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The Dark Lady Ch. 01

By: SierraSprite



Author's Note - A tale in many parts of a single mother and her son and their adventures in the great Southwest.


 Part 1 - A Strange and Tangled Beginning

Ted had several math problems to work on, and was moving as soon as his phone chimed at him. When he got to the kitchen, his mother was standing in the dim light fixing hot milk to take to bed with her. Ted and Kim were night owls, but she went to bed late, and he got up early. 

There was an elaborate espresso machine on the counter, which he set for his usual nonfat latte.

She walked into his arms. "It is alarming that I have to look up at you after so many years of hugging you to my front." Kim had very fine breasts and Ted cherished memories of his head buried between them.

He caressed her breast and pinched the large nipple at the end. "That's not permitted."

"I am eighteen now. No more restrictions on sex."

"I don't do men."

"Your only child, a male conceived anonymously in college, is now eighteen and an adult. Old rules have changed." His voice was husky and authoritative.

She tried to wrestle out of his grip, but he tightened and raised her off the floor. She tried to kick his shin but he put her over his shoulder and carried her to bed. "Stay there, I'll get your milk."

Her night dress was on the floor, but the sheet covered her. He handed over the warm mug and turned out the light. 

Silence. Finally, she said, "We are going to talk?"

"Before the party, we are. Today would be good. What about a picnic at the mine?"

She didn't answer. He pulled the sheet off and grasped a foot. He worked over the many bones and muscles and tendons. His tongue licked between the toes. 

"This is some kind of torture?"

"I am attracted to your feet. Actually, I am attracted to all of you. But your feet especially. I see you in those impossible heels and worry you will damage them."

He resumed his flexing and massaging of the foot. She offered the other, but pulled the sheet over her important parts.

She was dozing off when he finished. He arranged the covers and kissed her cheek. He needed to finish the math problems.

His concentration was intense, but distracted by the coming party. She had managed, all those years ago, to be impregnated nine months before her birthday. She did it deliberately, making sure that all three of her target inseminators got a good dose of sperm into her that evening. But her contrary son arrived at five minutes to midnight, thus depriving her of synchronization with her own natal day. They celebrated together anyway, one year on his day, the next year on her adjoining day. This year, it was neither, because the event needed to be on a Friday to accommodate the staff members.

After an hour's drive in the desert to the southeast, and then miles on a rocky road, she pulled over at an abandoned mine tunnel. There was a story about her acquisition of the mine, but he didn't have all the details.

A concealed locker provided chairs, a table, and some tools. It was February, and cool in the brilliant sunshine. He unpacked the lunch. There were fancy sandwiches from her favorite upscale deli, and a bottle of expensive champagne.

She poured two glasses and they toasted their birthdays. She was forty and not happy about that signpost of aging. They looked at each other. She asked, "Is this your talk or my talk?"

She began, "It's time for me to tell you about how you came to be. It's not a good story, at least in the beginning."

He stopped her there. "Did you get pregnant the regular way?"

"Yes."

"But you didn't know the guy, or know much about him?"

"No."

"But you had me without the guy around, and you have tried to make up for no father in my life, and you still love me?"

"Yes."

"Maybe that's all I need to know."

There was a long silence.

"You don't want my trip, is that it?" She had a floppy hat and dark sunglasses on and was trying to look mysterious.

"Not exactly, but close. You shouldn't worry about the missing dad business. There are a lot of guys in my school with no dads around. Killed in drug wars. Still in Mexico, or Vietnam, or Thailand, with no green card. Got transferred to some snowy place and left the family here. Sees them a few times a year."

"You are telling me you are tough enough to deal with it?"

"I guess. There's lots worse things could have happened to us. We could be on the other side of the tracks, half starving, and you on the streets, begging, and having pimps after you. You'd be surprised at the stories I hear in school."

"This is why you fought me about boarding school? So you could get kicked around in a public high school and see the dark side?"

"You were fighting yourself. When I was ten or something like that, I asked about the strange people that came to the house, and you told me it helped to know people who did a lot of different things in life."

"Arfed myself, did I?"

'You saw my IQ score from school?"

"Yes, it's over 180, higher than mine."

"So you must have screwed a smart guy to make me?"

She laughed and blushed, "I guess."

"The point is we both have photographic memories, and we don't forget much. I can quote things you said to me when I was five and we were still in Santa Fe."

"You are going to hold all that against me?" She wasn't looking happy.

"Yes. The good and the bad both."

"I'm not sure I know what you mean?"

"For years, you have been the mystery woman in my life. I'm old enough and smart enough now to have some mysteries of my own. If you get angry, I am a legal adult. You can kick me out."

He stood and cut the talk short. "Let me drive back. A birthday present."

Sulking in the passenger seat as desert passed by, she felt herself sliding into one of her black, depressed moods. Shit!

Behind the wheel of the Mercedes, he was feeling full of himself and knew it. And sorry he had dumped on her at the mine. His plans didn't require that, so why did he do it?

He wanted to be alpha. In her distorted world, all males were beta, if that. She had played the amateur eugenics game and won. Now she had to deal with his maturing body and mind. Big, strong body, overflowing with testosterone and athletic skill. Big, agile, inquisitive brain. Investigator of secrets, especially hers. Hider of secrets, especially his.

But right now, he needed to snap her out of a birthday fugue. Looking at the beautiful form next to him, he made a resolution to keep her from the dumps from now on. That might be a challenge, a big challenge, even for him. 

"When did you decide all your employees were going to be bisexual women? Correction: beautiful, bisexual women?"

"I'll tell you, but just for my curiosity's sake, when did you first notice that little detail?"

"Just after my birthday. You sent me to the Garrison Street house with an urgent message for Laura. I think her phone died or something and you said to hop on my bike and zoom over there with a message to call you immediately. Because I was in a hurry, I just skipped through the patio door from the pool side and found Laura and Sarah getting each other off in a big way. They were embarrassed and didn't know what to do so they ran out and jumped in the pool. They started begging me not to tell. I sat on a lounger and said there had to be conditions. I told them to put their arms around each other and walk slowly to my end of the pool. They got about halfway and the water was down to their bellybuttons. Those four incredible tits were pointing at me, stiff as a board and glistening with water in the sunshine. Then I said they had to close their eyes and describe out loud in fine detail what they liked about their partner's tits. I said tits deliberately to give them a jolt."

"OMG, I never realized you were such a menace!"

"It started off slow and jerky, but they got into it. Both of them have great vocabularies and I was learning fast how to use words to turn on a woman about her breasts."

"By the time they got close to me, their hands were roaming and they were halfway to those orgasms I wrecked in the sunroom. I said I wanted to see them kiss while they kept their hands busy in each other. I started complimenting them, saying how impressed I was with their bodies, how great it was that they could enjoy each other, and how I thought it was more than ok for women to have sex with women. That's all it took. They stood in the water having really fine climaxes right in front of me. It was the first time I saw a woman come. I got towels and helped them dry off and said I would keep their secret forever and ever, and oh, by the way, call Kim."

"Ted, that is such a great story! Almost like porn."

"Yes, I had a terrific erection which my baggy pants were hiding. Before they let me go, I got a boyfriend style kiss from both of them and was almost found out."

Kim was laughing and wiggling in her seat. He knew the three of them were lovers, and she was probably imagining those perfect tits, and all the charms between their legs.

"Have you been sampling some of that special pussy yourself? They keep telling me how hot you are."

"Not yet. Selma said I couldn't until I was eighteen and legal."

"What about Sarah? I'm beginning to understand why she acts like a teenager around you."

"Sarah is special. She keeps having trouble with her required math courses for the psychology degree, and I'm helping her. I took her to Selma when she first asked, but Selma told her that I knew more college math than she did."

"You are a math tutor to Sarah. That's very kind of you."

"She's in love with you as well. Gets all spacey when we talk about Theo's mom." 

Kim laughed and looked at him. Her hand was between her legs. 

"Now that you have collected all this dirt on me, what are you going to do with it?"

"I haven't decided. Are you going to come clean with me about your nonpublic activities?"

She stared at him. They were not far from home. 

"You are planning some changes in my life, are you?"

"I've had conversations with Erica about that."

"I'm beginning to think I produced a real asshole. She's my confidential shrink."

"I've learned some ways of helping people talk. You know what she thinks about you, deep down?"

"We've never talked about her side of our relationship."

"She has wild fantasies of lesbian sex with you. Haven't you noticed the new body? That's for you. The first chance you get, take her out to dinner, fill her with booze, then take her to Keeler and beat and fuck the shit out of her."

"What about me?"

"She says you are a classic case of suppressed memories. The trauma of your teenage abuse is alive in your subconscious, driving weird behavior. She told me this because she decided she would never penetrate your wall of defenses, but I might."

"So, other than fucking the shit out of me, as you say, what other changes do you have in mind?"

They were pulling into the underground garage. He looked over and said, "You have five days to decide how to get fucked by your son. Consult Greek mythology. Then we will talk more. Is it true that no man's cock has been in you since I was conceived? I told Erica it was hard to believe, given how you and your body drive men wild."

"Yes!" she spat at him and walked quickly to the elevator.

The next few days were hard on Kim. She had never been so angry in her life. Twenty-eight years of hidden rage were coming unraveled. She had learned, in depression after the attack years ago, the motto about, "Don't get mad, get even." The doctors put her on anti-depressives, and as her mood came back, she fought a battle to internalize anger, rage and acting out. Over months and years, she forged an iron control over every aspect of her behavior. She joined the school acting troupe and buried herself in female characters, good and bad. In senior year, she played Lady MacBeth and was a sensation. In college, she drove herself to straight A's and joined a sorority. It took all her skill not to be typed as lesbian since she avoided any actual contact with a male. But she succeeded and carefully laid the framework for the last supreme act in her college career, making a baby. The three handsome, smart, athletic guys she came onto never knew what hit them. Her period had been in the middle of May, so Memorial Day weekend was perfect for breeding. She planted suggestions about a large party at her parent's lake cabin, and made sure the three fathers-to-be were invited. She stashed a special supply of high proof vodka in one of the kitchen cabinets. 

Her sorority sisters were encouraged to bring appropriate clothing to the lake, meaning no underwear and not much else. Her roommate whispered, "Jeannie, is there going to be a lot of sex?"

She giggled and whispered back, "I sure hope so, I am horny up to here."

Getting her egg flooded with sperm was the easy part. On the second evening of the party, everyone was worn down by a day on the water, and the booze was flowing. One after another, she invited the three lucky guys to help her with something in her upstairs bedroom. When they got there, she said quietly, "Close the door and drop your shorts."

Kim was looking out her window at the lake, wiggling her bare ass at the surprised guy. She turned her head and said, "I watched Julie getting it down there and I'm incredibly horny. Get busy."

The first two were so tense that they came in less than a minute. She squeezed as hard as she could and faked a big orgasm. They shot off squirt after giant squirt into her cunt and she moaned appreciatively. The third guy was a little suspicious and asked if she was pulling a train. She hugged him and stroked his big prick, which had already been in her roommate. "No, I am terribly jealous that you nailed my roommate before me. Now please get busy." He was tall and strong and not in a hurry. After several minutes, her insides were getting sore, but tingles were spreading and she knew she would come this time. The finale was a lot of fun, and his ample cock delivered the third load as she was shaking hard in her own orgasm. She told him to go back to the party, she would be right down. Instead, she stood on her head next to the bed for ten minutes, letting liquid deposits pool where they would do the most good.

At graduation, three weeks later, the early test was positive and she was all smiles for her family and classmates. The speeches went over her head as she shaped plans for the next critical year. It was essential to get far away from home and its history. Her grades and an impressive application letter resulted in an internship at an art gallery in St. Louis. She even found a tiny apartment within walking distance of the job and the riverfront. She meticulously developed a pregnancy diet and ran every evening along the water, under the giant metal arch. She grew her hair long and let her clothes out so that the belly bump and the enlarging breasts didn't show. 

She was given a full time job and a promotion in the first several months by making herself indispensable to the Director, to whom she went at five months and cried that she had made a terrible mistake at the end of college and let a guy have unprotected sex with her. She told the woman, sobbing, "he only did it once, damn him."

The Director understood about not marrying a guy she hardly knew and promised Jeannie her job back after the baby was born.

But three weeks after a healthy boy she named Theodore was born, Jeannie was in the Director's office explaining that the baby had a rare blood disease that needed to be treated in one of the specialty hospitals in Texas. Would the Director give an open letter of recommendation so she could look for work there?

The Director would, and Jeannie was gone the next day, the baby and all of her belongings in a minivan. Texas was not on her itinerary. She had managed, with great effort, to have a cash existence in St. Louis except for the art gallery paychecks, She was leaving few tracks. 

She worried that Theo needed to see a doctor, but he was nursing several times a day and growing fast. By luck, she camped next to a medical couple in Kansas. The woman was a pediatrician and offered to give Theo a checkup. After fifteen minutes of poking and prodding and measuring, she handed him back, saying, "You have a very healthy baby. In two or three weeks, go to a clinic and get his first set of shots. It's important that he have them now. His immunity from you will be wearing off and the shots will fix that."

It was time for an identity change. She went to a Social Security office in Kansas City and used the baby's birth certificate, which read Kimberly Theodore Parsons, to get him a social security card.

Kim Parsons was now in business. Applying online, she had credit cards in a matter of days, the banks not bothering to check the details on the SS number. She stopped in a small town and got a job waitressing in a diner in order to create an employment record for Kim Parsons. Again, no one checked the details, and Kim Parsons was now a real person with background documents

Jeannie Simpson signed the minivan title over to K.T. Parsons, and it was reregistered in Kansas. After a month, she made her apologies to the owner of the diner, saying her mother was gravely ill. She gave a very generous final payment to the high school babysitter who had been watching Theo, and even taken him in for shots, and headed west. That was the end of Jeannie, she thought.

All this history rattling around in her brain did not help Kim's black mood. So she was smart and made a good life as a single mom. So what. The baby she wanted so much was almost a man and smart. Smarter than she was, and on a different trajectory from his mother. 

How could she, the Dark Lady, have been so goddamn naive? It wasn't written on any tablet that children grow up to match their parents. She knew about biology and the fucking genome. It mutated!

She had gotten complacent. The rage didn't work in her like it used to. The relative who attacked her was dead. She was forty and the rape had been when she was twelve. Wasn't twenty-eight years and several shrinks long enough ago to forget?

And Ted had her by the balls, if she'd had any. She laughed at herself. Twenty-eight years since a male scrotum bounced against her bottom and now Ted was going to change that. Fuck!

In the morning, Sarah and the receptionist, Clementine, came into her office. "It's about the birthday party arrangements. Theo is being distant, and you seem distracted about something too. The staff always has a lot of fun. Is it ok to plan the same as last year?"

They were being bright and cheery. She was in a funk, but had only herself to blame. She cleared the frown off her face and said, "Yes. The main gallery. We'll close for just an hour at the end of the day. Make sure everyone is there."

As an afterthought, she said, "Since he is eighteen and I am a truly old lady at forty, we will have this office event, and then a smaller party for dinner and after. I'll give you a list to invite later today."

She fixed her gaze on Sarah. "You are the sexiest, horniest bi-curious babe on the staff. Go around and collect little slips of paper with phone numbers on them and put them in an envelope with a card. Tell them if they put a slip in there, it is almost certain he will take them up on it."

The receptionist, who was new, blushed and said, "Can I put my number in there?"

"Not you too?"

"OMG, he is so hot...."

Kim had a shattering thought. Ted was not only going to do her, he was probably going to make his way through the whole staff!

She thought about running and went to see Erica. It was the last appointment of the day, and Erica had some special Scotch on her credenza. They sat side by side and sipped it neat, enjoying the burn and the fine aftertaste.


The Dark Lady Ch. 01



"I should strip you naked and beat the shit out of you."

"What would that accomplish?" Erica inquired mildly.

"It would make me feel better. A tiny bit better. You and he are too fucking smart for your own good. What makes you think that with your help, he can tear down my defenses, fuck me silly, and put me back together? I may have to just run for it."

"You've been seeing me for years, made me a lot richer than I was, and nothing has happened. I decided to try something new."

"He says I should take you to bed."

They stared at each other and Erica gave a wry smile. "That would be nice. I'd like to have a tumble with you before my sex life completely disappears. Please don't run before you do that."

"What do you mean, disappears? You are one of the sexiest broads I know. If it weren't for all this doctor-patient privilege crap, I would have been after you a long time ago."

"Kim, I hope that isn't just bullshit. I have feelings for you and can be bruised."

Kim pulled them into a clinch, kneading Erica's freshly toned buttocks and sucking at her lips.

"God, we should go to my place right now, but I have a better idea. He gave me an ultimatum last weekend. He said I had until tomorrow to decide how I wanted to get fucked by my son. Told me to consult Greek Mythology." 

"After the birthday event at the gallery, I am hosting a small dinner party Friday evening where he gets to take me in front of my women lovers. I like the idea that you will preside over a wild act of incest and have your own problem solved!"

Erica still had her arm around Kim and her eyes were dancing. "Guess I will be busy brushing up on the Greeks tonight."

Kim lay in bed, restless and awake, still scared enough to run. Ted was with Selma. It was their regular study night. They had a complicated relationship going back to his freshman math class. He said they were just a couple of math nerds working on problems together. She knew it was more, part mother, part colleague, part sister he didn't have, part lover not consummated. Selma's husband, Eduardo Costa, couldn't get a green card because his family had an old history of involvement in drug smuggling. Eduardo was a fan of Ted's after he won a state math contest while in Selma's class. And Ted was a fan of Eduardo's. He helped Selma's husband to expand the family electronics store in Nogales into gaming consoles and software. It was now the largest distributor of Spanish language games in northern Mexico and into the Hispanic community in Arizona.

Eduardo worried about his wife's relationship with Ted. In bed one night on a secret and illegal visit to her, she told him that Ted knew any extracurricular activity with his teacher could get her fired and he was strictly hands off. "But," she whispered with a firm hold on Eduardo's cock, "he is becoming very manly. You should make sure your wife has her needs satisfied." Her delightful giggle ended in a gasp as he drove hard into her.

After Ted got to be six feet tall, and was shanghaied by the high school coach into playing tight end and pass receiver, Eduardo told Selma that one day his hot, sexy wife would need to feel her protege's cock in her, and she had his permission.

Kim thought about the quiet little space Ted and Selma used for study hall. They had come to her for permission two years ago. Kim quietly poured much of the gallery's growing profits into real estate, and had a collection of specialized properties that emphasized privacy. It was convenient for her junior staff to live rent free in a number of them to provide onsite security. Which also provided ideal conditions for Kim to rendezvous with the bi-sexual women and frolic away from prying eyes. One of the joys of her life was when one after another of them tearfully told her that she had met a guy and was madly in love and going to move in with him. She had a friend in art collecting who taught at the junior college and kindly provided match making services with his male students and Kim's young hires. It worked out for everyone. The girls got a stud to satisfy the urges Kim brought out in them and Kim got a chance to hire another hot pussy.

The Keeler street building was one of her delights. She had bought it from a bankrupt developer who had put too much money into the lot and the high end architecture. It stood on a knoll overlooking the desert to the southwest. The foundation was deep to allow for a basement and sub-basement with underground parking. There was a private cul de sac with a depressed driveway leading to the steel garage door. She had purchased the adjoining lots in the name of one of her property companies, so that the nearest homes were almost a hundred yards away.

After an embarrassing breach just as Ted reached high school, she put him in charge of electronic security. He already knew more than her dealer's tech support person, and seemed to inhale vast quantities of complex information about camera and wireless technology. So it was not surprising one late afternoon when the three of them got to Keeler and the elevator rose to the floor where its hoist equipment was located, a level not on the panel inside the car. Off of the maintenance foyer, there was a new sheetrock wall and a room with extensive views. A small bath was to one side. A dozen feet of the wall was occupied with computer and television monitors, with a full rack of electronics and cables adjacent. The leather sofa was comfortable. A refrigerator had drinks, but no alcohol. A long table in front of the window was stacked with books and magazines.

Kim called him Ted, Selma and everyone else called him Theo. He answered to either. They looked at some late thunderclouds on the horizon as he explained that Selma needed a place to meet that would not attract attention. She worked with him in the classroom after school several afternoons a week to keep up appearances for what everyone thought was her star, prizewinning pupil. But the reality was that she was lonely away from her husband and relatives, and working with Theo filled a hole in her life. The money she sent to Mexico sustained an extended family, although after Ted and Eduardo got together on the games, it wasn't so important. But the hours at Keeler were treasured by both of them. They pored over math journals, doing the challenge problems together. When they tired of the dense text, she taught him Spanish. He teased her by asking for the slang words for body parts of males and females. She slapped his face and he paddled her bottom. One afternoon when he was just seventeen, she noticed his erection and had a talk with him. The school district strictly forbade any fraternization between teachers and students, especially anything of a sexual nature. She would be fired and her retirement, which was only three years away, destroyed if they were discovered in a relationship. She pulled his hair and kissed him gently on the cheek and said they would have to be brother and sister until he graduated and was over eighteen. Shortly after, she arranged lunch with Kim and they talked it all out.

Kim lay in the dark, still tossing and wondering when Ted would get home. His hours were wildly irregular. He worked best at night, but was very organized around Selma, who needed to be up and alert in the classroom every morning. She kissed him goodnight at nine and left for her apartment each evening.

Kim turned over when he sat on the bed, realizing she had fallen asleep after all. In the dark, his fingers were working on her hand. He could be so tender when he wished to be. 

He said, "I've been wondering if you were going to run."

"You should be wondering, good for nothing offspring. This isn't funny. You are messing with my whole life."

"Did it ever occur to you that you have been messing with my life for eighteen years?"

She reached up and pulled his head down for a kiss. "Lose your clothes and get in here with me."

He was chilled from the night air and she complained as he snuggled to her backside. "If you want girls to like you, do not freeze them out the first thing." She giggled and put his cold hand on her breast.

It took hours for them to have the talk they needed to have. The real talk. Dawn was breaking as they fell asleep, all talked out.

The phone woke them. Clementine was on the line, asking about the appointment Kim was in the process of missing. The clock said ten. She said in a cheery voice, "I've been working on a problem here. Tell them my car broke down and reschedule. I won't see you until after lunch. Is the party under control?"

His hand was tweaking her nipple and making her juice. She rang off and turned on him. "I just realized everything since you came home last night is foreplay. You are a cheap, conniving big cocked bastard." She was smiling and her nipples shone stiffly in the sunlight.

He pulled her to him and said, "In the traditional sense, I am a bastard, aren't I?"

"We could pretend there was a Parsons who fathered you."

His tongue insistently licked at her. She was now extremely wet.

"What if I like being a bastard. A bastard with apparently good genes?"

"I secretly wanted a boy. I messed with you from the beginning."

In the middle of their talking the night before, they admitted to each other that both were guilty of messing. She clung to him and sniffled as she told him she knew, in the back of her mind somewhere, that she could not control everything, and especially a grown up son. But she was so used to her smarts keeping her one jump ahead of everyone and everything, she didn't know how to give it up.

His teeth were fastened on her nipple and she was going to come soon if he didn't stop. God, after years and years of avoidance, a guy was getting to her. A guy with a big, hard cock that was resting on her thigh only inches from her sex.

He relented and said, "I don't tell you enough about being on the receiving end of your love."

Her tears fell on his chest. She rolled them over and over. God, he was big and strong. Was this masculine creature going to invade her space, take her to new places?

She grabbed the hard cock and said, "You can't have me until the party." She smiled and laughed, "Your new friend Erica is going to be there. She is reading Greek Mythology right now to be ready. Think you can handle two women at once?"

He surprised her by saying, "What if Selma is there too?"

"You love her, don't you?"

"Yes, but in a very special way. She told me the other day that she wasn't going to wait until I graduate. She wanted me as soon as I was eighteen. That Eduardo said it was ok."

"You think you can have sex with her and it won't show?"

"She is going to transfer me out of her class. Make a big deal of our having had a major disagreement over my math studies."

"You are ready to do three women? Make them all satisfied?"

They were in the shower and he was soaping her body. She shivered under his touch. His cock was very hard and sliding between her thighs. He pulled her back to him and got one hand on her clit and the other cupping a breast. 

"I guess we will find out soon how much of a lover I am." He bit down hard on her neck and said, "Come for me, NOW!"

She did. It surged all the way through her. She shook and almost passed out. He turned the water off and toweled her dry. 

"Lotion?"

"Please."

He sat on the floor and massaged it into her feet, calves, thighs and hips. Every so often, one of his fingers penetrated her and she came again.

"I have to go to work. It's already noon."

He had his face in her muff and his hands tight on her behind.

She pulled on his hair. "Please, can I go to work?"

He stood and pulled her tight. She shook in his grasp.

"I'm not sure you are in any condition to go to work." His laugh was evil.

She leaned up and kissed him. "You are now grownup and have responsibilities. One of them is to do what is expected of you. Today that means showing up at the gallery on time and looking like you are my son and ready to take on a grownup role in the company."

He stepped back and stared at her, his dark eyes intent. "Well, talking has changed some things, hasn't it?"

"I have been planning this for a while, and our talk last night firmed up things in my mind. If I am going to give up time to be a woman in love, you have to take up the slack."

She walked away, leaving him at a loss for what to think.

Ted went directly to the gym and worked out for almost an hour before a light scrimmage. After he caught long passes three times in a row, coach said he could have an early shower. He texted Selma that he would meet her at Keeler in the garage at 4:30 and he would be ready to take her to the Gallery from there. He did the unthinkable and went to Kim's salon and told the owner he needed to look good for a celebration of his 18th birthday. Forty minutes later, the effect was stunning. The receptionist hugged him and asked, "Do you let girls ask you for a date?" He kissed her lightly on the lips and said he did but today was too rushed and he would be back soon. Next stop was the best men's store in town, where the owner knew him from gallery customers. He said, "Alex, I am eighteen and Kim says I need to look serious and grownup at the party. What can you do? Nothing stodgy." Half an hour later, he walked out in steel gray slacks, alligator moccasins, metallic blue open collar shirt, and an elegant blazer. He felt very conspicuous, especially since he had borrowed Kim's flame red Prius.

He and Selma stepped out of their cars in the Keeler garage and stopped in shock. She had an incredibly sexy dress that barely touched her knees, with a lot of cleavage showing. She said, "Theo, I would not have known it was you! You have aged ten years! Give me a hug, but no kiss because of my lipstick."

She was all woman in his arms and he prolonged the hug. "Today is the end of the old Selma and Theo. Tonight, you are my date and guest."

They drove downtown to the gallery. She stared at him a lot. He stared at her as much as he could without crashing the car. He cryptically said, "We will be going to dinner with Kim and her friend Erica." He used the valet parking and gave Selma his arm. Even with heels, he still had a couple of inches on her. She whispered to him, "Will you take me dancing some time?"

"Yes, after you give me some lessons!"

Their arrival was greeted with applause. He bowed and introduced Selma around. Kim was going to be last, which suited him fine. He went to one side and found Selma and himself some white wine. Sarah came up and said Kim would be there directly and asked if he had his speech ready.

"Speech?"

She hugged and kissed him and said you were only eighteen once and he better have something to say about it.

Erica came up and said to Selma, "You must be Theo's math teacher. You are famous!"

Selma stammered her thanks and held Erica's hand longer than she needed to. The two of them had flowery desertwear on, upstaging the basic black of the young gallery women. The effect of Ted's new look was also remarkable. He noticed that lots of people were actually pointing at him with mouths open in amazement.

Kim appeared quietly from one of the back rooms of the gallery and accepted a glass of wine from a caterer. The dress was fabulous. Crimson silk with deep pleats and a slit way up the side of her leg. A wrap top that left plenty of chest showing. She made her way slowly through the crowd being sure everyone got a warm greeting and many of them a kiss on the cheek. She finally got to Theo and the two women. 

"Selma and Erica, what a great pleasure you could come today! Would you mind introducing me to your young man, I haven't seen him around before." Theo took her hand and kissed her cheek. She whispered, "I might have known you would appear as the Devil tonight."

He responded, "And you are my Dark Lady."

They stood, hand in hand, talking to Selma and Erica, before Sarah ushered them to a podium on the other side of the room.

Kim took the mike and spoke in her usual cool, confident voice, welcoming everyone. "These winter parties, which also mark the occasion of Theo's and my birthday, are always a thrill. You, the staff, and the many patrons who make our enterprise worthwhile, generate a terrific high. This evening, we are celebrating Theo's 18th birthday. The stranger standing next to me is every bit a man, and has distinguished himself in his studies, in athletics and in almost every capacity for the gallery. It's time for him to share some of the joys, and some of the responsibilities, of leading the Parsons company. From today, he is assuming the position of President. We will work as a team, as we already do. But it is past time for me to pause and reflect on where we are and where we are going as an organization in the art field. I expect to be away from active management for several months. Theo will ensure the same quality of leadership you have come to expect. He will receive, I am sure, the same great team effort and results you have always provided me. Thank you."

Amid the thunderous applause, she kissed him and handed over the mike.

He began, his voice deep but strained. "Over the years, Kim has delighted in getting me in awkward positions and socking it to me. Tonight, she has done it again. If this was a standard acceptance speech, I should be saying something about how humble I am to receive the honor of this position. But I won't say that. Humility is not a substitute for performance. Parsons is number one in the art world in Arizona, and gaining premier status elsewhere. Kim didn't make that happen by herself. You dedicated staff members did it. You buyers of our art and shapers of our collections did it. So yes, I will occupy the President's chair, but only to help all of you continue to make this a great company and a great place to work. Thank you."

Kim hugged him tight, shaking. "Thank you, thank you, thank you."

They stepped down and were mobbed. Someone had alerted press and interviews were requested. She whispered in his ear, "Tell them you need a day or two to recover and would be delighted to talk to them then. Your speech deserves the headlines tomorrow."

A band appeared and dancing began. Theo discovered that many women he didn't know were hugging and kissing him.

He caught a glimpse of Selma and Erica and headed their way. They embraced him. "Theo! Did you really do that off the top of your head? No wonder she wants you to be President." 

Sarah arrived and said in his ear, "You wowed them with that speech. Keep it up. Kim says be out in front in fifteen minutes. She has a limo to take everyone to dinner. Give me your keys and I'll look after the Prius."

The steady stream of old and new friends made it hard to get to the door, but he managed, with an arm around Selma and Erica. There were two burly men who cleared the way and got them into the car. Kim was already inside.

She pulled his head in her lap and boxed him on the ears. "How could you!" she said in mock outrage. "Talk about being upstaged. I'm scared to death about the whole thing, but you show up dressed to the nines, and give a speech that lifts everyone off their feet!"

She kissed his neck. He slid his hand up her skirt and squeezed her thigh. She shivered. Erica and Selma both said to her, "What did we tell you."

"I was planning to take you to a fancy restaurant, but my party helpers convinced me we would be happier with a catered affair at the Kirchoff house."

Selma and Erica had never been to Kirchoff, which was not surprising, since one had to be an exceptionally important VIP customer of Parsons to be invited to dine and spend the night there. Security was tight, with a high wall covered with bougainvillea, and a hidden entrance. All visitors arrived and departed via a Parsons limo driven by one of the security staff. 




The Dark Lady Ch. 01



The suite on the top floor was the epitome of understated elegance. Theo was pleased and amused to find that the party helpers were Sarah and Laura. They were in immaculate uniforms and even had small bouquets of flowers in their hair.

After the expensive champagne was served, Kim said, "There's one thing I didn't announce today, but we also have two new corporate Vice Presidents. Selma has joined us to design and staff an analytics office. Erica has joined us as VP - Human Resources, to help with staff recruitment, development and compensation. The three of us plan to help you in every way possible."

Theo was beginning to suspect a setup. He listened to the women and was glad they chattered so he could pull his wits together. Sarah and Laura served them plates of delicacies at their soft chairs. The tension of the last twenty-four hours was making him sleepy.

Sarah and Laura announced that coffee and dessert would be in a few minutes but would they please follow them for a moment. Sarah guided him to a separate room down the short hallway. As soon as the door closed she got him in a tight clinch with her tongue exploring his mouth. 

"OMG, Theo, this is so exciting. Here, unzip me." The uniform fell away to reveal naked Sarah, who looked as nice as she did the day in the pool. She began helping him out of his fancy outfit, folding things on a chair. When he got down to his briefs, she knelt before him and carefully lowered them and took his limp penis in her mouth. He ran his fingers through her hair and said, "Wait a minute, I thought you did girls?"

She stood and rubbed their naked bodies back and forth. "Most days I do. But this is not most days. You are eighteen and have been released from your promise to Selma. When we go back in there, three hot women will be all over you. Maybe, just maybe, there will be something left for me and Laura."

"Laura too?"

"Ever since that day in the pool, we have had the hots for you." Grabbing his hard cock, she said, "I can't wait to get this inside me," and grinned at him. "I'd jump you right now if it wouldn't get me in real trouble." His hands were working up and down her back and kneading her athletic butt.

"Now listen carefully, we are doing some play acting tonight. Imagine you are in a parallel universe. The people are the same, but they have different names and personalities. The woman you know as Selma is now Dolores Gutierrez and the mother of Juliette Gutierrez, who you know as Sarah." She squeezed his cock and interjected, "By the way, I am your fluffer for tonight. Do you know what that means?"

"No."

"You haven't been watching enough porn, Theo. Fluffers are very attractive naked girls who are in charge of keeping male porn stars hard so they can perform properly."

"Do I need a fluffer?"

"No one knows, but we wanted to be prepared." She laughed and gave him another squeeze.

"Now listen up again. I mentioned Dolores and Juliette. The woman you know as Erica is now Kristina Anderson, and she is a physical therapist and the mother of Katrina, who you know as Laura. They go by K&K at parties. Finally, the woman you know as Kim is now Angelina Santos. Angie is a student at the junior college and was introduced to you very recently by Dolores, who knows her mother in Nogales. She is undocumented and keeping a low profile. She is looking for a boyfriend who respects her and will keep her secrets."

Juliette picked up a short dark red silk robe, which was semi-transparent, and handed it to him. "I don't know how long you will have this on, but wear it for now."

Then she picked up a very short dress and slipped it on, again with no underwear. "Katrina and I just tried out for cheerleading, and these are our new outfits. The skirt barely covered her butt and flipped up in front all too easily. "Watch," she said and did a front flip that briefly showed a lot of pink bottom flesh as she went over.

He clapped. "I wish the cheerleaders at school performed like that."

"Ok, one final part of the story. Dolores and Kristina are here as chaperones for Angelina, to make sure you behave yourself. They decided to bring Katrina and me along to help Angie have a good time."

Her arms were around his neck and she was licking his ear. He reached under the skirt for a handhold and used that for leverage to go in from the front to check something else. She was dripping and tender and jumped at his touch.

"Oh, that is bad. That will bring me off before we ever go back."

Playing the part, he let her down and they went to rejoin the others. The women were seated on stools at a mahogany bar at one end of the picture window. He started to say Selma, but quickly corrected, "Dolores, it's wonderful you could be here with Angelina and me tonight." They exchanged kisses. "And Kristina, what a pleasure. We haven't seen each other since you worked on my bad ankle." More kisses. At the end of the line, Angie got up and embraced him. "Theo, you make me feel so welcome with your friends. Look at the wonderful robe they gave me."

Her hair had been rearranged and the makeup toned down. The gown was inlaid with gold thread which created a stunning effect over her breasts and hips. She was naked under it. He turned their kiss into an act of love. She pressed herself against him with her tongue in his mouth. There was a noise behind them and Dolores said, "Angelina dear, that is a little too much passion for a first date."

Angie jumped back but held onto Theo's hand. "Mamacita, I promise to behave. But Theo is so handsome and manly."

Theo's cock was beginning to push the front of his robe out. It only came a couple of inches below his scrotum anyway. He was beginning to like the ambiance of the party. Five new women he was sure he liked. Liked a lot.

He took Dolores' hand and kissed it, before popping two fingers in his mouth. He moved in on her, noticing the transparent robe in a silver tinge and the body he was going to ravish tonight. 

"Theo!" she said sharply. "I am the chaperone! Don't be naughty."

Katrina and Juliette came to his side and kissed him. "Mama, he is so nice. Maybe Angie will share him with us."

He let his hand fall on the backs of their outfits and made a show of delving underneath. The bare asses were something else. The girls hopped up and down as they traded kisses with him.

Angie came up with an oath in Spanish. "He is my boyfriend. Certainly for tonight and maybe forever." She led his hand inside the gold threads to a breast that could easily pass for college age.

They kissed wetly again and his cock was now pressing between her legs.

Kristina said, "Dolores, I think we have to leave, or else stop being chaperones."

Dolores said, "I'm shocked, Kristina, what will Angie's mom say when I tell her we let this terrible devil go after Angie and after our daughters?"

"Dolores, do you see him inside her gown? I bet he doesn't have proper briefs under there."

Theo whispered to the three women hanging on him, "I'm sorry, there is a problem with the chaperones I have to fix." He advanced on Kristina and slipped the robe off. She was pink and beautiful and blushing. "Theo! Please respect my modesty. Give me my robe back."

"Kristina, you seem very tense. The girls and I will relax you. He lay her back on the leather sofa and began a gentle massage from her feet up. Katrina came with lotion and started at the top, working down. Theo, knowing he had lots of bodies to work on tonight, swiftly brought the newly minted physical therapist to a groaning, wailing orgasm, aided by his female helpers. 

Angie looked at him, allowing the gold robe to fall to the floor, "Theo, if you are really my boyfriend, you will fix me up like Kristina."

From behind them, Dolores said, "Madre Dio, you must stop. How can I be a chaperone for such devilment?"

With a giant smile, Theo seized her and ripped off the robe, laying another naked body next to Kristina.

He said to Angie, "The chaperones must be on our side. We need to relax them totally. Dolores is next and then dearest Angie."

Angie did not look convinced, but all four of them fell upon Dolores, who screamed and came even faster than Kristina. The chaperones were left in each other's arms on the sofa, whispering about magic hands.

He lay Angie out on the deep pile rug and feasted his mouth on her sex. Her hips surged up at him and she said, "Theo, that is not for the first date!"

He plowed deeper into her folds and crevices, and motioned to Juliette and Kristin to get busy. In minutes they had her gasping and crying out. His giant cock, hard as steel, was rubbing dangerously close to her sex. 

Juliette leaned down and took a generous mouthful of breast into her mouth. Angie went to complain at the exact moment Theo's cock plunged into her. It was like an electric shock for both of them. The play acting was forgotten as they were joined and years of history erased.

The coupling was wild and their bodies rolled about. The adoring naked audience kissed and licked and clapped. Angie screamed out a climax, but Theo worked harder in her receiving flesh, unused all these years. This was his first time and nature was driving him to a shuddering finish, the hot man spunk spewing out of him to fill her heaving cunt.

He rolled her to the top, smiling and laughing. "Angie dearest, why didn't you tell me you were such a fine fuck!"

She raised her arms to hit him and instead fell against his chest and kissed him hotly. "Theo, I have never felt that before. I don't care about chaperones, I want more." She sat up and bounced on him.

He pulled her down and whispered that the chaperones deserved a treat to help with their problems. He sat her on a towel and approached the sofa, his cock hard and dripping. Kristina and Dolores were wide eyed with fright. "Keep away, you brute. You took that poor girl. We didn't hear you ask her." 

He leaned over and whispered evilly, "I'm not going to ask you either. You deserve a special treat to take home to your husbands." They whimpered, "No, no, you can't," but he was seated in Dolores before she was finished saying no.

"Oh god, he has me, Kristina. That terrible thing is in me. It is so big! Oh, I am gushing on him, oh, save me."

His whisper was even more evil. "The only thing that will save you, Dolores, is a screaming orgasm right in front of your daughter. Teach her what good sex is all about. Come for me, woman, NOW!"

The convulsive screams filled the room and went on for almost a minute, tailing off into quiet noises and sobs.

Kristina had been lying there, excited beyond measure by the assault on her friend. Theo's cock slid home with a bang and a loud grunt. "Theo, you are a big cocked bastard. Boyfriends don't do the chaperones! Please fuck me good."

He did. She didn't scream quite as loudly but the Norse gods would have been pleased to see her performance.

Angie and her handmaidens sat on towels on the rug, legs spread wide, grinning at the torment administered to their sexy mothers. Juliette said to Angie and Katrina, "I bet they spend the night." The others laughed loudly. Angie knelt and pulled them together under her, whispering, "This is the best party I have ever been to. I get him once more and then you can have him!"

She was wildly kissed but crawled away to Theo's recumbent body, which was recovering. She stretched out on top of him and whispered in his ear, "Did taking me this way fulfill your fantasy?"

He whispered back, "You and your helpers deserve torture. Weeks of torture. Is there a proper dungeon in the basement?"

"No, but there is at Keeler. Are you going to tie us up and take us there?"

She was humping her front on his hard ass and hoping it was reviving his organ.

"I'm not satisfied yet. You have to make up for all those years with no cock in me."

"What about your helpers?"

"They are patient. You have to make me scream again first."

Saying nothing, he stood and pushed her against the big window. His cock pinned her in place. He beat on her ass. She cried and moaned. He jammed harder into her and beat the pink globes some more. He was just about to hit her again when she screamed and fainted, falling into his arms.

He walked over to the exhausted chaperones and said, "Take her to the shower. Then all of you get into the big bed."

He walked across the room and gestured to his favorite nymphs to ride his hips. Full of giggles they pulled his hair back and forth and kissed him. "Show me where you are sleeping."

Down the hall and around the corner was a small bedroom with two twin beds. He pulled back the covers on one and they slipped in.

"You really want me? You are not just going through the motions?" 

They vyed to see which one could hug him tighter. The scent of fresh young pussy was overwhelming. "Please Theo! Please!"

He changed his voice and said, "Doing this in your dad's van could get us in real trouble, Juliette. If we get caught, I could be thrown off the team. And you two would be history as cheerleaders."

In a calm voice, Juliette said, "Theo, I didn't steal my dad's van while he and mom are away, and get the three of us all the way out here to the lake, to have you turn us down. If some of your teammates were here, Katrina and I would be full of come by now."

She'd hardly finished the cute little speech when Theo speared fully into her. "Oh god, yes, yes, yes. Tell him, Laura, tell him." She shook in a big orgasm.

"Theo, you are fucking virgins! Neither of us has ever had a cock in her. Not a real one, that is."

He seized her on top of Sarah and plunged in.

The two of them were so happy they were crying and licking and kissing wildly.

When Laura came, she set Sarah off again and both shuddered from top to bottom.

He lay back, catching his breath. "I suppose you know you have done such a great job, it can't stop with one night."

This set off a new round of crying and giggles.

"You really mean it? You will be our secret lover?"

"What do you think? Is he still hard for you or not?"

Ultimate giggles. He said, "We need to shower. After that, do you want me to tell the chaperone mothers that their daughters insist on being allowed into the big bed."

"Oh yes, yes, yes."

In the shower, he soaped them and said, "You remember that day in the pool. I fell in love with you, both of you. Maybe it was just puppy love, but I haven't forgotten."

They were toweling off and beating on him. "Puppy love! That is a hell of a big cock we just got for puppy love!" They hugged and laughed and clung to him.

The three wandered down the hall looking for their mamas. Sure enough, the dim light revealed three sleeping bodies. Theo turned out the light and retreated to the twin bed.

Laura said, "I want all the puppy love I can get!"

Theo pulled her against his front and pinched her big stiff nipple. "I want cheerleaders, especially with no pants on, doing cartwheels."

Sarah pushed in from his back and they slept.



(cont'd in Part 2 - Gold is Discovered)



The Dark Lady Ch. 02



The morning after the riotous birthday party, sun was coming in where a shade had been opened. A loud voice in the doorway said, "Can you believe this? We've been doublecrossed by the party planners. They kidnapped him to their own bed."

The planners were trying to get up, but Theo had them around the waist and wasn't letting go.

"We plead guilty as charged. Is there any coffee yet?"

"Go pee and come in the other bedroom."

Sarah sat on the toilet and he stood between her legs. Before anything happened, Laura had him in her grip and said, "I will aim." This only resulted in his stream covering Sarah's front. He left them to fight it out.

Kim was standing by the window sipping her coffee. He pressed himself against her side. "Good morning, lover."

She kissed him and asked, "Did you really come in all five of us?"

He nibbled at her ear, "Sarah tells me you were worried I couldn't keep it up."

He was trying to stay flaccid, but she reached down and stroked him until the big thing rose.

She put the coffee down and straddled his cock between her thighs. "I can't decide whether I want you from the front or the back."

"There is no reason to be stingy, you can have both. Are you sore? That was almost like losing your virginity last night."

Selma and Erica came in with breakfast in their hands, followed by the make believe daughters. They were all naked and glowing.

Kim said loudly, "Yes, I'm sore, and yes, that was like losing my virginity."

She said to the room. "I guess you should know that I've never had a real boyfriend before. Theo was fathered at a party by a guy I didn't know."

There were sad, serious looks on their faces as she went on. "I was abused as a young teenager and have spent a lot of the time since then being all fucked up about it. Theo knew some of it, but we talked most of the night last week and let everything hang out. We are going to try to be the missing parts for each other and see how that goes."

Erica said, breaking the tension, "Well, he sure does know how to plug that thing in, and he sure does play act well. I want to be a ravished chaperone again."

That set off a round of laughing. Sarah came up and said, "Angie, that was such a nice date last night. Laura and I learned a lot about fucking from you!"

She kissed them and sighed, "God, I wish I really was a college girl again. That was like a frat orgy last night." She added, laughing, "With a one man frat!"

Erica joined in. "Let's keep the little act going for a while. Theo is god's gift to womankind, and he can have us whenever he wants."

"If you let him," she said, kissing Kim. 

Selma had hands around Erica from the back, kneading and pinching the prominent tits. "I want Theo again, but I want girl sex too. I came and came last night."

The cheerleaders demonstrated totally nude cartwheels. Theo was getting hard again. The smell of fresh pussy filled the room. The three fortyish women stood with arms around each other, mumbling about how frisky they felt, and how dangerous Theo looked, standing across the room with his coffee and his hard cock.

Selma said, "Admit it, Kim, the three of us have never had it so good. I'm almost coming just standing here looking at him and at our competition."

Erica asked, "Did you mean that last night? Are we really working for Parsons now?"

"I did mean what I said, but it wasn't nice to just dump it on you in the middle of a party."

Selma reached across and rubbed Kim's boob. "If I am in charge of analytics, we need to measure your tits." Erica took up custody of the other breast and worked on it.

Selma said, "I am ready to give up teaching anyway. I have enough years for a pension and I am losing the best student I ever had."

Erica said, "My best patient has successfully graduated and doesn't need me. If I work for her, I get to keep hiring gorgeous young women who like other women. Yum."

Theo was eavesdropping and liked what he heard. Sidling over, he moved behind Kim so that his cock found a home against her rear. The cheerleaders did front flips into the bosomy fronts and licked.

Theo said, "Kim has made me the new enforcer. Thank god it is Saturday and we have the weekend to get our act together. Does anyone know where we are?"

Sarah said, "No. We just disappeared. Clemmie will cover for us. The kitchen is provisioned. No one has to go anywhere if they don't want to." 

She wiggled into a hole and kissed Theo. "He says we can be his secret girlfriends. But we have to keep making out with girls at work, so no one suspects."

Selma grabbed her and ran a hand up and down the muscled front. "I have a suggestion, daughter. Go check the mirror and find a way not to look freshly fucked when you are around him in public."

Wild giggles followed. Theo was nibbling Kim's neck and making her shiver. Laura said, "Get a room, you two!" and everyone laughed harder.

Kim turned into him and said, "Maybe I need to learn about your enforcement technique."

He stalked out with her in his arms, making growling male noises. The others were cleaning up and finding their clothes when a piercing scream filled the air.

Erica grabbed Laura and Selma grabbed Sarah. "We're horny," they whispered.

There was no bed nearby, so four naked bodies were rolling on the floor when Theo and Kim arrived to check out the noises. She backed him against the wall, letting his wet cock nestle against her ass, and relaxed to watch the girl sex. She whispered, "I made do with that for years and years. Now I finally have a cock to love!"

She could feel him lengthening along her crack and wondered if his energy was inexhaustible. "They are going to want you when they get done with that."

"Since I am an owned man now, do I have permission to tend to their needs?"

She shoved back hard on him. His fingers pinched her tits. "Owned? I think we have more of a partnership, don't you? And I get to be managing partner?"

"And managing partner outranks president?"

"How smart of you to notice!"

He had her down on her knees and was buried in a hot, dripping, eager cunt. "Tell them to report over here for duty."

She spoke above the slurping noises, "All lesbians, report over here for duty."

He made them line up, hands and knees, hip to hip with the other bodies. More slurping and sucking noises filled the room as he went from butt to butt. Slaps and more frantic grunts began. Then one nice little scream and another and another. Each woman collapsed to her side as she came, and gazed at the remaining mated lovers.

Theo lay on the floor with females festooned over and around him. "I'm sexed out keeping five pussies happy. I need a break. Let's go back to the regular world. Someone think of something interesting we can all do for one more day before we have to face reality."

No movement, no one spoke. Finally, Sarah said, "Let's go to the mine. I've heard it mentioned but have never been. We can take a picnic, go for a hike and work on our tans."

Laura volunteered to collect hiking shoes and disappeared to the basement garage, taking Sarah with her to retrieve an SUV to hold all of them.

Theo had fun cleaning up female bodies in the giant shower. The waterfall head destroyed what remained of yesterday's hair and he shampooed them vigorously. Butts got especially thorough cleansing, accompanied by a running commentary on how they could look forward to action in that region in their new sex slavery.

The sandwiches were just finished when the twins returned. Theo decided that was a cute way to refer to them and the girls just smiled. Any attention at all from Theo got them excited.

Theo drove with exhilaration. The alpha male thing was growing on him. His prick was worn out from a busy night. What a way to lose your cherry, he thought. He wondered what was going on inside Kim. She sat in the back, more relaxed than he remembered seeing her. Selma was across from him. Her hand found his and squeezed. "We will work together again on math and analytics?"

"Yes. It is going to be hard to finish school, but I have to. I stayed with my classmates all these years, and this is not the time to quit. I suppose I will get a lot of ribbing about the President business?"

"And not a little jealousy, too. You will need to watch your back, Theo. And worry about hits on the football field."

"James and Mark are good friends from the team. Maybe, for some spending money, Parsons could hire them to keep an eye on me. Nothing too obvious."

"My friend Marla at the studio, her husband is ex-Special Forces and she told me he does personal training for self-defense. The three of you could take a few classes very privately."

He kissed her fingers and mouthed a thank you. Erica said, "What's going on, I thought you were worn out?"

"We are being bad, talking about real world concerns. Theo is realizing the down side of being a public person." She turned in her seat. "But he is very smart and resourceful. I am not worried. I have been meaning to tell Kim that the journal article we submitted on linear equation subsets has been accepted for publication. I told the editor that Theo was to be shown as the lead author. What will happen when the football player and art gallery president is also a published mathematician?"

Kim leaned forward, "My god, Theo, I am so proud of you."

"It's worse than that mom, football and art and math and five beautiful lovers!"

The women sat back and rolled their eyes. This was too much.

They were hiking side by side on a rocky track around the side of the mountain where the mine was located. Kim was explaining how she came to own the mine, but the twins kept stumbling and running into Theo. Erica and Selma finally grabbed the duo and threatened to take them over a knee if behavior didn't improve.

Kim said, "There was a grizzled guy named Gus, an original desert miner, who bought some things from me when he was flush. He had a terrible gambling habit and once in a while would show up needing to sell something back to get a new start. One day he had a deed to a mine. He won it in a poker game and never paid any attention to it. Said it could be worth a fortune, but he'd sell it to me for ten thousand. I gave him five and he smiled."

Theo asked, "How much property?"

"The deed says 40 acres, more or less, but who knows. I've never seen any corner markers and it would cost a lot for a surveyor to come out here and find a solid base point."

Erica said, "Ignorance is bliss?"

Theo said, "Maybe we should find a client who is a minerals geologist and trade some art for his look at the shaft."

Kim punched him in the arm and said, "Damn, you just earned your salary for today." The twins giggled loudly. He got his fingers in their hair and pulled them in close. "If you two do that in public, I'm going to be run in for molesting underage girls. You get carded, don't you, even though you are twenty-two?" He pushed them back to back and slapped boobs.

"Oh owww, you're brutal. Help!" They ran ahead giggling louder than ever.

Selma laughed and said, "Theo, enjoy it. Your other girls are beyond playing sixteen."

He went face to face, bestowing kisses and tongue licks. "But I like you. I like your loving me and teaching me. He got more punches and more kisses. Selma said to Kim, "He is awful nice. You're sure you are willing to share?"

Kim pushed her against Theo and went after her body. Selma squeeked and Kim said, "If sharing him is how I get to you, it's a good trade. Her hand was up the shorts and into Selma's pussy, who cried out, "Not right out here in the middle of nowhere, have mercy, Kim!"

They quit horsing around and followed the track around to the south and downhill into a draw, which turned out to have a small spring and some vegetation hidden from the hot sun. The twins were already lounging with their tops off in a patch of sunlight on the far bank.

The summer monsoon obviously moved things around in the ravine. There was evidence of a lot of water action. One dirt face where a boulder had fallen downslope had some gleaming rocks. Theo asked, "Anyone know the difference between fool's gold and the real thing?" 

Heads shaking no.

He pried a small rock out of the face. It was surprisingly heavy. There were others. He put them in the lunch pack and they went to eat by the girls.

Kim climbed into his lap. "If you find something valuable here out of sheer dumb luck, I am going to beat you. I have been wandering around this place for years with nothing to show for it."

He pinched a boob and kissed her neck. "I can't imagine anything nicer than having you beat on me."

"You be careful. I can hurt when angry."

He slipped a hand down the front of her shorts and grabbed a handful of pussy. "But I can make you squirm."

Selma gestured to Erica, "Look, she is getting some of her own medicine back."

The twins slipped out of their shorts and wandered over. "Theo, do you need any help with that wildcat?" Their trimmed and tanned bushes looked beautiful. "Maybe she needs some girl action?"

Kim was in trouble with her teasing and tried to wiggle away. Theo popped the button on her shorts and soon she was laid out lengthwise on his legs, with everything on display. Sarah took a good long lick. "Hmm. Salty and special."

She tried to kick her long legs out, but Selma and Erica had a strong hand on each. Laura joined Sarah and the two took lingering licks from top to bottom of her sex. This produced serious moans.

With one arm firmly around her waist, Theo unbuttoned his shorts and eased them down far enough to free his cock which rose commandingly between Kim's legs. Sarah gave it several fine sucks and pointed it at the glistening cunt. Theo obliged by lowering the struggling art dealer slowly, ever so slowly down. The purple head with drops of liquid appearing on its tip entered her channel. The lips, fresh and underutilized until yesterday, were pushed back as the giant shaft entered its desired location.

Kim pleaded, "Why me, why here, don't you have any respect for your former boss?"

All this accomplished was to send her audience into howls of laughter. She hit bottom and Theo bounced her once or twice.

"Oh shit," she glowered at them. Theo had removed her top and the result was a gorgeous female body exposed to the brilliant sun, impaled on a giant spear.

Selma and Erica lowered her legs and turned their attention to her breasts, which showed no tan lines and looked perfect for sucking. The twins got on their knees and applied tongues all over her clit and what they could reach of Theo's cock as it ran in and out.

She screamed into a great looking orgasm, making the onlookers hold tight. Theo said, "We should have a movie of this. Female porn in the desert. It would sell thousands of copies."

She shouted, "I'm not sharing if you make an orgy out of me every time."

Kim stood and turned around. Leading with her tongue, she kissed him forcefully. "Now, you devil, finish me." They watched as she lowered herself back on the great cock, all the while keeping his mouth busy.

She smiled and laughed and bounced and screamed as loudly as she could into a climax that sent a new fountain of come from Theo into her snapping pussy.

Slumped against him, she quivered and said, "God, that was nice. I give you permission to have more orgies in the desert."

The twins were kissing him and asking, "Can we ride it too?" Without waiting, Sarah elbowed Kim out of the way and climbed on. "Oh, oh, oh. So nice. So big." She gyrated her hips like a pretzel.

Laura pulled her off. "We are not wasting his come on you. A good cock ride is all we get in the desert." 

While he was distracted by Laura, he didn't notice that shorts were coming off of the final two glorious bodies. Erica was nice and wet and slid down smoothly. "I could get very used to this. You are a fine lover, Theo Parsons." She squeezed him as hard as she could and sighed with pleasure.

Selma was equally ready and bottomed out hard. She beat him around the head and shoulders, her dusky breasts bouncing wildly. "Don't get a swelled head, young man. Just because your first five conquests are hot for that big cock doesn't mean every woman will do your bidding."

She kissed him very hard and came on him, panting and making little noises of content.

Most of their drinking water and paper towels were used in cleanup. If anyone passed as they made their way to the car, wet spots were easily visible in suspect locations. Kim said, "Damn, these Saturday lunches at the mine are a killer."

* * *

Selma and Theo were in the principal's office first thing Monday morning. She said, "The rumor mill is going wild about you two, fill me in."

"Theo's mom has hired me to build an analytics branch of her company. I will be submitting my resignation immediately. It's been great teaching here and working for you, but the opportunity Kim is offering me is too good to pass up. I'll phase out in any way you would like."

The principal turned to Theo, "I hear you got a new job the other night." Her eyes were bright and he saw something in them. "Kim has decided, now that I am eighteen, to shift some of the company management to me. Like Selma, I couldn't refuse."

Karen was looking defeated. "I lose my best teacher and my best student at the same time. This is not easy."

Theo went over and kissed her cheek. "I want to finish and graduate with the class. But I need a modified schedule for the rest of the semester. Is that ok?"

She reached up and pulled him down for a real kiss. "Yes. You could pass the graduation exam tomorrow, so talk to your teachers and we will work it out."

He had her standing in a clinch with him, trading spit. "OMG, Theo, you give a girl a real rush. And totally inappropriate behavior. Give me another kiss."

He asked, "Is it true that your husband has separated?"

"I threw him out, he was cheating on me."

"In that case, Selma and I would like to take you to dinner tonight as a thank you for putting up with us. After all that tutoring time, did you know that our joint paper has been accepted by a math journal for publication? That ought to get you a few brownie points with the school board."

Selma said, "Run to your first class, Theo, I'll finish with Karen and we will decide on tonight."

He was on class break when Sarah texted him, 'call me.'

"Hey," she said, "Kim has an invitation to give a talk to an art dealer's meeting in Mexico City and asked me to go along as her PA. I told her I had to ask the President for permission to go. You should have seen the look on her face. She is SO used to having her own way. Is it ok if I go? I will miss you terribly." He could hear her laughing. She said, "I'm sorry, that sounds bad, but you know I meant it the right way."

"What about your twin. Will her giggling cover for you?"

"I'm jealous already. Don't wear her out, the poor girl." More laughter.

"Seriously, ask Kim if the two of you shouldn't take one of the security guys with you. Mexico can be a very tough place."

"Ok, done. I'll stay in touch."

Theo spent the rest of the school day talking to teachers about a new schedule and taking ribbing from classmates about passing up being big man on campus for being big man in town. There were a few dirty looks too. Selma was right about watching his back.

At the end of the day, he ended up at her classroom, having cut his school hours in half. 

"Hi," he said, not approaching closely because other students were in the area. She looked up and said, "We should have our regular tutoring session today, Theo. I will join you at the car in a few minutes."

After they were beyond the campus, she leaned over and kissed his cheek. "Hi yourself. We are taking Karen to Amelio's and I told her afterwards I wanted to show her Theo's study hall with the terrific view. The reservation is made and we are picking her up at 7."




The Dark Lady Ch. 02



"Should we get my clothes and go to your place to change?"

Selma's small apartment was on the second floor of a building not far from school. Most mornings, she walked to class. He seldom went to it because of the risk of being seen, but that was all history. She volunteered, "I am done in a week because they have a math teacher coming back from maternity leave who can take the class. It will work out perfectly."

They undressed each other and headed to the shower. She rubbed her soapy body on him and said, "We have to talk about Kim and Erica and all the changes in our lives. I am still feeling starved for you after all those years of holding back."

His fingers massaged between her legs. She said, "Karen is hot for you. I let my voice sound like there could be forbidden delights at the study hall." She looked up and kissed him. "You specialize in forbidden delights, don't you?"

"Is it ok to do her? She's in a tough job, and has an ass for a husband. Maybe I could make her feel good for one night."

He got a beer and they shared it on the bed, lying in each other's arms. Her arm was around him and she pulled him in for a wet kiss. "I know you could make her feel good. It would be nice to do that. Remember you still have three months to graduation, and better not let this be more than a one night stand. She could get herself in trouble. You both are very visible and there are lots of prying eyes."

He licked her ear and said, "I have a surprise for you. The assay office called this afternoon. That is gold in those rocks. They said a written report will follow. And they said I had better be sure the land title is clear and includes mineral rights."

"Theo! I can't believe it! Just like that you are a prospector striking it rich. Eduardo will be out of his mind. He has carried his pick in the desert for years."

"Kim's lawyer said no talking to anyone, even friends, until he has a pro go over the deed at the records office. He didn't say anything about talking to lovers." Her breast felt good in his mouth.

She wildly grabbed his fingers and jammed them into her, coming almost instantly. "Oh, oh, oh. This is too much. The loving and the excitement of being around you. There always something new."

She pressed herself against him and asked, "Do I get to watch tonight?"

He laughed and answered, "We are both going to do the beautiful Karen. She is going to have the sex of her life, courtesy of two admirers."

"Kim said you were a devil, and you really are. I saw the look Karen gave you this morning and knew she was a goner." 

"What about the kiss? That's when I knew she had to have more."

They rolled around, giggling and avoiding sex so Karen would get their very best attention.

Karen was trim and athletic. The dress, jewelry and perfume were just right on the fine body underneath. Suddenly having discovered the intimate parts of five women the past weekend, Theo wondered about what he would find tonight. The anticipation was good and made him aware of everything about her. Body movement, speech inflection, erect carriage, scent. 

Amelio's knew the Parsons name and they were shown to a window overlooking the city. One waiter took their drink order while a second announced the menu for the evening and left them to decide what they wished to order.

Karen looked around, impressed. "This is not high school teacher territory. But I suppose the President of the city's leading art gallery can dine where he wishes." She smiled, "Selma, how is he going to avoid getting a swelled head, having money and power at eighteen?"

"Karen, he is very smart, and has read about the perils of ego driven leadership. Besides, since I am going to work for him, I will box his ears if he misbehaves." 

He took her hand, "Karen, if you could do anything you wanted, what would it be?"

She sipped the very first dry martini she had ever ordered, and stared at him, her look turning soft.

"I was an art major in college. No jobs in art, so teaching was next best. I like teaching. I am a good teacher. I didn't want the promotion to principal, but decided better for me to run the place than stay a teacher and be oppressed by some imbecile."

Selma went, "Oooh, those are the toughest words I have ever heard from you."

Karen took a larger gulp of her gin and let it burn all the way down. "You two are helping to liberate me from fifteen years of a bad marriage. I should have dumped him a long time ago."

Theo watched the level of gin in her glass go down and thought to himself that it was good for her to let it all hang out. "You didn't answer my question?"

"Theo, can I trust you not to get mad if I give you an in the face answer?

"Go ahead. Selma and Kim have taught me about self restraint. Until recently, that is." He wanted Karen to wonder what that meant.

The food arrived, along with the excellent wine the steward had recommended. The conversation shifted again without Karen imagining for them her perfect future.

Talk was winding down when Karen said abruptly, "You are good to let me babble at you. I haven't had a grown up conversation in ages. I got a call the other day asking if I wanted to be considered for the superintendent's job when he retires in June."

Selma lay her hand on Karen's. "Do they mean it, or are they just trying to build a pool with women?"

"I don't know. I'm not a school board watcher or politician. Maybe that means I should turn them down, because a successful superintendent has to lobby for his or her students and teachers."

Theo said, "Selma tells me you'd like to see our study hall. Where she beat math into me so I could win that state competition."

They laughed at him as he settled the bill. "Yes, Theo, we understand how beaten you are. Couldn't hardly catch those passes for touchdowns last fall."

Karen was impressed again when the hidden garage door opened at Keeler and they drove into the basement. The ride in the elevator was smooth and silent. As Theo ushered them into the special room at the top, she whispered, "Selma, how could you study here? It's unbelievable." She walked over to the floor to ceiling window. Theo kept the light very low and prepared some flaky cakes and dessert wine for them to have sitting on the sofa looking out. Karen more than sipped at the wine and said, "I am totally spaced out."

Theo put a pillow in his lap and lay Karen out across him. Selma gathered up her legs, dropping the heels, and warmed her feet. Karen closed her eyes and said. "I hope I have been kidnapped on a glorious adventure with both of you. Going to a mountain hideaway, or a tropical island beach. Wake me when we get there."

Theo gently massaged her scalp and face. Selma reached up and undid the stockings so she could massage the muscled legs. Karen moaned and dozed. 

The work on her body brought her back to life. "You've been having sex, haven't you? I couldn't study for five minutes with this hunk without wetting my pants. They are wet right now and we haven't done anything."

Selma said quietly, "I have been attracted to him since the beginning. At first, he amazed me with that quick mind. Then he kept growing and began smelling like a man. But I told him we could not have sex until he was eighteen and until he graduated. The other day, when Kim hired me, I knew he didn't have to keep the graduation part of the promise. I spent last weekend with him. He is the perfect lover. Strong, virile, tender, energetic, attentive. I could go on and on. But Karen, he gives you the most incredible orgasms. My poor body was destroyed after I came and came and came."

Selma's hands were up under Karen's skirt, sliding the wet panties down. Theo was unbuttoning the silk blouse and sending a hand inside the lacy bra. Karen said, "Kiss me like you did this morning."

The room was nearly silent as Karen surrendered to her seduction. The continuing string of hot kisses made Selma's removal of her clothes seem completely natural. Selma herself was naked with no effort. Theo was attending to Karen's very fine naked breasts as Selma slipped his trousers off and revealed his massive erection for Karen's fingers.

Karen found herself face down on Theo's muscled thighs, with Selma's tongue exploring her folds and inner secrets. "Oh, please, we shouldn't, oh, I can't take this, please."

The entirety of the evening came together with a great shout as Karen orgasmed on Selma's tongue. "Oh my god, what am I doing. Oh, I've lost it, don't stop. Take me, take me. "

Theo spread her out before him, the city lights sparkling in the background, and firmly sheathed his great cock in Karen's trembling flesh. Her eyes sprang open, as if from a dream, and she shouted again, "Oh please, give me more, please more of that cock."

An hour later, the principal was limp as a noodle. She had been driven to climax and filled by Theo twice. Selma had pulled her on top and Theo beat on her ass until the women screamed and came together.

They had the sofa cushions on the floor and were cuddled together under a blanket. Karen was half awake and still shaking. Selma and Theo were exchanging slow, loving kisses and murmuring to each other.

Out of the blue, Karen said, "I want to teach art classes at the gallery. I want to teach and train the staff, learn from your best collectors, and do collaborative things with the department at the university."

She clasped Theo's hands with hers. "That's what I really, really want to do in my dreams." She closed her eyes.

Selma and Theo looked at each other wide eyed. Theo raised his eyebrows in question, and Selma nodded her head vigorously.

Theo went back to kissing Selma and messing with her boobs. She reached down and squeezed him.

After five minutes, Theo reached under the blanket for Karen's stiff nipple and gave it a good pinch.

"Wake up, you've been hired and have to go to work."

She sat up with a jerk and looked at them. "This is just a dream, right?"

Theo said in a stern voice, "Lady, I'm putting you over my knee and spanking that pretty behind until it is very red unless you get yourself cleaned up and get to work on those lesson plans." 

She collapsed on Selma. "My god, he means it doesn't he? He fucks me blind and hires me." She laughed and cried hysterically.

Selma showed her the tiny one person shower and they let the water do its work.

"She will be a great director of your training program."

"Can you imagine the uproar when the city and school board discover their best teacher and best principal have both been hired away by Parsons? Oh boy, am I in for it!"

She hugged him, "Your mother will be very proud. I am very proud. You have made a great catch. And you have made her very happy. She will work hard for you."

He whispered, "But she will be back for more sex, won't she?"

In his ear, she said, "Yes, and you will love it, devil man."

Karen was unsteady when they returned her home, with a secret agreement to get together the following weekend to talk about plans and dates. He walked her to the door, and said, laughingly, "I really enjoyed our first date, Karen."

"God, now I know why Selma has to beat you often. Good night. Theo, you have changed my life. I will have to find ways to thank you. Will my body do?"

They laughed and he butt fisted her.

Selma asked, "Do I get to sleep with you tonight? I need the comfort of your warm skin after all that excitement."

His eyes danced. "I just told one girl it was a great first date. Now I have another girl, on a second date, asking to sleep over. My place or yours?"

It was her bed they fell into, and her fresh hot coffee that went into his outstretched hand too early in the morning.

"Wiped out, are you? Having trouble keeping up with all these orgasmic women?" She pulled his hair and made loving noises at him. "Get in the shower, I have to be at school in thirty minutes. Are you at school or at work this morning?"

"At work. Clemmie told me last night there is a mountain of urgent messages."

"I'll drive and drop you at your car. I don't care who sees us anymore. I do have to call Eduardo and bring him up to date. He would love for you to visit him at home some time soon. He told me he wants to say hello to his friend, El Presidente."

Clemmie followed him into his office and closed the door with a click behind her. He sat in the fancy chair she had purchased for him. She immediately sat in his lap and said, "I want you to know this isn't your chair, it is our chair, and I get to sit in your lap whenever I choose, if the office situation permits. Does the situation permit me to clue you into these messages?

He nodded and she started explaining at the same time she unbuttoned her pretty blouse. There was no bra inside, just firm, curved boobs that she placed his hand on. She conveniently ground her behind into his groin as she settled in.

They spent the first hour making and returning phone calls. Between two calls, she whispered in his ear, "Don't you think this is a much more efficient way to get our work done than my sitting out there all lonely."

He whispered back, "Clemmie, at all costs, we can't have you lonely."

She wiggled her ass again and stuffed his hand into her bare wet muff under her skirt.

"If you get me off, I will be SO efficient for the rest of the day. I read in a magazine that orgasms are essential for the working woman."

His cell buzzed and it was Laura. "I have a key and I am coming in there. Get decent."

Clemmie asked if she had to get down. He held her in place and waited for Laura to launch through the door.

Her smile was brilliant. "I know a bunch of guys who would love to have secretaries who do their work like that."

They raised their hands. "Hey, nothing naughty going on here. We are processing phone messages."

She stood behind them and messed both of their heads and reached down for Clemmie's boob. "Theo, I hate to tell you, but this one goes both ways too."

All three of them laughed and danced around and fell in a heap on the sofa. Theo asked, kissing Laura, "Are you here for work related business?"

"I am, actually. Sarah sends her regards and says she and Kim are doing famously. The hotel they are staying in has provided a local guard, who knows the territory, so they did not take someone from here. Also, the Director of the major private gallery there, a woman, is accompanying them on the return for a look at how we do things here. Sarah thinks your services may be required. Also, Erica would like to have lunch at her place to discuss hiring practices. She said something about having talked to Selma. Also, Clemmie and I require that you stop at our place after work for a drink."

"Clemmie, I think you need to book me a flight to Nome."

"No, no, no. You have responsibilities now. No running away."

He had Laura's dress around her waist and her underwear around her knees. The body was wildly trying to get away, but he had her pinned on top of Clemmie. Both of them were under control.

"We are going to have discipline here or else. I have big hands and you have an incredible butt. Now let's talk."

She squirmed around and complained when he rained blows on her ass.

"You are going to be like all those other bosses, abusing the help when we are just trying to do a good job."

In the midst of changing course to be nice to Laura, Clemmie slipped into his lap and downed herself hard on his cock. Suddenly Laura was caught between them, with Clemmie riding him and beating the devil out of Laura's front. He was kissing Laura hard at the same time he had fingers in her wet pussy.

"Theo! You are really cruel. Torturing me while you entertain Clemmie with your big cock."

He pulled them all down together on the sofa. "Ok, I'm sorry. I love you both. But we do have to get some work done around here. Kim will take the flogger to all of us if we can't prove we deserve her confidence."

"Hold hands and repeat after me, "No sex in the office, no sex in the office, no sex in the office."

"Now give me a sweet gentle kiss and get to work."

Laura wiggled her ass as she pulled up her briefs and went through the door. Clemmie looked at him and said, "No more lap time?"

"No more lap time. You can only hit on me after hours." He squeezed her boob and gave her a warm shove out the door to her desk.

He made a quick call to Erica. "Can't do lunch, what about dinner?"

"Fine. You and I need an understanding about how people get hired."

"You're right. I apologize in advance. But she is exceptional talent that wants us and we need her."

"We'll talk about it tonight." He thought to himself that Erica might be feeling neglected with all the action going on around her. Especially when she had discovered he spent the night in Selma's bed.

A quick tour of the gallery was needed, hugging the staff, and shaking hands with visitors. Things seemed back to normal after the party. 

He sat on the corner of Clemmie's desk looking down her front and asking, "Who is the best person, with Kim and Sarah away, to brief me on the business."

"Clara. She is super smart and loves the art business. Sells a ton of stuff for us. Should I call her?"

"No. Tell me how to find her."

"Only if you stop looking at my tits. You said no sex in the office."

He looked around and then gave her a quick kiss. "Small displays of affection are permitted."

She told him where Clara was and stuck out a pink tongue.

Clara saw me approaching in her monitor screen and swiveled around, mouthing "almost done," while telling the person on the line she would be delighted to show her several pieces of Spanish period art.

She stood and gave me a hug. "You must be here to reprimand me for that last drink the other night."

"A little bird told me you hold your liquor, sell like a demon, and can clue me in on what's hot."

"Why don't we find sandwiches and sit down in the atrium?"

"The gallery basically operates on three levels. The walkin tourist traffic; the knowledgeable buyer looking for something they like; and the professionals who have a depth of experience and know exactly what they want. Only a few of us are qualified to deal with the pros. Most of the staff has a specialty they use to help buyers interested in that area; and all of us take turns in the main areas where tourists need help to make choices."

Over another thirty minutes, she gave me an excellent picture of how Parsons was doing, which was very well. I stood and apologized for running to my next appointment. She rose up against me and landed warm lips on my cheek. "Would you like another installment in your art education some time? My place is a little more comfortable."

I took her hand and walked us in the back to a dark corner and pressed her up against the wall, my mouth devouring hers. "I have a big problem in this new job, there are way too many smart beautiful women who are interested in seeing me after work. I hope there is a boyfriend to keep you satisfied."

She turned us around and mashed herself into me. She whispered, "But don't you have to check the merchandise? Sometimes it is hard to tell the fake from the real mccoy."

"Ok, if I'm not poaching, we'll do an art seminar, but it has to be at my place."

"You're sure Kim won't find us? She does track me down and carry me off."

I kissed her fiercely and said, "I should have known you were hot enough for her to chase. We have to wait at least a week until I dig out from under all this. Remember, you're hitting on a high school senior who still has to graduate."

Her words were almost a hiss, "Oooh, I like them young and hard."

I was just at my car on the way to school when Laura appeared on the passenger side. "May I ride with you?" How, I asked myself, can a woman's eyes be, at the same time, taunting, alluring and inviting?




The Dark Lady Ch. 02



I turned out of the garage and asked, "Is this official travel?"

"Very. One, I have been instructed to be your shadow. Two, I have to see Selma about space planning and timing. She said to come out to school. Three, you may need me to go with you to Erica's. Four, that vamp Clara is dangerous."

"Five, you are still giving me the shivers." Her hand was on mine, fingers carving lines in my palm. I was hard.

"After my meeting with Lyle, the football coach, what bed are we going to relax in while you explain yourself?"

Her nails dug in. "I can be violent when teased."

"You think I didn't learn that last weekend when the two of you flattened me?"

The hand put my fingers in her mouth. "Actually, I have a better idea. Get a key to one of the VIP suites at Keeler if you have one. Arrange for food there. I'm happy to cook, or help cook. At 5 o'clock, the four of us are going for a run to get rid of suppressed energy. You go with Selma to get clothes at her house and we'll meet at Keeler. Tell Erica that she will be going on the run with us at 5 and meeting with me later. If she complains, tell her it is a command performance and I will be by to get her at 4:45."

She was sucking hard on my fingers and didn't want to let go, but we were turning into the school parking lot.

As we were walking in, I gave her a hug and said, "I kind of like having a shadow."

I got another pink tongue pointed at me. Must be catching.

In his office, Lyle was relaxing with a magazine full of pro football reports. Like most high school coaches, he taught PE for a living, and trained kids for the joy of it.

We shook hands and he looked me over. "That head doesn't seem too swelled."

He sat back down and said, "I get to school yesterday and the first thing the kids in period one said was, 'Theo is President, Theo is President.' I'm standing there, feeling like a fool and asking, 'Theo who and President of what?' " We laughed.

"The reason I asked you to come by is that I got a call from my friend Larry at UA. He and his colleague Arthur want us to come over for lunch at the faculty club."

"I know Larry is the head football coach, but who is Arthur?"

"I didn't know either. I looked him up. He is Chairman of the math department."

I looked at Lyle. "What do we do?"

He chuckled, "We go over and get a free lunch and see what they are up to."

On my way to Erica's, I wondered whether I was going to be offered something at the university. That would give Kim a shock.

Erica had her running clothes on when she climbed in. She tried to look tough. "What is this business of ordering me to report for a run?"

"You need it. You are a bundle of nerves with your whole world turned upside down. No more cool collected analyst. You have to get that fancy behind out there and do something. You have to knock down smartass executives that think they can hire anyone they please."

We smiled at each other and she said, "You are damn right about that!"

Keeler had a nice path leading away from the cul de sac into a shallow rocky ravine. I told the women, thirty minutes out and thirty back. Then work conversation over dinner and after that, they could do anything with me they wished.

Because of football, I was in the best shape, and made sure they broke a good sweat and got the heartbeat up. On the way back, Laura had the bit in her teeth and tried to make a race of it. I let her have ten yards on me until almost the end, then closed slowly but surely. We came tearing out of the ravine in a dead heat and fell into each other's arms. 

"You are bad, letting me think I had a chance to beat you."

"You did, I might have tripped."

Her arm came around to swat me but caught the side of my head full on. I snapped back and pretended to fall on the pavement. Erica and Selma rushed up. I lay there motionless while Laura cried, "OMG, I didn't mean to hit him!"

I carefully opened one eye. They stared at me. Selma's toe prodded me, "Get up." Erica's toe prodded me, "You are a faker." Laura rubbed her eyes and said, "Ok, no slugging the boss. I'm probably fired."

Selma and Erica walked her away, threatening terrible retribution if I did anything nasty to Laura. I caught up and pinched three different behinds. "I think I need to run slower. The view from back here is fabulous."

The women relaxed in terry robes as I served white wine and imported cheese and crackers. "Laura, remind me what we need to talk about."

"Theo, there are several misdeeds to report about you. First, you and Selma had a meeting with Karen, the principal at your school, that ended with your hiring her to run a new arts training program. I think we will need help from Selma to learn what went on and what should have gone on."

"Second, you allowed your secretary to take sexual liberties with you in the office, and when I came in, you both attacked me. This was totally inappropriate behavior for the President's Office. The only good thing I can report to Selma and Erica is that you did forbid any more sex in the office."

"Third, you allowed Clara, one of our best art salespersons, to hit on you in a dark corner of the gallery after lunch. When I approached with a message, there was no air between you, and you were promising to get together with her after hours."

Selma asked, "Useless one, did you actually earn any of your exorbitant salary today?"

"Well, I'm not sure, but Coach Lyle says he and I are invited over to the Univ for lunch with the head football coach and the chair of the math department."

Selma and Erica stared at me, "You're kidding?"

"Sorry, no."

Selma said, "He has very good hands. I guess after last weekend, I don't have to tell you that."

Laura asked, "When you are destroying my tits, are you thinking about catching footballs?" She opened the robe and flashed her generous boobs at him.

Erica frowned and said, "Young one, this is supposed to be about work. I know he makes it hard to stay on work, but we must try. So the best supposition is that the Univ is going to make you some kind of attractive offer. Your mother is going to have a triple fit." The three of them smiled at each other.

"Wait a minute, let's not count any chickens. Maybe it's something dumb like a nothing offer."

Selma interrupted, "About the Karen affair, she was so overwhelmed with the study hall that she came on to us and one thing led to another. Theo may have gotten a little carried away, but this is one hot talented woman who will do a great job for Parsons."

Erica asked, "When do I get to meet her?"

Selma looked at me and raised her eyebrows. I said, "We have a planning meeting on Saturday night. Would you like to join us?"

Laura said, "Oh shit, I knew it." She stood. "We need to eat in. I'm going to get food. You stay here and sort this out."

I led the way to the bedroom with the king bed and arranged it so they could lie on their towels while I did some massage. The approving moans got quieter and quieter and in ten minutes they were asleep.

I was just coming into the living room from the shower when Laura returned with bags and a six pack. I helped her put things down and grabbed her. She wrapped her arms around me and hugged tight. I whispered into her ear. "I hope it is ok for you to be my helper right now. I have feelings for you. I know having all these hot bodies around is confusing. It is for me too. Promise me you will pound on me if I'm being bad."

Her eyes were wet when she looked up and sought his lips. "Damn you, Theo, you make a girl all soft. I think I have a crush on you."

Voices behind us said, "He does that to others too." More emotional kisses. After a while, I got us moved back to the big bed, making a mess but enjoying Thai food and Thai beer.

"Hang on a sec, I need to check something." He found his phone and punched in a number. She answered immediately and I said, "Hi, I hope I'm not disturbing you."

I put the phone on speaker and put it down on the pillow. "No, not at all. Actually, I'm sitting here thinking about what a mess you have made of my life... A delightful mess that is."

"Could we borrow you for a couple of hours. I have a meeting going on that could use your experience and advice. If it's ok, Laura will come by and get you in ten minutes."

"Oh yes, that sounds much better than teacher evaluations. What do I wear?"

"A tee and shorts. We're casual. See you soon."

"Laura, go commando in your thinnest teeshirt. When you get back, bring her right in here. and drop your clothes." 

She did a cartwheel to the doorway and was gone.

He pulled Erica into his lap and said, "You asked to meet her, and sooner is better than later. You could tell she is already mentally moving on from that school job."

"This is going to be nude encounter?"

Theo laughed and said, "She already had the pleasure of meeting Selma and me in the nude, now it is your turn and Laura's turn. You will be impressed."

Laura and Karen were back in twenty minutes and walking into the bedroom. Staying where he was, half covered with the bed sheet, Theo said, "Come in, welcome to our conference facility. You know Selma and have met Laura. This is Erica Manning, the new Director of Human Resources at Parsons. I owe both of you an apology for not arranging this meeting sooner. You're welcome to leave your clothes on or off. We've been for a run and a shower and are lounging around, having dinner and thinking about new programs at Parsons to go with the new talent that is being recruited."

Karen looked at him, at the three naked women, the opulence of the room, and the view of the city out the big window. With a big smile, she said, "Point me to the shower, I need a run thru myself." When she came back, the towel was being used on her hair and the rest of the fine body was gloriously revealed. She climbed onto the bed on all fours and kissed Theo, then kissed the others. Theo held out his arms and she crawled into his lap.

"Selma, is he having sex with all the women around him?"

"Pretty much. There is a certain attraction, don't you think?"

"Oh god, yes!" She turned her head to kiss Theo again and asked, "Last night doesn't have to be a one night stand, does it?"

The room roared with laughter. Karen blushed. Theo reached down and tweaked her hard nipple. 

Erica said, "If you ask nicely, he usually grants sleep over privileges."

"Oh my, that sounds good. Theo, may I have a beer and a chance to collect my wits before I have to answer questions about the arts training program?"

Selma and Theo smiled at each other. The chemistry between Erica and Karen was off to a good start. If Erica and Karen and Theo spent the night together, more progress was likely.

On a hunch, Theo whispered to Laura to get his little voice recorder and then everyone relaxed and began what turned out to be a fascinating hour and a half discussion about migrating the staff from a group of mostly women with their attention focused on selling art, to a more professional staff with more men and more competence in a range of art related activities that could be a community and regional resource. How to motivate and compensate staff in a more diffuse work environment. How to engender a teaching frame of mind in every staff person. Karen and Selma and Erica were bouncing ideas around in a great flurry of conversation, hands and arms expressing their engagement with the subject.

Theo carefully balanced his comments so as to show interest without displacing the ownership of the meeting the three women held. Laura slipped in next to him and held his hand. Every once in a while, she sucked his finger. Karen noticed and smiled. "Laura, in addition to being sexy as all get out, I think you are probably the kind of staff person we are talking about. Does any of this make sense?"

She sat up and blushed. She hadn't expected to participate. "Um, I'd like a chance to get all this written down, but it is really exciting. Kim and Theo want to move Parsons forward and the three of you seem like people to make it happen."

Theo clapped at the pretty speech and started wrestling with Laura. "Karen, this shedevil has a twin who is in Mexico City with Kim. Together, they make my life miserable, forcing me to do things I said I would do, getting me to appointments on time, it's just terrible."

They were on the floor now and she was giving back as good as she got. He stood and tossed her into the middle of the bed. "Be nice to her, she's special." He stared at them. "You are all special. Can we go to sleep now?

He was brushing his teeth when Karen nudged up against his side. "Last night was terrific. Tonight was even better. Do you have any more surprises for me?"

He looked at her in the mirror. "Nice tits."

She slumped. "So that's it, huh? Nice tits."

Her hand was halfway to his head when he scooped her up and went back to the bed. "I keep having to throw women back in my bed. Must have a problem." He turned out the light and crawled in. There was a lot of wiggling and shifting around and kissing noises. 

When he woke, Laura was on her phone taking an early call from Sarah. Rapidfire girl shorthand. In the kitchen, coffee was hot and eggs were in the pan. Selma was doing omelets to order. He went back and put some clothes on and returned to the nice soft concoction he loved, full of chopped up vegetables.

"Selma, I'll be your slave forever if you make those omelets for me. He hugged and kissed her. Laura appeared and delivered the report from Mexico. "They are coming back on the noon plane, The Director is with them. The locals laid on a fantastic dinner last night. Details later. They spent a hundred thousand buying art. Sarah says she was that close to taking a young handsome guy to bed with her last night, but chickened out at the last moment. Says she is scared Theo will tan her hide for straying."

Theo growled, "Damn right," and the others laughed.

Karen came rushing through, saying she had an incredible time but had to get home to get changed and make it to school on time.

Between bites, Theo eyed Erica and said, "Well?"

"You're right, she is outstanding. But I am still going to beat you for going over my head." She stood behind him, nuzzling his ear and pulling his hair, and whispering terrible threats. He gestured to Selma and Laura to come over. 

"I am violating our lawyer's instructions by telling you that those rocks have gold in them. Not just a trace either. But nothing can be said to anyone until the documents that protect the property have been inspected and no errors found. I have an appointment with the lawyer at five, so with any luck we can surprise Kim and Sarah at dinner."

Erica clung to him. "Right there in front of our eyes! But Theo saw them! OMG."

Laura hissed at him, "Another goddam feather in your cap! When is this going to stop?" Her lips and tongue were busy all over him. He pulled her into his lap and rubbed between her legs. "If you two hadn't been fooling around so much, we would never have stopped there. Parsons may have to give you and Sarah a bonus."

It was Erica's turn to hiss. "You give her a bonus all the time, right where your hand is!"

"Oh, you are so nasty, I'm going to cry. Selma do something!"

Theo stood and beat on all three of them. "Work, not play! We have to make it look like we are actually running the Southwest's premier art dealership when Kim gets to the office."

Clemmie was subdued when Laura and Theo appeared. "Am I forgiven?"

Laura and I dragged her into the office and locked the door. Laura's voice was dark and threatening. "We should strip you naked and beat your ass until it bleeds. Trying to seduce your boss in broad daylight!"

I held her hands tightly above her head, facing the wall, and Laura began a drumbeat on the incredibly beautiful globes twisting and writhing under her hand. After five sharp hits, I picked her up and dropped her on the sofa facing up. Laura was by my side.

Clementine looked fearfully at us. "Is that it? You must like me after all, if you let me off so easily."

I kissed her mouth. Laura kissed her nipples. We kept our hands away from her bottom.

Laura wrapped her in the sofa blanket and we rolled and prodded and rubbed her through it. I ran my hands in her long blond hair and licked her ears.

"Oh god, this is too much. I'm going to cry."

There was a lot of three way kissing. I said, "We love you. You are doing a fantastic job. You are so sexy, it drives us mad. What if we move the office to a teepee out in the desert and run around naked?"

Both of them were laughing and hollering about how bad their boss was. We helped Clemmie get her clothes back on and had her check the flight information for Kim's plane. I said, "Laura's got a full plate, would you like to handle the pickup duty today?" 

When she was out the door, Laura dropped in my lap and asked, coolly, "What's that about?"

I gave her a chaste peck on the cheek and said, "Lulubelle, we've got work to do. There has to be a two page executive update ready when they get back, and we need real meat to put in it. Get Clara up here to feed us some hot gossip and pending sales. Ask Accounting for the latest revenue and expense numbers. I'll start drafting something and put in an oblique mention of the gold that will have her all over me."

Laura wasn't used to being mobilized like that, but between the three of us, there was a very credible report in the center of Kim's desk by the time she walked in.

The three of them made an elegant entrance. Mexico City shopping was very much in evidence. Laura and Clara and I were introduced to Carmella Dolores Santiago y Albanez. If you can tell good breeding by looks, she had it. And seemed athletic and down to earth at the same time. 

"Please call me Marty, all my friends do." I looked puzzled and she said, "Yes, it doesn't have anything to do with my given names. One of my girlfriends used it when I was a kid and it stuck."

Sarah and Laura disappeared to deal with lunch, which was going to be brought in. Kim and Marty said they were eating out too much and getting fat, so a little salad would be nice. 

Kim left me to entertain Marty while she checked her desk. In about fifteen minutes, she came back, waving the two pager and saying, "You've been up to no good while I was gone. These are better sales and better numbers than I do in a year." Laura caught my eye and grinned. 

I tried to look serious and presidential, but Kim put a headlock on me and delivered a hot wet kiss right in front of Marty. She and Marty looked at each other and Kim said, "That one has wormed our secrets from me already. We may not be able to let her go back to Mexico."

Kim and the girls put together an afternoon schedule for Marty. I suggested that if they wanted to eat in, we could assemble at Keeler at 4:30 for a run or a walk, and then have cocktails and dinner there.

Selma came in and was introduced, falling immediately into a cascade of rapid Spanish. Selma rolled her eyes and commented on the liquid Castilian Spanish she was hearing. Marty said, in English, "I went to university in Madrid and inhaled all this high brow language." She laughed and added, "It is very useful when I am chasing money from rich Mexicans. It is like the success those women from England have in the U.S." We all laughed. 

On the way to Keeler, I remembered about the deed review and stopped for a quick call to the lawyer. "Theo," he said, "so far things are checking out. The deed included mineral rights and there are no other conflicts about minerals we can find so far. The assay is stratospherically high, but of course there is no telling where those rocks were washed down from and whether the source is on your property. We need some very discreet prospecting by someone we can trust."




The Dark Lady Ch. 02



"Tom, thanks a million for your diligence. I need to talk to Kim, and after I get her down off the ceiling, see if one of her many acquaintances fills the bill about prospecting. I'll call you tomorrow."

With that happy news, I changed and found some water bottles to take on the run. The women arrived in a couple of vehicles a few moments later. Even though I advertised a walk option, they all wanted to run, including Marty. It didn't take long for Sarah to forge out in front, stretching her legs after all the cramped hours on planes and in meetings. Laura stayed with her and they looked for me, but I decided to run with Kim and Marty. Selma and Erica were in the middle, talking about work.

"Theo," Kim said, "what about that assay report you mentioned in the update?"

"I hate to break the bad news to you, Kim, especially in front of your friend, Marty, but the assay office says there is ten thousand dollars in gold in those rocks we picked up at the mine."

It took a few moments for her to put that together. "Theo!" Her scream could be heard for a mile. "You total devil!" 

I said to Marty. "It looks like she is rich all over again. Taking a worthless deed from a drunk miner and finding gold on the property."

Kim was jumping up and down like a teenager. Everyone stopped to enjoy the spectacle. Laura had her arms around Sarah, filling her in.

Kim was still jumping up and down, waving her arms. I poked her in the butt and said, "Run while you celebrate. And don't celebrate too hard, those rocks might have been washed onto your property from somewhere else. Tom and I think we need a trusted geologist to do some careful prospecting without attracting attention."

She stared at Marty. "I think he just told me I am poor again." 

There was more laughing than running going on and we turned around. Marty and Kim and I walked. Marty said, "Theo, there is a tradition south of the border that the man who finds gold has some of it made into a bracelet for his loved one."

Feeling rambunctious, I picked her up and tickled her and said, "Just for that, I am going to have two bracelets made, one for Kim and one for you."

She said, "Kim, he is very manly, no?" Without waiting for an answer, I received a lovely soft but demanding kiss. I said to myself that the guy who had this woman for a friend was very lucky.

"Theo, you stop flirting with Marty right now. She doesn't have a boyfriend, but you stay out of her knickers anyway." I put the sexy package down and patted her athletic rear. "I am glad you came to visit, senora. Or should it be senorita?"

She laughed, "I am divorced, so it confuses people. I answer to both!" She rested her hand on my waist and stuck her tongue at Kim. We all laughed.

Kim got me in the shower and started beating on me, releasing some of her tension and excitement from the last few days. "Beast, brute, horrible male." I just kept my soapy hands moving, fingers digging in muscles here and there. She had her hands on the shower wall, moaning as I worked on her. Pretty soon, Marty and Selma and Erica were cycling through, applying soapy hands wherever possible. My hands were checking out the others, and especially Marty, who was very lean for a woman from her culture. I whispered, "Where does this incredible athletic body come from?"

Kim pushed Marty up against the wall, facing outward, and attacked. Selma had me in a clinch and Erica was behind. All three of us watched Kim making out with our visitor. Marty's eyes got wider and wider as Kim's hands went lower and lower. Suddenly, Kim was on her knees, face buried between Marty's legs. The other three of us moved in with kisses, tongues, nips and pinches. Little gasps of Spanish were flowing from Marty as she trembled and came in a great shaking orgasm.

I left the women to beautify themselves and made a large pitcher of margaritas. I was finishing when Sarah and Laura showed up with dinner in several insulated bags. Before we started setting up to serve, they grabbed me by the ears. "Buster, you are not getting off without a treatment from us. Not on your life. Be prepared."

I pulled them together in front of me and knocked their heads. "Threats will get you nowhere." Then I whispered, "I think Kim wants Marty in her bed tonight. What if we provide some extra entertainment?" They rubbed on me and giggled about fun and games in Kim's bedroom.

Dinner was great. Marty bubbled through all sorts of questions about her gallery, her work, her culture and on and on. Toward the end, I said, "We've just hired a terrific woman educator to build an arts teaching program. Would you have a few minutes to spend with her tomorrow?"

Kim was giving me a cool look, but I smiled back at her. After watching her subdue Marty, I knew that Karen would be a Kim bed partner in minutes.

"Oh, that sounds like fun. I too would like to have a program for learning about art. Perhaps we can plan together."

I told her that Sarah would coordinate schedules. Kim was smiling dubiously and sipping some port. The conversation waned and eyelids were drooping. Kim took Marty's hand and led her back into the bedroom wing. I looked at the other four and motioned to the corner where we liked to pile on each other and talk.

The girls found pillows and duvets and the bodies snuggled together with kisses and licks. It felt good to have everyone together again. I pulled Sarah close and said, in a loud whisper, "There is a rumor that you had the instant hots for a guy in Mexico City." Many hands roamed around Sarah, undoing buttons and snaps and getting her naked. She protested, "I haven't done anything wrong. You are not going to punish me for a couple of kisses, are you?"

I hissed, "Likely story. I sentence you to a punishment delivered by your peers." Sarah was moaning, then screaming, then coming in short order. Things were calming down when Kim and Marty appeared in the doorway, asking if anything was wrong. They looked lovely in a pair of Kim's football jerseys. 

"We are having togetherness training. You are welcome to join."

Marty turned as if to get more clothes, but Kim grabbed her hand and they danced into the middle of the pile dragged down by many hands. I made sure to get Marty's gorgeous legs across my middle and Laura had her torso. Selma and Erica were positioned to give Kim a lot of trouble. Sarah was playing the field and then volunteering to find refreshments. 

I wondered how long it would take my wandering hands on her legs to get a response from Marty. She knew from the afternoon that we were a dangerous, sharing collection of sex addicts.

The response was that she played kissyface with Laura while twitching and humping at my hand with her wet pussy. She said something in Spanish to Selma, who laughed and said to everyone, "Marty wants to know how it is we have so much fun together."

My fingers found Marty's very prominent clit and rubbed it gently. I got Laura's hand and led it to the same place. Marty groaned at us, "Bad, bad." Laura moved her hand to my cock and pulled it toward the Mexican beauty's crotch. I raised my eyebrows at her and she nodded yes and said, "Now."

I sat up against the wall and got Marty in my lap, facing the other women. Her ass was pushing firmly back against my erection. I massaged her back, pushing her down and forward until she was almost on her knees and my cock slid easily into the wet cunt. My hands on her boobs brought her smartly back and down on me. "Oof! Madre Dios, you are a devil."

Everyone laughed and Selma told her in rapidfire Spanish that they all knew I was the devil. Marty looked around and asked, "All of these women are yours?"

More laughter as every head nodded. I was keeping her cunt busy with short, sharp thrusts. She wasn't used to this treatment because each thrust produced another groan of joy. It was like the shower in the afternoon, except now she was riding my cock and going to come very soon. As the pace increased, I got her up on hands and knees and slapped her cheeks in rhythm with my cock.

"No, no, please no, Aaiiee!"

Bodies closed in on her, hands softly sliding back and forth, voices murmuring.

Kim gave me a wet kiss and said, "You will answer to me later." She tried to pinch my important part but I diverted her hand to my mouth and sucked on the fingers. 

She lay back on me and said to the group, "I am completely torn. I have a marvelous trip to Mexico City and learn a lot, thanks to Marty. I am thinking to myself that traveling to art centers around the world, which is what I told the staff I would do, is going to be wonderful. Then I come back here and discover that the gallery was better off without me and gold has been discovered! On top of that, all of my closest helpers have been having wonderful sex with Theo and they are happier than ever. So I am planning on wild homecoming loving with this big man and the next thing I know he is buried in my new friend Marty and she is coming and coming. What do I do now?"

Everyone attacked at once. Fingers and lips and teeth were on all parts of the trim body. Legs were raised and pulled back to expose her sex. I was pushed into position and my hard purple tool sank slowly into place. "Ahhh," went up from the audience. Kim's eyes were closed and she made unintelligible low moans. I was hardly seated when she moaned louder and gushed on me. 

I intoned, as though at a religious ceremony, "She is our leader and must be bred." The pulsing twitching hips were in constant motion. I rammed her harder and the moans rose in frequency.

"She must be bred. She must be bred" echoed through the room. The slapping noise was loud in the room as I hit her harder and faster. I felt her tensing and drove once more deep and strong, and we came together in a great shout.

I rolled us over and beat a tattoo on her ass. "You are bred," I exclaimed. "She is bred, she is bred," echoed as bodies fell upon us.

For a long time, no one moved. Quiet sighs could be heard. Lips fastened to each other made kissing noises. My cock still pulsed in her. She cried quietly and whispered, "My son, my lover, do not leave me."

My hands were wandering to other bodies, thinking of my promises to the young ones. Slowly the pile untangled and people went to the shower. Marty was next to me, kissing Kim and me alternately.

"Senor Theo, this is very special loving you do. Maybe you could add one needy senorita from Mexico to your group?"

The three of us made little laughing noises and poked at one another. Kim moved to embrace her and said, "Yes, you must stay, at least part time, with us. There is so much to do. There is so much loving."

Finally, I was in the shower cleaning up and thinking about bed, even though it was still early. I found the side bedroom with the twin beds, and made myself comfortable with a book. My eyes had closed when little feet noises approached. The book was removed, the light extinguished, and two bodies fitted themselves in tightly. My arms wrapped around their shoulders and I kissed where I could.

I whispered, "You are the best helpers anyone could have. I love you."

Little murmurs and sniffles. Legs over mine and gentle hip thrusts. "Will you sleep now and molest us later?"

(cont'd in Part 3 - More Rocks and a Pianist)



The Dark Lady Ch. 03



The morning after Kim's return from Mexico, I wandered into the dining room, where brilliant sunshine blasted in from the desert. Two nymphs in football shirts had the coffee going and were setting the table. I fondled each behind in turn and declared my instant lust for them. I was handed a tall glass of orange juice and asked what exotic place I was taking them for ravishment.

I stood in the window and pondered my choices. There was much work today, and Sarah needed to get Karen and Marty together.

I gestured for them to approach and whispered, "What if Karen and Marty meet at noon in the study hall, and Karen has a sudden need to take the rest of the afternoon off. We could slip away to the mine for exploration?"

Their eyes were bright and smiling. "Ooh, he is going to do us on some rock in front of Karen and Marty!"

I nodded and reached up under the football shirts to find and pinch a nipple on their fronts. A sudden voice at my ear said, "He is up to no good, I can tell." Erica nibbled at my ear and said, "You sure run good therapy sessions. That one last night was first class."

I pulled her down for a warm, wet kiss. "Look who I got lessons from." I gave her a nice tight good morning hug and got a thank you kiss.

Soon the room was full of women in various states of dress, getting their breakfasts and putting plans together. Kim wanted thirty minutes with me to review priorities and I suggested staying behind at Keeler with an extra cup of coffee, because I needed to visit my neglected high school obligations and would not be going to the office today. When the others had gone off, I got Clemmie on the speakerphone, told her Kim was with me, and asked for an update.

"I've been keeping both of your calendars clear. Clara was by to see if Kim could meet with the sales staff to debrief the Mexico trip and her rumored purchases. Does that work for you morning or afternoon, Kim?"

"Yes, Clemmie. Let's do it at eleven before the gallery gets busy."

Clemmie also said, darn her, "Clara also wanted to know if you had picked a date for you know what."

"Ok, I hear you, will talk to her. Have to go over to school, may not make it there today. Give me a ring if anything comes up."

Kim was standing in back, pulling my ears. "Theo, don't tell me you are romancing my best salesperson."

"I swear, and I have a witness, that she hit on me. Hit hard. Rumor has it that she has shared your bed, so you know what a sexy thing she is. I turned her down, but she wouldn't take no for an answer and I agreed to have dinner with her."

Kim said, in a soothing tone, rubbing her front on me, "Poor Theo, all these horny women jumping him. You have my permission to bed her, but only if it is here and I can watch."

I stood and we boxed around for a minute, then hugged and kissed. I got an armlock on her and whispered, "I am not the same when you are gone. And it is not just the sex, either. I'd like to talk to you someday about Jeannie Simpson. Remember her?"

Kim jerked back and stared at me sharply. "What's that about? Have you been poking around in my past?"

I held her hands and stared back. "I have. It's part of my history too. You are slowly shedding some of the Parsons armor you carefully built up and it's making you a better, nicer person." We were walking back to her room so she could get office clothes on.

I pushed her up against the wall, "I know, you are going to tell me we are playing with fire. Yes, we are. I think it will be worth it."

She collapsed around me in sudden tears. "Oh Theo, this is hard. I promised you that night two weeks ago that there would be no more secrets, but this is hard."

I sat us down on the sofa in her room. She curled into me still sniffling. I said, "All those years ago, Jeannie had to become Kim to keep the nasty world at bay. Now you have me, you have your helpers and friends, you have a fine place here in Arizona. The Ice Queen can go in the closet for safekeeping.

She buried her head in my shoulder and closed her eyes for minutes. Finally her head came up and I got a long warm wet kiss that had a story with it. A story of the new Kim, bringing fresh joy into her life. A vulnerable Kim that I just pledged to protect and nourish with all my heart.

She jumped up. "Help me dress, I'm late."

I pulled down the boy shorts and shimmied her into black lace panties, and tucked those perfect breasts into the matching bra. I picked a bright flowery dress from the rack, saying, "You are giving a cheery, informal talk to the staff. This will be perfect." 

I picked up her perfume bottle and dabbed some in the right places. She smiled and said, "You better wash that off your hand, unless you are going after yet another woman." I pinched her bottom and we went to the garage.

I parked far out in the high school lot and walked in to Karen's office. Her secretary smiled and said, "You are in luck, she just got back from a meeting."

I knocked and entered her office. "Hi, got a moment?"

She looked up and gave me a big smile. "Yes, of course. I've set a date with the Superintendent. Two weeks from Friday."

I went over to give her a congratulatory hug and got a kiss too. She sniffed and asked, "Isn't it a little early in the day to be bedding women with expensive perfume?" She patted the front of my jeans.

I stayed in the hug and said, "Kim asked me to help her dress. She has to give a talk to the staff and I decided a little scent would be the right touch."

"And you put your hand down her front to make sure just a dab got in her cleavage?"

I stepped behind her and let my hand find its way down her cleavage. "Stop that. I can't get caught with you feeling up the principal."

"Ok, three things. One, the reduced study load already isn't working. Too many things going on at once. Second, I am kidnapping you at noon for a special meeting with the director of the gallery in Mexico City to talk about art education. Third, you have a sudden personal emergency that requires you to take the afternoon off. We are going out to the mine. I'll tell you more later."

She sat down and put her head in her hands. "Theo Parsons, working for you..." She paused, and looked up, "is the best thing that ever happened to me. I'll meet you at my house at noon."

He stopped next at Miss Kristoph's classroom. Susan had a free period and invited him to sit down on the chair next to her desk. "Haven't seen much of you lately. What's going on?"

He hitched the chair forward and hunched over, "I'm really sorry about missing class. I've been burning the candle at both ends the last few days and not paying enough attention to my smart and pretty English teacher." He reached out and took her hand in his. It was a beautiful hand, with long flexible fingers. "These are pianist hands. Do you play?"

"Yes. I practiced hard when I was young. My parents wanted me to try out for Juillard. A little voice told me I'd never be in the top rank, and it is a tough life making a living as a concert pianist without a recording contract and no reputation."

He massaged her hand gently, then turned it over and ran his thumb on her palm, following the crease of her lifeline. "My mother has a Steinway grand in her house. Would you play it for us some time?"

He kissed the back of her hand and licked a finger.

"Theo! Stop flirting with me. Yes, I'll come play if you promise not to get me in trouble in public."

Her eyes were big and inviting. He hadn't meant this to be another conquest but there was chemistry at work. He didn't drop her hand, but sat up and said, "I was wondering if there was a way I could do homework for you but not come to class. I need the daytime hours at the gallery."

"Invite me for dinner tomorrow and I'll think about it." She stood up and grabbed him for a hot kiss, stolen before they were observed. "There! Get out of here!" She was excited. 

Karen pulled into her driveway on time and said, "Come on in while I get my desert clothes on. That's ok for the lunch meeting too?"

She was down to her underwear in a flash and climbing into his lap rather than her jeans. She thrust his hand into her panties, which were very wet. "You did that to me in my office! Theo, I haven't got this hot over a guy since I was a teenager!"

He rubbed her boob. "That's an ok feeling?"

"God yes. Come in here a minute I need to wash my face." She skinned out of the panties as she went and tossed them toward the hamper. She turned on the water and leaned over the vanity with her bare ass sticking out a mile toward him. The eyes were directing him to get to work. A quickie.

He plunged into a liquid mess. She gave a large grunt, "Yes, yes, more, harder."

In a dozen strokes, she was coming. "Come with me, please! I need you."

He hadn't been planning on that, but her cunt was working on him and the stare from the mirror was daring him not to perform. Theo wasn't used to dares about his masculinity, and his balls obliged with a good dose of his best stuff, shot out of his hose with great force. She bent down, splashing water on her face and hissing, "Fucker. Goddam fucker. I am getting used to this. Bad girl."

He sat her on the counter over the bowl, facing him, and washed her bottom thoroughly, fingers running through all the best parts and making her curse him again. She hopped down and dried off. She looked totally freshly fucked and knew it.

"We are going to be found out at this lunch. I hope that is ok."

He pulled her tight to his side as they went out the door, saying, "You have company in the recently fucked department, don't worry about it."

Marty and the twins were there before them, with lunch arranged. Marty and Karen exchanged warm hellos, realizing each had a relationship with the male in the room. The twins observed this and looked at Theo with grins. He sat down and said, "This lunch is for the two of you to chat about arts education and training. The twins and I are bit players and we can duck out if you like."

He was refused and they started eating, sitting side by side. He took the twin's arms and positioned the three of them on the floor across the low table from Marty and Karen. One dark, one light and both overflowing with sex appeal. He reached out and took Marty's hand to Sarah's mouth. He reached out and took Karen's hand to Laura's mouth. The eyes looked hot and stricken with lust. The two turned their heads and kissed. Gently at first, then harder and hotter.

They retrieved their hands and fell back into each other's arms. Karen said, "He does this, you know. Just when you think things are calming down, he is back and you are so hot you can't stand it."

Before she stopped talking, Marty had pushed her down and was on top, launched into aggressive loving.

Theo said to his helpers. "We had better get them separated or we'll never get to the mine."

The remainder of the lunch was gathered up while the two on the sofa ravished each other. Theo pulled them up and said, "I am SO glad you have found common interests to share, but we have a date in the desert."

With faces and fronts totally flushed, the two instant lovers followed the others to the big SUV in the garage and climbed in the back. Shortly, Theo was across town and headed southeast. Soft voices and murmurs were coming from the back seat. Sarah and Laura were sharing the front passenger seat and grinning at Theo. 

"All this for the cause of art education?"

"It is a noble cause, is it not?" He grinned back at them.

"Be quiet up there, we are trying to have a serious conversation."

It seemed, indeed, that they were. Karen had some very rusty Spanish she was trying to use, which brought out frequent giggles from Marty as she ran her fingers through Karen's hair and kissed the side of her face.

He said to Sarah, "I discovered this morning that my English teacher is a classical pianist and she has agreed to come to dinner tomorrow night and play for us. She's also considering my request that she excuse me from going to class for the rest of the term. So we have to lay on a good dinner, with dressup clothes. We want a nice crowd, but not too many. Maybe twelve or fifteen will fit in the room with the Steinway? What do you think?"

A piano recital with Theo's English teacher? This sounded like fun. Sarah got on the phone to Susan to find out whether she would like to play first, or after dinner, and filled her in about the number of guests and the dress code. Laura was checking with the caterers about something special and availability tomorrow. They hung up and looked at him, smiling.

"She says best to allow one glass of wine and then play for less than an hour. She will bring the music. Wanted to know if the piano was in tune?"

"Caterer suggested a choice of prime rib or rockfish. Needs to know how many of each. $50 a plate, with salad and dessert. Can do tomorrow."

"Excellent! What about the guest list? Kim will want to be consulted about our having a bash at her house!" He added, cunningly, "Make sure Clara is on the list. I never promised her dinner alone with me!"

Sarah tried Kim and got through, surprisingly. "Hi, Theo and we have just decided you are throwing a dinner party tomorrow night at Keeler. A classical pianist named Susan Kristoph is going to play before dinner, and perhaps after... Who is Susan Kristoph? She is Theo's very attractive English teacher, who is a Juillard level player."

"Where are we? We are out running errands and helping Theo catch up on school. His deal with Karen is in danger of falling apart because you keep throwing more work at him."

The loud noises on the phone quieted down. "I'll tell him that. And I'll come by later this afternoon to work on the guest list with you. Theo says that if we are going to listen to good music, we have to look good, so it is dresses for ladies. Coats for men."

They looked at me. "Is that fast enough action, boss? We even did it before we ran out of cell coverage."

Theo looked down at the bulge in his pants and grinned evilly.

Laura squealed and whispered, "Oh no, not that." The back seat had been listening and everyone broke up in laughter. Karen said, "One of my teacher friends has heard Susan play and says she is terrific. By the way, I'm impressed that the driver is actually thinking of keeping his deal with me. His behavior lately has been on the wild side."

Theo parked in the same place near the abandoned shaft as a week ago and loaded his pack with extra water, juice, fruit, towels and lotion. Laura and Sarah danced ahead and Theo walked with Marty and Karen who were deep in conversation, but holding hands. He felt a bit puffed up that his latest pairing was working out well. These two were hot and smart and enjoying bouncing ideas off each other. Karen was already up to almost fifty percent Spanish. Every time she hesitated, Marty gave her the word or completed the sentence.

They came to the little draw with the trickle stream and vegetation. Flanking the face where the gold had gleamed last week were two completely naked female bodies, stretched against the rocky face.

Sarah said, "Welcome to the gallery desert annex. This is our special retreat, where gold and other precious objects are to be found." They undulated gently. 

Theo stood with his arms around the two older women, who were muttering under their breath. "Are those two putting on a show? Didn't you say they had sex with you last night?"

He helped them out of their clothes, saying "No, this is an issue. They made me promise to take them out here for a special loving in the hot sun. Someplace where they could scream as loud as they wanted."

He turned them and applied lotion generously, especially below the waist where the skin was silky white. Under his breath he said, "I was thinking we could add some excitement to their special treat. You see that fern bush over there with the overhanging limb? I have some line in my pack and a small flogger. What if somehow they discovered themselves tied up to that limb and their beautiful behinds receiving the end of the flogger?"

They turned around so he could do their fronts, whispering that he was truly a devil and they couldn't think of two young sexpots who needed to feel the lash more.

Theo spread out a beach towel and started bringing the snack from his pack. Everyone sat around the edge. Laura didn't notice Marty and Karen approaching, neither did Sarah pay attention to Theo until suddenly her wrists were held together with a zip tie. She began a complaint but saw Laura also zip tied and asked, loudly, "What's going on?"

In a few minutes the two of them were hanging by their arms from the tree branch, toes barely on the ground. Marty and Karen were talking to them in soothing tones as they applied lotion and made sure all the appropriate spots were rubbed and pinched.

"Oow, that hurt!"

"Dear, we are warming you up for the Master. He is displeased with your behavior and will administer punishment."

"No, no, we're good girls." At that moment, they spied Theo, naked with a large erection, advancing on them with the flogger.

"OMG, Theo, you're not!"

Theo decided actions spoke louder than words and landed a flurry of blows to their backsides, alternating bodies and making nice red stripes. It was good they were in the desert, because the screams were at the highest octave and could be heard for a long distance. He went around to the front, leaving Marty and Karen to apply special ointment to the stripes and work it in between their legs as well. The girls were gasping, their eyes dilated and scared of what he would do next. The flat stomachs were twitching in painful anticipation. The breasts were high and firm, with erect nipples fully extended. The well trimmed pussies were plump and wet.

"Well, disobedient ones, where shall I lay the flogger next?" He watched the lower bodies rock back and forth as they were manipulated by his helpers. The girls were moaning continuously. He spoke again, "Does the pain cry out for pleasure? Are you going to come on the delicious fingers exploring you?" Without hesitation, the flogger cracked against both chests. An incredible scream went up as their bodies convulsed in orgasm. They were shaking and crying from head to foot.

He approached Sarah and had the two women slowly lower her onto his rampant cock. The wrists with the ziptie went over his head and around his neck. His fingers took firm hold of the muscular globes and he drove hard, very hard, to his full depth into the desperate woman. "Oh, oh, oh."

In less than a dozen strokes she was coming once more, even more violently than before, as he filled her well with his hot juice. She fainted away in his arms and he gently lay her down on the large towel in the sun.

Returning, he saw that Laura knew what was going to happen, smiling at him through clenched teeth. As she was lowered, a string of oaths flowed from her mouth. "Bastard. Total devilish bastard. You guessed the sting of that thing would set us off, didn't you? I'll bet you read in one of those porn books that girls like pain with their pleasure." She stiffened as her cunt slid down on Theo's big hard cock, still ready to service his women. "Yes, yes, you good for nothing fucker, take me. Ahhh."

She was still shaking but comatose as he laid her next to Sarah.

The three of them enjoyed the snack and some juice as they watched the girls recover. Karen said in a very sexy tone, "You could have charged admission, Theo. I've never been to a strip house, but that sure looked like the real S&M thing."

Marty nodded her head, muttering something in Spanish. Realizing Theo didn't understand, she said, "Those two will never have sex again without remembering the sting of the flogger. And the crash of their climax!"

He leaned over and kissed her, and then Karen too. "Now that we have tied them up, we are in danger of being ambushed at any time. They will plot retribution."




The Dark Lady Ch. 03



Marty stared at him with her dark eyes, "As long as I get orgasms like that, I am not worried."

Theo and Karen laughed long and hard. The twins were helping themselves to fruit and juice and examining their beaten bodies. They both had cum on their thighs, but were ignoring it. Theo guessed their pussies were still tingling. Probably tingling a lot, which they were not going to admit. Marty went over and got them to lie on their backs while she applied ointment to their breasts. Karen poured water on a washcloth and cleaned between their legs. Theo took their floppy hats over and covered their eyes.

He said to the group, "While Kim finds a qualified and discreet geologist, let's carefully follow the watercourse upstream a little, watching for similar rocks."

The abused ones said to go ahead, they would collect gear and follow in a few minutes. Theo and the other two were about a hundred yards ahead when they heard a blood curdling scream and turned to look. Laura and Sarah were leaping in the air, screaming and shouting and waving at them to come back.

When Theo arrived, out of breath, they pointed to a side channel that was perhaps two feet wide. Wedged some feet back was a three foot hunk of conglomerate that was studded densely with the same gleaming shards as last week's find was.

Karen and Marty peered over their shoulders and gasped, "Oh my. Oh my my."

Theo said, "Let's sit down and decide what to do." Laura and Sarah sat at his side. "We can't kill him now, we've found more gold. Maybe he will give us another bonus?"

"I don't want a bonus like the one I just got." She grinned. He couldn't see her butt because of shorts, but the lines on her tanned breasts had already disappeared.

"Bonus? I think you just bought the place." The five of them sat there in the sun shaking their heads in wonderment and glancing at the dark boulder twenty feet away.

"Let's see. We can't get the van here. We couldn't lift it ourselves anyway. Any artificial cover we put over it is a giveaway."

Silence. 

Marty said, "What if we go off to the side and fill the pack with gravel and little rocks. Then we gently pour it out on top and pretty soon it looks like the rest of the ravine, gray and tan. If we do something about our tracks, it doesn't stand out."

"Great idea. I will do the pack work. Whoever has their cameraphone with them, take a bunch of pictures. We need to show Kim, and we need to be able to find it again after it is disguised. The rest work on covering our tracks."

In fifteen minutes, there was no more dark boulder, just five bodies carefully picking their way back to the van without leaving tracks. Theo had several pounds of likely material from the boulder in the bottom of the pack.

Theo asked Karen to drive and Marty to ride shotgun while he got in the back with the twins. As they bounced along the road to the highway, he apologized and said he got carried away and promised never to mistreat them again. He offered to let them beat on him. He kissed their breasts as tenderly as possible. After twenty minutes, they were grinning ear to ear and finally said, "Theo, stop it. We were two of the most deserving victims you've ever known. Our bottoms still hurt but we are not forgetting those orgasms any time soon."

When they got to the highway, he asked them to call Kim and Clara and tell them to meet the van at Keeler to discuss very important news they could not talk about over the phone.

Laura looked at him suspiciously, "Clara?"

He pulled her hair and laughed. "I know, but I have an idea that needs her opinion. I won't spoil it by telling you now."

He added, "And I won't let her hit on me!"

The two in front heard that and laughed. Karen turned to him with a wide smile. "Theo, pretty soon there is going to be a trail of gold and sex all over that mine property."

They all laughed and she said, "I have a sneaky idea to try out on you. I won't spoil that one either by telling it now."

The twins made their phone calls and rubbed on him in an agony of excitement and curiosity. He pulled their heads together in his lap and kissed them. "I promise that you get to be there when we talk about the gold and what to do."

Their heads popped up and they were all over him. He stuck his head forward between the seats and said, "You are co-discoverers as well, and get to stay." They pulled his hair and told each other they guessed he was a good guy.

Kim and Selma and Erica and Clara were all at Keeler when the dusty desert bunch arrived. After a quick shower, they gathered in the living room, where drinks were on the sideboard. 

Theo started, "You must have guessed that if we were calling from the desert, where we weren't supposed to be, and had important news, it was probably about gold." He told Sarah to bring up the boulder picture on her phone and hand it around. He pulled some samples from the pack and headed the heavy little rocks around as well. Eyes were round. Very round. 

"Theo! Where is that thing? We have to get it out of there!" Kim was up and pacing.

"Yes, but first we need to talk about the big picture game plan. If we handle this like the traditional prospectors did, we pump up the value of the claim as much as we can with assays, and sell it to one of the big guys. In a watercourse situation like this, they bulldoze the hell out of everything and cart a lot of it away to a smelter someplace. When they are done, it takes hundreds of years for the desert to grow back, or even cover the bulldozer tracks."

Silence. Everyone looking at him.

"I had a thought last week, when we didn't know it was gold, that if it was, it would be very nice to take that initial find and have a goldsmith make some attractive bracelets for everyone, like Marty suggested. Perhaps a simple ring for me."

More silence. 

"But what if we had a simpler, but possibly riskier strategy. We find a way to retrieve the gold from out there and extract it a little at a time. We find a good goldsmith and ask if he would like to join the staff to make jewelry for sale in the gallery. In a theft protected glass case, we show artful bracelets and other objects with a sign that they are professionally made from Arizona prospector gold ore. We can have an assay report there in the case. The upcharge would be significant, because no one else would have that angle on the jewelry, although there would be copycats soon enough, I guess.

"The big question is whether we can protect the source of the gold. Lots of curious eyes will be on us. One reason why I think it might work is that Kim has a lot of what she euphemistically calls dark side contacts. 

"That's my contribution to the Parsons gold discovery saga."

He went and poured himself a tall whiskey.

Everyone was trying not to look at Kim, but was anyway. She had rocks in one hand, and the phone in the other. She looked up, "There's probably more, if we've found this much in a few yards?"

"Yes. One of the angles on my idea is that the old mine shaft is excellent cover. We can take a bobcat out there and also build a new concrete enclosure around the old mine entrance, and when everyone is guessing where the gold is coming from, and someone remembers Kim winning that deed, we don't deny that a new vein was found in the mine. The bobcat can move the watercourse gold inside the new enclosure, where we have a chance to work on it in private."

He paused and said, "I'd like to ask Clara if she thinks the gallery patrons would find this little sideline in prospector gold jewelry attractive."

She looked at Kim for permission to speak and saw the nod. "Theo, anything gold in the southwest is an instant success unless it is totally fraudulent. I'd guess we will have long waiting lists." 

Her eyes were soft and wanting. Laura leaned over as if to ask Theo a question and mumbled, "Lech."

Theo stood to refresh his drink and reached to Laura's to offer her a refill as well. As she surrendered the glass, Theo accidentally upended it so the remaining liquid and ice cubes went down inside the front of Laura's blouse. "Oh, I'm so sorry." He dabbed at her front, making it totally transparent and showcasing her stiff nipples. 

Sarah and others were choking on their drinks.

Kim spoke finally. "I see that I can't compete with young love..." She paused for effect, "but wanted to tell you, Theo, that I have to be the happiest woman in Arizona right now. You and our helpers..." she paused again, "our incredible helpers, have come up with a brilliant idea. This will put Parsons on the map for sure. And I have some ideas about security I will share with you privately. Let's find some dinner."

Selma and Erica, seeing how played out the desert gang was, had orchestrated a simple buffet of takeout, with wine, beer and cookies for dessert.

Theo was just cleaning his plate when someone squeezed in beside him. "I'm vamping you. That performance this afternoon has all my juices running. I keep asking myself if I will scream like that if you take the flogger to me."

He nudged her, and said, "Lady, you're pretty far gone. It's the tree and the ziptie for sure."

They laughed and she said, "The reason I am here is that I think I know a goldsmith who might fit the bill. It's Susan's eldest brother. I met him at a mixer one time when he was visiting. Susan puts him up when he is in town. He's got this really weird lifestyle, where he retreats to an air conditioned basement workshop in his house south of here during the hottest summer months and makes gold and silver jewelry. He is very skilled and gets high prices, according to Susan. But he only works hard enough to put by sufficient money to support him poking around in the desert the rest of the year. He has degrees in art and geology. Susan says that when she goes down to his place there are women floating in and out, but he will never settle down with any of them and they eventually go elsewhere."

He looked up and Marty was standing a foot away, her crotch inches from his nose. "Are you fooling with my woman?" she said darkly. Theo manhandled her into his lap, where Karen and he both put the make on her. He loved her thick dark hair. He said, "The others are watching us and thinking you are Theo's latest conquests. The problem with that is I am on the receiving end of so much love, I feel you have conquered me."

"Oh my god, Theo, don't talk like that. We get all gushy and teary. You are supposed to be tall, dark, handsome and dominating."

"Ok, I am declaring you dominated into my bed tonight. Let's help cleanup."

It wasn't very long before Kim had him in a headlock, going down the corridor to her room. They had their arms wrapped around each other, wrestling and uttering threats. She threw him down on the bed and fell on him. 

"How the hell did you come up with that jewelry idea? You don't know anything about jewelry, do you?"

He was about to answer when there was a loud knock on the door and all of the others came through the doorway, discarding clothes as they came. In short order, the giant bed was a nude encounter with lots of loving going on. Sarah sat up and played spokesperson. "We decided that you couldn't steal him off by yourself, at least tonight. We are having a happy celebration and everyone gets to play. Clara hasn't been here before, and Karen and Marty are new, but you should know that happy time with Theo is a lot of fun."

Theo grabbed her hair and rolled her over and over. "I'll show you some happy time." He remembered something and pulled her into his lap face down. In the dim light, her tender rear still showed faint lines. "Tell them what happened to you today." He let her roll over and pull the sheet up. "Laura and I were kidding around, and told Theo to take us to the mine and ravish and beat us. So we were out there where we found the first gold, bare ass, and he strung us up and flogged us and then he fucked us hard and we screamed and had incredible orgasms." She smiled at the intent faces and said, "So that's what I did on my vacation!"

The room broke into relieved laughter. Theo wondered if Sarah's testimonial was going to get him volunteers for S&M parties. 

Laura added, "Theo got us in the back of the van on the way home and apologized and said he was sorry and he got carried away and he kissed us and rubbed our sore places and promised never to do it again. We finally told him we were going to cry if he didn't stop, and that's when he had the idea about the jewelry. So beating us had something to do with our new line of business."

Kim asked, "Are you recommending that we all submit to beatings to improve the company's bottom line!"

There was uproarious laughter at the double entendre. The noises died down and eyes started closing. Kim asked, "Theo, is this crowd going to stay here?"

"It's our gang, mom, I think now that the tension has oozed out, we might as well stay put." He closed his eyes. 

It was still dark, but a curvy taut body was half on him, leaving his erection grazing her hip. A quiet voice said, "I'm the only one here who hasn't had sex with you. We have to do something about that."

She squeezed him and padded quietly away. He followed, suspecting that more than one pair of eyes behind him was watching.

She was putting the coffee on, with one dim light shining on her nakedness. He closed with her back and cupped a breast. "You spent time last night being pissed that all of the other women had been fucked, but you hadn't?"

"Yes." It was a venomous hiss. "I work hard, I keep my body in shape. I make it obvious I am available. What do I get in return. Nothing!" She was trying hard not to giggle because he was simultaneously tickling her and rubbing her clit.

"Do you think there is something special about my cock? If I take you right here, right now, is that enough payback?" His cock was already nudging between her cheeks and his hand was forcing her upper body down over the counter. 

"Get busy! I'll tell you after if it was enough!"

She hardly had the words out of her mouth when he was fully buried in her wet pulsing cunt. He swatted her hard butt and said in his best alpha male voice, "I decide what is enough around here. Maybe you have too high an opinion of yourself. Maybe you are just another well used broad trying to impress the boss!" He swatted her again and she cursed him. "You arrogant bastard! I'm going to get you for that."

He had hosed her a few more times when a terrific swat landed on his ass. "Abusing my best employee, are you?" Kim's hands were all over them. He stepped up the pace of his attack on Clara and she started making small little screams and then big screams and coming violently. Kim grabbed her off his cock and took her away. He looked up to find five pairs of eyes giving him unfriendly looks. 

"Hey, she hit on me, and then she got me in her so she could play catchup to the rest of you in the fucking department. What have I done wrong?"

Karen said, "Too much alpha male. She's tender. That brassy surface hides a lot of vulnerability. Pour her a cup of coffee and go apologize." Other heads nodded.

Kim and Clara were in the shower, soaping each other. Clara was crying. He sat down on the toilet seat and felt shitty. Twice in two days getting carried away. 

She toweled off and gave him a funny look. He held out the coffee. "I apologize."

"You made me come." She made it sound bad.

Kim added, "Yes, you gave her a big bruising orgasm." She leaned down and kissed him. "Clara told me she never climaxed like that before. She thought for years she couldn't come with a guy at all."

I stood, "Clara, Kim hasn't had any sex since she got back. I think she needs attention from both of us."

Kim struggled, "No, not with everyone here!" In moments, she was in the middle of the big bed with two lovers attacking. The screams grew louder and then quieted suddenly as I speared full into her and she had a cunt full of the cock she likes most of all. Clara was sitting at her head, arms around her legs so that her exposed pussy got the full force of my thrusts. 

"Damn it, Theo, I didn't say you could have public sex with me. Those others will be in here any moment."

"Clara, don't you think Kim is beautiful when she is getting properly cocked?"

"Oh yes. I'll bet Selma thinks so too, don't you?"

Kim opened her eyes to see five smiling faces at the foot of the bed. "OMG, this is impossible! Theo, stop pounding on me, I'm going to come in a second. Oh no, no, no..."

I slipped out and stood at the end of the bed, surrounded by naked bodies that were attacking me like a swarm of bees. Nice bees, with little bites, nibbles, licks and kisses. Kim lay there in freshly fucked glory, Clara massaging her scalp and saying what great fun it was to watch Kim being loved by Theo.

Kim sighed and said, "I think my old life of secrets and privacy is being destroyed. The new Kim just lets everything show."

Hands were helping Kim up and into the shower. I took Karen's hand and led her to my room and closed the door. "I need to follow up fast about Susan's brother. She is coming to play for us tonight, and the look on her face yesterday said she needed sex as payment."

Karen pushed me down and climbed over. "I'm still the principal, and you are not fucking my English teacher without permission!" She took my soft cock in her mouth and sucked the last of Kim's juices from it. I played with her fancy tits and pulled on the nipples. Before I was even fully hard, she was sliding down firmly. 

"There, that's better. Now what were you saying about Susan's weird brother?"

"If he is good enough to be both our field guy and our goldsmith, we need to hire him PDQ before any gossip gets loose."

She closed her eyes and concentrated on massaging her insides with me. "That's right. More please. Yes, yes, yes..." It wasn't a big O. It was a gentle, shake every muscle, twitch and twist and moan kind of orgasm. She lay on my chest, panting and smiling and biting. My arms were around her, rocking us. "Is your needy cunt getting caught up with regular sex?"

She squeezed and said, "You are bold enough, Theo, for someone who used to be just my smartest student. I never would have guessed you would hit on me and take me places I've never been before."

"Well, I'm lying here, buried in the art major, happy as can be. Why don't you sit up and call Susan and see if we can talk to her during the day today?"

"I'm going to talk on the phone while you are in me?"

"There is a problem, Karen. You need to come again, and so do I. The quicker you make that phone call, the quicker we get back to loving."

She frowned, stuck her tongue at me, and dialed. "Oh hi, Susan, I caught you. It's Karen."

There was some rapid back and forth, during which I did mini-thrusts upward into the smiling principal. "If you have first period free after lunch, that would be great. Theo and I will take you to lunch and bring you back. No, I can't discuss it over the phone. It is good news, not bad. He tells me you are going to play tonight... Yes, I am looking forward to it. He says we have to have respectable dresses and heels in your honor."

"I've never heard her so excited, Theo. That woman is all yours, no doubt about it. Speaking of which, do me again."

I mounted her from the rear, driving hard. This was not loving, it was fucking. She wanted it, and I wanted it, and we both were noisy. My hands moved from her boobs to her hips, getting a good purchase. I wasn't going to last much longer. Three women in one morning was pushing it, even for me. "Yes, yes, yes..." and she screamed loudly and shuddered. My cock was blasting forth, the sensation supremely pleasurable.

We leapt off the bed and dashed for the shower. 

We walked into the kitchen dressed for school. Everyone else was dressed too. Erica asked, "What kept you?" and they all broke out laughing. 




The Dark Lady Ch. 03



I said, with a straight face, "Karen and I needed to talk about Susan and her brother and the gold business. 

"Remember, Susan will be here at five to play for us. No late arrivals and no sloppy clothes."

I gestured to the twins to stay a moment as the others left. "Are we organized for this evening? Some nice hors d'oeuvres? Should we have a bartender or let people serve themselves? Did we remember to have someone check the tune of the piano?"

Laura and Sarah were excited and on top of arrangements. A concert at Keeler on a freshly tuned Steinway!

I went to several classes in the morning, making amends with teachers and classmates and doing my best to be low profile about my complicated existence. It worked, sort of. I managed to catch Jim and Mark in the corridor on break and mention the bodyguard business. I kept that low key too, characterizing it as security for events at the gallery. They liked the idea of extra money in their jeans, and the free class with the expert on self defense and crowd control. I emphasized that this was a strictly no weapons proposition.

I was in my car when Karen and Susan climbed in, and got us out of the lot without attracting attention. I also drove out to a country restaurant my mother liked where we were not likely to see anyone we knew. 

We scanned the menu and ordered quickly. The waiter looked disappointed when we asked for lemonade, but we were not taking alcohol breath back to school.

Susan was bursting with excitement over this mysterious lunch date. "Karen tells me your eccentric older brother is an accomplished silver and goldsmith, and also knows a lot about mining geology around here."

"Yes, that's true."

"I'd like to talk to you about a very confidential project. Would you mind verbally giving me your word that you will not repeat anything I say to anyone else?"

"Yes, of course."

"Well, we discovered gold deposits on mining property Kim owns out in the desert. The assay is very high grade, but the rocks we found were in a flood channel, so we don't have any idea how much is there or where it came from. So, item one, we need to hire an experienced mineral geologist to do some very quiet and careful prospecting for us. Second, we've decided that rather than turning the discovery over to one of the big gold companies, we would like to turn the gold into jewelry that can be sold in the gallery. Advertised as being made 100% from Arizona gold mined locally."

Susan hugged the body sitting next to her. "Oh, Karen, how exciting! I'm sure my brother would be interested."

"Do you think he would be willing to meet with us at his place on the weekend?"

"Theo, he is such a gypsy, I don't even know if he is at the house right now. But I can find out. We can call tonight when I am at your house."

Our food came and the adrenalin level dropped a little. Susan asked, "That jewelry idea is really neat. Who thought of that?"

Karen grimaced, "He did. He is impossible to be around. Did you know the paper he and Selma wrote has been accepted for publication in a refereed journal? And the head football coach at the university wants to talk to him next week? And he has collected several women, including me, who are out of their mind with lust for him and his loving? He nailed me good this morning and I'm still tingling."

"Karen! OMG, you've been to bed with Theo? I can't believe it. Over controlled, straight up Karen?"

Karen had Susan's hand, "It's worse than that. He found out I kicked my cheating husband out and just announced that he and Selma were taking me out to dinner to celebrate. We got dressed up and went to the most expensive place in town, he got me full of gin and asked what I really wanted to do with my life. To make a long story short, we went to the secret hideaway where he and Selma do their studying, he and Selma fucked my brains out, and he hired me to do what I've wanted to do for years."

Susan sagged back against the seat in a state of shock. She closed her eyes and collected herself. I could tell she was thinking about her date with destiny at Keeler in three hours. Karen looked at me and grinned. As an accomplice to seduction, she was first class. Susan was going to be in my bed tonight for sure.

Susan smiled and slowly opened her eyes. "I think some revisions to the program for this evening are in order. Will some of his conquests be there?

"Several."

"Good. Let's go back to school. I've got one class and then I will get ready for the recital. Is someone picking me up?

I said, "Yes, our security is a little complicated and Laura will come by whenever you say."

"Four-thirty would be great. When I play, I don't like to stand around beforehand, but I do need a few minutes with a strange piano, even a Steinway grand."

I let them both out at the far end of the campus, and went to see Coach Lyle. His senior players were not included in spring training, but usually several were going on to college ball and needed to stay in shape. So he went the extra distance and ran two parallel spring sessions, one for next year's high school players and one for the departing seniors. I had no plans for college football, but had friends from this year's team that were and had been asked to join them.

It was next week that we were going to the University to see the coach. Coach Lyle, who didn't let us use his first name, welcomed me and asked if I was ready for next week. "It would be nice if I knew more about what he and the math chair have in mind."

It was time for practice, which I couldn't do today, but we walked to the field together.

He asked, "What's the best and the worst they could tell you?

I was silent for a minute, and replied, "I guess that, between them, they could offer me a free ride. Or they could say they are impressed with me, but the competition is so fierce, the best they can offer is a walk on chance to make the junior varsity or something like that."

"Good. Keep those in mind. Now what do you answer? To each offer?"

"My mom needs me at the gallery for now, so I guess the answer is yes to both ends of the offers from the closest university. But it's possible things might develop so that I can't go to school at all next year. I haven't told her any of this because I wanted to see if there was a real offer on the table first."

"Smart thinking, Theo. What if we play for time. Tell them you are incredibly honored at a chance to play football and study math at the U, but you also have obligations to your mother's business, where you now have an executive position. The better the offer they are able to make, the more likely it is that your mother will consent to your accepting it."

We were nearing the field and he stopped us. I looked at his smiling face and said, "Coach, I'm beginning to understand why you are the winningest football coach in Arizona. I'm bought into that strategy 100%." We shook hands and I headed to Keeler to catch up on email and get ready for Susan.

Selma and Erica pulled in right behind me in the underground garage. I was sandwiched between them in the elevator on the way up. This allowed me to be beaten from both front and back.

"Ouch! What have I done now?" 

"You'll find out soon enough, misbehaving teenager. Help us put things away and then we need a talk."

Ten minutes later, we were in Kim's bedroom and their clothes were disappearing. The bottom layer was their workout bras and shorts, and the sweaty body smell meant they had been in the gym. Once bare, they went after me. I was having a devil of a time not getting hard. They said, "Ok, come with us."

Their bedroom now had gym mats on most of the floor. They pointed down and said, "We need to get physical with you."

There followed ten minutes of energetic nude wrestling. Both of them used their bodies well and muscled me down. I smiled the whole time and liked the back and forth, working body parts to best advantage.

Finally, I collapsed on my back, "I give up. You've beaten me again. What slave duties must I perform?"

"That's better." They lay on me, catching their breath. "We are just a couple of middle aged broads that like to be near you. We like the sex too, but horsing around is great fun."

My fingers were idly caressing their hair and scalps. Selma's fingers were on my cock, causing it to grow.

"The grapevine says you have a new conquest. Is that true?"

"Susan is one hot lady, with many skills. We have not been to bed. If I behave properly, that may happen."

"May happen," he says. "Tell us about all the women you have put the make on who turned you down."

A tongue was now licking me in an intimate way. Another joined it. Things were heating up. I sat up and said, "I have a favor to ask."

We stood and moved to the shower. They exchanged looks and muttered, "Favors? He wants favors?"

I soaped them, pinched their nipples gently, and rubbed around their clits. They soaped me and stroked my cock.

As we toweled off, Selma said, "Ok, tell us the favor."

"If by faint chance, Susan has an interest in me, I owe her a good performance. I need to keep my male stuff where it is."

"OMG, he's worried about his performance!" They eyed my stiff item. I willed it to go down, which it wouldn't do under their scrutiny.

"Well, he got quite a workout this morning."

"If you could do three women before breakfast, how come you couldn't do us? Have we been discarded?"

I sensed trouble. "Give me a break! Last week you are telling me I am the best lover ever, and this week you are ready to dump me?"

I got sandwiched and kissed and bitten. Humming started.

I got them in front of the vanity mirror and worked on their hair. The tits were proud and high. They reached over and pinched each other's nipples. I gave them a dark expression that suggested violence.

"If you didn't have seduction in mind, you would be taking us. Beating our behinds and jamming that big thing."

"And?"

"Just don't forget we are needy too. Help us dress for the party you are throwing."

I resisted the sight of two beautiful women offering themselves to me and helped with lace underwear and zipping fancy dresses that did everything for their bodies. Even stockings and heels. 

Things were almost ready when Laura showed up with Susan, who looked stunning in a pale yellow dress with generous cleavage and her hair in a chignon.

She was pleased with the recital room and immediately sat to run scales on the Steinway. The room was filled with gorgeous sound. Laura and Sarah and I looked at each other and nodded. This was going to be a terrific evening. The piano even drove thoughts of sex from my mind.

We were in the adjoining room with strains of Bach coming thru as people arrived. No one said a word, already taken by the music. Susan had even brought little handouts of the program. She stopped and came out to meet everyone. The room pulsed with energy and beautiful women. Kim passed by and whispered, "This was a fantastic idea, Theo!"

As we filed to our seats, I asked Susan if she wished the drapes to be closed. "No, the desert view is amazing. I hope my playing will do justice to it."

She sat and adjusted the bench once more, and said quietly, "Thank you so much for inviting me. I haven't played for an audience in a long time and it is really exciting."

The next hour was simply stunning. Her command of the instrument was superb. We received a tutorial in two hundred years of classical piano, beginning with Bach, and concluding with Brahms.

At the end, everyone was so taken that eyes were being wiped. I went over and helped Susan to her feet. She whispered up to me, "I've never played that well in my life. You coaxed something out of me I didn't know was there."

I got out of the way and Susan was the center of conversation until Laura and Sarah called us in to dinner. I made sure that Susan had Kim on one side and Clara on the other. I huddled with Sarah and asked if they needed help in serving. "Would you like to do the wine?" Her eyes glistened at me with pride and happiness. She added, "Theo, you are something else, arranging this. Your women are six inches off the floor."

I made the rounds with bottles of white and red, pouring generously. I said to myself that the affair was pretty classy, even if it had been my idea. Laura bumped her hip into me, and said, "If you don't get to bed that woman tonight, I'm crazy. I told her that I had a date and you were in charge of taking her home." The look she gave me suggested that rewards would be in order. My hand grazed her behind suggestively. "Later."

After the twins and I cleared, I said, "There is dessert wine and little tidbits on the sideboard in the other room. Our guest has graciously consented to an encore or two."

It was some encore. Chopin, Beethoven, and Ravel. I thought to myself, if you can have sex by listening to it, this is how it will be.

The sounds of the great piano died away and total silence enveloped the room. No one dared to break it until Susan stood and gave a short bow to the group. Then thunderous applause and cries of "Bravo!"

One by one, the group faded away, including Kim, who gave me a dangerous, "Treat her properly," look. I killed the lights and we stood at the window. She reached for my arm and folded it around her. 

"That was magical. I'm not sure you were right to walk away from a music career."

Her face leaned up for a kiss. A long passionate kiss. 

"You've done something to me. A week ago, you were my smart English student. Now you have got me involved in a wild gold scheme, you have revived my music life, and you have my body quivering for you."

We rocked back and forth a long time, kisses interspersed with small noises. She whispered, "Which bed are we spending the night in?"

"There is a very nice bed here, but I'm happy to take you home if you wish." I adjusted my tone so that she knew a male was after her.

"Probably best not to have your car at my house overnight." She smiled and kissed me again. I began to undo the back of the dress.

"That's an incredibly sexy dress you have on tonight. I'm going to be careful removing it."

She leaned into me. "My mother bought it for me on my last birthday. She worries about my love life and wants to know why I haven't found a guy to settle down with."

We were walking to the back of the house with my hand caressing her curvy behind. The lace bikini panties left a lot of skin to fondle. "Why haven't you?"

Her arm was around me, "Too picky, I guess. Don't want to marry another teacher. Need to find someone smarter than I am. Has to be a guy who can light my fire." Smiled and swatted me.

"Gee, you are going to get my performance anxiety going."

There was a low bedlight in the room and I was undoing her bra. She said, "My tits are too small. Guys want big tits."

My fingers had found her nipples which were not small. I worked them over, making her lean back against me and make more little noises. 

"Maybe big tits aren't everything a woman has to offer."

She turned and wrapped her hands around my neck. "You are one hell of a seducer, Theo Parsons. I bet I don't have to worry about performance..." Her hand was undoing my trousers and finding the hard cock within.

"I can smell myself from all the adrenalin during the recital."

"I like good performance sweat. Especially on a body like yours." Before she could move, I was on my knees with the skimpy briefs at her ankles. My tongue explored while my hands kept her pelvis from jumping around. Within seconds, she shrieked and came. I slipped the rest of the way out of my clothes and picked her up, lips fastened to an erect nipple.

She was so hot and quivering, I didn't waste any time but gently eased her thighs apart and drove in firmly. This was a tight, little used cunt that definitely needed the attentions of a strong, aggressive male.

"Oh god, that is so good, Theo. More, please."

I took my time, working all the right places with my lips and tongue. The cock was just busy enough to keep her having little gasping orgasms. Slowly I built us up to the big one, and as she froze in complete ecstasy, I filled her with a large serving of my come.

She was on top, recovering. Shaking, mumbling, twitching. My cock still in her and not soft.

I whispered to her, "I don't know if my performance was as good as yours at the piano..."

"Shut up! I've never been fucked like that. No wonder there are all these incredible women around you. I'd marry you in a minute, but I can't have you to myself, can I? My own sexy principal is in line ahead of me." She giggled and put her head down. I pulled the sheet up and gently massaged her back and ass. She humped on me, squeezing the cock that wouldn't go down.

"Have you done girl sex?"

"Once or twice in school." She wiggled in little circular motions.

"I could get your sexy principal in bed with us."

She jerked and looked at me in the dim light. "You're kidding! That would be awesome."

"I don't understand it, but having sex with me seems to turn these women on to each other."

She sat up and bounced on me. Her eyes were sparkling and her voice laughing.

"She said you seduced her and hired her. Are you going to hire me?"

"Susan! I am in so much trouble already for stealing Selma and Karen..."

"I'm not going to hire someone I've only been to bed with. Kim would kill me. You have to bring a new program to Parsons if you want to join the staff."

"Just being a good fuck for either gender won't get me in?" She bounced hard and squeezed.

I reached up and tweaked the nipples. "You are a fabulous fuck. But you are also smarter than hell and currently underemployed pounding English into teenage brains."

"Shit, this is too much. I'm fucking you and have to think at the same time."

"But don't you dare get out of there. Just keep my insides entertained while I come up with something."

I leaned her forward so I could molest her breasts while she tried to think. Every time my teeth got on a nipple, she shook and clenched me.

"Karen told me you forced her to tell you what she wanted to do with her life."

"I suppose she didn't tell you the force she mentioned included three orgasms?"

The sent Susan over the edge into a come of her own. I flipped us over and urgently thrust into her until she screamed yet another one.

I came back in a minute with water and a towel for cleaning up. I turned out the light and said, "We can talk about this in the morning."

"I already know what I am going to tell you, but need to sleep on it. By the way, I have a first period class, so I need to be out of here by seven."

I gathered her delicious back to me and closed my eyes.

It was a fine evening, and a fine morning, when she climbed over me and her pointy breasts grazed my chest. My hand on her butt stopped her in place.

"I don't want you to think you are just another fuck for a guy with a lot of women friends. You are special. Very special. If I can help with your dreams, tell me."

"Shit Theo, you are making me cry!"

We stood under the shower together, soapy bodies sliding around. Lots of good vibes.

"I'll make us a quick cup of coffee to go while you dress."

She sat in the passenger seat, quietly sipping the coffee. "We have to talk."

"If we visit your brother tomorrow, we can talk on the way down there."

"Yes. Let me work on that. We never made that phone call last night." She grinned at me. "It was so complicated with us establishing compatibility."

I kissed her fingertips. "These are wonderful hands. You use them well."

"There you go again, making me all gushy inside." She climbed out. "Yesterday I was worried about the neighbors and my reputation. Today, I don't give a ..."

"Ring me on my cell if we have a green light for tomorrow. If we go, I will tell Kim that this is a man to man deal, and she stays home until he agrees, if he does."




The Dark Lady Ch. 03



She walked around to the driver's side and kissed me through the window. "There. Mrs.Winslow will tell the neighborhood that Susan finally has a boyfriend who looks awfully young."

"But growing up fast, thanks to your expert attentions."

She flipped him the finger as she walked to the house. He wondered how Mrs. Winslow would integrate that with new boyfriend.

A few minutes later, he was striding into the office and kissing Clemmie. She clung to him. "I miss you when you are away."

"Come into my office for a minute." She closed and locked the door. He pushed her up against the wall, hands exploring and pinching. Her breath was rapid and her mouth sought his.

After a long minute, they came up for air. "What did I tell you last week about us?"

"You said I was special, but we couldn't have sex in the office."

His hand was inside her thong panties. She was hotter than a pistol and came instantly when his fingers entered her. "Didn't you tell me a girl needed an orgasm every day to work efficiently?"

"Yes, you no good bastard. You know what I need is that famous cock of yours in me."

"What you need more than me is a decent guy your own age with a good job, a good cock and who will respect you."

She pushed at him, sniffling. "And how do I do that? Guys are a problem."

"Let me think on it. And the other problem too. Now we have to get to work. I have classes this afternoon."

After going through the email and snail mail and leaving most of it in Clemmie's capable hands, he went looking for Kim. She was in the gallery, having an impromptu staff meeting before opening time.

"I am so pleased with everything here. I am definitely going to leave town more often. I did want to give you a heads up about new directions for the gallery. With some excellent recruiting by Theo," she glanced around and noticed him on the side in the back, "we are going to be able to expand our programs both outside Arizona, as well as in greater depth with the community. I don't have more specifics today, but will soon. Again, thanks for your hard work and results."

They walked away together. "You were looking for me?"

"I was. We have a crisis. Several crises, actually. What about lunch at that country place you like?"

"Yes. Unless we need to talk now. You are looking serious."

"You told me I needed to look older and executive."

She smiled. "You do. You certainly do. That blazer is very handsome on you. The twins told me you let them fix your hair. Every time I turn around you are looking more masculine and it makes my staff tingle."

He laughed and went in search of Clara. She was at her desk checking background on a well off client who was about to visit. "Hey," she said.

"Hey yourself. You are looking fabulous as usual. I suppose familiarity with the staff is not allowed here in the open."

"You have sworn off your molesting ways?" Her smile was wide.

"You are the most molestable chick around. Now that we have had a first date, what's next?"

"Mama says we went way too far for a first date and I have to clarify your intentions."

"I'm looking forward to that, but the reason I am here is about gold."

"Hmm. A subject at least as exciting as sex. What about gold?"

"I've found a man who might fit the bill as both goldsmith and geologist. I may be able to see him this weekend, and if we put a deal together, you are suddenly going to be busy designing the gallery's gold program. Have you had any time to think about it since I tossed the ball in your direction?"

She looked at him quizzically, "So that wasn't bullshit at the house? You really want me to take charge of the gold program?"

"Yes, and Kim does too. That's why I am here. To tell you to light a fire."

She boxed his ears and kissed him hard. "As if you hadn't already lit my fire. I thank you for this, Theo. It's the kind of challenge I like."

Her fingers slipped across his as he walked away.

He brought his car around to the front of the gallery to pick up Kim for lunch. She looked just right and he felt a sense of pride to be with her. His boss, his lover, his teacher, his mother. All of that and more.

She turned in her seat and smiled at him. He said, "What?"

She took his hand and kissed it. "I have a report on last night from Karen."

"I've blown it again, have I?"

"My son, the rogue who seduces innocent women into his devious plans."

"Did you like the piano?"

"I lay in my bed last night with that music echoing in my head. Theo, it was divine!"

"I thought so too. I told her that."

"Karen says Susan is even more smitten with you than she is."

Before he could speak, Kim added, "She has to be on our team, doesn't she?"

"Thank god you think so! I never realized it, but she is so underutilized as a high school English teacher!"

"Karen says you pulled the same trick of asking her what she really wanted to do."

He frowned, "Not such a bad trick. Look at the talent it's gotten us."

"If you are not careful, I am going to tease you mercilessly about your talent hunts."

They laughed as he pulled into the restaurant's parking lot. Getting out, she said, "Theo, come around here and give me a hug."

Her body was warm and pressed against him all the way up and down. Her whisper was soft, "You are more and more the husband I've never had. Is that ok?"

As they walked in, he responded, holding her hand tightly, "Yes, but only with a very liberal definition of marriage!"

(cont'd in Part 4 - A Magnificent Gold Necklace)



The Dark Lady Ch. 04



At the country restaurant, Kim got the best table in the house and a very attentive waiter. She eyed Theo, "Wine?"

"Yes, especially since it's bad form to drink at lunch. We have important things to discuss and some stress relief is necessary."

They ordered and she looked at him with lowered lids, "You seem to be making a major business out of stress relief these days."

"Be careful. The back seat of the car has room for me to behave like a bad boy."

"Like you did with the twins?"

He grinned, "Did that end ok, or am I still in trouble?"

"I had coffee with them, and they said they were mad about being such stereotypes for BDSM in novels, where the woman always responds sexually to the man abusing her."

They held hands and gazed at each other. "I guess you know you've got the rest of us wondering what the sting of the flogger would do for our sex life."

"Bad me. It turned out rougher than I ever imagined."

"Don't put yourself down. Sometimes there is truth in stereotypes." She smiled at him.

The food arrived and she asked, "Tell me why we are here."

He put his fork down and ticked off his fingers. "First, because it is a pleasure to take a beautiful woman to lunch. Second, we need to talk about next steps on gold. Third, our finance staff needs beefing up. Fourth, I want permission to make a deal with Susan. Fifth, we have to find a happy place for Marty. Sixth, we have a diamond in the rough in Clemmie and we need to give her room to grow."

He added, "There's more, but we can 't even get to all of the short list over this lunch."

"Tell me about gold."

"Susan is trying to make contact with her brother and arrange for the two of us to meet at his place tomorrow. If you don't mind, I'd like you to stay home just this once. My idea is that an eccentric hermit is more likely to think about a deal with another man than with a woman, even you."

Her eyes danced with mock outrage. "Theo! How could you put your Chairwoman down like that? I'm filled with anger."

Her eyes told him it was fine. She said, "Making deals with smelly desert rats is not high on my list." 

"I've been thinking ahead about contract provisions. He is used to his own pace, so we should construct some incentive provisions that motivate over and above performance."

"Theo, I hate to say this but when you talk like that, all I can think of is how your great cock motivates me every time we are together!"

They burst out laughing and others noticed. She lowered her voice. "Yes, that is the right way to go. I'll help where I can."

He smiled at her, "I saw Clara this morning and tried to jolly her along about the dimensions of the gallery's gold program. Without using my you know what for motivation."

He frowned and said, "Moving along, our ambitions for the gallery are going to need a lot more sophisticated financial management than we have ever had before. Good MBA's with a finance background don't come cheap, especially since we want someone who shares our culture."

"And our beds?"

He gave her his best stare. "You know darn well that the next requirement after a good recruiting program is a good match-making program. Aside from the overuse damage to my male equipment, these women need a male companion who gives them his full attention."

"Full attention," she repeated, giving him a thin smile. "We need to have some pillow talk about that, but basically you are right. Am I supposed take up the recruiting gauntlet for a suitable VP Finance?"

"It could be fun. What if you, Erica, Marty, and Karen formed a search committee? You could arrange interviews at one of these desert inn places with the right atmosphere." 

She lowered her voice again, "There's only one cock needed for your mature lovers, and you damn well better take good care of it!"

"But," she added, "that is a good idea about recruiting. I will follow up. If you get waylaid and beat upon, don't blame me."

They were finished. He paid and they walked out, arm in arm. Kim said, "When you take me out like this, I feel different. You have developed this aura of male authority that overwhelms your women. We feel like putty."

He joked, "Those wrestling lessons I've been getting don't feel like a putty exercise!"

"We still have to talk about Susan, Marty and Clemmie. What order do you want?"

"Did you actually fuck Clemmie in your office?"

"It was a mistake. Laura and Clemmie and I were fooling around and it got out of control. She didn't even get to come, and says I owe her."

"A vengeful female can cause a lot of trouble, you know."

"She and I have an understanding. But what is more important, she is terrifically smart. Has all my mail under control. I hardly have to look at it. Can't we find a promotion of some kind for her? Something to get her excited about work other than my cock?"

She leaned over and punched his arm. "Don't be arrogant."

"But you are right, we can't leave her as just your secretary. While I think about it, why don't you make her your PA. It sounds more important than it is, but she will take anything you give her and run with it."

"Good idea. She hangs out with the twins. Can I invite the three of them to Keeler dinner and announce it?"

She raised her eyebrows, "And get laid?"

"Don't sound like my mother. You have me in your bed most nights. What if five of us sleep in that big bed?"

"You are an evil roue, Theo. That is a fine idea. The twins can help me sample her charms."

"What about Marty? You got her up here. She fits in marvelously. She fucks like crazy. She goes for girls as well as me. What's not to like?"

Another punch in the arm. "She is already a Museum Director in Mexico. If she stays, it has to be in some important capacity."

After a silence, I said, "I think she would like some of both locations. What if we give her the title, "Visiting Director of Acquisitions and Collections." That should let her maintain relations with her Board in Mexico City, and it will impress people around here that you pulled off a coup with this smart, personable Mexican woman with the impeccable Castillian accent who will wow the pants off the Hispanic community."

Kim said, "And she warms my bed and yours when she wants?"

"You need to ask?" I laughed and Kim did too. I said, "I think she needs some gentle loving and some talk about her future. Give her orgasms and tell her she doesn't have to burn any bridges in either country."

We were nearing the office and I said, "Susan. You agree she has to be on our team."

"Yes. What exciting challenge do you have in mind?"

"She and Karen like each other and get along well. What if we expanded the new arts program to include music as well, and find some foundation money to help us build bridges to the schools, especially the ones that have been forced to drop all arts and music programs."

The punch on my arm was harder this time. "If you come anywhere close to that with her, I think it would be terrific."

I parked and pulled her over the console into my arms. The kiss was not a peck. "This morning, I was thinking about all the things you are to me - lover, boss, teacher, mother - and feeling like the most fortunate guy ever. Now we've spent a couple of hours on some hard problems, and we are still talking. We have to not let that closeness get away as life gets more complicated."

She cried into my shoulder and said, "Just hold me tight for a minute."

After a bit, she leaned up, handed me a tissue and said, "Fix my face, if you can."

We were walking to her office, arm in arm, when she said, "I'm going to hold you to what you just said, Theo Parsons." And punched me yet again. 

Clara was standing in her doorway. Kim flinched and said, "Oh dear, the client!" 

Clara nodded, and asked, "Has he been beating you? Your face is all messed up."

Kim motioned us inside her office, closed the door, and pressed Clara against the wall.

"Those are tears of joy, young one. He just said some horribly dear things to me and I broke down. I told him over lunch about your feelings and he said he loves you back. He is going to hit on you right now, but only enough so you and I can run to the client."

Before I ever kissed her, I could see Clara tearing up. She wrapped her arms around me and squeezed as tight as she could. I slipped my hand under her skirt and rubbed. I nibbled on her ear. "Come to dinner at Keeler tonight. That wasn't enough the other morning, was it?

"No, damn you. Let me go or we will lose a fifty grand order."

They patched each other up and headed out as Sarah and Laura arrived. I motioned them in, closed the door, and made a three body pile on the sofa. "Kim tells me your feminist instincts are battered."

Sarah took her tongue out of my mouth and said, "Actually, we just heard that Erica and Selma got you on their mats and battered you." Giggles.

I was tickling and otherwise feeling them up as though we were at a drunken college party. Laura asked, "Is this serious makeout, or just fun? I'll drop my panties if you want."

I said, "Young lady, you just helped me make a new rule about no sex in the office. We have to have discipline around here.

They repeated, "No sex in the office," and laughed loudly.

Sarah purred, "If we got naked and did our nude cartwheels, and you got hard enough, you would take us and not think once about breaking any rules."

Her bra was off and she was mashing her breast with my hand. "Help, the shedevils are after me."

I said, "Stay as you are and buzz Clemmie to come in here."

When she arrived, the two of them were all over me and my hand was visibly on Sarah's generous boob.

Clemmie frowned, "Is there a double standard around here? I thought we had a no sex in the office rule?"

I dumped the twins on the floor and said, "I wanted you to see how disobedient these two are. Kim tells me they are still trying to figure out where their feminist principles went, because they had such great sex with me when I flogged them."

Clemmie jumped in my lap, her thighs straddling me, and hollered, "Whoopee! If I'm disobedient, I get flogged, have incredible orgasms, and worry about what it all means later!"

The floor bodies climbed back on the sofa and I embraced all three of them. "I have just declared a small party at Keeler for dinner tonight. Simple arrangements. There is an announcement Kim and I will be making about Clementine. And Susan might come and provide a little entertainment. Can you two put that together between now and cocktail hour?"

They chorused, "Yes sir!" and jumped up.

Clemmie leaned away from me and asked, "I don't get to know?"

I shook my head. "Not until 6 pm."

"You beast. How am I supposed to get any more work done today?"

The twins grabbed her and hustled out.

I was sitting there, regrouping, when my phone chimed. It was a text from Susan, "Bingo!"

She answered on the first ring. "Can you talk?"

"Yes, I'm back at my place. Why don't you come over and we can figure out the plan for tomorrow."

"Done. See you soon."

I walked out on the gallery floor and noticed Kim and Clara with an attractive fiftyish woman in front of several recent acquisitions hanging on the gallery wall. I walked over, "Please don't let me interrupt, I just wanted to say hello to one of our most valued customers. I am Theo Parsons."

Clara quickly introduced the client as Amanda Witherspoon. I held her hand and bent to kiss it.

"Oh my, Kim, this is one grown up son we have here." She was taking me in as I was taking her in. Electricity was flowing.

"I'm very sorry I can't stay. Kim has me running from meeting to meeting." 

I walked briskly away, hoping I did some good in the cause of opening her wallet. And wondering what kind of love life she had.

Susan was in a tee and short shorts. She leapt into my arms and let loose a hot wet kiss.

I fell back into the sofa with her on top. "What did I do to deserve that?"

"I'm not sure. It seemed like the thing to do. I'm excited about the gold, and about other things too. Should I get some beer and we can talk? Get out of those fancy clothes and let's go in the other room."

I was down to my shorts and said, "You got a tee like that to fit me?"

"You are such an expert at getting girls out of their clothes, I'm not sure I should let you put any on." She tossed me one from a dresser drawer and climbed into my lap. We sipped our beers and licked each other. In a husky whisper, she said, "I need more sex. You pushed a switch last night and got me going."

"Right this instant, or..."

"As long as you are spending the night with me, I can wait." We were still kissing and my hands were under the shirt, massaging the breasts and their tall nipples.

"If you do much more of that, I am going to attack you."

"I have lots of news to share. And you have news for me. Let's make our brains work while our bodies get hotter and hotter."

"You sure are a smooth talker. I've never gone out with a guy that gets me going like you do."

"I've not gone out with a girl that got me instantly hot like you do."

"You mean that? Hotter faster than those other babes that occupy your bed?"

I pulled the shirt off, undid the button on the shorts, turned her over my knees and eased them off.

She stood, hand on hip, and said, "Equal treatment, gesturing at my shirt and shorts.

Her voice was still low. "You think that after last night, we are going to cuddle here on my bed and talk work?"

I tickled her and said, "We can try." I put us in the lotus position with her back pressed against my front, my arms around her and hands on her tits. "I like your tits."

"You're just saying that to get into my pants." She laughed and wiggled. I pulled on her nipples. I kissed her neck and she shivered. I pulled a blanket around us and leaned back on her pillows. She rearranged herself on her side, still on top of me.

"Tell me about talking to your brother. Did you tell me his name?" 

"His name is Alan, but everyone calls him DR, for desert rat. He's eight years older than I am. He was in the first Gulf War, and came home with a shot up leg that got him a one-third disability payment. He gets around real well, but that leg will never be good again."

"Am I permitted to ask how old you are?"

She pulled my ears. "Don't you young squirts know that older women are sensitive about their age? I am thirty-one next month. Totally over the hill."

I pinched the nipple some more. "Stop that, you're making me wet."

"Before we get back to your brother, we need to calendarize. There is a small dinner at Keeler tonight and we are invited. I've told people you may come, but not to pressure you for more piano, although you do have an instant fan club in last night's audience."

"No dress up?"

"No. What we used to have on is fine. But I do have to warn you about something. Two or three of the women there have been promised sex by me in the past, and they may try to collect tonight. Is that a problem for you?"

She reached down to squeeze me. "Do any of these women get first claim on you?"

There was an interruption for kissing and makeout. One of my hands found its way to her furry bottom and rubbed. She was very moist.

"Not really. They tell Kim that there is something about being with her and with me that makes them lose all their inhibitions and just enjoy sex. Two of them told me they had never had an orgasm with a guy before me."

"So, I'm not the only one who gets wild and wet around you?" She giggled and pulled my ear again.

"I like wild and wet women. There's something good about being coupled up with a person who is enjoying sex as much as I am."

"Do I get to choose whether you have sex with me now or after you're done those other women?"

"Since we are spending the night together, you can have me before and after, if you want." I did a new round of tickling and nipple pestering. She wiggled around on me.

"Tell me what DR said."

"Oh, you are so bad. I'm going to get you for torturing me like this." She took a deep breath and said, "He was pretty suspicious when I talked to him about the gold. Told me there was every kind of scam here in town about gold. I said we had an assay and some samples and would bring them with us if he would agree to meet, preferably tomorrow, because you and I were free on the weekend."

I was kissing and nibbling around her head and shoulders and small tits. She was getting into the game of making out with me while pretending we weren't. Her nails were working up and down my erection. My mouth had all of her right breast in it.

"How much did you tell him about our plans for the gold program?"

"I said you and your mother ran the best art gallery in town and wanted him to help determine what was on the property and the best way to recover the gold if there was more than a few rocks."

I whispered in her ear, "You know what Kim said to me at lunch, about you?"

Her grip on my cock tightened. "Tell me."

"Just seven words, 'She has to be on our team.' "

Susan flipped over and stretched on me. "Theo, I can't believe it! I haven't even answered your question yet."

She pulled my hand. "Come on, get up. We are not talking about this subject while making out!"

I did get to soap up her body in the shower. A squirmy, hopping up and down, tight assed wonder.

We sat across from each other at the kitchen table, wrapped in towels and still nursing our first beers. I saw the mess her head was in and went to the bedroom, retrieved her hairbrush, turned her sideways on the bench, and sat behind her. I went to work with the brush and said, "Talk."

She said, "This is a first." I said, "Talk."

"I hope you don't mind, but I asked Karen about the arts program business. How did that happen. She said you nudged her into it and everything just fell in place, especially after you and Selma got done with her."

"Your principal is one smart woman. You are too. You seem to get along."

"We do. She's very nice and great to work for. Anyway, I am on the music side of the arts, and she is on the representational side. But we huddle under the same umbrella when it comes to teaching. The students need some basic competence to build self-esteem. They need to be exposed to the best art in their areas of interest. They need some careful instruction on how to be creative when there is so much established wisdom about art and music."

I leaned in and said quietly, "You've sold me."

She jumped up and turned around. Her eyes were wide. "Really? OMG, I've been rehearsing that little speech all afternoon."

She was back in my arms, hugging and kissing and crying.

"So if Karen takes one end of the arts spectrum, and you take the other, how do we organize the program?"

"Oh god, Theo, I've been so scared all day. Scared of Karen and scared of you. After lunch, we were in her office talking and she walked up to me and gave me a great big hug and said, 'Don't worry. If you and I can survive school politics together, we can keep Theo and Kim happy.' "

"Is that true? We can keep you happy?" I picked her up and walked us back to the other room. A few seconds after we hit the bed, I was buried to the hilt in her. 

"You already make me very happy. Your music, your teaching, your curiosity and smarts, your incredible body." I nuzzled at her neck and hardened up my thrusting. I could tell her body wanted this. Wanted me. Wanted the release she was about to get.

"Oh Theo, Ohhhh." We were wildly coming together and falling to our sides.

I was watching when she opened her eyes minutes later.

She smiled at me, "Is it ok if I say I love you, even though your other women say that too?"

She got a tender kiss and a whispered, "Anytime, anytime at all."

There had to be another quick shower after that and we headed to Keeler. She made me leave her hair down and deliberately tousled. I told her it made her look freshly fucked and she said in an arch voice, "I want the girls who are going to get you tonight to see that you got me first!"




The Dark Lady Ch. 04



She punched my arm and said, "I'm beginning to see why your women are beating on you all the time. You are so much fun to be around, your girlfriends can't help but express their love and excitement on your body."

"But what about the bruises? I need constant TLC!"

She laughed at me, "Your idea of TLC has a lot to do with that big thing being in me."

"My god, Susan, I've been totally found out."

We rode the Keeler elevator up from the garage, punching at each other, and entered the main room to applause. "She's back, she's back!" I left Susan in the middle of a pack of admiring women and went to fix drinks. A low sultry voice at my ear said, "You just did her, didn't you?"

"It was sort of an accident. We got carried away." 

She continued, "Every time I see you with another of these incredible women, a little voice says, "Why should he pay any attention to you? That makes me feel bad."

I turned around and gave Clara a big hug. "Then he comes along and says you are a bright light in his life and you are smart and beautiful and sexy and hot and a bunch of other good things, and the little voice is silenced."

She buried her head in my shoulder and sniffled. "God damn it, Theo. It's impossible to stay mad at you."

I realized the black sheath dress and heels were missing and said, "Where did you get this sexy outfit? What happened to Miss Black Sheath dress?'

She giggled. "Kim told us dresses weren't allowed and let us empty her old tee shirt drawer. And her old shorts fit too. Here, feel this." My hand was pushed against her flat stomach and into the shorts. Bare bottom!

"So I am surrounded by commandos?"

Clemmie was nudging into me from the side, "That's right. If there was a hot tub, you could have us naked in a second."

I was halfway back to Susan when Laura fell in beside me. "I see your sex targets for tonight have already hit on you." She gave me a sultry look, and added, "Your pianist is something else. I said something about how great she looked last night and how great she looks tonight and she said, "Yes, but something's changed since last night. I've joined Theo's special club." Her hip bucked into me. "We all cheered."

I gave Susan her drink and looked around for Karen. Her eyes were already on me. I motioned to the side of the room. She walked straight into me and said, fiercely, "Did I give you permission to do her in the afternoon?" Her tongue found mine and we dueled kissing. She put her drink down and gave me a full body press. At my ear, I heard, "I understand this is the approved position for getting Theo's attention." I kissed her again. She continued, "I can tell the two of you had sex, but why is she so happy? Did you make a deal to steal another teacher?"

My hands were on her ass and I didn't much care who saw us. "You know damn well why she is happy. You put her up to that cornball idea that the two of you could run an arts program that would impress the socks off Kim and me."

She kissed my neck and chewed on my ear. "Buster, I've got your number. You are a sucker for pretty girls who like to fuck and know what they are doing. Am I right?"

"Shit, Karen. You are not supposed to strip away my armor so fast."

I backed up and asked, "Is it ok for me to announce the new co-Directors of the Parsons Music and Arts program in the next few minutes?"

She socked me and said, "You better believe it. We are going to put you on the map, arts educationwise."

The last base I had to touch was with Clemmie. I looked around and saw that Kim already had her in tow. I mouthed, "Ok to announce?" and she nodded.

I tapped on my glass. "Dinner is just about ready. Just a few announcements about special people who are here with us tonight.

"You all know Clemmie, who keeps me and Kim organized and actually getting to meetings on time. She is a lot more than the secretary title she wears. As of now, Clemmie has been promoted to the new position of Personal Assistant to me. She is also, perhaps more importantly, going to be the first participant in the Parsons Gallery staff development program, which will provide time off and financial assistance for those who enroll successfully in degree programs at local colleges and universities. Erica will have details soon.

"Last night, you had a chance to meet and listen to Susan Kristoph's remarkable mastery of the piano. Like you, I was wiping my eyes at the end of the program. Believe it or not, Susan is also an extraordinary teacher of English at our high school. Whatever I know about language, Susan has pounded into me.

"I am very pleased to announce that Susan has agreed to join an expanded arts and music education program. Karen Thomson and Susan Kristoph will be Co-Directors of the program, which will be publicly announced as soon as arrangements can be completed for their replacement by the school district. Let's give these great people a welcome."

I had hardly finished when Clemmie was bulldozing into me. "You rat. You didn't give me the slightest warning of that. How did you know I was thinking of going back to school?"

She hugged and kissed and cried. I hugged her back and noticed lots of hands giving me the thumbs up signal.

It was Friday night of an incredible week. The dinner was great, and the twins had arranged for ice cream sundaes and espresso in the next room. Clemmie and Clara sat me down on a sofa in between them. 

They leaned their heads in. Clara said, "Your new heart throb is cute. We talked to her and she said she knew we were your targets for tonight and said what we already know, you are a great lover. But then she said the two of you were leaving early in the morning to see her brother the geologist. And she said she hoped you hadn't worn yourself out with all the loving she got this afternoon."

Clemmie took up the whispered conversation. "So Theo, both of us have the same problem. You've been in us, but for a totally inadequate experience on our part. There seems to be a possibility of the same outcome as before. Inadequate performance. Do we make ourselves clear?" 

The tone of voice suggested the two of them were not happy. "Does a raincheck offer help?"

"It shouldn't. It shouldn't at all. A promise is a promise and you are not keeping them."

"But just this once, considering how hard you have been working, and how successful your recruiting program has been in attracting talent, we are letting you off. Within seven days, you are to arrange a rendezvous with us, both of us at the same time in the same bed, for unlimited sex."

"Is that understood?" I cringed and nodded, letting them have their victory.

Susan stood next to the Steinway. "I don't know how to express my thanks for the warmth of my welcome. There is nothing more exciting in my life than to join you in designing and running an arts program. I have just a little night music to get us ready for bed."

A delightful forty minutes later, Susan didn't even let me get behind the wheel. I was out before I hit her sheets.

A good night's sleep, and the fresh hot coffee she waved under my nose at five am got us going down the highway to her brother's place.

"You were very funny last night." She looked across at me with a grin.

"You were evil, firing up those two about my deficiencies."

Her nipples were sticking out and the fingers of one hand were rubbing them on top of the thin shirt.

"Stop that. Today is supposed to be all business."

"I suppose there are rules about behavior with the boss? I will have to figure out what our new relationship is?"

While I thought about that, she loosened her belt and lay across the seat with her head on my thigh. She maneuvered my hand under the shirt so that it covered the dimpled breast. 

"Tell me again about my boobs."

"You are trying to distract me."

"No, seriously. You are the first guy who ever tried to make me feel good about my flat chest."

I rubbed around and hummed in her ear. I pinched her nipple and asked, "Is this connected to your clit?"

"It sure is."

"So, your enjoyment of sex with me is not diminished by small boobs?"

"Your hand and this conversation are making me incredibly horny."

"Take that shirt off and sit up in your seat."

The sun was shining on her chest and she looked terrific. 

"Adjust the rear view mirror so you can see your front."

"Now, repeat after me. 'I like my boobs. Theo likes my boobs. When I watch myself pinching them, it makes both of us really hot.' "

She did and was squirming around in the seat and the nipples were sticking out a mile.

"Now one final instruction. 'I am going to put my fingers in my bottom and get myself off because Theo says no fucking until tonight.' "

She looked at me, "Really?"

"Get busy, we are almost there."

Susan was screaming as loud as she could when we came to the turnoff for DR's place.

She stuffed her fingers in my mouth. "Clean those, beast." The other hand was beating my head.

"There should be severe punishment for doing that to me." 

We were on the gravel road to DR's and I said, "Admit it, your body self-image is improving..."

"Right now, I'm putting on my shirt and getting decent again. I can smell myself."

"If your brother is half the man I think he is, your hot disheveled look will turn him on and get us a better deal. Keep it up."

The hands beat on me, but the lips found mine and the small voice said, "Theo, I am sinking, sinking into..."

"Stop! No more lovey dovey stuff. You know you have won my heart..."

"That's right! And don't you forget it! You told me you liked girls who liked sex and ...

I pulled to the side of the road and got her in my lap. "I don't know whether to beat you or kiss you. Your full court press takes me down every time. I am your helpless victim, but can we shift gears and concentrate on gold for a few hours?"

I found her lips for a long wet kiss. "God Theo, I am so in love with you. But I promise to cool it until tonight."

We were all business by the time I drove through a tattered gate and up to a strange house that looked derelict from a distance, but showed signs of careful maintenance close up. A large man with a trimmed beard walked out to greet us. He gathered Susan in a giant hug and kissed her cheek. 

"You are looking good, sis. Is this the guy who needs a geologist and a goldsmith?"

We shook hands and I said, "Thanks for seeing us on such short notice. Susan says you go by DR. Is that ok?"

"Yep. You got that assay and samples? No point in wasting my time if you ain't found anything."

He asked us to take a seat on the veranda swing while he checked on our rocks. 

Susan tried to snuggle but I gave her a look and she went to find a drink, bringing back two sodas.

In ten minutes, DR was back and took the rocker across from us. "That's from around here somewhere?"

"I dug it out of the creekbank myself."

"Well, it tests as high as I've seen. I think you do need a consulting geologist."

"What kind of a business arrangement suits you, and when can you start?"

"Don't like to fool around, do you. Good thinking. Word gets out and the goldbugs will be all over you like flies."

Susan took my hand and smiled at me. DR frowned, "You sweet on my sister?"

"Your sister and I are dating, yes."

The frown went away. "Good thing. She needs to settle down. Looks like you might even be able to afford her."

Susan groaned and the two men chuckled.

"Anyways, I like to have a contract that makes me part of the team and gives me a piece of the action. Don't know as I need a lot of consulting fees if you are willing to cut me in for 5%."

He added, "Up to some reasonable limit, of course. Like ten million." He laughed uproariously.

"DR, my mother is a tough woman. She gave me orders to find out if you are the real thing, and if you are, I am supposed to reel you in with a signed contract to be our geologist, field supervisor, and jewelry goldsmith. About the 5%. If you get ten million, that means Parsons has earned 190 million. Not a bad trade to my way of thinking. But that is a lot of ounces from a paydirt that may not be there."

He rocked back and forth, dark eyes drilling me. "Are you an athlete?"

"Yes sir, tight end." Susan jumped in, "DR, he caught ten touchdown passes this year and we won the conference."

"You're still in school?"

"Almost done, if Susan decides I can graduate." She punched me. "DR, he is also the smartest kid in school."

"So, if I was silly enough to go to work for Parsons Gallery, you and I would do the day to day stuff together?"

Susan was fidgeting with excitement. We had been at DR's house for less than an hour. Maybe dial things back a little.

"Your sister says you do beautiful work. Is it possible to see some?"

We walked into the house and he unlocked a sturdy steel cabinet. "Have to keep it pretty secure. There's maybe ten grand of gold in here."

He placed several display trays on the dining table. Perhaps a dozen pieces, all extraordinary. Clara and Kim were going to wet their pants. I hugged Susan and had an instant thought. "Pick out the one you would most like to have. We will buy it and take it back to show Kim and Clara."

"Theo! You can't be buying me gold jewelry!"

"Be quiet and stand still for a moment." I took the one I thought she would like best and placed it around her neck. Even against the ancient tee shirt, it looked marvelous.

"Now twirl around slowly so DR and I can see how it looks on you."

She closed her eyes, put her arms in the air, and turned slowly. Classy. Very classy.

"DR, will you take an IOU? Don't tell me how much I am paying, can't do that in front of the girl."

Susan screamed and ran from one to the other of us with hugs, the necklace bouncing around on her chest.

"DR, that's a fine necklace on a woman who is equally fine. She is stealing my heart."

Susan jumped into my arms. "Tell DR what we were talking about."

"Theo, I can't!"

"If you don't, I will."

"Nooo," she howled. And then giggled. "DR knows I'm sensitive about my chest. He teases me by calling them mosquito bites." 

"DR, Theo makes me recite things about my chest. He says it is to improve my body self-image."

"Like what?"

"On the way here, he made me take my shirt off and say 'I like my boobs. Theo likes my boobs.' Then he made me chant that ten times. I got all pink and flustered."

DR said, "Go in the bathroom and take that dumb shirt off, leave the necklace on, and come back here."

"Oooh, you are so bad." In a few seconds, there was a squeal, and she appeared in the doorway, completely pink and shaking. She and the gold looked outstanding.

DR said, "I think you got a good deal, Theo. With the gold and with the woman, too. Better hang on tight. Now about that contract. I'll go get my standard form and we can talk about it. When that hot girlfriend gets her shirt back on, she can fetch us a beer."

We sat on the porch and I looked through ten pages of contract. I liked what it said about client confidentiality. "Was this done by your lawyer?"

"Yes, about five years ago. Needed it for a picky corporate client."

"What I would like to propose is that we do a one page term sheet that lays out what you are going to do, subject to mutual agreement on a detailed contract within a few days. We can sign that. In fact, if we have a handshake on confidentiality, we could go look at the site today. It is about an hour away."

Susan went over and climbed into his lap like a kitten. "Please DR, do it for your little sister." She kissed his cheek.

He looked at me, "Theo, did you put this hellion up to using pussy power on me?"

Susan tried to look outraged but didn't make it. We all laughed. "DR, you keep embarrassing me!"

He said, "I have a jewelry piece I have to finish for a client today, but tomorrow will work. Where should we meet?"

I gave him the highway directions to the turnoff for the mine and suggested 10 am. Susan added that he should come to town for a casual dinner to meet Kim and Clara.

"If you are sure no fancy duds?"

She kissed him, and repeated, "No fancy duds."

As we drove away, Susan could hardly sit in her seat. "Theo, OMG, we are so lucky. This is going to work, I'm sure of it." 

She fingered the necklace, her eyes wet. "I am so lucky. If you weren't driving, I would have a good cry on your shoulder."

She didn't cry on the shoulder, she punched it. Her eyes flashed, "I am going to be in so much trouble with your other girlfriends."

She lay down with her head in my lap and closed her eyes. I palmed the mosquito bites and said, "It's a nice trouble to have. I'm going to tell Kim it is your finder's fee. She can tell the others and we can pretend it's simply a compensation item."

She was licking my finger. "That's not what you were thinking back there, is it?"

"No, back there I was thinking how beautiful you are and how I wanted you to have a beautiful present from me."

She turned her head into my leg, getting her cry in anyway. I was teary myself.

"Why don't you get on your cell and do a little digging in front. See if we can meet Kim and Clara at the gallery. They will love the necklace. I'm afraid we need to lock it in the safe there."

"Tell me how much it cost. I'll find out anyway when similar ones are for sale."

I looked at her and rubbed the chest some more. "I figured you would worm that out of me. Sixty-five hundred. He said retail would be ten in a regular store. I think he wanted to do something special for you when he saw you were paired up with me."

She said quietly, "Theo, this can't just be for me. I love you, but so do they." 

"What if we tell Kim that we knew she would want to see a sample of his work. So the two of you picked out a necklace and made me model it topless because I didn't have a proper dress. When you saw it on me, you were convinced we had to have it. Then I will take off my shirt and model it there in her office!"

My fingers teased all around her, bringing on the giggles. "Brilliant. Then you ask permission to wear it when you give gallery concerts. She will think that is a terrific idea."

"And the others wear it when they are doing something special, or modeling for gold jewelry customers."

"Better and better. Get on the phone."

Around four, we were in Kim's office. We started our story slowly, with details about the road and the turnoff and how decrepit DR made his place look on purpose. We could see Clara and Kim fidgeting, and started to feed in the real stuff. We had agreement in principle. He would sign a term sheet tomorrow, subject to a detailed contract that his lawyer and our lawyer would review. He would look around the mine site tomorrow and come to a small dinner afterwards at Keeler. 

Kim said, "You got all that done today?" 

"Actually, there is one more thing. I'll let Susan tell you about it."

"Theo asked if we could see some samples of his work. He had a number of pieces on trays that were wonderful. Then the two of them said I had to model one of the necklaces for them, and made me do it topless because I didn't have a proper dress."

Susan stood and slowly raised the shirt over her head. The necklace rested on her chest looking every bit as gorgeous in Kim's office as it had out in the desert. The other two women drew in their breath and clapped wildly.

Susan surprised me by telling Clara to come closer. She reached behind her neck and undid the clasp.

"I think the program manager should model the sample too."

Susan got behind Clara, who had a blouse and bra on, and fastened the necklace. "Clara, that blouse doesn't do the necklace justice. Kim, perhaps Clara should model it topless too?"

Clara looked at Kim and me and knew she was stuck. We soon had a second chest, with bigger boobs, showing off the necklace. Susan and I clapped loudly.




The Dark Lady Ch. 04



Then all of us clustered around Kim and we had a third topless blushing model. 

They all turned on me, pounding, slapping, kissing, licking, calling me vile names. I tried to get arms around all four of us but couldn't make it. 

Some days are better than others. Today was better, better, better.

Kim talked to Sarah and discovered the gang was at Keeler, pulling together a staff dinner, and wouldn't mind more company. At the last minute, Kim decided the necklace should go along. The rest of us warned her that she was on the hook for modeling it. My loving mother actually blushed for one of the few times in her tough life.

I was hardly in the door when the twins had me on the floor. "Where have you been! It is not permitted to disappear. We miss you!"

Erica was there with her toe. She specialized in punishment by toe. "I have another score to settle with you. What's this about staff development with that young hussy?"

Clemmie had her arms around Erica and pinched her boob. "Please Erica, let me go back to school part time. Pretty please."

Women were standing around with beers and wine, laughing. Erica pulled in Clemmie for a hot kiss and everyone giggled. Someone called out, "Clemmie, your girlfriend wants a bribe!"

Sarah and Laura lay on me and the three of us watched the byplay. Clemmie's hands were all over Erica, who was getting a little pink.

"Speaking of hussies, are you going to tell us what you were doing all day with that hot English teacher." Sarah had her knee in my crotch. On the side of her that couldn't be seen by others, my hand was working into her shorts. Before anything happened, Kim came over and poked us, "Get off the floor, you miserable excuses for employees. We have to tell the group what is going on. Get a drink and sit down in the other room."

Susan was looking very relaxed, with a glass of wine on top of the piano, playing cocktail music for an applauding audience. With her wine, Sarah came back and pulled my hair viciously. "Ouch, that really hurt."

She cuffed me hard as a followup to the hair pulling., and pushed me into a quiet corner. "I am SO proud of you for finding her, and I am so jealous of all that talent!"

I got her in a headlock and bit her ear hard. "Stop that."

"I am reminding you that every person in the room brings something special to Parsons, you included."

"Oh shit, Theo, there you go again, making us feel good when we are trying to be bitchy." She pressed herself against me and stuffed her tongue down my throat.

"Theo!" my mother shouted, "stop molesting that poor girl and come over here."

She pointed to a chair. "Sit." Theo's maternal leash just got shortened.

"You will have to excuse my delinquent son. He is a bit out of control because he brought us some very good news today. He and Susan and Clara are going to tell us about it. Before we begin, I want everyone to shut down anything that might capture our conversation, and I want you to understand that this is a top secret new program at Parsons and you don't whisper a word of it, not a single word, unless you have my explicit permission. Understood?" She looked around the room, fiercely. 

Susan began. "Today, I was able to arrange a meeting between Theo and my older brother Alan, to talk about our need for an experienced minerals geologist. Some of you know that Theo discovered some rocks at Kim's mining property south of here a few weeks ago that turned out to have a high gold content. I'll save you the complicated part of the story and just say that my brother, who goes by the nickname of DR, has agreed to become our geologist and assist with recovery of more gold."

Clara stood up and said, "You are probably wondering exactly what discovery of gold has to do with the gallery. Thanks to this guy," she tousled Theo's hair, " who had the idea, we are going to start a new line of business for Parsons. We are going to carry a highly selective line of gold jewelry made from Arizona gold mined on our property, and fashioned into pieces by our geologist, DR, who also turns out to be a skilled goldsmith. Kim has asked me to build an exclusive program around the line of jewelry, and with your help, we expect to launch it in two or three months."

"To give us an idea of how this might work out, Susan and Theo have brought back a sample of DR's jewelry. Our leader has agreed to model it."

Kim stood beside the giant piano as Susan played a fanfare and slowly unbuttoned and removed her blouse.

The necklace gleamed and shimmered in the candlelight, gracing her neck and curling just above the cleavage of her prominent breasts. The room was silent for a few seconds and then broke into enthusiastic applause as Kim bowed and curtseyed.

Women rushed forward to see the fine goldwork up close. It really was a work of art fit for a gallery, thought Theo. Kim had feminine hands all over her front, he saw, and not all of them confined themselves to the necklace. A few stray passes over her nipples were making Kim flinch and blush.

Clemmie was at his side again. "You are such a rat."

"That's what you called me last night."

"Ok, you are a double rat, or maybe triple." She wormed her way in front of him and pushed his hand down her front. He fondled her breast, comparing it to his mother's.

"Well?"

"Are you fishing for a compliment?"

"Damn right. She is an incredible woman and that is a fantastic necklace."

She had him up against the wall and turned to bury her face in his shoulder. Her low voice said, "This is such a great job, working for you. And there is great sex to go with the great job. Except you have to give me more. Have you decided when Clara and I get our reward?"

He was just saying that Clara was going to be awfully busy coping with starting up the gold program when she appeared at their side, saying, "Theo, that's bullshit. Your days are wasting, and you don't want to even think about the punishment two vengeful women will inflict on you if we don't receive our proper attention."

Erica barged into their little group and dragged him away by the ear, saying, "I want to talk to you about staff development right now."

She got him in Kim's bedroom, pushed him down, and jumped on top with a bang. "There, that's better. Woman on top always feels good."

His hands were inside her slacks, kneading the tough muscles of her butt. Their tongues were dueling.

"We can keep our clothes on. I just need some messing around." She wrestled with him, seeking out his tongue again and again. He was super hard and she pinched him through his trousers.

He said to her, "This kind of messing around will get you fucked."

Kim walked in, with her blouse restored, and sat on the bed. "You are missing out, I made Clara model the necklace topless too."

They pulled her to them and all three traded caresses around. "Theo, is it possible when you have these brainstorms that involve my responsibilities, I could get ten seconds warning?" She kissed him and pulled his hair. 

Using his little boy voice, he said, "Mommy, I've been a bad boy, I promise never to do it again."

His hand was between her legs, rubbing and pinching. Kim said, "Theo, stop that. This is the second time tonight I've caught you molesting the staff."

His arm was through Kim's crotch, pinning her to him. "Mom, I think you are missing something here. This is a horny pack of women you have hired, and I'm having a hell of a time keeping up with their needs. Even you are suffering." His lips were soft on hers, and then on Erica's.

Erica said to Kim, "He's our guy, isn't he? We better go back or they will all be in here taking their clothes off and we won't get any dinner."

Theo got his plate heaped with chicken curry and vegetables and went to find a place to sit. The atmosphere was very mellow and most people were on the floor. Selma and Marty waved him over and pushed him down between them. A torrent of Spanish passed across him. He said, "Listening to you makes me think I need to learn more Spanish. It is a beautiful language." 

Selma elbowed him, "Then Marty and I would not have any secrets. Theo, we miss you. First it is recruiting, then it is gold, what are you up to next that will keep you away from us?" Their eyes were soft and inviting. He carefully licked and kissed both of them and passed his hand down their fronts. 

"Excuse me a minute, I will be right back." He looked around and didn't see Susan. He found her in the kitchen with the twins. All three of them looked at him suspiciously. "Great dinner, you two devils. I'm trying to avoid you so my bruises can heal."

Sarah and Laura immediately got him up against the wall. Susan was there with them. "We understand that you are falling behind in your duties to your womenfolk. Seems to have something to do with a certain piano player and a gold discovery. The two of us sure aren't getting any."

They punched him. Susan pinned his arms back so they could take it out on his abs. "Damn, his belly is hard as a rock."

He grabbed all three and moved the party into a quiet corner. "Ok, here's the deal. I promised myself to Susan tonight, and I'm going to stand her up. The two Spanish fireballs are badly neglected and I'm going home with them. I will be at Susan's at seven in the morning to go meet DR, hoping she will not have a shotgun out to take me down. I am digging my hole deeper by promising you two party girls that I will spend a whole night with you very soon."

Sarah and Laura looked at each other, "Do we believe that?"

He must have played his sympathy card right, because all three gave him warm kisses and pushed his butt in the direction of the other room.

Theo grabbed pillows and blankets on his way back to Selma and Marty, making the three of them a little nest. Just as he was going to resume their conversation, Susan spoke from the piano, "I've discovered that Clara is another pianist in our midst. We haven't really had an opportunity to practice, but we both know some four hand music and will give it a try for you tonight."

Theo and his Spanish ladies were very relaxed as the music began. He whispered very quietly in Selma's ear, "Can I come home with you tonight?" She looked at him sharply and stuck her tongue in his mouth. "No. Absolutely not." His hand was unhooking her bra as he kissed her again. They were under the blanket but Marty noticed the wiggling around. "What's going on?"

He reached for her front and found a delicious soft breast. "You're coming with Selma and me tonight." They tried to attack him but he whispered, "We have to listen..."

He was half asleep when the music died out. A toe prodded at him. His ribs were getting sore from all the toe action. It was Kim. "I can see by looking at these two that you are trying to make amends. I asked Susan if I could come tomorrow and she said yes, so you are to pick me up on the way." Her eyes were dark. He got up and hugged her. "I promise to find more time to talk to you."

"Thank you. We can catch up on the way to the mine."

The party was breaking up and he tried to make an inconspicuous exit with Selma and Marty, which was impossible. He needed his car early in the morning, so Selma drove hers and Marty went with Theo. Her hand caressed the back of his neck. "So Erica tells me you told her to recruit some of the right kind of guys."

"If we were in Mexico, I would curse you in my tough woman Spanish for being arrogant in sending Erica out to recruit lovers." She pulled his hair and pinched his ear. Then leaned over and kissed his cheek and said, "What if we don't want new recruits? What if we like the recruit we have?"

They were arm in arm as they walked into Selma's house. Their hostess was fixing tea and taking a tin of shortbread out of the cupboard. Theo asked, "What's new with Eduardo?"

Selma hugged him and said, "He gave me ultimatum to visit soon, or he will come here and drag me away by my hair!"

"What if we go in two weeks. I'll drive. I need to talk to him about things."

"Really, you will drive me home? That is very nice offer. Maybe Marty will come too and we can party in Nogales."

"I am going to the shower, and then I am going into your bed, and then you have to attack me quickly or I will be sound asleep..."

They took turns berating him. "You think two fine ladies will put up with half asleep lover? You have another thought coming." They followed him down the hall, picking up the clothes he was dropping, voicing terrible oaths in Spanish. At least, he assumed they were terrible oaths. Sounded like they were cutting him down to size and laughing hard as they did it. 

The women were naked in front of the mirror as he finished. His cock was instantly hard. They noticed and said, "He is awake!"

He took the far side of the bed and pretended to sleep. They had lotioned themselves and smelled divine. Selma's hand found his hard prick under him in moments. "This one, he is pretending. His cock is ready for us. You go first."

They turned me over and Marty climbed on. She leaned down for a kiss and I caressed the incredible breasts. A little voice said, "You're not going to do better than those." I leaned up and tongued them. The tempo of my thrusting was too lazy for such a hot woman. I grabbed her hips firmly and turned us over. The first hard entrance took her breath away. "Ooh, Theo. More."

Marty didn't waste time. We worked ourselves right to the top and over the edge together. Her gasps were long and trailing off. Selma was being slutty and had my slimy cock in her mouth licking and slurping combined sex juice off of it. I pulled her long hair and pinched the closest nipple. I used some muscle in twirling her around and jamming her down hard on the instrument she was sucking moments ago.

"Oh Theo, you are such a nasty fucker. You are wrecking me and it feels so good." We rocked back and forth, kissing and calling each other nasty names. Marty was back to life, taking kisses from both of us.

I pulled Selma down on me and beat on her tough behind. Slap, slap, slap. That did it and the curvy latina screamed as she came hard on me. I hadn't thought there was enough there, but the clamping and the screaming and the shaking sent me blasting into her. I turned us over and she lay there smiling and flexing her sex to drain me. We were a smelly sticky heap of satisfied sex with Marty contributing her share. 

"I have to be at Susan's before five, so maybe you hot ladies will let me go to her now rather than wake you in the dark?"

Selma said, "Fuck and run, is that it?" She tried to get an armlock on me but I diverted her to Marty and kissed both of them.

Marty said, "You be careful with that sexy Susan. If we are hot, she is incendiary."

On the way over, I phoned Susan, "I'm coming to you. Selma and Marty were nice enough to let me go."

"Fine." She sounded noncommittal.

She opened the door as I got to it. "Follow me." We walked past the bedroom to her kitchen. There was a body on the bed completely covered with blanket.

"Did I interrupt something? Should I leave?"

She didn't answer but put on tea water and prepared three cups. "Milk?" she asked. I shook my head no. 

We went to the bedroom and sat on the side of the bed. The body did not move. "I've brought you some tea. You can't cry all night. He's here. He's sorry." Her look said I did not need to say anything.

"Until a week ago, she thought she was a lesbian. Never had anything but girl sex. College roommate ran her life. Found Kim by accident and Kim took her to bed. All of a sudden this high school guy with muscles is her boss. She decides she better hide the lesbian business if she wants her job, and puts the make on you. All of a sudden her body is going crazy sending hetero signals. Then you do her in the kitchen. The first time she ever had a real cock in her. She talks Clemmie into the act about needing more sex. Trouble is, her mind and her body are on two different planets. She asks if she can come home with me and has a breakdown. Right there."

I rolled the body up in the blanket and placed it across my lap. Susan opened up the top and held the tea cup to Clara's puffy lips. Her eyes were still closed, but she drank. Susan got a pillow and propped the head up on her lap. I pulled the blanket over her face again.

"Teachers get training about gender identity issues in their students. What do they tell you to do?" My arms were gently around the body.

"Nonjudgmental affection."

"What about when the other kids are being stupid?"

"Convince them they are smarter and tougher than the wise ass ones."

A hand wormed out of the blanket to find mine and take it back inside and press it against a boob.

Susan noticed and smiled.

"What about when they are feeling vulnerable and scared?"

"Hugging and kissing is the preferred treatment."

The boob was nice. I tweaked the tip of it. The body twitched.

Susan leaned in for a kiss from me. The body uncovered her face and noticed. Tears were still falling.

"If a guy is trying to be helpful, what does he do?"

"Leave the macho stuff at home and follow her lead."

"What if she has my hand on her boob and I'm thinking about how fantastic they looked with the gold necklace above them?"

The body said, "OK, knock it off. I've decided suicide will solve nothing. Kiss me like you kiss her."

I started slow and easy and ramped up. By the time I stopped, she was panting and squirming.

"Susan! He makes me so hot! My body wants him but my brain is all fucked up!"

Susan said, "You have to go for some therapy to get all this straightened out, but is it ok if I suggest that perhaps you let your roommate dominate you and take a little bit of sexual experimentation and grow it into lesbianism that isn't really there?"

Clara moved my hand from her breast to her pussy. "Rub me." She closed her eyes again.

Clara's body definitely liked me. She gushed all over my fingers. She said, "So if you let me sleep in the middle between the two of you, nice bisexual vibes will take over and convert me?" Her eyes were open and dry and smiling. She put her hand over mine and rubbed harder. Susan wanted another kiss with a lot of tongue. Susan was working up to need her own dose of me.

Clara asked, "Is he making you hot?"

"God yes. I really need him. Is that ok?"

"This is part of my conversion therapy? Watching hot hetero sex?"

"I don't know about that but it is part of my own therapy prescription."

We put the body back on the far side of the bed, stripped, and were coupled to each other in seconds.

"Ooh god, that feels good. Don't hurry. Let me work on you a little. Clara, have you ever watched live sex before?"

"Not really. I mean, I was right next door at sorority and fraternity parties when someone was screaming her fool head off, but not watching like this, with his big thing going back and forth right under my nose, and the two of you making all those little noises."

I whispered to Susan, "Yes, make me some more little noises." Her tight body was driving me crazy.

She was done playing and her hips were humping up as hard as I was thrusting down. Not even a minute of that and Clara was being treated to two loud climaxes and a lot of combined juice everywhere.

In a quiet little voice, Clara said, "Susan, can I lick you while he does me?

I kissed her as I slid very gently into a sopping wet cunt that obviously needed me in it. Susan was climbing over in front and her clit was slowly lowering to the close vicinity of Clara's lips and tongue. In not very many minutes, the confused lesbian was shrieking and shaking and climaxing violently. Susan turned out the light and we went to sleep without any cleanup.

I smelled the coffee and heard the shower at the same time. I whispered in her ear, "That was pretty good fucking for a lesbian."




The Dark Lady Ch. 04



"Women fake it all the time." She laughed and grabbed for me. I pulled her into the bathroom and shouted to Susan, "She says she faked that last night!"

The water turned off and Susan opened the door. I had my arm around Clara, kneading her boob and biting her neck. "You could have fooled me." She rubbed her wet front on Clara, "I think he fucked you to a great orgasm, but you are not sure you should admit it."

We were in the kitchen, getting organized. I said to Clara, "I think you need a dose of the new reality today. The gold reality." Her eyes widened.

I asked Susan, "What if we rub her nose in gold all day and use my cock on her all night? Will that be good therapy?"

I had my hands on Clara's tits, keeping her nipples nice and hard.

Susan walked up and started cuffing me. "God damn it, she gives you an inch, and you take a mile! She comes from a world where cocks don't count. Got that? Cocks don't count. Now behave yourself and load the car."

(cont'd in Ch 5 - The Boulder Travels to a Secret Location)



The Dark Lady Ch. 05



After the harsh words in the kitchen, I was very quiet on the drive to meet DR at the mine, having been put firmly in my place. Kim sensed that something was out of kilter, but Susan kept the conversation going and drew Clara in with frequent questions.

DR's truck was by the side of the road when we arrived and I walked over to say hello. "Morning. You want to just follow me, or would you like one of the women as a passenger?"

"You've got three of them in there?"

"Yes. My mother insisted, and Susan asked the woman who is going to be responsible for the gallery part of the gold program to come along as well."

"Don't need to talk to sis, what about your mother? Her name is Kim?"

"Yes, I'll tell her."

Kim looked doubtful. "Turn on the charm," I said, "we need his help."

Susan got in the back with Clara and the two of them were whispering about something. I was paying attention to the rough road when they started licking the back of my neck.

"What have I done wrong now?"

"Don't be nasty. We want to apologize for jumping on you at breakfast. Clara whispered to me that if your great cock went away, we would be very unhappy."

"Wait a minute. An hour ago, my cock doesn't count, and now it does?"

More licks and kisses. Clara said in a very soft voice, "That was a bad performance I put on last night. This morning I feel like a new woman. You know how sometimes when you throw up, your body gets a lot better? That's how my brain feels this morning. Like I puked up all my girl sex garbage and got rid of it."

Susan had Clara down on the back seat, wrestling. "Wait a minute! What about sex with me? Is that all over?" 

Clara sat on Susan and said in her best Dom voice, "All right Kristoph, I'm stringing you up and flogging until you scream for my pussy!"

They were still laughing and wrestling when we pulled up at the mine. I looked around at two flushed smiling faces. "Are we anywhere back close to normal?"

"Theo, how could any woman be normal around you?" 

Kim and DR were smiling, so things couldn't have been too bad in the other car. I said, "I want to take DR to the boulder first. Why don't the three of you hike slowly up the wash beyond where we got the other day, looking for dark rocks with shiny spots."

DR got his tools, and I took a brush to clean off the dust and gravel we had covered the boulder with. It was a nice day, not too hot. As the women walked upstream, I led DR up the narrow ravine to the camouflaged boulder and brushed an area clean. He went to work on one side while I moved to the opposite side to begin cleaning. Soon I heard a series of oaths that sounded like, "Damn fool, why didn't you see it in the samples? Oh shit, look at that." More unhappy grunts in between whacks at the rock with his hammer. "I'll be goddamned. Holy shit."

He looked up and said, "Theo, we are not uncovering this rock today. Start putting stuff back and then come over here."

"Gimme your hand." He dropped three small pieces of crystal rock into my palm. "Guess what that is."

"You are kidding!"

He shook his head. "This rock looks like it is from a diamond pipe. I'll bet those are diamonds in your hand. Three or four carets, maybe. But I don't understand why there is gold too. Could be some crazy subduction event did this."

We looked at each other, baffled but excited. "Theo, we need to get that boulder to my place so I can run more tests. We'll get a dump truck and a loader out here and pretend we are just mining some gravel for a garden project. Think you can drive a dump truck with that in it?"

I'm sure I looked scared because he laughed at me. "Yeah, I'd be worried too if I was driving a rock around might be worth a few million."

He added, "Let's join the women and just say the boulder has to be tested some more."

Two hours later, we had a fifty pound sack of heavy rocks, but nothing to compare to the boulder. The rough diamonds were burning a hole in my pocket. DR said to take them to a diamond guy in town tomorrow and see what he said. It might take a day or two to get the moving equipment ready for the boulder, but I was on call for a twilight move.

The women brought the lunch under some trees and DR described the situation as he saw it. "The good news is I can see more gold in these dark rocks. The bad news is I haven't figured out what kind of formation that boulder and the smaller pieces came from, and we don't need folks out here messing around until I do. So Theo and I are going into the boulder moving business to get it to my place for more testing."

He went on, "I'd like to take a raincheck on the dinner invite. Let's put it off until we know more and can set some plans. In the meantime, we can take care of paperwork."

There was a relaxed silence on the way back to town. Kim finally said, "So, we have some nice nuggets but don't know where we stand at all, do we?"

"Nope. Kind of nervous making, isn't it, not knowing whether you're worth a million or a hundred million?"

I smiled at everyone and got nervous giggles back. I stopped the car and asked Kim to drive, then climbed in back with Clara. I pulled her roughly into my lap and kissed her hard. She kissed back hard. I whispered in her ear, "Promise me no more crazy stuff."

She buried her head in my chest and quietly shuddered against me. She looked up with more tears. "I'll try. I really will."

I held her as tight as I could until she relaxed against me. 

I pulled out my phone and called Karen, "Hey, any chance you can join us for simple dinner at Keeler? I need some advice."

"No black sheath dress?" I put the phone on speaker and said, "I missed what you said."

"I said, 'No black sheath dress?' "

Clara had her hand between my legs, squeezing.

"I just consulted with the women here. They have on tees and shorts with nothing under."

"I might have known. How soon?"

"About half an hour."

"I'll be there. Fix me a drink."

I explained to the others in the car, "Have to do something about my school disaster. She's only got a few days left but maybe I can work something out."

Susan said, "You need a body double, but I'm not sure the rest of us are ready for that."

Clara was lying on me having a giggling fit. I messed with her hair and rubbed her front. Susan saw what was going on and climbed over the seat. I pulled her in tight and whispered, "She wants to let a guy in bed with us!"

Susan jerked in mock outrage and reached for a Clara boob. "And I thought you were my girlfriend!"

Kim looked back and asked, "What's going on?"

Susan's outrage was good. "Clara wants to let a guy in bed with her two girlfriends and herself! Can you imagine?"

I tried out a feminine voice, "Clara, how can you treat your roommates like this? I thought we agreed girl sex was all we needed?"

Her hand was squeezing the very devil out of me. Kim was having the giggles in front. Clara was giggling. Susan and I were kissing.

We were getting close to Keeler. I shifted over to my macho male voice and said, "Mom, did you know Clara has won an award?"

"No. What award?"

"The graduating seniors on the Melrose High football team have voted her, 'Girl I'd most like to fuck!' "

Kim said, "Theo, that is gross! You apologize this very minute!"

Susan and Clara were all over me. I sure loved being physical with my women. My fingers were in all the forbidden places as they rained blows on my head.

Kim was in the garage and we had to stop. They actually kissed me after my bad behavior, and we went upstairs.

The twins had got wind of yet another takeout dinner and had things arranged on the sideboard. Three kinds of salad and roasted chicken. Craft beer and better than average wine.

I knocked their heads together and said thank you. They pinched the front of my shorts and said, "We still have a date with you."

Karen was pressing against me. She asked the twins, "What is he up to now? He asked me to come over for dinner."

I kissed her and said, "I'm so starved for affection, I just had to see you."

The three of them laughed loudly. Others looked over, shaking their heads.

Karen and I filled our plates and sat together on the sofa. I nudged her hip. "Hi."

She nudged me back. "Hi yourself. Find anything interesting out there today?"

"DR says he needs to do more analysis on the big rock. He and I are going into the business of secretly moving high value boulders. That's why you are here. This gold thing can't be put off and I am between a rock and hard place, schoolwise. 

"I suppose you want special credit for punning me?"

"The real story is that I am at your mercy. You can get me to promise almost anything right now."

She chuckled and waved the others over to sit on the floor in front of us. "Theo wants a big favor from me and says he will promise almost anything to get it. You know him better than I do, so help me come up with a good promise. Something that keeps on giving, like that battery ad."

Karen laughed and so did everyone else. I was mortified. This was torture and I had only myself to blame.

"Massage every night for a year."

"Reading to you in bed every night."

"Sex every day for a year."

"Taking out the garbage and cleaning the bathroom for months."

I was getting pinker and the women stopped talking and just pulled me on the floor where I could be hassled properly. Karen sat on me and leaned over for a kiss. It was long and sweet and the others cooed.

She sat up and said, "Ok, here is the deal. You will take the graduation exam this coming week. You will get a perfect score and I will pull strings to get you permission to legally graduate from high school right now, but go through the ceremony in June with your friends."

Everyone held their breaths, "And..."

"And, he will promise to give a loving kiss to every one of us every day, and tend to our needs as directed."

There was a collective sigh, "as directed..."

They jumped me, several voices rang out, "Theo, about my needs..."

Kim pulled me up and pushed my body against the wall. "I get the first loving kiss."

A long while later, I finished all the kisses. Kim made a final pronouncement. "Tonight, you take Karen home and tend to her needs. The rest of us will wait."

I let Karen boss me around, driving us to her house, running me through the bathroom and into her bed. She did a quick shower and jumped in on top all warm and fresh and smelling incredible. She kissed me and said, "You don't have to do this if you don't want to. I'll take an IOU."

I hugged her and kissed the back of her neck and wrapped my fingers in her blond hair. "Are you the tiniest bit sleepy?"

"Oh, Theo, I know I'm lucky to have you here in my own bed. Take me whenever you want. It will be more exciting that way. Now close your eyes."

It was 4 am on the clock next to her bed. Her curvy behind was wiggling on me and I was hard. I reached around and fondled another curvy item. "You poked me."

"Happens all the time. Nothing to worry about." I pinched the nipple on the tip of the curvy item.

She turned into me with a kiss in the dark. "You've taken twenty years off my life. I'm back in high school and we are having a forbidden night together because my folks are on a trip."

"You have a vivid imagination. Have we done it yet?"

"No. You keep hinting we need to, but I'm being coy."

I eased into her. "How coy? This feels pretty juicy to me."

"That big thing pushes the coy out of me every time. Harder."

She got very active, humping and jerking and then screaming at me as she came, "YES!"

I turned us over and she lay on me, trembling, smothering my face with kisses.

"Am I holding up my end of the deal?"

"Oh yes," and she was asleep again.

I was alone in the bed with the sun in my eyes. She appeared in the doorway with coffee, the sun shining on all of her. "You make a guy hard just standing there."

"I'm only a fake teenager." She wiggled her hips and the tits bounced provocatively.

"You've been teasing me like that and we still haven't done it?"

She sat on the edge of the bed and shared her coffee. "You are very shy and delicate."

She was kissing me tenderly when a face appeared at the door. We looked up and there was a naked Susan with her own cup of coffee.

"How did you get in here?"

"I used the key you gave me. Are you done with him yet? I'm needy."

"He was very nice to me in the night. But now we are pretending we are in high school together and haven't done it yet. Where do you fit in?"

"I'm your twin sister and insanely jealous that you have him and I don't. I am plotting all sorts of awful things to get even."

I spoke up after another sip of coffee. "But what if I am tired of this sister rivalry and decide to have you both together at the same time. I have an evil mind that thinks deflowering two instead of one would be fine."

"No. That's totally unfair! She is just a minx."

Susan advanced across the room and we got Karen on her back with legs spread. Susan said, "Sorry sis, I can't resist this," and plunged her mouth into Karen's crotch.

"No no, you can't." I maneuvered Susan on top and plunged into her while Karen was still hollering. The twin who didn't deserve me had a tight, clutching cunt and was twisting every which way in my arms.

I spanked her ass a couple of times and reached for a nipple to pinch. She shuddered and came hard. I rolled her off and said don't go anywhere. The sister that I had a crush on was crying and still saying it wasn't fair. My cock was big and hard and went in smooth as silk. A lot smoother than into a teenager the first time.

"Ohhh, you've done it! I won't forgive you for doing my evil sister first but please don't stop. Promise you'll marry me if I get pregnant... Ohhh, something's happening. Why are you pounding me like that. Ohhh, god, oh, oh, oh." And she really did come, holding tight to me.

We were toweling off when I said, "Did you have that much fun the first time?"

They snapped their towels at me. "What do you think? I was scared shitless and couldn't remember any of it afterwards except he was big and it hurt."

"Mine was better than that. In my own bed after school one day. But I was scared too and didn't come." Susan was smiling.

They pressed into me. "Do we get to learn about your first?"

"On my eighteenth birthday, with someone who cares so much for me that she didn't have sex with a guy for eighteen years until I was legal."

"OMG, Theo, that is so tender. She's like a mother to all of us, and now she is your lover too!" 

I hugged them tight and said, "Someone could make a lot of money if they figured out how to take the confusion and terror out of having your first sex."

"Theo, you have enough on your plate without taking on teenage cherry popping!"

That sent us laughing to the breakfast table. Susan elbowed me and said, "That was good therapy you used with Clara yesterday."

"Should she see a shrink too?"

"That roommate business won't go away easily. She needs help banishing it."

Karen said, "I don't think therapy makes bad things go away. It gives you tools to manage the pain."

I reached out to take their hands. "I don't tell you this enough. I'm terrifically in your debt for looking out for me and kicking me into line when I screw up. Don't stop that."

Karen got me in one of her headlocks. "God, I wish I could do this to some of my uncouth students without getting fired."

"What have I done?"

"Last night, I said you were going to get a perfect score on the graduation exam? I meant that. Take another look at the study guide, which is posted online."

Susan pulled my ears. "Yes, even genius's need to look in the book sometimes."

I kissed them, fondled their boobs, told them how sexy they were, and we went off to work.

Clemmie was giving me a shoulder massage and saying in a small voice that I needed to let her sit in my lap once in a while. She bent down and said, "Clara came over last night. She said her whole life is changed because of you."

She stopped, went over and closed and locked the door. She marched back over to me and climbed into my lap and gave me a long wet kiss. "There, fire me for sex in the office."

I hugged her and rubbed her fine tits. She said, "You've changed my life too." 

"How? You seem like the same neat Clemmie I've always known."

She put my hand under her skirt and said, "Rub me."

I rubbed and her breath caught. "What about no sex in the office?"

She wrapped herself entirely around my head and draped the blond hair in my face. She smelled clean and fresh and lovable.

"I have the most terrible crush on you. It drives me crazy."

"What should I do? Beat you? Love you? Both?"

She climbed out of my arms and went back to the neck rub. "I'm a basket case. Just throw me out with the trash."

"While I am thinking about that, get me DR on the phone if you can."

"Hi, was just getting ready to call you. I have the loader and the truck lined up. We should pick them up at noon either today or tomorrow."

Clemmie was back in my lap and putting my hand inside her bra. I put the phone on mute and said, "That's a firing offense."

"I don't care. Go ahead and fire me."

I took the mute off. "The weather's good. Let's do it today. Wrecks my schedule either way."

"Ok. Meet at Jim's Commercial Rentals down on Front St at noon. Bring your credit card."

I tossed her in the air, and watched as she recovered and landed on her feet with a fierce look. 

"You are coming with me. Transfer the phones out to the gallery receptionist and have her take messages. We are away on urgent company business the rest of the day. Then go home, get into your grubbiest clothes with tough boots, work gloves and a floppy hat. Get a lunch and snacks for three. Meet at Jim's at noon."

I stared at her. She looked at me unbelievingly and dashed out. I went to see Kim, who was on the phone. Wrote under her nose, "Doing boulder today. Clemmie with me."

She smiled and reached for a kiss. I stuffed my hand down her front and gave her a lot of tongue. She tried to swat me and I ran to Clara's office. She was there and not on the phone for once. I took the packet of stones and emptied it in front of her. The crystal rocks might or might not be diamond. "Take these to a diamond guy in town and ask for an appraisal. Tell him you inherited them from your mother, who said her uncle gave them to her and she forgot about them. Don't admit anything about where they came from. Tell Laura I have Clemmie with me and we will be back late." I kissed her and squeezed her boob and ran for home.

Fortunately, I had some old work clothes that suited the role of dump truck driver, down to the oil company baseball cap. When I got to Jim's, DR was standing next to a shiny loader on its trailer, already hooked to the back of the truck. I went in and signed my life away for the equipment. When I came out, Clemmie was saying hello to DR and apologizing for her appearance. DR looked at her diminutive form and blond hair tucked in a cap, and then at me. "Sonny, how come you have such a supply of cute women around?"

Clemmie blushed, I laughed, and we boosted her up into the middle of the truck seat with her pack of goodies. I eased us out of the yard, with the truck gears making a terrific noise, and got us headed toward the mine road without hitting anything. Clemmie was in seventh heaven, riding with two tough guys in a giant noisy truck.

When I got to the stretch of gravel road leading to the mine, the hard ride got harder. Taking it easy on the loader, it was the best part of an hour before we were in the wash near the boulder.

I turned Clemmie into our sentry, telling her to keep a sharp eye for any sign of movement anywhere near us. I even had some binoculars from my car for her to use. There was a pretty high rock with some shade for her to hide in. 




The Dark Lady Ch. 05



The loader came alive with a roar on the first try. DR and I set the ramps and he backed her down easy. We shut everything down for a confab and called in Clemmie to have some lunch with us. DR suggested that we should make a modest pile of gravel with the loader, and even put a couple of bucket loads in the front of the truck so it looked like we were gravel farming if anyone showed up. 

The sandwiches were good and the apple cider was still cold. There was even a brownie for dessert. DR told Clemmie he sure appreciated the good grub, and she blushed again. We had several hours before sunset, and wanted to get back to the highway just at dusk. I wasn't comfortable about driving the truck in the dark with the loader behind, and so we decided to move the departure up so that we got most of the way to DR's place before darkness. And also to take a back road south of town to get to the north-south highway without going through the builtup sections of town.

It was about a quarter of a mile up the wash to the boulder. I told Clemmie to come with us and take a look. It was well disguised. I didn't even see it until my mental triangulation kicked in and I found the small side wash. You never saw such an unremarkable lump. I whispered in her ear that there might be ten million dollars in gold under the dust and got a very wide eyed look back. She laughed and asked, "Theo, why are you whispering out here in the middle of nowhere?" I said, "The walls have ears," and boxed my hands out at her. I got a nice fist to the jaw and another to my stomach right after. I looked over the top of my dark glasses at her, and she said, "Self-defense classes."

DR came up the wash with no trouble and started clearing a way to the boulder. We decided I should turn the truck around and try backing up the wash carefully. I had Clemmie stand on the step outside the passenger door and call obstacles over there. Slowly, in low reverse, we crept closer to the loader. When we got within thirty yards, I put it in idle and sent Clemmie to be lookout again.

DR decided to work around the back side and see if he could slide the boulder into the bucket from there. At least, it would likely shift down the wash a bit. I asked him over the roar of the engine whether he thought it might break up before we got it moved. He hollered back, "Don't know, probably doesn't matter how many pieces we have to move. "

The loader complained about the boulder. Did not want to scoop it up. I suggested careful hollowing out under the back lip until it rolled into the bucket by itself. This was dicey, because we might end up with the boulder down in the hole we just made. DR was in his element, playing the loader controls like a piano. Somewhere in his past, the man had done this more than a few times.

Clemmie was hopping up and down with excitement, partly because she couldn't see what DR was doing. Finally I waved her over as the critical moment approached. I pulled her in front of me with my arms wrapped around her front. She pressed all of herself into me. I tickled her and she jerked.

It worked. Just as I was moving forward with a shovel, the dusty lump tipped into the loader bucket with a thump. Clemmie clapped and shouted "Yay!" I sent her back to the lookout. She no sooner got there than she was running back, pointing to the west.

Shit, this was a bad time. Boulder in the bucket was exposing our true purpose. I asked her, "What did you see?"

She was out of breath but said, "Cloud of dust on the access road, still aways away." I sent her back and told DR we had better see how fast we could get the boulder in the truck, or on the ground close by. The loader groaned more than a little as he coaxed it out of the small depression he was in and over some rough ground to the truck. Fortunately, the truck was obscuring us from sight to the west.

I dropped the tailgate on the truck, so DR could get the bucket inside the bed and then carefully elevate the rear of it. Before this happened, Clemmie reported that the dust had turned south away from us. I smiled at DR and he smiled at me and we took it nice and easy with the final steps.

Thirty minutes later, the boulder was in the bed, surrounded by a low cushion of gravel designed to disguise it and keep it from rolling around on our journey. Wanting to be ready to leave, we made the site look like just gravel had been removed, then got the loader on its trailer and hooked to the truck.

Clemmie pulled a beer from her insulated bag and held it up with some soda. We waved off the beer and gulped down two sodas. Clemmie said there was enough ice to keep the beer cold a while longer.

We sat in the dirt in the shade of the truck and looked at our watches. Three-thirty. Might as well go. Driving the truck with its load was going to be tricky. DR said, "Theo, you're doing well behind the wheel. Keep driving." Under the circumstances, a fifty year old saying that to an eighteen year old was a nice compliment.

I was happy we were in flat country. I was imagining bad outcomes with the loader pushing us down a steep grade. The truck made its way in and out of holes without much trouble. But dead slow progress was tiring. The highway asphalt was welcome and we got up to twenty-five. The miles go real slow at that speed, but we needed to use up time anyway. 

With five straight miles left before the ranch, it was fully dark. I kept the speed at thirty and waved people by as soon as I could. The fewer people who might remember a dump truck on north-south highway on Monday evening, the better.

Everybody was relieved to see our dark boulder fall out of the loader bucket into some hay behind the barn. It could be covered quickly, if necessary.

DR and I looked at our tired and dirty bodies and decided the equipment could be returned in the morning. I asked Clemmie, "Ok to stay here tonight?" She nodded and I asked her to make a phone call to tell folks where we were and that this was confidential information not to be disclosed to anyone.

We gave her the shower first. I tossed a terrycloth robe at her and said to throw out the dirty clothes so they could go in the washer.

Everything came flying out and the two men stripped down so one load would do it. Water was short in the desert.

I knocked on the door and said, "Hey, beautiful, we only get to take navy showers out here. Wet down, turn off, soap up, you get the drift..." 

"Aye, aye, Admiral," floated back. DR said, "She's pretty sharp and tough."

I said, "Yes, I have to find her a boyfriend. She's going to be in my bed tonight for sure."

He laughed, "I can think of a lot worse problems than that!"

Clemmie came out drying her hair. "I didn't get this real clean, but it will have to do." She smiled at us, "Are we dressing for dinner?" DR's robe almost touched the floor, but she looked adorable. We mumbled something about the refrigerator. She opened it and tossed out beers and poked around, then cased the cupboards.

"What about corned beef hash with egg over and some salad?"

We were told to sit at the table and stay out of the way. This was a new side of Clemmie to me. DR told her where things were, and I found silverware for the table.

In fifteen minutes, we were forking it in. She was next to me on the bench. I got an elbow and a "Well?"

I put my arm around her and said, "Clementine, you are a woman of many talents. DR and I are in your debt."

"Good. I am storing up many chits." She kissed me with a sinister chuckle.

DR and I kicked around the game plan. He said, "You need to give me a few days. I'll stay in touch. Keep your mother calmed down. What about those rocks I gave you?"

Clemmie was looking curious and I asked her to see if she could get Clara on her mobile.

She could and I grabbed the phone. "Clara, this is not a secure connection, but I was wondering if you had any news about those rocks?"

Her response was careful. "He said he needed to analyze them further, but we were likely to be pleasantly surprised."

"Thanks for the report. We will be back first thing. Clemmie just fed us a fantastic meal."

She said, "Theo, don't underestimate your women friends." Clemmie grabbed the phone and chattered woman talk for a minute and hung up. I got another elbow. "Don't underestimate." She was grinning at me and DR was laughing.

The men cleaned up while Clemmie dealt with the clothes and the dryer. She poked around in the back and asked DR if she and I could sleep on the big sofa out on the porch. He nodded and said, "You sure you want that young kid warming your backside? I might give you a better offer."

She went over and gave him a hard kiss on his lips, letting the robe gap open around her boobs. "Susan tells me you are a terrible womanizer and I need to be careful."

He frowned, "Damn sisters will give you away every time."

The sofa was cozy but it required occupants to be close friends. She wiggled her butt into me, knowing the result and laughing. "No sex tonight? Unless, of course, we happen to wake up in the middle of the night?"

"No, absolutely not. This is DR's office and you know the office rules."

"But I already quit this morning, so the rules are off."

There was a long kiss after that, with her hand pressing mine to her chest.

"I didn't accept your resignation. You now have a new job description as Personal Assistant and Chief Hostler to the President."

"What's a hostler?"

I needed another of those kisses. This time, she was pressing my hand between her legs. DR had killed the lights inside and we were lying on the porch looking at a forest of stars.

"A hostler is the person who does all the preliminary work so the engineer can drive."

"Hmmm. So I get to go on more truck trips? Can I learn how to drive that loader?"

My hands were roaming around and she was making approving noises.

"DR will be unhappy if you have noisy sex with me. His current woman is on a trip."

"Maybe I can practice silent sex with you. No promises."

My tongue explored hers. "That's what I am afraid of."

She quickly got us coupled and moaned into my mouth. Something about the tenseness of the day, the beauty of the starry desert night, and the firm squirmy body in my hands got me all fired up. She didn't stay at my side long. I drove a good missionary thrust down into a grasping cunt and sank us halfway to the floor. She giggled and tried to hump herself out of the hole. That didn't work and the damn sofa was making a lot of noise even though we weren't. I flipped us over and pulled her down.

"DR's probably fucked a lot of women on this sofa. I don't really care if he hears us."

"Fuck me Theo, do me really good."

We weren't in a hurry and it took a few minutes, but finally Clemmie gave out a long musical wail as she came on me and I shot up into her.

In a minute, DR was at the door in his shorts. "Hot damn, that was good sex. You two should charge admission!"

Clemmie sat up there in the dark, incredibly provocative, with her boobs glowing in the dimness. "DR, Theo and I have some issues, but I think we just worked them out. I hope you don't mind us doing it on your back porch."

"Honey, you entertain an old man like that, and you can have the back porch any time you want."

"Theo says I am now the hostler for your hauling project."

That got her a good thrust from me. She squeezed and said, "Behave yourself, engineer."

The dark before dawn was special at DR's. We both sensed the other was awake and cuddled tightly. "Are you really letting me be your PA?"

I kissed the back of her neck. "What did I tell you in front of the group at Keeler last week?"

"You said I was special and was promoted to PA."

"You don't believe I mean what I say?"

She turned into me and kissed wetly. Tears fell on my face. "Damn it, Theo, why do all your women end up crying happy tears?"

I rubbed her breast and licked the tip of it. 

"If you give me more sex in places like this, I can behave in the office." She was rising and giggling.

She used the bathroom and went to do the coffee. DR was in his robe, motioning me to be next.

We sat on the front porch, feeling the first rays of the morning sun. She was between us, decked out in the clean version of her grubbies. There was a new confidence. Hanging out with two guys and working on their secret project. Excited about million dollar boulders. Hoping to get to run that complicated loader.

DR said to me, "Theo, aren't hostlers supposed to get the equipment ready to move?"

"That's right, DR." My hand was on her thigh on top of the denim pants.

"Well, why is that loader still sitting on the ground?"

"Beats me, the hostler must still be in bed. Missed the early call."

She was on her feet shouting at us. "Come on! Show me what to do!"

DR got her up next to him, arm around that firm waist, and let her prime it and turn the key. She jumped when it roared to life and looked down at me from the high seat, eyes wide. DR told her to pay attention and had her try each lever to see what it did. The bucket went up and down, it tilted forward and back. He put the shift lever in reverse and gave it some throttle. With a roar, the loader began backing. He showed her the turning levers and had her move it forward with a left turn. In ten minutes she was moving all on her own, a wide grin on her face. He asked her to take a small scoop of dirt and dump it on the boulder. She glanced at me, scared to go near the precious stone with the machine. Slowly but correctly, she did it. DR kissed her in congratulation and she turned to me, punching the air. "I did it!"

DR got down and suddenly she looked lonely and scared. I gestured with my hands to turn it around and take it up to the trailer ramp. As the machine did what she told it to, her hands got more confident. The first attempt at a turn was too tight and I motioned to take it out further in the yard and come around. As the loader approached the ramp, I asked DR, "Should we let her take it up?"

"She's probably scared shitless, but has a good hand with it. Let's give her a shot."

I climbed up and said, "Nice work. DR says you are a natural. He wants you to take it up the ramp."

"Oh Theo! I only just learned a few minutes ago!"

I got down and smiled at her. DR smiled. She wailed and clenched her teeth as some throttle sent the machine slowly up the ramp. Her positioning was good, and neither turn lever was needed. DR stood at the front of the trailer and gave her inches to go with his hands.

He waved her off and signaled for shutdown. She sagged in the seat as DR and I put the traveling chains on. 

I suggested to DR that we could bring his car back on the weekend and he tossed his keys to me. "Done. I can use the old pickup if I have to." 

With water and snacks, Clemmie and I were gone before seven. She giggled and said, "Theo, you have a girl with no underpants next to you. Does everyone pee in their pants the first time they drive that monster?" I laughed a lot. Clemmie just wiggled deliciously, knowing she was turning me on. 

As we neared the rental yard, I said, "Call Clara and ask her to meet us at your house at eleven. Say we need to talk about gold progress and plans. Call the twins and tell them to bring some lunch for five or six and come at noon."

"Yes sir!" said my new PA. I rubbed her neck and touseled her blond hair as we drove in. The rental agent looked things over and signed us off. I told Clemmie to ask the twins if they could rescue DR's car and bring it to lunch, and then followed her to her house. Clara's car was already in front.

I stopped her on the front walk. "Do you feel like some acting practice?" She looked at me with suspicion. "It will be fun, I promise." 

"You are being devious again," she said, moving into my arms. I whispered into her ear, "I want you to pretend we are having a fight over something from yesterday. I'm going to pick you up and you are going to start kicking and squirming and trying to get away. I want your very worst language used on me, and some of that self-defense stuff. When we get to your bedroom, we are going to rip our clothes off, still fighting, and right in front of Clara, we are going to fuck. She is going to come to your aid and we are going to do her too. Is that enough excitement?"

She started fighting right there on the sidewalk. "Theo! You are such a fucking bastard!" I had her over my shoulder heading for the door before the neighbors noticed what must look like a rape in progress. Her legs were flailing and oaths spewing. I hurried past an astonished Clara and down the hall. She was screaming, "Why did I let you make me go on that stupid trip. Scared the shit out of me and then fucked me in front of DR! God, don't you have any decency at all?!" The buttons on her work shirt popped nicely, and the canvas trousers were a tangle around her ankles. I swatted her beautiful white ass. "You good for nothing twerp! What did you think working for me was going to be like!" She yanked down my own pants and we were on each other, raining blows. My cock was ready for duty, hard as steel. She elbowed my ribs and yelled, "I suppose I have to go down for you like all those other babes? Well, I'm not. Goddam it, I'm not. If you can't treat me decent, you get nothing!"

A perfect line. Just as she finished, I jammed my body between her legs and my cock into her very wet sex. She writhed on the end of it, screaming, "No, you bastard, no! Don't you know the meaning of no?!"

Clara was so busy getting naked and jumping me, she didn't notice that Clemmie was now giggling and humping me like crazy. 

I was getting serious rough treatment from above, and serious hot sex from below. Clara finally noticed and said, "What the fuck is going on?"

Clemmie wailed, "Finish me, please finish me."

One of my PA's best skills is a long, warbling musical wail as she comes. Clara was down at our side, giving both of us hard looks. "I said, 'What the fuck is going on?' "

I knew she would be wet, and she was. Clemmie wasn't even done shaking when my extra hard rod filled that muscular cunt. Her eyes were wide open and she said, "This was a trick! A nasty dirty trick. I thought something had really gone wrong with you two."

Clemmie said, "Shut up and fuck. You're not my queer lover anymore. He told me you had a big, big orgasm on his cock the other night." Clemmie leaned down and went to work on Clara's big tits with her lips and teeth. I stepped up my hard pounding of her cunt. She closed her eyes, moaned loudly and came. A top to bottom shuddering orgasm.

"Is someone going to tell me what that was all about?"

"He and I had issues yesterday morning. He fired me and then he unfired me and I helped with the boulder business. We had the best sex ever on DR's back porch last night under the stars. DR said it was so good we should charge admission. Then just now, he asked if I would do some acting, and you saw the result. I think the twins told him you and I were lovers and he wanted to see whether we liked cock or not."

She smiled and kissed Clara on the lips. Clara looked pissed, but started giggling. "Theo, you are such a bad boy! What are we going to do with you? Every time you get one of these off the wall ideas, we end up screaming our fool heads off on the end of your cock!"

"Yeah, on the end of your cock."

The front door opened and in a few seconds, two heads with sacks in their arms were in the doorway.

"I'll be damned. That is supposed to be an important conference? Theo, aren't you getting enough that you have to have it before noon?"

Clemmie and Clara went to the shower and I went into the kitchen with the twins. They pressed their heads to mine and whispered, "You were doing more cock training, weren't you? As if you needed stud practice!"




The Dark Lady Ch. 05



"They both came. Came big. When do I get to practice on you two?"

I had my hands down the top of their work dresses. "This is a casual clothes conference. I'll work on lunch and you go change. I want you to attack both of them with lotion in the right places."

They beat on me but raced off to do that.

I was sitting out back with lemonade and an egg salad sandwich when four flushed, delectable bodies came out and took places on the loungers. They were topless and had on tiny bikini bottoms. 

"You have to bring us lunch. And put sunscreen on us. And apologize for being such an obnoxious alpha male."

I did all of the above, and took a lounger for myself in just my briefs. I closed my eyes. "Clara, give us the real diamond report."

"God, Theo, he was so excited but trying not to show it. He kept asking questions to see if I knew anything about rough diamonds. I finally said, 'Maybe you could give me a straight answer about the value of these. They aren't fakes, are they?' "

"He polished one face of one of them and spent some time shining light at it and through it. It sure looked good to me. Then he said that if they all checked out as good as that one, they were first grade white diamonds that would turn into beautiful polished stones in the range of one to three carats and the total value would be more than fifty thousand. But he said we should get a second appraisal.

"I tried to keep a straight face and asked if he would be interested in cutting and polishing them. He said he would very much like to do that, and asked if he would be able to sell any of them in his store. I told him we would be back."

The others were looking at me. "Where did those come from?"

"That's a state secret. If I tell you, I have to kill you."

"Theo, there are four of us. We will tie you to the arbor and slowly, very slowly, cut off your most important part. Now tell us the whole story."

I didn't like the imagery of that at all, and said, "I was uncovering one side of the boulder and DR was messing around on the other side, talking to himself. He told me to reach my hand around and he put them into it. Said to have a diamond guy look at them."

Clara said, "Holy shit, we've not only got gold for the gallery, now we've got diamonds!"

Clemmie draped herself over me and asked, in a sultry voice, "Theo, what does a girl have to do to get a Parsons diamond?"

"Yeah, what does a girl have to do..." chorused other voices.

Laura said, loudly, "Damn it, you are supposed to be able to trade sex for diamonds. He's been getting all the sex he needs without producing diamonds. What leverage do we have?"

I said, "We have no idea how many diamonds there are until DR gets further into his prospecting. Do not, repeat do not, count your diamonds yet. What if there are no more diamonds and you were counting on trading sex for them?"

I went around, feeling up the hot, oily luscious bodies and getting kisses full of tongue. "Do we know where Kim is?"

Sarah said, "She and Marty are in Phoenix for the day as guests of the history museum director."

"And the teachers are still teaching? Must be getting close to the end. Let's invite them over after school. Are you throwing a party at this house?"

"Theo, what about work?"

"I have to think deep thoughts about all this gold and diamond business and it helps me think to be surrounded by beautiful and aggressive women who threaten me with violence."

Laura said, "Clemmie, what did you do to him out there in the desert? He's totally out of it."

"All I know is he fixed my problem and gave me another new job. I'm his hostler."

"His hustler?" That produced giggles.

"His hostler. That means I get the equipment ready."

"His equipment? You've got to be kidding."

She lay on me. "Theo, tell them that your own equipment doesn't need me to get ready!"

Everyone was gathered around us, laughing like crazy. I pushed her into their hands. "She's the one who is losing it."

That got me a swift hard kick to the kidneys. Damn, this woman was tougher than she looked. I grabbed the leg and pulled her to me. "She is now an apprentice heavy machine operator. You need a few tons of gravel moved, call Clemmie."

We went inside to clean up and talked about how to keep the gold and diamond story from getting loose before we were ready and the site was protected.

I had a few ideas and asked Laura to see if the teachers could join us as soon as they were free. Also to tell Kim, Marty and Erica where we were. 

We made a mess on the floor with pillows and blanket throws. The twins passed around mimosas with just a little tequila in them, they said. I was wrestling with Clemmie and telling her I didn't think she was going to last as my PA because I had more important things for her to do. I got an armlock on Clara, who was still in reaction from fucking me before lunch. She whispered in my ear. "Do that again, and I won't have a lesbian bone left in me." I gave her a wet kiss that others noticed. The twins jumped me as I worried that they were bothered by only doing the logistics for the crazy people. They beat on me and I pulled their hair and pinched their nipples. I said to the group. "These two do not get enough credit for the incredible job they do providing instant food and parties and orgies!" A pile resulted which almost smothered them with kisses and licking. We were still at it when the teachers walked in together with Erica.

"Will you look at this mess. What the hell is going on?"

Clara said, "You won't believe what he has done now. Change and get in here with us."

They came back with clothes in hand, still drying the bodies with towels and getting a lot of whistles. "Trying to get hit on, aren't you?"

I handed out chaste kisses and fixed their drinks myself.

It took about fifteen minutes to recapitulate the boulder and diamond stories again. At the end, they were lying in laps, mumbling about how could finding gold turn into finding diamonds. 

I tried to be businesslike, but it was hard surrounded by so much alluring female flesh. I told myself it was time to emphasize fine minds, not fine bodies.

"I am not kidding around when I tell you that the Parsons team needs all the talent and energy it can muster to stay on top of these discoveries and our plan to turn them into gallery programs. Let's kick around a few things that we can propose to Kim when she gets back."

"Assume for the moment that there are valuable quantities of gold and diamonds at the mine site. To exploit the discoveries successfully means moving ahead fast on several fronts. I think we have captured DR's imagination, and if there is paydirt out there, he seems to be the right person to take charge of the field work, assisted by Clemmie. Selma and I are going to Nogales to see Eduardo in a week or so, and I'm going to ask his advice in finding some reliable and qualified Hispanic laborers to protect the site and do the material processing that DR will need. I have a feeling Selma and Marty are going to be giving some intensive Spanish lessons.

"Clara is used to the gallery audiences and the exhibits, but these two new dimensions are going to need a lot more professional help in developing written and visual materials, web development and on and on. If it is ok with them, Karen and Susan can team up with Clara and maybe some outside help to get one jump ahead on all that. Obviously, we are going to need Kim and Marty to run interference with the long time clients, who are not going to want to be the last to hear about this. The press will also be all over us.

"With new bodies and new jobs and new regulations about mining and things we don't know anything about, Erica is going to have her hands full. She should decide how much help she needs, but maybe in the short term, the twins can carve out time to help her with whatever needs doing."

I stopped and looked around the room. Lots of serious faces. Everyone there had been given a big new assignment and looked it. 

"That leaves finance and administration on my plate for now. We're getting ready to recruit a CFO and that's not easy because that person will need to join this executive group and we are pretty close. If you have ideas about that, talk to Erica."

"Two last things. One is that each of you is very good at what you do. That is the spirit in which we want to move on the gold and diamonds. If it isn't first rate, we aren't interested.

"The second is that work isn't our whole life. I know I am crazy Theo to you, but I want to keep it that way. If we can't have fun along with the work, we aren't interested in that either."

A long silence and then some side conversations sprang up. In a minute, Karen stood up, looking incredible in sports bra and running shorts. "Theo, I can't speak for any of the others, but you have launched us in a direction I never remotely thought my life would go. All of a sudden, this old school teacher is messing around with gold and diamonds and a big art gallery and a lot of time pressure for results. I like the challenge, I'm scared to death, and I'm damned glad you are out in front leading us." 

The blew the top off all the tension in the room and a great sigh of agreement went up. 

Someone was pushing me over a big pillow and working on my tense back muscles. A soft voice at my ear said, "Crazy Theo, eh. Sounds cute, doesn't it. The next time you come after us, we all start shouting 'Crazy Theo,' and run for the hills." 

Crazy Theo went around the room, gaining volume and then all eight voices were shouting it.

There had to be a run after that serious talk and we headed out in a motley collection of clothing and shoes. Clemmie was next to me. "If you make me DR's assistant, he's going to be after my body." I looked over and her eyes were challenging me. I said, "I'm not giving you up without a fight."

She butted into me. "You didn't have to say that. There's all these other women around you. You told me I was special, I guess you actually mean it." Her eyes were wide and soft. I reached out for her hand and we ran together. "You see, where I grew up, guys who said things like that never meant it."

I slowed down with her and let the others get ahead so I could give her a kiss of reassurance. "Damn Clemmie, you've sure got your hooks into my emotions. We better run." I got a quick elbow as we caught up. "I'm gonna hold you to that promise, buster."

When we got back to the house, the twins announced that the party had gotten too big for their place and we were moving to Keeler. We had pretty much trashed the place, but they said to leave it and we straggled off to different cars. Erica body blocked me and said I was taking her in my car. After we got in, she yanked my hair viciously and said, "What gives you the right to have so much trust and confidence in an old therapist that she can run a big time HR operation?"

Instead of heading to Keeler, I drove to her house. "Let's go in for a minute."

She knew what I had in mind and was dropping clothes as soon as we got in the door. We were on her bed and I was buried in her before we said anything. She wanted me and I wanted her. We were loving the wild sex. "So you are fucking me into submission? Not giving me a chance to argue?"

I cut her off with a kiss and rolled us around. She was an experienced lover and gave me back as much as she got. We grunted our climaxes and fell back.

"I needed that, didn't I?"

"I thought you were in charge of analysis?"

"Fuck you, Theo. I'm just as much under your spell as these others. I don't know what's happened with us. Six months ago, you were Kim's teenager and mostly a problem in her analysis, through no fault of your own."

"Now look at us. I get all wound up being around you, and pounding from your big cock gives me orgasms like I've never imagined."

I pulled us to our feet and dodged into her shower. Very quickly we were back in the car headed to dinner. "You're ok with being big time HR?"

"Yes, but it wouldn't matter if I wasn't. Every woman in there this afternoon is walking around knowing the others are depending on her to pick up the ball and run with it. And you let us know that anything less than our best performance isn't acceptable."

She twined my fingers with hers. "I've haven't been talked to like that since high school soccer."

"In your professional opinion, am I in trouble or not?"

"Buddy, you are in lots of trouble, but it isn't because your women don't love you and want to work for you."

She punched my arm and I kissed her hand.

By the time we got to Keeler, Kim and Marty had arrived. The excitement in the air was tangible. They were teasing mom, not telling her what was going on. I dodged into the kitchen, trying to prolong the suspense. Marty came out of nowhere, sibilantly hissing Spanish in my ear, and then telling me in English that she knew I was causing trouble and she would deal with me. I pushed us into the pantry and twisted her arm, trying out some threatening Spanish. She laughed and put a hard knee in my crotch. I grabbed her tight ass and pulled her to me. "I just love fucking these Mexican women when they get out of line," I whispered to her. She tried to jerk away and I tightened my grip. Her breath was coming in short gasps as I leaned down and took her clothed breast in my mouth. Suddenly Kim was there, pulling my hair and kissing me. "You can have us, but not standing up in the kitchen! Understand?"

I let go and they leaned against me. I stuck my tongue against Marty's lips, working back and forth.

"Oh Kim, he is soooo bad."

"Yes, he is. What have you been up to, miserable offspring? These women are jumping around they are so excited."

"Clara hasn't told you about the diamonds?"

"Oh Theo, you can't be serious!"

I walked us into the front room and said, "I don't understand, but Kim thinks something is going on behind her back. Does anyone know about that?"

I nodded at Clara and she smiled. "I think Kim and Marty better sit on the sofa. Someone bring them a glass of wine."

She drew the silence out and said, "Theo gave me some little crystal rocks from DR, and asked that I take them to a gemologist in town while he and Clemmie and DR were moving the boulder. The guy in the store and I were trying to fake each other out, but he polished the side of one of the stones and finally told me they were first grade diamonds and worth more than fifty thousand dollars."

Kim sagged against the sofa. "Theo, I can't believe it. My little poker winnings? Diamonds too?"

Erica went over and mussed her hair. "He's already figured out what we have to do. Everyone in the room has a new assignment to help with the gold and diamond project."

Karen said, "He's taking the graduation exam tomorrow, so he can get free of school."

Selma said, "He's taking me to see Eduardo to get help finding laborers we can trust."

Clemmie said, "He's sending me to be DR's assistant and keep him in line. I may need help." She giggled and Susan laughed.

Susan said, "He's co-opted the art and music program to help with written and visual materials for the gallery." 

Clara said, "He wants you and Marty to handle the major clients and the media."

The twins said, "Dinner is ready. He wants us to keep all of you well fed and happy!"

Everyone wanted to eat on the floor again. It looked silly but felt good. Laura took my empty plate and said she would bring coffee. I had an arm around Selma, who whispered, "I need my Eduardo. Thank you for taking me to him. When can we go? I need to call."

Before I could answer, Kim was pushing me down and sitting on my chest. "I go on a field trip for one day and all this happens!"

I ran my hand up under her dress and rubbed her thigh. I wondered what I would find if I went higher. She was shivering.

"Mom, isn't there a saying, 'Diamonds are a girl's best friend?' "

She swatted at me under her skirt. "Selma, look at that impudent hand. What am I to do?"

To me, she said, "What about the diamonds? Where did they come from?"

"DR found them in the boulder. Doesn't understand the geology yet. Might not be any more. My plans could go bust tomorrow, but I figured we better get ready in case there are more." My middle finger was in the crease of her briefs, which were wet. 

She leaned down and kissed me and whispered, "Stop pestering me, I'm right on the edge."

Her eyes held a lot of promise, so I took my hand away. 

She looked around the room. "Well, he's done it again, hasn't he. If he isn't giving us great sex, he is drafting us into wild schemes. Wild, moneymaking schemes."

Her words echoed around the room, "Moneymaking schemes."

I stood with her. "Let's not forget who put Parsons Gallery on the map and got us all here." I started clapping and everyone took it up. Mom hugged me and the others gathered in a giant hugging circle.

I was in the kitchen with the twins. "Can I come home with you tonight?"

Their eyes widened. "God yes, Theo, but the place is a mess."

Clemmie rubbed against my backside and said, "You go with them, Theo. I'm going home with Clara and we are having some fun." 

The twins sucked in their breath and looked at me. I brought Clemmie around to the front and gave her a wet kiss as I bothered her boobs. "So, you like my cock, but you won't give up girl sex? I may have to put you over my knee. Or use the flogger. Talk to these two about that."

Laura and Sarah colored and choked out, "Clemmie, he might do it!" 

I got another one of those hard punches that hurt. "Ha! I'll take him on anytime. He just nailed me at noon today and he is weak from what I did to him."

She was gone and the twins were all over me. "Theo! Are you letting your women get violent?"

I wandered off to find Kim. She was changing out of her travel clothes. The fortyish body looked great. I got her best 'come hither' look. She didn't want a hug. "I'm sweaty and sticky. Are you staying here tonight?"

"I need to go with the twins and help clean up their place and give them some loving."

Her eyes were hard. "Fucking the help? You can't stay away from that young stuff, can you?"

I tried to look apologetic. "You know it isn't like that. They work so hard, and don't get a lot of appreciation."

I got a hug anyway and a whispered, "Go to them. You can do your useless mom later."

I pinched her ass. "Useless, is it? I'll beat you for talking like that."

Her hand was on my trousers, squeezing. "I adore you, Theo. You have all the right instincts about women. I don't know how you got that way, but you do something special for all of us."

The kiss was very tender, somewhere between lover and mother, which is a secret, forbidden place that she and I occupied with delight.

The twins' house really was trashed. The mess triggered a general cleaning. They took their clothes off and said they always did major cleaning naked. Would I please take my clothes off too?

I was actually on my knees scrubbing the kitchen floor when there was a giant crash and two black bodies burst into the front room. The twins screamed, "Theo! Robbers!"

My clothes were far away. I lurched to my feet and headed to the doorway. They had black masks on and full length black raincoats. But the sneakers gave them away. The ex-lesbians were here, looking for excitement. I ducked back into the kitchen and found the ball of twine. The two raincoats did not expect football tackles and sprawled on the floor with my hands around their knees. There was no clothing under the raincoats. A commando attack! The twins were still up against the opposite wall, clutching each other. In a flash, I had the raincoats off and the hands twisted behind and tied. Then the ankles.

I stood and looked at the fine bodies writhing on the floor. The twins came over and smiled silently at me. The robbers had made a mistake with their black woolen hats, which I had pulled down over their eyes. They struggled against the knots but said nothing. I said loudly to the room. "Get the flogger. No one robs this house."




The Dark Lady Ch. 05



One body at a time was raised and carried to the bedroom wall where the wrists went neatly over a high clothes hook. I mouthed to the twins for lotion, and gestured for them to apply it liberally to the backsides. These hands knew these bodies and massaged it in deeply. Moans of pleasure were cut off when I dragged the flogger across the muscular, quivering behinds. I waved the twins into the other room. I whispered in their ears. "We are going to have some fun. Go back with the lotion and your fingers and start heating them up. Then whisper in their ears that I am going to beat them but it won't be too bad. Tell them I beat you and you were better in a week!"

The slippery fingers went back to work and the bodies twisted and turned. The moans increased and again the flogger caressed their cheeks. Laura whispered in Clemmie's ear about the flogging and Sarah did the same to Clara.

The silence finally broke, "Theo! No, you can't! We just wanted some fun..."

Two quick swats, one on each ass. They screamed together. I motioned the twins to resume the sensual lotion treatment. Fingers were now exploring cunts and even tight little anal holes. The bodies were getting frantic. I motioned them back and delivered two more swats, not very hard, but sounding loud and harsh in the small room. 

"Aaieeee!" The cries were loud. In my most sinister voice, I said, "Bring the plugs and the dildos. The games will begin."

"Theo! God, this isn't funny. Stop! Please stop!"

Now it was my fingers working in their tender rear holes. With a lot of grease. My voice was low and ugly. "Thought you were going to rip off this house, did you? Beat up my girlfriends? Well, we have all night and you have some things to learn."

I stood back and flailed the air viciously with the flogger. Then gently dragged it across their taut flesh, flinching under my touch. The bodies were taken down and tossed in a heap on an unmade bed with some towels to protect it from their greasy bodies. I sat on the edge and gently rubbed them. 

"Sarah and Laura, you will sit in judgment on these foolish women, who dared to attack their master."

The naked girls perched on my knees, kissing me and humming. Fingers trailed across the delectable backsides that still worked against their restraints.

"If I remove these bonds, you will lie there quietly awaiting your sentence?"

Two small voices answered, "Yes."

The twins smiled and undid the twine. There were red marks beneath. I leaned down and applied kisses.

"Theo, you are being cruel."

"What say you, judges?"

Sarah and Laura spread themselves out on top of the hostages, wiggling sexily. The woolen caps were removed and went on the floor. I kissed their ears and tugged on their hair, turning lips upward for gentle kisses.

The twins sat up and patted the pink derrieres in front of them. "We sentence these criminals to prepare and serve one good meal at Keeler. Also, they are required to shower, help make these beds, and spend the night with us."

The convicts got to turn over and try to decide whether to laugh or beat on us.

"Theo, we knew how you took after these two with the flogger in the desert. You scared the hell out of us!"

"Let's see now. You dress up for housebreaking and barge in here. If you hadn't kept your regular sneakers on, I would have thought you were the real thing. Like most crooks, you made a mistake and got caught. Justice has been served."

Sarah and Laura were working on an orgy with the convicts. Pussies were rubbing, tits were touching. They echoed, "Justice has been served."

Clemmie said, "Theo, you fucked us already today. Right here in this bed. After you do the twins, can Clara and I get some more?"

I was entranced by the rise and fall of Laura's ass on Clemmie's pelvis. They were into it, and I was hard. Laura sighed when my cock eased into her wet sex. "Theo, you are such a fine lover, keep doing that." What actually happened was Clemmie didn't get my cock again, but she got a fine climax from my pounding on Laura who pounded on her clit and all three of us came with a cry.

Knowing my duties were not done, I moved quickly to spear Sarah who was waiting patiently and whispered, "Theo, it's nice to be last. Do you have something left for me?"

Clara was twisting under her and I reached to pinch the nipple pointing at me. "Clara, you are such a fine slut. I get hard every time I see you. Is it true you really do want my cock now? No more acting?"

"Theo, you are a complete bastard. You have turned me against my poor girlfriends. I have been drummed out of the sorority. They've heard me screaming on your big cock and can't stand it."

Just at that moment, Sarah squeezed and screamed and had a giant climax that sent Clara and me over the top along with her. I fell off, in the middle, face down and catching my breath.

"Damn, that was nice." Someone threw a blanket over the bodies and we slept.

(cont'd in Ch. 6 - Lunch at the Faculty Club)



The Dark Lady Ch. 06



After my wild night with the four women, there were sudden voices to go with the morning sun.

"Wake up, lazy ones. This place smells like a bordello. And look, Selma, there is used twine on the floor. My god, he is into bondage with them."

The two morning runners were hot and sweaty, but we pulled them to the bed and stripped off the running outfits despite their complaints. In moments, many lips and teeth and fingers were worrying their body parts, generating squeeks and cries and squeals. I was nice and hard and into them in a flash. 

"Theo, stop that. I'm all messy. Oh god, you feel nice in there. Keep that up. Oh shit." She came in a tumbling litany of little screams. I moved to the other one, who pulled me into her in one big move. "You like sweaty sex, eh? You want some mama sex in the morning? I'm going to squeeze that big thing right off." She laughed and twisted and humped and I pounded her hard into a quick, loud orgasm.

There was a line for the shower, so some of us stood in the kitchen, sipping our coffee in dripping happiness. Clara and Clemmie leaned in and asked, "Everyone doesn't have to know about last night, do they?" I whispered back, "I'll behave, as long as you don't stop playing tricks." My hand fondled their tight behinds. Sarah was suddenly pressing on us, "Theo, stop playing up to these two chicks. They are full of mischief." She reached and tweaked me. "Eww, you're all slimy." That got a laugh and they sent me to the shower.

I went to my room at Keeler, to study for the exam, which was at one o'clock. Kim came in on her way to work and began cuffing me for abandoning her for a bunch of young hellions. But she stopped when she noticed what I was doing. "Oh Theo, today is the day!" She hugged me tight and said, "I'm willing you to do well. Take my mother's love with you."

I stood and pressed her against the wall. We had always fit together well. Lust flared, but I quenched the fires with a soft caress. "You will always be my guide. I will bring home a good score for you." The kiss was tender. I turned back to the desk. "I love you, Theo." She was gone.

Karen had one of her classroom aides proctor the test. Her name was Zoe, and she put the make on me, leaning close with the papers, and grazing my fingers.

"Zoe, you mustn't distract me from this test. Karen says she will beat me if I don't get a perfect score."

"Oh Theo, I'm sorry. I was just getting a little carried away. You know, there are a lot of stories around about how smart you are, and how many girls are in your bed."

She kissed my cheek and said in her best sultry voice, "If you need some company, I just broke up with my boyfriend."

"Zoe, if I was easily distracted, you would be up against that wall over there minus your underpants. But, right now, I'm taking this test. Give me the papers."

She almost swooned, but collected herself and we got started almost on time. It was two hundred questions, three written responses, and one hour.

I finished in half that and sat looking over my answers, thinking about what a low level of knowledge was required to go out into the world from high school these days.

I put the papers in the envelope, signed it, and placed it in front of Zoe, who looked at her watch questioningly. I walked over to the door and locked it.

I sat in the teacher's chair she had been in, holding her between my knees as I followed the previous threat and removed her briefs, which were lacy and nice. My fingers arrived at her pussy just as a gush of fluid drenched them.

"Oh god, Theo, I'm cuming already." I slipped my shorts to my knees and pulled her up tight against a very hard cock.

"Zoe, were you teasing, or do you want this? Are you safe?" 

She didn't say anything, but was bouncing herself on me in seconds.

"Oh shit, I'm never going to forget this. Fucking the smartest kid in school through his graduation exam!"

"Zoe, if I did well, its all your fault."

She was tight and wanted more. I decided the wall was where we belonged and gave it to her hard. She screamed loud enough to be heard in the hall and collapsed in my arms.

"OMG, OMG. Oh. My. Fucking. God."

I got some tissue from a desk drawer and mopped up. Even helped slip the lacy briefs up the slender legs. "Take the envelope to Karen and tell her I will catch up at dinnertime at Keeler."

"And Zoe..."

"Yes?"

"Try not to look too freshly fucked!"

She punched me and sailed out, walking on air.

I zoomed off to the office to see Clemmie and catch up with DR.

She saw me coming and dodged into my office. Hiding behind the door, she got me with a karate chop and a quick kick to the back of my knees that dropped me to the carpet. She sat on my chest and said. "Ok, I agree that you have ended my sexual desert. But you have to promise to keep wrestling with me. The others feel the same way. That was so bad of you last night. My ass is still tingling. You did that deliberately, didn't you? God, I haven't cum like that ever, and you weren't even in me."

She finally stopped babbling and smiled down at me.

I nibbled on her fingers and asked, "Is this our new conference position? Me underneath?"

We were smiling at each other when Laura walked in. "I'll be goddamned. Every time I come here, there is some new compromising position you two are in."

I gestured to join us and she flopped on me. Clemmie and I worked her head back and forth. My hand was under her skirt massaging the muscular thighs.

"Shit. This is too much." She lay there, relaxed and kissing parts of Clemmie and me.

"I invited Karen to dinner at Keeler tonight. She will have graded my exam by then. Do you suppose others would like to come?"

"Are you kidding? There's not a one of us would have had the guts to exam petition out of high school. We are dying to know what happened."

"Ok. Set it up. If I can get this bi-sexual demon off me, we need to talk to DR."

Clemmie's hand was up the skirt next to mine. She whispered in Laura's ear, "Don't forget that 'bi,' sweet one."

"Don't forget who got you off last night, sexpot."

They hugged with that look for each other that spelled more fun later.

I asked Clemmie, "We haven't heard from him?"

"No, and we need to firm up arrangements for Saturday. I don't think we can stay down there overnight with everything going on up here. Besides, he'll try a major hit on me."

"Are you going to let him, one of these times?"

"He must be a pretty good lover, with all those women who seem to be around. But I'm awfully stuck on you." She was in my lap, the forbidden position. The door was locked. Her tongue was invading my mouth. My hand was inside her blouse. "I thought we agreed there had to be rules in the office if we were going to get anything done?"

She put her head down on my shoulder. "I know. I'm bad and disobedient and must be punished. Do I get any credit for that beating last night?"

My fingers were rubbing her clit through her damp panties. "It's actually my fault. You have this strange effect on me. That tight little body of yours starts working on me, and all my good behavior disappears."

"Hmm. Rub me a little more and I'll come and we can work."

I did that and she bit my ear and moaned and shook. And picked up the phone to dial DR.

"DR, it's Clemmie. Theo is here and we were wondering if you have any news?"

"From the looks of you two the other night, I'll bet you are curled up in his lap."

I said, "That's right, DR, but during the week we have only a platonic business relationship."

"Platonic my ass, man. If she was mine, I wouldn't let her have any clothes on."

Clemmie mouthed at me, "I told you."

"Have you figured out anything more about the boulder?"

"I'm looking at thirteen more of those odd looking rocks. Maybe you need to get them checked. Still bringing my car back Saturday?

"Yes, if that's ok."

"Maybe you could do me a favor. My Evie is flying back from Minnesota at ten on Saturday morning. You fancy picking her up and bringing her?"

"Not a problem. If Clemmie gets her in your car, maybe Kim will come with me. She is dying to get the lowdown on that boulder from you."

"Theo, I've been looking through the literature in the online archives. There's some interesting stuff there that we need to talk about.

"Got it. We'll bring lunch for everyone."

Clemmie was hugging me to death. I said, "You were listening between the lines like I was?"

She jumped up and danced around the room. "I can't stand it. We better go find Kim."

"Remember, one boulder does not make a fortune. Ten or a hundred boulders and then you will have something to dance about. I have to go see Clara about plans, so let's fill Kim in at dinner."

Clara tried to stand up as I came in but I motioned her back down. "Hey, lover." My hands were in her hair.

"You are messing with my office attire. You also messed with me last night and I am still tingling."

"That's what Clemmie says. Whatever possessed the two of you to try that? It was inspired."

"We were at my place, missing you. Just a couple of weeks ago, we would have been naked under the sheets, doing each other. Now we miss you."

"But you came like a rocket with that pussy action from Sarah." 

She stood and pulled me into the back of the office for a long wet kiss. "I was imagining every thrust into Sarah was a thrust into me."

"I actually came to talk gold. Tell me where you are."

She had five pages of double spaced outline. It was good, very good. Ready to bring Karen and Susan in to start developing materials. "Great stuff. See you at dinner."

It was four and I tried Selma on her cell. She answered after several rings. "Hi, I was just going in my door when you called. What can I do for you?"

"I was thinking we need to firm up things with Eduardo. The twins tell me there is dinner at Keeler. What if we meet up there now for a glass of wine and maybe we can raise him on the phone at the end of his day."

"Yes. This isn't dress up is it?"

"Dress down. I want your truly slutty self."

"Theo, my husband is going to beat me black and blue for fooling with you."

"In Spanish."

"Yes, in very crude, loud Spanish that the help will hear. And my screams."

"You are turning me on. See you in a little while."

I decided to check the office once more before heading up the hill to Keeler. Clemmie was wrapping things up herself. I motioned her into the office and pushed her up against the closed door with a soft kiss that tried to tell her I was going to behave. 

She whispered, "You're trying to tell me you are reforming yourself around me. I'm not sure I want that. I like the Theo I can fight with, swear at, make out with, and have great rough sex with."

Her hips were pushing suggestively against me. Our tongues dueled with each other.

"Ok, I give in."

I put my head down on her shoulder and cried mock tears. "I'm sorry momma, I just can't seem to get along with that girl, but I do love her so." More tears.

"Shit Theo, you're funning me but I'm crying real tears."

I hugged her tight and said, "I have an idea. What if we just have a "Laugh and Cry" relationship? No one will know which roles we are in. Maybe we won't."

We looked at each other, laughing. She punched me and we went out arm in arm.

I was arriving early at Keeler when Karen and Susan and a third woman drove up. We went up in the elevator and I was introduced to Phyllis Taylor, who had a one year old and a large baby sack in her arms. Karen explained, "Back in the day, we got our Ed degrees together. But her husband's job took them to California, so we haven't seen much of each other. She's going to visit me with her little girl for a few weeks."

I got two wine glasses out and was pouring when Selma appeared at my side. She had an embroidered silk fashion tee shirt on with no bra, and very sexy looking capris with dance shoes. 

We kissed. "Slutty enough for you?"

"I don't deserve the time of day from a gorgeous woman like you. That is some outfit and it is not slutty. Has Eduardo seen it?" She shook her head. I gave her my darkest, lust filled look.

She licked my ear and whispered, "You are thinking I am not going to be in this long when he sees me?" She giggled and we went back to Kim's bedroom to see if we could reach Eduardo.

He was there and the air was filled with rapid Spanish, a lot of it soft from Selma's end.

She switched the phone to speaker and lay back, letting it rest on her impressive chest.

"Theo, how are you? Selma says many things are happening there, even things she cannot talk about on the telephone."

"Yes, Eduardo. I need your advice urgently about some opportunities here. Selma is released from school the end of this week. Should we come on the weekend?"

"Si, si. I need my woman. And I need to hear all these complicated things. What can a simple Mexican who knows electronics do for you?"

All three of us laughed. They finished in some Spanish. She rolled over on me and pulled my hair. "He expects us for dinner Saturday."

She went on, "We are going to hear about your exam tonight? I did not have a chance to talk to Karen at school."

"I hope so. I would rather not have to worry about it."

I got a gentle cuff. "You are bad, talking that way. All of your teachers have been proud to have you. You already know more than we do."

"Yes, but I didn't want to be the lonely nerd."

"So, look at you. All grown up. Executive clothes. Beautiful women warming your bed every night."

I grabbed her and tickled. "You were the one who turned me on to math. Real math, not the stuff in high school text books."

Her hands were around my head. "Theooo." She dragged it out, caressing me with her Spanish accent. "Up there in our secret hideaway was like being in graduate school with my brother! Back and forth, solving the problems, telling each other off, writing that paper."

Kim walked in and quietly closed the door behind her. "Sorry to interrupt, I just need to change. That sounded like you were saying goodbye to school days together."

"Yes, no more school for him, no more school for me. We will have good memories. You have a fine son, Kim. Maybe I can pretend to be his auntie."

Kim came over and hugged her. "His once in a while very naughty auntie?"

They laughed and kissed one another.

There was piano music coming down the hall and we walked back to the front. Karen had the baby while Susan and Phyllis sat at the big piano, working on four hand.

I gestured at the three and mouthed, "Wine?"

She nodded and I went to the kitchen to pour.

I gave the players their drinks and walked to Karen with hers. The baby was snuggled on her chest asleep. "You look like a fine mother. Do you need one of those?"

Her smile was thin. "My clock is ticking." The look suggested she needed to hurry.

"Did you, um, try with..."

"Everything, even the turkey baster. For a guy with a low sperm count, he sure chased a lot of skirts."

"Theo, Phyllis has a bunch of problems we would like to talk about. Any chance you can come home with us tonight?"

"I won't be in a very good mood if you have bad news for me"

"My lips are sealed until after dinner. We'll talk after that." She turned away but I saw a hint of a smile. The test was easy, but I might have screwed up on a few. Distracted by Zoe, of course.

I caught up with her. "Karen, did you deliberately send that nymph to proctor me?"

"Theo, I should box your ears! I could smell her from ten feet away. I asked her what happened, and she admitted that she hit on you, and you shooed her away. But she was standing there in my office and said, like she couldn't believe it, 'Karen! He finished the damn test in half an hour and came after me. Took my wet panties off and asked me if I wanted him. Oh god, I almost fainted. I came on him in seconds. But he walked us to the wall and did me standing up until I just screamed and creamed all over him!' "

Karen had collected an audience, including Phyllis, who gathered the baby in her arms.

Karen gave me a hard eye. "If you didn't pass that test today, I'm bringing you up on charges. Sex on school property. Sex with a staff member. I'll think of some more." She was grinning and the group was laughing.

"Hey, she hit on me. Said she broke up with her boyfriend. Acted like she was very needy. Flaunted a fine body at me. What's a poor guy to do?"

Voices said, "Theo! You are putting us on. 'What's a poor guy to do.' Humph."

The twins had the usual fine menu ready on the sideboard, and everyone got plates and loaded up.

I sat near Clemmie and Clara. They looked at me accusingly. "Honest. I didn't start it. She was all over me. I was stuck in there for an hour. She is a fine woman. Maybe you should get Karen to invite her to one of your hen parties. You never know."

Clara said, "Well, I'll be. Now he is procuring girls who go both ways."

That got us some looks and I felt myself coloring. Dinner was turning into a disaster for the male sex. 

Coffee was being served when Karen stood up. "I know you all want to know what news I have of Theo's graduation test results. You also know I have only two days left as principal of Theo's school. I could stand up here and do my principal thing. But I'm not. Theo, come and stand next to me."

Clemmie and Clara poked me. I climbed slowly to my feet and went to her. We stood side by side, with her arm around me. She tried to say something, but choked on it. I put my arm around her shoulder and she whispered, "Kiss me."

She straightened up and tried to go on. She was crying and others were wiping their eyes. "He's changed my life. I have a new career. He's the lover I never had before. He's the best student I've ever had, and one of the best athletes our school has seen." 

She paused, and finally said through tears, "He aced that test today. Best results I've ever seen. And in the same hour, he gave one young lady a loving she will never forget!"

Karen buried her head in my shoulder and shook some more. I caressed her blond head and held tight. The room was silent and then quiet clapping started and grew. Hot tears were on my face. Hands pulled us to the floor and many lips applied gentle kisses. It was just about the most emotional moment of my life.

I was fed ice cream. They literally took turns putting spoonfuls of ice cream in my mouth. Kim leaned over me and said, "You know how proud of you I am, but it needs saying, I'm very proud of my wonderful son." She had tears too.

Selma cried on me in Spanish. Clemmie poked me and said, "Laugh." I poked her back and said, "Cry." She had tears.

I grabbed Kim and stood against the piano. "This is pretty emotional for me. All along the line through my school years, I've been lucky enough to have help, sometimes when I didn't even know I needed it. Two of my teachers, Susan and Selma, are here and will be working with us full time soon. I have great relationships with each of you. Yes, that means in bed, but it also means the rest of the time too. Kim got all this started, and it looks like we will have a chance to build an even more exciting future with the discoveries at the mine. I'm not supposed to be giving a speech, so let me just say thank you for everything."

Kim waved for silence. "I can't add to that. He's terrific. We love him. Keep leading us, Theo!"

I crept up on Sarah and Laura in the kitchen and kissed the back of their necks. "Theo! You are so bad, getting 100% on that test."

"Yes, totally bad. Hey, I know it doesn't sound good, but that girl who jumped me today, Zoe, is really nice, and not just because she likes my cock. I'll bet the two of you have better things for her to do than be a classroom aide. And I swear not to touch her again. Talk to Erica about putting her on the recruiting list and have Karen get you a lunch date with her. If you don't have good vibes, forget it."




The Dark Lady Ch. 06



Karen said she would drive me back in the morning, so I rode with Phyllis and the baby, whose name was Betsy, in Karen's car.

Phyllis said, "Theo, you sure got to my roommate tonight. I've never seen her so emotional. And the rest of them. I haven't seen that much loving before either. Do you put something in their drinks?"

She was trying to be lighthearted, but the tension was obvious. Karen's friend had issues. Maybe lots of issues. Karen and I tried to keep the conversation going with talk about the new arts program, but it was flat. 

When we got to Karen's house, Phyllis went in the bedroom to change Betsy and get her ready for bed. Karen got beers for all of us and we sat in her living room. She pulled my head down in her lap and said, "After all that heavy stuff at dinner, I have to shift gears and talk about Phyllis. The very short version is she has serious issues with her marriage and her husband is being an ass. It took several days for her to open up to me about it and she is really nervous about another male helping. I think what happened tonight made a difference. She saw how a whole room full of women loves you and believes in you."

She leaned down and kissed me tenderly. "You've made me famous again. As far as I can find out, no one has ever passed that exam early with a perfect score. The School Board is going to be ecstatic."

She added, "As they wave goodbye to one great student, one principal and two teachers!"

Phyllis came in from the kitchen and sat down next to us. "I guess this is about me."

Silence.

I said, "Karen feels that she took too long to acknowledge that her marriage was a failure. I don't believe in busting up marriages that can be fixed, but I also don't believe in hanging on to something with nothing more than hope."

I went on, "The Parsons group has a tradition that we climb into bed to talk about things. If it wouldn't make you too uncomfortable, could we do that?"

Phyllis looked at Karen, who nodded back. She said, hesitantly, "I guess I'm willing to try just about anything right now."

I borrowed a toothbrush, used the bathroom and climbed in with Karen. She felt good and said so. "Theo, you devil, I get hot before you even touch me." Phyllis was walking in and heard that. "Oh, I can go to the other bed."

Karen said in a very firm voice, "Phyllis Taylor, get in here this minute. If he gets fresh, I will deal with him. I'm still his principal for a few more hours."

I lifted up the sheet so she could see I had on my briefs and she slowly got into the bed with us. Karen reached across me and pulled on her arm. We got her between us, face down, and applied hands and fingers to the backside. She was stiff as a board but started to relax in a few minutes. Karen eased the nightie up and worked on her legs. Phyllis let out a few happy moans. I concentrated on neck and shoulders. After another few minutes, the nightie disappeared and Karen was digging hard into her glutes. The moans rose in volume and Phyllis said, "She used to kill me in school with those fingers. No mercy at all."

Karen said, "She was the 1500 champ on her team and needed a massage almost every night."

I said, "Tell me the story." My fingers stayed busy, working lower.

Phyllis said, "You tell him, Karen."

"She married Jack two years ago after a long engagement. They were never that sure of each other, but her clock was ticking. They had sex before they got married and it was ok. She stopped birth control before the wedding, and missed her very first period. The labor with Betsy was hard, and she had to be stitched back together afterwards. Jack does nothing around the house, and spends every Friday night with his buddies. He ignores Betsy and seldom even holds her. He didn't touch Phyllis for weeks after the delivery and when they finally had sex, he said she was no good anymore."

Karen looked at me, and Phyllis was shaking under my hands.

I said, in a hard voice, "Someone needs to take him to the cleaners."

"She tried to talk to him, but he slapped her face and walked out of the house for three days."

I said, softer, "So I suppose there isn't any money, your folks are not in shape for you to go there, and you're scared about getting back to the teaching job after maternity leave."

"Oh, and you cry a lot."

"Theo, don't be cruel, she is all screwed up."

I sat up against the headboard and eased the crying body into my arms. She reluctantly straddled me and felt my hardness underneath. Karen got behind and pushed us together.

"Let's do a little addition. First, she plays beautiful piano. She has a wonderful child. You tell me the kids love her teaching. She has this fine body I am already lusting for."

My hands were working on the head nestled in my shoulder. The crying dried up. She whispered, "Theo, there is some kind of magic about you. I have this wreck of a marriage, and you are telling me I can start again. Just with what I have."

Karen leaned in and kissed me. "Be careful, he gets your juices going too."

Another whisper, "He already has. Feel me."

Karen's wet fingers went into my mouth. "Hmm. Prime pussy."

She jerked. "Theo, you're crude." Her fingers were between us, tracing the outline of my erection.

Karen was working on her back. "You know what you are going to do next, don't you?"

She jerked again, "Karen! I can't! You are both terrible, trying to seduce me."

I turned her head up and gave her my best seduction kiss. Slow, gentle, wet. Karen's hand was underneath her, fingers busy. Phyllis was wriggling in our arms.

"Oh god, I am so hot. We have to stop this." My cock was fully hard and poking out of my briefs into her hand. I juiced on her from the big helmet tip.

"You are going to do me, aren't you? Kiss me, please."

I didn't stop the kiss until Karen had lifted her and pulled down hard. She wasn't tight, but my cock told me she was nice and snug and needed action.

"Oh Theo, this is not in the script. I thought we were just going to talk. God, you feel so nice in there. I haven't had sex in over a year. Please keep doing that, please."

Her arms were around me and she was levering herself up and down, faster and faster and crying out as she had a sudden climax.

I had Phyllis laid out beneath me, still moving slowly in her. Karen lay by her side, talking dirty. "Roomie, you have the sexiest body around. Remember that guy I went out with, and you were so hot for him you jumped in bed with us and told him you were a better screw than I was?"

"Karen, I apologized over and over for that! Are you still mad?" She was smiling now, and even humping at me. 

"You know what is going to happen to you? He is going to do you again and make you scream. Then he is going to do me and we are going to sleep on all this."

I took my time with Phyllis, letting my cock do the talking. Her body was in constant motion, responding to nerve signals her brain hadn't received in a long time. Her voice turned to odd phrases and moans, building up to a complete explosion that filled the room with noise. Karen dashed off to see if we had awakened Betsy. She came back with a warm little package that was thrust into her mother's bare bosom while Karen and I cleaned up the mess. Betsy took a nipple and closed her eyes.

Phyllis looked at my still hard cock and laughed, "Theo, now I know what those women see in you!"

Karen climbed on and said, "He got me all mellow at a dinner with one of the other teachers. Then got me all excited asking what I really wanted to do with my life. Before I knew what was happening, I was babbling my secrets and he had this in me. I came and came, and haven't looked back since."

She leaned down and said, "Turn us over and do me. Do me hard so I scream like Phyllis."

I woke to the smell of coffee and the noise of sucking.

They were standing by the bed, both gloriously naked, looking down at me. "Wore you out, did we?"

Actually, I wasn't hard, which was unusual for the morning. "That kid is terrific. She likes her mommy's milk, doesn't she?

"The doctor says I can start soft food and cut back some on the milk."

I smiled and said, "The mommy pussy was very welcoming last night. Did you like having some sex along with your marriage counseling?" 

Phyllis handed Betsy to Karen and pulled the sheet back. "Kind sir, is there more for a needy woman who is headed for divorce?" Something was springing up hard in her stroking hand.

Karen laughed and said, "Horrors, I have to take the child away from this scene of adulterous coupling."

The woman in my arms this morning was laughing and smiling and wanting me badly. I backed her against the wall and asked if she needed more than one orgasm in the morning to get a good start on the day.

She said so Karen could hear, "You are an arrogant bully. You give us orgasms until we are limp as a noodle and you can ravish us as you wish!"

"And don't you dare stop!" I had my hands cupped under her ass and she was posting on me. Karen came around the corner to see what all the moans were about. "Phyllis, I can see that look in your eyes! You are not allowed to fall for him. You will screw up the group."

Phyllis waited until an orgasm ran through her and asked, "What does that mean?"

"Two weeks ago, I was where you are, having incredible sex and falling for him. Look at me now, totally in harness, working my ass off to develop a world class arts program for Parsons. It's terrible!"

Karen had moved into our embrace and was getting kisses and licks and pinches on her own fine nipples. Her hand was swatting my behind, urging me harder into her sexy friend with the repaired emotions.

Before my legs gave out, Phyllis had a super loud screaming orgasm and collapsed in my arms. A cry from the kitchen sent Karen scrambling back there.

I hoisted Phyllis on my shoulder and walked us to the shower. "You are a big bad fucker, Theo, but she is right, I am falling for you, falling bad."

"I thought you had a sloppy cunt that no guy would want?"

A shadow passed across her face, followed by a smile, and a cuff to my head. "Did you notice I've been doing my kegels?"

"I did. You do as much or more for my cock as these other women. Nothing to worry about in that department."

She was rubbing her soapy front on me and whispered, "That's for real? No bullshit to make me feel better?"

I sat on the floor of the shower and shoved two fingers into her flexing cunt and took a good grip on the nice sized clit with my teeth.

A minute later she was shaking and crying out. "Shit, shit, shit. I could come like that all day. Maybe I'm not washed up as a woman?"

Wrapped in a towel, I carried her to the kitchen and deposited the body on a stool. I used a fresh towel to dry the long hair. "She says she might not be washed up as a woman. We need a second opinion."

Now clothed in a tee shirt, with Betsy on her arm, Karen came to us and stuck her tongue at Phyllis. "Washed up one, I'm going to tell him about us."

"Karen! No! That's private."

"There are no sex secrets with Theo. He knows there is girl sex going on around him. Two of his women never had a cock in them until they met him."

Karen was grinning and Phyllis was looking scared.

"Theo, both of us got to college without our cherries but the popping didn't include orgasms. We were completely retarded until our upper class big sister took us out for some forbidden beer drinking one night and then had us in her bed afterwards. She made us kiss each other while she stuck her fingers in our twats and rubbed until we screamed and came. After that, we never slept alone in our dorm beds."

"How awful. You got each other off?"

"We had a great two years together that included a lot of two-way and three-way sex."

Karen and I left Phyllis and Betsy smiling as we ran for work. I texted Karen, "Call me when you are free."

There was a welcoming committee in my office. Kim, Clara, Laura and Sarah were crammed thigh to thigh on the sofa. Clemmie was in my chair. Kim said, "We want the full story, and it better be good."

Their looks were stern. "I thought this meeting was about the gold program?"

"Don't give us that. Talk, or we'll torture it out of you."

"She's nice."

"We know that. Clemmie, give him one of those drop kicks in the balls. Maybe that will loosen his tongue."

Clemmie left her skirt on the chair and advanced, arms in the air. The feet did look dangerous. I rushed her as she dropped to a crouch, and caught her crotch with my arm, tossing her high in the direction of the sofa bodies. They threw the body back in my direction. I went down fast and let her land full out. The lips tasted divine and her tough body was beating me.

"Damn it, Theo, talk to us." They pulled up their skirts and surrounded us on the floor. Clara and Laura removed Clemmie's gorgeous red panties and paddled her incredible butt.

"Ok, but it is going to sound very alpha male and you have to promise not to hit me just because of that." My hands also beat softly on Clemmie.

Before I could begin, my cell phone chimed. I put it on speaker and perched it on Clemmie's back.

"Hi, what do you need?"

"That was really sweet, Theo, she is on cloud nine."

Eyes were rolling. Someone whispered, "Not again!"

"Her Spanish is pretty good?"

"Excellent. The Hispanic community at home loves her. The kids adore her."

"And the materials you and Susan are doing have to be in Spanish too?"

"Yes, of course. This is Arizona, Theo!"

"And she needs to stick around you while the divorce proceeds?"

"We haven't talked about it, but a woman with a one year old isn't very portable, even if Betsy is a charmer."

"Hang on a second." I turned to the room and said, "You should have seen Karen this morning in her birthday suit, holding the world's cutest little girl."

Clemmie had turned over and climbed into my lap. She called out, "Karen, it's a trap. Remember that line about 'barefoot and pregnant?' Be careful."

"Thank you, Clemmie. He is a devil. But my clock is ticking, just like Phyllis's was. What am I supposed to do about that?"

Selma was now sitting with us. "Karen," she said, "you will report for mommy counseling soon!"

I went back to my interrogation. "Karen, she is not going to want to be cooped up with a baby all day. Do you get my drift?"

"You mean we just hired our Spanish language graphics consultant?"

They had me face down on my front, fists pounding. Clemmie asked, "Karen, she was in such tough shape last night. What happened?"

"Are you sitting on him?"

"Yes. He already apologized for being an alpha male."

"We two-timed her, in a nice way. Theo and I climbed into bed in our underwear and told her the Parsons group always did serious conversation in bed. I thought she was going to turn us down, but she said something about running out of choices and got in." 

"Then what happened?" The hands were behaving, just rubbing on Clemmie and me. 

"Well, we started talking about her marriage and I described what has been going on, and how rotten Jack treats her. Theo picked it up and talked about how some marriages weren't worth saving. She crawled into his arms and started crying... Why do we all cry in Theo's arms?"

Kim asked, "Is there more?"

"You can guess. I'm using my hands on her, Theo is kissing her and she is melting. Melting real fast. She is across his hips and twitching. I put my fingers in her and she gushed on me and I fed them to Theo. He told her she was prime pussy and buried himself in her."

Selma said, "So the poor woman had a great orgasm and went right to sleep."

"You nailed it, Selma. Except I was so hot, I made him do me too before we turned out the light."

Sighs went up around the room.

"Why were you naked this morning?"

"You all know why. He just makes you glow. You want to dance and you don't care who sees you."

"And I suppose she is a new woman and wants him again?"

"Sarah! How perceptive..."

I looked up and Erica was on her knees next to Kim. "So last night's basket case has her life back and is going to work for us? Is HR ever going to get in front of all this hiring?"

"Erica, it's funny but it's serious too. He fixes women, that's all there is to it. Give him a kiss of thanks from me. I have to go, the President of the Board is here to talk about my replacement."

Clemmie turned around and wiggled her bare butt on my hardness. "Well girls, we've been had again. Somebody please give me my pants back."

There was coffee and work talk in the conference room. Selma was done with school and almost organized for our trip to Eduardo. I looked at Erica and described my hoped for success in finding some skilled and dependable Mexican laborers. Legal ones, if possible. She nodded and said, "I can't believe the advance notice."

Susan was also done with school and filled us in on the arts department thinking on gold and diamonds. She also said, softly, "He makes it look easy, but Theo, you did what the rest of us were hoping for desperately last night. She plays like an angel. I know already she is a terrific addition to the group." More sighs around the table. Kim walked over and pulled my hair. "I told him last night how proud I was of him for that test result. Then he turns around and makes us all teary helping an abused mother." She punched my arm. "Remember, young son, you are establishing very high expectations among your women."

Clara lead us into the details of how to reorient the gallery to be inclusive of the new jewelry offerings. "In addition to DR, I have a feeling that if we offered materials and a well equipped workshop, and a sales outlet, some very talented artisans interested in unique pieces with an historical flavor of Spanish America would be happy to join us. A smaller scale version of the shops in Santa Fe."

Clemmie had been on the phone with DR and relayed the latest information. "That darn guy, he is almost as bad as Theo. Every other sentence is an offer to share his bed and his you know what. The boulder is in pieces and he says the stack of gold and diamonds is getting bigger. He didn't actually say that over the phone but I could tell that's what he meant. Theo and Selma and I are taking three cars down there Saturday. DR will get his car back, Kim will be with me in mine, and Theo and Selma will go in hers to Nogales from the ranch."

Kim nodded, looking at me. "What about legal and finance?"

"We are seriously behind and it is all my fault. With the excitement of the last couple of days over, I promise to do better. I have to run now, this is my day for lunch with the football coach at the university. Before I go, I have a suggestion, why don't a couple of you go over to Karen's, volunteer to watch Betsy, and take momma shopping for some nice clothes for around here? And don't let her pay, I'll bet that husband has found a way to strip their accounts clean." I looked at Kim, "Why don't you tell Karen to help her with the divorce lawyer business. Our nickel."

Clemmie followed me out and kicked. "I'm going to drop you one of these times, badass." She draped herself over me right there in the corridor and whispered, "You made me cry, damn you. Kiss me and come to dinner tonight."

Her eyes were wet again as I hurried to my car. My lips tingled. I changed at the house into something a high school senior jock would wear on a recruiting visit and got to Coach Lyle's office just as he was walking out looking for me.

"There you are. Good looking clothes. Let's go in my car."

The coach was an auto nut in his spare time and today he was driving a 1969 restored Camaro. He gave it some pedal out of the lot, and we peeled rubber in a totally forbidden way. He smiled at me and I smiled back. I said, "Great wheels. My mom would kill me if I bought something like this."




The Dark Lady Ch. 06



"Women!" Coach was divorced, with a passion for younger, good looking girls, especially blonds. His teams numbered them as they were glimpsed climbing into his fancy cars after games. "Hey, he's got Blond #2 tonight."

The university had sent over a parking placard and we got an impressive slot right in front of the faculty club. I felt like royalty getting out of the car.

Arthur and Larry were in the lobby, waiting for us. Introductions were quick and warm and we followed them into a spacious dining room. Larry and Lyle were sharing coaching gossip as Arthur was telling me he thought Selma's and my article was a nice contribution to an underexplored area of mathematics.

After we ordered, Larry started right in with business. "Theo, Lyle shared some of the game pictures from this year with me, and you certainly have quick reflexes and great hands. How would you like to play football for the University of Arizona?"

Before Larry could go any further, Arthur broke in and said, "Theo, I can't recall a situation where an incoming freshman was published in a refereed journal. The math department would very much like to have you join our student group, probably at the graduate level."

I let some silence develop before I responded. They knew I was smart, and I knew they were smart. No great point in beating around the bush, but there was still the basic issue of spreading myself too thin. Lyle saw this as negotiating about money, but it really was about negotiating for my time and potential dedication to the work they did, the culture they lived in.

I began, "Thank you for inviting me today. I'm honored to be here. I'm going to speak very frankly because if we are going to join forces, we need to have no secrets from each other. I suspect this kind of recruiting lunch usually spends time on how wonderful your school is and how much support you are able to provide. Maybe we should get those out of the way first. I've grown up next to the university, watched it grow and admired programs such as the ones you manage. I don't need any persuasion about the virtues of UA. About support, you must know that my mother recently promoted me to be President of Parsons Gallery. We are very successful, and the cost of the university is not an obstacle for us.

"The two real issues for us to discuss today are your digging into me and deciding whether what you see on my resume matches the Theo Parsons in front of you, and my seeing if there is a match for my ambitions in math and football with my commitments to the Gallery."

The food arrived, which gave everyone a chance to kick that around mentally. The salmon salad was fresh and delicious. If nothing else, Lyle and I were getting a good lunch, as he had predicted.

Lyle said, "Gents, what we have here is a very talented young man who is mature beyond his years. He is already where it usually takes two or three conversations with recruits to get to. I think we need to cut to the chase."

My eyes said thank you to Lyle. Larry and Arthur took a couple more bites before speaking.

Arthur spoke first. "Theo, judging from your work on that paper, and what Selma tells me, you could shoot through our department to a math PhD in four or five years from now. Given your already chosen career path, that's probably not an attractive option. Let me suggest something you might like and our department would benefit from. You have an excellent, curious, math-adapted mind. You've already done the equivalent of a year of independent study with Selma. If you matriculate here, I'd very much like the opportunity to tailor a course of study that brings you into personal contact with the strongest faculty in the department, and challenges that curiosity. All the problems in math are not solved, as you already know. Come and join us and let's work on solving a few that are of interest."

Larry didn't let me digest that before jumping in with his guns blazing. "Theo, Arthur is perhaps the most distinguished department chair in the university and just made you a fantastic offer. I want to put a different kind of challenge in front of you. Collegiate football is a very tough game. It demands a lot from your body, including the risk of injury almost every day you are on the field. It pushes your brain, because the number of offensive and defensive plays is almost limitless, and your mind has to be able to recognize patterns in split seconds. Being on the receiving end of a passing game is the ultimate exercise in making probabilities break your way. You seem like the type of athlete who could make a real contribution to Arizona football."

Lyle smiled, "Well, that's certainly putting your best foot forward. Pretty darn attractive propositions, I'd say. Let's give Theo a chance to finish his salad and think about what you said."

After a couple of minutes, I looked at them with a hard expression. "My mother, Kim Parsons, was a single mom as she built the best art gallery in Arizona up from nothing. I'm her only child and we are very close. She recognized my talent when I was very little, and has always pushed me out of my comfort zone when she thought I needed it, which was most of the time. Both of you have probably seen kids like me who were coasting, not working. That hasn't been true in my life, and I'm the better for it. I'll be honest, before your lunch invitation, I thought I was going to skip college for now and concentrate on making the gallery bigger and better. Whether you know it or not, you've both got me out of my comfort zone, got me asking myself if the opportunities you are offering, which are really tempting, won't help me grow and expand my abilities. 

"I'm not here to make any commitments today, but if you are willing, I need a chance to sort this out with my mother, and I also would like to talk to some people in the math department and in the football program, before giving you an answer."

There was an odd sense of comfort around the table as we stood and shook hands again. They extended their cards and asked me to call to make visit appointments as soon as I could. Lyle and I walked to the Camaro in silence, but as we drove away, he said, "Shit, Theo, you did a complete number on them!"

"I guess that means you think it went ok?"

"Ok doesn't begin to cover the impression you made on them. I'd like to see you take up both of those offers, but how the hell you do that and run the Gallery at the same time sure beats me!"

It sure beat me too, I thought as I drove back to Keeler. I changed into running clothes and was partway out the door when the twins showed up with provisions for dinner. "Hey, you can't go without us, wait up." I was about to wave them off when I realized that was a bad idea, a very bad idea. Get real, I said to myself, love is a two way street.

We were loping along in the desert gravel, watching where our feet were going, when Laura asked, "How did the great recruiting lunch go?"

I was about to answer when we heard shouts behind us and saw Karen and Susan coming at a great rate. After everyone got kissed and cuffed around, we were back on the trail and Laura said, "Well?"

"Terrible, just terrible."

Silence except for hard breathing. I picked up the pace.

"Do we get to hear any more?"

"I got two of the most incredible offers any freshman ever deserved to get."

"Oh shit, no wonder you are depressed."

"Any of you want to play football, or be a frosh math major?"

They stopped and beat on me. Karen finally said, "Girls, we have to find a way to help Theo deal with this. The recommended therapy is finish the run, shower, give him a margarita and dinner, then push him into a floor pile so we can think about this."

She added, "And give him kisses."

I was on the sofa, mostly out of it with a belly full of tequila and tostadas, when Kim came and sat next to me. She held my hand and kissed my knuckles. "Hey."

I folded her into me and held on tight. My eyes were wet. Others were kneeling and sitting on the floor next to us. The high school principal sat on the other side of me and said, "In a minute, Theo is going to tell us about his lunch at the faculty club. He has a crisis, which means we have a crisis. It's not our job to tell him what to do, but maybe, just maybe, we can give him some advice, and some loving." Her hands were in my hair and she was licking the back of my neck.

I looked at all the serious faces around me and felt even worse. I had a connection with every one of them. 

Kim spoke, "Theo, before you start, you should know that you are our guy. We are your team and you are our leader. We know you are feeling under pressure. Let it hang out. Whichever way you decide to go, we are with you."

Now there were even more wet eyes. Suck it up, I said to myself. You owe them.

My voice was hoarse as I began. "Coach Lyle and I went over to the university at their invitation. Larry the head coach, and Arthur, the math dept chair, were there. The short version is they recruited the hell out of me. Arthur said with my background, he and his faculty would tailor a custom course load that matched my interests in math and try to build interesting challenges for me. Larry talked about how tough college ball was and how he thought I had the potential to make a great contribution to the team."

Selma's eyes were shining. Her pride in my math skills was showing. Clara's eyes were dark and challenging. I thought I could read a message that said, "Of course, you are going to do this." Clemmie was sitting close, shaking with excitement. Sarah was planning on starting next fall herself and her eyes were smiling. I reached out hands and drew them into my lap.

"I told them that Kim raised me as a single mom, and I was going to talk to her before I decided anything. I also said I wanted to talk to people in math and in the football program before I made any decision. Then I drove home thinking dark thoughts about reaching too far. Before I do anything at the U, I owe the Parsons team my best efforts."

I added, "I have these two in my arms because there are really three of us headed for the university in the fall. Maybe there is strength in numbers." I kissed them and for once did not fondle their boobs.

A collective sigh went up. Clara got up and stood next to me, cuffing me really hard. The others mumbled, "Why are you hitting him?"

"I'm trying to wake him up to the fact that he can take on his two offers. Look what he has done with us. There's not a woman in the room whose life is not changed because of Theo. He coaxed me, after eight years, out of being a lesbian. He took his mom's worn down analyst and turned her into a big time HR Director. He discovered the court musician in his English teacher and put her to work revolutionizing music education for the whole city..."

They were on their feet, crowding around and trying to all beat on me at once. I stood and shouted, "Ok, you win. Please stop destroying the merchandise. What about some ice cream?"

Clemmie and Sarah had me down in the pile, feeding me ice cream and talking about school. Clemmie said with a big smile, "Theo, you are going to be famous. Sarah and I can be your bodyguards. And also keep you from straying when the coeds throw themselves at you!"

"What if one of my teammates puts a move on you? A big handsome jock with a lot of sex appeal?"

They beat on me, but it was a nice beating. I was half asleep when a soft voice said, "We are still going to Eduardo tomorrow, aren't we?"

I jerked awake, "Oh my god, Selma. We have to get organized. Please forgive me, it has been a big day."

(cont'd in Ch. 7 - A Visit to Nogales)



The Dark Lady Ch. 07



After my lesson in being loved and told to take on the offers from the university, hands marched me down the hall and filled a duffel with stuff. Clemmie, Kim and Selma all had their signals straight. I was ordered into Selma's car, driven to her house and folded into her bed.

I was awake just before the alarm went off in the dark at 5 am. Selma had my arm firmly tucked around her and resting on the warm curve of her breast. Her breathing changed and I gently tweaked her nipple. She pushed back into my hardness. I whispered, "Maybe we should call off the trip and make gentle love all day."

She turned and pulled my lips to hers. The kiss was hot and carried a lot of messages. None of them included lying in bed.

She went for coffee, I went for the shower. We were gone in fifteen minutes. She drove and sipped her coffee, glancing at me now and then. "Are you ok now that your women have told you to be superman all over again?" There was a laugh in her throat.

I kissed her hand and said, "Why don't we arrange for Parsons to sponsor a research fellowship in the math department and put you in it. You can romance the young faculty into helping with the analytics agenda."

She looked at me sharply, "I thought you had to visit before you made up your mind?"

"Do you know any of them?"

'There is Patrick Green. He just got his PhD from Princeton. Told me at a local meeting that he came to the sticks because he loves the desert."

"What's his field?"

"Surfaces. He will blow you away with surfaces."

"You know, we are going to have to do magnetometer runs over the mine property. DR already asked me for it. If you hire him as a consultant, he could help with subsurface mapping. Help DR figure out about the pipe."

"Theo, it is so early for you to make my brain work. I can't keep up." She squeezed my hand and drew it to her mouth. Then she made me put the seat down and folded the blanket from the back over me. 

When I opened my eyes, she was hugging DR and giving him a kiss on his whiskery cheek.

DR and I shook hands. He said, looking admiringly at Selma, "Do you have an endless supply of beautiful women?"

"DR, she has a very large, tough Mexican husband named Eduardo, who you do not mess with. Show me the latest work, Selma and I have to get headed to Nogales in a few minutes."

He opened a strongbox in the living room. There were two small ingots of gold and a soft fabric jewelry sack. About thirty ordinary looking rocks spilled out of it, some of them two or three times as large as the ones he handed me last week. 

I was looking at them when Kim and Clemmie came in with Evie. As DR and Evie were kissing and hugging, Clemmie whispered, "That's what raw diamonds look like, is it?"

DR chuckled and said, "Yep. Takes a really good guy to know how to cut and polish them."

Kim said, "DR, if you are going to be our goldsmith, do we need our own diamond person?"

DR eyed her and the pile on the table, "Well, that wouldn't keep someone busy for long. But who knows what we are going to find out there? A fella I know has a brother working in the diamond business in New York, who might need some vacation and bring his tools along if the price was right?"

I shifted back to the gold. "Clara has a great idea to launch our jewelry program. Have you make one of your best necklaces and auction it for charity on the first day we offer gold pieces. But we really have to have enough stock to be able to sell behind the auction."

DR's eyes were glittering. "I could fashion at the most a dozen pieces from those two ingots. There is ten ounces of pure gold in them. Has to be alloyed and hardened up some before I can do links and such."

The women and I stood there, looking at a lot of raw wealth. The stuff of dreams. With an effort, I put the genie back in the bottle and said, "Selma and I have to get going. Why don't the rest of you work out the game plan for the next couple of weeks before Kim and Clemmie go back to town."

I drove this time, my arm across the console to hold her hand. She worked on my fingers and made low noises in her throat. I brought the hand to my lips and kissed it. "You have to shift gears for your real lover."

She leaned over and kissed my cheek. "You are so nice to say that, Theo. Does it bother you that when we are loving, I am usually thinking of Eduardo?"

"Oh yes, I am terribly jealous that my teacher won't dump that husband and marry me."

She pulled my hair, but it was more like a caress than a punishment. "You promise to keep teasing me? Making me laugh?"

"If you promise to help me with math. With more crazy ideas about math. We have to impress those professors at the U."

"Theo, I have a favor to ask. One of the men who works for my husband has two sons who live with their mother in our city, but visit with him as many weekends as they can. She has a green card and they were born here and are citizens, but the husband is like Eduardo and can't get a card. Carlos, the oldest, graduated from Central High this year, and is planning to attend UA. He is a very good quarterback and wonders if he is good enough to do a walkon for the team. While Eduardo and I are having our playtime, would you be willing to have him throw to you and tell him what you think?"

"You are talking about Carlos Gutierrez?"

"Yes, do you know him?"

"We've never played against each other, but I know his name and his reputation is good."

"So?"

"So I have some football scrimmage in Mexico. Will the soccer kids even let us on the field?"

"Call Eduardo for me and say you are happy to have Carlos throw footballs to you."

"You realize this means the Parsons Analytics venture just got bigger and better?"

She gave me her tough teacher-student stare, and laughed. "You are very bad boss, Theo."

Carlos and his younger brother Arturo jumped into the car with their sack of balls and gave me directions. The field was big and we had plenty of room. I hoped my sneakers wouldn't slip too much on the grass. We set up an imaginary line and Arturo called signals. I told Carlos, "A couple in the flat to warm up, and then some long ones."

It turned into a lot of fun. Carlos was only 5-7, but his arm was like iron, and the passes perfect. I ranged all over the field and he hit me every time. Then I called signals and Arturo showed how good he was as a receiver, which was very good.

"Carlos, you could play for a lot of colleges with that arm."

"Si, but my people don't get much of a chance."

As we drove back to their house, I asked, "Do you have a summer job lined up?"

"No. Hard to find jobs, especially for us."

"I have an idea. My mother's art gallery needs some security people and two of my teammates are going to be training for that job, part time, after school is out. Why don't the two of you go on the payroll for security too, and then we have five guys to do passing practice with. I think Coach Lyle will let us use the field. He might even coach us some when he is around. I'll tell my mother that security trainees need a good workout every day to build up their muscles." 

I looked at the brothers, who were trying to hide their amazement at such sudden good fortune.

"Ok?"

"Si. Very ok."

As they hopped out, I said, "You know Selma, so we can make arrangements through her."

When I walked into Eduardo's house, he was on the phone, chatting excitedly in Spanish. Selma, looking very loved, handed me a beer and led me into the living room. "He is talking to Carlos' father."

I sipped my beer and wondered what was happening on the phone.

Eduardo came in and we hugged and exchanged greetings. "Theo, you have made a great friend in my foreman, Manuel. Carlos is on the ceiling with excitement about working out with you and being a security guard in the summer."

Selma was behind, cuffing me as hard as she could.

"Esposa, why are you hitting him?"

She laughed hard, "Marido, this one is truly special. You ask him for a small favor and he gives you a complete solution! All of his women have to beat on him to show their appreciation."

Eduardo looked at me and laughed. "Senor Theo, this is very strange, but Selma tells me it catches women. Very beautiful women too!"

She laughed and beat on me some more. I said, "Eduardo, if we were at my house, your wife would be getting some beating back!"

This was very funny to the Mexican husband and he sat back with his beer.

I said, "Did Selma tell you any of what we need to talk about?"

He looked at me and said, "That one, she knows how to make a man happy. We did not talk about work." His smile was big. Selma got up, huffed at us, and went to the kitchen to work on dinner.

"Eduardo, Kim has a mine property southeast of town. She got it from an old miner who was broke and thought he was stealing from her. Now it turns out that there are both gold and diamonds on the property. We don't know how much, but we immediately need to build some security. When the gallery starts selling gold and diamond jewelry, there will be spies everywhere trying to find out where our mine is."

I stopped to sip my beer and let him digest that. I went on, "One of the big problems at active mines is the employees stealing from the company. I came to see you to talk about creating a company that you would run that would hire and manage the workers on the property, both the security people and the miners. You know more than I do about keeping people honest, but certainly paying them fairly is a start."

He sipped his beer and let the silence build. "So, you want me to put my business on hold, recruit men, and go chasing with you after bandits in the U.S. who want your gold and diamonds?"

He laughed long and heartily. I blushed and realized how green I was at all this.

"Eduardo, the only thing I can say is that I have enough intelligence to come here and ask your help and advice."

Selma came in and sat in the chair with him. He wrapped his arm around her and said, "Theo, you are as Selma says, a man who makes others feel good. Yes, I will help you. My brothers and I and our uncles and cousins will find honest men to do the work. You should not keep them from their families for many days. Maybe two weeks maximum. An unhappy man is a man looking for trouble. We can use some of the electronics my company already sells. Maybe we dig a hole and have a place to watch cameras and motion detectors. Maybe we are very careful about what is seen from the air."

"Eduardo, that is a terrific start. Do you think I can get Manuel a special visa? If he is the site foreman, Carlos can do security and be a courier too. We do not want much of what we are doing to be on a phone."

"Si. Perhaps Selma can help. I do not know what his past problem was."

We left it there. Eduardo would start putting a plan together, in Spanish so his people could read it easily, and Selma would do the English version for the Parsons people. The papers would be closely guarded.

After dinner I was fading fast. Selma showed me to a nice bed and I said, "You deserve as much time for loving as you want. Just tell me when we should go. Maybe I need earplugs?"

She kissed me and cuffed me and said we would go for a run in the morning and then decide when to leave.

I woke to the smell of coffee. She was in running clothes and handing me a cup. "Eduardo says people will talk but it is ok if we run together. Especially if you let me stay in front." She giggled.

"Selma, I am going to tell Eduardo that you are a terrible, beautiful flirt. Let me get dressed."

After a piece of toast, we were out the door. She said we were going to Manuel's house so she could get some information about his visa troubles. It was a couple of miles and she led me a merry chase. Being around her husband had her all pumped up. We stopped a ways from Manuel's house and caught our breath walking in. She knocked on the door and was met by a very attractive woman about her own age. She beckoned me over, "Theo, this is Maria, Manuel's wife and Carlos's mother. She is visiting this weekend too." I said hello and asked if Carlos was around. She shouted inside and he appeared quickly. We high fived and I said, "Let's throw some balls in the street. Selma has to talk to your dad."

My new security guard was doing his best to be cool, but his excitement showed. I said, "Carlos, one of my problems is hanging on to the hard ones. Give me a few."

We went at it and he really zinged me. Arturo showed up and we had a good thing going when Selma walked out with Manuel, who wanted to meet me. I shook his hand vigorously, "Buenos Dias, Senor."

He thanked me in heavily accented English, and said he hoped we could work together. I told him his son was a terrific football player and we would also work together on the UA possibility. I could tell that he thought it more than strange that the gringo executive was out running on Sunday morning with his boss's wife. As we ran down the street, I asked, "Does he know you are my teacher?"

She reached out and punched my arm. "No! That would be so much trouble down here. They would not understand how important man like you is studying with woman teacher."

"But they do not know I am unimportant man when my women beat on me!"

"Theo! We do not go there down here. Never, ever!"

After a shower, I got another marvelous Selma omelet along with Eduardo, who gazed on his wife with affection. Selma said, "Eduardo says it is ok for us to go back so you can do your important work." She smiled and almost giggled at me. 

She made me drive and we got through U.S. Immigration without much delay that early in the day.

"Eduardo told me this morning that you and I wore him out. He said he needed a day to recover!"

We laughed and talked about the zillion things going on at home. She kissed my hand again and said, "Theo, I told him that you were all grown up and had other women friends and that we were just going to be friends now. Is that ok?"

Her eyes were wet. So were mine. The white line on the highway was blurred. 

"Selma, you have a wonderful, loving husband who deserves all of you. You helped me when I needed it. It is so good to work with you, I'm almost crying. I will be your friend forever."

She wiped her eyes and said, "Oh Theo, you are so good to me."

It was quiet for a while until I asked, "What about Manuel's problem?"

"I can't tell for sure, but it sounded like he got caught in some kind of Catch-22 paperwork tangle. I think we should talk to Kim about Parsons asking for a priority visa based on essential work skills. We'll find something about mineral exploration. Doesn't that sound essential?"

She was smiling. I said, "Extremely essential, as far as the President of Parsons is concerned."

We were going to be home soon. Selma checked in and discovered Keeler was having a barbeque and pool party. We were invited. As we got to town, I said to her, "I meant what I said yesterday morning about the math department. They are reaching out to me, so we should reach out to them with some of our challenges. Why don't you do a little investigation about what research support they have now, and what are their unfunded areas. You could take Green to lunch and pick his brain and try to hire him as your surfaces consultant. Wear one of your flirty dresses."

We were in the garage as I finished. We walked toward the elevator and she gave me a hip. "Here I am, struggling to keep up with your fine mind, and you tell me to use my fine body on a Professor!"

I kissed her and said, "Now that you are off limits, I'm just being a pest."

"OMG, Theo. This may not work. I have to talk to Eduardo about terrible temptations."

I hugged her fiercely and said, "No. He deserves all of you. I will clean up my act."

We were kissing as the doors opened and Kim stood there. I grabbed her and led the three of us to her room. "I want you to know, but not the others, that Selma and I have a new deal. We are close friends, we are partners in math, but we are not lovers in bed any more."

They hugged and kissed and looked at me. I felt awkward and embarrassed. Kim pulled me into her arms and said, "You are going to do that for me some day too, aren't you? When I find a husband. But not yet." She repeated, "But not yet," and gave me a searing kiss. 

We walked out to bikini clad bodies everywhere, and Erica making margaritas. Clemmie came up in the skimpiest outfit I'd seen and said, "Get a drink, I have a report for you. From the hostler and field assistant." She tried to punch me, but I caught the hand and wrenched it around her back. My teeth fastened on her neck and I whispered, "I want you to learn those tumbling moves the twins do. We have to have our cheerleading team in place by fall now that you all have insisted I play football. Let me get my suit on and I'll be back." She went screaming off, shouting to Laura, "You won't believe what he is up to now. Says it's all our fault."

In my suit, I accepted a drink from Erica and stood behind, tickling my hand up and down her side. She shuddered and said, without turning around, "There's only one reason you are being nice, you have hired someone without consulting me."

I worried her neck with my teeth like I did to Clemmie. "If I promise wild sex, will that get me off the hook?"

"Are you kidding? I got that promise the last time you did this. Kiss me and tell me about it."

I led her to the pool and we did several laps before leaning against the side with our drinks. "I've hired a security consultant for the mine property. He is Selma's husband Eduardo and can find honest men in Nogales to protect the property and use the mining equipment. His foreman, Manuel, is going to be the site supervisor, and we need to get him one of those priority work visas. Manuel's son, Carlos, is going to join our security guard program and will have unspecified additional duties related to his dad and Eduardo. Carlos is also an outstanding quarterback and is going to be part of my summer training program."

She pressed herself to my front, ignoring the smiles from all around, and said, "How the hell did you do that all in one weekend?"

I kissed her and pinched her boob, and told her she was one hot woman that I lusted for. She rubbed on me and said, "We can't leave yet, can we?" I followed her out of the pool, laughing. She held onto my hand, "Do I at least get a memo about all that?" I stuck my tongue in her mouth and said, "First thing tomorrow morning."

Clemmie was at my side, "Am I supposed to do the memo you promised her first thing in the morning?" 

"For a new PA, you are catching on fast. Let's go see the twins."

The twins were busy using Clara and Susan and Karen to be the base of a human pyramid. They scrambled to the top, standing on shoulders and then did simultaneous front somersaults to the ground. Everyone clapped madly.

Laura came front flipping across the grass and landed on my shoulders. "Theo, is that an ok start? Are we actually going to your games?"

"Yes, but first I have to make the team."

I noticed Phyllis with a sleepy Betsy. I sat down and kissed her cheek. "Is life improving?"

"Theo, that lawyer Karen found is marvelous. She even thinks I can get child support for Betsy out of him. And working with Karen and Susan and Clara is a dream. I am so energized!"

Telling her I would be back, I found Susan and Karen and said, "Let's eat with Phyllis, I have an idea I want to try out on you."

I put my plate down when I got back and asked to hold Betsy while mom got her plate. Betsy gurgled at me and smiled. Karen said, "I think Betsy's got a new uncle." More gurgles. 

When we all got settled, I said, "Now that you have forced me to play football..." Hoots and laughter.

I went on, "I was thinking that maybe we could have some Saturday morning events for school kids tied to art and music and football. What if we designed something called Team Parsons and asked well known players to come down for an hour or so to promote your program. The new Parsons cheerleaders could be there. I'm thinking of buying a pipe organ to put in the back of the gallery for show music. We might be able to get media attention and put in a plug for reviving music and art in the schools. We could offer the football players a little gold or diamond thing as an honorarium. Something for them, or something for their girlfriend, their choice."




The Dark Lady Ch. 07



Karen and Susan were lying back, screaming, "Stop, stop, you are too much!"

When quiet was restored, they took a few bites of dinner and said, "Theo, it's brilliant. Absolutely brilliant. The teachers will be out of their minds with excitement."

Susan whispered, "I've always wanted to play a real organ. Did you mean that?"

"Only if you are willing to scout around and find a good used one for us."

She collapsed into my lap and said, "Can I have a little kiss?"

I was kissing her when Phyllis said, "I used to play the organ in church when I was a kid."

Karen shouted, "Noontime concerts! Organ concerts in the great hall at Parsons Gallery!"

We had an audience. Almost everyone was attracted by the commotion. Laura and Sarah passed around brownies and coffee.

Clemmie wormed in next to me. "Do we get to know what that was all about?"

Karen giggled and said, "Team Theo already has challenges. First we have to build a cheerleading team... " I interjected, "With custom uniforms." 

"He says that if he makes the team..." She paused to stare at me. "If he makes the team, he thinks he can convince some of his teammates to come down on Saturday mornings in the fall to make appearances that promote the new music and art programs. On the tag end of that, he said we need a pipe organ to go in the back of the atrium at the gallery for show music and helping the kids have fun."

Susan added, "And if we have little noontime concerts, it will do a lot for gallery traffic."

Kim started the clapping, which got louder and louder. I blushed.

Selma broke in, "I have a funny to tell you about the weekend. Theo asked my husband Eduardo if he could help with our security needs at the mine. After they talked about it for a few minutes, my husband laughed and said, "So you want me to put my business on hold, recruit men, and come chase bandits in the U.S. on your mine property!"

Someone said, "It's like Pancho Villa."

Another voice asked, "What did he say?"

Selma answered, "What do we ever say to his crazy ideas? He said yes."

We all lay in the sunlight, soaking up good vibes and thinking about organ concerts in the gallery. 

Erica toed me, "You coming home with me or not?" In front of the whole group, I got up, took her hand and walked off to catcalls. 

At the elevator, Clemmie appeared at our side and said, "What about my report? And my responsibility as your PA for your offhours conduct?"

Erica looked at me, I nodded and she pulled Clemmie in the elevator with us, whispering, "You may regret this, you delectable thing you."

I took Clemmie in my arms and said, "Don't worry, honey, mother is just taking you home with us to keep you safe."

I drove, with Erica and Clemmie in the back. Both were losing clothes fast. Fortunately, Erica had a garage with an opener. When the door closed, I could hear furious making out in the dark.

I opened the rear door and extracted a naked wiggling Clemmie. She relaxed in my arms, mumbling, "This is better than that dumb old lesbian." We laughed and Erica said, "You will suffer for that, little one."

After a quick shower, I went in search of a soda. Coming back to the bedroom, I found two naked women rolling around and kissing. 

After I inserted myself in the middle, Erica said, "Damn, I thought I was coming home to get laid, but now all I can do is hug and kiss and go to sleep."

Clemmie's eyes were closing and so were mine. 

It was another dark morning with warm female bodies on either side. I lay there, relaxed and thinking about the busy day ahead. Clemmie's lips found mine and we exchanged messages with our lips and tongues. Why were my nights with the women turning so soft and loving, I asked myself. Before I could explore that, Erica turned into us and said, "I'm horny, do me."

Clemmie disappeared toward the kitchen and I gave my attention to Erica. I was hard and she was wet. And vocal. "God, you feel nice in there. Harder. Yes. More. Ohhh."

It was the fastest orgasm she had ever had with me. The shuddering was still going on when I turned her on her knees and drove hard back into her dripping cunt. Finally, I was energized myself. She was ready for rough sex. "Harder, useless fucker. Don't you know what a woman needs?"

I started slapping her ass as I drove into her and both of us reached a shouting climax at the same time.

Clemmie was clapping when we opened our eyes. "Theo, I want some of that treatment, but not right now. You and I are going in early to get a head start. I have to be out at the mine this afternoon."

I was still adjusting to the new Clemmie when she hustled me into the car, promising to bring it back later. Erica said she would get a ride with Clara.

"You finally get a chance to fill me in. Talk."

"DR has some exciting ideas I need to tell you about."

"Did he hit on you?"

"Both of us. He is a devil, but not as discriminating as you are. He just wants pussy, the more the better. He didn't get any from us. Kim told him he was sexy as all get out, but we were promised to someone else. The old guy actually behaved after that."

"What about the mineral geology we are paying him for?" I gave a little laugh.

"He's been in the literature about pipes. There is lots about standard diamond pipes, which are scattered all over the globe, for your information. Has something to do with magma bodies that approach the mantle and crust. But there is almost nothing about any gold associated with pipes. He did find one reference by a guy who found some gold near a minor diamond pipe in Canada."

"So we are on our own, geologywise?"

"He asked me if you were making progress on a magnetometer flight."

"I need to bring that to the front burner. Problem is how to do it without the real purpose getting loose. What do you know about reading magnetometer maps?"

She was driving and glanced over at me with open eyes. "I beg your pardon?"

"In addition to your other duties, you and Selma are now in charge of learning how to read seismic maps, including magnetometer scans. Start by calling DR and by doing a Google search."

Her eyes were accusing, "When do we have to know how to do this?"

"Yesterday. Forget your office stuff and be a student for a few days. You've got to get back in the groove by fall anyway."

"Oh boy, are you ever going to suffer..."

I reached over and tousled her hair. She was only half mad and sucked my finger into her mouth. 

"Clemmie, there's something about getting rough with you that really turns me on. I'm waiting to see you learn that front flip onto my shoulders."

Another tough look and then, "Oh fuck, Theo, you are so much fun to work for, I can't stay mad..."

Kim was in her office. "Come in, we need to catch up. It seems as though every single thing around here is up in the air..."

I kissed her. "That was awful nice, what you said last night. How did you see it coming?"

She pushed me down on her sofa and climbed into my arms. "I'm totally in love, but you deserve a woman your own age for a life partner." Her kiss was very warm. The twins came in and said "Aww."

I eased Kim to my side and pulled them into my lap, roughing them up. "Kim and I are talking about getting things more under control around here. I realize I am a major part of the problem, but you two are the real organizers. Those dinners are responsible for an incredible amount of keeping us all on track and pulling together."

I looked at Kim, "Are we paying them enough?"

She reached over and pulled some hair herself. "No. I'll ask Erica to give them a raise."

Their heads popped up, "Really? We can buy new frocks?"

I said, "Well, I like you best bare and golden and doing somersaults showing your charms..."

They beat on me. "Theo! You are making our panties wet, and it isn't even nine o'clock..."

I had a terrible impulse to strip down and go at it, but office decorum prevailed. The four of us looked at the week ahead and got some things straight. I kidded around about my visits to the campus being nonessential because my women had already decided for me. I was told to do them anyway, and be sure to make friends for me and for Parsons. As usual, they had the better idea. 

I called Selma. "We need to go to the math faculty meeting together, and present them with a project proposal that we think they can get funded. We also want to become a math department industrial sponsor, with you as the lead for Parsons. Would you please call the secretary to the chair and make an appointment for later this week. Clemmie is coming to see you about my latest impossible demand, and you can get a window in my calendar from her."

I was trying to be businesslike, and so was she. "But you said on the way back I should chase Patrick Green."

"Do that too. And keep reminding me when I give you conflicting directions. By the way, you sure were warm and loving in the car. I think we need to get you to Nogales more often. Why don't you offer to help with the management of the security operation? Then you even get paid to go to Nogales."

Her voice was soft. "Theo, you are sooo nice to me. I may have to stop beating on you."

I said, "Never. That would get you in big trouble."

I went to see the Art and Music Department. Proofs of some great posters were laid out. How I fell into that much talent, I'll never know, but they were doing incredible work. Clara was there and said, "You completely screwed up our work with those ideas last night. Susan is over there on the computer looking for organs. Karen is making notes on how art and music and football go together. What about my gold and diamonds?" She hugged me and I pressed her against the wall. I whispered in her ear, "When I'm feeling down, I close my eyes and see you crashing into the house in that black raincoat..."

She bit my ear and said, "You are very disruptive. We get a whiff of your maleness, and you say something sexy, and all we want to do is drop our pants and climb on. Laura was already by to tell me what you did to them earlier."

I counseled myself about decorum and stepped back. "Yes, tell me about gold and diamonds. We have a conflict between wanting to launch the program, and not knowing whether DR can find a big enough supply to satisfy demand. How much inventory do we need before we launch?"

She led me over to a poster that was a collage of the first necklace and vistas of the desert and neighboring mountains. It would sell a lot of gold. "Phyllis did this. She is a lot more talent than just a Spanish teacher." We had our arms around each other. "So, more inventory rather than less?"

"Theo, the pieces that DR does for us are going to have fancy prices. They still will go fast. What about having a "budget" line that more folks can afford? A $900 necklace instead of $9000?"

"I get it. You and the others are angling for an all expenses trip to New York to go on a shopping binge for gold and diamonds for our second line! This is right out of 'Girls Gone Wild.' "

All four of them had me up against the wall. "Damn right! I suppose you are going to come along as chaperone?"

A few kisses later, I said, "Great idea. Try it out on Kim and if she buys it, I'm on board. We should launch before the end of school and the tourist crush. I'm going to tell Clemmie to tell DR we want at least a hundred high class pieces by Memorial Day."

I called Lyle. "You hear anything more about our lunch?"

"Yeah, Larry called and asked if I thought you were going to accept."

"What did you tell him?"

"I told him you had a lot of talent and a lot of choices and he would probably hear from you soon."

"Perfect, I'm just about to give him a call. I have a favor to ask."

"Shoot."

"Maybe you have heard of Carlos Gutierrez, the quarterback over at Central?"

"Yes, but I've never seen him play."

"He is the son of a man who is starting a special project for Parsons, and I tossed some balls with him at his dad's house in Nogales this weekend. His arm is terrific and his play sense is great. He asked if I could practice with him over the summer so he could try out as a walkon in the fall."

"Interesting. So you're going to ask me to let you use the field, and loan you some players."

"Yes, and coach us too, so you will get a lot of glory when I catch touchdowns for the U."

"Pretty sneaky, aren't you?"

"I've had good coaching."

"Smartass. You've got a deal. I want to see that arm of Carlos."

"When do I call Larry? I did say I was going to talk to his people."

"Call him tomorrow and ask if you can work out with the team. See if they give you a fair shake."

"Thanks. If this works, it will be due to you."

I went to my office and Clemmie followed me in, standing behind my chair and ruffling my hair. 

"You can't ask me to do anything. I'm fully booked with all that other stuff you gave me."

"Lock that door and come back here."

She walked backwards to the door, locked it, then did a front flip and landed on me. 

"No sex in the office."

"You're irresistible. I can't follow my own rules."

"If I take my clothes off, will you actually have sex with me?"

I held her tight and buried my head in her shoulder. We rested silently for a minute or two.

"Is this some new kind of makeout? Am I supposed to be doing anything?"

"Of all the women in my life, you have the most unrealized talent. We need to build your resume. I want you to set your sights high. Nothing less than President."

"President of what?"

"Something important."

"I thought we were getting naked and having sex."

"We are both wound up tighter than a drum. I'm going to hold you for a few minutes more and not say anything."

"I think you are losing it, but that sounds nice."

Have you ever held a very desirable woman in your arms for five minutes trying to stay absolutely still? Concentrating on some sort of celestial convergence? Trying to merge your breathing and heart beat with hers?

In five minutes, I stood and set her down. Her lips were on mine, soft and wet. "You know," she said, "you'll never get rid of me if you keep acting like that."

"I have to go home to change and meet DR at the mine. Do you want me to take you to Selma? She has some choices already on the magnetometer stuff, and she can take you to Keeler after."

Clemmie came in with me at Selma's to see what seismic map reading was all about. 

Her dining table was filled with taped together map printouts. She was glancing at some text in her hand and poring over the map. She said excitedly, "Theo, I'm actually figuring this out. Clemmie and I can have fun. A new sideline for Parsons?"

I butt fisted her and said, "Fits in with your new Analytics business."

She showed me another printout of companies offering magnetometer services. "How do we get a read on any of these?"

"Good question. What about asking at the Geophysics department at the U? I have an idea about what to tell them. Parsons is negotiating to sell the mine property, and the potential buyer wants a magnetometer scan before they buy. That sounds pretty neutral, doesn't it?"

She hugged me. "Clemmie! He's done it again. Terrific idea."

As Clemmie disappeared, I said, "I'm going to Keeler and change for a run. Want to go along? We can scrape up some others."

She pulled me into the bedroom as she took off her clothes. The hot body pressed into me. "Theo, can I be married to two guys at once? I don't want to give you up."

I pinched her tight behind and said, "You are a flirty Mexican tart. I am going to report you to Eduardo."

"Too late for that. He knew what he wanted when he married me. The last year of high school, my mom caught us having sex one afternoon, chased him out, and told me I was getting married right away."

"Why no kids?"

"I can't. Something wrong inside. I cried and cried when the doctor told me, and went home to offer Eduardo a divorce."

"He didn't accept, did he?"

"No. He took me to bed and made mad love and told me we had lots of nieces and nephews in the family that I could mother."

I put my hands up in boxing form and said, "You're pretty tough, woman, in addition to all that sex appeal."

We danced around, my naked lady and I, laughing and beating on each other.

On the way to Keeler, I called Kim. "Hey, want to go for a noontime run? Selma and I are headed there so I can change."

There were six runners by the time we headed out, and I pushed everyone to make the best use of an hour. We finished with an interval at seven minute pace. Heaving chests and dripping bodies looked at me fiercely. "What's with the killer pace? Are we trying out for the Parson's running team?"

"Hey, you've got to show those coeds who are going to be after me this fall what you are made of!"

That earned me a flurry of blows as we walked inside to the shower. "Shit, we not only have to work for him, we have to be his very own cheering section."

"Yes, and you better get to work on your game clothes. I want sexy custom outfits that promote Parsons."

"God, he wants sex objects at his games. This is worse than North Dallas Forty!" 

We munched sandwiches on the patio. The girls were slathered with sunscreen and had only bikini briefs on. My cell rang, it was Clemmie. She could barely contain the excitement in her voice, "I think you should come to us. There have been some fresh discoveries."

"You sound like this is important for me to see?"

"Yes. I think you will be impressed."

"I'll be on the road in just a few minutes."

Six faces were looking at me. "Clemmie sounds like she and DR have found something really important. She was barely in control of her voice. I'm headed there right now. Selma, grab your seismic maps and come along."

Kim walked inside with me. "I'd come, but there are important clients at the gallery this afternoon."

I kissed her and said we would be back as soon as possible but would not make any phone reports.

It was agony getting across town in heavy traffic, but we made good time after that. Selma called Clemmie for some close in directions but got no answer. My fears were damped when her car appeared at the turnoff. She was pointed toward the mine and drove off in front of us. Most of the way out, she slowed and turned carefully off the track into a path barely wide enough for a car. We bumped along in low gear, hanging on. After a quarter mile, she stopped and got out.

We got a terrific hug and a serious look. "This is a very big deal. DR thinks he's found evidence of a pipe and it's on our property, we think, but just barely. Look." She held out her open hand with at least a dozen of the pretty rocks. Selma and I yelled, "Clemmie!" All three of us danced around until we heard a shout in the distance. It was DR waving us in.

He gave me a bear hug and said, "You better give that little girl a raise. She found it." Clemmie shrieked and jumped into my arms. I got a big wet kiss and she said, "I'm not a little girl anymore, am I?"

I put her down and swatted her bottom. DR said, "Look around you. This is alluvial overflow from that channel over there. Out here in the open, it's probably been like this for a few thousand years. Clemmie and I were walking around, looking for more boulders or rocks, when she saw this brownish, yellowish dirt and kicked at it. A couple inches down, there was something shiny. You can see, where we have shoveled off the gravel, it's all discolored. She picked those out of the top few inches. But look here, see this boundary? On one side alluvial stuff, and on the other the yellow dirt. And notice how the boundary curves? It's too dangerous to do any more digging until we have protection, but this is probably one side of a pipe. They come in different sizes, but that curve might be a sixty or seventy foot circle."

He stopped to catch his breath and smile. I smiled back, "DR, I think you are not going to have to live on that pension." I turned to Selma, "You'd better go down to Nogales tomorrow and get things into high gear. Unless DR has a better idea, let's say that the new company has won a contract for crushed gravel and is setting up operations south of town. Doesn't need to be more specific than that. And we are going to move a hell of a lot of gravel out here. Carefully, very carefully."




The Dark Lady Ch. 07



I looked at DR. "Have you got this triangulated? We're going to cover it back up, aren't we?"

An hour later, Selma and Clemmie were driving the cars slowly back to the main road while DR and I raked gravel around to obliterate tracks.

DR's car was at the mine, so we went there. He broke out some beer and we relaxed, if you could call it that. "Theo," he said, "I think that boulder is some kind of geological accident. There must be a high grade quartz deposit with gold in it that the runoff water carried along. And the same with the diamonds. The top of these ancient pipes erodes at the surface and the embedded diamonds get moved. Somehow, both of them got rolled into that mess of mud and metamorphic fragments to confuse me."

"Confuse you? The ultimate desert geologist, confused?"

"Now, watch your tongue, sonny, I am helping to make you rich." The women giggled and I laughed.

"You mean I busted my butt moving that stupid boulder for nothing?"

"Theo, what did you learn in high school about the scientific method?"

"That science advances by proving or disproving hypotheses."

"So, you and I are two of the richest guys who ever disproved a hypothesis about that boulder!"

"Well, it did set you thinking about a pipe."

"Yeah, but that conglomerate holding it together isn't anything like kimberlite."

Selma and Clemmie were pulling our hair. "Can we talk about this at home after a shower? We are filthy."

I asked DR, "Would you like to come to town with us?"

"Nah, I'm not good company with city folks. Let's have a meeting this coming weekend with Eduardo at my place."

"What about the magnetometer flight?"

"Put a hold on that while we get organized to deal with what we found."

Kim was sitting at the desk in her Keller office when three dusty bodies walked in and Clemmie rolled the new stones onto her hand.

She jumped into our embrace. "More? You found more?"

Selma and I went to the shower, leaving Clemmie to bubble over on Kim with excitement.

I soaped her back and tweaked her nipples. We were both tingling with the release of tension. She turned around and gave me a hot kiss. 

I was instantly hard, but said, "I thought this was a no-no?"

She probed my lips and pressed herself tight to my front. "I have been prescribed some loving to help with stress in my job."

I turned off the water and pushed her out. "You are going to get a lot of stress relief tomorrow night."

I got a very dark look as she toweled off. "Ex-lovers can be very vindictive..."

Clemmie threw her clothes on the dirty pile. Stepping into the shower, she said, "She wants you and she needs you. Don't be an ass, Theo... And save some for me."

Selma was on my bed, all pink from the shower, with legs spread and her hips making little upward thrusts. She must drive Eduardo crazy, I thought to myself as I launched through the air and landed full out on top, cushioning the landing with my arms, and sliding right on in. She moaned and coupled tightly with me, crying out for everything I had. 

"Oh Theo! Eduardo is my husband, my lover, my partner, but you are my soulmate! Please, please, don't leave me!" She climaxed and collapsed, tears streaming. I looked up and saw Kim and Clemmie, with very serious looks on their faces, tiptoeing out of the room. I pulled up the blanket and wound my arms tightly around my teacher and soulmate. The sobs died out and she lay with eyes closed. Then she twitched and squeezed me and smiled. Her tongue found mine and we dueled. I was very hard again.

In the lowest of voices, she said, "Theo, you are so good to me. I shouldn't have said that to you. It isn't fair."

My finger touched her lips. "Hush. No one can take your place. Every man needs a teacher to remind him of what it was like when he was a boy. Especially, a hot Latina woman who fucks like crazy."

I shouted in a loud voice, "Kim, Clemmie, come back."

They came in, carrying drinks, and sat on the edge of the bed. Their robes were open and their eyes soft. "Selma, that was so touching! You are really special to us."

We sipped the drinks and caressed each other, and passed around lots of kisses. Selma eased off me and hugged the other women. I said, "Selma, like always, has put me in my place. Maybe this male kid needs to pay more attention to what his lovers want, not what he wants."

They put their drinks down and all three pounded me hard. "Yes! Male kid indeed!" 

Voices came down the hall and bodies filtered into the bedroom, taking in the four mostly naked bodies already there. Eyebrows inquired what was going on. Kim said, "Get a drink, take your clothes off, and come back."

They returned with drinks and pillows and duvets, along with expanses of glorious woman flesh fully on display. Kim whispered to Clemmie, who went down the hall and came back immediately. Kim sat on the floor, spread a duvet over her knees and rolled out the new stones.

"Oooh! More rocks!" 

I said, with an arm around her neck, "Clemmie found them."

She relaxed against me, "Kim's investment is growing." Everyone laughed and giggled.

Selma added, "It gets better. It looks like she found the edge of a possible diamond pipe on Kim's property."

Now the eyes were really wide. Kim said, "My sack of rocks is getting heavy. I think maybe we need our own diamond person. Any ideas?"

Selma and Clemmie and I were on the bed against the wall with the blanket covering our legs. Clemmie was stroking me and putting fingers in her mouth. Clara saw her from a spot on the floor and mouthed, "Naughty."

Clemmie wiggled and giggled. Selma said, "Down, girl."

Kim said, "I think we need a celebration," and everyone jumped her. This was the best pile yet. Eight excited, naked bodies writhing like snakes. My equipment was being attacked so I dug out from under and tried to find some clothes. The twins grabbed me and I carried them out into the hall. "You've been ignoring us." I had one on each hip, licking their nipples. "I promise to do better. What are we going to do to celebrate?"

They got some clothes on and we went off to find special takeout. I asked, "Can we stand any more excitement around here?"

"Oh Theo!, It seems like every day there is some new wild thing."

"Kim and I are worried about leaks. Not deliberate, just someone getting excited and saying something they shouldn't."

"Our lips are sealed." They giggled hilariously. "Around your cock!"

I was driving or I would have gone after them. "Ideas?"

Laura said, "I think we should move up the launch as much as we can. More and more people have to learn about this as part of their job. And Eduardo is going to have ten to twenty Mexicans out there guarding things and that will get around."

"Let's have a little discussion after dinner and see what others think."

We bustled around in the kitchen, warming plates, opening wine, putting everything out. Susan and Phyllis were playing angelic piano, taking turns with their own cadenzas to Mozart and Bach. I went in and kissed them both. "How is the organ search going?"

They stopped and said, breathlessly, "Theo! we found the perfect instrument! It's in a building that is going to be demolished. We can have the organ for $10,000, but we have to pay to dismantle it and get it here and installed. You won't like that number. The estimate is $50,000." They looked as though they were sure I would say no.

"When are you leaving to inspect it and see if the sound matches what you want?"

"OMG, he is thinking of letting us buy it!"

Kim was there. "What's the commotion?"

They screeched, "He's thinking of letting us get the classic organ. The one we can have for $10,000, but a big number to move."

She cuffed me soundly. "Wastrel! Letting these crazy musicians milk us blind! What do we need an organ for anyway?"

I got her in a tight headlock and said, in front of everyone, who now were standing around, "Are you quite through venting? Do you think we can hire talented musicians and not provide them with proper instruments?" I reached down to her crotch and swung her up high above me and twirled around. I nodded at the twins and tossed the body in their direction, as high as I could get it. She screamed and landed in their arms. I went over and put her on my shoulders. She pulled my hair and laughed, "Isn't he fun to fight with?"

Susan and Phyllis were giddy with glee and launched into a Souza march. We all trouped around, singing and chanting and letting off tension.

The dinner conversation was full of excitement. Organ talk, gold talk, diamond talk, whispers about sex with Theo. I had the twins on my lap, molesting boobs and thanking them again for the fine meal. They didn't want to go anywhere, but I stood and started talking.

"If I wasn't surrounded by so much talent, not to mention pulchritude, I would be really worried about the next couple of months. While we were getting dinner, the twins and I were talking about leaks. Sooner or later, things are going to get loose, so let's chat a little tonight about our game plan. Laura and Sarah, who are our best intelligence agents, think we should move up the launch date. That's a good idea, but will increase everyone's work load. Our earlier timeline was Memorial Day launch. Can we do better than that? What do you think?

Clara got up with a glint in her eye, walked over and punched me. "That's for being such a good boss." Everyone laughed. I got her in front of me and crossed arms under her breasts. "Any more troublemaking and I am going to attack your front viciously." She struggled, but I held firm. She said, "Please," and I let her go. The look back was hot and sultry.

"He is truly awful, especially when you are trying to be helpful." 

I made her sit on a high stool so I could be on the floor with her legs over my shoulder and begin massaging her feet. Envious glances came our way. Clara said, "This is another way he tortures you. Provides incredible massage while you are trying to talk..."

She took a deep breath, "Anyway, I think we should explore whether we can announce on May Day. It's a holiday in a lot of places, although not around here. That's about four weeks sooner than we planned. Susan and Karen and Phyllis have already done outstanding work on the graphic materials. The contractor for the gallery remodeling has been found, and Erica is talking to Kim and me about training for the gallery staff. The major holes are inventory to sell, and finance. Except for what Theo has in his head, the rest of us are in the dark about money. There isn't even a budget."

I pulled her down into my lap and said, "Thank you. That was very good, considering I spent most of it attacking you..." She cut me off with a hot kiss. Others made approving noises. Kim came over and kicked us both. "Find a room!"

That got a very big laugh. "This impossible son of mine seems to have us wired again. Let's take tomorrow to do the detailed plans that assume a May Day launch. I'll come around and talk to each of you during the day. Thank you in advance for your willingness to make an extra effort to make our launch successful."

Clara was all over me. The twins tried to pry her off. "Clara, you can't do him out here in front of everyone!" Giggles.

I picked her up, carried her to my room, tossed her on the bed and said, "Stay there, I'll be back."

I made a point of giving every woman at the dinner a long, warm kiss. The kiss they had been promised the other evening when they said I should take the offers from the university.

Susan whispered in my ear, "Theo, we asked some good organists about the Melchior organ that is for sale and they already want to play it! Told us it has a wonderful reputation."

I pulled her hair and said, "Nice work. Are we doing ok on Phyllis's problems?"

"Yes. Yes." She pulled Phyllis in close. "Tell him."

"Jack's lawyer has agreed to everything. Child support, no unsupervised visitation, no harassment."

She hugged me tightly and said, "My body needs another one of your treatments!"

There were more giggles. It seemed every woman in the room had a proposition for me.

I gathered up the twins. "Come with me."

When we got to my room, it turned out that Clara had faded into sleep. I took us to Kim's bed. She came in from the bathroom in a nightie and looked at the three of us. "What is this?"

"I promised the twins I would pay attention to their needs but Clara is sound asleep in my bed. May we sleep with you?"

"Sleep? Or?"

Sarah said, "We're too worn out for sex. We will just snuggle with you."

Kim came over and kissed everyone. "Brush your teeth and climb in there."

I was awake in the dark before dawn. My mind struggled with a giant to do list, but was distracted by the even breathing of four bodies in the bed. Three luscious, feminine wonders who loved me and worked their butts off for Parsons. The one next to me must have felt my erection against her thigh, because her breathing changed and she slowly turned into me with warm lips and wet tongue.

"Hmm." Fingers were running along the underside of me, the nails scratching lightly. The wet oozing out of the end of it got smeared around. I wondered if she was going to get on top and settle herself on the hard shaft.

She did. Carefully. Quietly. We were looking at each other with smiles when the door opened slowly and Clara stepped in. She stopped when she noticed Laura sitting on me, then advanced across the room and slipped in front of her friend. Laura squeezed me at the same time she pinched Clara's stiff nipples. My hands pulled the sex just in front of me to my lips. She was already wet, and flinched when my tongue found her clit. Laura was still being quiet, rising and falling on me.

Kim turned over in the gray dimness and said, "I knew I would find you fooling around in the morning." Sarah's sleepy head came up on the far side of Kim. "Oh that. Just a couple of horny babes and an oversexed teenager."

Clara mouthed, "She is going to suffer." I jammed my tongue into her cunt and she moaned. "Laura, hurry up, he promised me cock."

Laura was far gone anyway, and allowed herself to be tossed off, climaxing on the way. She landed on Kim with mouth open, one hand reaching for a Sarah tit to pinch.

Clara was on her back, legs high, cursing me. "You are wicked, getting us all excited and hot with your talk of diamonds and gold! When are the poor working girls going to see any of that!"

I pounded her hard. "I'll give you a working girl present! You don't know what a good deal you've got!"

She came with a cry and I followed, lying hard on her as I pulsed the last of my juice deep inside.

Sarah said, "I'll be last, do Kim."

She was ready for a hard workout, releasing the same tension the others were full of. I was stronger and harder than ever. Risks and danger agreed with me. The alpha male drive was in full control. She felt the rising tide of cock and cursed, "Good for nothing fucker, beating the life out of me!"

Her scream was especially loud as I released a hot load into her spasming cunt.

Sarah climbed on, saying, "You sure are full of stuff this morning. Her sex glistened as she slid smoothly into place. She had fabulous breasts, now illuminated by sunrise light. Her athlete's body moved easily, the Kegel muscles massaging all of me. She leaned down, laughing and extending a pink tongue. I said, "You are a sexy thing, young one."

The action of her hips was getting to me. "Look who's calling me young."

I rolled out of bed, holding her butt tightly, and walked us to the wall. My cock drove right into her cervix and she moaned. "Bully."

In ten strokes she was coming, long and loud. Laughter and giggles surrounded us. 

Breakfast was calm. Eyes kept flicking at me. "Alright," I finally said, "What's the deal?"

"We're worried about you," Kim said, pulling my hair and kissing the top of my head. Humming.

I said, "As long as I keep getting loving like last night and this morning, I'll be fine."

I looked at Selma, "Come over here." I pulled her in tight. "We are all going to give you a kiss and a hug. That is a big job you are going to in Nogales. We know you can do it. Probably best not to call us with any details. Tell Eduardo that Clemmie and I will be prepared to receive a list of construction materials when we see him on the weekend at DR's."

Her kiss was hot, too hot, and I swatted her sweet behind. Everyone laughed and grabbed her.

After she left, I looked at Susan and Phyllis. "You two are the next to leave. Do you have to take money with you if everything is ok?"

I was being kissed from both sides. "No, we can wire it to them as soon as a sales contract is signed."

"What about the gallery remodeling for it?"

"Karen and Clara already have drawings to an architect and a contractor."

I kissed them back and tickled their ribs. "Go get 'em!"

(cont'd in Ch 8 - Time Out for Football)



The Dark Lady Ch. 08



 Ch. 8 - Time Out for Football



After the Susan and Phyllis sendoffs to chase the organ, I was finishing breakfast when Clemmie arrived with a frown. "I had to sleep by myself last night."

I gathered her into my lap and kissed her. "I'm just an ass, as usual. Of all the women who deserved special attention last night, you were the one."

"Better. Keep talking. I might forgive you one of these months."

My hand was under her shirt, on a braless boob. My lips at her ear whispered, "Anything, name your price."

"Much better. Keep doing that, I'm thinking."

I walked us to the middle of the room. "See if I've learned how to defend that kick."

Her eyes gleamed as she skinned out of her jeans. The yellow high cut briefs looked awesome. We circled each other, hands high, feinting. She was on her toes, dancing, waiting for me to commit to a move. I knew the minute I did, she would counter with a whirling kick that would probably level me. I tried a move anyway, and was on the floor seconds later. She pounced. Kim clapped from across the room, walking to us and kneeling. 

"You have gotten really good with those moves. What about classes for the rest of us?"

I kissed Clemmie with a lot of tongue and she hung on tightly, saying to Kim, "I would do him right now, but I have to be professional. Remember your line, "Work now, sex later? That's me. DR has me studying two different texts that I will need in school this fall. He is a fantastic teacher and has even stopped trying to bed me." She stopped talking to Kim and looked at me. Her face softened and she said, "Theo! Don't look at me like that, it makes all my juices start up."

I walked us down the hall and onto my messy bed. Her pretty yellow briefs were gone in seconds and I was buried in her seconds later. "I'm declaring a temporary work holiday."

She wailed and twisted and jerked trying to avoid me, but that tough body full of karate moves was grooving on the big cock that had her pinned down.

She gave up and fell back. "Oh shit, just do me. I need you."

It was very tender to begin, and very wild at the end. Kim toweled us off after the shower and fixed Clemmie's hair. "I hope you know how good you are for Theo. He hugs me in the night and tells me about what an incredibly talented woman you are. I could get jealous..."

Clemmie was actually teary. "Oh my, how can I be professional when I keep crying happy tears around you two?" We hugged some more and shared one car to the office.

I sat on the sofa with Clemmie alongside, feeding me telephone messages. One of them was from Coach Lyle. I phoned him back right away. "You good for nothing pass receiver, Larry wants to know when you are going get your butt over there and scrimmage with the team?"

"Hey, I am good for nothing, I admit it. The gallery has me snowed under, but I promise to call him today and find a date."

"I like the sound of that. Let me know when, I want to watch. If they smash you flat, I'll know I made a terrible mistake!" He was cackling loudly as I rang off.

"He's not very nice," Clemmie said. I pulled her hair and said, "He's a coach, and it's a hell of a job keeping high school players motivated."

She climbed into my lap and whispered, "Theo, you do a fantastic job motivating your..."

Her tongue filled my mouth and her chest was mashed against mine. God, what a woman.

I pushed her down flat across my knees. "Clemmie, you destroy me. I am really, really restraining myself from attacking you right now."

She gave me twenty seconds of her best bedroom eyes, and then shifted back to business. "Carlos called you yesterday. I even managed to talk to him in Spanish, sort of. He's nice. Wants to know when you can practice."

"He should be in class right now, but see if you can raise him on his cell." I leaned back, running my hands over the fine body lying across my lap. 

She punched in the number and said, "Stop that. You are making me wet. Hello, Carlos, can you talk to Theo?"

She handed me the phone. "Hola, Carlos, I am bad. Can you and Arturo pick me up tomorrow after school and we'll go to my high school field? Coach says it is ok."

"Senor Theo, we are ready!" Clemmie gave him directions and eyed me after she clicked off. 

She smiled, "Loving your women and chasing gold and diamonds is not going to get you in shape for football season. Do you want me to be your trainer?" The look in her eyes spelled lots of trouble.

I leaned down to kiss her and work over the boob poking up from her blouse. "I suppose you are going to ration my sex life too?"

"If you can get it up after your daily workouts and run, I suppose that is ok." She sat up and straddled me just as Laura came in.

"I knew it. I just knew it. Can't keep your hands off each other." She leaned in for a double kiss.

Clemmie waved the fistful of pink slips at her. "He is making progress."

Laura said, "Susan called, she is so excited she could hardly talk. They have only been there an hour, but the owner let them play it right away. She couldn't stop telling me how divine the sound is. Asked if it was ok to fax you the sales contract for review."

"You've called Kim's lawyer?" She and Clemmie cuffed me. "That's what we get paid for, dummy, trying to stay one jump ahead of you."

"OK, smartypants, tell me what we should be worried about. In the deal and in the contract."

They sat on either side, still pulling on my hair and stealing kisses.

"It's over a hundred years old, so there isn't exactly a warranty!" They giggled. "But maybe, Susan and Phyllis should pay one of their expert friends to give it a workout, just to see where repairs may be necessary."

"The contract should have a schedule itemizing everything we are getting. That's important for the disassembly and reassembly, and the insurance."

"We should get some guarantee of assistance in working out any problems when it is back together at this end."

I pushed them down across my lap and kneaded their shoulders. "I suppose I shouldn't say this, but you are really good. I need to keep delegating things, especially since Clemmie says my physical training has to get in gear."

Laura went off to hand carry the draft contract to the lawyer. Clemmie and I cleaned up the rest of the phone slips. She said, "We have to get our act together about DR and Eduardo on Saturday."

I got her facedown across my lap this time, swatting gently at her behind. "Am I supposed to be getting some kind of message from what you are doing?"

"I'm just thinking about how smart you are and what a great geologist you are going to make."

"What does that have to do with beating my ass?" She sat up and laughed and kissed me hard.

In my ear, in a soft voice, "You keep flattering the hell out of me. And those swats feel real nice."

"Remember that the next time we get in a tough spot and I'm asking you to do something dangerous."

Kim and I were having lunch and organizing the next few hectic days, with the organ coming, the final proofs on the promotional materials for the jewelry program, Eduardo's men going to work, and a zillion other things. She gave me one of her "Theo's Mother" looks and said, "Clemmie told me you asked her to be your trainer."

I waited a moment and said, "Is that ok with you?"

Oh oh, now the look was soft and her hand was taking mine. "Theo, she is a wonderful woman and in love with you. I worry that your life is so complicated, and there is no room for a wife right now."

"I don't want to hurt her. Tell me what to do."

"I know this sounds cruel, but find a way to keep some distance between you. It is too soon to be bonded tight."

That night, I was in Clemmie's bed, with the alarm set for five. I was under orders to stop being a night owl and get a good night's sleep. She was helping by being my alarm clock and fixing the early coffee while I got my clothes on for a five mile run and an hour in the weight room.

I whispered in her ear, "I got some motherly advice today."

She turned into me. My finger caressed her breast. "She says we can't get too tight with each other or someone is going to get hurt."

I found her lips in the dark and kissed as tenderly as I could. She pressed herself tightly to me. "Theo, you louse, you hurt me already. All those beatings I have been getting. Midnight sex in the desert! Wrestling..." 

She paused, "You listen to me, I'm stuck on you like your other women, but I'm getting over the 'can't live without you' business." Another pause. "For the next several months, I'm your trainer and you are going to follow orders! You are going to get in great shape, and you are going to catch touchdowns for Larry and the team." Another kiss. "There. Do you understand?"

"What about the sex?"

"No sex unless you are meeting training goals. I am going to post a sheet for the others to see."

"I knew this was going to be tough."

"Damn right. Now fuck me and go to sleep."

Clemmie giggled the whole time I was in her, having a nice gentle orgasm at the end and pushing me off to sleep.

She hadn't told me she found a bicycle and bought a GPS watch. My breathing was labored and she was hissing. "Theo, the team calisthenics guideline for morning runs is seven minute miles. You aren't even under nine. Pick it up."

It was worse in the weight room. She had a sheet with a routine from Lyle on it, and the reps were ridiculous. "That's totally inadequate, but I'm letting you off easy today, because you have to practice with Carlos and his brother this afternoon, and I bet they are going to show you up. Take a shower and I'll fix breakfast."

I stood under the hot water and moaned. Maybe this football wasn't such a good idea after all.

At breakfast, I asked her, "Maybe I'm not good enough for college ball."

She glared, "Listen, asshole, if I can get out at this ungodly hour, you can do your exercises and thank me! Hurry up and finish, we have to get a lot of office work out of the way so you can practice in the afternoon."

On my high school field, Carlos and Arturo had a lot of fun running me breathless, but after half an hour, we started to click. Carlos' arm was something else. Walking back from what would have been a forty yard touchdown reception, I saw Lyle and some of the team coming out on the field in their no pads gear. Our quarterback was pounding Carlos on the shoulder. Lyle was walking over. "Don't get a swelled head, sonny, but that looked good. You might make the Arizona team after all. My guys would like to give you some opposition."

An hour later, we were headed to the showers, everyone smiling. I noticed Clemmie making her way out of the stands. She sneaked out here without telling me.

It was a Keeler dinner night and everyone was having a glass of wine, except me, when Clemmie spoke up. "You have to be nice to Theo, he has had a tough day. This is the start of football training. He made a mistake and asked me to be his trainer. He is going to be up and out at 5 am for the rest of the season. There won't be anything left of our relationship when this is finished, but he will be catching touchdowns for AU or else! Just for your information, he scrimmaged with the high school team today and caught eight touchdown passes in a row."

She came up to me and I kissed her chastely on the cheek. "No relationship?"

"None. You are making that team."

Clara came up to me, eyes dancing. "I'll bet she has rationed your sex life too."

"Don't rub it in. I already tried to quit and she said no."

She circled around me, batting her eyes. "Theo Parsons, you are not a quitter. Remember who you are. You already told us this is a team effort. You already asked our permission to do this." 

I looked up and saw a roomful of steely eyes. Oh shit. I took a deep breath. "Look, I'm sorry I sounded like a wimp just then. With your help and Clemmie's whip, I'll do this. Thanks for setting me straight."

We were in bed by nine. As she reached for the light, I said, "Sometimes I don't think I deserve all the good things you and the others do for me."

Her naked warm body slid back into my arms. "Don't put yourself down. You know as well as I do that training is hard and you swear a lot. Let it out. You can even beat me if you want." She giggled and got a wet kiss to sleep on.

The next day, my body behaved better and I called Larry. "Coach, I'm sorry for taking so long to call you. Things have been frantic over here, I've been working out with some of the high school team and I would like to take you up on the offer of a scrimmage."

"Yeah, I heard about you and that Mexican kid with the arm. What's his name?"

"Carlos Gutierrez. He is a dark horse you should take a look at. Can he and his brother, who is a terrific receiver, come with me?"

"I guess it won't hurt to see what the local schools have produced. What about Tuesday at ten?"

"Terrific, we'll bring our own scrimmage uniforms and be ready."

Clemmie jumped into my lap, with Laura standing there in the office, and said, "OK, we've got five days to tune you up!" 

I hugged her and pestered her boobs and said, laughing, "Clemmie, your tuneups would kill any ordinary guy!"

She was out of her dress in a flash, crouching in the middle of the room. "Parsons, see if you can pin me. Come get me, useless."

We circled each other, feinting. Laura brought an audience to the doorway. I charged, and she whiffed out of the way. Another couple of circles and I went for the kill. Oof, legs kicked out from under me again.

Cheers from the doorway. Someone compared me ignominiously to Linus. She grinned down at me, looking fantastic in those yellow briefs. I accepted the hand up, bowed, and kissed her politely.

She put her arms around my neck and said, "Theo, you are acting like a tiger and telegraphing your moves. You have to think and fight like a leopard."

I helped her back into the dress. The audience filtered away and Laura rubbed it in, "The score must be something like Clemmie 10, Theo 0." The two of them sat next to me on the sofa and I said, "Ok, now that I've been put in my place for the umpteenth time, what about work?"

We went to see Clara and her hard working crew. There were proofs of the posters and flyers spread out on tables. Gorgeous stuff. "We have to take a sample of these to DR tomorrow. Throw a fright into him about inventory by May 1. That's only eight weeks away."

Phyllis led me to the side where several pretty versions were done in Spanish with mission motifs. I hugged her. "You should be proud. These are all so good, customers are going to want to buy them."

Clara was next to me and said, "Marty came by and is blown away. Says her museum friends in Mexico City are going to be out of their minds with jealousy."

I asked, "Does she have ideas about marketing to Hispanics?"

Clara had an arm around my neck and whispered, "It's scary what she and Kim are planning. This is going to make such a splash. There is going to be a select media event two days in advance. Kim has already talked to just a few editors in New York and promised them exclusives if they would come out. Can you believe, she told them that her staff is so beautiful and accomplished that there will be no professional models!"

That afternoon at six, Clemmie and I were relaxing on the sofa at Keeler with her wine as others filtered in for dinner. Carlos and I had had a fantastic session with Lyle and his team in the afternoon. Passes flying everywhere. Since Tuesday was coming, I told Carlos to give me the hardest hits he could, and I told the defenders to try every dirty trick they could since this is what I will face in college ball. 

Clemmie had my hand on her front. "I thought you were off limits for the duration?"

"I'm the trainer. I make the rules. You looked awesome out there today."

Clara came and sat on the floor next to us. She was growing every day in her job. A month ago and she would have been scared to death of what was developing at the gallery. I reached out and caressed her face and said, "You are going to be queen of the gold and diamond business pretty soon. When the customers see that auction necklace photograph in the brochure, sitting so comfortably between gorgeous tits, they are going to demand that they get to buy the necklace and the model too!"

Clara blushed and others standing around clapped. Karen and Susan played a flourish. I got Clemmie to let me up and walked Kim into a corner. "Clara told me about your media plan. Outstanding, especially the part about no professional models. You have a great collection of female bodies here. What about giving everyone a chance to model the merchandise? Some of the images could even be a little risque, like a bare chest with a special gem on it, but no recognizable parts of the body?"

She beat me. "Typical macho male! Clara! Come over here." I put my hand down her front and she kept beating on me. Clara asked, "What now. Do you want help?"

"He's going to take pictures of our naked tits with the necklaces and put them in the brochures!"

This got me pushed up against the wall. An unhappy audience. "Chauvinist pig." "Degrading women again."

I put on my strongest male voice, "Last time I looked, Parsons was a business. Beauty sells. Especially the kind of bare beauty right in front of me. Are you trying to tell me you are so embarrassed about your chests that I have to go to Hollywood to hire big titted bimbos for our jewelry photos?" I growled at them.

Silence. 

Kim walked away from me and started taking off her blouse. Others got the message. Shortly, there were eight tanned torsos with a magnificent collection of breasts revealed.

"That's better. Look around and tell me why I would think about going elsewhere for models."

Karen came up to me, looking incredible and said, "He's right. He's a chauvinist, but he's right. You all look great."

I said to Clemmie, "Grab some lotion for me." To Karen, I said, "Stand still right where you are for a moment." Working from behind, I liberally massaged lotion on her breasts, which were truly fine. She grinned and said, "Do we have to do this in public?"

I worked around in front and knelt before her. She was aroused and the nipples were sticking out a mile. "Close your eyes and don't say anything."

I began gently slapping the swaying boobs. A marvelous pink color spread across her chest. I slapped a little harder. These were classic nordic breasts. High, firm, round. The uniform rose color was exactly what the photographer wanted.

I faced the crowd. "The Parsons diamond necklace is going to be auctioned for charity sitting right there between those. It is worth at least a hundred thousand extra for the the way it shows off the model's charms!"

The room oohed and aahed. Fingers were working on other tits. The twins were rubbing on each other. Karen opened her eyes, smiling through tears. Kim and I gathered her in for hugs and kisses.

"Theo, she whispered, "I came out there. I really did. It was hard to hold it in. I love you and hate you at the same time. Are you serious about photographing the Parsons diamond on me?"

I glanced at Kim and she whispered, "I wouldn't think of anyone else. Do you think we can keep the press from finding out who owns the mystery Parsons tits?"

Others were listening and wrestled Karen to the floor. "I want to taste the mystery tits." "Yes, me too." "What about the rest of her?"

Susan came up to me with her own impressive tits still exposed. "Theo, that was so much fun. I think Karen is impressed to all hell about having the mystery tits."

I pulled her close and licked the Susan tits. "There are lots of fine tits in this room. A guy would have to be crazy to look elsewhere."

"Thank you. Girls worry about their boobs the way guys worry about their penises, I guess."




The Dark Lady Ch. 08



"And they both know that bigger isn't necessarily better." My hands were still working on her. "What's the latest on the organ?"

She backed me into a corner as the others went for food. "Keep doing that. Will you take me to bed tonight? It's been too long." She pushed a hand down the front of my pants. "I've been told I have to play your organ first." 

My hands beat a tattoo on her back. "You are an exceedingly bad girl." I swung her up on my shoulders and paraded us to the buffet, saying "She has to be punished. She is holding out on me about the organ." I lifted her down and Laura handed her the missing tee shirt. Now Susan was almost as pink as Karen.

So everyone could hear, she said, "It is all crated up and scheduled to leave Missouri tomorrow in a special van. After it gets here in several days, they say it will take perhaps a month to put it back together with needed maintenance, and then retune the pipes. I told them a May performance date was not negotiable. "

I was on the floor with Clemmie after dinner. Our backs were against the wall and we were entertaining Susan and Phyllis on our laps. Betsy was supposed to be sleeping in the back, but appeared at the doorway looking for her mom. Actually, she had a roomful of moms. Clara scooped her up and brought her over. She sat on Phyllis' back and laughed. "Momma." Phyllis sat up and placed her in my lap. "Play with your new daddy."

I leaned over. "It's nice to have a single mom in the group. Keeps us grounded about the real world."

Her tongue licked at me. I asked, "So you got to play the Melchior organ and liked it. We aren't going to have just a loud theatre style organ?"

They bubbled and giggled with excitement. Betsy looked at her mom curiously ."Oh Theo, this is a musician's organ. The sound just lifts you up and floats you away."

I waved Clara back. "You are telling me we stumbled into something special in the organ world and we have to treasure and safeguard it?" They held hands and said to each other, "He understands. He is not even a musician." I handed Betsy to Clemmie and pulled them in. "I think we just found another way to help launch the new line. If you are right, distinguished organists will be interested in playing concerts on it. For their own enjoyment and others' too. What if you looked around for someone really high up on the list of great organists and we found a way to entice him or her to come for an inaugural concert the day before our jewelry announcement? Fills the gallery to overflowing. Lots of excited musicians from around Tucson and UA will want to be here. The word of mouth and the press coverage will be terrific."

Clara was pulling my hair and the women had swooned right in front of me. "Too much, too much..."

Clemmie was holding Betsy to her bosom and grinning ear to ear.

"I have another question. I heard that organs are very sensitive to acoustics. Shouldn't we be hiring someone to check out our location? Hang some dampers or something like that? If there is all this hoopla and the sound is dead, we will look awfully silly."

Clara stopped pulling and started kissing. Clemmie handed Betsy to Clara and punched me. "The last time this happened, I had to become an instant seismometer expert. Now I am supposed to work with these two and quick find an acoustics expert. One who knows about organs." She draped herself over my head and nibbled on my ear.

I kissed and whispered, "It has to be done, doesn't it?"

"Yes, damn it. What would we do without you thinking ahead?"

Everyone was cleaning up and getting ready to leave. I grabbed Susan and told her I lusted after her fine body but Clemmie was in charge and I had to get up early again tomorrow. "There is a big scrimmage at the U on Tuesday and I don't get any hall passes until after that."

She licked my ear and said, "You mean pussy passes, don't you? I'll talk to Clemmie."

Clara was back, "God damn it, Theo, you are scaring the shit out of me with your big ideas. Kim and I and Marty are leaving for New York on Sunday night to look for inventory. It's not easy, you know, to find good stuff."

Phyllis came over with baby in arms. "Say goodnight to Daddy." 

"Night, Daddy." 

Talk about melting me. I kissed the tip of her nose and said, "After we get through that list of pedigreed organists, I want to sit there and hear you play the Melchior."

Her hand squeezed mine. "Thank you, boss... and lover."

Clemmie and I were in the kitchen with the twins. She said, "These two want to come back to the house with us. I told them about the rules and they said ok. They said we will need breakfast, and lunch to take to the ranch. Ok?"

"Have I ever been able to say no to these two?" They laughed and said, "But you beat us. Beat our backsides terribly."

When we told Kim she could only come along if she wanted to get up at five, that cooled her enthusiasm. "My own bed will be fine. Give me a ring and fill me in after you get there."

I was driving when Clemmie's phone chimed. She looked at it and said, "Hi Carlos. What's up? By the way, you looked terrific today. Wait until those college guys see you on Tuesday."

Lots of quick Spanish coming over the phone. "Hang on a sec, let me ask."

"Carlos says he is not supposed to know, but his mom said his dad will be at the ranch tomorrow with Eduardo, and if Carlos and Arturo came with us, they would get a chance to see him."

"Tell him fine and bring the balls. Make a rendezvous for six-thirty."

I looked over the back seat and found eyes on me. "I didn't want to scare Clara worse than I was, but you know Cinco de Mayo is May 5? Well, that gives us a whole week between the first and the fifth to have special programs, concerts and introductions. The end of the week we will devote to doing things that relate to the festival. I'm thinking Carlos and Arturo and their mom would be the right people to help organize that end of things."

Strangled moans from my passengers. "Here's some more. Selma and Marty and Manuel's wife can go to work finding authentic silver jewelry in Mexico to be part of our collection. There might even be time to engage a silversmith to do a basketful of small pieces that could sell for ten or twenty dollars so this isn't just a rich people's party."

Sarah's knuckles were hitting my skull hard. "Theo," she said in a very low voice, "Kim and Clara are going to lock you in a windowless room if you don't stop spouting these incredible ideas."

We were pulling up to Clemmie's house and I promised no more ideas tonight. I was beat from a long week and let the three of them boss me here and there, throwing a bag together for the trip in the morning, and remembering to bring my workout shoes. 

They insisted that I lay out on a big towel on the bed while three pairs of hands worked oil into me. They were naked and a little sweaty and the odors were fine. They turned me over and commented about how floppy I was. "Clemmie, what have you done to him. There is nothing there."

"He is learning, slowly, that you can't be a Division I pass receiver and Lothario at the same time. At least not when you are as out of shape as he is."

A tongue licked me, testing for reaction. Nothing. I closed my eyes. I didn't deserve this much loving attention. 

"Are we going to sleep like this, with me greasy?" The light went out and three lips said good night. Oh man.

At five am, four bodies stumbled to the shower and took turns getting themselves degreased. I tried to tell the twins to go back to bed, it was still dark, but they clung to me and asked if they could please, pretty please, come along. They wanted to see DR's ranch, DR's woman, and the latest pile of gems. They said they would sit in the way back of the SUV, and do all kinds of chores when we got there.

I looked at Clemmie, who rolled her eyes and nodded. The twins were nakedly pressing their gorgeous fronts into me, and this morning I was definitely hard. I pushed them away, threatening another attack on their persons, and said they could come.

This produced a whirlwind of activity, and we pulled away from the house at six with two perfectly formed females nestled in a giant mound of food and gear in the cargo space.

Carlos and Arturo were waiting when we drove up, and had their mom, Maria, too. The twins were keeping their heads down in the back while Clemmie and I gave all three members of the Gutierrez family a warm welcome. We were several miles down the highway when there was a little noise from the rear of the car. Carlos looked over the seat and said to his mom, "Chicas guapas."

Clemmie mouthed, "Pretty girls," and we smiled. Maria said, "You have stowaways?"

Everyone laughed. A pair of hands came over the seat and worked in Carlos' hair. He went rigid. "Carlos," Sarah said, "we hear your throwing arm is like steel and Theo can't hold on to your passes."

Carlos relaxed and the arms retreated. "Theo has great hands. When I played for my high school, the receivers dropped more than they caught. It was discouraging, but we still won games. Theo never drops my passes..."

Clemmie said, "Carlos, you and Theo need a strategy for Tuesday. Those college guys will be gunning for you. I think Theo should drop your first three passes and look bad doing it. The AU guys will think the two of you are amateurs and relax. Then you throw three different passes in a row, and Theo runs each one in for a touchdown."

She added, "By the way, those hands from the back belong to one of our gymnasts. The cheering section is coming Tuesday with almost nothing on and is going to do pyramids and somersaults and distract your opposition."

Carlos and I exchanged looks. She was not only my trainer, but our offensive coach. "Senor Theo, she has a good idea." He hesitated at the end and Clemmie filled in, "For a woman." She stared at him. "Carlos, if you are not careful, we will beat on you like we do Theo."

Maria spoke to her son in rapid Spanish. Carlos was responding "Si," many times. Clemmie giggled and reached back for Maria's hand. The two of them had a few words in Spanish that I didn't catch.

Clemmie grinned at me and said, "You don't need to know."

We drove into the ranch and there was a welcoming committee on the porch. Maria rushed into the arms of Manuel and was swung around in a circle receiving a hot kiss. Evie had her arms around DR, and Selma was with Eduardo. The twins piled out of the back and ran around giving kisses everywhere and turning somersaults. Carlos looked at me and shook his head. I motioned to the sack of balls and we started tossing one back and forth. The women decided breakfast should be outside in the sun and we were told to wash up. Carlos whispered to me, "That woman is special. My mom told me to respect her."

I whispered back, "Carlos, she is very special. She kisses me and beats me and I get lots of loving."

He asked, "Why you let them beat you?"

"It is the secret to great loving. They get all excited and you have many benefits." I laughed with him. "Try this with your girlfriend and see what happens." Arturo was taking it all in and smiling himself.

After breakfast, the men had fresh coffee and talked about the mine. I noticed Clemmie walking off with Maria but said nothing.

Manuel had ten men with green cards who could cross the border easily. They were happy to work for Manuel, who was a relative of most of them. He was paying twice agricultural wages

There was talk of fencing. A lot of fencing. Manuel said a jeep with an augur was needed. Clemmie was back and said, "I will be happy to find a jeep with a big augur!" Her eyes were dancing and everyone laughed. Manuel said something to her in Spanish and she blushed. Selma was nearby and gave Manuel a good cuff. He looked daggers at her and said, "You are learning bad manners across the border." He hadn't even finished that when Maria had him in an armlock, whispering in Spanish. Eduardo and DR laughed loudly. 

Manuel stood and pointed, "Go! We have work to do." The women went back into the house, giggling.

DR said, "Manuel, I don't understand this new way the women have, but Theo thrives on it, and every time he comes to the ranch there is another beautiful woman on his arm."

Manuel's eyes were dark and he muttered to himself.

By noon, we had sorted out security, permits, fencing, and the first two or three week's work. For now, the men would go home on weekends, except for a rotating patrol. Theo agreed to design and install an Internet server with a satellite connection in a protected location at the old mine site. A mesh WiFi network would pick up a dozen cameras and make them accessible remotely over a secure connection.

Clemmie sat at one end of the table, recording all the decisions on her laptop. Eduardo leaned over and gestured at the machine. "It is necessary to learn that, we need to communicate across the border by Internet."

At lunch, Maria had her husband at the end of the table, talking fast in Spanish. Clemmie said to me, "She is telling him that the women at the community center have been teaching her about the computer and she will teach him."

I said to Eduardo, "The new company should buy everyone a good computer, and pay for the network connection." He looked at me and nodded. "Si."

After lunch, Carlos and Arturo and I cleared off a patch of desert of the worst rocks and ran patterns. Catching our breath in the shade of a tree, we decided on our three bad plays for Tuesday. Arturo made suggestions about dumb pass receiver moves. Telegraphing with eyes or knees, and so on. I said, "Arturo, you are such an expert, let's make one of the three dumb plays be yours." We all laughed and went out to work on the three good plays. 

When we got back to the ranch house, the women were having a meeting with DR about jewelry orders and designs. There was a bottle of wine and glasses in use. The women were impressed by DR's samples, and several sketches he had done of pieces with a Southwest motif.

I sat on a bench behind Clemmie and ran my fingers down her back. She didn't turn but I could see her smile, and I could see Maria and Evie eyeing me. Selma was somewhere with Eduardo and Manuel talking about the company and employment details.

For the first time all week, I felt relaxed. Football was under control. The Mexicans were going to do a fabulous job at the mine. I whispered to Clemmie, "Tell them about the shopping trip. They are leaving tomorrow."

She was very careful with our amazing jeweler and geologist. "DR, we can't wait to see these in real gold from the mine. But all the signals are that demand is going to be large, maybe stupendous. Kim and Marty and Clara are going to New York tomorrow to shop for nice things to have in a second line that would be less expensive than the work you are going to do. Kim feels that we should not end up with a lot of disappointed buyers."

DR squinted at her. "I might have known Theo's smart women would figure something like that out. If you are worrying about insulting me, don't. You especially, Clemmie. How many times have you turned me down? An ordinary man would have gone off the deep end by now." 

He laughed uproariously. Evie and Maria frowned. Clemmie moved into my lap and made a show of giving me a hot kiss.

DR cackled some more. "Look at that. She really is a one man woman." He walked over and kissed the top of her head. "Theo, this one is special. Treat her right."

Now everyone was smiling and the meeting broke up so dinner prep could start. I kissed the one man woman on her cheek and said, "The desert rat is a fan of Clemmie."

She pulled my hair and said, "This is making me teary. I have to go work."

The twins insisted on staying with Clemmie and me on Sunday night when we got back from the ranch. Even with their warm bodies around me, the five am training call was cruel. The trainer was worse, prodding me with her toe and calling me a lazy no account wannabe football player.

Three hours later, on the way to the office, I was pulling up her blouse and tickling her ribs,

"Stop that. You are going to cause a wreck. What's got into you?"

"I have the world's best trainer and was just saying thank you. What is at the top of the priority list this morning?"

"We have to get all that fencing on order. And look for a used jeep with an augur..."

I leaned over, "My augur is not good enough for you?"

She laughed and said, "Manuel did not think that was funny. But Maria and Selma are working on him."

"So I should be talking to Erica about the visa business?"

"Yes, and go see Karen and Susan about the organ while I get the mail and messages organized."

When I got to Erica's office, she went to the door behind me and locked it. 

"You've been ignoring me. How do you expect HR to function without some loving?"

I had her against the wall in a full body press when I answered, "You are one hot woman that I have been neglecting. I admit it. But Clemmie has me under her thumb. You have seen her at work. She is completely single minded, and sex for me is well down the list."

She grabbed my ears and I stuffed my tongue down her throat. "The grapevine tells me you are going to scrimmage with the big guys from AU tomorrow."

"Yes, I am probably going to be flattened on every play. Maybe my football career will be over after the scrimmage."

"I'll believe that when I see it. You are here about Manuel, aren't you? How did the weekend go?"

"He is strong, smart, and a born leader. We really need him."

"I had a conversation with the regional Director the other day and she sounded encouraging. Told us to get everything in writing, find some character references they can check, and send it over."

"Good. Selma can help with the Spanish. By the way, we are probably going to hire his wife, Maria, who lives here with the two sons, to help with jewelry design and acquisition in Mexico. I'll ask Selma to produce a consulting agreement in Spanish and English for you to review."

All this time, I was pressing and wiggling on her body, which was coming back at me harder and harder.

"Do you do quickies? In the office?"

"Let's meet at Keeler at four and take our time. I'll tell Clemmie it is matter of mental health."

The kiss was hot. "Mental health. I'll remember that."

I was still cooling down from torrid Erica when I reached the Arts and Music Program hideout. The tables were covered with a new set of posters and flyers. I pointed and raised my eyebrows.

"Those are the second generation. To use a month or so after the first."

They clustered around me for a kiss. "Is working together still fun? Better than school?"

"Theo, we shouldn't say this, but we are unleashed! Every day we have a new idea and we get to chase it. We don't have to ask permission. We don't have to draft horrible memos. We just do it!"

"So being seduced by one of your students wasn't all bad?"

The attack was brutal. "Theo! We are not answering that. You will get a swelled head. We are decent women!" That set off a terrific round of giggles and laughter. I said, "You can't tell anyone, but Clemmie admitted that if the scrimmage goes well tomorrow, she is handing out chits for close encounters with me." The pounding got harder. 

"Actually, I came to ask about the organ."

"Come, we will show you." There was a small parade to the back of the atrium, where a large alcove had been partitioned in place. Electrical wiring was in progress and taping of the sheetrock was almost completed. 

Karen said, "The van is coming tomorrow morning. We will put up some tape to make an area for arranging the pipes and console and inner works. It's all going together wonderfully." She kissed me and drew some whistles from the tapers. "Hey, we are deserving too..."

Back in my office, Clemmie pointed to the sofa and sank into my lap. "Tell me."




The Dark Lady Ch. 08



I whispered in her ear, "It's not just my backpressure, those women are getting desperate. They were all over me just now. I promised Erica some loving at four at Keeler."

She bit my ear. "HR loving is not in training program!"

"Clemmie, be real. She is needy."

The karate champ had me in an aggressive headlock. "I'm needy too, and I have to sleep with you!"

I pulled her to me. "Ok, ok, I know I have to concentrate on tomorrow. But if I don't get massacred, there is going to be sex afterwards."

In her toughest voice, she said, "Yes. And I am first!"

I called Larry and connected. "Coach, we are ready for scrimmage tomorrow. I was wondering if you would do me a favor, and let Carlos be my quarterback for just a few plays at the start. Then we will follow your direction."

"OK, but my guys are already talking about these wimps from high school. Be prepared."

That got me thinking and I called Carlos. "Hi, Coach Larry says the three of us can run some plays at the beginning. That's what we want, but it makes me nervous. Can Clemmie and I come to you after school and have a little more practice?"

"Si. Meet at my house at 3:30."

Clemmie was excited to get out of the office. She wanted to drive and gave me her toughest stare when I said ok. Juan Fangio, here we come.

I said on the way across town, "I want you to find a time to coach Carlos about pretending to be really pissed at me for dropping his passes. Tell him he is a proud, strong quarterback and this dumb gringo keeps dropping his passes."

She looked at me. "Shit, Theo, if this works, it is going to be all over town."

"That's the idea, isn't it? Are you and the twins going to show up in your Parsons outfits?"

Another stare. "I'm not telling. You have to wait."

Carlos and Arturo and I were on an empty street beyond his house. There was some kind of electricity in the air. Wherever Carlos threw, I was there. Finally, he said, "Senor Theo, you have to practice dropping some!" Arturo laughed.

Clemmie walked over to Carlos. "He will drop some now, but..." Her voice dropped and I went down the street. I actually had to lecture myself about how to drop a reception. 

I came back to the line and Arturo called the play. Halfway down the field, knowing the ball was over my right shoulder, I turned my head to the left and felt it zoom by on the other side. There was a great oath back up the street, and Carlos was pounding his thighs in disgust. His stare would cripple his regular receiver. I hung my head and said, "Sorry."

The next one was hard and fast in the flat. I was traveling at high speed across the path of the ball and deliberately pulled a dumb trick of getting beyond it and trying to reach back. The ball grazed my hand and bounced in the street. This time the oath was louder and the face really stormy. I walked up and high fived him. "Carlos, any ordinary receiver would be running for the bench after doing that to you."

He said, "Theo, you and I could play pro ball together. I know it."

I put my arm around his shoulder and said, "Amigo, we will give them a little show tomorrow, eh?"

I was driving back, with Clemmie's head in my lap. I had my hand on her boob, with her hand on top of mine. "Theo, I want you to let me meet Erica at four. Drive to my house, and I'll drop you off. Take a shower and then sit on the floor in the living room and meditate on your hands and the ball finding each other. Just that. Visualize all the ways the ball comes at you, good and bad, and how your hands find it, time after time."

"The twins and I will bring you dinner tonight. No other company. No distractions."

In fifteen minutes, I was warm and damp and sitting on the floor. What she said was working. Each time, my hands gathered the ball in and my body headed full tilt for the end zone. The bad ones had my body twisting and reaching and making incredible catches.

They gave me an hour by myself. The dinner was rare roast beef, mashed potatoes. Green salad. A glass of milk. I looked up and her eyes were firm, no alcohol.

There wasn't much talk, but I sensed a force in the room. My mind was reeling from the pressure of three fierce females leaning on me. Their message was unmistakable. This is it, Theo, a big moment. You are going to do it, for yourself and for us.

I got a rubdown from the three naked bodies. Just like the other night. Their fingers got softer and softer and I was gone.

I was alone in the bed and the sun was on me. Eight o'clock. I headed for the bathroom. They were coming out, dressed for work and looking great. 

"Theo, we have done all we can. It's up to you now. We have to go to the office and will see you over at the field. Maria is bringing Carlos and Arturo."

I had coffee and toast. My mind was a blank, but that was probably ok. I looked at the morning paper without really seeing it. Clemmie had my car in the driveway, and my gear was in the back. I drove over on a new spring morning. Not too hot. Carlos and Arturo were just getting out of their car as I drove up. Maria gave each of us a motherly hug and a kiss. We dropped our stuff on the sidelines and checked the field. Fast and hard. Good for passing. We ran a few drills as AU bodies filtered out of the runway to the dressing room. I said hello to Buster, their quarterback, and introduced my friends. He was cordial and made more introductions. These were big guys, the kind you got when you picked from the top five percent of high school players. I made a point of saying hello to the defensive ends and thanking them for the chance to work out. I could tell they were checking me against the pass receivers they had played against, but weren't giving anything away. 

Larry showed up and lead us through fifteen minutes of warmup calisthenics. He announced that Carlos was angling for a walkon shot at the team, and had been practicing with me. He detailed an offensive line for us, and we went out to midfield. I huddled with Carlos and said, "This is going to be hard, watching me drop three. Get mad, but hang in there."

We hadn't been paying attention, but the sidelines now held nearly fifty people. Lyle was there with his players. Carlos told me his principal was with some teachers and students. Suddenly, six women stood, leaving long coats behind to reveal amazingly brief royal blue outfits on incredible bodies. Someone turned on a boombox and football music carried across the field. One of the bruisers from the defense said, "What the fuck?"

They were definitely distracted, especially when the bodies started tricks up and down the sideline.

Carlos hollered, "Ready?" and the lines went down. On the snap, I was off as fast as I could go. The throw was long and perfect. It sailed past my off shoulder and bounced high. The defensive end said something like, "Gotta keep your eye on the ball," as we walked back. He hadn't kept up, and would have been nowhere had I caught the ball.

The next two plays were painful. Arturo dropped one with tight coverage. The moans from our fans were getting louder. Lyle looked really pissed. Buster was talking to Larry, probably asking what the deal with me was. One of the hardest things I had ever done in football was screwing up the third pass in the flat.

Larry was walking out on the field when I called, "Just one more, coach, just one more."

The next play was long, with a route between the safeties. They weren't paying attention, because I had yards of clear field when I tucked it in on the twelve yard line for an easy touchdown.

Larry had words for his defenders and nodded when I asked for another play. In the huddle, Carlos said down and across and back. This required me to run like crazy all over the field, finally scooping the ball in for another touchdown. Larry was even less happy and smiled at me when I asked, "Once more?"

I told Carlos, "This is it, left corner of the end zone."

Nobody thought Carlos had an end zone arm, but the ball arced up and fell into my arms like magic. Touchdown. The sidelines were screaming.

Larry called a break and gestured us over. "You are a bunch of smartasses, but my guys needed that. Carlos, I want you to train with us. We will see about a scholarship if we can. You will make a great backup to our first string quarterback. Now take a break, I want to see Theo with Buster."

For an hour, Buster and I had a throwing party. For the first ten completions, the defenders played it straight. Finally, they were mad enough to try some dirty stuff. I was ready, thanks to the practice Lyle had organized.

One defensive end tried to get his foot in between mine for a trip, and I let him succeed in a way that would have gotten him a foul for pass interference. Larry called him on it and he wasn't a bit happy.

We mixed it up for several more plays and Larry said that was enough. As we walked off, Buster said, "With those hands and my arm, I think we can win some games this fall." He punched me and I smiled. "Sure thing. You have a nice way of getting the ball to where you say it is going."

Lyle and Larry were standing together as I came off the field. Lyle said, "Your new coach says you might make a pass receiver some day. Nice going." Then he added, "It took some balls to start out that way. I was really pissed until I saw what you were doing."

Larry said, "I hope I get wind of it before you try that again." He was smiling.

I pointed to Clemmie, who wasn't far away, standing with the other cheerleaders. "You see that nice package there. She is the local women's karate champion, and starting at AU this fall in geology. That whole strategy this morning was her idea." I waved her over.

I introduced them and the coaches told her what a nasty trick she pulled. They were laughing, and she said, "We knew Theo was good, so we thought a little excitement would help!"

Larry said, "I've got a couple of football players who wish you hadn't thought of that excitement."

Clemmie was pushing forward a pretty girl in a cheerleading costume. "This is Angie Sanchez, Carlos' girlfriend. She and her friends came with some of his classmates to cheer Carlos on today." 

Angie had a lovely smile and Larry said, "I'm very happy to meet you. Your boyfriend is a terrific passer. I think he might make our team this fall."

She let out a little screech and dashed off to hug Carlos.

Everyone was heading out when a young guy came running up. "Are you Theo Parsons?" I nodded and he said, "That was some scrimmage this morning. Between the two quarterbacks, you caught almost twenty passes. Not counting the ones you dropped on purpose. Could I get a quick picture of you and Carlos?"

On the way out, Carlos said, "My principal and Angie's mother would like to say hello." We diverted to the sidelines, where the high school group was still standing. We got another cheer. The principal was very warm in his welcome. "Mr. Parsons, you have done so much for Carlos, and for our school. Thank you. It is hard, getting attention to the Hispanic majority schools, and you have helped us a lot."

Mrs. Sanchez was more effusive. "Theo, Maria has told me about you and now I meet you." She had a terrific hug and a big smooch on my cheek. Angie was standing there with her arm around Carlos and said, "Mama, don't get carried away. It was only football." Carlos leaned down and kissed her. "Only football?" Angie looked at me, "If I wasn't around, Carlos would never study. I tell him if he wants me at his side, he better get A's." Then she got me in a clinch herself and kissed me softly. Carlos rolled his eyes. Arturo was in the back, laughing. Now it was Maria's turn. She put her arm around me and whispered, "Selma says she will arrange for me to beat you." I picked her up and threw her into Carlos' and Arturo's arms, everyone screaming and shouting.

That evening, Keeler was bedlam. The room was full of instant football experts. Clemmie had turned them loose and my lips were getting sore from constant kisses. The groping was fierce too. Clemmie rolled her eyes at me, and shook her head. The trainer was first. Someone brought the phone over and put Kim on speaker. "Theo, you are on tv! We saw it here. You are famous!"

The room cheered. I blushed. I said to Kim, "Clemmie gets all the credit. She kicked me out of bed in the morning and she called the plays for us."

Someone called, "Coach," from the back of the room, and others took up the chant. "Coach, coach, coach." Clemmie was in my arms, almost fainting. Kim said, "We are coming home tomorrow night. You will be pleased. We have to go to dinner now with another dealer. Everything is late here."

The women brought us coffee and sat around. I leaned down and whispered in Clemmie's ear, "Susan is going home with us tonight."

She kissed me and said, "Theo, I can't say no. You were so good out there today. Your trainer is in seventh heaven." The other women tickled her for that. A voice said, "We should all get some. We can just strip down right here..."

Hisses and a little humming and then a lot of laughing.

I stood and said, "When you all told me to do this, I promised kisses, so everyone line up."

They got my best long, hot passionate kisses and dropped in place. Pillows were tossed around.

When I got to Susan, I whispered, "I keep my promises." She jumped and said, "Tonight?"

I growled, kissed her again and went to the next hugging, loving wonderful body.

I got the heavy bottle of Grand Marnier and went around the room, glugging a mouthful and sharing with one after another. This got me cuffing, and giggles and bodies landing on me. Sarah and Laura were brutal. "We don't want your spit. We want something else. Will you go for a run with us in the morning?"

I whispered, "Come to Clemmie's and wake up three bodies at that location. But not before eight!"

Clemmie finally announced she was taking the football player away, and we stole out. Susan had her own car and followed.

Clemmie was back in trainer mode. "Take him to the bedroom," she said to Susan, "and undress him. I'm not sure how much action we are going to get. I'll bring some beer."

Her hand on my butt was firm. "Get in the bathroom, do your teeth and the toilet and come back."

Before I finished, two naked bodies were peeing and brushing and we climbed into bed. I was pushed into the middle. They lay on me and discussed my male equipment and its shortcomings at that moment. Soon, they were making out with each other. I squeezed some lotion out of the tube on the night table and applied it in the best places. Things were heating up. 

"You think you can frolic like that and not get a reaction from me?" The smell of aroused pussy was everywhere.

"Actually, you are going to sleep now, and we will have better loving when you are able."

They covered us up and pressed their backsides against me and we slept right through the night.

There was a sneak attack exactly at eight. Two bodies, minus clothes, crept under the covers and applied kisses indiscriminately. I was hard, very hard. Four fantastic bodies in bed with me at once.

I pulled Susan up close and asked, "Have you had sex with three horny women watching?"

She hid her head in my shoulder and giggled, "No! I haven't really had any girl sex either."

Her dear friends started to correct that situation while I went to do the coffee. Screams and moans came from the bedroom.

I came back with a tray and asked, "Any room for a cock in there?"

The twins poked their heads out, laughing and saying, "Nope, this is just girl stuff in here."

I extracted Susan and firmly impaled her on my anxious cock. "Theo! Right now? Here?"

Her eyes were wide as saucers and her nipples sticking out a mile. I gave them some extra attention. Her cunt was liking me and squeezing on every thrust. The twins were talking to her, "Doesn't he feel good in there? Theo is just the greatest lover ever. Give him some action. Bounce on him and wiggle those glorious tits."

Prim and proper Susan was rapidly being liberated by the drumbeat of sex around Parsons and me. She wiggled and giggled and was about to say something to me when I shifted gears and her body was carrying her away. One of the twins had her clit and the other had her nipples. Clemmie was up against the wall, smiling at the fun. In another twenty seconds, the piano player had completely lost it. I spurted into her as she screamed loudly and came. I sat us on the edge of the bed and crammed her back down on my cock, which was plenty hard. 

"Theo, I've never had sex like that. It's even better than the night of the concert. What am I supposed to do when the shedevils and you are all after me at once?"

Clemmie was naked again and standing in front of Susan, twisting her nipples viciously. "It's my turn. Grab the shedevils and shower down. You can make some eggs while he takes care of me."

I was pushed down and my face slapped. "There. That's for following my training instructions so well. Do me while I think about other moves I could make on you."

What she really wanted was to get me in her and roll around, kissing, biting, and whispering little words about loving me. It didn't take long before she was yelling and I was losing my second load into her fine cunt. What a morning. This was better than a run. Much better.

The other three brought wet cloths and cleaned up Clemmie, adding lots of kisses. I grabbed the lotion and worked on her tough body, telling her that I was her alpha and I wasn't done and she was to obey, or else.

"You are doing that Laugh or Cry business on me again."

"You bring it on yourself. Come here. We need to talk."

"When you say that, we always end up having sex, which makes it hard to remember what we were talking about."

"And?"

"And you are a nogoodnik but I love you."

We lay there all tangled up and being silly until the others called us to breakfast. 



(cont'd in Ch. 9 - Mine Trouble Threatens Gallery Launch)



The Dark Lady Ch. 09



The Dark Lady Ch. 9 - Mine Trouble Threatens Gallery Launch

When Kim and Clara and Marty got back from New York, there was a festive dinner at Keeler, with oohing and ahhing over the jewelry samples they brought home. Kim nervously asked Susan and Clemmie how DR's production was going. They were full of smiles as they recounted having just gone down to take custody of another lot comprising two dozen pieces. 

"We had to flirt outrageously with him. Promised all sorts of unspecified favors if he had two hundred pieces by opening day. Evie threatened to leave him if he didn't come through."

I was sitting in the corner with an arm around Karen, who was snuggled nicely into me. "Tell me about the organ. How are the installers doing?" 

She pressed a warm boob into my side and said, "I need a kiss first." 

It was long and fearsome hot. I thought to myself that the teachers we had brought to Parsons were incredibly loving. And smart. She said, "All of the pipes are in their assigned ranks. The new air compressor is working, and the air feeds are almost finished. The console is refurbished and will be placed where it belongs in the next day or two. The tuning crew is arriving the day after tomorrow and are prepared to work at night for the first few days. We are paying for one of the organists who performed on it to come and help.

"Oh, I almost forgot. Karl Lagerstrom, one of the most famous organists in America, has agreed to perform the first recital. He is even coming a day early to help with last minute tuning refinements. He doesn't want to be paid, so we said we would make a ten thousand dollar contribution to a music charity of his choice. 

"We finished the announcements today and as soon as Kim approves, they are going to the printer. There is only room for five hundred chairs, so the concert is going to be repeated at least once, and perhaps twice. We are going to charge twenty-five dollars a ticket but make sure enough are reserved for people we think should be there who would have trouble paying. We had the music critic for the paper over for a look and she is incredibly excited. Says we had better be prepared for ticket scalping. And wanted us to promise she wouldn't get muscled out of an exclusive on the first concert by city slicker reporters as she calls them. We told her we would do our best."

She whispered in my ear, "A little bird told me that someone we know got the fucking of her life this morning. Do you have any comment on that?" She had a blanket over us, and my hand up under her shirt. There was no bra and the soft curves of her breast were making me hard. 

"Yes I do. What kind of sex treatments have you been giving down in that office? She goes off like a firecracker."

My fingers were worrying first one nipple and then another. "You are going to have to take me to your bedroom soon. Otherwise I am going to come and scream right here."

As people straggled away, Karen and I slipped down the hall. We were in the shower together when Kim found us, stepping in and wrapping us with arms and kisses. I said, "I'm administering some personal thanks for Karen's fantastic efforts on the organ project."

"Hmm. Does your mother get any attention? She has been on the road working hard too."

Karen said, "I'll get lost if you need to be alone..."

Kim pressed her hard against the wall, mashing their soapy tits together. "Not on your life. I want both of you. I am terribly needy..."

Terribly needy is what she said, but after a gentle sweet orgasm, Kim was out like a light. Karen and I cuddled on the far side of the bed and she asked, "Can I have one of those? Theo, you can be so sexy and so sweet when you want to."

Karen had a lot more stored up energy than Kim. I started out gentle, but the body under me got wilder and wilder and finally I stuck a pillow over her face as she came violently.

She rolled us over and hugged tightly. "Please don't get soft. I need more."

I pinched and pounded her muscled behind and she came twice more. She didn't seem to notice that I hadn't come and was asleep in moments. 

I woke to the sound of Kim and Karen talking in low voices about the gallery opening. The sun wasn't even up yet and they were at work? I eased out and told them to continue, I would bring breakfast in a few minutes. I told myself that I needed to get as serious about the opening as my women.

There were only four weeks left until the unveiling of the new Parsons Gallery. It seemed that everything necessary was started, but nothing finished.

The twins and I commandeered a small conference room and had an eight by ten foot Gantt chart on one wall. There was a column for every day until we opened, and a horizontal line with sublines for the major activities that had to happen. I had suggested to Kim that she preside over review sessions every day or so, using Laura and Sarah as her chief lieutenants to make things happen.

A week later, with everyone tense, Karen and Clemmie appeared in my office and jumped me. I was dragged to the sofa and stretched out so both of them could sit on me, pounding here and there.

"I'm honored by your presence, but is there something you had in mind other than subduing me?"

"Get up. Get up. We have something to show you."

It amused the hell out of the gallery staff to see the President being dragged through by two beautifully dressed women, who used their fists on him at every opportunity. "Poor Theo, he is in trouble again."

My mind finally focused on the musical sounds coming from ahead of us, growing louder as we approached the renovated rear of the gallery. We got to the large double doors and Karen bowed at me and opened them wide. A wave of wonderful Bach fugue bowled me over. Someone was at the console, tuning the relocated and rebuilt Melchior organ.

I hugged Karen and Clemmie and we found a place to hide in the back. Clemmie put Karen in my lap and said, "She's crying, do something."

Her arms were tight around my neck and tears coursed down her cheeks, wetting my shirt. "Oh Theo, I am so happy with our dream of an organ right here being realized. Think of all of the people who have worked hard to make this happen, and all the people who will listen and be thrilled by the music." She cried harder. I had my other arm around Clemmie, who was looking teary herself. She leaned in and we kissed wetly. She wasn't hitting me anymore.

There was a two person team up front. The man at the console would play some chords or a stanza, and then issue instructions to a helper who was making adjustments to the pipes. The helper was Susan, bright eyed and excited beyond words. After another fifteen minutes, we were waved down to the front and introduced to Richard Arms, from Kansas, who was assisting the tuners.

We were lavish in our praise and he colored, finally saying, "I am chasing you out of here until opening day. It will be so much better when you hear it completely voiced and with the acoustic panels in place and an audience in their seats. But before you go, I asked Susan to play a short little piece, since you have been so generous in your support for this historic organ."

Susan took his place at the console, took a deep breath and launched into an Albinoni adagio that simply lifted us up. Clemmie armlocked me and said, "You and your ideas. You are going to suffer for this."

As the notes died out, we tiptoed away. Outside the doors, I said, "If we are anywhere near as lucky with our other chores as with the organ, this is going to be a fine launch."

At Keeler that evening, I came into the kitchen just as the twins were unloading packages of dinner. I grabbed them back to back and felt up under their shirts until each hand had grasped a firm boob. My kisses were all over the side of their faces and heads.

"What's this all about, Theo? Are you after us? We are getting all hot and bothered, if that means anything."

"I'm just trying to show my appreciation. I know my hands are rude, but your charms are overwhelming."

Clemmie and Karen walked in and exclaimed, "Abusing the help again! If they file a complaint, we are going to write you up."

The twins wiggled away and pushed me to the other women. "He is rude but we love him. Maybe you can give him a hug."

Clemmie said, "It's worse than that, Karen and I cried all over him this afternoon."

Karen went to help the twins, saying, "We sneaked him into a tuning session for the organ. It was so incredible, we just sat there crying and holding him."

Our other successes on the way to the opening weren't that dramatic, but one by one, the milestones were being met and the anticipation level ramped up.

Kim decided that the staff work outfits needed updating and sent out a hurry up call to her supplier. James and Mark and Carlos and Arturo were at the gym getting self-defense and crowd control training, and at the gallery the rest of the time after school, working out the security scheme for the opening events. Kim had the deputy chief of police for lunch and he agreed to loan an officer or two on the big days in return for a generous donation to the police welfare fund.

With a week to go to the opening, but only six days before the first organ concert, the new walk in safe was full of gold and silver jewelry and many new paintings and antiques. New jewelry display cases had arrived and there was much discussion about placement and what jewelry would go in which cases. The brochure describing the jewelry offerings was finished, and the amazing picture of Karen's breasts with the pendant was on the back cover. The strapless gown she wore for the photo was a fraction of an inch from showing her aureoles. The effect was dazzling. Kim called everyone in for a meeting to explain the preliminary schedule and finished by saying the brochures were here but embargoed until launch day. Staff members could come up and examine them if they wished. Karen was in the room in a very modest high necked dress and looking guilty. Suddenly, there were shouts and cheers from the front of the room. Kim called Karen forward. 

"I guess you all know that Theo insisted on local models for the brochure. And we agreed that Karen should wear the auction necklace. The results are even better than we imagined." Loud clapping and a very pink Karen. Clemmie punched me and whispered in my ear. "You were right. She has photogenic tits!" I worked her around in front of me, and took a good grip. "You have very fancy breasts, also, Madam."

She ducked out of my arms, turned around and frenched me as hard as she could.

"Liar!"

Laura and Sarah came up and separated us. 

"Theo! It's not even noon. Behave yourself." They pushed Clemmie to one side and applied their own lips to me. 

As I took hold of their hair, I said to Clemmie, "Don't go away."

To the twins, I said, "In addition to all your other contributions, you are the world's greatest gophers, chasing all the details of the opening. I hope you know you are appreciated."

They sagged against me. "Oh god, Theo. Thank you. Thank you. We think we have the world's greatest job, and the world's greatest bosses." They giggled, thinking about Kim and me in bed with them.

Clemmie led me back to the office, pushed me on the sofa, and lay on me, pulling my head down for a wildly hot kiss. "The world's greatest job? The world's greatest bosses? How do I compete with that?"

"You go to UA with me and become the world's greatest female geologist."

"That's the thanks I get for being the trainer and coach that got you a starting spot on the football team?"

She smiled and stuck her tongue at me. I sucked it into my mouth and worked her over.

"I've told you this before, but you are not allowed to leave me. Every time I get worried, I come and pound on you and you make things right."

"Clementine, you know darn well I would be lost without you worrying all my problems. Tell me about the mine and Manuel and his helpers."

"DR has them working away like crazy. The new mine entrance enclosure building is half finished. Almost a mile of fence is up in the most sensitive areas. A big loader is dumping boulders in all the draws and other easy access routes. Maria and your new friend the principal have found someone, a relative actually, to do the security cameras and secure WiFi to tie them together. DR just about jumped out of his skin when they went to the ranch and showed him how he could get to the first experimental installation over his laptop." 

"We have to go out there as soon as the craziness over the opening is behind us."

"We need to stay overnight and find a place without cameras to sleep out under the stars and have nonstop sex."

Her kiss was hard and demanding. My soft spot for this woman was growing. I said to myself it was certainly strange that your trainer beats you to a pulp and orders you around mercilessly and you end up loving her more.

"You know you have some kind of magic hold on me, don't you? When I wake up in the night bothered by something, the first name that comes to me is yours."

She sat up and pushed at me. "You foolish guy. I am just a mirror reflecting back some of your energy and smarts. Hold me."

She sniffled on my shoulder and we went to find Kim for some lunch. When we got back there was a message from Larry to call.

"Hi coach, what's up?"

"Is that demon trainer keeping you in shape?"

"She is standing right here, threatening to punch me out if I don't agree to an extra long run after work." I put the phone on speaker.

"Hi, this is Clemmie. We are frantic getting ready for the new gallery opening, but he is doing his drills every day. It's only ninety days to the first game. When does he have to report for team practice?"

"Beginning of August. But I need him next week for a short exhibition. The southwestern coaches are having one of their quarterly meetings here, and we are going to put the team through some of the new rules about avoiding concussions. Can he still catch a football with all that female talent over there?"

"I hope you will accept that invitation to the VIP reception. All the women will have their charms on display."

"I wouldn't miss it. Buster wants a chance to throw with Theo before. Can he come Tuesday at 3?"

I nodded at her. "Yes, I'll make sure he is there. When is the show for the coaches?"

"Wednesday morning at ten."

"I've got that written down and will keep the calendar vultures off that time spot."

"Clemmie, you sound really organized. If he insults you, come work for me."

"Coach Larry, you are very kind. I am looking at him, making sure he understands that others are aware of my potential."

She clicked off and grinned at me. I stared back at her. "I should rip your clothes off and take you right there on the carpet."

"Sir, I will have to consult the training calendar and see if this is one of the days you are permitted to have sex."

I threw her straight up in the air, and pretended I wasn't going to catch her. I rolled under at the last moment and took her to my chest.

Clara, Karen and Susan walked in at that very moment. "My god. How does any work get done in here with the two of you on the floor all the time?"

She stood, laughing. "Theo is upset because his coach offered me a job. He is threatening violent sex in retribution."

They nodded, "Yes. Retribution."

I got up and asked what I could do for them.

"Someone leaked the brochure and the picture of me has gone viral on the net. The phone won't stop ringing with calls for interviews. This was your idea, we are here for media help."

"Well, first, take your clothes off so we can check the merchandise."

All four of them rushed me and I was instantly back on the floor being attacked. "Useless pig." "Can you believe him?" "Why would any decent woman take a job here?"

Kim walked in and said, "This is serious, Theo. Get off the floor."

They sat on the sofa and stared at me. "You realize, of course, that Parsons is going to get a million dollars of free publicity out of this? What we have to do is figure out how to play it and keep our sanity."

They were pink and embarrassed, thinking about how to play Karen's gorgeous boobs.

"Let's instantly get out a press release announcing the charity auction and pointing to Karen's picture, which we can say was inadvertently released."

I looked at Kim, "We haven't gotten around to the charity selection, have we?"

"No, and the proceeds are going up with all this publicity."

I looked to the others for ideas, then asked Clemmie, "See if you can get Carlos' principal on the line. Maybe he has some ideas."

The principal's name was Martin Sanchez, and his secretary put him on immediately. "Theo, what can I do for you? Are you still making Carlos mad, dropping his perfect passes?"

We both laughed and I asked, "Martin, we are having a charity auction of a gold and diamond necklace as part of the opening of the new Parsons Gallery. We need to make an announcement and should say something about how the money will be used. Kim and I were thinking about something that would build stronger relationships in the community between Hispanics and Anglos."

"Si. It is remarkable that you called today. I just came from a meeting with some people from the newly merged chambers of commerce. They are long on ideas and short on money. Perhaps you might consider a fund which would have three trustees from among the senior members of the chamber and make project grants submitted through a chamber process."

The women were nodding vigorously and I said, "Perfect. Is it possible we could have you and some others you think should be involved over for a working dinner in the next few days? Time is short for our announcement. In fact, a picture of the necklace has got loose on the net and the phone is going wild. What about consulting your colleagues to get a tentative ok subject to working out details?"

"Theo, may I ask how much the auction may bring in?"

"Well, we now have national attention. You should look at it, Clemmie will tell you the link when we are done. I used to think a half a million was possible. Now it might be twice that. You should know, but it is still a big secret until opening day, that the gold and diamonds are from the mine that Maria's husband is working on south of town. Some people are likely to find that a reason for bidding high."

"Theo, my friends and co-workers are going to be very excited about this. Thank you for considering us." 

"Martin, you sent me a passer whose balls just drop into my hands every time. And your daughter is going to keep him in school. It is I who should thank you."

I scribbled something on a piece of paper and passed it to Kim. "The Parsons Fund - Building Bridges Together for a Better Future."

She handed it to Karen and rushed over to cover my head with kisses. "You have done it again! A perfect solution for the charity!"

All of them came over with kisses. Clemmie smacked me on both arms. "Bad boy! Getting us out of a tight place again when you should be thinking football." The women grabbed Clemmie and tortured her, "You are too hard on him! He has to survive all the pressure. And now you tell us he has to perform again next week in front of all those coaches. The poor guy."

After everyone else left, she climbed into my arms and cried again. "Damn you. The more pressure you are under, the better you perform. Poor guy my ass." She hesitated, and said, "Oh god, Theo, I love you."

After things quieted down, I whispered, "Would you call Maria and put the dinner together? Let's match up equal numbers of our people with their people. Cater it at Keeler."

"Am I invited?"

"Yes. I want you to sit next to me and translate anything they are saying in Spanish that I should know."

Towards the end of the day, when I was drooping from all the excitement, Clemmie came in with Selma and Clara. 




The Dark Lady Ch. 09



"We've been talking to Maria. That is some woman Carlos has for a mom. She has already been on the phone to several silversmiths in Nogales and is ready to commit funds. These people are on a cash economy for the obvious reasons. How much do we want to spend?"

"If it is nice stuff, is it possible to have too much inventory?"

"No, but if word gets around the Americans are buying a lot of silver jewelry, the prices will go up."

"Tell Maria not to worry about funds up to a hundred thousand. More if she finds some special pieces. And talk to her about keeping a lid on her activity and how much we are intending to spend. Maybe the three of you and Marty could make a quiet trip down there to be sure we are all on the same page about designs."

Selma smiled at me, "Maria and I will have warm beds?"

"Yes, and keep Clara away from those handsome young jewelers."

She hissed, "Later."

As they left, Clemmie dropped into my lap. "I think we can go. Be careful how you tease."

My arms folded her in and my lips pressed to her head. "How do I start finding good guys for you all?"

"You better cool that kind of talk. Everyone is under too much pressure and they need you." She stood and pulled me up. "Your fine mind and your big thing." 

I put my arm around her and said, "Yes, coach."

On Monday, Carlos, Arturo and I worked out with Lyle and his team for an hour. We needed the workout. My muscles were tight and I didn't feel in the groove at all. But I caught all of Carlos passes that Arturo didn't take. As we walked off, Lyle said, "Let me give you a little advice, Theo. You are pretty good for someone of your age and experience. Damn good, in fact. But when you get out on the field Wednesday, the eyes will be measuring you against the guys they have coached and sent to the pros. Tell me, from watching TV, what is the most obvious difference between a college player and a pro player?"

I thought about that as we walked and looked at him, "Poise, intensity, perfect execution."

"Right. You nailed it. So when you practice with Buster tomorrow, tell him you think the two of you should concentrate on just a few patterns, but do them very, very well."

"Thanks. That's good advice. How come you aren't a pro coach?"

"I never quite made the cut to play in the pros, and the owners want to see major league time on your resume before they hire coaches. It's just a fact of life. I'm happy here, you kids play well for me, and I get to chase pretty girls."

On the way in from school, the phone chimed and Clemmie said, "There's trouble at the mine. DR called and said there has been vandalism in the new corp yard and they want your advice."

"How soon can you get in your grubbies for me to pick you up?"

"I've got jeans and an old shirt here. Meet you in front as soon as you arrive."

She tumbled into the car with a smile and a punch. "I sure love going places with you, even if it is trouble. I called and the deli has some lunch ready for us."

We decided to eat in the car and were slowed by midday traffic. "How did practice go?" she asked.

"That Lyle is a clever old fox. He gave me some good advice about Wednesday."

"Tell me."

"I have to have a kiss first."

"You'll wreck us." Her tongue still had mustard on it.

"He said they would be thinking about players they have sent to the pros when they watch us. So concentrate on just a few moves and do them very well."

"You mean, like the moves you put on me?"

"Behave, and call DR on speaker."

He answered on the first ring. "We got trouble, sonny."

"Clemmie and I are headed your way as fast as we can. Maybe thirty minutes out. I guess we need to caucus about cops and all that?"

"Right. Need to have that conversation anyway. And make sure Manuel is up to speed."

"Yes. How much of the surveillance is complete?"

"About half. You need to check that out too. Your design."

"Ok. Not telephone talk. See you soon."

Clemmie was leaning against the door, still munching on part of her sandwich, and eyeing me.

"Theo, you want some feedback about your behavior?"

I looked at her, not sure what was coming.

"This better not be heavy. Remember how vulnerable I am."

The gaze was hard. "If you ever do marry me, we are going to have such good fights."

"What about the other?"

"I just decided we can't get into it right now. DR first. This is a training night, so I'll tell you at dinner." She moved over and kissed my face. "It's not bad news..."

There was a lot of activity at the mine site. A grader had been run out to the paved road and the car liked that a lot. DR and Manuel were standing in the shade, working on their own sandwiches.

We piled out. DR got a hug from Clemmie and Manuel got a big handshake from me.

Manuel gestured to some materials. "Senor, two rolls of fencing and twenty posts gone overnight."

DR said, "It's petty thievery, but we didn't expect it out here. The sentry crew didn't hear anything, and this stack is not on a camera."

We sat in a half circle of chairs and Clemmie handed out cold sodas.

I said, "Assuming this is not an inside job, someone is either very stupid or is sending us a message."

DR said, "We talked with the crew this morning and asked what they thought. They said the toughs from town wouldn't bother coming way out here to steal fencing. Easier to get closer in."

Manuel said, "My men are very good, and not stupid. Even if they weren't why bother taking a chance on getting caught taking that across the border?" He shook his head.

"If this is the stupid job, then all we need to do is hurry up and finish the surveillance system and the rest of the perimeter fence. If it's not, let's talk about who and why. DR, does this fit any pattern with mining thieves you've seen?"

"Theo, let me give you the full on conspiracy story. There are several companies that keep updated satellite files of areas in the western states where there might be valuable mineral deposits. They have automated scanners to look for any disturbance. Changed images pop up on their screens every morning. Just like the CIA guys. 

"Suppose they see activity at this old mine shaft and ask themselves what is going on. Someone makes a close in run to get better resolution. They can't figure it out. Construction equipment, some single wides for the crew, some gravel moved around. But no piles of mining debris from the shaft. A search of the newspapers and business journals finds nothing. They do a quiet midnight look that gets by us but that doesn't help either. Some yahoo in management with no brains tells the field people to create a diversion to slow us down while they do a better investigation."

He smiled, "So we are sitting here in a total panic, paralyzed about a minor theft."

I said, "DR, if you are paralyzed, I'd hate to see you in a serious fit."

Clemmie giggled and Manuel covered his mouth with a laugh.

"Actually, I like that version, DR. And we do need to worry, because with the opening a few days away, and all the national publicity Kim has arranged, our cover is going to be blown big time."

DR and Manuel blinked, realizing this was an angle they had not been paying attention to.

"When a mining corp drops in on you uninvited, what happens?"

"Their lawyers are paid a lot. Challenges to your deed, your claims, any access easements. Big money offers for surrounding parcels. Big money offer to us. Articles in the paper about how much more they can contribute to the local economy if the naive locals will sell."

"But we still have a bit of an advantage. So far, they think we are reactivating the mine. The simultaneous announcements of both gold and diamonds are going to throw them for the same loop it did us. When do they get smart and do some seismo runs?"

DR clapped his head and said, "Shit, I had this thought a week ago and didn't tell you. We are on one of those checkerboard sections. Everything around us is BLM and their maps show nothing of mining interest. But we should have been trying to tie up the rest of the section with leases or licenses, even though we don't know if there is anything in these meandering ravines."

"I'll have Tom get busy contacting the owners as quietly as he can. What kind of a deal should we offer?"

"Generous. What about 50-50 split of net after extraction costs, with a guaranteed minimum annual payment of $10K?"

"If any of them are local, what about establishing an extraction partnership with Parsons as 51% managing partner, but offer minority shares and the visibility in town that goes with it? Clemmie can be President. She will blow them away."

DR and Manuel looked over at the blond beauty, who was blushing fiercely.

Manuel said, "Si. That one is smart and pretty and tough. Some guy makes a move, he will be sorry."

Clemmie stood and said, "Manuel, stand up and close your eyes until I tell you. Hold your arms straight out."

DR and I stood up too. Clemmie backed up about twenty yards and started running straight at Manuel. "Now! Open your eyes!" 

What he saw was a body hurtling through the air in a full front twisting somersault and landing perfectly in his arms. "Oof! Senorita, you scare an old man!" He carefully set her down.

She hugged and kissed him. "It's not everyday a girl gets compliments from a nice man like you."

He rolled his eyes and we all laughed. 

In another few minutes, we had a plan, and Clemmie and I left to get back to the office and call Tom.

She looked at me accusingly. "What is this BS about President?" 

"I meant it. You know more about all the details of the project than anyone else. If you go to the county with Tom's assistant, you can pick up all the stuff about their maps, the assessor parcel numbers and the owners."

"And I still have to be your PA?"

"Well, if you'd rather not..."

"I'm dumping you buster, the abuse has to stop."

Her tongue was in my ear and her hand was in my crotch. "We are going to my house, not the office."

"We better call Tom before that. I may not be able to talk when you are done with me."

She pulled on my hair. "You have so many demerits..."

Tom answered and she put him on speaker. "Theo, how's the mining project?"

"Promising, Tom. I need a little additional help. Do you have someone smart about land titles that can do some work for us immediately?"

"Hang on a sec." He could be heard calling for someone and asking a question.

"Yes, Greg Anderson has just finished an assignment and is available."

"I have a conflict tomorrow morning, but I wonder if my assistant, Clementine Williams, could come over and brief you and Greg. This little item is her top priority at the moment, and I think you will be interested in her story and the work we need. I'd say more but it's not for the telephone."

"I understand. Have her come by around eight-thirty and we will get started."

Clemmie punched me. "You are getting soft in the head, giving me important things like this to do. I haven't even been to college."

"But you are almost twenty-one, have more native smarts than anyone I know, and have put up with me for almost six months."

She went back to licking my ear and I did drive to her house.

She stripped us and dragged me into the shower. I closed my eyes and let her smooth soapy body rub all the way around me several times. We clinched and let the water beat on us for minutes.

I stretched out on her bed and called Kim, expecting an attack any second. 

"Hi, we had an emergency run to the mine. DR needed some help. I can fill you in later. Just called so you wouldn't worry. No, not coming back today. Clemmie has me on this rigid schedule to get ready for tomorrow and Wednesday. Larry is being low key, but I think he wants a good show in front of the other coaches. Buster and I are going at it in the morning against some defensive players."

Clemmie crawled on the bed with a beer in one hand and a soda in the other. She sat between my legs and handed me a hairbrush.

"No, she says this is a training night and I can only think football. She's tough, mom, I don't get any excuses. I don't even get sex until the session on Wednesday is over."

We both heard Kim laughing as she hung up. I reached for the beer, but she said, "No. If you are good, you can have sips when my hair is done. After all, if I have to be a President, the body has to be fixed up."

She could feel my erection against her and reached back to deliver a pinch. "None of that, either."

"You have a sadistic streak in you."

"It's laugh or cry, all the way." I dropped the hairbrush and pulled her tight to me, hands wrapped over the fine tits, and just held her.

"You are making me cry again."

After several minutes, I leaned back and worked on the hair some more. There was a dresser mirror across the room, and we could see each other's faces dimly in the twilight. She looked glorious.

After a bit, I put the hair in a ponytail and arranged us so we could kiss and mess around.

"You can have me if you want."

I went looking for her tongue with mine. "We kid around but you are right about the training rules."

She licked me and whispered, "Thank you for saying that. Some days, I can't tell."

"We better get some food, or I'll be asleep right here."

"I am fixing your favorite spanish omelet. Selma showed me how." 

I sat on her kitchen stool in a nice terry robe that appeared from somewhere. She had her own that was dangerously short. I got to make the sourdough toast and take the hot plates out of the oven. There was exotic tea, but I settled for hot water with lemon juice and a squirt of tequila.

She gestured to the counter, "Here or the bed?"

She followed me back to the bed. We were hungry after chasing around on the field in the morning, and the desert in the afternoon. She put her empty plate to one side and leaned her head on my thigh. I took a hand and kissed and sucked the fingers.

"Tell me what to do in the morning."

"Tom's guy is likely to be pretty good, so do the sponge routine on him about how the records work. I have no idea how many parcels there are in that section, so just collect what you can of names and addresses and we'll go over it together. Tell Tom we are thinking of an extraction company, and ask about the best form. I don't know much about that LLP and LLC business."

I looked down and her eyes were closed. So much for my ever alert assistant. It was early but I turned out the light and spread the sheet over us. She never moved as I curled myself around her backside.

It was very dark and her fingers were dancing on my arm, which was over her middle.

"I heard your breathing change. Are we going back to sleep, or..." She wiggled around and felt me poking her. 

I hummed to confuse her. She wouldn't know whether I was working up to an attack, or what.

She turned and pushed me on my back. Her body was half across me, with the knee well into my crotch. Her tongue licked and she said, "I have you now, you must obey."

I licked back and said, "Yes, mistress."

"You know the other time, I told you to sit in the middle of the floor and see the ball coming into your hands every time? Will you do that now, while I make some breakfast?"

She found a cushion and closed all the doors to the living room. It was quiet and still dark. I put Buster and some opposing linemen in the picture. Big guys with their pads on, making me feel small. I heard the snap and dodged around the end and down the right sideline. I was double covered, which Buster and I expected. At the very last second, I jerked left and raised my hands. The ball was there and the route to the end zone was clear. 

I told myself to do some that didn't work. There was one terrifically hard in the flat that caught me wrong footed. Running full out with the ball only on the tips of my fingers, I did a rolling somersault and kept going. I smiled and thought to myself, you weren't supposed to get that one.

After two more, the door opened with no light behind it, and a shadowy figure found me. She was warm and naked and sliding into my lap. She had him hard in seconds. "Give me just a few strokes. Love taps. No orgasms, just a little loving." Her voice was soft and sibilant. 

She caught the mood. Just a few tight, quick moves and we were on our way to the bedroom to get dressed. If I did poorly, it wasn't Clemmie's fault.

When we went out to the car, it was a very classy Clementine I was driving to work. Fuchsia suit with lacy white blouse. Hair up and bangles in her ears and on her wrists. Stockings and heels. Pastel lipstick and light eyeshadow.

"I said you were ready to be President."

"I am quivering inside and you know it."

"Everyone has nerves when they have to perform. You think I'm not nervous about practice today?"

"Punch me. I'm boss for a day." She got a nice firm hit on her upper forearm. 

"I'm not sure this works on women."

I dropped her off and went on to Keeler to see Kim, who was in her robe in the kitchen, reading the morning paper.

I got a warm kiss. "This is a surprise."

My arm reached around and squeezed a boob. "You feel good. Clemmie was awake in the dark. We both have to perform today and are nervous."

"You feel good too. What have you got her doing? 

"It's complicated. Is there someone in that big bed of yours?

Her fingers were in my hair, and her tongue tracing my lips. "Susan and Karen," she whispered.

"I might have known. They can hear this."

As we went down the hall, Kim's robe came off, so that when she advanced on the bed, the two heads squinting back at her got a full frontal with a dressed son in the background.

"Eek, man in bedroom!"

I pounced, pummeling them from above the covers. Kim slid in and I beat on her too.

Beautiful Karen asked, "Why the official visit? Is it pink slips so soon?"

"I am from the gay and lesbian alliance, investigating claims that a man has been sighted in this bed."

They sat up and pulled me to their lips. "Never! This is strictly girl territory. You must be mistaken. But why is a man in our bedroom doing lesbian investigations?"

I fell into their arms, laughing. "Maybe you should have a two-sided sign. It could say, "cocks welcome" on one side, and "cocks beware" on the other."

Kim disappeared and came back with coffee for her bedmates. "He says we are having a conference. Go pee and come back."

They refused to stop pestering my hair and leaning down for kisses for several minutes. I said, "I have an important practice this afternoon and Clemmie says no romance whatever until I prove I can play football."

Susan said, softly, "Theo, we saw you catch all those passes last fall with our own eyes. We do not need convincing. Why a conference?"

"Hold onto your jockstraps, ladies, this is about gold, diamonds, thieves and conspiracy."

"Jockstraps! What are you up to, anyway?"

I lay on their laps and sipped my coffee. "This is the abbreviated version. There was a theft of fencing at the mine two nights ago. Clemmie and I went out there to caucus with DR and Manuel. There are several explanations, ranging from stupid lightweight thieves, to a serious invasion by corporate mining interests."

They looked at each other. "You aren't shitting us, are you?"

I shook my head. "I asked DR for the most paranoid thing he could think of, and he said that some companies monitor satellite pictures and might have noticed the ground disturbance at the mine. The public records show the old mine claim and the satellite picture shows the entrance with recent construction activity. But we have been low key and are below the radar of all the papers and trade pubs."

Kim said, "Which is about to change."

"Yes." I pulled down the sheet and looked at Karen's front, gorgeous as ever. "Especially since those are getting famous already."




The Dark Lady Ch. 09



Karen pulled up the sheet and blushed while the rest of us laughed.

"I'll cut to the chase. Clemmie and one of Tom Killian's assistants are over at the county this morning, nailing down who the owners of the rest of our inholding section of land are, so we have a chance at talking them into a royalty based land and mineral lease before any of the big guys get there."

Kim said, "Is this called trial by fire?" Her fingers were pulling my hair again.

"We haven't seen any flames, but our defenses are on full alert. I should tell you that I took a flyer, without the Chairman's permission, and decided we should have an extraction company and offer partnerships, or something like that, to any owners that are local and want the visibility that being allied with us would give them in town. I told Clemmie that she was going to be President of it and represent the Parsons' interests. And jolly up the owners. When you see her later today, you will understand. Strictly not for repetition, she is one classy broad."

We were lying there, mulling that over, when my cell chimed. I put it on speaker and asked Tom, "Hi, did the meeting go ok?"

"Yes. I think I have all the gruesome details. We are on full alert. I assume I should spend what is needed?

"Of course. It's hard to know exactly what they might try, isn't it?"

"Yes, but we have a long memory for their dirty tricks. Let me ask you a question, Where did you get that blond? She is sharp as a tack. Poor Greg never met a bombshell who knows what she is talking about."

"I can't take any credit. Kim found her. We are subsidizing UA tuition for her starting in the fall."

"Smart man, you have a winner there. I have to run. I'll stay in touch."

"Great. We hope to see you at the reception next week. You had a lot to do with getting us ready to launch."

"I'll be there. Bye."

They lined up on both sides and beat on me. "I can't take any credit," they chanted.

When they stopped, Susan said, "You big oaf, she adores you. She says she learns something new from you everyday. She says she was almost a lesbian before you rescued her."

I pushed Susan down and buried my head between the second most famous pair of tits in the company. I found a nipple to lick.

She pounded my head, "Damn it, Theo, you are going to make me come in ten seconds, you devil."

I turned over. "God, I like the conference facilities and personnel in this company."

I got to watch three incredible backsides walk slowly to the bathroom. Kim waggled her fingers at me, saying, "Theo, you are not allowed to touch us until Wednesday night..."

I pounded the bed in mock despair, and had a long laugh. Kim came out and sat on me, rubbing her wet bottom on the back of my neck where I would smell it all day.

"You did all the right things yesterday. She is smart, and she is classy. Tom is sharp and loves taking down the big guys. What more can I say?"

I rolled her under me and kissed fiercely, my hips rocking into hers.

She rolled over and licked. "You dummy, you can have any of us anytime."

"That's what Clemmie said. How do I deserve that?"

She stood at the side of the bed, fingers in her pussy and a gleam in her eye. "Don't leave us alone too long..."

I ran out of the room, hollering, "Help, help."

I was checking the morning paper when the organ girls came in, wearing work clothes and still looking great.

"Do not make any sexist comments about our before and after appearance. We have work to do, if you hadn't noticed."

"I don't have football until three. If I promise to behave, may I have another secret organ visit? Can we talk about the Cinco de Mayo plans?"

They sipped their second cup of coffee and inspected me. It felt good to see the detachment and independence in their looks. The organ project was giving them confidence they didn't have in the beaten down world of classroom teachers.

"Twenty boxes of posters and mailers went to the Post Office yesterday, Theo. The die is cast."

Kim walked in and, with her arms around them, said, "I am so proud of you. I've got the twins working on personalized crib sheets with days, hours, events and locations on them. We can generate new ones in minutes if something major comes up. Take him with you this morning. He is supposed to worry about football today and tomorrow, so he is just a supernumerary. Do with him as you will."

They all laughed at me. I was feeling better and more relaxed by the minute. As Karen and Susan drove us to the office, a little voice said, "Don't get overconfident."

It was Tuesday morning. I looked at the crib sheet Kim had handed me. Karl Lagerstrom, the master organist, was coming tomorrow to supervise the final organ tuning on Thursday, and give the opening recital on Friday at 11. There was a buffet dinner and briefing in the gallery for credentialed press and television on Thursday evening. On Friday evening, there was a sit down dinner at the Saguaro Inn for one hundred VIP's that was already oversubscribed and causing problems. The Parsons announcement event was promptly at noon on Saturday. The tickets were long gone and space was being found for remote video monitors. No sales of anything until the gallery opening at noon on Sunday, and all display items were to remain in place for one week, with a very discreet small notation "sold" if they had been.

I shuddered. Mom said I was only to think about football today and tomorrow? Insane. And I had lost Clemmie to anti-terrorist work against the mining corporations? I groaned and the women looked at me. Susan said as quietly as she could, "Theo, what if I shoo the workers out for a break and play a little organ music? Will that get you ready for football?"

I reached forward, undid her belt, and dragged her screaming into the back over my lap. The kiss was as passionate as I could make it. She collapsed. "OMG. I'll play for you anytime if you promise me more of those kisses."

Karen made a noise and said, "This is totally unfair. Back seat loving is forbidden when I am driving."

I had the front of Susan's dress undone and was exploring the fine boobs. The second finest boobs. She was licking the side of my face and wiggling her bottom on me.

I said, in my most authoritarian voice, "Driver, you are now famous all over the Internet. Guys are lusting after you everywhere. Today, you are going to get an unsolicited offer to cast your breasts in bronze. Tomorrow, you are going to get a five million dollar contract to model jewelry for Tiffany. Please let the little people in your back seat have a smidgen of quality time."

Susan giggled, "Yes. Just a smidgen."

Karen glared at us, "Theo, they still don't know whose tits these are, and you keep it that way, please! Seriously, I don't need that kind of attention, and neither does Parsons. How do we tone it down?"

Susan sat up and said, "She's right, Theo. Tell us Plan B about tits."

"Ok, I give in. It's out of control. Let's talk to Kim about the women having respectable dresses for all the events. Stylish but respectable. We can use the brochure picture on the TV monitors at the auction, but no real boobs. And no leaking the model's name. The media guessing game will get us more publicity."

Karen parked the car in our garage and turned to me with a very serious look. "Theo, we aren't going to have a flop. We are going to have a howling success. You and Kim need to talk about the down side of that. Extraordinary offers to staff. Pressure for more galleries in resort locations. A zillion jewelers trying to get our business..."

Oh shit. I smiled at her.

"What's that grin about?" She wasn't amused.

"I was thinking that we've always solved problems by getting on the floor and beating on each other. Maybe that isn't going to work anymore."

They whispered, "Yeah, maybe doesn't work anymore."

As we walked into the building, my arms hugged them, "Remember what I said weeks ago? We only do this because we want to and because we have fun doing it. When it gets frantic the next few days, don't forget that."

I turned to Susan, "Now, calm us down with some music."

The tuners were happy to take a break, but wouldn't leave the room, taking seats in the back row. Karen and I sat halfway back in the middle, holding hands. The opening notes of a Handel piece filled the space with glorious sound. I closed my eyes and thought of Eighteenth Century England. Elegant women with hair piled high and stiff dresses to the floor. Guys with silk breeches and wigs looking as elegant and feminine as their women. I squeezed Karen's hand and gave her a quick kiss, not caring whether the guys in back saw me.

Susan moved to a spritely harpsichord piece played in the upper registers of the pipes. There wasn't a football thought in my head, and the music was pulling all the tension out of me.

A few more minutes and we exited to a lot of applause from the back benches. Susan was pink.

Buster had a handshake and a slap on my padded shoulder. I guided him to one side. "Hey, I had some advice the last couple of days. The idea is that these coaches are going to measure you and me against the guys they send to the pros. The best way to impress is to have a handful of plays and do them very, very well. Forget college hail marys."

"I'm with you. You got enough of our playbook memorized so I can call by number?"

"Try me."

The following hour was the best football of my life. I felt like I was on steroids. Buster sent ball after ball my way and I folded them in, dodging the defense. 

Finally, Larry called a halt and said, "Save the rest for tomorrow. If you can look like that in the morning, I'm giving you all a day off hard practice."

Buster and I walked away, hip checking each other. I said, "Hey, that was fun. You still think we could win some games this fall?"

"Theo, watch your back. The defense is really mad. They've never had a freshman beat them like today."

"Maybe we need a few dropped passes?"

"Yeah, but not in front of those coaches tomorrow." He smiled at me and we shook hands again.

I looked up to see a woman in a giant floppy hat with oversize dark glasses coming our way. A gorgeous woman in a spectacular dress that was showing off the spectacular body under it. She rushed up and embraced the quarterback. "Buster, you were incredible out there!"

He sputtered, "Thanks. Thanks a lot. Do I know you?"

"No, I'm just one of your admirers. I'm entering this fall and coming to all the games."

He looked at me and said, "Well, Ma'm, Theo and I will be happy to see you."

She looked at me disdainfully, "Is this your new receiver?"

"Yes, this is Theo Parsons. Maybe you have heard of him?"

The response was neutral, "Don't know that I have. He seems to be able to catch your passes."

"Yes, yes. He has very good hands."

The blond waggled fingers at us and said, "Well, I have to run. See you in the fall."

Clemmie still had her heels on and the ass wiggled provocatively as she disappeared back into the stands. I was thinking dark thoughts, and wondering what the foray to the county had produced. If she was our counter-terrorism force, the effect was devastating.

After showering in the locker room, I stopped to say hello to Carlos and Arturo, who high fived me and said it was one of the best throwing parties they had seen. When I got to my car, a body in tee shirt and shorts was in the passenger seat. "Take us to my house."

"If I was a regular boyfriend, you would be over my knee."

"I know, I was imagining my poor bare ass all red from you. I suppose I have to suffer for that tease?"

"The other players were so hard it was bending their cups."

Her hand was in my hair. "Theo, you use such colorful language."

"You may need some too after my hand warms your bottom."

"Do I tell you about my day before or after the punishment?"

"Tom already told Kim and me you paralyzed his assistant."

"I kissed him in his car and told him I had a big, tough boyfriend who did not allow any makeout with other men, but he was so nice I had to give him a present."

"I hope you learned something more than that he had a hard cock for you."

"Theo, you do not need to be that crude. I have good news."

"I want to hear from you lying naked on me."

I turned into her driveway and we hurried inside. She said, "Fix me a margarita, I need a moment to hang up my fancy clothes."

When I brought the drink, she was stepping out of the shower. I leaned in the doorway and said, "I can't decide whether you are more alluring like that, or in the getup you had on today."

"We have to talk before you send me out looking like that again. I never realized that guys really do get excited and lose their cool around a pretty woman all dressed up."

"You earned yourself a ten thousand dollar raise today. Keep up the good work."

She screamed and knocked me down on the bed under her. It was very hard to concentrate with that much luscious flesh resting on my chest.

"Ok, may I talk now?" She leaned down and gave me a cold tongue dipped in tequila.

My hands were on her hips, trying to control themselves. 

"The good news is that a nice old lady in town inherited half of our section from her husband when he died two years ago. She is having lunch with Kim and me tomorrow. No macho males invited."

"The other news is that there are a couple of smaller pieces to make up the rest of the acreage that are owned in Idaho by a corporation that Greg thinks is just a holding company for hopeful investors who don't have the wherewithal to pursue any serious prospecting. He is following up to see if they might sell. Probably not after the press coverage this weekend."

She put her drink down and stretched out on me, ignoring the stiff thing sticking between her thighs.

"Is that an ok report?"

I rolled us to our sides and played kissyface. The temperature rose rapidly. My hand was paying tribute to the fine tits.

"Susan played a little concert for Karen and me this morning and fixed my brain."

"Is she going to sleep with us?"

I pulled Clemmie tighter and went silent. She threw a leg over me and licked my neck. We hummed at each other.

"Do you need me?"

"Yes, but not until after tomorrow. Training rules."

"It's getting pretty hard to be your tough trainer."

"Now that you have me on the reservation, all you have to do is keep me there. Maybe you should buy one of those electric cattle prods."

She giggled and pulled my hair. "Not on your life. You would start using it to discipline your women."

I put my mouth between her breasts and licked. She wiggled, "You are tickling me something awful. Stop that."

"Did you and Greg debrief with Tom?"

"He was stuck in a meeting. We are on for eight in the morning. No telephone either."

"They are pros. Do you like working with them? Tom gave you beaucoup praise this morning."

She sat up on my chest again and bounced. "You are such a louse, sending me on impossible missions where I scramble to take it all in. I was breathless all morning."

"I take it that means yes?"

"Are you ever going to marry me?" Her eyes were wide and teary.

"I don't know. Maybe that would screw things up. I like the loving we have now. We are not even in college yet."

She was flat on me. "Shit, you keep my emotions so confused. You don't have a conventional bone in your body, Theo Parsons."

"We have a dinner at Keeler to review launch prep, and I need to fill Kim in."

"You have to promise some loving tonight. I need straightening out." She climbed off, laughing.

"I want Susan here too. She is so delectable."

Kim sat next to me on the sofa. Thinking of tomorrow, I was drinking mineral water.

"Clemmie says you and Buster blew everyone away today."

I pressed her hand between mine and nibbled on the fingertips. "It's all Susan's fault. Sit next to her at dinner and ask her what the devil she did to me. After the launch review, you and I need to talk about a couple of things."

"You are not supposed to be thinking about work tonight."

I pulled her down in my lap, where she lay calmly, eyes wide and loving. I gave her the barest kiss and said, "You and Parsons will always come first."

"Kiss me again like that."

I had just finished a second gentle kiss when the twins called dinner and we rose, arms around each other. She whispered, "Please keep doing that. I love you dearly, Theo."

I steered her in the direction of Susan and found myself next to Karen in the line. She nudged me and said, "I hear you had a good afternoon."

"The best. If Buster and I pull that off tomorrow, Coach Larry is going to be on cloud nine."

She leaned up and nibbled in my ear. "That concert did the trick?"

"Yes. Did it give you a lift too?"

"Better believe it. We finished another set of graphics today. And we sent out an Internet alert, saying the display of the auction photo violated our copyright and it had to come off all the sites."

"Did you have a chance to talk to Kim about your success problem?"

"Yes, she is totally on board."

Clara lead the launch discussion with aplomb, the tension in her voice obvious. 

"We are almost there, team. This has been an incredible experience for all of us, and I can't believe we got here tonight with no major screwups. I think you all have your cribsheets, so let's just go down them quickly, event by event, and each event captain tell us any details we need to know."

After thirty minutes, Kim stood next to Clara and closed things out, saying, "We can't anticipate everything, but bear in mind that we are doing this for our customers, not for us. Be kind to the most befuddled person, and be polite to the most obnoxious. Some of these people will remember Friday and Saturday for the rest of their lives."

Clemmie left with Susan in tow. I high signed her that I would be along as soon as I talked to Kim.

She shoved me on her bed and said, "Lie there, like a good boy."

I did, as she took everything off and climbed on top. I could smell her and she knew it. "You're bad, sniffing around your mother like that."

"I'll do more than sniff if you don't behave." My hands were working up and down her back and behind. She flexed her hips into me and said, "Football is interfering with your attention to my needs."

In a brusque voice, I said, "You are just a horny old thing. I may have to turn you over to the gardner."

She sat on me and smiled. "Hmm. It's ok for me to hire college guys to garden?"

"Karen says you got her story about upside potential troubles. And you heard from Clemmie about the woman you are going to see tomorrow. Are we ok on those?"

She leaned down and used her tongue on me. "We just follow our instincts, like we have been?"

"And follow that good advice you gave the troops a few minutes ago."

She lay beside me, holding my hand to her lips. "Did you think back at our birthday celebration that the Dark Lady could be reformed, and the bastard son could grow up fast?"

I smiled and kissed her. "No. Not in my wildest dreams. It's pretty nice, though."

"I wish you could stay with me tonight."

"I am promised to Clemmie until tomorrow. I warned her that both of us are turned into launch zombies after that."

"Launch zombie, I like that. Go to your trainer."

(cont'd in Ch. 10 - A Race to the Finish)



The Dark Lady Ch. 10



I was still smiling from Kim's instructions to go to my trainer when I arrived at Clemmie's. All the lights were out, but the front door was unlocked. I slipped inside and prepared for an ambush. I needed to get naked, I decided, and crawl carefully to the bedroom.

A few minutes of exploration revealed that the two naked bodies in the bed were sound asleep. Some ambush. I left them alone and used the other bed.

The room was full of sun and bodies with coffee cups were moving around. I mumbled, "Didn't get much loving, did we?"

"Sit up, we are bringing breakfast."

They looked at my limp equipment. "What were you planning to do with that?"

Breakfast was delayed while a round of body rubbing and licking took place. We all hummed.

The breakfast tray went on my lap, and they wedged in tightly against my sides. Juice and toast went down quickly. With my fingers in her long blond hair, I said to Clemmie, "I think the cheering section should stay home today. This is a coaches' confab. Part of it is Larry having us demonstrate some of the new anti-concussion rules about tackling."

To Susan, I said, "You are meeting Lagerstrom's plane?"

"Yes, and bringing him directly to the organ, as he has requested."

"Sometime this afternoon, I would like to say hello."

"Just stick your head in and if nothing too exciting is going on, we will make the introduction."

"We are doing dinner with him?"

"He asked me to put him up at a place with good room service. Does not like to party until after he plays. So he has a suite at the Hilton."

"Clemmie, we don't want to use the telephone for any of what you have been doing, so maybe you should go out to the mine and bring DR up to date. Is he coming to the Friday night affair?"

"I already talked Susan into going with me as long as we are back before her airport pickup time. Nothing like a sister to exert social pressure."

I slid down flat on my back. "How come you women are always ahead of me now?"

They bounced on me a few times, dressed and left for work. I did the sit on floor routine for a while and showed up in the locker room at nine. Everyone was there, with an air of suppressed excitement. The assistant coach told us Larry would not arrive until the last moment, and went over the sequence of plays with us.

At ten to ten, the coach showed up and looked excited himself. "All right, take it nice and easy this morning. Concentrate on getting the plays demonstrating the new rules right the first time. If you screw up, I'm going to make you repeat."

He paused, "Another thing, we are going to let Buster and Theo loose for a few plays at the end. You saw them in practice yesterday, looking like they had played together for years. I like that. I like that a lot. We have some tough games on our schedule. I've told Theo that the defensive backs are going after him today. No soft balls. If these guys are impressed, I want it to be because every single one of you played your best."

On the way out, Buster said, "Damn good thing we worked against that advice of yours."

The first set of plays was quarterback and half back runs. Buster took some hits, but they were nowhere near his helmet. The other plays went well. Larry only called a halt once, and only because a rule had left a lot to the ref's discretion, and the coaches all wanted a chance to talk with the volunteer referees who were there.

We got to the passing plays. A couple actually involved new rules limiting contact with the receiver. Buster gave me one down the sidelines and our not too bright defender demonstrated he was clueless about the rule. I went down and he was called for interference. Larry took him out.

Buster called a pattern in the flat that required a tackle to lead me through. Worked like a charm. Touchdown.

Buster and the team laughed in the huddle and said, "Let's go for it."

Five passes, five touchdowns. End of session. We walked off the field trying to wipe the grins off our faces. Several of the coaches were talking intently to Larry and glancing at me. Buster and I were waved over and introduced. The guy from A and M said, "Nice work out there, Parsons. You and Buster are joined at the hip."

Buster said, "I hope not," and everyone laughed. After a shower, Buster and I walked out together. I said, "I think we need to cool it. If the media starts talking about a quarterback-receiving back phenom, the whole conference will be gunning for us."

I whispered another idea to him and he smiled. "Right on. They won't know what happened. You want me to talk to Coach?" I said, "If you do it, sounds better. Carlos being my friend, you know."

"Yeah."

When I got to the office, Clemmie and others were in the office atrium. She said to Laura, "Play it for him."

It was a segment from the noon news. A camera had been in the stands. Not game quality, but it was obvious Buster's passes were falling into my hands. Six in a row. Everyone clapped. I blushed. "It's all Clemmie's fault. She beat me into shape."

There were sandwiches and we talked launch issues while eating. Someone was kneeling behind the sofa working my neck and shoulder muscles. A soft voice said, "I'm running out of things to beat you about." I grabbed a hand and kissed it. "What's the news from Greg? What about the old lady?"

"The old lady is named Anita Thompson. She is sweet and happy to sell for a percentage royalty. We didn't tell her about the bad guys, but she accepted an invitation to the Friday dinner and you are going to sit next to her."

"On the other, it's a limited partnership. The managing partner says it is half dead and the investors want a way out. A hundred thousand will do it, he said."

"Tell DR and ask him if that is a good enough deal."

"I already have. He says yes."

"Call Tom and tell him to negotiate the deal."

"I already have. He called back and said it will close in a week. He has a binding agreement with a forfeiture clause effective today to protect us against the publicity deluge."

"Holy shit, why am I needed around here?" I pulled her over the back of the sofa into my arms and kissed her hard in front of everyone. A big cheer went up. Her eyes were wet, but she tried to club me. 

"I thought you said we couldn't do this in the office."

I kissed her again, harder.

Karen was in the doorway, gesturing. I headed over. "Follow me and don't make any noise."

Oh my god. He had every register going. The whole building was shaking. The crescendo built and built and abruptly stopped. Karl turned to Susan and smiled. "This might work."

Karen dragged me away. "He made us promise absolutely no interruptions. He has Susan running everywhere in the back tweaking things."

I got her around the corner and pushed the fine body against the wall. "I hope you are happy. I sure am. A lot of people in Tucson are going to be."

She shook on my shoulder. "Theo, it is just an organ, but my god, what an impact it makes!"

Clara was in our arms, laughing and pulling me away to review the gallery placements. "These are fakes for the most important pieces. We couldn't afford many, but they are cheap plated gold. Designed to distract attention from the vault and other hangings."

"Saturday morning, the security people will be here in force, and a roving patrol car going back and forth out front. We have been practicing retrieving the pieces and getting them in the vault quickly. With some security people around this morning, we did it in ten minutes flat."

"God, you are good. One of these days, you are going to have your own gallery."

She bit my ear and whispered, "Theo, nothing is dragging me out of here anytime soon. You fixer of women!"

I escaped to Erica's office. She locked the door and pressed me against it. "How did you know an old woman needed you?"

"Hey, too much old talk. You are as hot as the others. Know where to beat me too."

She laughed and said, "Sit down, we still have visa problems. The district director called me and said the DC office wants another look at Manuel. His temporary will cover him another two weeks and we can get a renewal on that once."

"Any idea what the problem is?"

"Local director says there is some sort of hold on him in Mexico. Wouldn't say what."

"Are Selma and the others back from their buying trip?"

"Tonight. Clara and her people need a chance to price and arrange and catalog them. It's going to be tight, but we can go right up to Saturday morning if we need to."

"Selma needs to talk to Eduardo. If it is sensitive, he will know how to handle."

"I already talked to her. She is staying tonight and sending the others ahead so she can have private time with Eduardo."

Arfed again. What a delicious feeling. I pulled her hair and fondled a fine boob. "I owe you. Manuel is doing a fantastic job at the mine. It would really hurt to lose him. I guess you heard about the theft."

"Yes, you owe me, and yes, I know you have to keep him and his crew on the job. That's what I'm here for, isn't it." Her eyes gave me a hard look but the lips were soft.

"I think you are liking not being an analyst."

She straddled me, forcing my head back so she controlled me. Her tongue licked here and there.

"Don't be a smartass. You are kind and caring and we love you. So there." 

I looked at her. "That was supposed to be advice?"

"You can take it anyway you like." She threatened me with her toe. I ran out.

In Kim's office, I said, "Not enough crises. Must be something wrong."

Her phone rang as she was about to answer and she picked up. It wasn't good news. She put it on speaker and I moved over. Clemmie was saying, "Poor DR is out of his mind. He is a desert rat and two SUV's full of agents have him unglued. Something about a DEA order to investigate the property for drugs."

I let out a giant "Shit," and dashed for my office to get Tom on the line. He was gone for the day but Greg was still around. I was shouting into the phone and then calmed down some. "Hey partner, more trouble from the big guys, I think. Local immigration is at the mine going through worker papers and talking about a DEA order to look for drugs. I have a suspicion they are going to find some. Planted by person or persons unknown, but in the meantime, we have a big monkeywrench in our work."

Greg said, "Tom knows the federal prosecutor and can get to him, I think. He is on his way to Phoenix for an association dinner. I think he is going to play the industrial espionage card, but don't tell that to anyone."

I was putting down the phone when Karen came in, almost running. "The organ broke."

"What happened?"

"Something about the air supply. Karl and Susan are trying to reach the people in Missouri."

"Can it be redone locally?"

"They aren't at that point yet. But we only have forty hours or so to the concert."

"Let's you and I start on Plan B and hope we don't have to execute it. Call your organ friends here and ask about people who do repairs. That let's Karl and Susan concentrate on what they are doing."

Kim walked in. "I'm on my way to the mine. Erica is going with me. I think they may back down a bit with a show of force from the owner and the HR person. Poor DR is freaked out. You will hold the fort?" She smiled at me.

I smiled to myself, sports metaphors going through my head. Fourth quarter and behind two touchdowns. I looked downfield and the best defender in the conference had me in his headlights.

"Ok, Buster, keep it away from Reynolds, he is bad news."

"Don't worry Parsons, we are doing that cross field thing between the other end and the safety."

Clemmie punched me and said, "Stop daydreaming, we got trouble."

I hugged her and said, "Yes. Trouble. I was thinking about Buster's passes this morning. We are going to win this game, Clemmie."

"Yeah, we are. You think I coached you to lose?" I punched at her and she dropped me with a kick I didn't see coming. Damn, that hurt.

I was lying on the floor clutching my leg when the twins walked in. "Clemmie! Did you do that to him? We've got trouble!"

"That's what I told him, but he tried to punch me and I dropped him."

They sat on the sofa and said, "You two are impossible. The whole place is coming unglued. What can we do to help?"

"Believe or not, neither of these things is fatal to our critical path. Round up the department heads and bring them here for a short briefing."

Clemmie helped me up and said, "I'm sorry, that was a dumb move."

"I already told you I would beat you if you stopped being direct with me. That kick of yours is pretty damn direct. I need more lessons."

People filtered in, looking very serious. When almost everyone was there, I began.

"What I am going to say is very confidential. Don't mention it to anyone, on the staff or otherwise, without checking with me or Kim. We think the mine is the target of a big operation trying to scare us and buy us out. Our lawyers call it industrial espionage. Someone has gotten to the feds to accuse us of having a drug operation at the mine. The lawyers are very good and will work this out, but of course, we have a timing setback and a damn nuisance.

"Another thing. A few minutes ago, our new used organ broke while being tested. Don't know yet what parts may be required and how hard to get them. I'd hate to postpone the concert on Friday, but that is not the end of the world, either. 

"The important thing is to keep rumors under control and morale high. Go back and pass the word that there are some complications, but not threatening to the launch. Everyone concentrate on the tasks that must happen before Saturday. The twins will stay on top of this minute to minute and send out text messages as needed. Please be very sensitive about letting anything leak to the press. We don't need false rumors in tomorrow's or Friday's paper. Clemmie will take all media calls right now to keep pressure off Clara and her people.

I smiled at them. "Ok, go out there gang, we are on top of our game!"

She was at my side, whispering, "They will follow you anywhere, Theo. That was great."

The twins were behind her, "Yes, great. What do you want to do about feeding people? Are we having an all night command center here?"

"One thing we should do right now is double up on security. There probably needs to be an outside patrol. I need to talk to Greg about our story for the local police."

Clemmie peeled off to see if she could reach Greg. The twins and I looked at each other, thinking about the command center problem.

"Keeler is better for food and sleeping in shifts, but it is half an hour away from here. I'm nervous about the team being up there and having something happen at the gallery. For tonight, let's prepare to support eating and sleeping here."

Clemmie reported, "Greg knows the deputy chief and is calling him. Going to ask for a lid on this for twenty-four hours to get more facts straight. I've got the main office number transferred to my phone. That's going to keep me busy for a while, I guess."

I said, "Let's put a message on it saying the office is closed but media inquiries about the launch will be answered as quickly as possible and please leave a message."

"Yes. Make it look as though everything is normal."

I smiled at her and held out my arms. "Theo," she sniffled, "I still feel bad about that kick." Her body pressed on me and I had a subversive thought, which sent me giggling and pulling her to the sofa.

"What now?"

"I was just thinking that if I was ten years old, and had a bleedy hurt on my knee, my mommy would hug me like that and make it all good again."

"God damn it." She buried her head in my shoulder and cried. She looked up and the twins were back.

"Get over here and listen to this."

"Theo Parsons, if you accuse me once more of being good mommy material, I am going to throw my birth control down the toilet and make a baby for us!"

The four of us wiggled around and I kissed the twins as hard as I could. "Any normal guy would jump at the chance to have a baby with Clemmie. Should I take her up on it? She hasn't even started college yet."

Clemmie lay back on my lap with the twins draped around my shoulders. Her eyes had that provocative look she was so good at.

"Theo, you see that look? Watch your step."

"I do. I do, but she takes me down every time."

Clemmie reached up and used my hair to pull me to her lips. The voice was very low and fierce. "You are off the hook this time, but a bridge has been crossed. There are witnesses here and the message is that you and I are having a baby, whether we are married or not. We will discuss the timing later."

The twins had wide eyes. "Theo! She really means that. You are in trouble."

I licked at them. "You call having a baby with one of the smartest, most elegant, most loving women on the planet trouble? I don't think so. I don't think so at all."

The three of them collapsed in a pile of tears and told me to go away.

I walked back to the organ room. Karl and Susan were huddled down front with a telephone. He looked up and I said, "Hi, I'm Theo." 

He smiled thinly and said, "Problems."

I said, "Please let me know if you need more support." Gesturing to Susan, I said, "She is good."

He mouthed, "I know." I left them to their work.

I tried Kim but got a click to her answer. Must be talking to someone.

It was long after five, but staff people were still working. I decided to stay out of their hair. They didn't need conversation with the boss just now.

I remembered reading a war novel about how generals spend most of their time waiting around for reports from subordinates about what is happening. 

When I got back to the office atrium, there was a table set up with takeout, and beer and wine. I grabbed some and found a chair to one side. People came and took food away, others sat down in the room. They were giving me a lot of space. 

A body appeared on the chair next to me. I said, "Where is the CEO's temporary pad tonight?"

"There's a sofa, or a blowup mattress somebody found."

I want you there."

"I thought I was in trouble. I went way over the line this time,"

"As soon as this is over, we are going to talk, you and I, about who was over what line. In the meantime, I want you close by. May need training advice."

She choked on that and I pounded on her back.

"Damn, it's hard to stay mad at you."

"I was thinking of that marriage advice that says don't ever go to bed mad."

Sarah was at my back. "But you are always fighting with us when we go to bed. Wouldn't know what to do without it."

I pulled her into my lap, and ran my hand up under the short skirt to her briefs. "Ah, he is back to molesting us. Things must be improving. Please rub me there nicely."

Susan walked into the room beaming. "Fixed!" We high fived. My eyes questioned her.

"Let me take a plate to Karl and I'll come back. He wants to work for another hour."

Sarah got up and whispered, "She needs your hand on her bottom more than I do." Clemmie reached over and cuffed me. "Good for nothing. You are probably not even going to have to sleep here."

"See if you can get a report from Kim."

Susan came back and sat in my lap. She was eating but gave me a kiss on the cheek. "That was a scare. Thought we had burned out the blower motor, but turned out to be a bad contact on the controller. Surfaced when Karl used all the capacity at once."  

"You are a happy camper again?"

"I am. Need any company tonight? I heard the football was out of sight." 

Clemmie was looking daggers at me.

"I am in deep shit with this lovely woman and must mend fences."

Clemmie said, "We are having a beating contest at ten if Kim says she has the mine under control. You are welcome to attend."

At that moment, Kim and Erica walked in. "Did I hear my name?"




The Dark Lady Ch. 10



We all stood and cheered. 

"Theo, you have a basket case of a geologist and a crew foreman out there. They will need a visit in the morning. But we stood our ground and told immigration no search without a warrant, and no news release about the workers, who all had perfectly good papers. We got Greg on the line with the chief and he read them the riot act. Probable cause, defamation suit, the whole nine yards."

Erica added, "The local folks seemed unhappy about going out there on a wild goose chase based on just a phone call from DC. Won't do that again. At least, not with us."

After food and more chit chat, I could feel myself fading. All that running this morning was kicking in. Clemmie yanked me up by my hair and said, "This one is going home with me. His training needs attention, even though he distinguished himself this morning and got television coverage."

I was led away. Clemmie refused all offers of help except Susan's, who said she would be there as soon as she checked out with Karl and made sure there was a cab to take him to the Hilton.

I buckled my belt and sat hunched over meekly.

We were out of the parking lot when the first blow landed.

"I don't like it when you make me cry."

"I'm young and dumb. I'm sorry."

"This was not the right time to tease me about babies."

"I noticed. You were pretty fierce."

"We have to talk."

"Yes."

"I'm sweaty and smelly from all that tension."

"So am I. So is Susan, I bet."

"We will shower together and you will be nice and not make any nasty cracks."

"Yes."

"You are cute when I have beaten you down enough."

"When do I get out of the penalty box?"

"That is on the list of things to talk about."

There was silence the rest of the way to her house. I was really out of it now, dragging into the bedroom and getting out of my clothes. She stepped her naked body into my arms and said, "Tell me."

"I love you."

"That's better. Get in the shower."

I was hardly standing and she realized her trainee was asleep on his feet. She even dried me off before tucking me and going back to dry her hair. I never heard Susan arrive.

It was barely light but my brain was saying something about another big day. The bodies on either side were warm and breathing slowly. I was never getting out without waking them. The more I thought about how nice they were, the harder I got. The breathing on the one with her back to my front changed, and Susan wiggled harder into me. My fingers wandered over her breasts, rubbing and caressing. "You are bad. Clemmie says no sex until there is a talk."

I knew for sure this was a fake. My finger found a damp pussy getting wetter. I kissed the back of her neck and she wiggled again. I lifted her thigh and slipped my erection into the warm damp crevice between her legs. It was fun working around until he was inside. Her breath caught as I thrust gently and pinched a stiff nipple. "Clemmie is going to kill me."

Clemmie eased out and stood looking down at us, saying, "Morning sex with Theo is special. You are first. I will make coffee."

I asked her, "Do you want to be on top?"

"That would be nice."

Her tits were incredible in the early sunlight. My hands leaned her gently down so my tongue and lips could find nirvana. She clenched me hard and posted.

"That was a great save yesterday, teacher."

"Thank you. I was sure for a while our opening concert was down the drain. I think Karl was too. He is not into the mechanical side of the instruments he plays. With the music in his head and those hands, he shouldn't be."

Susan was smiling and moving on me steadily while she talked. Clemmie was watching from the doorway while the coffee was dripping. "The two of you look fabulous this morning."

"I'm going to stop. I don't need to come. It is just a gentle wakeup. You can have him now."

Clemmie deliberately launched herself from five feet away and landed on my chest with a big thump.

"Take that, miserable excuse for a mate." She centered herself on me and dropped down. I firmed up and her sweet cunt took a hard thrust all the way in. I felt him belting her insides.

"Oof, you big thing, trying to destroy your girlfriend?"

I flipped us over and pounded her, then lifted up and walked away. "We have to talk."

She pounded me back in the shower. I pinched her tits. We soaped each other and laughed.

"I thought you had back pressure."

"You've got me so confused, I don't know what kind of pressure I have."

She sat on my shoulders on the bed and got Susan to sit on my butt. I was fed small sips of coffee and a piece of toast. 

"We have to finish that conversation about babies."

"I thought it was over. I am to impregnate you at a time and place of your choosing."

"Are my babies going to be illegitimate?"

"Not if I can help it."

"So you are going to marry me."

"That's a possibility, unless you get a better deal with someone else."

She yanked hard on my hair. "Not a permitted answer."

"Ok. I give in, I'll marry you. But we have to agree about the other women."

"Well, I don't want to wreck what we have. But babies need a mother and father around."

"You are right. I agree."

Susan said, "That's good. I want one of his babies too."

Clemmie said to her, "How do we keep this from getting out of control? If you and I have the gorgeous blond babies we want, he will be buried in ovulating women."

They giggled. "We will have to work on that."

I turned over under them. "I certainly hope so. Are all three of us going to the mine?"

Clemmie sat in the back seat so she could harass both of us. "Which was worse yesterday, facing those coaches, or seeing Kim disappear to fight off the Feds?"

"My nerves are getting steadier. Didn't cave for either of them. Helped that you were tough with me weeks ago."

Her voice was soft, "Susan, he is talking his way into my heart again. Have you ever felt you would just go with whatever a guy said? For being younger than us, he is a real rock."

Susan was kissing my hand. "He makes us reach for the stars. That is what I like best."

"Stop it, both of you. My ego can't stand this much stroking."

As we drew up to the mine entrance, reality arrived with a bang. DR and Manuel were waiting with long faces.

"Theo, bad guys were here again last night. We have pictures."

We followed them into the shack with the security monitors. One of them was queued up with footage from almost four am. DR pushed a button and we watched the screen as it showed three dark figures at the fence, digging a hole and inserting something in it. Then slinking off into the dark.

"Have we tried to dig it yet?"

Manuel said, "Might be boobytrapped. Smugglers do that to discourage nosy cops."

"But it is likely an explosive charge with a timer?"

"Yes, but not enough in that size hole to do much damage. That's about a hundred yards from here."

Clemmie said, "Consistent with trying to scare and discourage us."

DR asked, "Do these guys know the connection with the gallery yet?"

Clemmie, the new counterterrorism expert, said, "At the least, they are peeved about our legal activity, the lack of success with the phone calls from DC, and perhaps Kim's lunch today with the little old lady, if they have hired surveillance."

I looked around and said, "What about coffee out in the sun?"

Manuel went to check on his workers, saying he would be back. The rest of us sat in the dust, backs against a rock, and sipped strong black coffee made the way the Mexicans liked it.

I started the conversation, "If there are real explosives in that hole, they have crossed the line into seriously illegal activity. Or hired it done. If the cops knew about it, they would be all over us, and so would the media. The question is, what is driving them now? They know who we are, and who our lawyers are. Shortly they will discover we have acquired the rest of the private land around here, and will be left with only a possible federal land mining claim, which isn't going anywhere fast."

I stopped and looked around the group. "Clemmie, is Greg working on exposing who is behind this?"

She was sitting next to DR, with her arm around his shoulders. DR was looking like he needed some comforting. Clemmie winked at me and said to him, "DR, cheer up. We have good lawyers, and we have friends at the police. Manuel and his guys are tough."

DR looked at her and kissed the side of her cheek. "Clemmie, keep talking. I'm improving." They laughed together. To me, she said, "Locking down the land comes first, but yes, Greg is digging for identities."

DR looked at Manuel and said, "No cops and no publicity means we deal with what's in that hole ourselves. What do you think?"

"Maybe has timer. Maybe remote control. Maybe nothing, just to keep us guessing."

He sipped his coffee, and continued. "I think we fill loader bucket and have operator all bundled up and drive out and dump on top. If it goes off later, not much happens."

Gutsy, I thought to myself. DR said, "We can't let one of your people get injured, I'll drive."

Manuel laughed at him, "DR, we are taking no chances on our geologist getting blown up. I am foreman, I will drive."

My stomach clutched, thinking of his family. 

I said, "Hang on a minute. We may break this case today or tomorrow. Can we work today far enough away to be safe? And maybe take tomorrow off? Give the guys some extra time with their families. They have been working hard. By Saturday, if we haven't found out who is behind this, we give the whole thing to the cops. The state police and the feds will be all over it. And our launch event will have taken place." 

I got relieved looks from DR and Manuel. The boss had taken them off the hook.

"Clemmie, grab that tape. We need to get it to Greg as soon as we can."

I stood, "Guys, we have to go back. I'll be available on my cell and ready to get down here fast if anything else develops."

The car was very quiet as we drove away. I glanced over my shoulder and saw the two women holding each other in the back seat.

"Theo, I was so happy you stepped in and stopped them from trying to be brave. Nothing we are doing is worth getting someone killed."

"You're right. And if we are lucky, we catch these guys and put some of them in jail."

I drove directly to the lawyer's office and let Clemmie out, telling her not to worry about walking into their office in field clothes. "When they get a look at that tape, they will understand."

I went directly to Kim's office and relayed the latest incident at the mine. She stared at me and said, "You did exactly the right thing. I'll call DR and thank him."

I made my way around the Gallery, making reassuring comments and deflecting rumors, saying everything was under control at the mine. There was a large do not disturb sign on the organ room and I could hear gorgeous sounds from inside.

In my office, I worked on message slips and thirty minutes later, Clemmie came in, grinning. I gestured to my lap and she climbed on me. 

"Oh god, Theo, that was the best advice you gave me. I walked in there, dust from head to toe, and handed them the tape with my Marine sergeant voice, telling them the bad guys were up to no good at the mine. Tom and Greg took one look at it and got all red in the face. Tom said, 'Damn, Clemmie, they're trying to blow you up!' I gave them my drawl, like DR does, and said 'Yep, looks that way. You guys gonna help us out?' They looked at me and asked if I was ok. I said a few skunks in the desert weren't stopping us and I should leave so they could get to work."

I hugged her tight and asked if I should drive her home to change. "Yes, I need to be naked with you."

She climbed down and batted me. "But today only, I am going to change and clean up in your executive bathroom, because it is Thursday and we have a zillion things to do. Tonight is the big press preview and it better go well."

The twins came in as Clemmie was disappearing into the bathroom and asked, "Have you been after her in the office again?"

I pulled them tight and said, "Don't I wish. She just told me no fooling around because there is so much work to do. She walked into the lawyer's office looking like that and blew them away with a tape showing a package being buried at the mine last night that may be explosives. Tom and Greg are madder than hell and chasing our bad guys full time."

I marched the four of us out to the gallery floor and asked where they needed help. We were going to close early, in another two hours, to allow time for the caterers to set up the dinner tables and other arrangements. Despite efforts at limiting credentials, the press corps had grown from an expected thirty to nearly a hundred. Clara, Karen and helpers were discreetly arranging some of the new displays, which were empty at the moment. 

Susan waved at me and I met her at the door to the organ room. "As soon as we close, I want you to help us adjust the gallery sound system for the organ. There is going to be music during the cocktail hour before dinner." She vanished after a quick kiss and a smile.

Kim and Selma and Marty appeared, also ready to help. Maria came up and gave me an elbow. "Manuel says you kept him from being blown up this morning." I gestured to a dark corner and maneuvered her against the wall. She was wearing a flowered blouse with a peasant skirt and looked luscious.

"Listen, hot stuff, I am not about to get my best foreman and your husband injured." She got an arm around my neck and squeezed. "Selma is teaching me tricks to control husband. Very risky for Latina to try that!" She giggled and kissed me. "Theo, I am having such fun. Karen is putting me at a table tonight with Hispanic press people. I am to spread only good rumors."

"Speaking of rumors, is it true that you have a degree from the National University in Mexico City?"

"Si, my mother insisted. But there were no jobs, so I moved to Nogales and married Manuel. He has been very good to me, and my sons are such a treasure. You and Kim have given our family wonderful opportunities." 

I squeezed her hand and whispered, "Remind me to be very careful around smart, sexy Hispanic women."

A voice behind us said, "I've got your back."

I looked around to see Erica giving me the evil eye. "Are you flirting with the staff again? The minority female staff?"

I twisted her arm behind her and kissed the nape of her neck. "Any Anglo guy who made a move on Maria would be very, very sorry."

"I suppose you want credit for a good hiring decision?"

"What about an invitation to your house and bed?"

Clara was there, "Theo, if you only came out here to flirt with the staff, I will have you escorted off the premises."

I arranged her side by side with Erica and stood to their rear. "I want the two of you to stand there having a conversation and don't move for two minutes."

They started discussing the dinner arrangements and assignments of staff to tables to act as resource people for the press. My thumbs were busy running up and down their spines and my lips touched their necks, with tongue caresses.

They started to complain, but I said, "No complaints. I am trying to make you feel good and reduce anxiety. You are very desirable women. I've taken you to bed, and I am going to do it again. You have worked hard for weeks, and tonight starts the fulfillment of all our plans."

"Theo, stop this minute. We are going to come right here in the middle of the gallery..."

Kim saw the blushing ladies and came over. "Take him away. He is seducing us, here in the open."

She had my hand, threatening to bite. "We are going to lunch and will be back as soon as the gallery is closed."

Karen was collected also and we caucused at a restaurant down the street. Their faces were full of color with the excitement of the launch. I held their hands and smiled. They were squirming around on their seats like coeds.

"We are here to review possible last minute glitches. Have all the reporters who are special been accounted for?"

"Theo, it is a scramble. The national media and television have got wind of us and we are drowning in media requests. I told them because of space constraints, there would only be pool coverage and the local station gets first priority."

"What about interviews in Spanish?"

"Yes. We have already done one with Maria and Selma concentrating on the Hispanic heritage angle. Some very nice shots of Mexican jewelry. Marty is going to be filmed this evening for a segment on a station in Mexico City."

Kim looked at me. "Susan has talked to Evie about making sure she gets DR cleaned up and at the dinner tomorrow. Ditto for Maria and Manuel, and Selma and Eduardo."

"We should make sure Martin Sanchez, the principal, gets visibility. What if we give him a couple of minutes before the auction starts to describe the Bridges program and how the money is going to be used?"

"We better take the picture of Karen's chest down from the monitors while he is talking." 

I laughed and said, "No one, even the President, could compete with those tits on Saturday morning."

We sauntered back to the Gallery in warm sun. "Where am I sitting tonight and what do I say?"

Not waiting for a reply, I continued, "Here's a last minute idea to reduce the infernal pecking order problems with the media. Let's make some placards for the tables that identify parts of the new experience we are creating. For instance, we could have one marked for the arts program and Karen can preside to answer questions. Susan and Karl can be at a table for the music program. You get the idea. The press and tv mavens will have to decide what they want to write about rather than who is most important."

The two of them were cuffing me on a public street. "Theo! Let's hurry back, we will punish you later!"

I added, "Make sure that everyone understands anything said tonight is strictly embargoed until Saturday noon. Any leaks and the little mementos we are planning for each media person will disappear!"

I went looking for Clemmie and found her on the phone in my office, hopping up and down.

"Yes! yes. I'll find him and get back immediately."

She was dashing into my arms when I said, "Clemmie, save some energy. It's going to be a long night."

She pointed to the sofa. "Let me relax in your lap and tell you the latest."

"The police have one of Carlos' classmates in custody for interrogation. He was heard bragging about money he got for lending some guys a truck last night. Carlos passed it to Martin and he called the police. It could be related to the people who planted the explosives.

"And Greg wants us to let him contact the FBI. They can follow leads faster than he and Tom can, and he is pretty sure they will stay out of the media until Saturday."

"Call Greg and give him the all clear from us. But I have to warn you I am in trouble again."

She stood glaring at me. "Theo, today is not for causing trouble."

"If you go out in the gallery you will see a lot of rushing around. They are redoing the seating for tonight to arrange the press and tv people in tables by program, so they aren't all chasing their idea of important people."

"Where do I sit?"

"You and Kim are going to be at the Parsons Mining Corporation table, of which you are the new CEO. I've decided to fold that other job into a bigger responsibility and promote you. Everything is embargoed until Saturday, but the three of us had better start work on a carefully worded press release about the mining company."

She was pulling viciously on my hair when Laura came in with an urgent question. "What has he done now, other than make a shambles of our dinner arrangements for tonight?"

No tears this time. She looked fierce. "He's decided to spin off a mining company and make me CEO."




The Dark Lady Ch. 10



"My god, Clemmie, that's wonderful!"

"Any normal woman my age would be in a dead faint on the floor. He is going to suffer when this is over."

As Clemmie called Greg, I started for the gallery to find Erica. She found me first, shoving us against the wall with a thud. "I hope you notice there are twenty women racing around following up on your latest idea."

"Anything that keeps us one jump ahead of the press is welcome, isn't it?" She looked around and then pressed her lips to mine.

"I was looking for you to talk about another thing we need to do."

"Let's go to my office so I can listen properly." The look she gave me was stern until the end, when her lips turned up in a smile.

HR didn't have a listening couch yet, so she had to settle for another session against the wall. My arms were tight and my tongue wandered over her neck and ear.

"Hmmm. I've never read about an office where the boss gives out kisses and hugs along with instructions."

"You get more than hugs, but that has to wait. I am here with a heads up that the mining thing needs to stand on its own two feet. I already put Clemmie in charge of those land deals, but I want to fold that into something called Parsons Mining Corporation and have her continue as CEO. She's acting like one right now, working with Greg and the police on catching the bad guys who are terrorizing DR and Manuel. The lawyers can figure out the details, but for once I wanted to clue you in early."

"Am I the Director of Personnel for Parsons Mining?" Her knee was threatening my crotch.

"You are if you agree to make Carlos the Director of Security. He needs a promotion too, after that last scrimmage."

She pulled on my ears and mashed her lips to mine. "One of these days, I am going to catch up with that fearsome brain of yours. Just you wait."

"If you see Kim, tell her she is about to be Chairman of a mining corporation."

I went looking for Susan to inquire about the organ preparations. She was behind a closed door, arranging music at the console and making notes, but looked up with a smile and a kiss.

"Poor Karl, he about had a heart attack when he discovered I was going to play cocktail music before dinner."

"You promised no Sinatra, and no Tony Bennett?"

She frowned. "Absolutely. No Vegas tunes at all. What about some Broadway hits? South Pacific? Les Mis?"

"Perfect. Give me a few chords."

She started into 'Younger Than Springtime,' and I could instantly see Mary Martin singing it. 

I kissed the side of her cheek, "That will blow them away. See you in a bit."

The look I got from Clara was totally dark, until she too broke into a smile. "The women have a new plan. You are going to be fined for excessive ideas. We haven't decided how much, but it will be substantial." Her armlock was getting stronger everyday.

"You didn't tell me you have been working out."

"We had to. It was humiliating to watch Clemmie taking you down all by herself."

"Now that I have screwed up your media arrangements, where are you going to sit?"

"Karen and I have decided to be the flying squad. Why don't you join us? A press event like this has an ego crisis every minute."

"Can I use your office if I have to deal with a particularly delectable ego?"

"I'm not even going to answer that. Do you have any idea what the press would do with a story about the young sexy President of Parsons getting into a cute blond reporter's panties?"

"Ok. I promise to behave. But I only have that one outfit."

"Save it for tomorrow night at the Inn. Dress down. Pretend you are Steve Jobs. Black turtleneck with pressed jeans. Wear dark glasses and tell them your eyes are sensitive to the floods."

"What if they hit on me?"

"Practice saying no politely."

My next stop was with Selma and Marty, who were headed for the garage to get dressed at home. I got kissed and told to come along. At that very moment, Kim came striding up, full of trouble. I jumped in first saying I needed permission to leave with our Spanish friends for a quick conference.

She gave them a totally hostile glare and said, "If I hear either of you messed around with him..."

To me, she said, with a hug, "I love these new jobs you keep giving me. That's a fine idea to separate the mining operation. See me when you get back."

At the last second, Clemmie barreled through the door with us, explaining that I obviously needed a chaperone. We got in the back seat and she was all over me. But stopped and apologized to the others in Spanish. I just sat there soaking up the bombshell in my arms as they talked over my head. Were the two of us really going to marry and have babies?

She cooed in my ear, "They said it is ok if they are ignored just this once. They understand that El Presidente has matters of state to deal with."

My fingers wormed into the front of her dress and found the appropriate item to pinch. Marty was in the passenger seat watching. "Senor Theo," she said, laying it on, "that does not seem to be a state secret you have in your fingers."

Clemmie batted me away and said, "Carlos called Maria and said that his classmate told the police the guys he rented to had backpacks and accents he didn't recognize. When they brought the car back this morning, they didn't have the backpacks and had him drive them to the bus station. Carlos said the kid is terrified now that he knows he might have gotten Manuel killed."

"I called Greg and he had the FBI bureau chief on the other line. I told him the Carlos info and he is passing that along right now."

Selma said from the driver's seat, "Clemmie, when this is over, if we are still alive, it will make a terrific tv show."

I whispered in Clemmie's ear and she said in Spanish, with great emphasis, "Selma, he says you are going over his knee for thinking negatively, and he is also going to talk to Eduardo about wifely discipline."

It was decided Clemmie and I would get our clothes and come back to Selma's house, after letting them out. She reclined the seat back and smiled at me with a twinkle in her eye. "Still no lack of excitement around you, Theo."

"Can I say something serious?"

She sat up and paid attention. It was amazing what some executive responsibility had done to her.

"We need to be prepared for mischief at the next two day's events. The probability is low, but not zero that one of the clowns involved in the espionage scheme may decide to get violent. Not likely tonight because the press are too convenient a target, but tomorrow night a lot of community leaders are going to be in one room for dinner. Let's keep using Greg and Tom as intermediaries with law enforcement, but when we get back to the office, make a call to Greg and ask him to talk to the FBI about the connection between the mine and our gallery launch. Ask for some quiet surveillance at the dinner."

"Damn, Theo, I am sure glad you are thinking ahead for us." Her smile was gone.

"Now comes the hard part. You have to dress up and be a congenial host this evening, keeping an eye out for anything suspicious, without anyone suspecting you are other than a very attractive young woman at an art gallery event."

She dashed into her house, swearing under her breath and returned in a moment with two arms full. I asked her to drive to my place, where we retrieved my new dress down outfit, per Clara's instructions. Clemmie had a laughing fit when I told her what Clara had said. "Ok, Theo. To go with those clothes, you have to stare meaningfully and silently into their eyes until they flinch. When you answer their questions, your words have to be torn off monosyllables with an Irish accent."

After the four of us were dressed at Selma's, Clemmie repeated what she said to me, and the two Spanish women were impressed. "Theo, you can also be from Madrid and answer with one or two words in Spanish. Not enough to give away your lack of accent."

We were back in the gallery at five, where temporary calm prevailed. The invitations said five-thirty, and it had been decided to keep the doors locked until then. The doors to the organ room were wide open and Susan was playing a few chords very softly to calm nerves and warm her fingers.

Carlos, Arturo, James and Mark were standing near the entrance doors. "That was a great job you did today, Carlos. The FBI are involved now and you gave them a good lead. There is a chance those people, whoever they are, might try something tonight or tomorrow night. All of you, keep a sharp eye for anything that does not seem right. If you have to use force, try to get them on the floor and immobilized and shout for help."

Carlos said, "Si, Senor Theo. You are looking good. Very good. Movie star good. These women will be hitting on you."

"That's what I am afraid of. Clara told me to dress down."

"Si. Excelente."

A quiet voice from behind me said, "Theo, you simply can't look that gorgeous. There is someone here you need to meet, but both of us are almost fainting."

I turned to see two smiling faces on two very dressed up women. 

"This is Emile Konstanz, the cultural editor of the morning paper. She is a great friend of the gallery and is getting a personal tour."

"You two are the gorgeous ones." I gave Karen a quick kiss on the lips, and tried one on Emile's cheek, but got her lips instead. Soft, yielding sensuous lips.

"Call me Milly. How does one get a date?"

I blushed and they laughed. Karen said, "Theo, you better get ready, most of the women here tonight are going to ask for a date."

"Maybe you could spread the word that I am nasty, egotistical and terrible in bed."

Milly put her arm around my waist and murmured, "What if I said I would take what I can get. Rumor has it there is a secret penthouse up on the bluff where you do your loving."

Clara and Karen were standing there, laughing. I realized what was going on and gently twisted Milly's arm behind her. "They put you up to this. You are testing my defenses against predatory females."

She twisted out of my hold, clasped arms around my neck and plastered her mouth on mine. 

I wrapped her in a bear hug and whispered, "Let's do this right. I'm going to give you another hot kiss, then we are going to walk quickly down that corridor behind you, saying we will be right back."

She jerked in my arms and pressed tighter as I delivered the wet kiss. We broke apart, casting hot looks at each other, and skipped into the corridor with the crack about being right back. I turned the corner and took her back in my arms. Her sex was pressing on my erection. 

"What would it take for us to actually disappear? I am hotter after three kisses than I've ever been in my life. Those rumors I've heard are really true." She went back to kissing.

Karen appeared and made a sandwich of the three of us. "Now you know what being around him is like. If you want a job and his bed, you have to convince him and his mom that the company needs a full time press relations person."

"Am I allowed to faint? This is the craziest gallery tour I have ever been on."

"No. We need your fine hand in a teasing piece on Saturday morning, and a feature with color photos on Sunday. After that, who knows? I can tell from his eyes that you are making a good impression."

"What about that hard thing making my pussy wet?"

"He is off limits until after the launch."

Karen made both of us stand still while she repaired lipstick damage, and we discreetly made our way back as the doors were opening. Milly squeezed my hand and batted her lashes at me. Damn.

The next hour was fun. Clara and Karen kept depositing breathless females with me, who started out not believing the young guy in jeans was the President, and ended up asking endless dumb questions to try to keep my attention long enough to ask them where their hotel room was. My technique improved with each encounter. 

Susan's organ music was totally delightful, and drowned out most of the conversational din. I spied a middle aged woman swaying to "I'm in Love With a Wonderful Guy," and went over. 

"Hello, I'm Theo Parsons. You are enjoying the songs?"

She held my hand. "This is so romantic. My husband and I went to the show when it was still on Broadway on our honeymoon. I so wish he was here." 

"That's wonderful. Are you coming to the recital tomorrow?"

"No, darn it. Tickets were gone by the time I found out."

"Excuse me just a moment." My secret stash of VIP tickets was in my office.

I grasped her hand from the side and pressed a ticket into it. 

She wrapped her arms around me and sighed, "I am SO grateful! I've heard Mr. Lagerstrom play at St. John's and he is wonderful. And I read that this is a restored Melchior organ. What a treat."

I kissed her on the cheek and said I needed to circulate. Karen caught me in passing and said, "You do know who that woman hugging you was?"

I shook my head, "She is the senior music critic for the New York Times. That was a recital ticket wasn't it?"

I nodded and got a punch. "Theo, your instincts are right on target!"

I hurried to catch up with Maria and meet some of the Hispanic journalists. She saw me approach and we wrapped arms around each other. "This is Senor Theo Parsons, our leader." There was a lot of rapid Spanish after that. I loved the dark eyes giving me that 'hello there!' look. Maria poked my side. One of the men asked me a football question, "You play with Maria's son, Carlos?"

I said to all of them, "You should pay attention to Carlos. One of these days, he will be first string quarterback for the university and they will win the conference title." I caught Carlos' eye and summoned him over. Maria positioned herself in the middle and said something in Spanish that sounded like "My guys!" Carlos and I butt fisted each other in front of her. It was a fine moment and the press scribbled wildly.

A couple of trumpet calls sounded on the organ and everyone looked for a seat. I waved at Susan and asked her to find the Times reporter if she could.

The ambiance we hoped for was everywhere. Lots of smiles. After dinner, a sideboard offered small glasses of sauterne to accompany strolls around the gallery, which was partially open with new displays but no gold or diamonds. 

Kim was pleasantly shooing the last guests out the front door at 10:30 as the rest of us began to relax. I caucused with Carlos and the other security people, who were taking shifts for the rest of the night.

"I'm sleeping down here tonight. As you know, we have a police situation in progress with some vandalism at the mine. The people we think are involved might try something here, so keep on alert."

I got them all to put my cell number on their one button list and said, "Call 911 first and then me."

The women were not happy about my staying at the gallery. I carefully did not pull rank, but accepted a stern edict from Clemmie that she was staying with me to provide backup. She got hugs from the others who went to their beds.

"I suppose you don't have a teeshirt around here, do you?"

"No nude encounter with bad guys?"

"Buster, you are angling for a complete cutoff of privileges."

I got her in a nice tight hug in the hall outside my office. "We've never had a sweep for bugs here, have we?"

She shook her head. I said, "Ok, we are taking the blowup mattress to one of the alcoves out there in the open, and sleeping in our clothes, except you can't wreck that nice dress, so you will have to let me molest you in those fancy undies."

"We are not starting something we can't finish. I'm going to hang the dress up in the bathroom and put on your sweats."

We found a spot and were asleep almost before our heads went down. Sometime still in the dark, there was a creak that woke both of us. I kissed the side of her neck as we lay still trying to identify what we had heard. Suddenly, and it almost lifted us off the air mattress, there was a thunderous chord from the organ.

"It's Karl, he's getting some last minute practice time." She turned into me with a hot kiss. Even though the door was closed, the sounds coming out into the atrium were marvelous. Clemmie giggled and whispered, "Do we need organ sex?"

I eased her on top and we lay there. Listening to our very own organ was almost as good as sex. Almost.

My watch said four-thirty. I reached for my phone and handed it to Clemmie. "Call Susan."

"Hi. No, this isn't an emergency. Listen."

In a moment, Susan was breathlessly asking what was going on. "Your distinguished organist is getting in some last minute practice."

More noise from the phone. "We spent the night on the air mattress in the atrium. I'm on top of him now, listening to the divine music."

"No, I told him we were not starting anything we couldn't finish. Bad guys do not get a sex show. Can you sneak in here and join us?"

I whispered, "Bring coffee and rolls. I'll unlock the door to the garage."

I also got into working clothes without turning on any lights and went cautiously out the front door. Two shadows were immediately upon me. "It's ok, it's me, Theo."

Two of the hired guards, who wanted to know what the organ noises meant. They had been trying to decide whether to call the cops.

I thanked them and suggested a quick break at the coffee shop down the block that has an early open.

A little after I got back inside, Susan's small flashlight was picking out our little bed. She sat between us with the breakfast sack and demanded kisses. "I'm sure he doesn't want us to disturb him. We have to sit and listen."

Clemmie licked her and said, "Tough duty. Kim is going to be pissed."

"What about Karen and Clara? My ass is grass." She giggled and kissed me again.

We snuggled together under the sofa blanket. "God Theo, this is so neat. If there weren't real bad guys around, I'd think this was a college prank."

I asked Clemmie, "How early can you call Greg for an update?"

"Maybe seven-thirty, after he and Tom have had a chance to make their own calls."

I pulled her over Susan's and my laps, digging fingers into the muscled back. "Susan, she dropped me again yesterday. What about Director of Women's Athletics? Make her responsible for team sports. Can you imagine what a Parson's Women's Karate Team could do?"

She bit into my thigh and mumbled, "Next time I am going to do more than drop you."

Susan took the place just vacated by Clemmie, where her sexy behind got attention. "I guess you are fully occupied with the recital. Sound systems always go out just when they are needed, so make sure you have a tech or two around. Are we serving anything to the guests afterwards?"

"Clara says time is too short. We need to clear the building to start preparing for tomorrow, because most of us are required out at the Inn by five."

The music stopped and Susan went to see if Karl needed anything. Clemmie and I packed up and headed to my office.

She nudged my hip and said, "We make a good team?"

I smiled at her, "You know, when I inherited you as a secretary, I thought, 'She is a nice bit of fluff.' "

Another nudge, "I am more than fluff?"

"When you ran that loader up on the trailer the first try, I said, 'That's real fluff.' "

"So you and I are going to make more fluff together?"

"Keep my sweats on and head out to the mine now. Manuel and DR will be out of their minds. You can call Greg on the way and get everyone on the same page. I think the workers are headed home for a long weekend this morning. Stay away from where that package is buried. "

Susan appeared and said, "He's gone back to the hotel for a nap. Come and sit on the bench with me and we will have light music to welcome people to work."

The English teacher was in her real element. Little bits of music found their way to the keyboard, with her fingers flying to adjust registers. After half an hour, I glanced around and almost everyone was in the back, smiling up a storm.




The Dark Lady Ch. 10



She stopped and I leaned over for a tender kiss. There was a loud cheer from behind us.

Kim rushed down and gathered Susan up. "That is marvelous. What a thrill. And a whole recital to follow!"

The rest of us grabbed fresh coffee and followed into Kim's office.

Karen said, "No leaks so far. We told the press not to say anything this morning about the recital because it is oversold."

She went on, "We have people here from both the organist's guild and the organ historical society. They will have a colored button on their name badges. There is incredible enthusiasm about what we are doing, Theo. Poor Susan is going to be underwater trying to respond to all the interest."

Susan was laughing and smiling and leaning over me. "Theo, this is more than the incidental music for kids you had in mind, isn't it?"

I held her close. "Hey, you and the rest took a crazy idea and made it real. Stand there and take some credit!" We all clapped and she blushed a lovely shade of pink.

Clara described how the building was going to be closed as soon as the last recital guests were gone, and the windows would be obscured with black paper. 

"That will keep the press and paparazzi at bay. The garage is also going to be guarded and every automobile checked."

"The display contents stay in the vault until tomorrow?"

"Yes. I suppose you and the tiger are going to bed down here again tonight?" 

Every eye in the room was on me. "Hey, she had my sweats on. I didn't even get a kiss."

Everyone was hyper, but smiling. Laura handed out an updated set of individual schedules and the meeting broke up. 

Kim and the twins and I stayed behind, collecting our thoughts. She stared at me and I said, "This is your night, Kim. Almost every important person in the area is going to be at the Inn. You should delegate every detail and every worry, so you can be the most gracious hostess in Arizona."

Sarah and Laura wiggled against me on the sofa and said, "Yes. Delegate! We are here for you."

"Mom, the security is going as tight as possible without the guests being aware of it. The Chief is going to attend in his uniform, along with the Mayor and City Manager. I will take responsibility for working with Clemmie and Greg to make sure all the law enforcement and security personnel are up to date with any developing news." 

I walked to her and got a tight hug. "God, Theo, you are so strong and determined."

"We owe it to all these hard working people to bring it off in style. I have a new idea, let's find Clara."

In the open area of the gallery, chairs were being set up for the recital overflow under Clara's direction. She looked at me and knew trouble when she saw it.

"Give that chart to someone and come outside for a moment." We walked down the sidewalk toward the coffee shop. 

"We want the guests tonight to feel special. They are special and we need a way of letting them know we understand. The three of us realize that Karen's identity is going to come out sooner or later. Let's turn that into an advantage rather than a problem.

"When the time for short talks comes after dinner, she will be the last speaker, and will come out from behind a curtain, having changed into a different evening gown, with the auction necklace resting on that magnificent chest."

Silence. Their hands were squeezing mine. Finally, from Clara, "That's incredible. It will cause a sensation. We'll tell them it is absolutely a secret until Saturday, and not to spoil the surprise. If we are very lucky, it won't leak. Even if it does, it will just add to the attention on Saturday."

Kim asked, "How do we break this to the poor woman?"

We sat down and ordered coffee. I added eggs and toast, and the women also decided a real breakfast was necessary. Clara pinched my ear and said, "He doesn't get to say a thing to her. His punishment is that he is to be the MC for the evening. In a tux!" 

Oh shit. Me and my big ideas. Kim kissed the back of my hand and bent my fingers back and forth. "Yes. We will tell Karen we are making him suffer for another of his rude ideas."

"I don't know if you want to tell her this in advance, but a uniformed guard with a sidearm is going to have custody of the necklace before and after she wears it, and will stand visibly to the side while she is at the mike."

Kim said, "We need to wait until after the recital to tell her. Clara and I will get sandwiches and take her to Keeler for lunch, so she can beat on us if she needs to."

The food arrived and we ate quietly. "Wouldn't it be a nice touch, after the excitement with Karen, if we asked her to introduce Martin Sanchez to describe the Bridges program? Send the audience home with a gentle little cultural message?"

Kim smiled at me and said, "Theo, you have no fear about taking risks and I love you for it. That is the perfect way to end the evening."

I left them to talk more about convincing Karen this was a good idea, and went looking for the twins. They were busy helping with the new gallery furniture. I said we needed a few minutes to coordinate the evening schedule and they followed to my office. 

I sat on the sofa and said, "Sit here, I need to get tight with my best girlfriends."

After a couple of breathless minutes of making out, Sarah said, "What is this about? You aren't supposed to be playing with us. Today of all days."

"Ok, here is the deal." They scribbled as fast as they could, to create the plan for tonight. I saved the Karen detail until last and they gasped in surprise. "Theo! That is wild! Will she do it?"

"Kim and Clara are taking her to lunch at Keeler after the recital, when she is vulnerable, and talk her into it."

Laura said, "Theo, she is one tough woman from her principal years. She will complain and then do it. Do it really well."

Sarah added, "Oh, this is going to be such fun. I wouldn't miss it for anything."

As they were leaving, I asked them to send Maria to me.

She had never been in my office and entered hesitantly. "Theo, this is where the President does his important things?"

"Maria, mostly this is where Clemmie beats me and practices her karate. I've never won a round with her."

The eyes were dark and dancing. "Theo, you are not an ordinary boss, I don't think. How many secretaries give boss karate lesson?"

"Sit down here and punch my arm."

She did, gently.

"Not good enough. Pretend we are on the street and I insulted you with nasty Anglo remark."

This time was nice and hard. She looked at me quizzically, wondering what was going on.

I arranged a pillow on my lap and said, "Make yourself comfortable, we have to talk." I held her hand, massaging the fingers.

The voice had an edge to it. "Theo, if we were in school, the next thing would be your hands in forbidden places."

"I know. I am on my best behavior." At that moment, my phone rang and I pulled it out of my pocket. It was Clemmie, heading back. "I have lots of news, but not for the telephone."

"You'd never guess who is with me, resting on my lap."

Maria gave me an angry look and grabbed the phone. A torrent of Spanish followed. I could hear both of them laughing at the end.

She handed it back and said, "I am to keep you under strict control until she arrives!"

I had to hurry up. "Maria, you are one of the most capable people I know. There are several things I need help with for tonight."

I described the Karen idea, which made her sit up and get out of my lap. Then I described the change in order of presentation regarding Martin and asked if she could get together with Martin's wife and the two of them gang up on him to deliver the news about not spending his time at the podium looking at Karen's chest. 

"Si, we will have fun with that."

Finally, I said, "We want to hold down the chance of leaks. With your fine artist hands, would you make a big poster to go at the entrance tonight which says, in English and Spanish, that out of respect for fellow guests, phones and cameras are strictly not to be used. Put a nice border on it, but make the words strong enough so they know we mean business."

"Si, that is fine idea. May I leave before there are any more fine ideas?"

Before we could move, Clemmie burst through the door and flipped full into us.

"Thank god, I got here before he could attack you!"

For a minute, there was wild kissing and hugging.

Maria stood and said, "He tells me he loses every karate match?"

Clemmie hugged her, "You better believe it, but he is getting better."

Maria walked away, saying "He has given me many important things to do."

The blond bombshell pushed me down and settled in my arms. "Manuel better not hear she was in your lap."

"You remember I told you that Kim said Susan had to be on our team?"

"Yes. Maria is another one. All that talent!"

"I read in a management book that recruiting is the boss's most important job. Am I doing ok?"

"Are you fishing for compliments? I suppose, as one of your Presidents, I am to bow and grovel?"

"That's just before you kick my legs out from under again?"

She jumped up. "Come on, take me home to get proper work clothes on."

I finally noticed that with the wild blond hair and color in her face, Clemmie looked fantastic in my sweats.

She struggled in my arms. "You are mine and I am taking you to a hideout in the desert."

The kiss was soft, "You get me revved up, and start kissing, and doing your bandit thing, and I'm all yours."

"Yes, but we have to get through two more days."

In her kitchen, I made breakfast. She sat at the counter, fresh from the shower in yellow bra and panties. The look in her eyes dared me to come after her. 

"Greg says they have narrowed the suspects down to something called Argonaut Mining. Mostly offshore, but has small exploration effort in the U.S. Has been caught in industrial espionage activity in the past. FBI has several agents working on it. Biggest issue today is identifying the hoods they are using at the mine, and finding out whether they plan trouble at the Gallery or the Inn."

"Causing public trouble doesn't help their scheme, does it?"

"Doesn't look like it, but Tom and Greg are working that angle."

She pointed a finger at me. "You are a mess. Go clean up and get into nice clothes. Then pick me up and take me to the gallery while you hurry and line up that tux for tonight and get back in time for Karl's performance."

Can you look and sound Presidential in your underwear? My lover was laughing and giving orders at the same time.

I walked into the gallery at ten forty-five. The room was full, with a few last guests being seated as Susan played quietly on the organ. Precisely at eleven, she faced the audience and introduced Karl. She was brief, because there was a biography in everyone's hands.

He began with a variety of flourishes designed to show off the organ. The room acoustics were incredible and the hush in the audience total. The program was bold, as only a skilled, confident organist could create. A mix of new and old. The mandatory Handel, but also little known artists. An adaptation of a Copland piece that carried desert harmonies into the room. A flawless performance with not a sheet of music in sight. At the end, he received a standing ovation. 

He signaled for quiet and spoke clearly, "Thank you very much. It is a great pleasure to play this marvelous instrument for you. The Parsons family deserves your great appreciation for bringing this historic organ to your community." He turned to Kim and clapped his hands and the audience joined in.

Susan and Karl shared the bench and played a four handed encore as people filed out slowly. I was standing in the back and got an elbow in the ribs. "You better be proud." Karen linked her arm in mine and kissed me lightly. My hand on her hip pressed firmly. "You and Susan and the kids are going to have a lot of fun with organ music in your programs."

Kim was by our side. "Karen, you and Clara and I need to talk about tomorrow. I have some sandwiches and we can go to Keeler to relax for a few moments in the sun."

She looked at me. "You are responsible for keeping bad things from happening. Please tend to your duties here. You are going to be dressed appropriately tonight?"

I smiled. This was old style Kim, giving orders to teenage son. I loved it.

"Mom, everything is under control. Go relax."

(cont'd in Ch. 11 - Terror in the Night Turns to Joy in the Morning)



The Dark Lady Ch. 11



The Dark Lady - Ch 11 - Terror in the Night Turns to Joy in the Morning

Back in my office after lunch, I still had a glow from the incredible organ recital. Clemmie arrived and said, "I got Greg to give me the FBI guy's number and invited him to come to the dinner incognito. Told him he would be more useful inside than lurking around outside. He accepted."

I bent her fingers back and forth. "Kim's going to tell the three of us she can't afford to let us go to college."

"We'll gang up. Classes in the morning, here in the afternoon. In her bed every evening."

"Are your maternal instincts going to be restrained for a while?"

"I'm thinking about it. Babies do change your life, they say." 

"Have we arranged for the guard to transport the necklace?"

"Done. A guy we know from earlier assignments. I told him what he was going to be looking at and he was all smiles. Kim will be back there helping put it on Karen and giving her support."

Carlos came up. "Theo, same van drove by twice. We gave the plate number to the police. Could be lost tourist. Could be something else."

"Did you get any sleep last night?"

"Si. Got home at three. Mama was waiting up for me. She says you gave her much work and this one was in your workout clothes?"

"She said if she was going to keep me safe in the gallery at night, no fun times."

The two of us got a questioning look. "Chica keeping boss safe? My friends never believe that."

Clemmie grabbed Carlos and whispered in his ear. His eyes widened and he laughed.

"Theo, this one I don't know. Maybe too much woman!"

We walked away and I asked, "What did you tell him?"

"I just said that you had never won a karate kick round with me, and any of his friends who wanted to try me were welcome but they better wear their football jockstrap."

Others were watching as we feinted fists with each other outside my office.

The afternoon passed with much checking of dinner details. I was in Kim's conference room with the department heads when Kim and Clara and Karen returned. We went through one last round of checking and Kim told everyone to take a break, get their dinner clothes on, and rendezvous at the Inn at five. Karen passed behind me, saying, "You are going to pay for this bigtime." She looked back with smiling eyes and I knew we were ok for the great necklace unveiling.

Clemmie was by my side, "Theo, she is going to be a big target tonight. You better not be many feet away, ready to pull her down." 

I whispered, "No bullets in Karen."

"That's right. And no bullets in you, either. I think the next step in my security education is learning how to shoot." She wasn't smiling.

After I picked up the dinner tux and drove to Keeler, I discovered several women in various states of undress, giggling and informing me that Kim ordered them to attend to my grooming, starting with a joint shower.

I complained, "This is totally unfair. You get in here, naked and soapy, and expect me to behave?"

Clara said, "It's about time you learned some self-control, Theo. You are supposed to be thinking about the dinner guest list you are to memorize, not our delectable bodies. Remember, you have to sit with our new friend Anita and be your attractive best." 

There was more torture, but by four the room was full of elegantly dressed women and a guy in a tux with his hair looking better than I remembered.

Clemmie, gorgeous and curvy, was gently moving me toward the corridor to my bedroom.

"Greg just called. That van Carlos saw was stolen and the driver is illegal and unlicensed. Police trying to see if he has friends in other vehicles. Want us to be very careful. I think you need to tell the women to drive with two or three in the car and keep a lookout."

How to do this without scaring everyone. I waved my arms at the room. "Hey, we have had an alert from the police about possible stolen vehicles. May not have anything to do with our problem, but they think it would be a good idea for us to travel in cars with two or three passengers and keep an eye out for anyone following."

Clemmie had herself pressed to my side. "You and I should take Kim with us."

"Susan too. Selma, Marty and the twins in one car. That's everyone from Keeler?"

"Yes. I'll call Clara, Karen, Erica and Phyllis to stay together. Phyllis is waiting for her babysitter."

A few minutes later, a cautious group headed for the Inn. Kim stuffed me in the rear seat with the guest list. "You read the names and I will fill in something for you to remember about each one."

Clemmie was in the passenger seat, continuously on the phone checking with Greg and others. After the van incident, the Police Chief had ordered an increased presence around the Inn.

Kim asked, "Clemmie, are they talking about making us cancel?"

"Not to me, but certainly among themselves. Put yourself in their place. Argonaut wouldn't pull an attack like that, but maybe one of their hired guns has gone off the deep end."

As we walked into the building, I noticed that Clemmie was on the balls of her feet, bouncing gently. She had on a cocktail length dress and black sneakers. I whispered, gesturing at the sneakers, "Not taking any chances are you?"

She let me have a hard stare, "Don't try me. If these catch you where I point them, you aren't going to walk for days."

Everyone assembled at the rear of the large banquet room and I said, "Unless we get more bad news, this is one of those 'the show must go on' events. Clemmie and Greg are our security lead people, working with the police and the FBI. Kim and I will be at the head table down near the front, with Karen, Martin, Anita and whomever else should be there. Please arrange the name cards so DR and Manuel and Eduardo and their wives are at tables on the edges of the room."

"Clemmie, make roving and very discreet guards out of James, Mark, Arturo and Carlos. No uniformed people inside. We don't want to spoil the good vibes of the event. Introduce yourself to the FBI guy and the Chief of Police and ask them where they would like to be seated."

"Kim, we have badges for everyone. I'd also like you to find a way to eyeball every person entering the hall to make sure they are who the badge says they are. Can we do that quietly?"

Carlos caught up with me. "Theo, we are ready. Clemmie talked to us. You want waiters? I think there is more money in football!" He laughed. 

Guests began filtering in and moving to the bar. The Parsons staff was smiling and the guests seemed happy. Kim went from group to group, greeting old friends by name and hugs. 

I caught Karen at a free moment and told her how great she looked. She gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and muttered, "Theo! Using my body to sell diamonds. Aren't you ashamed?"

My eyes let her know I wasn't the least bit ashamed. Her high necked dress did not show any of the beauty that was going to be displayed after dinner.

The twins passed us, saying it was time to nudge the guests to their tables. Drink glasses in hand, everyone sought their name cards. I hoped we had not missed any social nuances about who should sit with whom, and vice versa. Evie said hello, firmly grasping DR's hand. He was transformed into a docile escort who had not been in a suit for years, I guessed. Clara had agreed to one television camera but no floods. It and the operator were in a far corner.

Kim greeted everyone from the podium, looking wonderful as always, and announced there would be a brief program after dessert was served. The room had a nice soft buzz of people who were used to seeing each other at social events. Clemmie was seated three tables away, both of us with our backs to the stage so we could keep an eye on the room and especially any activity at the exits.

I had Anita Thompson on one side and Martin Sanchez on the other. She startled me by launching into fluent Spanish with Martin, leaving me in the dust. She put her hand on my arm, "I'm told everyone calls you Theo. May I?"

I told her that was fine and thanked her again for agreeing to join our mining effort. "Karl, that's my husband, used to tell me he thought there was something on the property, but he never got around to doing anything about it before he died. I am so pleased that you and Kim have discovered gold out there."

"Anita, I'm not sure if Kim told you, but it's been one excitement after another. We have been very quiet about the whole operation, but seem to have attracted attention from some nasty types who want to muscle us out of the picture. You are an angel for trusting us with your land. Parsons Mining will work hard to see that you finally get some income from it."

We were interrupted by the manager of the Inn, asking if everything was as we expected. I stood next to him and looked across the room. Every table had an individual light and a fresh flower arrangement. Servers were busy with salads. I caught Kim's eye and she smiled.

"Alfredo, the food and the atmosphere are perfect. My mother and I are very pleased."

I also eyeballed Carlos and his helpers, who were lurking against the back walls near the exits, almost invisible in their black clothes.

Martin had a few questions about his remarks. "Theo, I am so thankful I do not go last! No man can compete with the beauty of Karen, especially when she has the jewels on."

"I knew you would be pleased to discover my idea about the necklace. I have not been allowed to see her in the dress, so both of us will be struck dumb!"

I had a few bites of my entree salmon, and then took a stroll around the room, greeting happy guests. Our hopes for the dinner were being realized. I leaned over Eduardo's shoulder and quietly said, "One more hour and we will be safely through this."

"Si. No one wants their woman attacked." His hand was holding Selma's, who was looking seriously at both of us. She whispered in Spanish, "You are my tough guys..."

As soon as dessert and coffee were served, I stepped to the podium and introduced the program. "Ladies and Gentlemen, thank you for joining us tonight on this special occasion. Tomorrow, Parsons Gallery will open a new chapter in serving the artistic community of our great city. This evening, we will give you a preview of our new offerings, to better allow you to enjoy the events in the morning. Our first speaker will be Clara Anders, who directs the day to day operations at Parsons."

Knowing attention spans would be short, Clara and Susan kept their remarks terse. I took back the podium and announced the charity auction, embarrassing DR by making him stand and take a bow. Raising the anticipation level, I introduced Martin to describe the Bridges program. 

Demonstrating the personal presence that made him such an extraordinary principal, he spoke in English and Spanish, talking quickly about shared Anglo-Hispanic hopes for better relations.

Stepping behind the curtain, I found Karen looking absolutely fabulous in a royal blue gown with lots of chest showing and the necklace sparkling, even in the dim light. She nodded her readiness and I returned to the podium just as Martin finished to enthusiastic applause.

Smiling, I said, "You have probably heard of our auction, and seen the necklace displayed in our brochure for tomorrow's program. But one of the great secrets of the past month has been the identity of our model. It is still a secret and will be until tomorrow at the auction, but I have the great pleasure, for this distinguished audience, to introduce the necklace and its model to you now. Please restrain yourselves from any photography and help us maintain the surprise until the auction tomorrow."

"Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome Karen Petersen."

Kim held the curtain back and Karen grasped my hand firmly as she walked forward under the spotlights. The effect was totally dazzling. The necklace blazed like blue lightning, and the incredible woman wearing it was smiling and bowing. The applause began slowly but gained strength and then people were standing in appreciation. 

In the midst of all the noise, no one at first heard the popping sounds from outside. But one of the doors was yanked open and several bodies dashed into the room. The gunshots were louder and I immediately shouted, "Down, please get down on the floor."

I grabbed Karen and hustled her into the arms of the guard, with Kim working frantically to remove the necklace. When I turned around, there was a wild melee at the rear and sides of the room. Several bodies were down, but one was dashing towards the podium, light glinting from a knife. I followed instinct and headed toward him, noticing a body from the side also running at him. I was still five feet away when Clemmie's body launched into the air, feet first, and took him down with a crash against the wall. In moments, the attacker had a mountain of men holding him flat. 

I stood and grabbed Clemmie, who was looking at blood running down her arm. She laughed and said, "Not to worry, Theo, just a minor cut. Go help the others."

I ran into the Chief, who said, "Theo, nice work, go back to the podium and tell everyone to sit down while we clean up this gang."

I got one of the house staff to bring the lights up all the way. It was a wild scene, with officers piling in from outside to haul away ziptied bodies with hoods over their heads. I checked on Karen and she was frantically trying to get into a regular dress. The guard had his pistol at the ready, and held a jewelry case in his other hand. 

Kim zipped up Karen and she fell into my arms, shaking. "God, Theo, I was sure someone would be killed." Holding on tight, I said to the guard, "Best to stay put until we know all of them have been captured. Why don't you come and sit at a table and we'll find some coffee."

Manuel and Carlos came up, grim faced but smiling. "Theo, good thing you had us by the door."

Manuel had his arm around his son's shoulder, "You are one tough hombre, Carlos. I'm proud."

He added, "But not so proud of those bandits. All Hispanics looking to take the jewels. Not connected to the mine business."

It took more than an hour for the police and FBI to clear the area and take evidence. The Chief and the FBI agent in charge caucused with me to one side of the room. Chief Nelson said, "My guys were on foot patrol in front when two vans drove in and guys in black jumped out. Started shooting right away, and took a couple of my men down. Four of them made it past us to the front doors."

While this was happening, the Inn staff did a great job comforting the guests and providing refreshments. A parade of women made their way to Karen and Kim, gushing over the necklace and how brave Karen had been, standing on the stage with attackers in the room and coming for her. 

Clemmie was having nothing to do with a trip to the hospital, insisting on a bandage and returning to the banquet room. She gave me a hug and whispered, "Not bad for a girl, was it?"

"The Chief couldn't believe it. Wants you to give his men a demonstration."

Greg and Tom walked up, "Theo, you didn't tell us she is a ninja on top of everything else." Clemmie hugged and kissed them both.

"Manuel and Carlos say these were cartel drug thugs. Wanted the jewels. So what about Argonaut?"

"Theo, we still don't have a firm connection. They are operating through multiple layers of hired guns, protecting the higher ups."

The FBI man walked over with DR and Manuel, "I understand there is a bomb at the mine site?" He didn't look happy.

Greg spoke up, "We were going to call you first thing tomorrow. They have a surveillance tape. Not sure what was buried."

The agent in charge voice said, "I'm sending a demolition crew at first light. Get me that tape tonight."

I asked Clemmie and Greg to pull a meeting together at the gallery to decide on protection for the rest of the night, which was getting shorter by the moment.

Anita Thompson, sitting in the same place she had been all evening, waved. 

"Anita, you are so calm."

"Sit with me for a moment, Theo. This has been like the movies. What a thrill for an old lady. You and your people did so well. It was a very good thing the police and FBI were here. Was anyone killed?"

Poor Alfredo was still shaking as he came up to us. "Mr. Parsons..."

"Alfredo, I apologize for bringing trouble to your wonderful Inn. We were lucky the police and FBI did a great job stopping the attack before any of the guests were injured."

"Senor, my poor staff were scared to death! Your people were so brave." He gestured to Clemmie, who was talking to Carlos and Manuel, "She is a hero!"

Anita was standing next to me, "Heroine, Alfredo, but she certainly is."

I said, "I think you should put a special bonus in everyone's pay envelope for tonight and add it to my bill. You can smile and call it combat pay!"

The three of us laughed, and I asked Anita if I might drive her home. She said, "Yes, can Clemmie drive my car and you follow in yours?"

Clemmie climbed in my car at Anita's house, laughing and saying, "That is some woman! She asked me how you were in bed!"

I groaned. My girlfriend was in total control. I looked at her, eyebrows raised.

She grinned at me. "Since she is going to be a major partner with Parsons Mining, of which you foolishly made me the CEO, I had to give her the whole story. Your brutish tendencies. My taking courses in self-defense to keep you on good behavior. The occasional adequacy of your equipment..."

"Just wait until this is over..."

"I'm wearing the sweats again tonight, and you are getting nothing. What's the plan for the Gallery?"

I thought for a moment and asked, "What is the most paranoid worry we can have?"

I glanced across at her. Bandaged arm, rumpled dress, lovely smile. My forever partner in crime?

"Two separate efforts. Maybe connected, maybe not. Expecting us to go light on protection at the gallery after the attack at the Inn."

"Clara and her people need to get some sleep because they have to report early to begin setting up the displays. You and I will stay up and take the first shift."

"Yes, but no cuddling. We'd both be asleep in a minute. What about karate practice? That was such a thrill, hitting that guy dead on. The way his head crashed the wall, he was out before he hit the floor."

"How do you get so fearless? I don't know many guys who would have tried that."

"I was really mad that he was going for Karen. My brain shifted into attack mode."

She found my hand and squeezed. "It's ok for your girlfriend to play alpha once in a while?"

I kissed her fingertips as we pulled into the garage. "As if I had a choice."

We walked in with her arm around my neck. In a small whisper, she said, "All those practice attacks in your office? You trained me well."

Gathered in Kim's conference room, everyone looked a bit wild from excitement. She went around with hugs and words for each person. I was last, and hoisted her in my arms. The room clapped.

I said, "That was an incredible performance tonight, everybody. Now we have to shift gears and prepare for the presentations in the morning. I propose that Clara and her team get some sleep and come in at six. Clemmie and I and the guards will cover the building until then."

Kim frowned and asked, "What about me?"

Everyone laughed and said, "You are the boss, you can do whatever you want."

I whispered in her ear, "Go with Clara and provide TLC. If you can't sleep, come back and we'll take care of you." 

Clemmie punched my arm as Kim flashed her eyes at me. "Look out, Theo, she will call your bluff."

Carlos and the other security people were in the atrium, looking ready for more trouble. We high fived and I said, "Don't you guys need some down time?"

"Senor Theo, after that mess at the Inn, we are taking no chances. There are two of our guards and two police outside. The four of us will be roving patrol inside. Sleep is for later."




The Dark Lady Ch. 11



He was looking behind me with widening eyes. "Theo, what now? One bandit is not enough for her?"

Clemmie was not in my sweats. She had her workout bra and shorts on, and her hair in a ponytail under a baseball cap. 

"Carlos, take your guys and bring those mats from the back room in here. It's time for some karate practice. I will spar with Theo, so you get the idea of what to do."

Mark and James looked at me, grinning and thinking some smart ass remark.

"Clemmie, this isn't fair, we've still got our dinner clothes on..."

"Fair! You call five men against one woman fair? I don't care what you have on. I want to see you take me down!"

I started stripping and gestured to the others to do the same. I only stopped when I got to my boxers. Carlos and Arturo looked a little uncomfortable, but soon all five barefoot men in boxers were circling the demon karate lady. 

"Clementine, do you wish to concede now?"

She tossed the blond hair and waved the bandaged arm at us. "Just try me. Which of you is brave enough to go for it?"

I advanced and she laughed, "No jockstrap, Theo? Boy, are you going to be hurting..."

Before she finished speaking, I lunged as quickly as I could, but the swinging leg caught me at the ankles and I collapsed on the mat, swearing a blue streak.

"After her, guys, get the shedevil."

Carlos whispered to the others and they all rushed at once, one hip forward to protect their vitals. With an oath, Clemmie disappeared under the pile of bodies.

I crawled forward and seized her arms while Carlos sat on her legs, all of us panting.

I said, "Ok, we agree that you can take any one of us down. That's enough practice for now. Your reward is to relax in place and take a nap while the rest of us roam. We will bring you a pillow and a blanket and the phone. Clemmie on the mats will be Command Central."

When we returned from the first tour of the building, Clemmie was on the phone, and waved at me.

"It's Greg, he has news." She handed the instrument to me.

"Hey, what are you doing up at this hour?"

"Theo, the FBI is making good progress on Argonaut. They are closing in on a couple of guys from Phoenix, who are suspected of being in Tucson or close by."

"Fantastic, as long as they keep them out of our hair today."

"After the dustup at the Inn, your party is getting a lot of attention. Clemmie says you are patrolling. Good idea if you don't fall asleep on your feet."

"Get some sleep yourself and come on over here for early breakfast. We need to keep everyone in sync."

As I handed the phone back, Clemmie's hand darted out and pulled me in for a hot kiss. 

"I love you. Are we still a team?"

"I should beat you for even asking the question. Close your eyes."

After the next tour, we found Clemmie out like a light, but Kim setting out coffee and pastry on a table in the middle of the dimly lit atrium. 

I hugged her from behind and said, "You are still the best mom, ever."

I got a quick kiss and then she was talking to Carlos in Spanish. "Your mother called and is worried about you and your brother. I told her there are a dozen guards here and you are safe."

"Si. Gracias. Maria is a best mom too."

Just before six, I was sipping coffee and gazing at a sleeping Clemmie when Clara walked in with Milly on her arm. They squeezed me between them and Milly said, "Theo, you and your pals are generating a lot of news and excitement." She plastered her lips on mine and squeezed harder.

Clara said, "I've decided she is too good to be just our PR person. What about making her Director of Communications?"

"She's making a cheap pass at me in order to get hired?"

I ducked before the outraged reporter could land a blow, but Clara had me in a headlock and said, "That was plain nasty. You apologize right now."

I pulled Milly back into a clinch and whispered, "You're hired. But don't resign until next week. What about an exclusive interview with Clemmie about her heroic takedown of the attacker last night?"

Clemmie opened her eyes and gazed upward. "I heard that. Get your hands off the poor woman. Milly, grab some coffee and sit with me."

Clara pinched my ear. "You are a total lovely nuisance. Help me carry jewelry from the vault to the display cases."

By eight, the Gallery was a picture of activity. Most of the display cases were filled with sparkling jewelry. Several day shift guards with sidearms were circulating carefully. Susan had the double doors to the recital hall open and was playing quiet music on the organ, having told me that Karl was so excited by events at the dinner he had decided to stay over and would play for the presentations at eleven.

Kim came up, "Theo, there are people standing in line already. We haven't even taken down the black paper."

"What about hiring the restaurant to send coffee and pastry to people in line? Give the press something to write about."

Karen, standing next to me, said, "Lucky for us, the papers didn't have time before deadline to do much in the way of stories about last night. But the TV camera in the corner got footage of Clemmie. The midair landing on the bad guy is all over the news. The networks are after me but I am turning them down. They will have to settle for the same pool coverage they got last night." 

She smiled and hugged and said, "Milly will be a terrific addition to our team, Theo." 

Her elbow was sharp. "When are you going to bed her?"

Clemmie was bending Milly's fingers back and forth. "I heard that too. His first order of business is to make me a baby. He already agreed."

I stared at her and held onto Karen. "I am going to ask the principal about our policy on student mothers. They may not be permitted."

She jumped up and did a front flip into my arms. "Theo, all of these gorgeous women have already volunteered to be nannies. The kid is going to be smothered with love." 

Kim smacked her bottom and said, "This is not a time for loving and babies. Go home and clean up. You are worse for wear, heroine."

"Yes, m'am." She ran off.

Milly was whispering in my ear, "She's incredible. How do you rate that?"

"Beats me. We have strange chemistry that works."

Kim nudged. "You better clean up, too. Leftover tux is not the order of the day."

When I returned at ten, the Chief of Police was talking to Kim. "Theo, your crowd outside is blocking the street. Is there a plan?"

"Mom, we better let them in. Susan and Karl can entertain with the organ."

Clara was amazingly calm, "Yes, we can finish with guests in here. Go ahead."

Kim and I stood to one side as people came in. The music had a quieting effect. Everyone was listening as Bach flowed through the space. 

"Theo, your organ idea was a stroke of genius." She squeezed my hand and I put my arm around her shoulder.

Erica arrived and whispered, "Stay just like that. Everyone is watching and appreciating mother and son."

Milly came in with Clemmie. "I got my interview and did her makeup. What do you think?"

Last night's ninja was the height of femininity. The pool camera was going to be all over her again. The blond hair had just a slight curl, and the dark eyeliner made her look like a New York model. An instant group of admirers gathered. She had heels on and tried not to teeter. 

I grinned at her and gestured to her feet. She gave me a look, with a hint of tongue in it. My girl.

Promptly at eleven, Kim walked to the podium and welcomed the guests. She gazed out over the room, her pleasure evident. "Honored guests, hard working staff, this is a special day for Parsons Gallery and our wonderful city of Tucson."

She filled in some details of the new programs and introduced Clara, who looked like a million dollars and showed off her newly acquired poise in public. The buzz in the room grew as she described the unique gold and diamond jewelry items created from the Parsons mine. 

Martin was up next, his strong presence showing no effects from last evening's excitement. Enjoying his short but intense grip on the audience, he thanked Kim for donating the Parsons' necklace to the Bridges program, and introduced Sam Albright, a professional auctioneer from Phoenix.

In a few minutes, Sam's skills had the audience on the edge of their seats as he finally allowed Karen to emerge from behind a curtain into the spotlights at the podium. A collective gasp went up and then deafening applause. Clemmie and I were standing to the side, holding hands and smiling at Karen, who was demonstrating even more aplomb than last night.

Clemmie whispered to me, "This is the moment for a snatch. Do we want to check around outside?"

Carlos was at the front doors, looking a little worn. I grabbed his shoulder. "Almost there, amigo. Almost. Will they try again?"

"Theo, we are ready. Let them try. The building is surrounded by FBI and police."

Sam's staccato patter had reached half a million and was going strong. Several hands were popping up and down. Unfamiliar faces. Maybe the necklace was going to leave Tucson. Karen was moving around carefully, allowing the light to fall on the necklace from different directions, sending multicolored rays to the walls. I wondered how many males in the room were actually looking at the necklace. I whispered to Clemmie, letting Carlos hear, "Most of the guys are looking at the boobs, not the diamonds."

She grinned back, "Sexist pigs. Behave yourselves."

When the gavel came down, the winning bid was a million two hundred thousand. The buyer was the head of the largest realty firm in town, Alex Hoskins, whose wife was shouting and hugging him. Karen beckoned to them and carefully transferred the necklace to its new owner to thunderous clapping. Karl had made his way to the console and filled the room with triumphal Handel.

This time Clemmie was serious. "Theo, we can't let a giant crush of people in here when the doors open to the public. I'm afraid we need instant crowd management. I'll go get something organized."

I went to Karen. "You were superb. Did you imagine you had a million dollar chest?"

She frowned, "Theo, I warned you about too much attention to my boobs." Her fingers had both of my ears, pulling our lips together for a totally hot kiss in front of five hundred pairs of eyes.

I heard one woman guest say, "Alex's wife gets the necklace, but Theo gets the girl."

"You're embarrassing me."

"No I'm not. You love it when we hit on you. Kiss me again."

The rest of the afternoon was a zoo of wild enthusiasm by several thousand Gallery visitors, and weariness overtaking the Parsons gang. Luckily, we had planned to close at four, and not open until noon Sunday. It took an hour to secure the displays, but by six, everyone was sipping margaritas at Keeler and collapsed on loungers and the grass around the pool. No one even had the energy to get into suits. The twins fell on me, reporting that catered dinner would arrive at seven, if anyone was still awake to eat. I pulled their hair and told them for the umpteenth time how essential they were to our work.

Sarah turned over and kissed me gently. "Theo, you don't have to compliment us so much. Everyone in the group works really hard. We'd do this for nothing if you would let us."

I pushed them together and worked my fingers here and there. "Maybe Clemmie will let you spend the night with us."

They giggled as Karen walked over and flopped. She was in running shorts and a sports bra.

I asked, "What happened to the woman at the auction?"

"It's over, Theo. Over. No more selling flesh. The women want standards and have appointed me honorary principal. The first rule is that you will no longer make little side deals for sex..."

I had her down across my knees, hand smacking the tough rump as hard as it could.

"Theo," she screeched, "be nice. We are all in a weakened condition..."

I stood and perched her on my shoulders. "Everyone, listen up."

"I have up here the star of our show. The woman who raised more than a million dollars for charity today. The woman who risked her life last night, and lost some of her privacy today with media coverage that will be national and international. Let's say thank you."

She slid down into my arms, crying, as her friends rushed in with more kisses, hugs and tears.

"One other thing. Our fabulous success is creating a mountain of new work. Kim and I want to have a major sitdown session on Monday morning to regroup. For now, let's relax and not talk work."

"One last thing. You are all stars. Every one of you. I don't know how to say thank you enough."

Clemmie appeared, dragging Carlos with her. "Theo, I told Carlos about his new job with Parsons Mining and asked if he was willing to work for a tough Anglo girl. He said only if Angie gets to practice with me."

"Carlos! You are going to let her learn how to take you down?"

"Si, you told me it will lead to better loving."

Clemmie put a knee into me and told Carlos, "Call Angie and see if she would like to come up for dinner. She and I need to talk."

At that moment, Milly came racing in, clad in short shorts and crop top, shouting, "I did it. My last story has been filed. No more reporting. I heard there was a party here?"

Clara and Laura had her instantly in the pool, all of them bare as the day they were born. Kim and Erica and I started in on dinner. 

I said, "Maybe we should throw a big picnic barbeque tomorrow and invite all hands, including our Hispanic friends. We can close the Gallery at three."

The two of them wedged me against the counter. My hands were full of juice from slicing tomatoes. 

"Theo, that is a wonderful idea, especially if the bosses do most of the work. Ok?"

"Yes, of course." The three of us were looking out the window at naked nymph games in the pool.

Erica said, "Theo, it has been a wonderful few months of loving for your women. But if you are going to make a baby with Clemmie, we have to be friends, not lovers."

Kim gave me a hip. "Yes, husband-to-be. Your women have been talking about it among ourselves. It would not be fair to Clemmie to share you."

I groaned and said, "I'm not even eighteen and half, and my bachelor days are over?"

Erica pulled my hair and kissed my cheek. "We are not giving you up yet. Your freedom expires on your wedding day. And you are not to talk to Clemmie about this. Not until after you are married and you tell her she is the only woman for you."

"Kim, this one still has the analyst in her."

Now both of them were kissing and hitting. "Of course. Marriage counseling is a regular HR service!"

My hands went inside the tee shirts and grabbed handfuls. They screeched as Laura came in the doorway from the pool and fell on me. "I leave the kitchen for five minutes and you are molesting the help!"

I seized her in my arms and fastened on a wet breast. "You are off duty. No kitchen chores until next week. We have having a big barbeque tomorrow and the bosses are doing the chores. Go tease Milly."

While I was wrestling with Laura, Kim disappeared. When she returned, I was pushed against the counter and she said, "I've been waiting for the right time to give you this."

Nestled inside the little box was a gold ring with a tiny row of diamonds across the top. I knew instantly what it was, and how much love Kim had expended in having it made.

"It's our own gold and diamonds, isn't it?"

"Yes. She of all people should have this emblem of her hard work, and your love."

I kissed her with passion. 

They said together, "You have to surprise her."

"Nobody else knows about this?"

"No. DR is sworn to secrecy. You owe him. He said he was pleased to be asked because Clemmie is such a special woman."

"I have to do it tomorrow, when everyone is here."

"Think you can pretend it isn't burning a hole in your pocket for twenty-four hours?"

I grilled a pile of hamburgers with my special southwest sauce, and women provided bowls of salad, with berries for dessert. Bodies were scattered around the lawn, with quiet conversations going on. 

Clemmie was sitting next to Phyllis and Susan. I asked, "How is Betsy?"

"Theo, you are kind to ask. She loves it here. Starting to walk and destroy the apartment."

Clemmie's elbow was in my ribs, "You ready for that?" 

She pushed me down and applied a wet kiss. Susan and Phyllis laughed and said, "Theo, your days are numbered."

"What about Milly?"

The three of them frowned, "Theo, do you really need sex with every hot body that shows up here?"

"I thought you liked being chased by a horny football player?"

The three of them fell on me. "Clemmie, you must do something about his arrogance."

Instead, she wandered off in search of Milly. I hugged my two loving friends and whispered, "I have a big secret to tell you if you promise to keep it quiet for a day."

We were in a corner of the lawn and I carefully pulled the box from my pocket. 

"Tomorrow is the big day."

"OMG, Theo, it's gorgeous. She is such a lucky girl."

Susan pounded on me and added, "And you are such a lucky guy."

I kissed them and said, "I'm going to have to clean up my act, aren't I?"

They sat on me, chanting, "Clean up your act, clean up your act."

My eyes were closed and my face in the grass when Clemmie said, "What's going on?"

"These are just love taps, he is promising to improve his behavior."

Milly's laughing voice asked, "You are not wimping him, are you? He promised to molest me and Clemmie says I am going home with the two of them tonight."

The four of them stood me up and headed for the door. I protested, "Hey, there is cleanup..."

"You are excused. You have more important responsibilities."

I was tossed in the back of Clemmie's car, with Milly propelled on top of me. Clemmie drove and lectured at the same time. I pulled the ex-reporter to my chest and gave her cheek a lick while my hands explored the body I had seen splashing naked in the pool.

"I don't understand..."

Clemmie's voice was hard and clipped. "This is standard procedure. New hires have to go through initiation. You won't suffer. Not much at least."

She tried to protest but my tongue was in her mouth, exploring. A few seconds more of resistance and she went totally limp in my arms.

"I guess I asked for this."

Clemmie had our clothes off and the shower going in seconds. "Here is bath wash. Get rid of the chlorine."

My soapy hands were rubbing her round, high breasts, and finding their way between her legs. She had my hard cock in a death grip. "There better be some sex soon. I am hotter than a pistol."

Clemmie had us face down, side by side on a large beach towel, drizzling massage oil. 

Milly moaned, "What about the torture? I've never been pampered like this before."

"We'll get to that. You have a decision to make. Because you are new and special and wrote such nice words about me, you get to decide whether he does you first or me first."

I silenced her response by shifting her on top and kissing her hard. Clemmie beat a tattoo on her ass, and I did a little game of upthrusts to her crotch.

Clemmie, eyes dancing, gestured to go ahead, pulling the limp body vertical so it could descend on my skyward pointing shaft.

She was wet and ready, moaning as I fully penetrated a tight, slippery cunt. My fingers found her stiff pink nipples and pinched. "Oh shit, you didn't mean to give me a choice at all. I'm fucked. I'm fucked by the biggest stud in Tucson. Oh god."

I was enjoying this latest and possibly lastest fuck. Clemmie sat across my thighs, oily hands everywhere on Milly's gorgeous body. "Theo, this one is a keeper. She is going to come any second."

I watched my lover's fingers find a fat clit and pinch it hard. Milly screamed and came in a monster climax. Suddenly she was lying at my side, and the karate champion was posting in her place.




The Dark Lady Ch. 11



Clemmie's voice was an evil hiss. "Milly, you are not done. I am sending him after you all night. You have a wonderful scream when you come. 'Screams in the night.' I like the sound of that."

I stopped working on Clemmie's bouncy tits and pulled Milly's lips to mine. Tears were flowing down her cheeks. "You guys are so bad..."

My lover was having happy time on her special cock, smiling at me and using her fingers between Milly's legs. She tossed the blond hair and laughed. "Another one! Would you believe it?"

She climbed down and hustled us into the shower for oil removal. Milly was a shaking mess, making small noises in her throat and clutching me tightly.

I returned from the kitchen with three beers and wedged myself between them against the headboard.

Milly had regained her composure. "No wonder the Parsons gang is such a force. You are all tied together with a mystical bond."

Clemmie had a long laugh. "Yes, bound together by a fabulous cock..."

Milly was across my lap, head down and shoulders shaking. I gently rubbed her neck as she mumbled, "It's more than sex, but I don't know what."

Clemmie turned out the light and three tired bodies slept.

The smell of fresh coffee woke me. There had been no screams in the night, but the woman with the scream was standing next to the bed in a long tee, smiling at me.

"I wasn't much good to you in the night."

From the doorway, Clemmie said, "She likes rough sex. Wants you to take her by surprise, without warning."

"She must be taking lessons from you. I suppose karate is next."

"Come in the kitchen, the eggs are ready."

On the counter was my little box. She pointed to it and asked, "That was in your pants. What is it?"

"It is a surprise and you are a bad girl for checking my pants."

We stared at each other. She had a half smile, "If it is what I think..."

I got her in a headlock and whispered, "You are not to think about that box. It will be opened at the picnic and you better not ruin the surprise."

My wife-to-be turned and cried into my shoulder, "Theo, I'm not sure I am ready for this..."

Milly took Clemmie's back and made a tight sandwich. She was teary too. "Clemmie, this is a very happy day. Have your cry and then think about what you are going to say this afternoon. You have to uphold the honor of all the Parsons women."

That set Clemmie off again. "Why me? why me?" Those other girls are better than I am."

Milly yanked the blond locks. "But you are getting the prize! Grab it fast or someone else will capture him!"

Clemmie got the message and leaned back, laughing. "Theo, even if there is a ring in that box, I am still going to beat your ass out on the running path every morning. You've got games to win."

I touched my lips to hers and whispered, "And I'm going to beat your ass every time you drop me with one of those kicks."

While the women cleaned up, I called Kim. "We need to talk. The others are on free time, but we need to figure out what to say tomorrow."

"Let's disappear to the office. I'll meet you there in an hour."

Clemmie leaned on me, one arm around Milly. "Do you need help?"

I slipped my hands up under Milly's shirt, tickling and pinching. "Why don't the two of you check in with Greg and the police. Find out if those two guys are in custody, and what has been discovered about their plans. Get our Parsons statement together." 

Milly was wiggling, trying to get away from my molesting hands. "How can I work for you with constant harassment?"

"He is an occupational hazard, Milly. Anywhere else and we would have him for abuse. The Parsons women are suckers for his attacks."

She had me against the counter, her tongue finding mine. "Does he get to do me one more time before his freedom is lost?"

My motivation for the trip to the office was dying fast. My hands drew her sex hard against my erection, still hidden in the briefs. Clemmie had the tee shirt off in a flash. Naked Milly needed to fuck in the worst way. Before I could move, my briefs were on the floor and Clemmie was easing Milly onto my rigid cock. 

"There you go, Milly. Stand up sex with Theo. A special breakfast treat."

Her cunt felt as nice as it had last night. I walked across the kitchen and pressed her to the wall.

"Do you always act slutty first thing in the morning?" I jammed hard and we rose up the wall together. Her moans were continuous, with little snatches of words. "Big nasty fucker. I've never had anyone like you in there."

Clemmie pushed her bare tits into my back and whispered, "She needs the back of the sofa."

I bent the shuddering body horizontal over the sofa and drove in hard. "Ahh, you are bad. So bad..."

It was a good morning fuck. I pounded with a solid rhythm. She was losing it and finally had another long, loud scream as she clenched and shook under my assault.

Clemmie was kissing my neck and telling Milly, "You are one fine fuck, reporter girl. After he leaves, we are going to have more fun together."

Driving to the office, I felt the doors closing on the old Parsons. The one owner art gallery. The fatherless boy growing up in the cocoon constructed for him by his mother.

Kim was standing in the break room, waiting for coffee to finish. I rushed over and threw her in the air. She came down into my arms and wandering hands, probing and pinching the woman who made me and loved me.

"Theo! Stop this. Why am I being attacked?"

I pulled her back to my chest and gripped the fine tits. "Remember that lunch? You are my lover, my mentor, my mother, my best friend and I am just reminding you of that!"

We fell onto the couch and she pulled hard on my hair. "You are my boy man. I can't stand to see you grow up so fast." She kissed me and added, "But I like the man and the hot, naughty sex he gives me."

I cradled her in my arms and we played gentle kissyface. "Things are changing for both of us, aren't they, Mom?"

"You are ready to give up your freedom for one woman?"

"Until yesterday, it was just a possibility. A distant possibility. But you and Erica took after me and everything fell into place. This morning, Clemmie had the box on the breakfast table, but hadn't opened it. I told her she was in deep doo doo if it wasn't a surprise this afternoon. Milly told her the same thing, and then she said that if Clemmie didn't take me, another woman would."

Kim's eyes were serious. "So she got the arrow pointed back at her. Our new friend Milly showed her love is a two-way street?"

"Yes, but I think we were already mostly there. So tight together that we know what the other is thinking most of the time."

"Consider yourself blessed if you can keep it that way."

My fingers pressed against the breast pushing out her blouse. "You are too young and too hot to give up looking for the right man..."

"You think I'm hot? We are supposed to be talking work, but you are thinking of something else?" Her hand moved mine between her legs.

"You remember that night not so long ago, when an eighteen year old cock drove into you? There were enough orgasms to get you a hottie award..."

"Yes, a hottie award. Who would have thought my own son could get me off in a minute after all that time?" She stood, "We have to work before we play. Besides, you have a woman to please who may not let you stray."

"Yes, mistress." I pinched her bottom and she swatted me.

An hour of serious work talk had us fixed on showing the staff a list of top ten priorities tomorrow morning. She said, "We could go through this exercise from the beginning, letting them do stickies on flipcharts, but this is such a close group, we can start with these and make sure it is the right list before assigning work."

I sat there, marveling at Kim, the team leader, not Kim, the boss in control at all times. A good omen.

We were back at Keeler at noon, to find Sarah and Laura in the kitchen, hard at work on giant bowls of salads, and a twenty pound box of pre-made hamburgers in the fridge.

"What about the bosses doing work?"

The twins grabbed me in their famous sandwich. "Change in plans. You forgot who the Keeler kitchen bosses are." 

I hissed, "I'm going to strip you naked and..."

They laughed gaily, "Theo! Your threats don't work any more. We have your number. Go outside and work on setting up. Betsy can say 'Theo' and wants to see you."

The little one had her swimsuit on, with Phyllis close by. I scooped her up and nuzzled her with my scratchy beard. "Theo!" she howled in her best toddler screech. I gave her to mom and said I would get my own suit on and come back for water play.

Clemmie followed me to my room, kneed me in the crotch as she pushed me down on the bed, and said, "I have news."

"Why aren't you naked?"

"Behave. Remember, you are going to propose in front of the crowd and have to be humble." She pronounced it 'umble' and grinned from ear to ear.

We wrestled for a moment, and lay back after a hot kiss. "Greg says the FBI has broken the case wide open and the two hired guns have tagged the Argonaut people involved. The DA is looking for an indictment this week."

"What about the druggies?"

"Attempted murder for most of them. The one I got is only criminal assault because we took him down so quickly." She laughed, "Milly was standing naked in my kitchen talking to a network guy about me and I got down between her legs..."

"My god, you are terrible. Our newest employee and you've corrupted her already."

She climbed on top and plastered my lips with hers. Then pulled back, "The chief corrupter around here is a certain big, hard cock."

I pinned her down and said, "How are we going to keep a straight face this afternoon?"

"You remember when you had me lecture Carlos about getting mad at your dropping passes? I'm practicing that."

"I'm in big trouble. Are you going to accept your umble suitor?" My hands were under her shirt, tickling.

"I'm working on that. You know, in Victorian romances, the girls say no several times before they give in." Her eyes sparkled at me.

I kissed her under the ear and she sighed. "Theo, never in a million years did I think this would happen. I must be the luckiest girl in the world." 

"Your boyfriend thinks you are the smartest, hardest working sexy woman he has ever met."

"Betsy needs you. Get out there before you make me cry again."

I had half an hour in the pool with the cutest little laughing girl at the party before Kim summoned me to man the bar. She had lectured the Hispanic males, who were overdressed, about swimming and directed them to a pile of suits in the laundry room. Carlos and Arturo and I high fived and exchanged gossip about taking down bad guys and surviving with no injuries on our side. 

"Theo, we could hire out as bouncers, no?"

Angie stood next to Carlos and said, "Theo, this one is going to class and getting good grades. Otherwise, no football and no Angie. After Clemmie teaches me, I will be even better enforcer."

She laughed at Carlos' frown and leaned in with a quick kiss. Her bikini was sensational.

Arturo said, "Theo, my brother is falling under the spell, just like you."

After Kim took over bar duty, I wandered over to Maria and Angie's mom, who were standing together. "Angie is a real knockout in that suit."

"What suit? All I see is skin." Angie's mom laughed with us. "Maria and I would have been sent to the convent if we ever had that on when we were her age."

"Have you noticed what a straight line she keeps Carlos on? I think they make a good couple."

The two of them smiled and kissed me on the cheek. "Theo, we do too. Thank you for helping him."

"You should be proud. He is a natural leader. Did you see the way he took charge of security the other night? And he was right behind Clemmie landing on that guy."

I circulated among the laid back crowd, and at five o'clock, climbed up on the diving board.

"Folks, this is a special occasion that Kim and I will cherish for a long time. Thanks to your hard work, our new Gallery projects have been a tremendous success. And thanks to your courage, we survived an attack Friday night with no casualties. Every one of you, and your family members, is a star.

"But, before we go to dinner, I'd like to ask Clementine Williams to come up here for a moment."

She looked fantastic, with a colorful swim cover over her suit, blond hair flying. Even makeup. She slowly made her way through the crowd, eyes only for me, a half smile promising I didn't know what. I self consciously reached my hand to my pants. The bulge of the little box was there.

In a quick, effortless motion, she jumped to the board and stood next to me, her hip pressing on mine.

"I could speak for hours about the many ways in which Clemmie has been an important member of the Parsons team. Every assignment her miserable boss has ever given her has been carried out with skill and good timing. Her training program got me on the UA football team. Her sharp eyes found the diamond pipe out at the mine. Her people skills brought Anita Thompson into our mining operations and earned her the CEO job of that enterprise. Her bravery Friday night took down a potential murderer.

"But the most important skill Clemmie had demonstrated is dealing with her boss so well that he has fallen in love with her. 

I got down on my knees on the board, trying not to fall off, and asked, "Will you marry me, dearest Clementine?" I opened the box in my hand to show the ring.

A great cheer went up, drowning out what she said. After the noise died down, she leaned over and said loudly, "Theo, you just sit there for a minute."

I looked out at the smiling crowd, trying my umble face on.

"Some of you," she said, "have been close observers of what Theo thinks of as romance. Well, you won't find his version in any novel. Every morning, at five minutes after eight, he wants to know why the mail hasn't been fully processed. Every morning at nine, after he has failed completely to survive karate practice with me, he threatens physical abuse. Every night, during training, he tries to steal a beer."

Her fingers were playing in my hair and most of the audience was laughing.

"Hold on," she said, "this is serious. After he gets over giving me impossible demands, he starts the compliments. This is always bad news, because he has thought up some incredible new project I am totally incapable of handling. 

"As if that were not enough, he turns on his studly side without warning, and I am seeing stars..."

More cheers and laughs. This wasn't any engagement speech they had heard before.

"So you see, I don't have any choice. I have to marry this great guy. Sad to say, I can't live without him. So yes, Theo, I will marry you, and live happily ever after. I hope!"

We stood on the concrete in a clinch, hugging and crying. I slipped the amazing ring DR had made on her finger. All the women were pressing forward, anxious for a look, and I carefully backed away.

"Theo! You did it. If you are going to lose your freedom, that's the woman to do it with." DR's grizzled face was wide with a smile and a cackling laugh. The men surrounded me and we made our way to the bar. Eduardo handed me one of his special margaritas. "Theo, we still can't figure your technique about the beating, but you have the finest woman we know, and the best karate teacher!"

I toasted DR, "Gentlemen, this old codger of a geologist and goldsmith has made Clemmie an engagement ring for the ages. Hand worked gold with a fine row of matched diamonds. I am in your deep, deep debt, DR."

A nice cheer went up and DR almost blushed. Almost.

My bride-to-be made her way over and clutched my hand. "Was that ok, fiance?"

I whispered terrible threats in her ear. She smiled and whispered back, "I'm going to practice hard so you don't gain on me, karatewise."

I made sure Clemmie was the star of the dinner. This was her night. She insisted on helping with the dishes, and a hand descended on my neck while she was gone. "Theo, this is your principal talking. If I ever hear of any abuse with your woman, you will immediately be sent back to remedial reading class for special instruction."

Karen's lips caressed me from over my shoulder. Her soft voice whispered, "You seduced me, but I think she seduced you, football player."

I had her firmly in my lap when Clemmie returned and fell to her knees, burying her face in the famous boobs. Karen went on, hands pressing Clemmie to her chest, "You two are special. I hope you know how much the rest of us admire your smarts, your toughness, your love for each other."

That was a special wrap on the dinner as well. The two of us were congratulated and shooed out the door.

I said, "I think they had to get rid of us so they could party."

She stuck her tongue in my ear and said, "Poopers."

After a shower to rid us of chlorine and barbeque smell, we lay on her bed, holding hands and waving them in the air.

"How come you didn't tell me the fooling around we were doing was going to end up with a ring on my finger?"

"How come you kept scaring me with talk about babies?"

"You know, Theo, I think we are stuck with each other."

"The words going through my head are 'love, honor and obey.' "

Our lips sealed that promise as we went to sleep in each other's arms. Tomorrow would be a new day.