Chapter 10

They must have shifted in the night. When George woke up around 5AM Jennie was no longer on top of him but still lying very close. She had her back to him and they were lying in spoons. His semi-stiff dick was pressed against her delicious ass and he had a hand on one of her boobs. George had always been a boob-man and Lillian had nothing to be ashamed of in that department, but Jennie's was something else entirely. Regretfully he surrendered to the call of nature and left the bed.

When he returned from the bathroom and got back in a similar position, Jennie rolled over to face him, grabbed his hand and moved it to her breast. Her started playing with her nipple and was instantly hard. She lifted up one leg and pulled him close. The angle wasn't quite right for actual penetration and George was about to say something when he felt Jennie's lips on his and seconds later her tongue in his mouth. With her hand she pulled him closer and demonstrated her agility by angling her lower body to allow his dick to go at least half way in. They established a rhythm of sorts. Their gentle rocking forth and back carried on for a long long time. Both were enjoying the intimate closeness and neither had expected it to be anything but nice - yet a powerful climax hit them both almost exactly at the same time.

"God, you're addictive," George hissed as he came in his dream-girl for the third time in 10 hours.

"Good," Jennie panted back. "I want you to want me always!"

They drifted off again and were awakened by Jennie's alarm clock at 7. They showered together and had breakfast just wearing towels. "I don't really know what I'm going to do for clothes today," George said with a grin.

"Don't go through all that trouble just for me," Jennie cooed.

"Ha, very funny," George said. "I think Jeff and Neil should be spared seeing me in the nude!"

"Their loss," Jennie laughed. "But at least I'm happy for my sister that Jeff is unlikely to be interested!"

"Good point," George agreed. "Actually, I used to have spare clothes here, but I removed them before you got the keys."

"Sometimes you are just too conventional," Jennie said. "You knew quite well you wanted to sleep with me when you offered me the apartment. Why not just leave the spare clothes?"

"Don't know," George conceded. "But it felt so, well, blatant, arrogant even, to just anticipate that what we did last night would happen."

"What?" Jennie said. "Even after I practically stripped for you on Thursday at the office?"

"Bear with me, I'm an old-fashioned guy!" George laughed.

"I will bear with you - and bear your children - that's nice and old-fashioned, isn't it?" Jennie said and dropped her towel. "Have we got time for another practise run?"

"Not really," George said while at the same time removing his towel to reveal his dick was once more at full mast. "Do you think these kitchen chairs are strong enough for two?" he mused as he held out his arms.

They were. A few minutes later Jennie's rippling vagina coaxed yet another dose of sperm out of George, her climax having been set off by George's mouth on her nipples.

"We're getting rather good at this," she said. "And we're also getting rather late. Put on yesterday's shirt and let's head off. No one will notice."

Had the 'audience' been only Jeff and Neil, no-one would have noticed. Sure, they were aware that George and Jennie arrived late - and together, and looking very happy, but they didn't say anything. But someone else did. A tall bony woman of around thirty was waiting for them too. "Tina!" George exclaimed and greeted his erstwhile chief developer with a hug. "It is so good to see you. Welcome back on board. I guess Neil has introduced you to Jeff. This is Jennie, our secretary, receptionist - and my PA."

"Very P," Tina said drily with a sniff. "Jesus George, have you stopped taking showers?"

Tina's legendary bluntness almost made George blush and he worried Jennie would be embarrassed. He needn't have worried. "He showers all right," Jennie said. "But all kinds of things can happen to two people dressed only in towels. And we were late enough as it was."

Tina laughed out loud. "Well, I'm glad George's taste in women has improved," she said. "The physical base model is the same - why change a winner? But brains and a sense of humour - well, that I call an improvement."

Neil snorted and George just shook his head. "I guess I ought to tell you that Tina started as a shy and modest summer intern when she was, what? 18? About thirty seconds later she was our lead developer and in possession of the dirtiest mouth in all of English IT."

"Then we shall be friends," Jennie said, locked her arm in Tina's and walked her off to a vacant office down the corridor.

"How long have you been working for George?" Tina asked when they were alone, getting a PC ready.

"About a week," Jennie replied. "Hired last Tuesday, first day of work last Thursday."

"And how long have you, you know..." Tina, uncharacteristically, trailed off.

"Been his lover you mean?" Jennie completed the question. "Since last night. I think we felt an instant attraction, but he wanted the divorce to be final first."

"You mean you didn't know him personally before?" Tina said in open admiration. "Wow. Are you always that quick?"

Jennie was slightly torn. Was she ready to share this kind of information with someone she had known for 5 minutes? She decided she was. "Yes, every time," she said. She could see Tina was about to say something and added "For the simple reason that he is my first." She looked Tina straight in the eye and held her gaze.

"Good for you," Tina said - and sounded like she meant it. "Good for George and good for you. If only that bitch Lillian knew!"

"She shan't," Jennie. "I dare say George had some vague plans along those lines - I do know I share some physical resemblance with the former Mrs. Sanders so I could be flaunted off as the younger model with the bigger boobs - but all that is off. Something came up."

"What?" Tina asked.

Jennie smiled. "We fell in love."

Thursday and Friday was spent finalising the master plan for the take-over, or take-back, operation which would now include Tina's much improved new version - a great advantage since it would help customer acceptance of the second change to operations in six months. "Are you sure it is stable?" George asked for the umpteenth time.

"Of course it is stable," Tina shot back. "We have been testing it and testing it and retesting it. Couldn't do anything but testing it since bloody John wasn't able to deploy it!"

"Right-oh," George said cheerfully. "Just wanted to be sure."

Friday night at 19.17 the live flight information web-page of Gatwick Airport reported that British Airways Flight BA2043 bound for Malé was airborne. The operation could start. Present at the Sanders IT Security premises were all 5 members of staff, augmented by Cathy who had helped serving a very festive meal. She had been sworn to secrecy, but frankly the business part didn't interest her. What did interest her was the change in her sister. She seemed so happy and alive.