He joked with his cottonmouth.

Selena smiled as she slid back to the warm spot she occupied next to Joe, pulling the sheet and comforter back up over her.

"Leave my boobies alone, you abused them enough last night, you nasty man." She feigned.

"Hmmmm, seems to me that if you play the tape back it would show me with my tongue up inside your pootie and you holding those boobies up and begging me to "get mean" with those sweet nipples." Joe said in mock defense.

"What felt good last night is sore this morning once they hit the cold." She pouted as she hugged up to Joe.

"Want me to kiss them and make them better?"

Selena's only response was to cover her breasts with her hands and roll away from Joe and slide back into a spoon with him. She immediately felt the nudge of his cock nestle between her cheeks.

"I guess we fit together too good for any position to be safe from that little soldier." She joked as she nuzzled her butt back and he draped his arm over her.

"Don't worry baby, we can save it all for Tuesday nights welcome wagon." Joe said with a tickle to her stomach and a nudge from behind.

Selena reached back and took his hardening cock in her hand.

"I don't know if I want to go that long." She said with a smart smirk as she turned her face to see his.

"I'll bet if I wash him real good in the shower, with my mouth ummm... "

She said enticingly.

Joe smiled big and was overcome with passion as he rolled onto her and dug his hands under her mauling her breasts with one hand while the other shot to her pussy.

"I can never get enough of you." He growled in her ear as he rolled back onto his back with her on top, his cock now fully hard and nuzzled between her cheeks.

Selena sat up on him as he took his hands from her and raised her ass enough to free his cock. She turned around and took it and placed the head at her entrance and sank her pussy over it, bending forward.

"Oh Joey, he still feels good in my sore little pussy." She said bending all the way forward on her hands facing away from him and bouncing up and down 5 or so times.

"I bet you have a good look at my other little hole. Joey, that hole is already hungry for you. Tuesday night I'll be ready for you to drive me crazy there." She said as she turned her head back and then popped her pussy off his dick.

"I think we need to hit the shower and take care of that problem and give me a little of what I'm hungry for. Something to keep me satisfied until you see me on Tuesday." She teased and giggled, knowing she was driving him crazy.

He HAD been looking at her little asshole as she bent forward up and down on his cock. Every time she went back down onto him it seemed to dilate open and it did make him crazy. The fact she bounced off the bed taking her warm pussy and inviting asshole away from his gaze made the promise of the oral shower massage even more urgent.

He was but 5 steps behind her but she managed to get into the shower ahead of him with the first cool bursts of water flushing out of the shower head. Her nipples sprang up once again as she covered her breasts and pinned herself to the back of the shower as Joe got in and took her in his arms and adjusted the water.

"Come here, I'll keep that little body warm. Let me wash you." He said as he pulled her under the steamy spray and grabbed the bar of soap from behind her.

Holding her fast with one arm the other ran the bar over and over her back just above the spray until both hands were massaging her back using the suds for slippery sexiness. He backed her out the spray a bit and finished soaping her back, lowering his hands to her pretty ass. He lathered each orb and put the soap on the shelf as he massaged each pretty cheek until he started insinuating his fingers between to clean her pretty butt cleavage and private little hole. But "private" was hardly the word he would have used for how he wanted to treat the wrinkled morsel.

He ran his slippery fingers over and over the dimple feeling it spread under his play. Suddenly he centered his middle finger on the hole and without warning as he pulled his head from her shoulder to rivet their eyes together; he pushed his finger in quickly, completely.

" nnnnnnnnnNOOOOOOOOO... ERRRRTTGHH! JOEY!" She yelped, as she pulled herself tightly to his body.

He twisted his finger around and again reached for her depths as she grunted in protest.

"This may hurt now and feel uncomfortable, but remember; Tuesday you'll beg me to split you open with my fat cock here." He whispered in her ear as he slid his finger out and continued his washing and rinsing of her crack.

"I know you'll be gentle and make love to me while I beg you not to ever stop." She said with a shudder, relieved to be rid of the intrusion, but glad he gave her the reminder.

Joe brought her back under the spray to rinse and wet her hair. Selena trembled and shook while Joe washed her hair. Her lovers fingers' massaging her scalp was one of the sexiest things she had ever felt and brought her to the edge of orgasm many times. Being titillated in that manner with the stream of water running down her body and coursing over her smooth mound was like being overly hungry and sure you could smell steak grilling. Her appetite had been whetted.

As she bent over to allow Joe to rinse her wet locks that hung perfectly from her head she shielded her eyes so she could open them to get her bearings. Joe's fingers running through her hair made her want him more than ever this morning but when she opened her eyes and saw she was bent toward his straining cock just as Joe declared her finished. Nothing could have stopped her from stepping forward the half step to lower her mouth over the head.

Joe's knees almost buckled at the welcome feeling of her mouth going over the expanded head of his cock. Her lips pushed the foreskin back past the corona as he took the step back and she went to her knees. Without using her hands she stroked his cock in and out of her mouth, pausing occasionally to nip and flutter her tongue on the head as she looked up at him. She knew it drove him crazy and the second time she teased he put his hands on her shoulders and began to pump in and out of her mouth. He wanted relief quickly and this rhythmic stroke would do the trick fast. Her tongue slid under his cock each time the rim of the head rippled over her lips. He wasn't thrusting long and hard to gag her, just her sucking mouth on the head and just behind would do it.

"Oh God! Selena Hanson you drive me crazy with that mouth and I'm going to cum, just like you want!!" He said causing her to reach for the backs of his thighs to be sure he didn't slide away. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhh, here it is... mmmmmmmmm. Don't stop, Oh, Oh, my sweet. You're so nice!" He said blowing out hard in relief.

Selena loved to hear him rave out his oral pleasures as she took care of him because she enjoyed it as well. She still tasted him so she hadn't let up on her pressure around him.

"Oooooooooooooooo babe.That's good. No more, no more!" He groaned as she slipped her mouth from him and stood to rinse her mouth in the spray.

She quickly took the soap and began to scrub and wash Joe's body as he recovered against the shower wall.

"Come on now Joe and cooperate because once the water gets cold I'm out of here." She laughed knowing they had spent too much time already.

She finished washing his body, including his genitals which she could now safely wash without threat of immediate arousal. As she turned him around to wash his butt she ran her hand up and down his crack moving closer to his asshole, much as he had done.

"Maybe you want the same kind of surprise you gave me?" She asked with a sly grin to get his reaction as she ran her finger over his little hole.

He shot her a look of fear but made no move away knowing that she owed him that much for his guilty pleasure, but she moved him into the spray to rinse before temptation overtook her.

As she washed his hair she was nose to nose with him and she spoke in a low voice to be sure she sounded as sexy as what she wanted to say.

"I love to suck your beautiful cock and make you happy. It feels so sexy in my mouth when I look up and see how much you enjoy it. Now you know how good you make me feel with your mouth. I'll think of you with everything that touches my tongue until I see you again. There is no taste in the world like you. I love you."

"Oh Essy, you make it so hard to say good-bye when you talk like that."

"But it makes the hellos something special to look forward to. Now rinse off, I'm getting out to dry. The water is getting cool."

Their love was a mutual admiration society with neither able to do enough to make each other happy. Two people whose sexual appetites for each other seemed insatiable, but admired and tuned with the others brain and personality so much that they could barely remember a time when they weren't together.

The Amtrak 12:20 to New York's Penn Station began to roll out of the station as Selena blew Joe a kiss through the window. She settled back in her seat and thought how silly the tears and emptiness she felt were. In just over 48 hours they would be together again in their own private little heaven with the joys and pleasures of the world at their beck and call. In the meantime there was work to be done and business to take care of. With the WSG "Week in Review and Financial Pulse" fresh from Joe's printer she caught up with what was going on and what was being monitored. She knew Mr. Ford was leaving her a laundry list of situations he was keeping an eye on, but she also prepared for whatever she might read into the worlds political and financial heartbeat. With tears from her lover's farewell barely dry the gears of the financial world began meshing in her head trying to anticipate ways the fiscal winds might blow.

On this trip a confidant Selena Hanson strode out of Penn Station with a Red Cap trusted to her bags and cases. On her way out she stopped at a Hudson News kiosk to get bottled water and saw the long line and started to walk away. The Red Cap yelled to an apparent friend behind the counter to "put it on my tab" and grabbed a bottle from the cooler.

He looked back at her as he handed her the water. "On a week day I owe him for a 100 papers, I bet. My customers don't wait. Time is money and it doesn't hurt my tips." He said as a hint with a wink.

Her driver stood to attention when he saw her coming and opened the trunk of the Towne Car. As the Red Cap helped load her bags she tapped him on the shoulder and pressed a $50 bill into his hand. It was the smallest bill in her purse and she was embarrassed to ask for change. Besides, he had been friendly and accommodating with her 3 bags, taking her to the elevator instead of the series of escalators to get to street level.

"Thank you VERY much!" The Red Cap said with a small bow.

"What's your name?" She asked.

"Vernon ma'am. Vernon Lowe. Just ask for Vernon at the Amtrak wait gate and they'll find me if I'm on." He said with a wide grin.

"I'm Selena. You've been a great help. Enjoy your day." She said with a happy nod.

"I'll remember the pretty name to go with the pretty face." He said before he got his hand cart and walked back into the station with a happy swagger.

Knowing she made his day made her happy as she got in the Towne Car and the driver closed the door. As she watched the bustle of the city go by time flew and they pulled into the Four Seasons entry.

Joseph was there in a flash with a luggage carrier and a smile.

"A good Sunday afternoon to you Miss Hanson. I hope your stay with us is a pleasant one. You're pre-checked into the room you asked for. Evening diner serves after four and room service is available until 11:30." He said as he loaded her bags and began to roll inside. Once inside a second bellman took the cart and whisked them off to a service elevator up while Joseph and Selena took the public lift. Joseph self-consciously said nothing in the elevator and when they got off and turned up the hallway to her room, her bags and the bellman were waiting.

"That will be all Harold, I'll take it from here." Joe said as he dismissed the man.

Joseph opened the doors and escorted Selena in and went back to wheel in the bags, closing the door behind him.

"Selena, so good to see you, Welcome to New York." Joseph said as he dropped his "company demeanor" and gave her a hug and a small peck. "How's the old man, he's coming to town right?"

"Yes, he'll be here Tuesday afternoon. Why don't the four of us get together for dinner on Wednesday or Thursday?" She said happily; apparently glad to see the friendly face. "How IS Shanna and the baby?"

"Everyone is fine. We've been looking forward to your visit. Shanna wants to take you shopping. She's been working on our sitter to make some time available so we should be able to get out together as well. I have to run for now. Buzz if you need help. The car service said you're all set up for the morning. I'll ring when they get here." Joseph said quickly excusing himself with the empty cart.

Selena spent the rest of the day organizing her new "home", talking to Joe and her parents, and preparing for her first day back at work. She received a welcome call from John Branniff at WSG making sure all was fine and that she would be there as planned on Monday.

Around 9 o'clock she received a phone call from Joseph who told her he was sending up a hors d'oeuvre tray from a function in the main ballroom. He knew she hadn't left the room and thought she might be hungry. She thanked him as she heard the door ring. She answered and found the cart at the door with another bellman just backing into the back elevator.

"Oh, the perks of knowing the right people." She thought as she pulled it inside.

Doo-dad snacks of scallops, shrimp, Wellingtons and other puff pastry wraps made her night as she opened a split of champagne from the mini-bar. When she had her fill she downed the bubbly and changed into her sleeping gown. It only took her a few minutes to fall asleep and the next thing she heard was the clock-radio going off at 7 am.

With the winter cold set in pretty good for early December, she was glad she set up her ride to work for this first day. She asked her driver to pick her up at 5 pm and she would judge from this day just how dark the walk might be back to the Four Seasons. Although the sun was certainly gone from the day at that point, she wasn't sure how dark the streets might be for walking.

She heard the door buzz open as she strode up the steps knowing Deneigh had seen her in the security cam.

"Good morning Miss Hanson." Deneigh said with excitement. "It's so great to have you back!"

"Good morning Deneigh, and please, call me Selena. Miss Hanson is just NOT me."

"Well if any of the others are around I must, but for now, Selena it is. I'm hoping we can be friends since I FINALLY have another woman to talk to besides the secretarial pool on the phone." She said with a bit of exasperation in her voice.

"I suppose it's hard to have a girl to girl chit-chat with any of The Five", huh?" she chuckled.

"No,... it isn't." She answered with a bit of a crack in her voice as she turned away to straighten a pile of papers.

"Deneigh, are you OK?" Selena asked.

"Yeah,... um I'm fine. Oh, here's Mr. Curran." She said as she buzzed him in and they all exchanged pleasantries.

Ross Curran took Selena in and showed her the office she would occupy come July. Her name was already engraved on a wood plaque on the door.

"Oh! I thought I would be in Mr. Ford's office. Wow, this IS a surprise." She said, overwhelmed.

"If you must know, it was Charlie's idea. He asked we get your office ready so you didn't have to sit in his "old" office. We just moved the remodeling up a few months. (then in a lower voice he added, ) Actually Charlie was afraid that if something happened to him in surgery you might feel uncomfortable. He wanted you to make sure you felt a part of it all, no matter what. He's pretty fond of you, as you know. You lifted his spirits as far as the youth of the country." Ross Curran told her in somewhat confidence.

"He made me cry at the end of last summer when I left. He gave me a nice going away pep talk, and he's called from time to time. Well, you all have and I really feel at home here. I couldn't be happier." Selena said.

The three other members of WSG all arrived as if together and greeted Selena as she spoke with Ross Curran. They agreed to get settled in their offices and get booted up and then meet at 9:15 in the main room to go over working ideas what they've been watching with Selena. Deneigh came in the room and asked if she should have a set-up ready, already figuring there would be a brainstorming and briefing session. A set-up was coffee, tea, juice and water with a few muffins.

"Yes, Deneigh, a set up please!" Ross said. "Add a couple sweet rolls or doughnuts too. I missed breakfast this morning.

With that, each of them went into their little lairs and Ross accompanied Selena into her new office to show her around and how to get her internet and Satellite TV started. He was quick and concise knowing she might want to be alone to take in everything before jumping right into work. The Old Regulator clock rang 9 as he left her alone and closed her door.

She sat in her leather chair and looked around as her computer began to whirr and monitors flickered on the wall. She saw a large spray of flowers on each side of her door. One was from "The Five" and the other was from Joe. She stopped and flashed on her love for a moment. Her first thought was whether they might ever "break in" her office as her mind produced a dirty thought. She chuckled at herself and sat up in the crisp leather to configure her email and load websites from a disc she had been preparing.

Her phone rang a few minutes later, and it was Deneigh.

"They have a bet to see if you'll be the first or last one out, and I have you being first. They buy lunch for the winner, so help me out here." She said with a laugh.

Selena cackled and got up quickly and was in the meeting room in a flash. She sat in her chair just as Jay Fountains door opened and Deneigh opened the back door to wheel in the set-up.

"Well, look whose first out today, Miss Hanson. Good show!" Mr. Fountain said as the other 3 doors opened almost in unison.

The 4 of them chuckled as they went directly to the cart to get coffee and Selena joined them. Selena and Deneigh winked at each other as they poured coffees and Deneigh took her note-takers perch.

The first meeting of her early December stay at WSG held no surprises to her. Her own personal notes and take on the market of the last week held true to their feelings. They were watching gold futures, and of course, oil. Many investors were getting cold feet with the stock market and its failing numbers but Selena felt, and her WSG mentors agreed that a correction was in order. As the Dow rocketed past 12,000 it was all sucker numbers held up by actual zero value stocks. A better number to fear was 9500 or 10,000. Investors who bailed out now were acting short sighted. By Mondays end she had agreed to co-author an article for the weekly mailer with John Branniff since they were both so gung-ho on staying the course with stocks. Trying to make investors understand that some of the money they made in the market in the last 9 months at 15 to 50 percent rates was play money and they really hadn't "lost" anything, just an over-gain and then correction. WSG felt, as a whole, that 401Ks wisely invested in the market were still the best safe option after guaranteed securities. Though few of their subscribers were of this type, the actions of those who did move their money these ways influenced other markets and showed false positive or negative moves to further confuse investors. Calming the volatility of the market caused by the web boom was important to harness. When some investors found out that stocks like Amazon dot com hadn't yet earned a nickel profit, despite their price and popularity, they panicked. It was going to be a tricky wire to walk, but she and Branniff felt it was important to make a big deal of it and get the multi-media to pick it up. Coming from their mouths, it might carry the weight they needed to calm the stormy dot com influenced market.

After the meeting Selena went to her office and began to outline her views on the market investment article, all the while watching her monitors and checking the world news situation. Deneigh buzzed her around 11:30 to tell her that lunch was not being brought in today, they all had appointments. "Probably shopping." she laughed.

Selena had brought a couple cups of yogurt from the breakfast tray in her room anyway, so it was no problem. If things hadn't changed, at noon they would all leave their doors open when they left and Selena could walk the floor and eat her yogurt inside to get her exercise around the big room. She and Deneigh had done it a few times last summer when it was too hot to go out and walk; now it was too cold.

Sure enough at 5 after 12 she opened her door to a ghost town of inner offices and the meeting room. She heard the click-clack of the keys on Deneigh's computer, so she knew she was not alone. With her shoes off and footies over her stocking feet she did her laps around the big room with cup and spoon in hand, nibbling the yogurt in small bites. It wasn't a major workout, but it sure beat sitting on her butt and wolfing a burger, or walking in the cold. Each time she passed the open back door to the foyer she couldn't help but see Deneigh typing feverishly. She figured it was something important because WSG insisted on free lunch periods for all. After Selena's 5th lap as she passed the door she was sure she heard sobbing, but let it go. The next time she came around she looked in to see Deneigh with her head down and her arms crossed over her chest, again sobbing.

"Deneigh? Are you alright? Is there anything I can do for you? Are you sick?"

She asked, concerned for her co-worker.

"Nothing that a dive off the Empire State Building wouldn't hurt. I've done some thing really stupid and screwed up the relationship with my fiancé. I'm afraid I'm the stupidest person in the world." She cried, waving off Selena.

"Deneigh, don't talk so stupidly. No man is worth your life. If you're truly meant to be a couple it will work out and he'll understand."

"Not this Selena. He'll never forgive me, and I can't blame him." Deneigh said trying to avoid making eye contact and wishing Selena would go away.

"Deneigh, if you ever want to talk, just ask. I don't want to pry if you don't want to talk. Sometimes it helps put things in perspective. I'll bet it's tough with no other females here, but I'm here now if you need me." Selena said as she backed away and did a couple more laps around the big room before going into her office and reclining in the love seat sofa.

Afraid to fall asleep she set a small timer to be sure she was awake by 12:50.

A few minutes passed when she heard a feeble knock on the door. It was Deneigh.

"Selena, I guess I should talk. I'm not meaning to shut you out, it's just I've been terrible, so stupid. Telling you wouldn't make me any more embarrassed than I am." Deneigh figured aloud.

"I just wanted to offer you an ear, be a friend. You just talk if you want. If I can offer help in the form of words, I will." Selena offered as Deneigh sat down beside her.