2 comments/ 11255 views/ 0 favorites Gloria's Second Wedding By: egmontgrigor2010 CHAPTER 1 Rugged looking but usually smiling, Charlie (Buck) Buxton resigned his position as CEO of Denver-based Robinson Kitchen Appliances, LLC as agreed in the takeover by Universal Kitchen Appliances Corporation. The predatory corporation had its own person to install as CEO and that resulted in the 34-year old leaving at the end of that month with just under $3 million placed in his bank account. The usual termination payments were boosted hugely by a golden handshake funded by the multi-million takeover deal he'd negotiated on behalf of the Robinson family. Buck was weary of hours and hours of meeting with attorneys and hard-faced Universal Kitchen executives. The job as CEO of the company struggling to grow its business had already cost him his marriage two years earlier, Lyn ending up with both kids and half of his accrued wealth. She'd since remarried and now lived in England. Buck's parents had recently moved to a gated retirement community in Florida but their home remained unsold. Buck had fond memories of living in that house and so purchased it. He'd decided to move back to Brixton Junction and wind down, spending time fishing and hiking, two pursuits of his youth that had long been forfeited to marriage and corporate life in the fast lane. His company car, a Porsche, had gone back to the leasing company and Buck had bought a black Ford Explorer that wouldn't stand out like a blowfly on a cream cake as a Porsche would in a backwater city called Brixton Junction. Brixton had originally been a construction camp for crews continuing to build a railroad to the west and a branch at that point to the north into lumber and mining territories. When the construction folk moved out a village established itself and those first permanent settlers adopted the railway name of Brixton Junction, so-named after the original crew boss and chief surveyor who were former English guys from a place named Brixton. * * * Face creased in a big smile, Buck headed up the valley and was delighted that regenerated woods had formed on the hillsides after the clearances of 120 years back and then again thirty years ago. Rain threatened and mist strung itself along the hilltops. Buck scratched his nuts contentedly and sighed at the thought of being back in territory he'd not really forgotten after all. He had his window down and could almost smell the atmosphere of inevitability of life destined to be going nowhere, or at least nowhere fast, so much unlike the corporate rat race. "God thanks for making me do the sensible thing by coming back here to refresh and get my life back," he grinned, wondering why he was speaking to God when he was practically an agnostic. Yeah he was practically a number of things like many people who chase money and success only to find, on reflection, they have become a little divorced from reality through riding on high hopes and competing under the pressure to try to gain traction to achieve their ambitions. Buck sniffed with the freedom of a guy who has no one telling him he shouldn't sniff and he placed a hand softly over his dick as if seeking it's recall who was likely to be in town who he could line up to have dinner with and perhaps seduce once again. Carole Saunders? Nope alas, she'd been burnt to cinders in a small aircraft crash when the pilot had both engines cut out and was circling to pancake on to a freeway but unfortunately lost height too quickly and the aircraft ploughed into a fuel storage tank with explosive results. Wendy Higgins? Nope alas, the last he'd heard she was in the Congo as a missionary. Caroline Majors? Nope alas. She married and had gone somewhere and the last his mom had heard had mothered five kids. Holy fuck. She'd be no longer interested in sex. Gloria West? He'd heard nothing about her. She'd been a great fuck. Angel Hernandez? He'd heard nothing about her. Oooh with her small mouth she was awesome at fellatio. Eva Fruehauf? She'd been over-weight but oh boy could she move her ass and grind. He'd heard she'd been in and out of prison and that wasn't the in-out he had in mind. Jenni Wright? Oh dear. Despite four series attempts, like so many before him apparently, he'd failed to score and what a good little darling her mom would have thought Jenni had been. That's if Jenni had discussed the threats on her virginity with her mom, a pastor's wife. Buck sighed, concluding this introspective was doing him no good. In all probability the playthings he'd had at his fingertips when he was waiting to go to college or even during his college years were either dead, had left town or were in a family situation that had them corralled, safely away from the nefarious overtures from old flames like Buck Buxton. Buck had been a huge threat and widely known for his wickedly wayward fingers around eighteen and nineteen year olds who hadn't yet accepted their role in life was to be promiscuous, well perhaps until marriage. So back in Brixton Junction Buck knew he'd have fishing and hiking to keep himself occupied but what about his dick? That needed nourishment before it mistakenly thought it had been put out to pasture in retirement. He grinned and attempted to bolster his hopes that women prepared to drop their panties would pop up; they always did. Well had done so till now. God his PA had cried her eyes out and begged him to take her with him but gallantly he'd said no. Well she was married. Perhaps turning her down would rear over him as one of the biggest mistakes of his life? Buck sighed and picked his nose and flicked something out the window. He didn't believe sexual opportunities could turn off completely just because a guy changed his environment. Sex was bigger than environment, wasn't it? He said yeah but it hadn't sounded all that convincing. Buck stopped off at Shoprite Supermarket and bumped into Patty French, one of his mom's friends. Actually she ran her supermarket trolley into his and scowled before her eyes opened wide and she said, "Buck, Sally Buxton's boy?" A largely boring ten minutes of prattle followed for Buck but as it turned out, it would prove helpful. * * * Bottled blonde Amelia West raced to the door when she heard her daughter's car arrive. As soon as Gloria stepped out of the blue Ford Focus she was seized and kissed enthusiastically. "God mom, what's up? Have you come into money?" "No, no. Your Aunt Patty called. She was in the supermarket not two hours ago and bumped into Buck Buxton. He's arrived back here to live. He's the mystery buyer of his parent's home." "Oh how exciting for you mother." "You mean for you. You need a new husband." "Bullshit. I've told you I'll never again marry. Marriage is a cesspit of arguments, excessive sex, worry over a shortage of money and being ordered what to do including how to behave and having your husband having more sex away from home than at home with his wife." "Oh I told you a thousand times you just struck a bad guy to marry." "Yeah well most of my old girlfriends don't appear overly ecstatic about diapers and bills and late-arriving husbands." "Oh that moaning is because they've nothing better to talk about. Darling the even bigger news is Buck's wife divorced him two years ago and now lives in England with their two kids and has remarried." "So? Why are you excited? I remember coming home when Buck fucking Buxton stole my virginity in Casper Park and you were all set to go after him with dad's shotgun but you couldn't find the key to the gun cabinet." "Oh that? That was fifteen years ago and these days girls pester guys to take their virginity." Gloria grinned and adjusted her bra over her not insignificant breasts and flicked up the back of both sides of her chestnut hair. "Mom you are certainly prepared to act like a modern mother when it suits you. Mostly you are the hottest critic of promiscuity around. You may have forgiven Buck fucking Buxton for taking my virginity but I haven't. It was so rushed and he made no magic moment of it because he'd just remembered he was supposed to be doing the newspaper round for his friend Tony Caselotti." Gloria shared an apartment in the city center and occasionally came home at weekends to stay with her parents who appeared to enjoy her company. She always found her mom to be good value but at times, like this thing over Buck fucking Buxton, her mom went a little too much over the top for Gloria's liking. "Now what to do about Buck?" "Mom if you don't shut up about him I'll shove your favorite vibrator up your butt and out of reach." "God Gloria, you have become so disgusting. It's obvious you need a man. You know you shouldn't speak to your mother like that." Gloria sighed and apologized. She decided not to tell her mom that Grant, her friend Stephanie's boyfriend, was currently treating her to adequate sex in a threesome with Steph. She worried she was beginning to prefer Steph to Grant in their encounters. If she were becoming sexually realigned then perhaps her mom was right and she did need her own man for sex. Peeling potatoes while her mom was out in the garden cutting spinach, Gloria tried to recall that occasion in the woods in Casper Park. She was about to celebrate her thirty-second birthday and so that would have been fourteen years ago but already her memory about it was hazy, although she was sure it hadn't hurt. But she couldn't remember details of the size of Buck's dick and whether he had big balls and where he'd squirted when he'd pulled out. Perhaps she could call Buck and ask could he remember. Well there was no one else she could ask. She sighed. "You are so pathetic at times Gloria West." Gloria had reverted to her maiden name. After dinner that night Gloria and her mom drew up the small list of names Gloria wanted to attend lunch on the last Sunday of the month to celebrate her birthday. After Gloria left to watch TV with her dad Amelia added Buck's name to the list. * * * Leaving the supermarket, Buck had driven slowly along the main street, the first time he'd traversed it in five years and if anything it looked even a little more motley. There was excessive signage on buildings and too many jarring colors and City Hall looked at least ten years overdue for a steam clean. He noticed Cecil Lime's Sports & Fishing Oasis was now called Brett Lime's Bait & Tackle. So Brett had taken over and converted it into a complete fishing store. Brett and Buck had been pals at high school but had fallen out when Brett found Buck smooching his sister Katie and had mistakenly thought they were having sex. Brett did have sex with Katie not long after she turned eighteen and she told her brother and than only soured the relations between the two guys. Katie had astonished Brett by inviting him to have anal, the first time and the only time for some years that Brett had met a female who wanted anal. He was aware Katie and husband owned a big motel in Arizona. Buck parked and walked back to the tackle store. Brett recognized him instantly and smiled and said to the two assistants he'd take this customer. Brett came around the counter, slapped Buck on the shoulder and said, "Hi buddy. I've often kicked myself for spoiling what could have been a great friendship through our late teens. I apologize, I just idolized my sister and was just too protective of her." "That's fine. Sisters often expect brothers to take a stand on their behalf. If I hadn't been so pigheaded and refused to apologize it may well have ended your anger. But as you may remember I have this streak..." "Yeah you were the unbending guy of our class." "I'm moving back into town. Katie will be safe because I understand she's married and lives in Phoenix." "Actually it was Tucson but they sold that motel and now are the majority owners of a hotel in Austin, Texas. They have three kids." "I remember her as a great girl. Well I'm back here for the fishing and hiking. Right now I'd like you to set me up for all-weather fly-fishing, riverbank and wader fishing. I'm starting from scratch and don't have real wet weather gear. I think I should buy what you would choose for yourself." "Okay buddy but that will cost you." "That's acknowledged and I won't even blink. I have been working my butt off for years and now I'm having some quiet time but don't give me anything too fancy." Brett walked with Buck carrying some of the purchases that they loaded into the Explorer. "And who did you marry Brett?" "Jessie Winslow. She was a couple of classes ahead of us at high school and in my freshman year at college we were both doing environment studies and she was the senior assigned to three of us to do our nominated specialist study. She knew the theory backwards and sideways but knew sweet all about roughing it in the wilderness. We got caught in an unexpected snowstorm – snow had been expected but it came almost with blizzard-like ferocity. She acknowledged at the inquiry that when we were found and rescued after the storm that if hadn't been for my intimate knowledge of survival techniques we would have perished. She took me home to meet her grateful parents and, well, it snowballed from there. We married and have a 3-year old girl, a little honey called Katie. Jessie who insisted on that name after meeting my sister." * * * Driving up to his old family home and really glad he'd purchased it because it was a fine old home with great character, Buck's feet had just hit the driveway when Betty and Harold Arnold from next-door came through the side gate. They'd been friends of the family before his birth. "Oh my Harold. Look at the big fellow little Buck has become. He's all grown up." "Yeah and that's not surprising since he's in his mid-thirties." "Trust you to disagree, your old grouch," said his wife." "Actually early thirties, I'm not yet thirty-three." "Well I've aired the house and there's clean linen on your parent's old bed and fresh flowers in vases and Harold had a guy in to service the Jacuzzi and apparently that was just as well because the filtration system was in a real mess. But it's going beautifully." "Well keep coming over and using it whenever you wish. I'd very much like that tradition to continue." "Oh thanks you darling boy," Betty smiled and stroked Buck's arm. "You're eating with us tonight. Harold help the boy in with all this stuff." When they had everything inside Harold said, "So you intend to go fishing?" "Yeah. Are you into it?" "No longer. Arthritis is into my joints. But I know a cracker of a fisher who'd be an excellent guide for you." "Good then perhaps you can set that up with him." "It's a her, my granddaughter Stacey Walsh. She's twenty-three. A bit young for you perhaps but her mom is unhappy she runs with the boys so likes her out fishing." "Well set it up Harry and if she's interested I'd like you to take me to meet her and her mom." "Our daughter doesn't fish." "Well I'm not going out into the wilderness with your granddaughter unless her mom approves of me." "Christ you are a bit old-fashion. Oh and don't let Betty hear you call me Harry. She'd fly off the handle and say if my mother wanted me to be called Harry she would have named me Harry." "Oh I apologize." "There's no need. Actually I prefer Harry and that's what my friends called me until Betty arrived on the scene." Buck loved that story. He never heard people relate tales like that in the big city. On the following Saturday morning Buck collected Stacey at her home for the overnight fishing expedition. Mrs Walsh came out to say goodbye and said, "Now you look after Buck well Stacey." Stacey nodded and Buck cleared his throat and said, "I ask again, you are sure this is okay with you Pamela?" "It sure is Buck. Now you just have a great time and catch fish." As they drove off the reasonably attractive blonde with great tits said, "I can't believe you are so fuddy-duddy over this. Most women including mothers are promiscuous these days and my mother certainly didn't expect to ask if it would be okay for me to guide an older man fishing. She knew you when you were a little kid and you were okay then and she expects you are still okay. Are you expecting to fuck me?" "No of course not," Buck said, regaining control of the vehicle. Stacey was laughing and said he should have seen the look on his face. They'd caught nothing in the first two hours and then had lunch on a clearing alongside the river. "Did you bring condoms?" Buck looked up to the sky and said happily, "Ah at last some cloud cover is beginning to build." "I asked did you bring condoms?" "Yes," he gritted. "Thanks for not lying. Do you want to see my tits?" "Please yourself." Stacey pulled off her thick top and then undid her bra and said happily, "Out they tumble." "Jesus." "Yeah I like the look of them too," she said. "Want to suck one." "I'm already eating a meat sandwich." She laughed and said he was funny. When they were drinking coffee Stacey said, "Are you comfortable about having sex with me?" "Yes, absolutely. What will your boyfriend think?" "He won't know. He's away with some buddies to watch car racing this weekend." There was a little silence until Stacey said, "Do you mind if I refer to sex as fucking?" "No, but I thought people up here would have been too conservative to use that term." "Don't you think people often are not what you expect?" Buck knew by the sound of that he might not win this one. "You are a very able debater." "And I think you can help me to fuck better to please my boyfriend and his successors unless he does come up with a proposal of marriage." Stacey removed her boots and socks. She stood and said, "It would make me feel less embarrassed if you undressed as well." "Oh yeah, right. I was waiting to see what your pussy looked like." Stacey giggled and later gasped when she saw the thickness of his dick. They embraced and commenced the first of six bouts of sex during the next twenty-eight hours. The also managed to get in some fishing. As they drove out of the wilderness from their base camp, Stacey said she'd learned so much and thanked her tutor. "I'm sorry you were too big for my butt but having two fingers up there was so pleasurable." Buck grinned. "That was a great pleasure. You are such a lovely young woman and such an excellent fisher. I'll toss a couple of these trout at your grandparents." "Thanks, they'll appreciate that. What if my grandfather asks did we have sex?" "I'll answer we played around a bit, but only if your gran is not within hearing distance." "Thanks, that's what I was going to suggest. He knows I'm very sexually active." "Um your grandfather and you?" "Yes three times. So do you think any worse of me for telling you that?" "No, I really don't think so. You are so outgoing I suspect I half-knew the answer." A week later Stacey's mom came through the side gate and said her parents weren't home. Buck invited her in for coffee and as she sat on the sofa Pamela blatantly drew her skirt up to her hips. She wasn't wearing panties. Buck didn't bother serving coffee. * * * Buck rubbed his chin, re-reading the invitation from Amelia and Bryce West to attend a lunch with friends to celebrate Gloria's 32nd birthday. He decided not to go and then to go and then not to go. The next decision was to defer making a decision about whether to attend. Next day he was on Main Street talking to one of his mom's friends when he saw Gloria West and her mom walking along on the other side of the street. He took in Gloria's face and her tits and then the long shapely legs under her short white skirt and felt his cock stir. He resumed talking to Mrs Eliot who said council elections were coming up so why didn't he put his name forward to run for a seat on the council. Gloria's Second Wedding Ch. 02 Buck arrived for Sunday lunch and Amelia West practically launched herself out on to the front porch when answering the doorbell to kiss him flush on the mouth and to push against him. That rather hot welcome left Buck thinking if her daughter didn't want him perhaps he could consider taking her mom to bed. That's providing if women in their mid-fifties still did it. Amelia took him through the living room and out to the patio where she screeched, "Gloria look who's arrived." Buck had three possible scenarios in mind: The worst would be Gloria wouldn't recognize him, the most humiliating would be her yelling go away she didn't want him here or she could yell in triumph that Buck Buxton had arrived to apologize for claiming her virginity all those years ago." Actually it turned out more like a Hollywood movie comedy. "Omigod, Buck... Buck Buxton of my teenage years of notoriety," Gloria yelled. "Oh welcome Buck. How wonderful to see you again." She stepped forward to meet him but the woman who'd backed up behind her was standing on the hem of Gloria's floor length patio dress. It was largely ripped from her but she walked on bravely with most of the bodice intact and a strip of the dress handing over her rear. People around her including her mother looked rather shocked until Buck coming forward yelled, "Is there a dressmaker in the house?" Everyone cracked up. Obviously encouraged, he said calmly, "God Gloria you have fabulous legs. Thanks for choosing to display them to me. Have you any more clothing to remove?" Face flaming, "No naughty boy Buck. You haven't changed much in fourteen years, always the party entertainer." They hugged and kissed and Buck led Gloria off to step inside the house where she hurried off to change. Amelia took over. "Everyone this is Buck Buxton, a dear friend of this family. Some of you will have seen the story in yesterday's newspaper that he's the chosen candidate of the United Citizen's Association to contest our city's upcoming mayoral election." Buck had to stop his mouth falling open. He'd not seen Saturday morning's newspaper. It was still on his front porch where it had been thrown, and remained uncollected. He cringed but waved and the other guests clapped politely. As nibbles were being passed around and guests were handed a choice of juice, mineral water or French champagne, a woman button-holed Buck and said, "Well Buck, what are you going to do about the quality of our city water?" Buck hadn't a clue what she was on about because he cleaned his teeth with water but never drank the stuff. "Fix it," he smiled. The woman smiled at him happily and said he had her vote. Buck was astonished he'd been announced as a candidate without consultation or even knowing if the party endorsing his candidacy was acceptable to him. Who the fuck did those band of people think they were proposing him as their candidate without a pre-selection process and without identifying their aims and objectives to him and advising what they expected in return from him for their endorsement? It was so fucking Mickey Mouse. Woops that probably was objectionable comment to Mickey Mouse. Amelia West handed Buck a glass of champagne and asked what did he think of Thelma Eliot. The name only partly registered and Amelia noticed his blank look and said, "My sister Thelma Eliot. You must have had dialogue with her because she's president of the United Citizen's Association that will be endorsing you as a mayoral election candidate. "Oh Mrs Eliot of course. Um she's a complex woman," Buck said vaguely. "Oh exactly. You certainly know how to sum up people Buck. You'll have my vote." Eh? Cool lips kissed just under his left ear. Eh? "So you think I have wonderful legs?" Gloria cooed into that ear. "Yeah and great tits," he said in abandonment, wondering what the hell was going on with these people. "Oooh, you have my vote," Gloria simpered, pushing one of the aforementioned into his arm. At the same time she did that, Buck thought he caught a whiff of Gloria's pussy and he was immediately blessed/dammed with an iron-cored erection. He hurried off to the bathroom to cower in isolation. God what was happening? It was like a nightmare being caught up in an invasion of the Little People who'd taken over his brain. Buck unzipped and leant over the sink and allowed cold water to flow over his erection. He'd not locked the door and an elderly woman swept into the bathroom. Probably she was Gloria's grandmother. She took one look at the thick erection and said, "Bejesus can I have a suck on that?" "No, for goodness sake no. What is it with you people?" "Well I shall think twice before I vote for you Buck. You are so rude," she said, hitching up the back of her dress and sitting on the john and staring at him putting his limp penis away as she twinkled. Back on the patio, Gloria's father Jack handed Buck a beer and introduce Gloria's Uncle Clem. "What will you stand for if elected?" Clem asked, leaving Buck thinking he'd not had time to plan strategy. So he said lamely, "Progress." "You have my vote buddy," Clem said and dug his brother in the ribs and ordered him to stop fence sitting. "And mine," Jack sighed. "Actually you could just sit and do nothing once elected and be no worse than the useless jerk who's vegetated in office after over-staying." Gloria emerged wearing long pants and although she smiled at Buck didn't talk to him alone throughout the afternoon and nor did she sit with him during lunch. He didn't mind because what else could her bumbling seducer of fourteen years ago expect? Buck left at 3:00 before the females became too drunk and began pestering him. Gloria's grandmother made him nervous at the way she kept staring at him. Amelia kissed him on the front porch and he could feel her tongue tip pushing against his lips. Jesus. "Try to date Gloria darling. She needs some damn hard screwing." "I only date these days for companionship," he said and at that Amelia let forth a hee-haw laughed that made Buck break-free of her hold and step back and just as well because at that moment Gloria stepped through the doorway. "Mom you are drinking too much." Amelia hiccupped and said, "Well I'll leave you too lovebirds alone." "God mothers can be so embarrassing," Gloria said. "Sorry about that." "No it's fine. She'd having a great time. And you?" "Yes I really have. It's great having friends and family around me and the bonus came when you arrived." "You're looking really great." "Well I'd expect you to say that. I now have lines in my facial skin, I'm developing fat under my chin and my thighs are thickening." "Your tits and ass have become bigger." "Yes and that too." "I think that's wonderful. You look so ready to pluck." "What?" Gloria said, frowning. "I remember you as being long, thin and looking a little ungainly but you did have nice tits. Now you look all-woman." "Are you insane?" "Gloria you look adorable. You are entering your prime. Live with it, enjoy it. Oh I was sad to hear about your divorce," Buck said, holding out his hand. "Come out to my vehicle." "Buck I'm not having sex with you. Christ it's daylight and you're parked on the street." "I brought you a present." "The invitation said no presents." "Fuck edicts like that." Gloria giggled and walked with him, not resisting. "What is it?" Gloria said, looking at the long thin box, wrapped in purple paper and tied with a pink bow. "Open it and find out." He watched as she undid the bow and hung the ribbon around her neck and then she unleashed and ripped off the paper and gasped, "Oh my very own fly fishing rod and reel. Oooh it's an Orvis set." "Yeah with a medium action and the rod is a four-piece suitable for packing. If you remember in the summer when we were seventeen we attended Cecil Lime's fishing school together that went for two weeks and you were really into it." "I still do fishing occasionally with dad and use one of his St Croiz rods. Oh this is a beautiful gift, really beautiful. Here let me kiss you." There was no tonguing and Gloria broke away looking flushed. "You were squeezing a breast." "Guilty," Buck said, "But I make no apology." "None expected. I suppose this is your way of getting me out in the wilds alone?" "Yes and a great idea don't you think? If you don't think so then bring along your dad." "I'll go fishing with you alone, with emphasis on fishing." "That's great. Let's start with half-day trips and work up." "It would have to be weekends. I'm thinking of getting a job." "Well I won't influence you. Half-day trips at first and then it's over to you to make suggestions. I have another month before I begin campaigning." Driving home thinking about shafting Gloria out in the wilds, Buck suddenly had a great idea. Gloria's father had told him she'd graduated in media communications and had been working in public relations in her husband's company until the time of their divorce. Buck thought at the right moment he'd ask Gloria to become his full-time campaign manager. Buck dropped a hand over his dick. Did he wish to shaft Gloria, so what if she were carrying a bit of extra weight? Answer: yes. He squeezed his dick. Did he really respect Gloria? Buck unconsciously placed that hand back on the steering wheel as he thought, yes definitely. He thought he was miserable living alone and fucking young Stacey and/or her mom was not the answer. If Betty and Harold found out he'd shafted their daughter and Betty found out he'd repeatedly shafted Stacey that couple, his neighbors, would write him off as an asshole. An hour later when watching TV Buck took a call from Pamela, Stacey's mom, who wanted to know when did he want her to call on him. "Pamela I'm sorry, but..." "Are just like so many other men. You get it once and that's the end." "Pamela let's be friends huh? If your parents found out you were having an affair with me they would cut me off." "But you are so good at it," she whined. "Just friends Pamela." "Oh well okay. What about Stacey." "Just friends with her too, right?" "Yes." "You were a great fuck Pamela." "Oh was I?" she said brightly. "It's hard to get men to talk about it after the event. One usually can't find out what they really think." Pamela said she had to go and that was it. No tears. A little later a woman called. "Hi I'm Brett Lime's wife Jessie." "Oh hi Jessie, Brett mentioned he had a family." "If elected as mayor would do you promise to do about children's substandard play facilities in council managed parks?" "Investigate and get them upgraded." "Oooh you have my vote. Brett had mentioned he'd met you and I got your number off him. I remember you at the high school track meet when you were an intermediate kid and yet broke the school record in the senior cross country." "Well the seniors had a poor crop that year." "And so that allowed you to finish in record time?" "Well I... huh? Oh I see what you mean. I'm surprise you remembered." "Actually the record you broke was set by my father when he was a senior at our high school. My sister is home on vacation. I'm calling to invite you to dinner with us." "Well that's mighty kind of you..." She's engaged to be married." "Oh in that case I happily accept." Jessie laughed. "Brett told me how he fell out with you over Katie some sixteen years ago. If you manage to make a home run with Anna I won't mind." "Good god Jessie..." "She may no longer be on heat by this time tomorrow. Good night." "Um..." The phone clicked. Buck mopped his forehead. God had sleepy Brixton Junction become the new Peyton Place? Brett called. "Thanks for accepting the dinner invitation. I just want you to know that if Anna takes to you then be in. Jessie is scared Anna will hit on me." "What's got Anna this way?" "The three of us got a bit drunk last night and your name came up and, look I'm sorry about this. Jessie and I got rather carried away and talked about all of your real and alleged sexual exploits when you used to live here. Anna had thought the stories about college guys fucking the girlfriend's mom were just stupid stories and..." "Oh shit, I get the picture." "Are you brave enough to come tomorrow night?" "Yeah but my dick's staying behind my zip." "Gloria's been in for her first free casting lesson." "Well no way... um... how did she go?" "Pretty good really as I knew she would. Her dad is a cracker with the fly rod but like most men he concentrated on telling her what she should do without telling her about why is was done that way and without describing the dynamics involved. Women like all the details. They are unwilling to fly blind like most men are." "I more or less knew that." "Yes and probably less rather than more. She is all woman pal." "Yeah, I rather gather that." Brett laughed and said it was the most novel pre-seduction strategy he'd ever heard of. Now where were we?" "Guess who's coming for dinner." "Oh yes. Well?" "I'm prepared to play ball but you and Jessie will be owe me." "No problems. I can help with strategy and Jessie is an attorney so can be your legal adviser and act for you in areas that become sticky. She's already said part of the electorate won't be happy with an unmarried mayor so if you are shafting Gloria by then it will be to your advantage." Frowning Buck asked did Jessie say shafting. "Actually I think she said dating. Look as your strategist I'd suggest you time Gloria's wedding for the Saturday after the election." "Why?" "Half the voters are women and women enjoy being kept on the hook with romance in the air." "Who will Gloria marry?" "Jesus Buck. Are you really that thick?" * * * It was still daylight and the front door was ajar when he rang the doorbell of the Lime's home. A 3-year old blondie in a party dress arrived and said, "Hello." Buck scooped her up and said, "Hi Katie, I didn't know you were such a big girl." He walked in and turned into the living room as Katie said she was three. A really good-looking blonde hurried out of the kitchen and gaped. "Buck?" "Yes are you Katie's older sister?" The mother giggled. "I'm Jessie." "Hi Jessie, I knew by your voice on the phone you'd be gorgeous." "And what about me? And how the hell did Katie allow you to pick her up? She only allows her parents and grandparents to lift her." "I just lifted her giving her a question to answer. It's called technique Anna. Small kids are no as sophisticated as we think. If you catch them by surprise without alarming them in all probability they'll accept it. Look I'll demonstrate. I'll put Katie down and attempt to lift her without dialogue. Here we go." Katie was lifted without protest, placed an arm round Buck's neck and beamed at her mom. "Um so much for theory," Buck said, shaking his head. The sisters laughed. "Buck this is my younger sister Anna Copeland." "Hi Anna. You're very pretty if I may say so." "You may but my sister is the beauty of the family." "That might be so but is there a downside to being called very pretty?" "Um n-o-o-o." "Am I pretty?" Katie asked. "No way." "But everyone says I'm pretty. So what am I?" "You look in the mirror and say am I pretty and if you believe that you are then you are pretty and it doesn't matter was anyone else says about how you look." "You are funny and you are not good looking like daddy." "I know that because I look in the mirror and I say, you are not good looking like Katie's daddy." "Mommy can we keep Buck. He's funny." "Well just for tonight dear. We won't want you being reeducated." "What's that?" Buck quipped, "Hearing too much funny stuff." "Oh." "Out here Buck." "Go to Auntie Anna Katie and tell her to be funny." Buck thrust the child at Anna who took her and Buck winked at Jessie who was looking at him shaking her head in wonderment as Katie said, "Aunt Anna I'm waiting for you to be funny." Brett said, "Grab a beer from the fridge buddy. I'm taking the skin off this smoked trout." Jessie entered behind Buck and shook her head when Buck offered her a bottle of beer. "Darling could you hear all of that amazing carry on?" "Yeah and what's the surprise? I told you if you expect Buck to behave like you expect then expect to be surprised." "Yes you did. God no one has ever won Katie over so adroitly as that and that includes both grandmothers." Buck grinned. "It's dead simple Jessie. Katie made her thirty second assessment and decided she liked me." "What was your career Buck before you returned to this hole?" "I designed kitchens for many years and then became and executive of the company I worked for then became it's general manager, grew the business, was head-hunted a couple of times and then negotiated the takeover of the last company as required by the principal owners and that left me jobless and thinking about coming back here and going fishing." "This kitchen is an abominating in design isn't it?" "Well Jessie the first thing is to know what you like and what you want, understand the difference between those two things and then advance from there. Some great kitchen designs have left women wishing they'd not stepped up from the homely kitchen they used to love and more or less had forgiven its deficiencies." "Could you redesign this kitchen in sketches and we'd take it to someone to draw up the design?" "Yes I'd be willing to do that. The one thing this room has is space. But first of all you both have to be agreed you want a new kitchen and then I'll sit down with you and talk through your ideas and my ideas. Then I begin sketching." "Brett?" "Sounds good to me baby." "Right discuss when you wish to start," Brett said. "I'll take a drink into Anna." "Oh it's all quiet in there. Katie will have gone to sleep on Anna's knee. You go in and chat and I'll make her a martini and then take Katie off to bed." Buck reappeared and said they weren't there. "Oh god, Anna will have tried to put Katie to bed. There will be a huge scene." The two women reappeared beaming. "Anna got Katie into bed without any problem, asking her questions like you did Buck. Then she read Katie to sleep and was just sitting and watching her like a loving aunt when I entered. Oh it was such a wonderful sight. I guess Brett we are guilty of having molly-coddled Katie too much, stifling the rate of her growth in independence." Jessie stepped up to Buck and kissed him softly on the lips and said, "Thank you for your parental guidance you lovely man." "You have a lovely daughter." "Oooh may I have one of those kisses," Anna said, throwing herself against Buck. He kissed her gently but what the other two couldn't see was his out-of-sight hand cupped a chunk of the base of her butt and squeezed quite hard. "Omigod," Anna whispered as she pulled away from him. But if Jessie hadn't seen anything untoward she must have received some sort of look from her sister or else was very intuitive. "You two amuse yourselves in here while Brett and I prepare the entrees," Jessie said, closing the door behind her. "Omigod," Anna gasped through an open mouth and rushed Buck. He grinned, stuck down a hand and cupped her pussy and Anna humped against his hand and sank her tongue into his mouth as he bent over and kissed her, open mouthed. "Get your hand in and touch pussy," she groaned. God, he thought. She was on heat. She was leaking. He soon had three fingers in, squelching around. "Oh that's such a disgusting sound," she giggled. Gloria's Second Wedding Ch. 02 Jessie called from the kitchen, "Could you guys please sit up." "Go wash your fingers, use plenty of soap," Anna said, grabbing a fistful of chest over Buck's left nipple before pushing him away. "God you are sexy." Buck walked away grinning, thinking that was like the pot calling the kettle black. The others were seated when he returned and they began eating the smoked trout covered deliciously in wasabi cream and pink pickled onions. When they finished and Brett was topping up their glasses with dry white wine, Jessie said, "Have you two got something started yet?" "Oh god," Anna giggled. Buck said without embarrassment, "Yes, very tentatively of course and it appears very promising." "Do you want Anna to stay with you tonight and tomorrow night and you two come back for dinner the next night, but come early so we can discuss the kitchen? Anna leaves for home next morning." "Brett?" "It's fine with me buddy. Anna has been away from her man a little too long." "Anna?" "I'd love to stay the night with you. Then tomorrow could we go hiking and stay out the night? I haven't done that since I was at college. When we discussed this Brett said you were an outdoors guy." "So this is a set up?" The other three looked guilty and Buck eased their discomfort saying, "Great work guys. I love it." Well Buck and Anna went at it like rabbits and only hiked six miles before leaving the track to find a camp spot beside the river and they resumed their now mutually favorite past time. "God we should have brought Jessie with us," Anna yawned, when Buck awoke her during the night to begin another session. "Anna please, Brett is my buddy." "Oh of course, sorry. Fuck me instead." More to Come Gloria's Second Wedding Ch. 03 Two nights later, with the kitchen conference over and Anna had again put Katie to bed and sleep successfully, the four of them began on the two bottles of French champagne Buck had picked up on the way over and they had a magnificent evening, finishing with two of Brett's favorite reds reserved for special occasions. Buck made the final toast. "Thanks Brett and Jessie for receiving me so warmly into your family fold and you Anna, thanks for being a real hot lover and such a lovely lady. I wish you the greatest happiness in your marriage and get stuck in with Rex to give real zip to his business. I've told you several things to consider and you can always email me for further suggestions or advice. Goodbye lovely lady, stay in here after we drink this toast and then that's it. No wailing at the front gate." "I'll be fine," Anna sniffed. "To us," offered Buck and the other three replied indulgently, "To us." He kissed Anna and smacked her ass and she squealed. Buck kissed Jessie who was flushed with liquor and she wanted her ass smacked. He shook his head laughing but changed his tune when Brett said, "She wants you to do it buddy." The slap made Jessie really squeal and red-faced she said, "God I must have sounded like a whore?" "No way," Buck said and Brett said no way. Buck then left and he was pleased when glancing back saw Anna waving and smiling. She wasn't crying and that made him feel good. All she'd wanted was sex and that was good too. Brett called Buck next morning. He'd left at daylight and was miles up Ryman Valley on a fitness hike. "We've just dropped Anna off at the airport. She asked us to tell you she's very happy to be returning home and wants you to know that time with you produced some of the best moments of her life." "Well thanks for that and thanks for allowing it to happen." "Thanks pal. Here's Jessie." "Hi Buck. Brett has been talking to me about your run for election. I'm prepared to donate my time to be your legal consultant and to act for you legally where necessary." "That's really great Jessie. Look I can afford to pay for your billing." "Thanks Buck but it's my contribution toward getting this city the new mayor it needs." "That's really great. Um is Brett..." "Accepting the invitation to be your campaign strategist? Yes and here's Katie to say hi." "Hi Buck. I say you are very good looking. Aunt Anna really likes you didn't she?" "Yes and she likes you even more. Bye Katie and thanks for talking to me." "That's okay. Bye." Buck put down his phone and thought there must be a phone tower in the area to make phone reception that good. He decided after the events of recent days he'd never been this happy for a very long time. It felt like he was being accepted into the community. He remained sitting on a log and called Gloria. "Hi Buck. I've just walked in to the hairdresser's hoping you might call today suggesting we go out to dinner tomorrow night or whenever." "Tomorrow night sounds fine but what say I cook dinner?" "That would be lovely," she said carefully. "And then what?" "Gloria darling, that's entirely up to you. Oh could you keep the Saturday after the week of the elections free?" "Okay I have my electronic diary with me. Goodness knows why. No I'm not working I rarely use it. What will the date be?" Buck told her. ""Right I have it. What do I write in?" "Gloria's 2nd Wedding." He heard the gasp. "What? Are you crazy? Who would marry me?" "Have you had any recent proposals?" "No and none is likely." Buck said calmly, "Gloria please write that info in and leave details blank." "Are you thinking of proposing?" "Have you written in that info?" "Yes." "Well let's see how we go and if you become interested in receiving a proposal from me, whether I win or lose the election." "You can't leave this hanging like this." "Well I have and I think nothing can be done to erase the possibility." "Omigod this is insane." "Well at least it gives you something to think about. Now the real reason I'm calling is to ask you to become my fulltime campaign manager and head my campaign team. I suggest payment based on a salary of $50,000 and the position terminates on the night the final election result for the mayoralty is declared." "I-I don't know what to say." "Think about it and talk to me tomorrow night when you come to dinner." "God this is so crazy. Um could we switch dinner to tonight? I couldn't go another day waiting to talk to you about this." "That's fine. Do you really like sex Gloria?" "What!" "Oh sorry. I'm guilty of putting another idea into your head. We really must set up some fishing dates." "Oh glory be, something I can handle. Yes that will be fine. I'll pick you up any time you suggest." "Your vehicle is not four-wheel drive. I'm thinking Skipper's Pool." "Oh yes. Lovely. God why am I speaking so nicely to you?" "Bye sexy lady," he said and cut the call, hoping she could handle this aggressiveness. Gloria called back immediately and said calmly, "You're an asshole" and cut the call. Buck grinned. He'd definitely not been given something to think about with that message. She was riled up, in danger of being shaken out of her lassitude. * * * Gloria's regular hairdresser bought her coffee and apologized about the wait. "No problem Debbie, I have calls to make." She called her mom. "Mom he's angling to marry me?" "Who is?" "Buck fucking Buxton." "But he can't be interested in you. He wants to become mayor." "Oh thanks very much," Gloria said. Amelia rallied. "I shouldn't have said that." "No you shouldn't have. Apologize." "I'm sorry darling I can imagine he'd be very interested in your butt." "Mom!" "Covering it in kisses is all that I meant. Tell me about it all darling." "Well, well. A thousand bucks a week for playing nursemaid is pretty good isn't it?" "Very generous and I have a suspicion about what he wants from his nursemaid." "Well he's male darling and we all know what males want." Gloria sighed. "Mom he's asked me to make a diary note for the Saturday after elections week." "What sort of note?" "All he would say was to write in 'Gloria's 2nd wedding'. I told him I had received no proposal and all he said was he might, that it would depend on me." "This sounds so crazy." "Ah at last I can agree with you mother." "Has he become demented?" "I have to say no. Something tells me he expects to win the election and he's damn sure he'll marry me the following second Saturday following the election." "Is that what you want?" "I have no idea. You tell me." "I don't really know what to say." "Yeah right. As they say, watch this space. Bye mom and please kept this conversation to yourself until I say you can spread the rumor." "Very well dear." "Mom I really mean that." "Oh all right dear. My lips are sealed." Gloria asked her gum-chewing hairdresser for advice. Debbie listened and then said, "You have no option but to accept. Most of us girls today just wait and wait for a proposal of marriage that we fear may never come. "Okay Debbie so what is the thing you think you'll treasure most about being married?" "I guest being pulled out of deep sleep to have sex when I least expect it." "Oh," smiled Gloria. "There's no doubt that marriage means different things to different people." "Eh? Who are these other people?" Gloria was relieved she had no intention of living with her hairdresser but the good thing was Debbie did a damn good job with hair. Head held high, Gloria left the salon after leaving behind a largish sum of money for the privilege of having her hair and her vanity groomed, she wondered who was around to grab her hip after midnight and presented her with his heat-seeking missile? The only name that came to her lips was Buck fucking Buxton. The reality hit home and she groaned. Gloria had lunch alone because he mom was lunching with friends. That made Gloria think of her loneliness and she thought of all the opportunities to enjoy companionship, affection and, yes, sex that she was missing. And then she saw the light. Omigod, Buck fucking Buxton was dangling these things in front of her to get her off her butt and back into having a real life. Of course he wished to fuck her. That was well understood; she'd seen the way he looked at her tits and her mouth. But it went beyond that. Darling Buck was on a personal crusade to rescue her and give her back a real life. He was prepared to pay her a salary to help him fight the mayoral election and presumably if she satisfied him sexually and that got along well then he would be prepared to marry her. Yes. Buck was prepared to marry her because he knew he wished to have a wife again and knew beyond reasonable doubt that she wished to have a husband again, one who'd work with her to ensure her second marriage did not fail. Oh holy shit. Buck was prepared to pay a stiff price for the privilege of fucking her, to have someone beside him who'd awake to feel his grip on her hip and all she had to do was to roll on to her back and spread her legs. But if she loved and respected him and knew that the best sex occurred when two people really put their backs into it. She'd shove his dick into her and bounced back against him and make music... well she knew what she meant. Oh yes. "Okay baby, just let it unwind. Don't rush it. He'll want to make sure I'm as good as I look and he'll want me to be sure I think he's worthy to be my suitor," Gloria whispered, knowing she was committing to sensible strategy. And so first things first. If Buck wanted to fuck her tonight then he was welcome to go right ahead and do it and if he invited her to stay the night then she would. This wasn't being submissive; it was being pragmatic. Nail the guy while he was within reach. Absolutely. * * * Buck came out to meet Gloria as she arrived, nosing her blue Focus into the visitor's parking space. She was uptight, feeling almost as if this was a form of entrapment. Buck wanted sex and wanted her to help his election bid but what was he really offering? Well yes a funny kind of wedding had been suggested but on what basis? It was without foundation, conjured out of his mind without any involvement from her. It was bullshit, nothing less, and nothing more. Buck came up to the driver's window and leant through and they kissed. She thought she ought to be polite but then decided she should be honest with him. "I'll stay the night and have brought my hiking gear and rod if you wish to go out fishing tomorrow." "Oh that's really great Gloria, I like it. Please ensure I remain the perfect host. Show me your tits." Oh god, he was into it already. She decided not to head off and leave him to stew in his outrageous juices. What? What she was thinking didn't make much sense. She said defensively, "Are you aware I'm not wearing a bra?" He raked his eyes over her and Gloria was sure her nipples were stiffening. She spluttered, "I really need a bra to stop them moving out in opposite directions." "Such oscillating movement could make me rather excited." She eyed him and said obviously he had romantic notions about breasts without realizing more than 99% of the time they had no involvement with sex. "I rather gather that but I guess they are a point of focus for sexually active guys." "Particularly guys like you." "Particularly guys like me." Well, she thought, at least that were on the same wavelength over that. But hadn't he a clue about wooing. She'd never been a pushover and never would be. She grinned and hoisted her top and stared at him. When Buck took in the eyeful of swelling breast flesh he licked his lips lasciviously. The result of that was she lost control. "Omigod Buck," she almost whimpered, pulling down her top. "You're heating me up." Gloria groaned to herself, god why are you telling him that you stupid bitch. "I think you are very sexy Gloria. Very sexy." "Can we go inside," she squeaked. "Yes sure. You go inside and have a wander around. Mom and dad left old furniture in the place to make it look inhabited when they vacated and the house remained unsold. I need you to help me select new furniture and those other touches that women know about." She took a few steps toward the house and stopped. "Did you like this house when you were a kid?" "I love it." "So did I when I came to one of your birthday parties before you reached the age when you invited only boys. You were smart buying it. Not all homes are loveable so you can consider yourself as a buyer a lucky man." "Yeah, well said. Have you decided to become my campaign manager? I would need your services for at least twelve weeks and would pay you $1000 a week." She had rehearsed for this moment. "Yes I'd decided to help you. I won't require payment. I have plenty of money from my divorce settlement to live on and so don't mind the wait until you get into election mode. I repeat you don't have to pay me." Buck said firmly, "I need to pay my campaign manager to produce results and to deliver long hours of productive work. In other words I would be paying for results and service over and above what a voluntary worker would expect to deliver." "Very well. We'll do it your way." "Thanks, that makes me so happy," Buck said and his phone went. "I'll inspect the house," Gloria said and left. She arrived back in the hallway just as Buck was entering with some of her gear. He stopped and said, "That was a close call." "Oh was something not going to plan?" He stroked her cheek and she stayed still, rather liking it, accepting it was a very intimate touch. "Bad news initially," he frowned. " The caller was Jessie Lime who's acting as my campaign legal consultant. Earlier this afternoon she read the City Charter and found that one of the requirements for mayoral election was the candidate must have been a citizen of the city for a minimum of one year." "Oh fuck." "That's what I said in shock to Jessie but she just laughed and accepted my apology. She went over that section in the document with three senior partners in her firm and has just come away from consulting Judge Manners at the courthouse. They all agreed with Jessie's initial reading and that was no time frame for the minimum residency stated, and that was rather shoddy drafting. That combined legal opinion says that because I was born in the city and remained a resident until I went away after graduating college I have exceeded the minimum residency requirement." She gave him her number one smile and said lucky boy. He continued. "That of course could be legally challenged but according to the legal advice Jessie obtained, it is unlikely in my circumstances that I could be legally disqualified and in the unlikely event of that declaration being made the disqualification would be overturned on appeal to higher jurisdiction." "Well done." "God that's exactly what I said to Jessie." "Well you have survived that shock, so what now?" "I haven't begun dinner. We could eat late or go to a restaurant or we could go out and camp and catch a trout for dinner. There's three hours of daylight left." "God that's high-risk but offers excitement to see who catches the trout. I go for that." "Right sort out what to take with us and hurry. I'll look after stuff to go with the fish and pack the camping gear including cooking gear." As they journeyed deep into the valley in the Explorer heading for Skipper's Pool, Gloria talked about an action plan they'd need to emphasize his local connectivity. "It would have helped had you owned local property continuously." "There's the house." "But your ownership only goes back to when you purchased it." "Oh Jesus, what about this. I'm in a family trust with mom and dad of assets he inherited from his parents. The trust owns the Fraser Street parking building where the City Police Department leases the entire ground floor and we also own Maxwell's two-level emporium next to it and the adjoining Regent Picture House. I've been a beneficiary of the trust since I was eighteen and that money put me through college." "That's fantastic," Jessie said. "It means you have indirectly paid city taxes here since you were eighteen. You must email that information to Jessie to put on her file." "I'll do better than that. I'll give her full documentation later this week when I sign up to become a client. I'll need an attorney when I buy some kind of business. With my golden handshake plus money invested here and there I have sufficient to buy a fairly major business." "I've heard Fairfax Ford is looking for a buyer." "Really? I could run that kind of business standing on my head. It's the biggest dealership in the city I believe?" "Yes by far," Gloria said, now thinking that clearly Buck had more to him than just being a guy intent on shafting women and coaxing trout out of rivers and lakes. "Gloria do you truly enjoy fucking?" She groaned to herself, oh god Caveman was back. More to Come Gloria's Second Wedding Ch. 04 Buck and Gloria set up camp and then Buck made coffee and as they sipped listening to the river running over rocks into Skipper's Pool he said, "Would you like to have sex now?" "Yes." "Then get your condoms." "I haven't any with me. I assumed if you were anxious for sex you would have tooled up." "No." "So you think it's a woman's responsibility?" He chuckled and said he regarded it as a joint responsibility. They sat in silence for a few moments until Gloria sighed and said, "Providing you believe you don't have a STD we can have sex without a condom." "And I may shoot up you?" "Yes I'm on birth control." He formed his next words carefully, thinking he'd been rather banal amid what should have been a deeply romantic moment. "Even so I'll like to know if you are happy about the thought of me ejaculating up you, your reply is significant to me." "Why?" "I'd feel a yes means you accept me in the widest possible terms." "Well my answer is yes I am happy about that you want to do that to me." "Thanks, and I really mean that Gloria." "Okay but that's enough discussion otherwise we will be setting parameters for doing it by numbers. Just do it. I've been thinking about this ever since my birthday party." He said he'd also been thinking about having full-on sex with her and he thought she appeared keen to start and clearly her expression looked hopeful. That made him think women probably also ran into dud sexual encounters as did men, perhaps even more so, but with the spirit most people have they were hopeful that the next encounter could only be better. Gee what if he did something wrong, like not climaxing soon enough for her? The doubts began churning within him. He looked up to the darkening sky and she looked up too. He said laconically, "We should go after fish right now. We lost good time coming in that last two miles because of scouring of the track by the last rainstorm. We need to catch the main part of our planned dinner." "Okay." He was relieved believing he'd avoided a possible crisis. After fishing and eating and a couple of beers he'd be more relaxed and would deliver an accomplished performance. He'd failed her with sexual connection fourteen years ago and had no intention of botching it again. "Um but just a small delay," she smiled and dropped to her knees right in front of him and unzipped his white baggy shorts. "Jesus," he croaked as she pulled it out and looked up at him, smiling, as she licked the head as the shaft grew in her hand. "I was much too shy and inexperienced to do this to you all those years ago when you offered me your erection before we got started with insertion. I clearly remember that. Over the years I'd often thought about that lost opportunity." Gloria dribbled on to his erection and worked her lips slowly over the head and then halfway down the shaft. And then she delivered very accomplished fellatio but stopped short of exploding him, pulling away and saying, "I save that to have sprayed over my tits later and you can watch me massage it into my flesh." Jesus. "You have a magnificent touch," was all Buck could manage for the moment. She put it away for him quite expertly and said, "And you have a magnificent cock. I love it already." She stood and they kissed, slowly and very warmly. Gloria then pulled up her top. "Lick one, briefly, and then we'll go fishing." Buck vainly attempted to gobble one whole, thinking her expression and tone had been very motherly. Jesus, she may have fallen for him already. They arrived back with two trout and he put both on the grill and they'd have the second one with salad for lunch next day. Gloria said, looking hopeful and she didn't mind if dinner was delayed. He grinned and almost gnashed his teeth. They kissed and fondled and undressed each other and when they lay on the blanket Buck said, "A sixty-nine?" "A great idea. Oh just as well you're big Buck because I understand I'm big." "No worries," he grinned, turning and lifting a leg over her and knowing he was dripping pre-cum on to her naked torso. Later as Gloria finished feeding his thick shaft into her streaming pussy she hugged Buck as if she knew she never wanted to let him go, ever. The afternoon/evening had gone very well for Gloria. She'd even caught the first trout. They'd spotted it up high in the water feeding where the river entered the pool via gently sloping rapids. Buck cast right in front of it but the fish ignored his choice of fly. As he reeled his line back in Gloria miscast slightly, her fly went well to the right of the trout. But it darted out after it and was hooked. Later after dinner and more sex, Gloria went to sleep in Buck's arms. Although their nude bodies smelt of insect repellant and, yes, sex Buck felt the magic of the moment and admitted that yes, it was romantic and he felt romantic. On the long drive out to highway next afternoon, Gloria asked why had he decided on Skipper's Pool. "It's the one pool on this river where I've never failed to catch fish. Even so I had packed a can of salmon but knew if I couldn't catch a fish you would." "Oooh, you have faith in me. Good boy." Buck gave her his idea of a boyish grin. "You have faced your first crisis with that flutter about residency and we both know it could yet rear its head and present trouble. But even if resolved some of the crap from that could stick," Gloria said earnestly. "There also will be other issues to face and I'll be at your side to manage such incidents. However I must say that me being at your side could be a problem with the tight-ass moralists if rumor gets out you are shafting me." "Well we can partly manage that right now?" Gloria said doubtfully, "How?" "You move in with me. That will stop the guessing and thereby quell the rumor." "Are you asking me to move in with you?" "Absolutely. Now that I've tasted your pussy I want more." "God you are awful," she giggled. Buck pushed on. "Can you deny you have not thought about us setting up home together?" The big blush went well with Gloria's chestnut hair. "I see." The blush deepened. They continued on lost in their thoughts until Gloria suddenly yelled, "You bastard. You had this planned. This thing about Gloria's 2nd wedding on the first Saturday after the week of the elections is part of your election strategy." "Guilty as charged. You must realize as a rank outsider I had to plan how to win the election against the incumbent and any other contenders. I have a range of ideas ready to discuss with you for timing of their implementation. I'm approaching this election very much like a business takeover bid but with focus on people rather than corporate assets. Have I really riled you about planning our wedding with an ulterior motive?" "No, I've got over my shock. Also I'm developing an addiction for sucking your great cock." "Gloria that's disgusting," he grinned. Back at Buck's house when Gloria was about to leave in her car she said, "About moving in with you?" "Tonight would be fine." "Friday would suit me better. Mom will be at her regular Friday lunch with friends and so I would be free to move out without being showered in tears. She can cry before she goes to lunch but will hold back the flow, thinking of her make-up." "Gee you have that thought out well. Friday would be great." "I'll drop over tomorrow and we can discuss about setting up your house as a proper home." "I'd like that. Um I'll not pressure you for sex so you can relax." She kissed him and got into her car. Forget about not pressuring me for sex. I imagine it's the kind of pressure I'll enjoy." She waved and drove off, tooting. * * * Thelma Eliot, chairman of United Citizen's Association, called and invited Buck to attend a meeting of her executive committee mid-afternoon. "It's about time my key members got a good look at you." "Yes, I agree." "Could you go to City Hall and register for election with the city manager. He'll issue you with an election package that will include the petition papers. That will allow us to proceed with gaining the minimum of 1728 signatures. That's 10% of total registered voters at the last 'at large' mayoral election although the mayoral election wasn't required because once again the opponents pulled out prior to the election." "Right I'll do that," Buck said. He then explained the possibility of a hiccup over his residency qualification. Thelma listened without interrupting him and when Buck finished she said, "I knew you were born here and your home here was residential address until you left college. Yes indeed the City Charter does state a year's residency prior to election is required but it doesn't impose any dates for specific residency period. I'm a retired attorney Buck and know what I'm about. I didn't mention that provision when I invited you to be a candidate because I didn't regard it as an issue. But thank you for being frank about it with me. We need to go into this fight hand in hand." "Fight?" "Yes. Has it occurred to you to ask why in two previous elections the mayor's opponents withdrew?" "No." "Well I'll look up their names and addresses and give that information to you this afternoon. You can visit them and ask them why they pulled out. Two of them are current councilors." The meeting went smoothly and all eight other members of the executive, all elderly, greeted Buck warmly and had coffee and cream cakes with him. Thelma introduced him to each person individually. Thelma formerly introduced Buck at the meeting and announced Buck had registered as a prospective candidate that morning and members of the association would now face getting the required 1728 signatures required plus a further 500 to allow for some signatories being declared void for varying reasons. A discussion followed with some defamatory statements being made about the tactics of the incumbent mayor. It was decided to gain three thousand signatures to ensure there was a safe margin to ensure Buck made it to the ballot. "Right now all of you listen carefully," Thelma said. "Please make it known we are seeking 1800 signatures. Please don't tell anyone, absolutely no one, that we are seeing more than that number. I just want our safety margin to be our secret. Get it?" At 5:30 Buck went to his appointment with attorney Jessie Lime. After she closed the door behind him she kissed Buck warmly and to his astonishment ran a hand over his chest, making Buck think he ought to return the gesture and run his hand over Jessie's chest. He sat down quickly, uninvited, to get himself clear of any such foolishness. He was signed up as a client and handed across the legal file he'd brought and then pulled out the documents relating to the trust. Jessie was pleased to receive that information. As he was leaving, declining to stay for a drink, Jessie gave him a friendly kiss and said, looking at him searchingly, "Is it no because I'm married?" "I've committee adultery with several women. The main reason is because you are married to a guy I now considered is my best friend." "I thought as much. I've become deeply interested in you Buck." "That's lovely, really lovely Jess, but take it no further. Now consider this, a comment I read long ago: 'Something goes from the friendship when friends have illicit sex'. Let's stay friends Jessie." "Right, I'm guilty of almost being carried away. Will you think less of more now that it's come to this?" "So you want the truth?" "Yes please." "I believe our friendship has withstood its first test in that we are prepared to listen to each other. That must have strengthened our friendship. You know almost all my life my really good friends have been mostly female." "Well it doesn't surprise me that you are very comfortable with women. You are very direct and some women really like that. You also can bring up such a cute smile and you can be very charming." "I'm so happy for Brett that he found you Jessie. So happy." She sniffed and smiled and he left. * * * Gloria arrived home to find her mom in a good mood. "Good sex?" "Mom he's great. We camped out upriver." "What all night? That's not being romantic." "Mom is was great, really great. I could even say amazing." Gloria prepared to break that news but her mom completed a touchdown before she much more than opened her mouth. "I suppose you are bent on moving in with him?" The astonished daughter answered honestly, "Yes." "Gloria I ask you to consider such a move very seriously. Living arrangements like that in this community can do serious harm to one's reputation." Gloria smiled and attempted to reassure her mom she could deal with any adverse reaction. "But it's not you I'm concerned about. It's Buck's reputation. I want him in as mayor." Gloria's mouth dropped open but she decided to ride with that one and went on to say, "I'll do my best to protect him." "Well I'll be counting on you Gloria. Please don't disappoint me." "Jesus," Gloria snarled, stalking off. "Don't be so thin-skinned," her mom shouted. "You know I have confidence in you." Gloria showered and was amazed to find dried sexual fluids sticking around her thighs like a second skin. She recalled some of her girlfriends that their sex partners ended the big events with a miserable squirt. Perhaps she ought to farm out Buck to those women who wanted a drenching, um for a fee of course. She laughed and felt better. God her mom could be so negative at times but conceded her mom did have a point about the need for Buck to fight the election as Mr Clean. Perhaps they should limit their association to phone sex? Gloria returned to the kitchen and her mom was all over her. She kissed Gloria and sat her down and poured coffee. "Now darling, tell me all about it. What did he do to you and how did he do it. He's big isn't he? He gives the impression it's big and he knows how to use it." Gloria was astonished to find her mom, at her age, was still interested in sex. Buck was heading home when he noticed the fish and tackle store was still open. He parked and walked over to find Brett and his two assistants were having a beer. He was handed one. "I've just signed up with Jessie as a client." "Yeah she mentioned you would be in to do that. Buck was glad Jessie communicated to her husband and hadn't withheld information about Buck. When the assistants left and Brett had brought in the 'open' sign and closed the door Buck said, "Jessie is a mighty fine woman. You made a great catch there." He wanted Brett to know what he felt and that he wasn't eyeing up Jessie. "Why did you say that?" "I guess to indicate there was no problem with me being left alone with her." "Look mate if she wants to snuggle up to you don't give it a second thought. She likes you, I like you and if she wants..." "No never Brett, and I mean that. I got offside with you once and I never want that to happen again. I want nothing from you two guys but your friendship." "Well okay, don't get worked up. But eye my wife will you please. She needs to know she's still attractive to men and she sure as hell won't object if you are the guy who eyes here. And for you information she told me when we were talking about you and the remarkable way you interacted with Katie that she would have no qualms about leaving Katie in your care." "Jesus that's a huge compliment from a mother." "I know and I also know I bet I wasn't meant to tell you that but I just wanted to put your mind at rest." "Um what does Jessie really think of me having it off with her sister?" "Yeah we discussed that tool. We were so grateful that you got yourself between Anna and me. Jessie was quite sure Anna was only hours away from trying to lay me." "Brett I'm no hero." Brett laughed and said it was a matter how one interpreted heroic deeds. Gloria called Buck at 10:30 that evening. "Hi Gloria, lovely to know it's you calling." "I wanted to say how much I enjoyed being with you and having you give me much needed overdue sexual release." "Any gentleman would be only too willing to have assisted you with that." She giggled. "I wonder about coming for breakfast tomorrow?" "Oh great, I could delay eating till say 9:00." "Nine would be fine." "How's pussy?" "Fine and I'd say it's missing your attention." "Do you have a name for her?" "No," Gloria giggled. Next morning Gloria was lifted on to the kitchen bench and they had sex, delaying breakfast till 10:00. They spent the next three hours making a list of purchases of furniture and furnishing and incidentals and then went out shopping, arranging for deliveries next day. Buck had sensibly deferred the morning newspaper's request for an interview about his candidacy but Gloria said it was now time for that with his petition about to be circulated. She arranged for the interview and went in with Buck. Gloria declined to be photographed with Buck. "Could we leave that till a later stage, closer to the election. I promise you're an exclusive Rosemary about romance being in the air." "Buck is that a promise." "An exclusive to you Rosemary guaranteed." Thelma Eliot called Buck next morning to congratulate him on the wonderful interview. "I was a little miffed you didn't consult me beforehand but I was delighted with your eloquence in describing how I twisted your arm to persuade you to stand for the mayoralty and calling me your mother's best friend." "Well mom often spoke about you affectionately Thelma. I don't apologize for not consulting because you are doing you bit and after pushing the petition through and filing it, your main impact will be over. My task is to mount my election bid. I have appointed Gloria West as my campaign manager and Brent Lime, an astute businessman with far wider local knowledge than I have, as my strategy adviser. But of course I'll be keeping in contact with you to advise how I think the campaign is going and will need your assistance with suggestion about the community groups that Gloria should discuss with you about the possibility of me addressing their membership at meetings. I think you will agree that I need wide exposure to the electorate because I'm unknown. I'll also need to discuss with you the release of those main election planks that you asked me to prepared for you." "Oh that gives me a better idea of what you are about. I though I was being cut out." "Oh goodness Thelma, your association's backing is pivotal to any success I secure. It's important that you know I recognize that." "Oh I'm pleased to hear that. Might I suggest that you and Miss West meet me once a week for lunch as a briefing meeting?" "A great idea. Um I expected you might comment about the suitability of such an attractive young and unattached woman as my campaign manager?" "The thought had occurred to me but I had to assume you knew what you were doing and recognize the perils of being seen in public with a very attractive divorcee." "Oh beautifully answered Thelma, answered with maturity and I daresay showing a willingness to give me some rope Now this is very confidential. During the campaign it will be rumored that romance is in the air for me and then we shall have the Guardian newspaper announce that Gloria and I have become engaged and the wedding will be on the Saturday following elections week." "Omigod that will answer any objections especially from women about having an unmarried person as mayor." "Exactly. Neat eh?" "Yes but I knew you hadn't come down on the last shower." "I also didn't divulge in today's newspaper interview Gloria's credentials to be my campaign manager. My thinking was to allow some letters to be published in the newspaper and then hand in a statement." Gloria's Second Wedding Ch. 04 "Well I guessed Gloria is more than a pretty face." "You're on to it Thelma but keep this confidential. Gloria has a masters in media communications and has worked in marketing and in public relations with a couple of very big organizations." "Omigod Buck, keep this up and you'll fly in as a winner." "Well if I put a foot wrong or someone begins a smear campaign, I have Jessie Lime as my consultant on legal matters." "Omigod, the word is out that Jessie will become a future district Attorney for this county if she wants the position. You have a really good team around you. Well done." "Thanks Thelma. I take it you're willing to be a member of the team as a trusted adviser." "Omigod yes." "Great. I'll place you on the top list for executive-level communications." Satisfied with that conversation outcome, Buck sat and was cutting his toenails when Amelia West called. "It's Amelia Buck. Thank you, thank you for making my daughter so happy. I was beginning to doubt that I'd ever see my daughter like her old self again." "I guess I don't have to tell you it's a real pleasure Amelia?" "No you don't," she giggled. "I have a fertile imagination. Buck I have been making a list of all the people I know rather well in this city. I've come up with a list of more that two hundred, many of them being couples of course. I just want you to know if you want a big group of people to call households within the city's boundaries on a telephone campaign then I can guarantee roping in a big number of volunteers." "Oh that's great. It will be part of Gloria's duties to initiate that but there will be a coordinator. I recall you know Thelma Eliot." "Yes, I went through school with Thelma Harrington as she was in those days and we went on to gain our teaching qualifications together and we have remained close friends and even taught at a couple of schools together. Will Thelma be the coordinator of phone surveys?" "Yes." "I'll call her now. Bye Buck. You could win this thing by a landslide." "Who really knows? I say we need to contest this thing right to the line." "Good boy. I like it." Brett called Buck and said Jessie had been working long hours. He'd been thinking of taking her out fishing on Sunday but they had accepted an invitation to a christening to be followed by a lunch party. "I can't leave the store on Saturday because it's our biggest day of the week by far. Will you take Jessie out?" "I'll say yes but being a smart woman she'd say no." "She'd already said yes." "Jesus." "What's the problem, it's only fishing?" "But if she wants good fishing the best place at this time of year is Skipper's pool." "Right I was going to suggest that spot." "The last two miles in is a semi-washout. There will be no one else around. I'm sorry Brett but I have to think of my reputation in standing for election. You know what rumors can do." "Then take someone else." "Who, Gloria West?" "A great choice. The three of you can talk election strategy and specific tactics. What a productive day it will be for the three of you." "Well I suppose that would be okay. I'll call Jessie and explain." Buck called Jessie and she called back when free of her client. "Oooh, great idea. Are you thinking of a threesome?" "Jessie!" "Sorry she giggled. "I seem to have this urge to display roguish humor when I'm talking to you. I really was joking. Please take me fishing. I've already arranged for mom and dad to come over and mind Katie." "Okay. You have my address. We'll be ready to leave at 5:00 if that's okay and will head back home around 11:00 because by then the fish won't be active much before 4:30." "Oh brilliant. If I'm away all day dad gets grumpy. I'll get them here by 7:50, as that's when Brett leaves for the store. Um Gloria won't mind me coming with you guys will she?" "I believe she'll love having you with us. Oh she shifts in to live with me on Friday. We have been romancing since about the time Ana was with you." "Lucky boy but what your reputation?" "I have that under control." "I read the interview in this morning's newspaper. You handled that well, not giving out election planks at this early stage. Well done." "Thanks. I guess Gloria and I should meet with you and Brett shortly to discuss strategies. Timing will become important in my view." Gloria and Buck had fitted out the house and had it looking lovely and by the time she moved in on Friday the new curtains and blinds and all the new light fittings were in place. She walked into the dressing room calling how much space could she have. "I have taken the small bit across the end that dad had. You can have everything else." She boggled and came out and said, "That is ridiculous. You also take the return back to the doorway." "Whatever you say Gloria. I'm keen to make your transfer of homes as seamlessly as possible." "Oh you darling man," she said and rushed him and took him on the carpet, meeting no resistance. When they lay on the new carpet recovering, Gloria said, "Are you really intending proposing marriage and going ahead with it on that given date?" "Yes, with your acceptance." "I rather like the idea. I think it's very romantic although I'm aware it's your concept of a wedding by design to achieve more than one purpose." "Well?" "I'll let you know after our compatibility has been put you test." "Right, good thinking. Tell me when you're ready to begin planning for the big day." She said of course. "Um Gloria, I'm taking this woman fishing tomorrow and need you to accompany us. Um she's married." "That's fine." "Is that all you have to say? Where is the cross-examination?" "I know who she is and said it was fine. Jessie Lime called me last night to explain the arrangement and to ask if it was acceptable to me and that if I didn't go it could compromise your reputation if any of your election foes found out you'd taken her into the wilderness alone." "Jesus she called you?" "Yes. Very astute of her don't you think. You've said nothing about it until now." "I um, ah. I think it's great how sensitive women can be and how well they communicate." "Is that a complimentary comment," Gloria said suspiciously. "Yes, of course. Absolutely and thanks for being so cooperative and so understanding." "It's my pleasure. I would have appreciated being asked at the time this arrangement was negotiated." "Oh yes, sure. I apologize for delaying speaking to you about it." That angling expedition went well. Jessie took five of the fish, two of which would be given to her parents while the other two stopped fishing after they'd caught the four of the size that satisfied them. They were back in the city just after 9:30 am and the two women parted with a friendship blooming. Buck was pleased that the three of them appeared to be so well in tune about the election campaign. More to Come Gloria's Second Wedding Ch. 05 Finally moving toward buying a business, Buck made an appointment to see a business broker Philip Chandler who said he was about to leave to play golf but business was business so suggested Buck come right in. That attitude impressed Buck but on the way to the office he wondered if Philip found he had time to play golf on a Wednesday morning because business for his company was bad. He'd worried needlessly. Phones were ringing in the office, women were running in and out of the photocopying room and Buck was aware he'd taken the last parking space. He could see several of the brokers in cubicles appeared to be with clients. He went up to the receptionist, a woman with a mighty bosom and huge pouty bright red painted lips who watched him approach, gaped and picked up the phone and Buck heard her say, "Mr Chandler, your client is the mayoral challenger. He's arrived." A plump and balding guy came out beaming with his hand outstretched. "Mr Buxton, welcome." "Call me Buck. I'm surprised I wasn't handed over to one of your assistants." "When you called you asked for Mr Chandler and Mr Chandler you got... it's company policy. No client is too small for me but I suppose you are here for an election donation?" the broker said as he sat behind his desk. "Please call me Phil." "No my team has instructions not to solicit for donations but to accept offered donations. I'm actually here on business Phil." Phil grabbled his checkbook and said, "Well here's two hundred bucks for the cause. Our present mayor is bad news for this city and I like what I read about your in the Guardian. What's your stand on business expansion?" "We have to keep this city growing Phil, otherwise the threat is stagnation." "Great you have my vote and the votes of my family once I tell them about you. So you wish to buy a business eh? Any firm ideas?" "I've heard a whisper the Ford dealership could be available." "Damn rumors but that one happens to be correct. But it's not listed with me and I advise you not to touch it. The asking price is $23 million. We were paid to do an appraisal and my team and I put in our estimate of $9 to $11 million and I can tell you they have their sights on $20 mil plus." "Thanks for that info." "Why Ford?" "Because I've always driven Ford, as have my dad and his father." "Well founded blind loyalty." Buck grinned and said he liked that comment. "May I ask how much cash can you stump up with?" "Six mil." "Well there's not many businesses for sale around here in excess of that figure and then with your proven business experience, from what I read, you could add a hefty loan to your money and it's likely I could turn up investors who'd have faith in you if that's what you want." "I haven't decided." "Well I don't drink the coffee we produce here. Let's go across the street for Italian machine stuff. It sets your nuts in concrete and that lasts most of the day." They laughed and walked over to Milena's Coffee House. "Milly it's Mr Chandler," one of the girls behind the counter called. A gaunt hawked-nosed woman without makeup and dressed in black came out and gave Phil a stunning smile and the smile turned quizzical as she ran her eyes over the client. "Milena deBona, this is Mr Buxton..." "The man who wants to replace our mayor, yes I recognize him." Buck grinned. "I'm Buck. Am I welcome here?" "Do you like the idea of foreign immigrants coming to reside in city?" "Oh yes Milly, particularly Italian immigrants." "Yes you are welcome here," she smiled. "Thanks but do I have you vote?" "I think so." Over coffee Phil said, "I did a private appraisal last evening for the wife of a golfing buddy and perhaps this is perfect timing for you. Sid owns the Chrysler/Dodge/Jeep franchise and is suffering heart problems and has been advised to go to Florida to live quietly. His wife is anxious to go while she still has him, although the medics assure them with the pressure off he may well live for many years. The site is under-development and I see upside in business potential as well you may if you inspect the outfit and go through the books." "And the suggested selling price?" "Nine and a half. You might get it for a mil less if you negotiate well and can conclude the sale quickly." "Right then let's attack this prospective sale quickly." "Right I'll call Sally now. Sid's home resting up." "Thanks Phil, I'll meet you outside." Phil came out from the coffee house looking non-committal. "Sally says she can see you now but I'm to tell you the price is $10.5 million." "Well that conflicts with my thinking Phil. My objective is to buy a business below it's assessed value." Phil sighed and said they best look at other options and he was a little fortunate in that it was a buyer's market in business sales at present. "No I'll just wait Phil. Please tell Sally that I remain more than interested but my threshold is well below that asking price. You may tell her what figure you feel I might deal at." Three weeks later Sally called Buck and invited him to look around the premises with her. He then spent two more hours with the company's accountant going through financial performance of the business over the past ten years and looking at the age and maintenance expenditure on the buildings and the assessed value of the 3.25-acre site over the years. Phil was called back in and the deal was done at $8.65 million subject to the franchises being reassigned to Buck and when that was accomplished Buck handed over a bank check that comprising $5 million of his own money and the remainder was a bank loan. Gloria had been to the dealership three times with Buck and was developing three major ways she believed she could stimulate customer support for the business and lift the profile of the business. When the deal was concluded a photograph of Buck, Gloria and Sid and Sally Rogers appeared on the front page of Saturday's business section in the Guardian newspaper announcing the change of ownership. In the article Buck quipped that he'd have to sell his near-new Ford Explorer to drive one of his dealership's vehicles and as a result received five offers on his vehicle during the next three days. It sold on Tuesday for a price that satisfied him. He ordered a Grand Cherokee Overland 4X4 V8 painted white gold. At his first executive meeting, with Gloria appointed as director of marketing and customer relations with the previous manager of marketing and customer relations agreeing to the promotion to becoming Gloria's deputy, Buck made it quite clear he would devote considerable time in his mayoralty election bid and for that reason he was taking the title of company chairman and the deputy CEO Stan Grayson was being promoted to CEO and would run the business. * * * The weeks went by and the campaign team performed credibly and then Mayor Sloan Black tried the scarce tactics, claiming at his election meetings that no one could trust an unmarried mayor. Rumors began circulating that the unmarried mayoral candidate and his campaign manager were romantically attached, in fact living together. The Guardian sent a reporter to interview Buck Buxton and all he would say was, "Yes the rumor was true." It didn't make a large newspaper story but it was published on the front page in a panel. Mayor Black held a big meeting attended by almost two hundred of his supporters when he denounced the mayoral challenger as a slime ball from the cesspit who was living in sin with his fancy woman, a divorcee. Gloria called Thelma to trigger her volunteers to begin calling homes to invite citizens to attend a meeting in City Square at 5:00 that afternoon where mayoral candidate Buck Buxton would denounce the incumbent mayor as recklessly attempting to cling to power and he'd make a damning disclosure about Mayor Black's breach of ethics. Meanwhile Buck had an emergency meeting where he worked with Jessie Lime to produce a speech carefully worded to protect him against making libelous statements. Citizens began assembling in the square from late afternoon and by 5:00 the City Square with its main traffic routes to the north, south, east and west blocked by an assembly of at least 5000 residents. Reluctantly the Chief of Police called his force to stop attempting to clear the streets of bystanders after being assured that the candidate's speech would be over in ten minutes. Buck, looking slim in a dark Italian-cut business suit, white shirt and not wearing a tie stepped up on the plinth of the fountain with a microphone in hand. "Thank you everyone for coming here this afternoon in the interest of fair play in this mayoral election and to hear me say right hear and now I denounce Mayor Black's totally uncalled for attack on my personal integrity. I treat my girlfriend with the love, respect and care she rightfully deserves. I say if one of us mayoral candidates is a slime ball we know where that derogatory names rests, don't we?" "Yes," roared the crowd with many people shouting, "Yes Mayor Black is the slime ball." "This city has been slipping downhill under Mayor Black's two terms as mayor and he now has the audacity of seeking a third term as if he believes the citizens of this city who are registered electors are either blind or irrationally stupid. But we know the majority of electors have been given hope now there's a new man on the block called Buck Buxton. Actually it's Charles Buxton but even since I was a kid only my mother has called me that." "I have invited you good people hear today to hear me denounce Mayor Black for his underhand tactics in the past two elections by exerting strong-arm tactics to persuade his opponents to withdrawn, thereby defrauding electors of their rightful choice in a contested election." "What do you said about that? Do we boo Mayor Black?" The huge sound of booing drifted over the city. "Can you prove your alarming claims?" yelled one of the assistants from Brett's fish and tackler store. "Well I believe I can," Buck said. He pulled out of his inside pocked two pieces of paper and held them high. "These are sworn statements, know legally as affidavits, from two men, one from each of the past two mayoral elections, who claim that Mayor Black personally and repeatedly requested them to withdraw as candidates and finally, according to the evidence I have obtained, he allegedly paid one of them $2000 to withdraw and the other candidate accepted $3500 to withdraw." "Omigod no." "Shame." "Out with Black" were the calls. "Well there it is folk," Buck said. "I have been advised for legal reasons I should not divulge the names of the signatories of these affidavits. But I warn Mr Black publicly if he attempts to derail my election campaign I will file these affidavits in court and initiate proceedings against him. Of course if he admits these alleged claims then the police may well beat me to the draw." "Well there it is folk and thank your for hearing me out. Please clear the square quickly and orderly because our Police Chief tells us traffic is blocking up for miles." Someone called three cheers for Buck Buxton and that produced a huge response. Two reporters and a photographer from the Guardian surrounded Buck. "Buck please give us the names those guys who were bribed. There were other candidates involved at stages in the run up to those two elections." "No I'm afraid not." "Will you press for the mayor to be charged with bribery?" "Probably not. I want to fight Black at the ballot box. Is Rosemary Dell here?" "Yes I think so," said the photographer. "I saw her a few minutes ago. I have her phone number... here use my phone." "Rosemary Dell." "Hi it's Buck Buxton. The time has come for that exclusive we promised you. Will it be okay for Gloria and me to come in for the interview at 7:00 tonight?" "Yes, brilliant, Bye." The two reporters were talking so Buck said to the photographer, "Be with Rosemary at 7:00 tonight as her photographer." "Yes so wedding bells is it?" "You are a sharp guy Mark," Buck grinned. He called Gloria by phone and she pushed through the melee to join him. "Rosemary will interview us at 7:00 about the engagement. We need to go and buy the ring you have chosen." "How did you know I'd chosen a ring?" "You're female darling." She giggled. "Oh my hair." ""Fuck your hair, you can use my comb." She giggled and called Buck incorrigible. At the jeweler's Buck took a call. "Mr Charles Buxton also known as Buck Buxton?" "Confirmed." "I'm Alan Groves, Mayor Black's personal attorney. I have been instructed to warn you..." "Play your games with someone else Alan. Bye." Gloria and Buck went up to the editorial floor of the Guardian. The senior of the two receptionists came from behind the desk and said, "Good evening Candidate Buxton. This won't take a minute. May I ask you for your thoughts about brothels?" Oh-oh, Buck thought. This one could get him into trouble. "Yes brothels," he said. "What would you like to know?" "I really don't know anything about them." "That's my limit of knowledge as well ma'am. I see it as the council's job to keep them under tight control." "Oh excellent. You have my support Candidate Buxton. Please come through to the newsroom. The editor wants you photographed in there with out news staff looking on, just to show that this newspaper has no problem if you become the people's choice. We publish a photo of Mayor Black in our news columns almost every day and the editor is keen to show balance." The woman led Gloria and Buck into the newsroom where reporters and sub-editors stood and broke into applause. Rosemary came forward. Buck kissed her cheek and Rosemary and Gloria shook hands. "You're not wearing it?" "No Buck suggested for the photograph I put it on with you looking on rather than having a cheesy shot of just him and me close up." "Oooh great idea. Can Mark take the photograph now and then everyone can get back to work?" "Yes sure," said Gloria who was used to photo shoots in her previous time in PR work. "Hi Mark, put us into position and shoot." "Thanks," Mark said. "I like the suggestion of you Buck placing the ring on Gloria's finger with Rosemary with her pad and pencil looking on, but standing really close to you guys so I produce a really tight frame." Mark shouted to the editorial people, "Gather round guys coming up to within three feet of the happy couple." With that done Rosemary sat the couple down and asked, "What made you decide to make such a public display of your engagement?" "People making snide remarks about Gloria living with me have really upset Gloria and her mother Amelia West. We had intended becoming engaged after the election but have brought this forward and have set the wedding date for the Saturday of the week following the posting of the final election result and the declaration of me as the new mayor." "Isn't that prediction of winning the mayoralty being a tiny bit presumptuous?" "No for the simply reason people in this city know if they go with me they'll be backing a winner. Mayor Black won't resign over his alleged disgraceful conduct. He'll deny and such underhand activity and take this fight to the wire and then claim if he wins that will clear his name." "And you honestly believe that?" "Yes." "What will your winning margin be?" "The size of the margin will not matter to me. Just a final result declaring me the winner by one vote will be sufficient. I grew up in this city when it was prosperous and now it looks a little weary, City Hall being a prime example. It's exterior is a disgrace. If the city manager values his job he'll have the exterior steam-cleaned and renovated, that work starting by this Saturday." "And if he doesn't or Mayor Black orders him not to do that renovation?" Then two high ranking people will be clearing their desks at City Hall the day before I officially begin my duties." "You sound as if you'll be a ruthless mayor." "Buck is firm but fair-minded Rosemary," Gloria said. "He hasn't a ruthless bone in his body. But if he thinks something should be done his focus is to have it done." "When did you meet Buck Gloria?" "We went through North Ridge High School together. We dated briefly around graduation time but I was rather skinny in those days but thankfully my breasts have grown since then. Buck has a softness for well-formed breasts." "A softness?" "Well a deep attraction." Buck interjected, laughing. "Ladies I really think this concludes this interview. I don't wish to gain a reputation I don't deserve. I welcome women of 32s and under to vote for me and I welcome men without much of a breast line to also vote for me. Vote for progress and solid policies. You are nicely developed Rosemary." Everyone in the newsroom fell about laughing and Rosemary was clasping Buck almost hysterical in laughter. There was a big splash about the Town Square meeting with photographs on the front page of the Guardian next morning and under it was a photograph of the angry-faced mayor saying if that damn young whippersnapper mouthed those outrageous lies again alleging the Mayor as an election candidate had bribed two opponents to withdraw from contesting the last mayoralty election he'd sue Buck Buxton and take him all the way to the Supreme Court if necessary. The mayor said he was astounded that a green-behind-the-ears election candidate could lie through the teeth like that in a disgraceful manner to inveigle support for his floundering election bid. A footnote stated that Candidate Buck Buxton had declined to comment on the mayor's rebuttal of Mr Buxton's claims. Another article involving Buck appeared under the heading, 'A Newsroom Engagement and my Big Breasts' and under that were Rosemary Dell's byline and a photo of her with her back to the camera. The story was lightly written with humor and Rosemary's impressions of Buck and Gloria. Amelia who's stayed overnight with her daughter and Buck because her husband Bryce was away for the weekend at a conference, said that delightful article showed them up to be a very charming couple while the front page comment by the mayor showed him up as a guy fighting with his back to the wall. Buck and Gloria agreed with that assessment. "You must now make more public appearances with Gloria at your side, to give the clear message that you are a solid couple, albeit not yet married." "That makes good sense and thanks for that advice," Buck said charmingly and noticed Gloria smiling approvingly; they'd already made that decision to increase their joint public profile. "Right since I'm here and in a talkative frame of mind, should we begin planning the wedding, starting with venue?" Amelia asked. "I hadn't thought about planning. Oh god, we are running out of time," said her daughter. "All the decent venues probably will be booked." "Buck where would you like the wedding?" Amelia asked. "Beside Skipper's Pool would be great." Gloria giggled and her mom said, "Behave please Buck, this is very serious business." Buck's phone went and with the women nattering he left the room answering. He arrived back smirking. "What?" Amelia demanded? "That was Elizabeth Scott, general manager of the North Ridge Country Club. "The club's executive committee is having its monthly meeting this morning and agreed to offer the club's facilities to us for the wedding without charge." "Omigod, omigod," Amelia said her face taking a purple toning and she clutched a hand just above her cleavage. "Gloria?" "Nah I think I'd prefer Skipper's Pool." "Darling you fool. You practically have to be royalty to have a wedding at the country club. Caterer's vans would never get up to that damn pool." Gloria's Second Wedding Ch. 05 "Mom cool it, I was teasing. As the bride-to-be, the country club seems totally right for me to marry the new mayor." Buck gave Gloria a funny look. "You've never expressed yourself so confidently as that about me winning?" "Well there was that town square meeting reaction, a clear signal, and while you were out talking to your country club cronies I took a call from Thelma Eliot with the provisional result of last night's telephone poll asking which of the two mayoral candidates they are most likely to vote for. I'll give you the figures in reverse order: Invalid 33 Refused to reply or no answer to the call 229 Voting for Black 478 Voting for Buxton 1931." "It was an indicative unscientific poll and Thelma urges up not to read too much into it." "But it's a dam good indication of how we are going providing her pollsters didn't just ring their friends." "No. They had a grid over a map of the city and selected the same number of streets in five sectors and then made lists of voters in each of those streets to a maximum of ten voters. Those people were then called." "Wow," said Buck. "That's pretty indicative to me. Let's hope I don't poo on my track to election day." "Buck please sit down and behave," Amelia sighed. "God it's like dealing with children. I say a white wedding." Gloria looked at Buck anxiously. He said loudly and clearly "White." Gloria smiled and said there was no need for her to vote. You have a clear majority mom." And so it went on. Going to their bedroom to 'rest' after lunch, Buck lifted his nude fiancée without warning and flipped her and sunk his tongue into her pussy. Gloria, aiming her lips at the bulging penis right in front of her said, "Buck is this really copybook behavior for a mayoral candidate?" Buck cracked up and almost dropped Gloria. Later he received a call and agreed to go into the local TV station and be interviewed live during News at Six providing Gloria would be invited to sit beside him and asked at least one question. They went in at the allotted time and were made up. The 'dresser' tightened Gloria's bra saying she wouldn't want to look droopy on TV. Malvina Ross had undertaken not to ask questions about the allegations against Mayor Black. Malvina (after the introduction): Buck why Buck? Isn't Charles a perfectly good name? Buck: Not for me when I was a kid. It was too stuffy and because we had two other 'boys named Charlie in my 4th grade class our teacher began calling me by my nickname 'Buck' and that stuck. Mom is the only person I'm aware of who calls me Charles and dad thought Buck Buxton was a great name. Malvina: Gloria please turn your hand so our camera can zoom in on your new engagement ring. Oh wonderful, so simple, so elegant. Did public pressure result in you two becoming engaged? Gloria: Well comments I heard about Buck and I living in sin riled me a little but it didn't worry Buck. So I asked if we could be publicly announce our engagement to stop the silly nonsense and he agreed. Malvina: What size are your bras Gloria. Gloria: What an odd question. 34C Malvina: Oooh lovely. Same size as mine. Malvina: When did you first notice my breasts Buck? Buck (grinning): When I first saw you. Is this line of questioning aimed at getting me dumped by voters? Malvina: Not really. I'm just surprised you can speak so openly to women about their breasts. Buck: Well I try to confine such comment to women who appear to hold their breasts proudly or have them trussed up to be noticed. I guess you are in one of those categories Malvina? Malvina: Oooh Buck you are on to me. At this point I welcome my third guest Rosemary Dell, a reporter from our Guardian newspaper whom I understand was the butt of a comment about her breasts by Buck in the newsroom of the Guardian last evening. Hi Rosemary. Rosemary: Hi Malvina. Could I be quite clear about this? I was not offended by Mr Buxton's lighthearted comment and being invited to take part in this interview took me by surprise. When you explained the nature of the interview I thought I'd harm Buck's image more by not appearing. By appearing I can defend him. Buck: Thanks Rosemary. Defend my honor to the best of your ability. Malvina: Buck we read the comment about you and Rosemary engaging in comment about breasts when she was interviewing you and that article was published this morning on page 3 of the Guardian. What size do you think Rosemary's bra is Buck? Buck: This interview has become rather nonsensical Malvina but hopefully it will give some viewers a laugh. It will probably cost me votes. My prime recreational interest is angling for trout but I haven't be asked about that. I could only describe breasts as a low down secondary interest. Rosemary's bra will be 36B. Malvina: Rosemary? Rosemary: I could lie but that's not me. Buck is correct. My bra size is 36B. Buck: Right that's as far as this goes Malvina if you wish me to remain involved. Malvina: Ah yes, my producer is saying in my earphone that enough is enough. Will you win the mayoralty election? Buck: I think so. Malvina: Please substantiate that with three good reasons and that will wind up this segment of my program. Buck: In this last term Mayor Black has no new gains to show of substance during the last four years of his stewardship of this city. Mayor Black doesn't appear to have any organization of substance behind his election bid. The clear message I'm receiving in my team's canvassing for feedback is a large portion of registered voters in this city believe the city is in need of a new mayor and that I appear ready to take that mantle. Malvina: Well that's a serious signing off to our little romp tonight. Thank you mayoral candidate Mr Charles Buxton, thank you his fiancée and campaign manager, Miss Gloria West and thank you award winning print media journalist Miss Rosemary Dell. When we come back I'll be talking to Mayor Black about whether he thinks he is facing stiff competition in this election. When there were off-air Malvina said, "Buck it was impolite of you attempting to take control of my show." "I'm sorry you feel that way Malvina but I saw the need to intervene." "Well don't you ever do that again to me." Buck's face darkened. "Have no fear Malvina. You'll never have the opportunity to interview me again and if the new mayor won't be interviewed by you that could have consequences for one of us. Good night." "Stupid woman," Buck said as they walked to the lift. "Come across the street for a drink with me guys. They didn't invite us to their lounge, I guess because Mayor Black is there." "Damn good thinking." "Agreed Buck. By the way, I can't see that interview doing much harm to your image. Some women won't like you focusing on women's breast but I suggest most would not vote solely on that one issue." At the bar Buck took a call from his CEO who reported sales figures for the day, ahead of the daily target figures. Buck said, "Good work by you and your team Stan. Is my new vehicle here yet?" "I saw it come in late this afternoon. Malcolm will be putting it through the pre-delivery check and it should be ready for you late tomorrow morning. When it's ready I'll get Jennifer to give you a call and take it to you and swap it for the vehicle you have from our pre-owned yard. I couldn't understand why you chose the big V8 4X4 but one of the boys told me you are nuts about fishing high up in the woods and it all made sense to me. Good choice. Oh Mae joins me in thanking you for promoting me to CEO. We both agreed you could have left me was I was for the same result." "Perhaps." "Okay if you don't wish to explain..." "Stan I'm likely to be voted in as mayor and that means a lot of time away from the business. I know wherever I am I can be reached by phone but I wanted you to see I was rewarding you for running the business in my absence and I believe if you're happy the business benefits. If you like, what I did was buying loyalty from my key man." "I understand and thanks. Oh my car turns two years old quite soon. I need your decision about what to do and if our standing policy of turning over company cars at the end of the second year still stands?" "No problem I'll sign the authority when I see you next. Why not upgrade to a Chrysler 300? You are CEO remember?" "Oh yeah. Gee thanks Buck." More to Come Gloria's Second Wedding Ch. 06 Buck took a call from Jessie. "Buck I've just received a hand-delivered letter from the council's external attorneys on behalf of the city manager demanding you publicly retract your recent statement that if elected you'll fire the city manager for not having the exterior of City Hall renovated within your imposed deadline." "The letter states you had no authority to make such a statement, that it would take time to investigate such a proposal and produce a budget and get approval for any such work to proceed and further, the city manager's position could not be changed to the mayor alone; any question over the terms of employment of the city manager was for the mayor and full council to consider." "This issue could flare up and expose you to claims of faulty judgment over administrative procedures Buck." "Oh I don't see it that way. The city manager is totally responsible for the maintenance of City Hall, not the mayor and council. I knew I couldn't fire him alone but when I take over the mayoralty all the duties of councilors will be up for review including chairmanships. This is politics baby. I would call for the firing of the city manager BEFORE we discuss duties and the plum jobs of responsibility. And guess what?" "God you are ruthless." "Yeah it could be viewed that way but I prefer to call it being knowledgeable about management of administrative procedures." "Well I must say after hearing that I can't fault your thinking. So what is your instruction?" "Just write back and say have a nice day, that your client advises he will address this matter within two days of taking office." "God that's inflammatory." "So be it. Jessie now this is confidential. Please don't even tell Katie and I'll tell Brett. Our latest opinion sampling of around 5% of randomly selected voters registered at the last election indicates a landslide victory for me. Comparing it with our last survey indicates voters are deserting Black in droves." "Omigod." "And Jessie this is also confidential. The new mayor will be asking the council to appoint a new firm of external attorneys. I imagine I'll be talking to you about becoming my preferred nominee." "Oh Buck." "In you I trust Jessie. That means a lot to me. Now be a good girl and get that letter off. It will cause mayhem at City Hall." "What something that simple?" "Jessie think politically rather than legally. That reply will be interpreted that I'm more than confident I'm going to win. I have heard a whisper that Saturday's Guardian will publish its pre-election opinion survey results for the four council seats up for grabs and the mayoralty contest. Those results, if they even very roughly follow our polling, will put the cat among the pigeons at City Hall." "Yes right. Omigod this is exciting. I'll have that letter off within the hour. I believe what you are saying." "Yes that simple letter will upset council senior executives who hear about it. The one great fear a bureaucracy is the arrival of a new guy exercising muscle and willpower who'll sweep with a new broom through their cozy comfort zones." "God I had this idea you knew nothing about local government and I bet Mayor Black has made the same mistake." "When doing my degree I took the option to add public administration as a specialist study. You may have noticed I've overlooked telling anyone that." "Buck am I to understand you won't consider our firm as the next choice of external solicitors for the council if I continue pressuring you for sex?" "Oh Jessie, I can see why you are a top attorney in this city." "That is so grossly unfair Buck and I mean that." * * * Gloria had settled in well at the dealership and reported to Buck with a smile that attitudes toward her had become warmer since staff had found she was the boss's fiancée rather than just being his hot bit of fluff. Buck had grinned saying wasn't she both, his fiancée and his hot girlfriend. "Oooh," she'd replied, advancing towards him and lifting her skirt but he'd been forced to say, "Jesus Gloria, back off. We're in the supermarket." Next morning he received a legal letter from Mayor Black's personal attorney. It expressed concern about an allegation that when questioned about Mayor Black at a meeting of the Catholic Women's League, Buck had said Mayor Black would be remembered as the laziest, most over-weight, policy-deficient and grumpiest bastard that had ever donned the mayoral chain in the city's history. Jessie remained seated and didn't attempt to kiss Buck on this occasion and left him to close the door. She held out her hand for the letter and read it. "This suggests you have libeled our esteem mayor?" "I reject that opinion." "Okay so which part of the allegation isn't true?" "Black's spy planted at that meeting is lying saying I used the word bastard. American gentlemen don't use such a word, at least not in public." "So you think you can prove beyond all reasonable doubt you didn't use the derogatory term bastard," Jessie said and hoisted her reading glasses, "as well as alleging that Black is the laziest, most over-weight, policy-deficient and grumpiest mayor this city has every had?" "Probably not but he'd just have as much difficulty proving that he wasn't all those things." "But with the city's First Citizen being the aggrieved plaintiff, I suggest there's a high risk that a judgment by the court could go against you." He smiled, "Oh bad boy Buck." "Yes and any successful claim for damages could empty your pockets. Can you honestly assure me you didn't use the word bastard?" "Yes absolutely and the only person I'd dump that word on would be Mayor Black's personal attorney." "That comment is not helpful." "Sorry." "Thank you. I shall write a legal letter denying my client used the word bastard or even asshole in that context and if any of the other claims in the allege statement have caused offence to the complainant then my client apologizes unreservedly." Buck looked at Jessie grimly. "You are serious about that aren't you?" "Very much so Buck. My objective is to avoid you having to fork out money, perhaps several hundred thousand dollars in damages if any action against you is successful." "Well okay, please proceed." "Thank you Buck," she said, coming around her desk. "Drop by on Wednesday evening. I'll be alone with only Katie until very late." "That's a definite no Jessie." "God you are difficult. Jess asked only this morning had you gone away." "Oh in that case I'll call socially when Brett is also home." "That's fine," Jessie sighed. "I really don't know why I was given a pussy." Buck sighed and let it rip. "Jessie you're one hot bitch and there's nothing I'd like more than to try screwing the ass off you. But it's not going to happen and you know why." "Oooh Buck. Now I know you really care. You've made my day." "Fucking women," Buck grumbled as he left the building. Before going to the dealership to sign papers and read reports and to tour around saying hi to people, Buck called in to a coffee shop. He turned from the counter and saw someone waving at a table. He identified the waver as Guardian newspaper's civic affairs reporter Rosemary Dell. He bent over to kiss her cheek but she turned to give him an open mouth kiss. "Feel my breasts," she whispered. He ignored that. She asked how was Gloria and he said blooming and asked did she have a steady and she said yes and they were about to become engaged. "Um despite on the eve of committing to marriage, I still think about you most nights when I'm in bed. Do you think about my tits?" "Well a couple of times, I must admit. But Rosemary, please. It's too dangerous to my current mission to play around. I have to think about Gloria and all the others behind my campaign." "I could work it so we don't get caught." "No." She sighed. He looked around and saw they were reasonably private. "Tell me what you like about sex Rosemary but for Pete's sake keep an eye out for the approaching server." Later he said he must go. "Are you leaving with an erection?" she giggled. "It's just deflated," he smiled. "Thanks for the most erotic morning coffee break I've ever had." "I'm dripping." "That doesn't surprise me," Buck grinned. "Let me kiss you goodbye but only on the cheek." "I have six cheeks in all. Which one do you wish to kiss?" "This one under your left eye," he said and kissed it. "God you are one hot woman Rosemary." She just smiled and eyed him intently. As he walked to his Jeep Buck wondered idly whether Mayor Black's lack of action for the city over eight years had left women in the city thinking the only thing going on for them was sex. Or perhaps there was something in the city water that made all these females randy and aggressive about seeking sex? All those females? Well he knew a couple of so. He arrived at the dealership and went straight up to Gloria's office to say hi. She lifted from her computer and said, "Hi, have you come to plow me over my desk? She caught the look on his face. "God I should have known you'd be chicken. What about the women's restroom then? It has a lock on the door." "Sorry I'm in work mode," he said lamely and she had the grace to let that go with a sigh. He said, "What have you got on?" "Just bra and panties under this tunic dress." He sighed. "I mean in the way of projects." "Am I meant to be reporting to you now?" She caught the look and said hastily, "No I realize you have a keen interest in me. We think with several new and upgrade models now in good supply we should pull out the stops and have an open day on the last Saturday of this month, the idea being to pull in some people seeking a new vehicle away from our competitors." "Was this your idea?" "Yes but its an idea sometimes used within the industry." "Good girl." He liked seeing the blush. "Anything else?" "I caused a bit of excitement when I suggested we run a panel in our regular advertising spread in Saturday's Guardian dwelling highlighting a buyer and spouse with an interesting history in vehicle ownership and why they have this brought off us. The suggestion in a double column photo plus text under it over two columns saying running to ten inches." "Sounds great. What did Stan say?" "He said he'd get back to me. He probably wants your opinion because that would be using paid advertising space." "Yeah we know that but the real question is what sells vehicles?" "Right Buck, I'm impressed you understand that it's not any one thing." "Do you really have this secret thing about ten inches?" "What do your mean...? Oh god Buck that's disgusting." "Lovely seeing you blush baby. I'll be back to take you to lunch at 12:30 or so." "Yes and you wash your mouth out with carbolic soap Buck Buxton." "What the hell is carbolic soap?" Bridget the CEO's PA and who also had begun doing work for the chairman, puffed out her chest and said hi. "They're little beauties Bridget," Buck said softly. "Be content with what you have. I've noticed them and I can tell you some babes with big 'uns have told me about the downsides to having heavy poundage up top." "Are you sure you notice them each time you enter here Buck?" "Absolutely I notice them when I come in, when I move around, and when I leave. Tell me, does you husband suck them?" "Buck." Sorry. I see Stan is on a call." "Um Buck, why do you think Ted ought to suck them?" Buck whispered, "Guys who suck have the feeling of possessing a woman, and that goes for pussy too. But perhaps it's just the women I know. God I think they'd all take a swing at me if I failed in my duty and didn't suck tit." "And pussy?" "Yeah. So he does neither?" Bridget shook her head and said not unless Ted was a bit drunk. "Ah." "What Buck?" "I think that suggests he's a little shy. Try encouraging him but take it slowly. Don't rush him and don't panic him. Do you ever give him a finger to suck that has been in your pussy?" "Oh god no. I think Ted would die if he knew I touched my pussy." "Ooops then what I have been suggesting might be a little over the top for Ted. Forget pussy in the meantime. Begin I suggest by whispering to him you love it when he touches your breasts. Perhaps you may need to tell him your nipples are suppose to harden under erotic attention." "Under erotic attention you say. Yes I will try that." Buck warned her again that her Ted sounded a little gun shy and that she should proceed very cautiously but that she should try to make progress with him. "He's quite good at making me come." "Oh it's a relief to know that. Now Bridget within a year I want you to whisper to me triumphantly that you are now getting a butt plug into Ted and her uses a vibrator on you." "Omigod that sounds highly unlikely Buck." "Take it slowly, very slowly and don't alarm him. Perhaps he won't need much coaxing if he's half drunk." Bridget brought in coffee for Buck and he boss and Buck caught the quick look that passed between those too and he smiled inwardly. It didn't surprise him that Bridget found it necessary to supplement her husband for sex. Buck wondered if her Ted had been involved in some level of family incest and he was terrified that his wife might find out. When Bridget left Buck asked Stan, "Is Gloria fitting in okay?" "Right this is related without fear or favor Buck. She's fitted in brilliantly and is becoming very popular. What's more she knows more about marketing product than all of us put together. She has placed a great idea relating to spicing up advertising before me and has suggested we run an open day soon. I wish to discuss those proposals with you." "Are either of those things likely to damage the firm's reputation or lose big money if they misfire?" "No, definitely not." "Well that's only the level of proposed projects you need to discuss with me Stan and I don't want you giving Gloria special treatment because she's my wife-to-be." "Okay and understood but where will Gloria finish up in this dealership?" "Stan I've found in management that people tend to find their appropriate level in time. Some need to be coaxed forward and of course some need to be told to throttle back until they get their ego tuned in appropriately. But generally cream rises to the top and everyone knows everyone can't be cream. Even I have no idea how good Gloria is and whether she possesses good business potential. If it appears you'll notice it Stan. I'm unlikely to interfere or to over-expect. Now where's the requisition form for me to sign for Purchasing to order in your replacement vehicle?" "Right here Buck and all filled out. Read it carefully because I've included some extras and upgrades." "As you are entitled to do in your position. Thanks for being careful with me Stan. I appreciate that." Buck took Gloria to lunch and spent the afternoon calling members of his election support team, visited Brett to brief him about the latest poll results (they virtually waltzed around the store in delight) and he returned to the dealership, now renamed Blue Star Motors, to pick up Gloria and they went to the North Ridge Country Club for a meeting with general manager Elizabeth Scott and events manager Charlene Rogers. Buck hadn't met either women before and he noticed Elizabeth's big breasts and her sly smile so guessed she'd watched the TV interview that implicated him as a breast watcher. But she made not mention of the TV program and couldn't have been nicer, giving most of her attention to Gloria. In fact with the three women talking simultaneously Buck felt rather redundant. The conversation came back to Buck when he asked, "Elizabeth why did the executive committee invite us to have our wedding here?" "A good question Buck and I'll answer honestly. Our club with its two golf courses is a big user of water. In the last two summers our normal reserves ran dry because they could not replenished quickly enough from our existing bores. We had to draw water from the city supply at great expense although we were treated rather generously by way of discounts on commercial rates, providing we restricted our draw off between 8 am to 6 am and that was fair enough. The club plans to apply to sink four more bores into the aquifer. Before making the application to the water resource authority, it is anxious to have the council's support of its application." "Point two is that we need friends on the council but still expect our friends to act ethically." "Finally, at that meeting we ran a straw poll asking members of the executive to write down which of the two candidate was likely to win the mayoral election. Every member of the executive had written down your name and so it was suggested we extend a hand of friendship and invite you two, although being non-members, to have your wedding here. By being here it was felt you would experience something of what the club was about because our busiest day of the week for club activities is Saturday. The invitation is merely a goodwill gesture. You will be required to pay for all services including food, liquor and incidental music and then, if you want it, for a dance band, at our normal rates. We have no wish to be open to accusations of attempting to bribe you if you win the election and regard us favorably." "Thank you Elizabeth. May I have that declaration in writing, for my own protection." "You may. It is already prepared and will be handed to you once you sign the contract to have your wedding here if indeed you do decide to have it here." Buck looked at Gloria and she nodded. "Yes Elizabeth. We would be delighted to have our wedding here. I shall go and look through club facilities while Gloria and you discuss the contract and Gloria and Meg discuss catering." "Buck ask at reception for Zoë my chief assistant. She is expecting to show you around." Zoë was a sophisticated blonde with two noticeable assents and very pale blue eyes and a soft knowing smile. As they began the tour of the clubhouse Zoë said throatily, "Just ask for anything you want Buck. Anything." There was no sexy look or emphasis on the word 'anything'. Nevertheless as they entered one of the suites in the accommodation block and Zoë sat on the bed with her tight skirt pulled high (naturally), Buck though he could hear the reverberating echo of the word 'anything'. As they went to board a golf cart to drive to view the widely acknowledged top four holes of the Summit Course, Zoë smiled and said she must apologize but to drive the cart she'd have to pull up her skirt very high. "That's fine, I enjoy looking at lovely thighs. What is you bra size Zoë?" "Oh I was hoping you'd ask. I saw you being interviewed on TV. I'm 36D." "Lovely," he said as they drove off. "You may touch them," Zoë offered. "No that could get me into trouble Zoë. Just let them be. Isn't it a lovely day?" " Yes," she sighed, and pouted. When returning to the clubhouse Zoë took Buck back to joint the other three women. Gloria gave her a frosty look but was charming when they were introduced. Zoë left and Buck answered the group's questions about the wedding planning. Buck and Gloria left soon after with the draft contract, five different set menus and could be adjusted by interchanging some dishes, a comprehensive liquor list and then the price lists for wait staff and ancillary services and suggested numbers of staff required for guests for the minimum required forty guests and the changes in staff requirements for each 20 extra guests. When they were returning to the city center Gloria said coldly, "That Zoë will be one of the club's prostitutes." "Perhaps but we don't know that," Buck said mildly. "She may really be Elizabeth's chief assistant." Gloria's Second Wedding Ch. 06 "Ha." "Well if she is a prostitute she can't be a very good one. She made no move on me." "And what about you?" "I just looked at her tits as the golf buggy we were in touring the best course went over bumps." "Well that certainly sounds like you. What do we do with this stuff?" "You get your mother over Saturday and plan the details in full of our wedding. I have been in contact with mom and dad and I have a guest list of sixty including prime members of my election support team. You and your mother invite who you wish but please avoid inviting any unsavory characters." "Yes master. Actually that's very generous of you. I guess we will settle somewhere between thirty and forty people in total. Will we have to restrict the women to those with big breasts?" "Don't be an asshole Gloria." She giggled. "God let's keep smiling through this long and convoluted process." "An excellent objective. Great thinking." There were traffic delays in Pioneer Avenue and as the merged into one lane to pass City Hall they saw the building was being steam-cleaned. "Ah make my guest list sixty-two." Buck grinned. "I now feel obliged to invite Tony Lombardi the city manager and his wife oh and my PA and partner at the council." Gloria patted his arm. "I like the way you think darling. Oh will the PA have big breasts?" "I really have no idea darling. I'll look for politeness, respect, efficiency and a fine memory." Brett called. Buck told him to hold while he pulled over, expecting this would be a conversation requiring some thought. "Problems?" "Not really," Brett sighed. "Mayor Black had decided not to have a face to face debate with you but he's probably found the mood is for change and I reckon he has some of idea of what the survey of voter opinion to be published in Saturday's Guardian will show. He must have a spy in the newspaper. He wants to debate with you on Friday night and that suits local TV as they will cancel their 7:30 scheduled program to screen your hour-long face off live." "Nah I don't want to debate with him. He'll only behave like a know-all bully and leave a bad taste in my mouth. Oh and show me up for not being totally familiar with local issues." "Do it Buck," said Brett, his adviser on strategy. "You have spelt out the ten things you promise to achieve within 100 days of taking office at election meetings and in your newspaper advertisements. You concentrate on those things and let him waffle on about the other issues. Actually you probably can attack him with ease for not fixing those issues in the eight years he was mayor." "Oh yeah?" "I'll put a half dozen women with big tits in the front row to assist you to focus." "Brett you need to know Gloria's here with me listening." "Oh shit. Um Gloria sweetheart, I was just kidding. You know how men act." "Yes like children at times Brett. We've just passed City Hall, it's been steam cleaned." "Omigod that's a direct affront to the mayor; he'll be livid. Buck you must appear at that meeting. I'll make sure that question why the building has been neglected is asked." "Yeah right but I want those six women with big tits in the front row. It's what I stand for Brett. Ask Jessie to get four of them and Gloria will join Jessie won't you darling, giving the line-up of six." "God you really are juvenile you two. Okay I agree but Brett you make sure Jessie knows the true reason for this imbecilic request. I don't want her thinking I've set her up." "Yeah I promise. Actually I can't believe we have been carrying on like this. It's like I made a joke and its taken hold." "When making puerile jokes that's the sort of outcome you men can expect Brett. Learn from it." "Yes Gloria," Brett said submissively. Buck said, "She's almost wetting herself laughing Brett. "Gloria you're an asshole," Brett sighed. "You women really know how to wind up a guy." "Thank you Brett," she said, giggling. "Catch you latter buddy," Buck said and cut the call. He grinned at Gloria, "God that was funny." "And juvenile. Buck I believe the city has around 150 fulltime employees and a $38 million operation budget. I can't see how you can talk recklessly about women's breasts and be a leader of those women and men on the city's payroll and discharge your role wisely and with great maturity." "Just watch this space baby," Buck said driving back into the line of traffic. "I'm a man for all occasions and you must remember that I'm on extended vacation at present so am speaking in a relaxed frame of mind. Be not deceived." * * * Although the face-to-face meeting was not widely publicized, the H. J. Ryan Memorial Hall venue with 996 seats was almost half full for the only debate between the two contestants running for election as mayor. The TV people urged everyone to sit tightly on the side facing the rostrum 'to give an enhanced impression of audience participation', meaning so they didn't film empty seats. The chairman, Judge Eileen Whitlock, introduce Mayor Black who received warm applause and then that only other candidate who received huge applause. The candidates were invited to make an opening statement taking no longer than three minutes. And mayor drew the longer 'straw' and went first. The chairman had to cut off the mayor after three and a half minutes and he received polite applause. Buck was brief and straight to the point. "This city visually gives the appearance that it's in a rut. Vote for me to get it heading in the right direction again. Thank you." He received thunderous applause and that appeared to alarm the mayor. A debate on current city issues such as water quality and replacement of old piping in the sewerage network drew informed comment from the mayor about the need for a stronger action plan and estimates for the cost of planned work made three years ago required updating and that received applause. Buck said, "Both systems require urgent attention. My action plan is to get them fixed with staged remedial work beginning by the second month of me taking office. Mayor Black has been in office for eight years and hello, what was fixed in that time?" That received applause and cries of "Shame Mayor Black" from six vocal women sitting in the front row. Finally, goaded to almost breaking point, the mayor said, "Candidate Buxton what do you know about running an airport?" "Nothing." "Candidate Buxton what do you know about funding a library board, running a fire department, running a police department?" "Nothing." "Candidate Buxton what do you know about running a Planning and Zoning Commission?" "Quite a lot actually. As a company executive I appeared before a commission three times with company objections against planning changes that affected my company's property. The result was the commission turned down our objections but I won three times in leading my team with appeals against faulty commission decisions." "As for the police department, fire department, schools and safety and other things including running an airport I know I'll have committees headed by knowledgeable senior councilors as chairman with access to informed advisors and competent executives to run those activities. My role would be to act as chairman of the board." Someone called out, "Why was the exterior of City Hall allowed to become badly neglected Mayor Black?" "We have at council prudently managed our maintenance expenditure of city assets and you may have noticed renovations to the exterior City of Hall began this week in response to my instruction." "That work was initiated by your opponent Mr Buxton who warned the city manager would be fired by him a mayor unless that work commenced forthwith." "That's a lie," Mayor Black said calmly. The chairman asked Buck if he had any comment to make. "Yes it's true that I made that public statement in a newspaper interview as a warning to the city manager because I was upset at the neglect of City Hall's exterior. Later I received a legal letter from the an attorney acting for the city manager stating his client wished me to be advised I had no authority to make such a statement and required me to retract it. I instructed my attorney to wish the writer to have a nice day and that I undertook to resolve the matter within two days of taking office. I guess the mayor and the city manager chatted about this when the mayor realized this matter could become an election issue that could hurt him badly if something wasn't done about it forthwith. So for once the mayor didn't sit on his butt." Most of the audience cracked up and the chairman said that last comment was a totally uncalled for aside as asked Buck to apologize. "I see no need to apologize for speaking the truth Judge Whitlock." She said sharply, "Mr Buxton." He smiled and said almost politely, "What's the matter? This is meant to be meaningful and robust debate. May we get on with it?" "Very well. I accept your argument. We shall now take questions." The meeting finished with both candidates asked to sum up their election policies in three minutes. Buck finished inside three minutes and Mayor Black was droning on when people began leaving the hall in large numbers. He got the message and stopped his speech. Judge Whitlock said crossly, "Well that ends this unruly meeting. I must say it wasn't a draw." The City Hall reporter of the Guardian spoke to both candidates at the end of the meeting, recording their comments. He informed each candidate that a sample survey of voters registered at the last election had asked by the newspaper's survey team which of the mayoral candidate would they vote for at the forthcoming mayoral election. The results indicated there was a big citywide swing from Mayor Black to Mr Buxton and indications were he'd take almost 65% of the total mayoral vote. Mayor Black's comment, published with the survey results on the front page of the Guardian next morning said, "This survey is a travesty of fair play, pitched to favor the candidate who is a virtual outsider in this city. I dispute the findings and I'll be proved correct when the final election result is known." Asked how did he explain how such a straightforward survey could be pitched with any bias whatsoever, the mayor replied: "Your readers will see that for themselves. I have huge support in this city. That's all I wish to say." Candidate Buxton's published statement was: "The finding of this survey is roughly in line with my support team's two surveys to sample city-wide public opinion. The trend shows Mayor Black is losing voting supporters by the truckload." * * * Buck took key members of his team to supper after the debate and the mood in the restaurant was lively. Buck drove home carefully, knowing he was a little drunk and was pulled over for driver random breath testing. "Oh fuck, here goes a huge bunch of votes for our bulletproof mayoral candidate," Gloria hiccupped. "Hush darling, just smile and keep your mouth buttoned. I'll handle this." The female cop said, "Good evening sir. Have you consumed any alcohol this evening?" "Yes ma'am." "Please give your correct name and address when speaking clearly into this device." "Charles Buxton, 27 Bishop Heights, North Ridge." "I'm sorry sir," the cop said leaving forward but I must... Omigod, Buck. Um oooh this reading is fine, close to being marginal but fine. Drive home carefully sir." Buck drove off saying, "Good evening ma'am." The policewoman who looked in her late forties gave him a toothy smile. "That big-tit bitch is corrupt," Gloria giggled. "That's one way of looking at it," Buck said. "I prefer to think she gave me the benefit of the doubt and because I wasn't shown the reading I have no way of judging whether she was correct or not." "But aren't they required to show the driver the read-out of the evidential breath test?" "I have no idea darling. I leave that kind of detail to those in charge and as mayor will expect my aides to know such things. I think you're drunk but obviously you are still thinking quite clearly. Well done." In bed on her back Gloria pulled out her fingers and gave them to Buck to suck. "Fill my gaping hole baby," she hiccupped. "Haven't we had a great evening?" "Yeah but keep awake to climax my evening Miss Big Tits," Buck said lovingly. Buck awoke just on dawn and decided to go to Wakelin's Pool to catch a trout for breakfast. He left a note and drove away as quietly as he could, knowing Gloria had really hit the booze the previous evening. As Buck approached the pool on foot he smelt coffee and licked his lips but groaned at the thought of someone having splashed around the pool. "Hi Buck." Caught by surprise he still managed an easy grin. "Oh hi Rosemary." It was Rosemary from the Guardian. "Buck this is my dad, David Dell." "Oh good morning sir. I know your fine daughter." "Ah so you are our new mayor-to-be who's charmed the pants off her." "Dad!" "It's only a saying dear, Buck will know that. Pour Buck coffee Rosemary. I'll try a few casts up at Oak Point. It's gone quiet here." David ambled off and Rosemary handed Buck his coffee and then pulled his free hand through the open front of her weather-proof jacket and against one of her breasts. "Squeeze." Buck answered nature's call and squeezed. That triggered something in the newspaper reporter. "Oooh. Let's fuck. It will be forty minutes at the earliest before dad is back." "Rosemary..." "Shut up Buck. Just do it; you know we both want you to do it." Yeah well that was true. He put his coffee aside and began undressing Rosemary with her assistance. "I can't wait to see them," he said, waiting patiently as she unhooked her bra and she said, "I guessed that. I have big tits. I hope you have a big cock." He didn't bother answering because she'd exposed her heavy hangers. His dick shot to maximum erection just as she ran a hand over it and gasped, "Oh my." They played for a few minutes and then she handed him a condom. "We don't have much time and I'd prefer anal. I'll go on my knees to allow you to squeeze me while you do it." He licked his lips and said okay. So far Gloria hadn't shown any interest in anal. They had a long tongue kiss and then got underway, Rosemary helping to soften her opening. Buck was glad about that because he only liked doing anal with women who knew what they were doing. Rosemary made all the right noises as he worked in and squeezed her tits and she worked her pussy and came twice noisily before she said, "We best get a move on." Buck imagined her dad hiding behind a tree watching them and that quickly had him filling the end of the condom. He pulled out with a squelchy pop. "Oh what a disgusting sound," giggled Rosemary, cleaning up with a towel she'd taken from her backpack but gave it to Buck to wipe his sweaty face before she wiped herself. "That was great, right up to expectations," Buck said and gallantly did up her bra. "I'd like to have an all-night session sometime if we can manage it." Rosemary, still breathing heavily, said, "Yeah me too. Something is bound to facilitate that." They finished dressing and fished the pool without even a single strike. "Your disgusting language while being fucked has driven the trout deep," he said and was called an asshole. They stood quite close, chatting quietly and timing their casts to avoid tangling lines. They looked a very contented couple but then that would apply to any two anglers. David ambled into view with two sizeable trout. "Anything?" "Not even the sight of one," Buck said. "We took three here just after we arrived," said David. "Look take one of these." "Oh no, they could be the cream of your catch." "And you need your breakfast. Come on young man please take this one with my compliments." "Thanks David. That's very kind." "Well you have given Rosemary at least three great articles in your run up to the election and I feel sure there will be more when you are mayor. I like seeing Rosemary do well. Her wedding is a month after yours. I'll see you there Buck, anticipating your will accept the invitation. I saw your name and the name of your soon to be wife on the guest list." "Oh thank you. I must keep the date free. We have invited Rosemary and her fiancé to..." "Yes I saw the beautiful invitation the other day. Not many people get to be married at the country club I can assure you." "Look David you have been so kind with this trout. Would you accept a late invitation?" "Regrettably Janet and I are going to her best friend daughter's wedding that weekend." "On what a shame. What do you work at David?" "We'll see each other again. I'm director of public works at the council. God there will be great rejoicing among most of us at council at the changing of the big chief. Several million dollars of works are waiting for the green light. The delays in financial allocations for some of the projects go back eight years while the money is invested to produce fair returns to allow Mayor Black to claim the financials of the city have been under prudent management during his reign." Buck said very seriously, "David if I haven't contacted you within four days of occupying my office I want you to come knocking at my door with your team." "Will do Buck but I'll also make a formal appointment for the morning of Day four." Buck took the fish, shook David's hand and kissed his daughter and said, "Thanks for the lovely tranquil time I had in your company Rosemary." "Any time Mr Mayor." * * * The smell of grilling fish brought Gloria out to the kitchen at 7:40. "I've only just read your note and here you are back already. I was wondering about some mattress play?" "Um...?" She knew the importance of eating trout straight out of the pan. "Oh I'll settle for a very quick shower will race back here to eat." "Two minutes max." "That's the same time it takes you to get off." "Cheeky bitch," he grinned, smacking her ass. She squealed and ran off. In recent weeks they'd stopped going out for mid-morning coffee at weekends in their neighborhood because so many people now recognized Buck and buttonholed him to talk about the election. On this Saturday morning they'd gone out into the country for coffee and Buck took a call. He grinned and noticed the name and put his phone on to speaker so Gloria could hear. "It's Tony Lombardi speaking Mr Buxton." "Hi Tony please call me Buck." "You have pointedly kept away from City Hall since registering as a mayoral candidate with me and of course that was months ago and I had no idea of who you were or the impact you'd be making." "I can understand that Tony. Oh your contractors are making a great job on the façade of City Hall." "Thanks. The outgoing mayor came close to having a coronary when he found there appeared to be huge support for you on that issue. He ordered me to let a contract urgently to have that work underway." Buck said carefully, "You said 'out-going mayor'?" "Well it has been looking that way for several weeks but in recent days everyone I chat with asks me what do I think of the new mayor." Buck laughed. "My wife Maria has pushed me to call you to thank you for the wedding invitation. Receiving that almost blew me away. I'd thought it would be dumped along with the old mayor and some of other major players." "I appreciate you saying that Tony but rest easy. People including on my own team have spoken highly of your and the impression I get is you must really be the man for your position." "Well you'll find out." "I guess I will and please understand I appreciated you were in an invidious position over inaction over the exterior of City Hall and because of your position of responsibility were a sitter to come under political attack." Gloria's Second Wedding Ch. 06 "Thanks for acknowledging that Buck and I really appreciate that." "Fine I understand a preliminary poll count will be available on election night and then two working days have been set aside for checking that all votes in the initial count are confirmed as registered voters including absent voters and that all processes had been followed correctly and then the official announcement is made. Two more days are allowed for any call for a recount and then after the declaration of any recount is declared any petition must be filed with the court within fifteen days I think it is." "Yes that's about right. Will the wedding be delayed if court action is sought?" "Hell no." "I can't say whether Mayor Black has had any discussion with me about the handing over but what I can say is my pick is any transition of change will be accomplished smoothly." "Thanks Tony Please tell Maria that Gloria and I look forward to meeting her at our wedding but in all probability we will be socializing with your two before then." "I like your confidence and your pleasantness Buck. Bye." * * * Election day dawned fine but there was a chill in the air, perhaps an ominous sign for one of the mayoral candidates Buck grinned, that bringing a smile to his face. Buck had wanted to sleep out up at Skipper's Pool to enjoy the peace and quiet on the eve of election day but Gloria said if he wished to get a frozen ass sleeping in a tent he could count on her not being beside him. "Were will you be?" "Home here in the warmth you knucklehead." Anxious to do something different, Buck decided they should take a secure suite at the Sunderland Hotel and Gloria thought that was a good idea. She suggested they should book in key team members and their spouses for dinner on election eve. "Brilliant baby. With all the work done those key players will be on tenterhooks." Campaign chairman, as Thelma Eliot now named herself, thought that was a great idea and Gloria took the phone from Buck and she and Thelma arranged the dinner guest list. Late afternoon before leaving for the hotel Buck heard a car horn and told Gloria to grab her handbag. She arrived with it and asked, "What?" "Your new car awaits you outside. Drive back to the dealership with Harry and he'll explain its operation to you. It's a white Chrysler 200 convertible demonstrator and from tomorrow we should drive around it together to give people who wish to wave and talk to us good access to us. After that you can drive the car as if it is yours but when it's at the dealership it should be available as a demonstration vehicle. I'm giving you full ownership the new model 200 due out later this year as your wedding present." "A car as a wedding present? God you must like me?" "Yeah you are a real sweetie honey. The new model looks much improved on the model it's replacing and by all accounts will handle much better." "You're a darling. Let me kiss you." "Thanks, enjoy." The dinner was a very happy affair, Buck making a short speech over cocktails thanking the team for supporting him so ably and after Thelma spoke in reply she invited Jessie to say a few words. "It's been great working with you Buck and with the team and has been so exciting at times. But of course we'll know possibly by as early as 9:00 tomorrow night the provisional result and that will be followed by a confirmed result some time on Tuesday afternoon. I have been officially advised on behalf of Mayor Black that he has no intention of attempting to delay the inevitable but we still must wait for that two-day gap for request for a recount to pass. So expect to party big with the new mayor on Thursday evening. Buck thanks again on behalf of us all for being such a great guy to work for. You were a winner to some of us as soon as we knew you'd registered as a mayoral candidate. You've run a brilliant campaign Buck." "Thanks guys I'll have other occasions to express my gratitude to you, at the time of the provisional declaration and at the time the final result is declared. Now let's go through and enjoy some good food with convivial company." * * * On Tuesday, Election day, Brett arrived for breakfast with Buck and Gloria at the hotel and Brett was their chauffeur all day. He'd arrived with red bunting to hang on the rear sides and over the hood and trunk of the convertible. The three of them, as previously arranged, were dressed in thick white turtlenecks, blue jeans and brown boots. As requested by the Guardian Newspaper, Buck and Gloria arrived to cast their votes at 9:00 and were photographed watched by a lowly turnout of five bemused voters. Buck was calm while Gloria was even more talkative than usual and almost tripped entering the polling place and stuttered when saying what a r-ridiculous place to p-put a s-step. She scowled when Buck laughed and said what a novel idea, all steps should be placed inside the entrance. As they departed from machine voting Buck said quietly, well that was one vote for him. "Two," said Brett. "Three," Gloria said and that prompted the candidate to comment, "Jeeze, I've won the mayoral race." Brett drove slowly and drivers tooted and people in vehicles and on the sidewalks waved. "Christ this doesn't look promising," Buck said in disappointment. "This looks very little different to any other morning driving along Centennial drive. Don't citizens know there's an election on?" "You can't be popular yet Buck because you haven't started in office yet," Brett said dryly. They laughed. "Coffee time," Gloria said. "Turn into Settlers Place; it's full of coffee shops and we might get some action there." Brett signaled to make a turn when a police cruiser passed them and the driver called into the speaker system. ""Morning Brett, Gloria and the Honorable Candidate. Where are you heading?" "Brett called via the second cop's open window, "Oasis Coffee House." "Right we'll give you an escort," said the driver and Brett waved and yelled "Thanks Sally." They turned into the square with the cruiser's lights flashing and siren on full and moving at a leisurely 10 mph. People piled out of shops and offices. "That's Sally Monk, wife of the city attorney," Brett laughed. "This is highly irregular and she could get her butt kicked." Gloria whispered to Buck, "That's the same cop you let you off the other night." Brett said firmly, "Um who found I had no charge to answer." "Salt of the earth is Sally. You guys will meet her at the swearing in because wives are invited and Sally is also the Chief of Police's niece." "Do I smell police corruption?" Buck said firmly. "No, no," Brett assured him. It's just Sally having fun here and it would not be a good look for the police department if Sally was denied attending a ceremonial occasion of that magnitude." Cutting the siren and extinguishing the lights, Sally boomed through the speakers, "Would the owner of this incorrectly parked red Chevy please move it." A red-faced woman hurried out of a bar to her vehicle already one-third out on the traffic lane and she drove off sedately. By coincidence the red Chevrolet had been parked right outside the Oasis Coffee Shop. Sally gave them a wave out her window and slowly moved off and Brett drove into the vacated space. "That Sally um..." "Bronson," Brett filled in. "That Sally Bronson looks like material for promotion," said the mayoral candidate. "Or else she should be in politics." People began calling good luck to Buck and he smiled and said, "Thank you but I won't become mayor unless you vote for me." They loved it and said they'd vote later. "Liars," Brett whispered. Many people had followed them into the coffee house. Several bystanders dumped clever asides on Buck and he managed to answer most of them with humor. Perhaps the best one was a guy who claimed that the first thing a new mayor did was to order a new limo. "Will you be doing that?" "No I like having big holes dug. I think if I have enough big holes dug and we get plenty of rain I will have solved the city water taste problem within my first 100 days of taking office." "But there's not room in the city for 100 big holes," said the guy. "I only need space for one hole. I'll then have the 99 other holes dug on the same spot." Gloria rolled her eyes to the ceiling but many of the people were left rocking with laughter. Buck asked, "Hands up all of you who have voted?" Two women raised their hands. "Hands up all of you who'd vote before the close of polling tonight at 8:00." Nearly everyone raised a hand. "Thanks," Buck said. "I scarcely think any liars are here so that means the city will have a record voter turnout this election. I would have expected only one in five of you would have raised their hand because the usual voter turnout in this city for council and mayoral elections is just over 21%." "Are you calling me a liar?" asked a big guy with a handlebar moustache, standing and hitching his pants up higher. "Have you voted yet?" "No." "Then I can't call you a liar until I ask you at one minute past eight tonight did you vote and you give me your reply." "How will you know where to find me?" "Look take it easy pal. Just walk down to the library now and vote and then I'll know not to call you a liar." "Right," said the guy putting on his battered Stetson. "I'm off to the library now to vote for your opponent Buck." "That fine buddy. I'm proud that we live in a democracy." The big guy stood at the door and grinned. "I was just kidding." Thelma was touring the eight polling places 'to keep an eye on things' although Buck and Brett had told her not to bother. She reported back at intervals but had nothing untoward to report. Brett picked up Jessie at 1:00 and they drove thirty miles to a small city to eat at reputedly the best French restaurant in the state and enjoyed a wonderful meal and ate in relatively peace because no one knew who they were. "Brett and I came to this city regularly before we married," Jessie confided. "It's a wonderful place for dirty weekends." They didn't have time to have a good look around but Jessie had Brett take them to look at an old millhouse beside the river. It still had the old waterwheel in position but it was in a state of total neglect. "There's the Waterford Inn just up there amid those trees. It's a bit pricey for young lovers and so it's a wonderful place to stay and look down here to this idyllic setting, especially in times of heavy snow." ""Very European don't you think?" Gloria said. "Exactly," Jessie said. "Would you like to join me here for a dirty weekend Gloria?" They giggled away in the backseat, leaving the men looking at one another and shaking their heads. Jessie stayed the rest of the day with them and when they had early dinner in a back street café in their city, where no one appeared to recognize Buck or had no interest in following up recognition, the four of them agreed it had been a waste of time driving around. "I must admit we made minimal impact," Brett said edgily. "I'd say no impact but I feel we did everything right," Gloria said, braving Brett's stare. "The truth is you have to boot apathy in the bum if you want to move it." They all laughed heartedly at Jessie's contribution and cheered by that Buck had a wine, his first alcoholic drink of the day and later he had another before they set off for the Courthouse. They were seated there with Thelma and her husband Archie when the first of the voting machines was brought in and placed in the custody of ballot counting officials at the far end of the room. Counting began and 8:12 and Jessie said that was pretty impressive. "Compared with what?" Buck asked nervously. "I really have no idea." That eased some tension. A guy walked in and they assumed he represented Mayor Black but he left when he found out it was not a night sitting of the Court. At 8:52 the chief official called, "You can all come forward and see the results on our big screen here as they are posted on the Internet site. "Oh Buck," wailed Gloria shaking. "Are you sure you'll win?" "Of course." They all looked at Buck. "It's a mix of logic and math. I allow for a 10% error on our surveys and the Guardian's survey and decided on of registered voters at 24%, assuming most registered voters are intelligent enough to know how to vote correctly. The figure I got out of those calculations told me I'd breeze in." Gloria hugged him and said he was an inspiration to her. "I needn't had entered this election and the need was even less when I purchased the dealership but this city needs a mayor with vision and who'll kick butt and I assumed I was the man for the time." "Yeah right," Brett said. "Absolutely and we saw that from the outset," Thelma said. More to Come Gloria's Second Wedding Ch. 07 Voting figures for the four council seats were posted first. Two sitting councilors held their seats easily and the other two sitting councilors were edged out in closely fought contests. The provisional results for the mayoral election were then posted. BLACK, Sloan Alvin 724 votes. BUXTON, Charles 3337 votes. The people around Buck went wild and Buck accepted kisses, handshakes and backslaps as he watched the figure for the number of registered voters who'd voted: 23.92%. He grinned broadly. "Right Thelma," he said kissing her. "Where have you got everyone assembled?" "We took over the whole of the Mayfair Restaurant from 8:00 in your name and as you suggested, everyone pays for their drinks and you pay for all the food. We promise you a great night and there will be dancing." "I need to go home and change," Gloria wailed. "Me too," Jessie said. "Gloria and I have been in these clothes all day." "Right this is the compromise," Buck said. "You guys leave the restaurant after fifteen minutes. Gloria you drop Jessie off and she'll return to the restaurant in one of their cars. Be as quick as you reasonably can and we'll wait dinner until you guys arrive back." Thelma took a call and called Omigod, "Mayor Black is calling me." "Yes Mr Mayor. He's right here. Just a moment." Buck flicked on the speakerphone and signaled for quiet. "Hi, Buck Buxton speaking." "It's Sloan Black speaking Buck. You ran an awesome campaign and appealed to the electors who bothered to vote. Well done. I concede and promise a smooth changeover. Good night." "Thank you and good night." Buck's audience watched him breathlessly. He handed the phone back to Thelma and shrugged. "I guess one of us had to lose. That guy must have put quite a bit into his role of mayor but just didn't have the horsepower to accomplish much. I promise you guys I'll do much, much better. Off we go to the Mayfair." In the car as promised Buck called the Guardian. "Hi Rosemary." "Oh hi Mr Mayor. Congratulations." "Thanks Rosemary. I'm off now with my team to the Mayfair Restaurant. Make it short and snappy please when you arrive but you guys join us for a drink before you leave." * * * City manager Tony Lombardi called Buck next morning to congratulate him. "Mayor Black is moving out Thursday afternoon and we are having a cocktail party for him with some city dignitaries and senior staff. Um it's not usual..." "Fine I won't gatecrash." "Thanks. Judge Manners is available to swear you in at the Courthouse at noon Friday along with the newly elected councilors providing there is no application for a recount lodged by 5:00 tomorrow. It was such a clean sweep that no recount call is likely." "Noon Friday will suit me fine." "Great and you are entitled to invite up to five people to accompany you." "Five will be fine." "Buck would you like to come in at 9:00 Friday and tour our building with me? We have some outlying depots and workshops and a couple of big yards and then there's the police and fire departments etcetera but we can do those next week." "Yes fine. How many council officials will be at the swearing in?" "Just me, the city attorney, the city clerk and the Chief of Police." Buck said that was fine, he'd call in at 9:00 on Friday. "Tony could you put a memo out to everyone that they call me Mr Mayor or Mayor Buxton on council property and at all formal occasions but some I will invite to call me Buck whenever they are with me informally." "Yes will do." "And just a quirky thing with no explanation. You'll get used to me doing this. I'd like David Dell and a cop Sally Monk to be included in the city's squad at the ceremony." "Sally is the wife of the city attorney Kevin Monk so will be there but David Dell is one of our department directors?" "Yes I know. Thanks Tony. Bye." Buck called Gloria, Jessie, Brett and Thelma to advise they were invited to be at the Courthouse on Friday to attend his swearing-in ceremony at noon and he'd arrive straight from the council offices. * * * Buck, wearing a snappy light blue Italian-cut suit, was shown into Tony's office by the very excited senior receptionist from the main foyer, Mrs Thompson. Tony was a little over-weight, balding guy in his late forties with a relaxed manner, a great smile and appeared to permanently wear glasses. Buck was impressed with the guy and his firm handshake and his quip, "Coffee My Lord?" Buck guessed Tony was adjusting to his new sense of freedom and probably had his humor back. They sat for coffee brought in by his PA, who looked thin enough to be a scarecrow. "One of the things we need to talk about..." "Tony I have been busting for months to talk to you about this. Could I be impolite and go first?" "Sure, shoot." "I've looked at most council websites within a radius of perhaps 500 miles of here of communities in a range of 25,000 to 40,000 and looking at their City Halls I have to say ours looks the crappiest." "Jesus." "Sorry I had no wish to offend you." "Offend me? I share that view as probably do all people in executive positions throughout our domain." "Good. But you also agree a new building is out of the question." "Y-e-s," Tony said with the deliberate tone of a guy not wishing to let the fish get away. "But you have plans gathering cobwebs incorporation some redevelopment of space, perhaps some new space added and total recladding with new windows and a more imposing entrance and roof line." "Y-e-s," Tony said, almost holding his breath." "Oh you must prepare a presentation for me soon." Tony sucked in new breath and grinned, "Oh I certainly can arrange that. What I was to open with was the thought you'll need a new PA. Mayor Black's senior clerk as she called herself resigned as soon as she heard he'd lost the election. She is sixty-seven." "Um sometimes resignation can be timely, yes?" "Yes," Tony grinned. He pushed a button and drapes pulled across the half wall of windows. He ran a prepared presentation loaded on to his computer. "These are five very competent females on our payroll who applied to my general email that the new mayor would require a PA. Eighteen applied and our director of staffing and her recruitment manager assure more that all five of these women are eminently suitable for the role and all would work well in your frequent absences." "Yes I've decided to work as mayor from as early as required, but say not before 5:50 and I'd leave each day by 12:30." "Um but many of our meetings that you will chair are afternoon meetings and the council meets at night of course." "Well Tony as you'll understand changes will be necessary because that's how I propose running my day. I would of course be fully accessible to you and my PA by phone." "Can I work in that timeframe and still be effective as a weak mayor?" Tony smiled and said he would think so. "But this impost will be very disruptive to the administrative, in fact requiring a big shakeup...ah I now appearing to be reading something into this. Do you have your dealership ticking over well when you are not there?" "Indeed." "And is your thinking that if you plant a bit of a bomb in our midst we start finding new ways of doing things and the entire outfit is shaken out of lethargy that has developed during the last eight-year terms of administration?" "Tony you are good... something had told me you would be. Well done. So what do you think?" "It should work. I'll make sure it damn well works." "Great Tony. I like your go-forward attitude. I tend to be an ideas person and a troubleshooter to have a nose for weeding out chaff. I delegate most of my other work. I might need a couple of aides." "You have five including the limo driver. Before you jump to cut out that driver I do point out the rear of the limo is set up as a fully functional office in lieu of extra seating and a bar and fridge." "Well that's progressive. One of your introductions Tony?" "Yes but as you might guess it was rather under-utilized by your predecessor. Here come the photographs for you to try to imagine compatibility. You will have access to interview all five of course. The first three are married and the 5th has recently become engaged in case marital status is of interest to you, such as being a requirement. The images were screened on the wall for thirty seconds. "Again." "No I've made my choice. Uh let me see. Are all the competent females we employ um fairly big up top?" "No I don't think so. When going through the applications we looked at um fitness as a desirable requirement." Buck eyed Tony, "Fitness?" Tony replied vaguely, "I seem to recall that was the term used. So which of the five do you wish to interview or do you wish to interview more than one?" "No please tell Scarlett, number three, that she is my choice." "But Scarlett is not...." Tony stopped and swallowed. "The fittest?" "Damn it, she not even in the top three in breast size. We were attempting to please you." "And I thank you for that. But your attended the assessments. So how about this for my assessment? Scarlett has the overall edge in my opinion just be looking at her. She was the only one not delivering a cheesy smile to the camera and that suggests to me she is confident in herself and is not the sort of person to be pushed around. I'll need that in my PA when she's dealing with pushy people when I'm not around. I noticed her green eyes and her jaw line that tells me if she says to my aides to just do it they will do it or else enter a fight they'll know they'll not win. She appears to be the oldest of all five and being one of the married ones that suggests her kids will no longer be the clingy types but, well hell I could be totally wrong about that." "Well I have to tell you she is the oldest of the five applicants, and she probably is the toughest and she does have a boy aged seven and a girl aged six and he widowed mother lives with the family. Her absenteeism record is the second lowest in that group. The manager who tested them for PA competency made several comments about each of the other four and for Scarlett just one word, 'Classy.' "Does she drive well?" "I have no idea." "Would her husband be jealous is she worked for me?" "Probably insanely jealous." "What do you think her comments would be when told she's been selected without my interviewing." "Why me and I haven't got the biggest tits?" "Oh brilliant Tony and I like that final phrase. You have humor and appear to be a flexible thinker. Even so perhaps I should point out I don't believe you employ any woman on the basis of one thing and my mother would tell me that breasts are irrelevant in the workplace." They laughed. At that moment Tony's PA entered and looked pointedly at her watch. "Excuse me Mr Mayor but Tony you should be well into your tour by now." "Yes you're so right Louise. Thanks." "Call me Buck in future Louise. Come on Tony. You talk too much." Tony laughed. "Oh we appear to have a mayor with humor," Louise said deadpanned. They hurried through the tour, time running out on them but no-one appeared offended because Buck smiled and said, "I'll catch you later." In treasury they called into a side off and Tony said, "Mr Mayor I'd like to introduce the training officer of our junior staff, Mrs Scarlett Murdock." The curly brunette stood and was almost as tall as Buck. She looked very athletic and had beautiful boobs. "Mr Buxton has chosen you as the mayor's PA." "But why me? I'm the oldest of the five finalist and the only one with children and I'm not currently working as a PA." "But you have done so." "Well yes but why haven't I been interviewed before selection?" "You had the best boobs," Buck smiled. "Any more questions." She flushed and looked at him steely-eyed. "I can't believe you'd be that stupid." "Cool it Scarlett. Assessments can be done without interviews. Mayor Buxton had access to all files and assessments and your photographs of course. His requirements were for a tough PA to act effectively for him when he was away and that will be frequently, someone that could work his aides when he is not on hand and someone who looks good but who is married with children so when his finance sees his rather stunning appearance, and these are his words, she will not be insanely jealous." "Oh Mr Mayor I apologize for being so righteous. You are employing your PA, not me. I would have done it quite differently but then you would not have become a hot-shot corporate executive by falling out of a tree. Tony's explanation makes your approach in selecting me perfectly clear and I'll do nothing to antagonize your fiancée... the wedding is tomorrow week I believe?" "Yes." "I do hope you have a marvelous day. When working for you I shall not wear make-up or pretty dresses and I wear one of those bras that flattens one chest and..." "No Scarlett. The job requires you to look glamorous and show great tits. Those requirements are universal, not set by me." "Tony?" Scarlett said sounding a little suspicious. "Yes that's quite right Scarlett. Universal." "And Scarlett I want my wife getting use to seeing me surrounded by glamour and competent people that will help make me a successful mayor in my first term." "Oh Mayor Buxton, those are ideals I can totally identify with. It will be such an honor working with you." "Oh great Scarlett. Call me Buck in informal situations and that will be practically all the time. Tony I want Scarlett to come with us to my swearing in and then to move into her new office so she is ready to start work with me on Monday. Fix it please." "Sure Buck," Tony said, pulling out his phone and glancing at his watch. "Oh god I'm so excited." "It will pass Scarlett," Tony assured her. "Does your husband know you applied for this position." "Yes." "So the suggestion was okay with him?" "Yes and he thought I'd have a great chance of winning selection if I had time to show you my charms." "Show your charms?" Buck faltered. "Yes Frank loves the way I smile and thinks my personality is open and appealing. He also knows I am acknowledged as having high professional competency." "You thought I meant show you're my breasts, didn't you?" she laughed. Buck grinned and looking at Tony who was rolling his eyes upwards said, "I really think you and I will really enjoy developing a great working relationship Scarlett." "So do I. God I hope your fiancée doesn't hate me." "Too bad if she does. My objective was to land a good PA, not to buy a fight." The three of them walked across the road to the Courthouse. The timing of that was good. The group of people standing outside the Courthouse had their backs to them but turned when one of them said, "Here comes the mayor-elect." Gloria and Jessie were in that group of people and their expressions appeared to freeze when they saw Scarlett. * * * Actually it wasn't too bad, Buck soon decided. Once Jessie and Gloria had checked out Scarlett's hair and lipstick, cleavage and waited to see her turn to check out the butt and legs and once Scarlett carried out the same appraisal of Buck's two attractive women the smiles between them appeared warmer and the three women moved in closer together. With introductions complete the filed into the Courthouse Gloria hissed to Buck, "Scarlett." "I can't be responsible for her name," he whispered defensively. "You chose her because of her breasts." "Nah I let the four with bigger tits go, thinking that would please you. But I was wrong." "Oh darling, thank you for being so sensitive and thinking about any impact on me. I think she's lovely." Buck thought it was ironic just how quickly women allowed their thinking to change. Inside the Courthouse Tony introduced Buck to the police and the fire chiefs and Tony looked rather thoughtful as he watched Buck hug and kiss Policewoman Officer Sally Monk and yet Buck appeared not to know her husband because Sally introduced Buck to Kevin. And then when Buck reached David Dell the two guys hugged as if they were great friends and yet Tony couldn't think what they'd have in common. Tony waited for the TV crew to finish setting up and then went through and returned with Judge Eric Manners and Tony was surprised again when the two slapped each other on the back. "Buck's dad and I went through school together," said the judge and that satisfied Tony's curiosity. "So bad legal drafting permitted you to sneak in to qualify for election," Judge Manners whispered to the mayor-elect.' "Yeah, I guess these things are sometimes meant to happen." The judge laughed and said that deficiency would have to be remedied in a revision of the City Charter." "Perhaps not in my time," Buck grinned and the Judge roared with laughter, resulting in everyone else wondering had Buck told the judge a really filthy joke. Buck was sworn in first and the reporters and camera crew had left before the Judge completed the swearing in of the two re-elected councilors and the two new councilors-elect. Everyone else then trooped over to the council chambers for lunch with other councilors. After meeting all the councilors and wives and then wives of council executives Sally Monk button-holed Buck and said quietly, "Why was I chosen to be a guest at the swearing in ceremony. Was it because I have big breasts?" Buck looked down at her chest and said honestly, "I wasn't aware at all of that part of your anatomy." "Well if I unbutton my tunic and you see them tumble out..." "Sally I'm all for women cops, that's all. Oh and you were so courteous to me when you breath-tested me and found the reading was marginal, at least you said it was marginal." "God you remembered that. Oh you lovely man. I'm sure the city's going to be a much better place now we have you at the helm." "Thank you Sally. Always feel free to say hi when you see me. I see you as a great image of a modern police officer Sally. Go safely." "Thank you sir." Buck frowned." "Thank you Buck. Buck grinned and Sally smiled. Buck was talking to two of the other wives when he heard Kevin Monk say to his wife, "Jesus Sally did I just hear you call Mayor Buxton Buck?" "I have no idea what you can or cannot hear Kevin. Why don't you go and talk to my new friend Buck." Buck smiled and the woman who was talking said she didn't think it was funny that some people were living in substandard houses." "Oh I apologize ma'am. Exactly what are you doing about the plight of some people living in substandard houses." "Pardon me?" "We all have a responsibility toward the welfare of our neighbours ma'am." "Is that so. Well I don't happen to know any near-destitute people." "Well ladies I must continue to circulate," Buck smiled and noticed the moaning woman appeared to have rather flat chest. That figures he thought; happiest women had expanded bosoms. * * * Later when Buck and Gloria were driving out to the dealership, Gloria said she was meeting Scarlett for lunch on Friday. Buck frowned, "But you didn't appear to like her?" "Oh that? It was just the territorial female version of the thing males have. We actually got along very well. Buck just because you are addicted toward big-breasted women I don't believe you'll seduce all of them... there are just too many. Anyway Scarlett told me she has two children." Huh? Buck scratched his nuts and wondered if that final comment was some sort of code. He thought about Gloria's completely unfair allegation that he was addicted toward big-breasted woman. What the fuck was that supposed to mean? What was wrong with small tits or no tits? He had no idea and decided if people forgot about over-focusing on tits there would be no discontent and all the other rubbish discussed about them and about men who had a thing about them. Tits simply caught his attention because they were the most attractive feature of an adult female. Many women were ugly but still had great breasts. On analysis it appeared to him that women totally under-estimated their prime assets. God he'd heard woman greatly prize brainpower as the greatest female asset. That was a total load of crap. Gloria's Second Wedding Ch. 07 Tony said Gloria was napping so called his parents. "Hi mom. I emailed on Tuesday I won the mayoralty race. I've have just been sworn in by Judge Manning. "Oh my darling boy. We always knew you'd be successful and get where you wanted to be. And how is Eric?" "He was in fine form and looks healthy. I forget to ask him about Mrs Manning." "Perhaps it was just as well you didn't," his mom sighed, adding that Moira Manning had been killed in a road accident at least six years ago. "Oh." "Are you sure you have what it takes to be a mayor darling? God heaven help the city with you in charge of water and sewerage and the police and fire departments." "It will be fine mom, believe me." "And is Gloria beside herself in excitement, preparing for the wedding?" "I don't think so. I've been keeping her busy and tomorrow she has the big open day at work. We are all pitching in to help her." His mom sighed. "Oh how cruel Charles. She'll have a thousand and one things to do and will want you out of the way." "Really?" "Yes really Charles." Buck was left wondering what on earth would Gloria have to do? He'd purchased a new suit, new sock, new shoes and a new shirt and belt a week ago. He had nothing more to do. He and Gloria had decided not to become involved in pre-wedding parties so he only just had the wedding ahead of him, plus work at City Hall and work at the dealership. Buck new he'd only get in Gloria's way if he hung about two much and decided to go off soon after noon and Wednesday fishing and return on Thursday. He called Gloria and she thought that would be a great idea and would give her breathing space (whatever that meant). He then told her to keep away from the dealership on Sunday, that he would supervise the cleanup after the hosting on the open day and she could do whatever she wished to do on Sunday. "Oh you are such a darling boy. Take Jessie with you on your overnight fishing trip. I won't mind." "Jessie?" "Yes you must see how she often looks at you." "Jesus Gloria Brett would kill me and Jessie would end our beautiful friendship the day after." "Have you not thought of Jessie in that way?" "No," Buck lied. "But she has magnificent tits." "No I said." "Gee Buck you must be getting old." Buck ended that call almost reeling. God it sound like Gloria was open to him having a bit on the side. During the next two hours Buck thought about that conversation on and off and finally he called Rosemary Dell wondering if she'd tell him to go and get lost. "Oh hi Buck," she said. "How's that dick of yours?" She was such a slut and he was too, he grinned, as the call ended. Rosemary called Buck to confirm it was all on and she sounded so happy. That made him think perhaps her relationship with her guy had some problems. Perhaps the guy didn't really like women who came on strongly? As for himself, they were the only women for him. Open day was a fantastic success. Initially Buck thought people were arriving just to say hi to the new mayor but demos turned into sales or orders for folk wanting a vehicle to their specifications and his people were practically run off their feet. All sorts of people turned up including two look alike women who whispered to him they had big breasts and of course he delighted them when he ginned and said so he'd noticed and poured them coffee or sodas and offered fresh-cooked barbecued food. They even sold seventeen vehicles off the pre-owned lot, several to late teenagers, compared with the usual spring Saturday off-load of ten or eleven vehicles. Buck was delighted and even more so when he and Stan Grayson had a chinwag towards the end of the day and Stan said gravely, "We are more or less in the crap. A huge hole has been bitten out of our inventory. Oh Gloria's pre-owned car has gone at least and we received five offers on the 200 convertible she drives and ended with eight orders for a convertible but no doubt some orders will fall over." At the end of the day when Stan and Buck were having a beer Stan said, "Buck that girl has more to her and sexy hair and a big bra." "What girl?" Buck said gravely. "Er Gloria." "Oh yeah." "If you want my advice this business is not big enough for both of you and me. Perhaps I best move out." "Nah it's good listening to your thoughts Stan. Let's have a little change around here. You take the title of chairman and make her managing-director." "But what about you?" "Well I already have a morning job with some night work. I think I'll spend my afternoon with one of the council accountants going through all of the suggest, planned, costed and then deferred projects over the past eight years and trace where the money is for those projects that were deferred. And when that work is done I will use that same cost-accountant to examine all the requisitions for changes to council departments and accommodation over the past ten years and trace what has been accomplished and what needs remain and then we'll look at a global approach of altering the current building to meet current accommodation needs and to be flexible enough to meet future needs in the face of developments in computerization and greater miniaturization of work processes etc, etc. We may have to bring in specialist consultants." "And who will pay for that?" "I'll take a full salary and the cost accountant will be paid extra to pull his finger out to get more of his regular work done in the morning." "Well I see merit in what you say. Study the problems carefully my good man." Buck went to City Hall and pulled the Director of Finance out of observing progress in a training meeting of his executives to made his request. "I apologize for pulling you out of that meeting Amy." "It's fine. You are the mayor and everyone heard Mary call that the mayor wanted me." "That must have raised a laughed." Amy smiled and said it had been rather embarrassing, that people these days had sex on their minds. Buck explained what he wanted and why he wanted a trusted cost-accounted to work alongside him. Buck thought his PA would be competent enough to dig out the files they wanted and to search the paper trails. "I have a brilliant person for you, a cost accountant who has asked me for more exciting or at least more meaningful work. "Oh good, could we talk to him now." Army began walking off and so Buck went with her. "Hannah, this is Mayor Buxton." Ah yes. Hannah was a young married woman and was um, beautifully stacked. Buck felt his ears redden thinking both women probably knew of his addiction. "Every afternoon you say?" "Yes Monday to Fridays baring emergencies and no other work-related phone calls and that goes for both of us." "From noon." "For 12:30 and my PA will provide us with lunch that we can eat while we plant, strategize and move on from there." "You have an MBA don't you that includes an extension into public administration?" "Yes Hannah." "Then yes Mayor Buxton. I'd be delighted to work on this special project with you. It could easily take at least six months." "That was my thinking too. Um I didn't ask for you Hannah and the truth is I was expected to be teamed with a guy, you know working in our shirt-sleeves kind of stuff." "I know. I guessed something was up when I say Amy's sly smile as you guys arrived. You'd be unaware I have been pestering her for some more exciting and more satisfying work." "Well thanks for taking on the task with me Hannah. Please call me Buck. We will target at finishing at 5:00 each afternoon." "Fine I have a wee daughter to collect from my mother's care and dinner to get. Paul will be delighted I have this opportunity. He claims I've become bitchy because I've become bored in my work. Paul is an employment consultant." Last to Come Gloria's Second Wedding Ch. 08 Buck fully briefing Tony the city manager about the special project and asked that it be reported in such a way to the council that there would be no suspicion about a building remodeling was raised prematurely. Tony said he could accomplish that easily. "I can also produce countless reports on deferred projects and there is a clear trail of deferred appropriations now buried as investments for you to follow." "Good man." Buck returned to the dealership and called a meeting with Stan and Gloria and his wife-to-be was almost blown away by her elevation. "When does this take effect?" she asked, bosom moving rapidly. "I'll call Jessie now to draft the contracts and fill in numbers." "Stan are you happy about this?" "I regard it as a brilliant turn of events. You are a very bright and competent young lady." When Stan left the office, Gloria was all over Buck. "My darling. This opportunity exceeds anything I'd dreamed of." Buck kissed her and grinned, patting her butt. "With me you get opportunities," he said, expansively. On Monday evening Gloria had most of the wedding party to Buck's house for supper. Brett would be best man, Jessie chief bridesmaids and there were two other bridesmaids chosen by Gloria and their partners, all but one guy being long known to Buck so it certainly was not a gathering of strangers. Next day Buck arranged with Army Harrington for Hannah to be released to him from 12:30 on Monday week when he and Gloria would have returned to the city from their honeymoon of their mutual choice, a three-city tour taking in Ottawa, Montreal and Quebec. They'd both been to Toronto/Niagara Falls. Earlier when he'd gone to his office that he'd only seen briefly on his first visit to the City Hall, Scarlett was already there to greet him and had been arranging fresh flowers. "Do we kiss?" She blushed and said she didn't think so and hastily said she was settled in at her workstation. "It's a little busy out there. Come in and work over there at the sofas if you require quiet and or privacy where or not I'm in here, er unless I have people here. "Thanks. What now?" Buck glanced at her breast and could have sworn they moved forward and up slightly. "Call on my aides in including my driver. This will be our first meeting and I need to ensure I know who they are and what they specialize in, how they think they are knitted as a time and that they know you call the shots as team leader in my absence." "Oh god." "We had discussed that on the day you decided to work for me remember?" "Oh yeah. Buck I'm a little..." "Don't be Scarlett. You have been given a mission, please discharge it to the best of your ability and if you require counseling some to me. However I know you can do it.'' The meeting went very well. Andrea the talkative communications manager said, "But who is Scarlett, none of us know her and have any idea of her leadership qualities?" Buck had said dryly, "Well Scarlett is my chief aid and not you or anyone else Andrea so please cooperate and accept what's cast in stone. If you have any problems I want you to come to me but make very, very sure they are matters of considerable substance otherwise don't waste my time. Do you understand?" "Yes Mayor Buxton." "Right thanks Andrea. I can see we will get on well. All of you call me Buck except on formal occasions or in situations where common sense tells you to address me formerly. Okay Scarlett, tell us about your academic qualifications, your work experiences and the awards you have won." That went very well. When the others had department Scarlett said, "Thanks for me immersion into the team. I believe the team accepted what you said. I am so grateful." "It's what you were entitled to receive from me Scarlett. We do work on the same team. Could you print out the CVs of my team but not Gavin my driver? I'll go out and chat to him now while we look over the limo." "I've seen the limo. Despite all the office equipment and Internet connection stuff the back seat is very roomy. There's plenty of room for..." She tailed off and said, "Um to sleep if you are tired." "Yes and I expect you and I will travel together to regional local government meetings in the limo. Could you please become familiar with operating everything." "Yes certainly. God this is a huge step up from my previous job and actually all jobs before that." "Great and I have every confidence in you." On Wednesday at noon Buck called Gloria to say he was about to leave. "You'll camp night on the Volt Stream you said." "Yeah," he lied. "I've never fished it before. Apparently it doesn't yield great catches but occasional some good browns have been taken for it. It is easy going and I'll be in no danger being alone. I'll have my phone so feel free to see if I'm in range. I'm also packing a CB radio for emergencies." "Good boy. I'm about to meet Jessie in the city to discuss my draft contract over lunch." "Great and I remember we have a wedding practice with the celebrant at the country club at 4:00 on Thursday." Buck drove 30 miles east of the city and booked into the Waterford Inn for his reserved suite, signing his name as Charles Buxton and that matched the name and signature on his Gold Card. Throughout the stay none of the staff or management appeared to recognize him and that was scarcely surprising because the mainstay of the business was not tourism but couples and perhaps threesomes and foursomes on dirty weekends. Buck relaxed for a while, having a beer in the suite and then changed and left a note, "Gone angling in front of this Inn. XXX." He reeled in a total of four fish and tossed them back, being not interest in fish only a little above minimum size to keep. The dulcet call seemed to float along the riverbank: "Hi Buck." He had crossed to the other side, saw her and waved. "Hi Rosemary," he called, not adding darling in case she used that endearment to judge him as being shallow. It was only a stream so they were not all that far apart. "Darling they asked was I Mrs Buxton and I said yes. Was that okay." Darling? Wow. Rosemary appeared ripe for a whoring time." "Yes of course. This place will be a pillar of discretion because their livelihood depends on it." "The suite is lovely, I found you note thanks. Are you freezing?" "No I have my thermals on and these waders have extra insulation. I've had enough of this. We'll have to go elsewhere tomorrow." "I didn't bring a rod. I had not idea we would be fishing and when I packed I had to be seen to be going to a media seminar." "Yes and that's understood. They have hire gear here." "You go back and I'll go up and cross over the footbridge. I'll meet you in the lounge for coffee after I shower." Walking back Buck thought of this night away from home. He'd had a number of affairs with women, many of them married women, that went beyond a quick rut but inevitably there was a sense of urgency on both sides to have it off and get off home or at least back into a safe environment devoid of finger pointing. This time he and Rosemary appeared destined to come together slowly, without fear of possible detection, without having the clock speaking so to speak. In all probability he'd have access to her three major orifices. Jesus, he groaned, walking a little stiffly but attributing that to the waders. He showed, shaved for the second time that day, dressed and went down to the ground floor patting his dick and confident it was in perfect working order and would do its best is sustain him for the duration. Forty-five minutes later they were together in their suite. Rosemary eyed him and said huskily, "Undress me." The released tits appeared to cascade into his two waiting hands like waterfalls or perhaps more accurately, rather like released bean bags. Beautiful. He licked and sucked them until Rosemary whimpered 'Omigod' and pushed him away slightly and began undressing him. Once they where both nude Rosemary sank to he knees and slowly swallowed most of the length of his dick while Buck reached down and squeezed both breasts gently. Rosemary obviously knew what she was doing. She didn't get him excited and when he fired she took the small ejaculation into her mouth and then spat it into her cleavage and massaged the goo into her flesh. Without warming Buck tossed her on to the sofa on to her knees and she squealed. He sank his mouth between the cheeks of her ass, slide down to lick pussy and then licked up to her anus and then slowly his tongue gained entry. Rosemary began hammering her clit and suddenly she squealed and heaved into a release. From then on they took it slowly, had a long bout of vaginal intercourse and then showered and went down to dinner and later returned and fucked until they feel asleep while still attempting to complete yet one more bout, this time anal sex. Around 8:00 next morning Rosemary awoke Buck and handed him a glass of free-squeezed juice. She then presented her gaping pussy and they went at it again, quite refreshed and finally completely with a big bang, Buck releasing just ahead of Rosemary. Three hours later when they stopped their cars at a highway refreshment center near the city for coffee, Rosemary said tiredly, "We must do this often." Buck replied yeah, having no idea if they ever would. He recalled most women with whom he'd engaged in licentious behavior always left him with the impression they would like future encounters. It was a comforting comment for him but then again perhaps they only said that to convince themselves they were not one-night sluts. They didn't appear to understand that he preferred his casual women to behave like sluts. * * * Buck drove to City Hall. He had thirty minutes to spare before his meeting with David Dell and his team. He was at his desk when Scarlett knocked and came in with fresh flowers that had just been delivered. She finished the arrangement on the meeting table and then was bent over the coffee table fiddling with the bowl arrangement when she said, "I hope you can't seen everything." Buck couldn't help himself. "Open your knees wider." She did that and he said no and she opened them really wide and pulled her dress hem higher. "Not quite to your stocking tops from where I'm sitting." "Well that's a relief," she turned and smiled. "Thanks for the floral arrangements but the small showing was pretty good too." "I've always been told I have great legs. I cycle quite a bit and that has kept them toned after having my children. But it's taken long hard work to get improvement." "That's the best time of improvement in physical body shaping." "Yes I know." "Um I'm not against... we you know... I mean I hope you do." "Yes sweet lady. I think we both know. But there's no hurry and I say never in this building, okay." "Yes I agree. We both need to apply risk management." "I've been taken a couple of times to a great little place called the Waterford Inn since my marriage, um not by my husband. Do you know it?" "Yes I've been there. As you say a great little place. I must take you there sometime." Scarlett's eyes sparkled. After the meeting with David and his team, where Buck asked them to place all of the deferred capital expenditure projects on their lists into order of priority, he left for the wedding rehearsal at the country club. It was no big deal as all the bridesmaid's were married and knew what to do and how to stand their partner in place. Everyone stayed on for a few drinks and then dispersed. Buck and Gloria were glad to have an early night. They sat watching TV and drank juice and chatted. Later they had light sex and went to sleep, Gloria saying she was not working next day, the last day before the wedding, because she had so much to do. Buck wondered what the hell could she find to do but left it, knowing it would produce answers he had little interest in. "What will you do?" "I have three meetings in the morning at City Hall and then in the afternoon with Scarlett on a tour of the city waterworks and the sewerage plant." "Yuck will she like that?" "Probably not. But she will be showing me how to work the fax machine and turn everything else on to receive incoming messages for on occasions when she'd not traveling with me and any aide I have with me has forgotten how to work the equipment." "Well Scarlett travel out of town with you?" "Yes fairly frequently and to regional conferences with you as well if you wish to attend." "How do you feel about traveling alone with Scarlett?" "Pretty relaxed. It's part of her job. But if you rather me not..." "No is okay. This presents the opportunity for me to ask if you do have sex with any other women please always use a condom." "Are you expecting me to have sex with other women?" "Yes. Christ Buck even I would be tempted to have sex with Scarlett. She's a real honey." "I'll let you know when she'd free," Buck laughed easily and then something made him add to that. He adopted a serious tone and said, "I remain conscious of the fact that she is the mother of two small children." "Yes I know," Gloria said seriously. "That's partly why I approve of her being your PA but of course I am aware of how many behave when they feel like howling at the moon. Goodnight." "Goodnight," Buck said, turning into her and draping and arm over her body that was something Gloria really liked, He was glad the conversation had stopped right there. He went to sleep thinking about pushed his dick over the back of a woman's tanned and well-conditioned legs, wondering where she'd steer it. The woman turned her face to him and she appeared to be a stranger. He went to sleep before attempting to use his mind to change the face to Scarlett's. * * * It was raining on Saturday morning. The women were having their hair done at the house and Buck was sent off with his clothes and told by his mom who was supervising activity at the house and keeping a supply of coffee going not to see Gloria until she arrived for her wedding. Gloria's mom arrived just as Buck was leaving. She kissed him and cried and called him such a wonderful man. God if they only knew he was one of the world's worst exploiters of women, Buck cringed. His father had gone visiting Judge Manning and other old pals and Brett was working till 12:30 so Buck was at a loose end. He went into a coffee shop and someone waved to him and he saw it was Officer Monk. She was out of uniform. "Hi Sally," he said, leaning over to kiss her cheek but she gave him her lips. "Get you coffee and goodies and join me Buck." Other people acknowledged him and he finally made it to the counter to order and then back to join Sally. "It's your wedding day today I believe. I saw two cars and four officers had been assigned to maintain a presence at the country club." "No request was made for that?" "I know but mom and dad are guests and you are our city's mayor." "Now can you see my breasts." Buck had already noticed but her looked again, grinned and said, "They're beauties." "Would you like to get together with me sometime?" "If we can find an opportunity Sally. My thinking it will be difficult for both of us." "Where there's a will there's a way Buck. I really would like you to closely attend to my breasts." "Do you ever call them tits?" "No why." "It's one of my favorite words." "One day not too distant I'd like you to play with my tits Buck." "Is that a promise?" "It really is Buck. It would be the first time I've played around since my marriage four years ago." "Well as we both know, we'll have to be very, very careful." "Yeah right." "Dad is looking forward to seeing your dad at the wedding. They used to do a lot of hunting together in their late teens." "Yeah well that will be good. I won't know most of the people there." "Um Buck have you heard of a good place for naughty weekends called the Waterford Inn?" "Yeah but I'd try to find a more secure place. The wife of someone I know went there and her husband found out. He wouldn't tell me how he'd found out about her adulterous affair but let slipped she'd gone there." "Omigod, loose talk but one of the staff members or even the owners I bet. I'll have to begin researching for more secure places." "Um Sally do you go fishing?" "No I'd cry seeing a fish caught." "What about camping out." "Hell no not without my gun." "Hmmm I reckon screwing you is going to be more difficult than it would appear." "Dad and mom have a camper van. What about I borrow it one weekend?" "Brilliant. Perhaps we can arrange something out of that. I really like the thought of sucking a tit and slipping into your pussy Sally." Sally began breathing heavily and said, "Stop that Buck. You're making me leak." They stayed talking and had more cups of coffee and finally Buck found it was time to go to meet Brett for lunch. Reluctantly he said goodbye to Sally and she appeared close to tears. Christ. He almost swaggered out of that coffee house. However while waiting for Brett to finish with a customer, Buck sat outside on the ancient seat made out of similarly thick tree branches and thought his life had taken off again, more than expected. He had anticipated buying into a business of course and playing around with hot women but at the time of his homecoming he'd certainly not thought of giving Gloria her second wedding. Indeed he'd expected her to ignore her totally. Well she was getting more than a wedding. Their relationship, admittedly a bit hollow on his part... er rather hollow on his part... had really turned her life around and becoming chief executive of the dealership had presented her with the huge business challenge she'd yearned for but had told him she'd thought it would always remain a dream. The run-up to the wedding had been completely overshadowed by the mayoral election and he'd never forget the effort she'd put into his campaign. She really did have the knack of managing people. He loved her, well as best he could, and would give her kids when she was ready, their kids and he looked forward to that. But even Gloria would realize he would not change much from what he was: shallow. "Hi pal, ready for your big day," Brett said, pushing his hand through the open window and ruffling Buck's hair. "Should be great this evening for the evening rise on the river. Follow me and we'll begin our slow run up to 4:00 at the country club. You have decide to remarry I take it? Buck grinned and started the motor. * * * Gloria was in her element, people milling around her, the two mothers calling for calm and yet appearing to do their best at generating panic by taking turns to shout, "Oh my goodness look at the time." Jessie was helping her to dress. God Jennie was such a great friend although she appeared ready to grab Buck for sex the second he relented. Gee that would probably be the best body Buck had ever plowed although that sultry Scarlett looked a real honey. Very fuckable women appeared to gather around Buck like bees round a honey pot. Why was that? Perhaps she ought to have settled on a gawky guy for her second husband, a guy who was only mildly interested in sex who would recite his wedding vows with conviction. Like hell. "That was a beautiful smile," Jessie said, doing up the 32 buttons on the back of the double-sided silk satin, delicately covered with rosebud vintage lace. Gloria was still a little breathless about what she'd paid the dressmaker but Buck had said to buy the wedding outfit she wanted and totally disregard price. Well she was unlikely to have a third wedding. "What have you planned for in bed tonight?" Jennie said. "You two had probably done it in every known position." Gloria's Second Wedding Ch. 08 Gloria poked her tongue at her friend. "Well I guess we will let it all hang out, you know choosing our favorite ways. But I have saved my butt for tonight, that is if he's interested." "Does he know that?" Gloria sighed and said no but she guessed if she stuck her butt in his face he'd receive a clear message. "Would you like me to tell him about what awaits him?" "No thanks. Um Jessie, just how well do you know Buck?" "He's never had his fingers over me if that's what you mean. I can't say I'm not interested and you are my best friend and... well the answer is no, dammit it." "God Jessie he's probably fucking every other woman around and laying off you. It must be devastating to know just how much he values his friendship with Brett." "Yeah he's closer to Brett than any other person other than immediate family and me and if the truth's known, perhaps closer than only with me." "You take the opportunity if it comes your way." "Thanks Bunny. You know I believe Buck is not plowing women left, right and center. We know he has this thing about big tits but have you heard any whispers about him plugging women?" Gloria looked surprised and said no. "I certainly haven't. I'd have to say at the most perhaps just one or two and he'd be very careful because he loves you and would not like to see you hurt." "Buck loves me? You have to be joking. Well perhaps he does a bit." "That's bulldust Bunny and you know it. You stand in front of a fast advancing car and you'll see whether Buck loves you or not." "You mean he'd be prepared to risk his life for me?" "Yes although that's probably more to do with gallantry and saving his potential unborn children but there would be some love at the bottom of all that. Yes you can count on Buck to be there for you. I see it in his relationship with Brett. Buck is that kind of guy, a guy always prepared to go the full distance with anything." "Yeah well you're right about that. Tell me did Brett fuck you more after the year your wedding than in the year leading up to marriage." "God, give me time to think." They both laughed but Gloria's mom Amelia came into the bedroom and said, "Come on you two, you haven't all day to lay about laughing." "Yes Mrs West." "Jessie I think it's time you began calling me Amelia now that you are maturing as a woman." "Maturing, oh god," said the 34-year old. They began laughing and Buck's mom came into the room and raised tension by pointedly saying, "The clock's ticking. Buck won't stand around if you're late Gloria." "What?" Gloria screamed, that bringing the bridesmaids rushing to them along with the two hairdressers and make-up specialist to produce further delays. But Jessie quickly got everything sorted and told the two mothers to start laying out some snacks and cool drinks but no alcohol, that the two bottles of champagne were to drink in the People Mover van taking them to the country club. "W-what if I choke and c-can't say my lines?" "Shut up Bunny. You know you'll get my shoe toe ripping into your ankle if you attempt any pathetic behavior. I'd have to do that because that's why brides have a chief bridesmaid, to exercise control." "God you are a tough slut Jessie." "Yeah and you remember that. And I don't want you doing a blow job in front of everyone assembled." Aghast, Gloria said, "You don't mean..." "I mean blowing your nose hard," Jessie said wickedly. Gloria considered that and then said shakingly, "I-I might b-be better off without b-bridesmaids." "Hush this is only nervous talk. Everything is going to be fine darling and we'll have a really great day. Would you like sex to calm you?" "I-I would have to get out of this dress and it would delay us." "Darling that was just a tease and y-y-y-you k-know that-that." They laughed and Gloria said, "God Jessie you are a wonderful friend." Gloria would remember the ride to her wedding for the rest of her life. It was nothing like her first wedding. The wedding party hadn't been aware that one of the local radio stations had several times broadcast that the wedding was on that morning and had given the route of the bride and the time she'd be traveling to the county club. However women around the bride were all aware of the lovely photograph of Gloria and Buck on the front page of the Guardian that morning under the heading, 'Popular Mayor Weds Today' and the caption gave brief details including the time of the wedding. Amelia had snorted, "Fancy calling him popular when Buck has only been in the job five minutes." His mom had said mildly, "Don't you think Charles won the contest massively by popular vote?" Amelia had smiled and said, "Yes of course, I hadn't thought of it like that and I guess they paper took your approach. My word you look beautiful in purple, so regal." At that Jessie had clapped her hands and called, "Guys can we get on with it." A few minutes later they began filing out, aware that some people had gathered outside in the street to view the bridal party. Many of the neighbors had met the bride of course and called out, "Have a wonderful day Gloria." Gloria waved and thought it was so sweet. Once they were seated, the driver of the People Mover called "All aboard for the hottest wedding in the city this year" and slowly moved off, his passengers laughing and Jessie and one of the other bridesmaids popped the champagne corks. As the van pulled out into the street a patrol car pulled along in front of them and with lights flashing it led them off, siren sounding softly. "Omigod," cried some of the women. "The cop at the wheel is the niece of the Chief of Police, Buck knows her," Jessie called. "How well?" queried one of the bridesmaids and all the younger women including the bride giggled. "Omigod, look at all the people out on their lawns waving," Amelia called. "I've never seen anything like this in this city for a wedding." "It's because Gloria is on her way to marry the city's popular Mayor," Jessie said slyly and that raised a big laugh. A TV crew stopped the bridal party at the gates of the country club and filmed them in the car and they went ahead a bit and waved for the patrol car to proceed up the hill and that brief journey by the two vehicles was also filmed. The cops paused at the top of the hill to allow the TV crew to get into position to film the bridal party arriving and then pass between all the catering staff standing in two lines to honor them. "Oh god I'm so excited at last; I need a pee." Jessie calmed Gloria, "There is a comfort stop arrange for us in the foyer. You and I go in together." "Ooooh," chorused the two other bridesmaids and that launched Gloria and Jennie into embarrassed giggling. Once they were all in line again the wedding music commenced and the smiling general manager of the country club, Elizabeth Scott, looking stunning in a very modern black cocktail dress, kissed Gloria lightly on both cheeks and then led the procession into the member's lounge for the ceremony. As they bridal party neared the low stage the groom and his attendants turned to and smiled at the advancing women. The bride stepped up the two steps. She had no problem with that in her mid-calf scalloped hemmed dress. Gloria gave Buck a dazzling smile. The music stopped and the celebrant cleared her throat noisily. "Might we get on with it," Buck called loudly. "Oh glory be," Gloria more than whispered. "I'm having my second wedding." THE END Gloria's Second Wedding She said persuasively, "You are young and have returned to live in this city and so you'll see it has declined and having been in business you know what has to be done to pump life and style back into your old hometown." "As one councilor I would only be one voice out of seven, or eight when including the mayor." "Well run against our fat, lazy incumbent mayor." "This town wouldn't accept a 32-year old to be mayor." "Says who?" "I really have no idea." "Buck dear, now listen to me. I'm not without influence in this town through being a member of some eleven organizations, and I'm president of five of them. Here's my card. When you arrive home please email me a copy of your CV and explain in fifty words what you promise to do to uplift the image of Brixton Junction within the first 100 days of your election." "Well I've think about what you have proposed Mrs Eliot and if I decide to toss my name into the ring I'll send you my CV." "Good boy. I saw you eying Gloria West or were you eying her mom?" Buck grinned and said he and Gloria were in the same class at senior high school. "Are you aware she's recently divorced and is living back home?" "No. I am sorry about that." "You and Gloria would be a fine match." "Perhaps Mrs Eliot but right now don't you think Gloria would prefer to never again have anything to do with men?" "Perhaps. On the other hand if she hasn't had sex for sometime then men will be on her mind." "I like the way you think Mrs Eliot," he grinned. "You are such a darling young man Buck. Now don't procrastinate sending me that CV." Driving home Buck thought what had he to lose. Yes he'd accept the invitation to Sunday's lunch. When emailing his acceptance Buck continued on to action Thelma Eliot's request for his CV and a fifty-word list of promises. More to Come