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Southern Charms

By: solitarysentential



"Wow! What a trip!" I blurted out in the truck, as I slowly made my way through the heavy road construction causing the repulsive, rush hour traffic along the Washington, D.C. Beltway to be worse than normal. Although my job had its fringe benefits, nothing could compare to what happened in the Great State of Florida during the freezing winter of 1981.

Since I was going to be in the southern part of the United States during one of the coldest spells on record, I readily accepted the challenge, and welcomed the incredible opportunity to bask in the soothing sunshine for as long as I could. But, after traveling extensively for almost three months in the south, I was really looking forward to relaxing for a few weeks up north. The timing would be ideal, as I would be welcomed by the beginning spring season. It was during that journey north that I was finally able to put everything in its right perspective, or at least I thought would, as the snail paced traffic backup, gradually broke loose.

Mile after mile, I continued to contemplate about what happened in Tampa, while making my way along the Atlantic Seaboard to meet up with my best friend, John Thomas. John and I knew each other since childhood. Although we went to different schools, we lived on the same street, and always hung out together on the weekends and during our summer vacations. I wanted to ask him personally if he would be the best man in my upcoming wedding, and I knew he would agree. He was moving into a large apartment building in the neon concrete jungle of New York City, and I didn't have his new private telephone number handy. Nevertheless, I still would have waited to ask him in person.

The company was utilizing and going through some unusual corporate strategies along with location changes, and it was my job to make sure that all the acquisitions went according to plan, but I felt John could easily handle strengthening the development team in New York before I arrived, and he was sent ahead. The owner of our company instructed John to pack his bags right after I signed all the necessary legal paperwork in order to close the lucrative deal on the Tenner Building in late November.

It meant that John was going to New York, and I was instructed to set my sights on the south. Although, it was my responsibility to evaluate the personnel and tenants that we inherited with the new properties, and hopefully keep the right people in place while putting together a competent team to ensure a successful business outcome, I felt John could handle it once I closed the deal, and turned it over to him. But, it was only after flying back to our corporate headquarters and having a daylong meeting with my boss, that she grudgingly agreed.

Her and John didn't see eye-to-eye on many issues, and it was something he needed to work on. He couldn't quite understand that she was the boss, not him. His unruly outbursts would eventually cost him his job, but that's another story. During our meeting, she essentially told me that she didn't want anyone else handling any portion of the Brunner brothers down in Florida. She also felt that since I was the understudy of her late husband that there was no one else within the company that could handle ensuring the overall transformation went as well, but I assured her that John was capable of handling New York since I had already gone through everything. But, she still insisted that I remain vigilant with John while I was in Florida.

"Joe, I do not trust anyone else except you running my company." Kathleen responded. "We both know the Brunners want more than we're willing to pay for their building, but they nor anyone else needs to know what we're thinking."

"Kathleen, I agree. Trust me, I will get us that land and building under their asking price, or we'll walk away."

"Joe, you close that deal under budget, and you can have anything you want."

"Kathleen, all I want is to honor Jeff's memory and keep his and your dreams alive. I know you and John have issues with each other, but he is a good guy. Maybe he needs to feel more a part of the process? Jeff taught me everything he knew, well maybe not everything?" Tears welled up in her grateful eyes. "Kathleen, he would always tell me, 'Joe, managing people means exactly that, you manage them as you would want to be managed, and everything else will fall into place.'"

"Joe, you know that you're like a son to me. Before Jeff passed away he told me that he would have liked to see you run the company so he and I could travel alot more. Guess the good Lord needed him to be by His side? Joe, I want you to understand that this project is one that Jeff absolutely wanted in our portfolio, and so do I. You get this closed and you can have anything you want. I am ready to retire. I want to see the world. Joseph, I mean it! And, don't you argue with me." She said kissing my cheek softly, as we pulled into the drop-off area at the airport and she wished me good luck. "Call me at home when you get to your hotel."

She popped the truck lid, and I stepped out of the car. "Yes Kathleen. I will call you just as soon as I unpack." I closed the door and raced to the trunk and got my two suitcases out and closed it. I saw her looking at me thru the rearview mirror laughing. I grabbed the suitcases and walked back towards the passenger door. The electric window started to slide open and before it was fully open, she was speaking. I knew she was going to correct me.

"Joseph, did you not hear what I just said?"

"Kathleen, of course I heard you." I responded chuckling. "I am not quite deaf yet. I'll call you from the lobby of the hotel just as soon as I walk through their front door."

"Joseph, you're incorrigible. You wouldn't have said that if Jeff was here."

"Kathleen, now who in the world do you think taught me to say that?"

"Oh Joseph! Get going or you're going to be late if you don't hurry." She countered as loving tears streamed from her eyes. "Please call me when you get there." She swiftly sped away as the window was closing.

The flight down was uneventful, and as soon as I arrived in sunny Miami, I was ushered into meeting after meeting with the overbearing Brunner brothers, and their attorneys during the first two weeks. The brothers didn't want to come down off their asking price, but when I walked out of a meeting we had together without their attorneys, and didn't return for two days, they knew we were serious about walking away from the so called, "Deal of the Century."

Although I was eagerly waiting to get outside, and truly enjoy the awesome weather and incredible winter splendor the 'Sunshine State' had to offer as often as I could, I never did find the necessary time or any sunshine at 8:00 p.m., which was usually when I called it quits for the day. Kathleen called my hotel numerous times after I walked away, and told me she wanted that property and that I should up our offer.

"Kathleen, we'll get the building, but we have to have alittle more patience. The numbers don't add up. If they call you again, which I am sure they will, use the same statement I said to them right before I walked out of their office. 'You're the ones who need to sell it. We do not need to buy it for more than its worth.'"

"Joe, I'll say that when they call tomorrow. The older brother, what's his name? Oh yeah, Gary. He is a real pain in the neck. William is alot more tolerate, but I don't trust either one of them. Joseph, I do want that property."

"Kathleen, we'll get that property for less than three million. Or I'll resign."

"Joseph, you'll do no such thing. You're more important to me than any piece of property."

"Kathleen, when they call you tomorrow, tell them I am leaving Miami tomorrow afternoon if they do not accept the final offer I am willing to present. They will either contact me beforehand, or I am flying home tomorrow night. But, we are not buying that property for more than three million. Just don't tell them anything, and leave the rest to me. Remember, good guy, bad guy?"

"Yes I do."

"Good! Remember that when they call. I am the bad guy, but I work for you, not them. I am going to bed. I am really tired. Goodnight Kathleen."

"Goodnight Joe."

William called the hotel right before lunch the next day, and we set a meeting for later that afternoon. They sent a limo over to take me to their office and we finally worked through all the legalities and finished sealing the deal in mid-December. Although they weren't too happy with the final offer, they agreed and we closed the deal. I didn't gloat. I told them we needed to shell out alot more money to modernize the building, and they knew full well that was true. They couldn't find another buyer, so we bought it for 2.8 million.

I was ready to leave the beautiful City of Miami to check on our new building we had just purchased off them in Tampa. During the final day in The Magic City, Kathleen had a brand-new 1981 Dodge Ramcharger delivered to my hotel for my exclusive use (just in case I wanted to drive it on the beach), and it was loaded with some crucial items the previous owners gave us in order to close the deal. She also told me that she had a bunch of office supplies and whatnot getting delivered to the new building and they would be there before I arrived. She knew it was going to take me two days, afterall, I wanted to explore Miami thoroughly, and enjoy the beauty of Florida before getting started in The Cigar City.

Once we all shook hands and said our goodbyes, they guided me toward the entrance ramp I needed to take as I began my highly charged trek toward the beautiful Gulf Coast. Up to that point, the only part of my body that got any sun was my left arm from hanging it out the driver's window while trying to find somewhere to eat during my couple of visits to the local fast-food restaurants. I did make a few necessary stops before arriving in the City of Tampa. I was hoping to leave Florida sometime before New Year's Day. However, I am glad I didn't because it was alot better playing in the sand than the snow and, I'll always have these celebrated memories.

After finding the leased condo, and unpacking some personal belongings, I changed into a well-worn pair of my favorite denim jeans, and began the quiet quest to locate my new temporary southern corporate office. As soon as I found the right exit, and arrived at the sprawling building, I quickly sought out the Building Superintendent. It was easy enough tracking him down within a few minutes. I introduced myself and asked him how he liked the building.

"I think this building could use alittle more landscaping." He replied. "And, it sure would be nice if the owners would install new security systems throughout the building." Jokingly, I asked if he liked his job. "Sure I like my job, and I care about this first class building and the terrific tenants who rent space here."

"Well, that's a step in the right direction." I mentioned aloud. "Now, tell me how much it is going to cost to do what you believe needs done?"

He stepped back and looked at me kind of funny, and then blurted out, "what are you, some kind of jokester?"

"No, I'm not! I represent the new owner of this building."

His jaw immediately dropped and he swiftly spoke saying, "have you made any decisions on replacing anyone here?"

"No, not unless you're unhappy with your salary or your position," I summarily replied.

"OH NO! I like everything just the way it is."

"Except of course," I laughed saying, "the security system and landscaping, huh?"

"No, no, they're fine too!" He said anxiously.

"Mr. Winston, look, have some bids on my desk by early next week. Let's see if we can make some timely changes around here that I agree with you on, okay?"

He sighed a big sigh of relief, "sure, whatever you want."

"Well, for starters, how about the keys for my new offices? I want to get started in there right away."

"Got a master set right here," he said, as he tugged on his set of keys. "I'll open it for you."

"That's great, I also want every lock changed throughout the building, and I'll keep the only set of keys for my 'Private Office' that I am taking over on the sixth floor. Is that understood?"

"Absolutely!"

"Please make sure all of our tenants are made fully aware of what is going to be happening around here in the next few weeks. Although it will probably take us a couple of months to complete everything I have in mind. But, let's just use the phrase as a few weeks for starters."

"No problem, sir."

"Please, you can call me Joseph."

"Okay Joseph, no problem."

"Good, I don't like problems. By the way Mr. Winston, please make sure the office upstairs is ready by the end of this week for me to move into, and the 'Reserved Parking Space' out front is always to remain open. I travel alot, and I do not want to park too far from the front door whenever I drop in for a visit or while I am staying here in Tampa."

"Joseph, I am very sorry, I didn't realize the building had been sold yet, and I put the company pickup truck in that spot because I have some material to remove from the building today."

"I understand Mr. Winston, but also understand this. I will be in and out of town for the next few months, and then afterward, I will be coming here unannounced at the very least, a few times every month during all hours of the day or night. Please always park the company vehicles or any sub-contractor's who are here working in the rear of the building. I don't want any of our tenants tripping over anything left laying around."

"Sure, I understand Joseph. I'll move the truck right away." He said as he unlocked and opened the office door.

Stepping inside the inner office space, I was greeted with a mountain of boxes, mail, faxes and paperwork that needed my immediate attention. "Where in the world did all this stuff come from?"

"I'll help you sort all this out." Mr. Winston replied. "I put all these boxes and stuff in here. I just thought someone new had rented this space."

"Thanks anyway, but I do believe you have bigger fish to fry, Mr. Winston."

"I'm on it!" He replied, as he hastily vanished through the door.

The daunting assignment ahead would demand an essential pair of extra hands to help sort through everything, but I've always enjoyed getting myself buried right in the mix of things and didn't mind the challenge. I also knew I needed someone locally, and bright enough too, to help begin and eventually run this new southern division.

During the two days of self-imposed exile from the Brunner brothers, I ran a stimulating help wanted ad in the local Tampa newspaper searching for an experienced Executive Administrator and, an Office Manager. The response was overwhelming which only compiled the massive amount of paperwork that was sitting inside the office doorway. Judging by the size of it and according to what Mr. Winston told me, there were at least eighty-six résumés to pour through before I could even think about having some much needed time off.

Before I left Miami, I prearranged to have a temporary secretary on hand from a local temp-hiring agency. Impatiently, I looked at my watch and it was already after 8:15 a.m. and, I instructed the office manager that I needed and must have someone here at 8:00 o'clock sharp! Looking through the large, plate glass windows overlooking the front parking lot, I was able to fully scan it yet; I still didn't see any new cars pull in.

In the excitement to get started, I jumped on a bulky cordless phone as I swiftly gaited toward the front door. With my little black book in hand, I called 'Tampa Temps' and was assured by Gloria Katz, the owner of the company that my temporary secretary, Ms. Debbie Files, should already be there, and she would be driving a little red sports car. No sooner was I about to interrupt her and insist she send another replacement over, in through the parking lot screeched a little, bright red convertible.

"Gloria, you're right. I do believe it's Ms. Files is pulling in now. She must drive the pace car for the NASCAR circuit." I said while chuckling into the receiver.

"That's must be her alright, she definitely has a lead foot!" She exclaimed with a slight strain in her voice. "Joseph, if you want, I'll send someone else over right away?"

"No! No! No! I'm sure she'll do find, Gloria. But, if you could, please send over another secretary in two days? I will need all the help I can get while I'm down here."

"Sure Joseph. I can do that. Do you think you'll need anyone else to help you out?"

"First, let's see how Ms. Files does, and the other secretary you're sending over ON TIME this Wednesday morning works out. If they cannot handle the workload, there's a strong possibility I'll need another skilled person. But, I'll let you know by late tomorrow afternoon. If that's okay with you Gloria?"

"Great! Joseph, if you need anything, anything at all, please don't hesitate to call me."

"Gloria, you bet! Thanks again for sending 'Speeding Gonzales' over." I responded chuckling. "I'm sure she'll be hard keeping still." 

"No problem Joseph. Ms. Dulton, will be the temporary secretary that I am sending over on Wednesday, and she will be ON TIME! Joseph, thank you so much again for doing business with my company. You have yourself a great day and take care. Try to have some fun while you're in our beautiful city. Goodbye Joseph."

"You're welcome. I'll talk with you again tomorrow afternoon. You take care of yourself, too. Gloria, thank you for all of your assistance. Goodbye."

I figured I'd tease this little lady just alittle bit before we began attacking the piles of boxes and paperwork. I was glaring at my watch as she began strutting with a slight limp towards me. I was tapping my left foot on the sidewalk and trying not to look too happy. It was virtually impossible to keep an unsympathetic look on my face because she was wearing a well-fitted outfit that hugged her curvaceous frame perfectly.

"Wow!" She had on a light grayish pantsuit with very thin burgundy stripes running through it. Her blouse was almost the same shade as the stripes. She was also wearing the same shade of light grayish colored heels, and carrying a matching, which I was sure was a purse but I swear it could have doubled as a personal suitcase. As she sashayed toward me, she flung her head back, and began adjusting her long, flowing, sun-streaked brunette mane.

She was breathtakingly beautiful! She was lightly tugging at the side of her well-fitted jacket. I stood there trying to keep staring as if, I was somewhat upset but when she smiled, I melted. I forgot everything, and let the biggest smile slowly spread across my astonished face. She graciously, extended her dainty hand, and excitedly said, "Hi! My name is Debbie Files. It's a pleasure to meet you. I will do everything humanly possible to assist you in your endeavor here in Tampa. Together, we'll get your company heading in the right direction."

"Ms. Files, if your driving skills are any indication of your office capabilities?" I responded while chuckling. "I'm sure we'll manage to avoid any unnecessary pit stops."

She laughed saying, "I always keep the 'Dirty Side' down, and the 'Sunny Side' up!"

I cracked a smile saying, "I'll bet you never lose control, unless of course you wanted too?"

"It depends on the circumstances? But to answer you truthfully, you're quite right." She said impishly. I smiled and began saying my name, and she politely interrupted saying, "Gloria has already told me alot about you, and your exciting organization. I am very sorry, I was running alittle behind schedule today."

"Apology accepted, Ms. Files. Guess your boyfriend kept you awake all night?" I said jokingly.

"Oh, I don't have one of those!" She said with a sparkle in her eye, and a playful gleam on her face. Before I uttered another word, she said tenderly, "could you please forgive me?" And, without missing a beat she rapidly volunteered to stay as late as I needed her to.


Southern Charms



"All's forgiven, Ms. Files. Although you need to know, I am a stickler for punctuality. I also understand that Rome wasn't built in a day. I do believe it took two days." I said with a smile. "Ms. Files, just remember, business is business, and pleasure is pleasure."

"Fair enough. Mr. Bailey, I know you're right. Anytime you're ready, I'm ready." She responded with a subjective tone and iniquitous gleam emanating from her stunning emerald green eyes.

"Well, Ms. Files, before we thoroughly bake our brains in this parking lot, let's get inside, and put our heads together and try to make a complete sentence. If that's alright with you?"

"Sure thing. Mr. Bailey, I would like to ask you for a small favor, if I may?"

"Sure Ms. Files. Name it."

"Please, call me Debbie, okay?"

"Your wish is my command, Debbie. And, you can call me Joseph, okay?"

"Like you just said, your wish is my command, Joseph."

I motioned for her oversized purse so I could carry it, but she insisted that she would. "Debbie, by all means, you made this far without my help, I'm sure you'll make it all the way to the top."

"Joseph, thanks anyway, but I want to carry my own weight, if you don't mind?"

"Not at all, Debbie. You carry it quite well I might add!" Chuckling.

I slowly opened the front door, and guided her towards the new lower office, which was located on the first floor about three steps inside the building. If it were the office upstairs we may have had a problem because I would have insisted she allowed me to carry her oversized satchel. Reaching for the polished brass handle, I pushed open the door, and heard her gasp under her breath. "Wow! What a mess this is!"

"Well, just think Debbie? We have all this stuff to sort through today and tomorrow, and another full truckload that's being delivered on Friday, at nine o'clock with the rest of the new furniture and artwork. The movers will handle bringing all the other stuff into the building. "Debbie, I sure hope you meant what you said earlier?"

"What do you mean, Joseph?"

"Well, you told me you would do whatever was necessary to help out."

"Joseph, I mean what I say, and I say what I mean!"

"That's great Debbie! You and I are going to get along just fine. I can tell already."

I took her on brief guided tour through the lower inner offices, and showed her where I planned to set up the Office Manager's private office, and where their personal secretary's office would be located. I also told her I was taking a much larger office space on the top floor of the building for the new corporate southern office for myself, and for my Executive Administrator.

She asked politely, "Joseph, have you made up your mind on whom you plan to fill any of the positions?"

"Debbie, nothing has been etched in stone."

"Joseph, would you mind considering me for a full-time position?"

"Absolutely! Debbie, I have a very good idea about who and what I'm looking for to fill the management positions. And, if I believe you're capable of handling the job, why not? Plus, it will save me from interviewing that big stack sitting over there. Afterall, I came here to make sure everything goes as smooth as possible." Her eyes lit up and she smiled. "Debbie, let's get through this mess first."

"Okay Boss! I mean, Joseph."

"Good, I'm glad you corrected yourself Debbie. Remember, I am just another spoke in the wheel of life, too. And, the only time I can walk on water, is when I mop the floor." We both laughed at the silly remark.

Suddenly, a look of absolute terror streaked across her face. "I really would like to change my outfit. Do you think it would be possible for me to change, so I can really dig in too?"

"Well, that's what is nice about being a local gal, you can fly home, and be right back. I'll start unpacking some of these boxes and find the copies I need for my office until you return."

"There's no need for me to leave. I have a complete change of clothes in my car." Then she said, "Joseph, if it's okay with you, may I use the private bathroom? It looked really clean. I'll just change inside there."

"Sure Debbie, and I promise I won't even sneak a peek!"

"Promises! Promises! Promises! Joseph, I'll be right back!" She said chuckling, while turning toward the door.

"Debbie, cross my heart and hope to die!"

"Joseph, don't you dare do that! They're will be way too much paperwork to fill out if you do!" She said chuckling.

"Debbie, that's so true! So true indeed!" I said while laughing lightly.

"We already have enough to deal with." She said seductively, as she leisurely disappeared through the full paneled door.

"Wow!" This gal is truly a one of a kind I was thinking while she was gone. I tried to busy myself 'til she returned. In a matter of minutes she was back, carrying a small backpack, which obviously contained clothing more appropriate for the task at hand. "Joseph, I promise, I'll be ready in a minute."

"Sure! Promises! Promises! Promises! That would be the first time in my life that any woman was ready in a minute!" I said jokingly.

"Joseph, do you remember what I said?"

"Absolutely! Yes I do, Debbie. I'm starting the stop watch just as soon as you say when." Chuckling.

"When... Joseph!" She laughed as she closed the door behind her.

I kept opening boxes, and trying to keep my mind on what needed to be done. NOT what I WANTED TO DO! True to her word, she was completely changed and out of the bathroom quickly. I lifted my admiring eyes to meet hers. Locked. I couldn't believe how gorgeous she was! In a matter of a few minutes, she completely transformed from looking like a 'World Class Business Woman' into the most beautiful and sultry woman, I'd ever laid eyes on.

She wrapped her long, flowing, brunette mane into a tight bun on top her head, exposing her slender, tanned neck, and her beautiful facial features, and tiny pearled ears. Steadily I dropped my eyes toward the floor and saw she had on a pair of white sneakers, and a snug pair of denim jeans, held on by a large, brown belt, which hugged her fabulous figure just right. Hugging her upper torso was a brilliant, bright, yellow-buttoned cotton top, and because I thought she was not wearing a brassier, I could clearly make out the pattern of her areolas (turn's out she had one of those uplift brassiere's on not that she needed it though).

I paused briefly admiring her bountiful breasts, and saw her blissful buttons pressing firmly against the light material, searching for freedom. I felt my pulse quicken, and became frightened that I would make a total fool out of myself. Quickly I lifted my eyes to meet hers. Before I could say a word, she simply said. "Ready?"

"Wow!" Was I ever! "Sure Debbie! Whenever you are!"

"No time like the right time!" She said.

"I'll reach high, and you can grab low!" I said, with a slightly suggestive tone in my voice that could have gotten me into a world of trouble. But, I felt pretty confident that Debbie was okay with my subjective comments. Afterall, we both had been teasing each other since we met in the parking lot.

"As long as we can switch off, I'll agree, Joseph!" She pouted and lightly bit her lower lip, and then nodded her head in approval. "Remember... Joseph?"

"Yes... I do Debbie. You mean what you say, and you say what you mean... I remember!"

"Good, we have alot to do! Business is business! BUT, pleasure is pleasure, Joseph!" She said while winking and licking her lower lip.

We jumped right into the chaos that was strewed all over the offices. There were boxes stacked up to the ceiling and strewed about in every nook and cranny. I didn't see any signs of a desk 'til around 12:30. It's not that I was really looking for a DESK! A BED, YES! But no such luck! I had the hardest time trying to keep from taking this absolutely breathtaking, beautiful woman in my powerful arms, and plant the biggest kiss on her full, inviting mouth! "Mmm!" I figured I could only fantasize about being this woman, because I was sure she had all the men living in Tampa, pounding on her door or calling on her all the time.

Throughout the morning, she kept accidentally bumping into me. One particular moment when I was struggling with a couple of boxes up high, and she was standing on a small ladder, I'm sure she intentionally began rubbing her magnificent, full breasts against my outstretched arms. I heard a tiny whimper escape her closed mouth. Another time while she was bent over at the waist, how only a WOMAN can do (you know what I mean, without bending their knees), she ACCIDENTALLY pressed her fabulous, firm fanny against my crotch.

I couldn't move. I was frozen stiff. I started twitching rapidly. Franticly I tried not to think about this beautiful woman's sculpted, scrumptious bottom pressing against my flitching friend. I tried to back away but I was up against the wall, and couldn't move anywhere but forward. I resisted the sudden urge. I didn't want to frighten this lovely lady away, let alone get slapped across the face. She turned slightly, and I could see over her shoulder down into the top of her cotton blouse. She had tiny brassier straps holding her magnificent breasts in place yet; I could clearly see the exposed tender flesh of her beautiful breasts. "Thank God for the gift of sight!" I was thinking as she seductively slipped away.

It was the most fun I had in quite sometime setting up a new division, especially in a strange town with a beautiful and very sensual woman. Before we knew it, we had most of the boxes unpacked, and it was only around 2:30. I mentioned to her, "that we had not eaten anything all day, and if she would like to have a pizza delivered?"

Much to my surprise she said. "Joseph, to tell you the truth, I've had enough pizza for the last two days, and if it were up to me, I would much rather have some Japanese cuisine."

"I'll tell you what Debbie. If you want Japanese, then Japanese it shall be."

Seductively, licking her lips she replied. "Mmm... I am in the mood for some sushi."

"Then we're off to the Far East, but then again, anywhere east of here would be the Far East, huh?" I said, jokingly.

"Joseph, has anyone ever told you, you are a hoot to be around?"

"They've said that and then some!" I said, laughing aloud.

"Joseph, I'm sure it was all good things though."

"Debbie, to tell you the truth, I am much better whenever, I'M BAD!" I said wickedly.

"Joseph, I have no doubt about that! No doubt whatsoever! Let's hurry and finish up!" Transforming. Longing. Craving. Eyes locked!

We had most of the office unpacked, and since we could easily finish before the end of the next day, I suggested we call it a day right then and there.

"Joseph, we still have alot of unfinished business to take care of!" She replied, with a sensual smile spreading across her adoring face and wicked gleam in her eyes.

"What do you mean, Debbie? We have most of the office ready except unpacking some more office supplies and hooking up the new computers."

"We'll talk about it later, okay Joseph?"

"Okay! I remember, you told me that there's no time like the right time!"

"Great! Then how about you leaving your car here, and I'll drive us to the restaurant?" She reached her hand out, and grabbed mine saying, "now big boy, you come with me!"

She led us toward the parking lot and I was thinking, "Boy, would I love to come with her!" Chuckling. "Debbie, your wish IS MY command!" I said, impishly.

"We'll just see about that Joseph! We'll see!"

We hopped in her car, and sped out of the parking lot with her saying, "Joseph, I feel the need for speed! You better hang on!"

"I hope you have your auto insurance paid in full?" I snickered.

"Joseph, you aren't afraid, now are you?"

"Nope! I didn't see any major dents on your shiny little red sports car! NO! I'm not afraid of your driving skills... yet! Besides Debbie, I'm a MAN, and can take it, and a whole lot more!" I said jokingly.

"Yes! Yes you are, Joseph! Quite LARGE indeed, I might add!" Her electric green eyes fell onto my lap. She lightly licked her upper lip.

"Oh My! I am sure this is going to be one eventful evening!" I taunted her with my comments.

We drove for twenty minutes or so just teasing each other with suggestive remarks at every opportunity available. We continued having a great time exploring each other verbally. I really never thought it was going to go any further. "BOY! Was I ever wrong!"

We pulled into a strip mall, and she mentioned there was a Japanese restaurant called; 'Sin Far' near the rear of the plaza. "Here we are, Joseph. They have great food inside!"

"Debbie, I'm sure you wouldn't take me anywhere were the food was terrible, would you?"

"NOT if I wanted to get a managerial position, I wouldn't!" She replied, with a sinister look on her face.

"I would hope not, Debbie." I chuckled. "Mind if we don't talk about work anymore for the rest of the evening?"

"Your wish IS MY command!" She blurted out laughing.

"Well, led the way Debbie. I'll try keeping up with you. That is if I can?"

"Joseph, you're lucky I sprained my ankle a few days ago, or you might have to run to keep up with me. Besides, I'd rather stay by your side, if you don't mind?" She said, while taking my hand in hers.

"I know another place, I'd rather have you!" I replied, in a nefarious tone. "Hmm! Joseph, sounds like it could be a possibility!"

We each went into the restroom and washed up and then met at the cash register. We were guided to a cozy little corner in the back of the restaurant by the Hostess and sat down. We made some small talk and then ordered the buffet along with a couple of side orders of sushi, and continued taunting each other relentlessly throughout our meal. Before we finished eating, I told her that she needed to take me back to my truck.

"Debbie, I would like to get back to my place where I can take a long, long, hot shower." (I didn't want to tell her, I really needed a cold one).

She smiled seductively and said, "Joseph, I only live about three blocks from here. Would you mind waiting at my place while I take a shower?"

"Only if it doesn't take you an hour to get ready?"

"Joseph, how's about twenty minutes, okay?"

"Promises! Promises! Promises! Debbie, I'll just pass the time here at this mall shopping for some personal stuff. When you're through, you can come back for me."

"Joseph, it's okay. I trust you. Really, you can come with me to my apartment and wait. It won't take me too long." She said with a slight pout on her lips.

"Thanks anyway. But, I really need to pick up some personal stuff. I'll meet you here whenever you're finished."

"Joseph, you better not pick up any strange women while I'm gone. I'll be right back."

"NOT ME! NOPE! Wouldn't think about it!"

"GREAT! I'll be right back, Joseph!" Time passed.

Sure enough, she made it back in less than forty-five minutes. I grabbed the bag and jumped in her car, and we quickly sped off. "Wow!" She looked absolutely marvelous. If there was ever a WOMAN I wanted to be with, she was it! She had changed into a pair of open toed sandals, and pair of short cut-offs. She also had a very light, almost a transparent, pink halter-top on.

As we traversed the open roads all we kept doing was laughing and playfully teasing each other. Before I knew it, we were back in the parking lot of the office building. I thanked her for the good food, conversation and mentioned in passing again, I was going to take a long shower and relax for the rest of the evening while listening to some music.

"Joseph, would you mind if I tag along?"

"If you want too, sure. Why not, Debbie? I'm staying in a furnished leased condo a couple of miles from here. You're more than welcome to follow me." 

On the way to my place, I kept telling myself, "you better behave!" But, my mindless friend had other ideas. We pulled in the driveway. She quickly pulled in behind me. I went back to her car and opened the door, then led her toward the front door. I opened the door and told her make herself comfortable while I took my shower.

"Joseph, I think I'll just watch the waves crash against the shoreline. I sure hope it doesn't take you all night to get ready?" She added heartily. "If you hurry, we can watch the sunset together?"

"Start your stop watch! Debbie, I'll be out before the music finishes! You can count on it!"

I dropped an Oldies cassette in and turned it on, then rushed toward the bathroom. I set an all time record for getting showered. Guess not bothering to shave the five o'clock shadow from my face didn't hurt matters either. But, I did clean myself well, and gave my swollen spike a couple of extra tugs, hoping he would behave. I quickly poured myself a drink, and I was going to offer Debbie a glass of wine before I went down on the beach to join her. But, I just stopped dead in my tracks when I looked out through the French Doors.

"Wow! Sunset on the Gulf... what a beautiful sight!"

The soothing wintry rays were slowly slipping beneath the horizon, as I gazed out over the ocean. The sun glimmered its final luminosity off the water, shimmering upon the splashing waves. I walked through the opening, and was standing silently on the deck of the leased condo, admiring, sipping a Crown Royal on the rocks, and listening to my favorite music from the sixties.

Thinking I heard Debbie say something below, I eagerly looked over the railing of the deck to find out. "Ahh!" There she was! What a beautiful woman she was indeed. She was dancing by herself to the sounds coming from the outside speakers above. She was quite a good dancer and obviously was enjoying her solitary dancing unaware that I was watching and avidly admiring her fully from above.

She moved and swayed to the sounds of: Will You Love Me Tomorrow, by the Shirelles, lost in her own memories. Swaying. I stood there admiring her tanned, flawless, flowing, heavenly blissful body, and the setting sun. It made her magnificent mane ignite with the warmest glow around her well-sculpted, beautiful figure. Oh my God! She was absolutely stunning! Swaying. Pure innocence. Radiant. Did I mention GORGEOUS? As the final strains of the classic faded away I said, "Oh Debbie, you dance so gracefully."

She spun her hallowed head around... startled. Then as she spun completely around, she looked up and lost her balance. She fell face down toward the white beach with a sharp cry of pain as she twisted her ankle on the wavering sand beneath her feet. I set my glass on the railing and ran down the steps to be by her side. "Debbie, I am so sorry. I didn't mean to startle you! Are you alright?"

"NO I'm not! I twisted my ankle again," she replied with a grimace. "Joseph, it's not your fault. Remember, I told you I twisted it a few days ago? I should have known better than to try dancing on it so soon."

"Yes! Yes... I remember. Debbie, can you walk on it?"

"I don't think so. I probably need to put some ice on it!"

"Let me help you upstairs. I've got some in the frig, and I'll wrap your ankle in it. It's the least I can do for you."

She stood on her good leg and put her slender arm on my shoulder and tried to hop up the stairs. She was obviously hurting alot, so I swooped her up into my powerful arms, and gracefully carried her up the steps. She felt good in my arms, and I enjoyed the fantastic feeling of her left breast against my pounding chest. I carried her inside and gently put her down on the overstuffed sofa right next to the fireplace.

Tenderly I placed her injured ankle on a big oversized, fluffy pillow and rushed to the kitchen to get some ice. As I walked back into the room, she put her good foot down on the floor to give me room to sit and tend to her swollen ankle. I gently placed the cloth rag packed with ice on her foot. She twitched as I slowly let my eyes run up her smooth, tanned legs. Her legs were slightly spread, and I could barely see a few silky hairs peeking out from the fork of her inner thighs. I tried not to stare, but I couldn't help myself.




Southern Charms



My eyes traveled up and I could see she was either very excited or cold, because her nipples were tenting the fabric of her pink top. I continued looking up until I gazed into the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen. She was smiling. "Joseph, did you enjoy the view?"

"Ah... uh... well... uh... Debbie, the sunset was incredible. Would you care for something cold to drink?" I stammered, embarrassed at being caught being so obviously stupid.

"That would be wonderful," she replied with a mischievous grin. "Some white wine would be nice if you have it?"

"It's a good thing I stopped at the liquor store while you're were gone. I have something you may enjoy sipping on."

"Oh Joseph, I am sure you have everything I could ever want to put my lips on," she said with a mischievous grin on her face.

"Thank goodness, I went to the liquor store while she went home to shower." I was thinking as I stood up to head towards the kitchen. I turned quickly in an effort to hide my ever-growing embarrassment. In the kitchen, I reached down and readjusted it. "It ain't gonna do you any good to get all excited." I told it tersely. "This beautiful lady is hurting and you ain't got a chance in hell to get any tonight, so just calm down."

But, as always, he didn't listen. He had a mind of his own and it was one-track. But at least it wasn't quite so obvious after the major adjustment. As I walked back into the living room with our drinks in my hands, she was blatantly staring at my crotch. She turned on her side and patted the oversized sofa beside her for me to sit down. I handed her the glass and sat down almost on top of her hand. Eyes locked. Admiring.

"You know, Joseph?" She replied after taking a little sip of her wine. "You never did answer my question." She looked at me seductively over the rim of her wineglass. "Tell me Joseph, did you enjoy the view? I know I did."

"Yes, I did answer you, Debbie." I countered nervously. "I told you, 'the sunset was incredible.'"

"Now Joseph..." she replied seductively as she lowered her chilled glass right next to her breasts. "Joseph, that's not what I was referring to, and you know it."

"Yes! Yes, I did enjoy the view. I could not help admiring someone as beautiful as you are Debbie." I stammered.

She reached over and pulled my face into hers. "You're so sweet." She then kissed me fully on the mouth. "Thanks for taking care of me."

"It's my pleasure."

"Not yet it isn't," she responded and kissed me again.

She began running her tongue deep into my mouth, moaning softly. Probing. We kissed passionately for a few minutes, and then I broke the heated embrace.

"Debbie, if you don't watch out, this is going to get way out of hand. I don't want to hurt you."

"Now, you let me worry about that, Joseph." She countered as her face lit up. "I'll let you know if you hurt me. You can be sure of it!"

She smiled seductively and reached around and slowly untied the bottom sash, then grabbed the hem of her top, and very teasingly pulled it up over her head. As her beautiful breasts came into full view, along with the beautiful sunset disappearing over the horizon, my straining buddy tried to leap out. She shook her long, flowing mane as the scantly top peeled off and she dropped it on the floor. She grabbed my head by the sides of my hair, and ever so slowly, drew me towards her magnificent breasts. "Ahh!"

I wallowed my flushed face in those glorious mounds of creamy flesh, lightly licking, and kissing them all over. Teasingly, I ran my tantalizing tongue around and around her erect perfect nipples. First the left one and then the right one. They became even harder with each passing moment. They seemed to swell and grow bigger before my hungry eyes. She reached down and unbuttoned my shirt, running her frisky fingers through my chest hairs and slowly began sliding the shirt off my shoulders. I went back up and kissed her deeply, my chest resting against her wet, excited nipples.

She pushed me back and grappled with my belt buckle. Tugging. Yearning. Struggling. I quickly stood up to give her better access. She undid my belt, unsnapped my pants and yanked them and my boxer shorts down, revealing my thick, throbbing manhood. I stepped out of my clothes as she grasped for my firmness and pulled me towards her. She darted her tongue out, hungry for my revered seed, and began running it over her luscious lips. "Mmm..." she moaned. "I want more!"

I could feel her running her tantalizing tongue around me, then down the sensitive underside. Teasingly. Stroking every so slowly, she drew me into her deeply, giving me the most exquisite pleasure I ever felt.

My legs started to buckle, and I rested my knees against the sofa, being careful not to hurt her. I slowly reached down and gently slipped my hand into her jeans, igniting her spirit, and then very slowly, I found the sacred spot. "Hmm! That feels good!" She purred softly.

Her mink sable was wet, and I let the tip of my finger probe her cashmere chamber. I slowly drew it back. Pressing. Exploring. She moaned loudly around my fullness, and the vibrations nearly made me explode! I unbuckled her belt and opened her jeans, pushing them as far down as I could with me inside her. She spread, but the jeans were binding. I pulled away, and slowly slid from her hungry mouth, and then slid her cut-offs and pink panties down, taking extra care sliding them off over her injured ankle. "What a beautiful sight your heavenly body is!" I said openly. Admiring her true beauty.

She impatiently spread again, and I could see her sanctified sable. I dropped to my knees beside her and leisurely began my deliberate quest. The sweet aroma oozing from her was like an aphrodisiac. I spread the lively petals to reveal her sanctified secrets. I nibbled very gently, causing her to squeal out in pleasure. "Ohh! Mmm! Jesus, that feels so wonderful!"

I reached up and raked my fingernails softly and very slowly across her excited breasts as I teased her magnificent temple. I took her excited nipples between my fingers and lightly toyed with them as I plunged my tongue deeply, savoring all her sacred nectar. I pressed lightly against that special bundle of electrifying nerves. She began to buck wildly against my mouth. Her pleasured cries were building to a crescendo. "Oh baby! I'm there! Oh... oh... my God... I'm there!"

As she started to release, I slowly withdrew and then pressed deeply into her as her emotions flew out of control. "Joseph, I'm losing my mind! Joseph! Oh my God! Oh my God!" She screamed out loudly!

I continued teasing her glorious, hot, wet inner sanctuary. She grabbed a throw pillow and pressed it against her mouth and screamed out in pleasure as she forcefully reached her climatic peak. Even with the pillow to muffle her beautiful cries, I was sure the god's above heard her pleasured singing. She writhed against me as I backed off on the speed with which I was stimulating her as she gradually calmed down from the glorified heights of ecstasy. As her passions subsided, I slid tenderly away covered in her magical miracles.

I sat back on my heels and massaged her softly as I savored her sacred nectar and marveled at the incredible flavor. "Mmm! You do taste so good...!"

I leaned down and put my arms around her and held her tenderly as she basked in the afterglow. I couldn't believe it when I looked up. After a short while, her eyes fluttered open and she smiled at me with a beautiful smile. "Joseph, that was fantastic!" She said excitingly. "And, it didn't hurt my ankle at all! Now, I want you to take me completely, and fill me! Mix your juices with mine!"

She pulled her good leg toward her chest. With one foot on the floor and the other knee on the couch I positioned myself at the entrance of eternity. Her wondrous walls grasped me and squeezed and released as I slowly entered. She put her good foot in the small of my back and drew me in. Her magical muscles were clenching and releasing, as I began moving. I playfully squeezed her hardened nipples and massaged her breasts as we began our private dance.

I began suckling on each breast while I slid steadily in and out, very slowly at first. She began moving faster, and it took all I had to keep up with her. Her eyes clenched tightly shut and she grabbed for the throw pillow again so I knew the time was near. I felt my own passions boiling, but I held off to be with hers. With one final thrust, I pushed deeply and we released. Our passions flowed, marinating on the sofa. I collapsed on her, panting heavily.

As we gradually recovered, we nuzzled and cuddled, kissing each other gently and whispering tender and used soft words. She reached down between us and said nervously. "Mmm... Baby, I'm afraid we've stained the couch."

"There's no need to worry," I replied. "That's why they invented soap and water."

"Oh, goody, then can I come again tomorrow?"

"You bet your Sweet Bippy you can!" Or better yet, we can go to my bedroom and celebrate my birthday a day early, while I tend to your ankle and a whole lot more.

"Hmm... Now that really sounds like fun, babe. Do lead the way!"

"I think I'd better carry you so you can rest your weary body!" She just chuckled.

I reached down and picked her up and joyfully carried her towards the room of romance. Reaching the doorway, I paused once again to savor this heavenly Goddess whom just a very short time ago had came into my life.

Gently, I lowered her down and we began where we left off. I slid gently in right next to her tender body, and she groaned and shifted her head on my chest. Her flowing mane was tickling my upper torso. Under the thin sheet, her trembling leg moved against me, reminding me we were both flesh-to-flesh. Another part of me took this reminder to heart, and she fully responded to my gentle caresses.

Gazing into her electrifying eyes, I saw raw desire return and an impish smile spread across her fabulous, flushed face. The friction from her slender leg delicately rubbing against me heightened my own arousal, and I knew I wasn't too tired from our earlier coupling. I closed my eyes, and gave in completely to the feelings she was stirring inside me. Her full lips, brushed lightly under my ear, and along my jaw before slowly sliding down my already arched neck. A smile crept across my face when I heard her whisper, "Happy Birthday, Joseph," and felt her nibbling on my taunt flesh.

Her dexterous, dancing tongue began exploring my upper body, finding all the right places that ignites my spirit and fling around, while her tiny hands roamed around gently, touching every part of my excited being. Then, with a long, slow lick, she surprised me by taking me completely. The warmth of her passion shot up through me, and I was straining. She stopped just early enough and then sat on my lap, slowly, taking me on the magic journey. The combination of the cool air rushing across my bare chest, and the warmness of her heated flesh on my hips was too much to bear, so I started to push against her motions.

She stopped, and a slight whimper crossed my lips. "Baby! Don't stop now!"

Slowly, she leaned forward, pulled the blanket up, and kissed my lips. My arms moved automatically around her and held her. Tightly. Swiftly, I rolled her over, and began my early Birthday celebration. Her flowing mane framed her glowing face beautifully, and with two fingers, I softly drew closed her mesmerizing eyes. My fingers lightly danced around her shapely features, and then slowly moved downward. Her neck was the next focus of my attention, and the reaction received from nibbling made me smile.

The chill in the evening air, and my actions, caused her neon nipples to become fully erect, and her bountiful breasts became the complete focus of all my attention. Teasing along the sides and underneath, slowly navigating toward center mass, I gently teased her. Licking. Flicking. Sucking. Nibbling. Kissing. Blowing. I slowly moved towards her taunt tummy, where a soft touch caused a bit of twitching and another adorable smile to adorn her flushed face. I threw the comforter off of her legs down onto the floor. She began to protest, but that was quieted when I started to lightly massage her feet. As every man should know, the feet are connected directly to the inner core. Time passed.

I began caressing her stairways to heaven. Knowing the sensitivity of thighs I stopped rubbing and began caressing them again, marveling at their shape and form. Growing ever closer to her sweet sanctuary, I begin to lightly flick her sensuous skin with my tongue. I moved my hands and begin placing playful kisses on her upper thighs until I reached my chosen destination.

She was very aroused, a thin sheen of sweat glisten upon her silky skin. Kissing. Exploring. I gently touched her swollen mound, and moved downward, slowly spreading her pulsating petals so I had full access. My tongue darted forward, and for one moment she jumped as if she were being shocked. Again and again, I lightly touched her, and she jumped right up off the bed. "Oh... my Goddd! Babyyy! Baby Joseph! My sweat baby Joseph! Oh my Goddd! That feels so good baby!" She kept repeating. With her thighs clamped around tightly my head, I continued to pleasure her until I heard her gasp! "Please, do it now! Please baby! Do it right now!"

Never one to disobey a lady in distress, I quickly obeyed. I held her tightly, embracing her everywhere and softly, whispered into her ear. "My God woman, you feel so wonderful!"

She responded by squeezing me, and we began to move rhythmically. I brought her over once quickly, and then slowed down, my own arousal notwithstanding. Still as hard as before, I brought her back to her peak and held her there, enjoying the pleasured glow radiating upon her fevered face. Finally, it was too much for me, and I pushed deep. With my ears and soul being completely filled with her pleasing, pleasured whimpers, I exploded with her, and then held her tightly while the shudders of our passions resonated within us. Kissing. Desiring. Holding.

Softly stroking her mane with much less motivation to move anymore, I picked up the cozy comforter, and wrapped us with it in a makeshift cocoon of comfort. Kissing. Caressing. "Happy Birthday Baby!" She whispered softly into my ear. "You were absolutely wonderful!"

"It takes two to Tango!"

We shifted into a more comfortable position, and she slowly closed her eyelids, silently thanking me for everything. Softly, she whispered, "I am so glad you've decided to bring your business down here. But, more importantly, I'm very glad you decided to bring your PLEASURE with you!"

"You ain't seen nothing yet!"

"Mmm! Oh, yes I have baby!"

She gradually opened her eyes, and the brightest smile I've ever seen on any woman illustriously adorned her warm, radiant face. I softly replied. "I am the one who is very grateful sweet lady! Maybe we should rest for awhile, and hopefully, we will be able to finish early enough tomorrow, and spend some time celebrating my birthday dancing in the sand?"

She held me tight and said. "Joseph, I have a much better surprise for your birthday baby! You just close your eyes, and allow me to help make it the most memorable Birthday Party ever!"

She reached for my mouth and planted a deep passionate kiss, then licked my lips saying, "I'll give you a VERY PRIVATE DANCE IN THE SAND that you'll never forget! Now hush sweet man, and close your eyes and dream of the pleasure you'll receive of my Southern Charms tomorrow!" Kissing. Caressing. We held each other tightly, and drifted off into a sound slumber.

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