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Amorous Alfie, Serial Seducer

By: Egmont0409



INTRODUCTION

For at least three years Alfie Dunlop really believed his sister would have sex with him, but she never did. That was a defining realization for Alfie, becoming aware that the perversities of females extended even to sex. 

His mother had been perversely responsible for calling him Alfred, an ancient and once noble name that he'd found to be hideously inappropriate for a young guy then heading for the 21st Century. Fortunately his father came to his senses and allowed Alfred to be known as Alfie. Way back then neither father nor the young kid knew in years to come women would regard the name Alfie as being cute.

During those three years Robyn had often teased him spitefully, bordering on cruelly. She oozed with sex. Alfie at eighteen and three years younger, and being virtually skin and bones, had admired her curvaceous body greatly. The way in which she lifted her bared breasts and wobbled them at him and spread her pussy lips when standing close to him identified to Alfie what a flaunting bitch she was but it had a beneficial side effect, teaching him self-control. She'd whisper something that very much sounded like, "Touch me". But he never did.

Robyn disappeared from Alfie's daily life when one of her college instructors made her pregnant and married her, placing her in a box-like house to raise their child while he fraternized with the incoming crop of new sophomores who mostly were on a rampage for sex from whoever was interested, even other women or tutors with beards and a pot-belly like Alfie's brother who had never came near Robyn's family. That was because Alfie's father had threatened to kill him if he ever came within reach of him. Academic are generally not known for their bravery. His parents visited their grandchild and daughter a couple of times a month, taking them out to somewhere interesting for lunch.

Alfie the sprinter went to college and successfully tried out for football and was beefed up and suddenly in the perverse way of women, for reasons he didn't understand, Alfie was having more sex than he could comfortably handle. The alarmed football coach placed a curfew on Alfie on week nights and that leveling out of Alfie's sexual excess helped put the weight back on Alfie and he ran again with dynamic energy.

Eighteen months on Alfie made the top team and he went on to become a football legend at that college while at the same time picking up a Master's in Business Administration. 

CHAPTER 1

"Ohmigod," breathed the head receptionist as the athletic-looking pale blond Alfie Dunlop walked up. Her two colleagues, alerted, put on their Number 1 smiles and pulled their tummies in and pushed their breasts forward, hoping to be noticed. Well what other chance do women parked behind a desk have during business hours?

"Hi you babes look a credit to the company."

The three women appeared nervous, eyeing Alfie as if he was a consultant coming in to fire people not toeing the line.

"I have to report to Miss Winslow but first need a nervous pee. Where is it?

The head receptionist pointed to the left where directional notices stated 'toilets'.

"Would one of your younger women like to pull down my zip," Alfie leered.

The two juniors darted behind Mrs Crow and Alfie grinned and said, "Just joking."

He went off and Wendy said, "What do you make of that Mrs Crow?"

"I smell trouble. That guy is a walking sex bomb."

Amy and Marissa looked at one another and shivered, tips of their tongues protruding.

As the guy returned Mrs Crow pointed to his zip and he grinned and finished pulling it all the way up.

"Just a test to see whether you'd notice ma'am. Thank you for your brave courtesy."

The younger women watched in disbelief as Mrs Crow blushed. They hadn't realized their hard-ass manager could be so sensitive.

"Miss Winslow's office is on the fifth floor," Mrs Crow said. "You won't get near her without an appointment."

"Bayfield Recruitment short-listed me and my appointment is for 9:15."

"That was five minutes ago."

"Cool, I don't wish to appear over-eager."

"Amy please take this gentleman to Miss Winslow."

Wendy Winslow scowled at Alfie. "You're late."

Amy watched in awe as the guy smiled at Miss Winslow and said, "I didn't wish to appear over-eager. Thank you Amy."

Amy raced back to reception and said breathlessly, "The cow criticized him for being late and he said what he told us that he didn't wish to appear over-eager. And then he said thank you Amy."

"That was only him being polite," Melissa said.

"I know that but how did he know my name?" Amy said mystified.

Mrs Crow sighed and said it was because he'd read Amy's nametag when eyeing her breasts.

Amy's knees shook and she blushed massively.

"Well what have you got that I want?" Wendy demanded.

Alfie eyed her breasts and didn't reply until she realized what he was doing and dropped her head and held both hands parallel defensively under her chin with fingertips of both hands touching as a shield.

"As your deputy I'd be the person you could trust to run the department your way and with your competence, leaving the impossibly difficult items in your too-hard basket.

"I see."

"Is there something wrong with your neck."

"No of course not," Wendy said dropped her hands and raised her head only to discover his eyes were against on her breasts.

"You're fired I mean hired," she practically panted. "There's your desk over there. Go."

"Won't you have to brief me?"

"Oh god," Wendy groaned. "Could you sit and please not stare at my breasts."

"My older sister used to flaunt her bare breasts at me. Please excuse me for being addicted."

Wendy was intrigued. "And what happened?"

"We never had sex. She didn't offer."

Wendy and Alfie had sex that night, and the next night and the three nights after that when Wendy's boyfriend arrived to find them hard at it. Alfie threw the aggressive guy on to his back in a football tackle, knocking him senseless. He dressed and left telling Wendy they'd finish what they were doing some other time.

The next day Wendy, sporting a black eye, successfully had Alfie transferred to New Business.

He lasted there three days before two women fought over him and Alfie was transferred to Supplies and Dispatch. Two nights later the manager's husband caught her and Alfie really pumped up on a sofa beside their pool but Alfie was too quick for the guy to catch. The manager appeared with Alfie's clothes next morning and a chit from HR advising he'd been assigned to Finance.

That appeared to be a winning move because the manager was male but when his wife came in that first afternoon and saw Alfie demanded an introduction and was all over the poor guy. An hour later Alfie was at his new desk in Sales and Marketing.

That afternoon the company's chairman called a meeting with the president and the two vice-presidents to discuss the appointment the replacement of the third vice-president. The chairman was angry that his request to be filled internally had produced negative results.

"That's bullshit," the chairman snarled. "We employ 188 people in this building and 320 at the plant. Someone must be suitable. Bring up on screen the name of personal in Sales and Marketing. Let's go over everyone thoroughly."

"Well Ted the manager is useless as are his two deputies."

They worked through the list until they reached the bottom and there was the last person to be signed on.

"Who is this guy Alfie Dunlop?"

"I wasn't aware he worked for us," said the president. "Guys?"

The two vice-presidents shrugged. All Owen could offer was he'd seen the guy earlier than afternoon when walking through Sales and Marketing.

"Christ, look at his experience since he'd been with us," the chairman said in awe... he's passed through Admin, New Business, Finance, Supplies and Dispatch and now Sales and Marketing. Even more to the point there's a rave testimonials supporting him each time he's transferred. Get him in here Bruce."

Bruce asked the manager of Sales and Marketing where Alfie Dunlop was sitting.

"Who?"

"One of our most experienced people and in your department and you don't know him?"

"I don't think so," said Ted Estrada looking around wildly and pointing said, "That's probably him over there."

"Mr Dunlop?"

"Yes," Alfie said jumping to his feet and offering his hand. "I'm pleased to meet you Mr Young."

Bruce asked, "You know me?"

"Know of you actually and you reputation in this company."

Bruce didn't pause to ask was that a good or bad reputation. "You are wanted in the chairman's office. Come with me Alfie."

Introductions were made and the chairman said, "Your youth surprises me son. How old are you?"

"Rising twenty-six sir."

"How did you amass all your experience in this company at that young age?"

Alfie joked, "Skill at due diligence sir."

The chairman frowned, "I don't quite understand."

Wondering what this game was Alfie said, "Application of the four 'F's' sir. Foresight, philosophy, frankness and forensic principles."

"That's only three 'F's' young man."

"Although beginning with the letters ph, philosophy is pronounced as an 'F',

"Oh yes darn it. You got me there son. I went to your college, but a little ahead of you. I probably would have been taught those principles."

"You would have sir. There are fundamentals of business sir, and that's another 'F'.

"Yes, so it is."

The chairman said solemnly, "We are considering you as the new VP with responsibility for Sales and Marketing."

"Very good sir," Alfie smiled, wondering if the old guy had consumed a jug of whisky for lunch. This was ridiculous. It must be some kind of game to humiliate any bright young executive to put them down a peg or two.

"What are your aspirations for this company son?"

"To help make it leaner and meaner and trade smarter."

"You learned that at college."

"They are fundamentals sir and you adopted those principles when taught them and that has underpinned your brilliant career."

"You are probably very correct about that. Now what is the first fundamental of a senior business executive?"

"Not to be caught with his zip down or her panties down sir."

The president laughed, was joined by his two VPs and the chairman felt obliged to show he had humor so added his laughter.

"Well as far as I'm concerned you are hired. You agree with my decision don't you Roger?"

"The president looked startled and eyed his deputies who both stared at the ceiling.

"Well yes William. Your selection solves our problem. We hold you responsible for selecting the best man available."

The two VPs said, "Hear, hear," meaning they approved their chief's carefully worded response to the chairman, placing responsibility for the hiring totally with the chairman.

In the office of company president Roger Granger, Alfie said, "When will this joke end?"

"I'm afraid I don't follow."

"The chairman Mr Bolger, his behavior could almost be described as erratic."

"Well it is, because that's how he is, and usually he goes about half-drunk. But as his family trust has almost $19,000,000 invested in this company we, ah how can I put this, we allow him latitude."

"So I really am to be the new vice-president."

"Yes of course. You heard the chairman make the declaration. It surprises me as the person who runs this company that I don't know who you are?"

"Er until now I've kept my head down and tail up."

"Well I presume that's acceptable being the only explanation I feel I shall get. Now let's get our legal team in to discuss your contract. You have fifteen minutes to get your legal guy here. Coffee?"

"Yes please but I also have a law degree so will support myself in my contract negotiations."

"Oh very droll."

The door flew open. "Hi daddy."

Alfie jumped up at the blonde with cute tits and just the latest in sunglasses stood gaping at him.

"Darling I'm in business discussions."

By Alfie over-ruled the boss. "No come in Delta. You are most welcome. Oh my you have a lovely body."

"You know me?"

"No but according to his company profile page Roger Alexander Grange, aged fifty-two, has a wife called Mia and three daughters Susan, Rowena and Delta and in the family photo the caption named you, the only blonde, as Delta. You are twenty-seven with a master's in fine arts and you head the arts department of an advertising agency called Walker, Rudkin, Ryan."

"Oh very good. Excellent memory but our firm is actually called Walker, Rankin, Ryan."

"My apologies. Are you good for a drink this evening?"

"Could be. My finance hasn't phoned me yet."

"Well he can't be expected to phone you when he's probably with another woman."

The blonde smiled. "Ah you share my suspicions Mr...?"

"Dunlop... Alfie Dunlop," said her father who'd been following this conversation in awe.

"Alfie. Oh what a cute name. Yes I'll have a drink with you this evening providing you promise not to interfere with me sexually."

"Yes I promise I'll not interfere with you sexually unless you hit the cancel button."

"Oooh Mr Dunlop."

"Oooh Miss Grange. Please hand me your card and I'll leave the office to allow you to talk to your father in private. You have five minutes."

"I'm not a quick finisher Mr Dunlop."

"I'm pleased to hear that stunning news Miss Grange," Alfie smirked and left the room, joining the three legal guys waiting outside.

"Okay guys, hand me the draft contract to read." Alfie said. "That will save time."

Delta said to her father, "Christ where did you him from daddy? He's appears several notches above any guy you have in this outfit."

"I really can't answer that dear. I have no idea. He's just sprung forth, gaining wide experience in this company under my very nose without me noticing and now the chairman has decreed he's our new third VP."

* * *

An email was sent to all heads of departments from the company president.

At their computers looking at the memo and gaping were Wendy Winslow, head of Admin, Mark Adams, head of New Business, Merv Black, head of Supplies and Dispatch, Shelley Winton, head of Finance and Ted Estrada, head of Sales and Marketing.

Wendy called her friend Greta Weiss, manager of HR.

"Have you read the email about the new VP?"

"God yes, I almost fell out of my panties in shock. It's the chairman's appointment apparently. The guy has been with us exactly thirteen working days. Yet the memo talks about his depth of experience in the company."

"Golly, when did he graduate from college?"

"Conferment was two months ago."

"Jesus. Best not give anyone else that info Greta because if it gets out the chairman will institute a witch hunt to find where the leak originated."

"Oh god. I need this job. I'm married to a low-paid man with three expensive daughters to maintain."

Alfie signed his contact, effective immediately, and asked if he could take Friday off to relocate. Roger said that was fine and handed Alfie the keys to Alfie's company car, a black near-new Lexus ES.

At 5:30 Alfie was sitting in a bar when Delta called. "I'm held up attempting to figure out a selling line for a client. I'll probably be at least another half hour."

"What is the product?"

"A Mazda sports car aimed at women."

"What about 'Ignore This Honey at Your Peril'?"

"Oh god, that will do nicely thanks. I have writers' block. My fucking... oops... fiancé still hasn't called."

"Well forget him, you have me. Hurry along."

Delta hurried in looking flustered. "This client thought it was okay but hesitated so I tried him with This Peal is a Honey and he cried bravo. That's him fixed."

"Good, sit here or on my knee."

"Here will do nicely thank you. You must understand. I feel hassled."

"Turn with your back to me."

She turned without protest and Alfie dug into her shoulders near the neck.

"Ohmigod, I feel it's working."

"I know it's working, I can feel your shoulders softening."

"So can I."

"You smell great and I don't mean pussy."

"God Alfie," she said, attempting to break free.

"Relax Delta. Relaxing is the purpose of this exercise, remember."

"Well you watch your foul mouth."

"Are you really engaged to your fiancé?"

"Yes technically."

"God he's fucking you on the strength of that declaration and yet hasn't presented a ring."

"Alfie please, you are intruding into my personal life."

"Well someone has to manage it for you because you have this blip with this guy and with him all over you, you've lost touch with reality."

"I have not."

"You have so."

Alfie kissed the back of her neck. There was no complaint.

"You could be right. I have been a fool."

"Just dump him and start again."

"Oh yes, and of course you'll recommend I start with you."

"No I wouldn't think that would be a good recommendation. I have difficulty sticking to any woman for long."

"I'll think about that. This lovely young woman has been waiting to take our order. A vodka martini for me."

"And another beer for me please Janelle." 

After an hour Delta said she better go.

She turned to be kissed and was kissed on the lips, expertly. She had no objection.

Beginning to walk off Delta turned and came back and said he hadn't suggested seeing her again.

"I'll leave it for you to call me. How did you get my number?"

"I called dad. Why do I have to call you about a date?"

"Because I don't want a date with you if you are two minds about me."

She leaned over to whisper, "And you don't go for sex on first dates right?"

"Wrong."

She giggled, kissed and was off with no sway in her ass and that was a disappointment. 

Great ass, great legs. Alfie sighed. She could be one worthy of a longer relationship.

Next day Alfie sat in the office of the agency that handled his original letting. 

The agency general manager said, "Now let's see if I have this clear. You want us to negotiate with the owners to allow you to upgrade your 400 bucks a month studio in their Neal Street property for the 2210 sq ft Riverwalk Penthouse and for them to reduce the monthly rent from $3300 to $3000 with no penalty payment for this transfer and for us to accept normal letting fee less 20% because will handled the original letting 10 days ago?"

"Correct. My I admire that dress."

"You have to be joking."

"No it is a pretty dress."

"I mean such a business deal. It just won't work. You are the only one coming out of this ahead."

"Well ma'am, that's the way business sometimes works."

"Well it doesn't at this agency."

"Perhaps you wish to reconsider ma'am. I happen to know from reliable sources that the Riverwalk Penthouse has been vacant for five weeks. Now either you chase this deal enthusiastically or I'll go to the owners direct."

"You can't do that. We have a contract with them."

"Oh really and does your contract exclude upgrades?"

The woman bit her lip. "Please give me your phone number sir. I expect to be back to you within thirty minutes."

"Excellent service ma'am. Mighty fine tits as well, I have to say."

Alfie had expected the murderous look he received. He shifted into his new unfurnished apartment next morning, bringing with him a quality dresser, a very strong premium quality king-size bed, a full length matching mirror and kitchen table and chairs he'd purchased for the studio apartment. When the two relocation guys left Alfie went to a furniture super store and a soft furnishing and bathroom super store and purchased everything he required on the condition they be delivered within two hours of business closing that day. He'd also negotiated 20% off the ticketed price of each purchase.

When the last of the delivery people left just before 9:00 Alfie strolled through his domain with pride. It looked so good and would do him for quite some time unless he was demoted or fired due to sub-par performance due to near non-existent practical business experience. He thought he'd pick up fancy floor rugs and wall paintings with Delta Granger's assistance.


Amorous Alfie, Serial Seducer



Ah, Delta hadn't phoned. Well that was the cost of brinkmanship, you win some and you lose some. But rubbing his chin Alfie knew Delta would still have him in mind. He sensed he excited her just with his mouth and attitudes.

He called Roger Granger.

"Hi it's Alfie Dunlop."

"Good god Alfie, do you know what time it is?"

Alfie grinned looking at his watch; it was 10:10. "Just a moment sir I mean Roger, I'll check it out for you."

"No what I meant right-minded citizens are in bed and almost asleep at this hour."

"Is that golf commentary I hear on your TV?"

Roger sighed and asked him what he wanted.

"Delta's address."

"The same as my address. She still lives at home and at present is in the driveway arguing loudly with her boyfriend. It has been going sour between those two for some months but this seems more like a grand finale."

"Why are you telling me this?"

"I saw the way Delta reacted to you."

"But I'm a womanizer."

"Aren't we all?"

"Excuse me?"

Roger said he'd just coughed.

"I'm sending flowers around within the hour. Please make sure someone answers the door."

"Is that what you were calling for, Delta's address?"

"Yes."

"Jesus," Roger moaned and gave Alfie the address.

Within-one-hour courier delivery at the time of day cost Alfie an arm and a leg but he was happy to invest in a good woman.

* * *

Delta and her mom were soaking in the outdoor spa pool. Delta gushed on about the incredible Alfie Dunlop she'd met in her father's office.

"My memory must be fading darling. I'd forgotten that the man you alleged you are engaged to is an Alfie Dunlop," said Mia.

"Mom act your age."

"God can't you take a tease anymore? Well he sounds as cute as his name and also sounds predatory. Just don't lend him money darling. I would suspect he can't take your virtue."

"Mother!"

"God why are you so uptight?"

"I've decided to send Richard on his way later tonight. I believe he's been two-timing me."

"Don't you require proof or a confession before taking such drastic action?"

"No mom."

"Ah I see. I suspect this cool Alfie had told you to dump Richard and take up with Mr Cool."

"Actually he said he couldn't recommend that I take up with him because his relationships with females tend to be short-term."

"Ohmigod, a guy in this day and age with morals. Rope him in baby."

"Mom I don't believe he'll possess a single moral. He has seduction written all over him."

"He'll have morals darling; all men do. It just some are rather flexible about their morality."

Richard arrived at 10:00 whereas he'd said he'd be with Delta by 8:00, 8:15 at the latest.

"Sorry I'm late. Something came up."

"Don't get out of your car. I'm off to bed soon."

"Well I'll sleep here with you. Your mom won't mind; she likes me."

"You are deluded Richard. What have you been doing during the past two hours?"

"It's none of your business."

"Oh yes it is and where is my engagement ring."

"What engagement ring?"

Richard saw the anger so changed his tact. "I'm still thinking about getting one made, er with a big diamond."

"How big?"

"God you greedy cow. I haven't decided how big."

"You called me a greedy cow."

"Calm down Delta. I said that in jest. Didn't you notice my smile."

"Yes you smile like a crocodile you fucking ape."

"Oh having a tantrum are we, just because I was a few minutes late and arrived ringless. Well let's have this out."

Delta returned inside ten minutes later with the car roaring off. Mia said, "Why are you crying darling. You won didn't you?"

"Yes but it was a hollow victory. I didn't have a ring to throw at his face. Instead I kicked a big dent in his front door and hurt my toe but all he said was to watch it as I might dent his car."

Mia chuckled, "Imagine his horror when he sees the dent in the morning. He loves that car."

"Oh god thanks mom. You have cheered me no end. I can imagine his face, screwed up like a rat's after eating poisoned cheese."

"Oh baby, I love it. I believe most women who dump their boyfriend slump into emotional crisis but you have the intelligent to see your dear departed as a poisoned rat."

At 11:15 Delta answered the front door, carrying a kitchen knife thinking it would be that creep Richard.

"Flowers for Delta," said the courier.

"Ohmigod, they are beautiful. They must have cost a fortune."

"I'd think a small fortune miss. Good night."

Taking the flowers to the dining table Delta searched for a card. There was none. Puzzled she went into her parent's room pretending she couldn't notice the smell of sex. They both were asleep but stirred and she was asked what was the matter.

"Mom look, flowers for me."

"Ohmigod, they are beautiful. That creep Michael wouldn't spend money on that class of flowers."

"True but who are they from?"

Mia said read the card and Delta said there was no card.

Delta then had a thought. "Dad you take a call from anyone tonight."

Roger yawned. "Yes but I'm not telling."

"Who called him mom?"

"That Alfie guy to get our address."

"Fucking loud mouth women," Roger complained.

"Oh mom how romantic; don't you see?"

"See what darling?"

"I hadn't called him and he just wanted to remind me he was waiting for me call."

"Why didn't he call?"

"Because he wanted me to call but only if I were no longer in two minds about him."

"Go over and have sex with him baby," Roger said, thumping his pillow. "That will allow your mother and I to get back to sleep."

"No he has to fight to get it. If he wants romance he must play fairly. I roll over for no man easily."

"You rolled over as soon as that creep Richard mentioned an engagement ring," Mia reminded her daughter.

"That is really hitting below the belt mom."

"I'm sorry for saying that. I'm half asleep. Go to bed darling and think of all the things that Alfie guy might do to you. He won't marry you; those guys are dedicated to sharing it to any taker."

* * *

Alfie drove to the bar half an hour after closing when workers had finished cleaning up. The university senior Janelle came to the car and got in.

"Nice wheels."

"Owned by the company I work for."

Janelle said, "Riverside Plantation is quite good at this time of evening. The teens are mostly home back on their mom's orders."

"Don't you want a meal?"

"Well yes but I didn't expect the invitation. I thought you would be anxious to have sex."

"It will still be available to me in another hour or so, won't it?"

"Yes of course. I like your style Alfie."

"Well I like to know something about the woman before we fuck."

"Oooh. You are so romantic."

They parked at the plantation just under an hour later.

"Pull out your tits baby."

"God I like older men like you because they know what they are about. I require you to use a condom Alfie."

"So do I."

"You said at the restaurant you weren't married. Was that a lie?"

"No, I've never been married and don't aim to head for the altar any time soon. There is too much good pussy around unattended."

Alfie stroked and sucked and Janelle rolled her eyes in delight.

"I have an active sex life so my pussy is well used."

"I guessed that's why I called you for a one-off date."

"One off?"

"Yeah baby. I have a babe coming free as soon as she finds the guts to dump the creep she's been dating."

"Lucky girl."

"She's twenty-seven and beautiful, very beautiful."

"It's time to finger my pussy."

"Thanks... it's juicy."

"Well you have been turning me on. God your body is so hard. That alone is enough to make me wet."

"Way to go baby," Alfie laughed.

Alfie walked Janelle to the front door of her parent's home.

"Well good night and good luck finishing your degree well."

"Thanks."

They had their final kiss. Janelle said, "We were both so athletic. That was the best front seat car fuck I've ever had."

"You were great Janelle and your really made it happen for us. Marry the right guy; don't waste your talent."

CHAPTER 2

Bruce Young began proceedings at the 8:00 am meeting he'd called with his fellow VP Owen Black and company president Roger Grange.

"Guys we have a crisis on our hands over this guy Alfie Dunlop. There was something about him that worried me and yesterday swimming lengths in the pool it came to me in one word: youth. Our new VP looks too young to have gained all the experience he claims to have had as well as to gain his MBA. So I looked up his college record."

"Lo and what did I find? He completed college only weeks ago. I then looked at his record and found on the day our astute chairman took it upon himself to appoint Mr Dunlop as our new VP, Dunlop had worked for this company for a total of thirteen days."

"What?" Roger croaked.

"Yes a total of thirteen days and that's his total experience in business apart from those periods of work experience students have during time off studies."

"The smart ass, he conned us," Bruce snarled.

"No wait," Roger said, holding up his hand. "Let's be sure of the facts. First, how old is he?"

"He turns twenty-six tomorrow," Bruce said.

"Christ," Roger said. 

Owen just groaned.

Bruce said, "Well Roger, you can fire him for claiming his wealth of experience in this company."

Roger rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Guys think back to actually what was said during that interview by the chairman that we attended. Did Alfie actually claim he'd spend a year or perhaps two years in every department that was mentioned?"

The vice-presidents looked at one another. 

Bruce said he couldn't recall the guy mentioning any length of service and Owen agreed.

Roger asked Bruce which department had employed Alfie.

"Well this is the astonishing thing. I recall he did claim to have worked in every department we have here apart from the café/catering department, HR and the Senior Management Floor. The records confirmed that. He worked in all of those departments over thirteen days, being transferred from one to another and on to another and so on, always with excellent references that our chairman read."

"Jesus," Roger said. "This is a conspiracy."

"I don't think so Roger," Bruce said. "I read the confidential reports requesting transfers and the stated grounds all related to unspecified reasons relating to sex but not illegal or even unprofessional sex."

"We all have sex with consenting women around here, so we can't fire Dunlop on that ground alone Roger."

"Correct Owen. Well in my opinion we are stymied. Thanks for alerting us to this remarkable chain of events Bruce but in my opinion we are stuck with Alfie Dunlop's appointment. If we move to have his appointment rescinded the chairman could throw another of his famous wobbles. Alfie has a law degree so could take us to court claiming wrongful dismissal simply to expose what bungling asses the chairman, president and two vice-presidents of this company are. Further he probably could wring a million in damages in successfully claiming humiliation and being the victim of executive victimization, dereliction of duty... guys you name it. Perhaps he could screw us for fifty million if the court agreed his professional career had been wrecked."

"Oh Christ," Owen wailed.

"I have the answer," Roger smiled. "We support him totally and wait for him to fall on his own sword from incompetence, our support notwithstanding.

Bruce smiled, "Let him fall without our support."

Roger snarled, "What and have our chairman conduct an internal investigating and find our new guy fell because he totally lacked support from top management?"

Bruce and Owen agreed; give Mr Dunlop all reasonable support and patiently wait for him to implode.

"Excellent guys," Roger said smiling. "And thank you Bruce for your initiative in alerting us to a threatening crisis because of the chairman's incompetence in appointing a vice-president. Let's have a whisky to toast to our combined and well-worked achievement."

Sipping top scotch, Bruce said, "We must fire the head of HR for allowing this to happen without notifying us when reading about the appointment."

"Ah a minor problem said Owen. I have been shafting her. She could claim victimization."

"Oh well then let her live," Roger said. "Now nothing of what was said here this morning will be discussed with anyone, including wives. Is that understood?"

The two VPs said yes. 

When the VPs had left Roger groaned, thinking what a fucking mess. He poured coffee and looking out of his fifth floor window at the busy thoroughfare of Petrie Avenue below thought yes, letting it be was the correct decision and it could be a brilliant decision because he knew there was something about Alfie. What it was he didn't know. Initially he'd thought womanizing but then sensed it went beyond that. The high-powered confidence exhibited by Alfie would be driven by intelligence and perhaps the guy was some sort of genius. So Alfie was being driven... but to where? Roger knew that was too deep for him, an accounting-reared businessman to figure out.

So Alfie had promise? Well it seemed that way. He'd stand back and observe, ready to intervene and help Alfie where necessary. Owen and Bruce had their instruction to support Alfie and by chance it had been delivered in such a way they knew if they fouled up on that and it imploded on Alfie some of the serious fall-out could implode on them and cost them their jobs.

Roger had initially been horrified that Alfie had kept under Roger's radar but he'd been relieved to have found Alfie had amassed all of that so-called experience in only thirteen and a bit days before that meeting with their stupid chairman over Alfie's appointment. God they had to keep the cap on this otherwise it would make them the laughing stock of Business America.

Oh god.

So dirty Owen had been topping Mrs Greta Weiss, head of HR. The skunk. Roger frowned and hoped Greta had not told Owen about her robust affair with Roger. Pulling his left earlobe Roger nodded to himself, confirming he must not discuss this fucking mess with anyone, not even his wife and neither should he even hint about it to Alfie. He then switched to thinking how could he initiate a major outside appointment for William so that he'd become too busy to continue on as chairman of the company. Oh yes, what inspired thinking!

Roger almost dropped his coffee in shock when the horrifying thought came to mind that Alfie Dunlop potentially could become the replacement chairman. He went to his desk and began tedious report reading to block his mind to the horrifying thought of migraine proportions.

* * *

Delta awoke in the morning feeling the ache in her vagina for Alfie. But after a good pee the ache was gone, much to her relief. She showered and sat in front of the mirror brushing her hair and looking at her breasts hoped Alfie would find them acceptable; he would have seen rack after rack of them, mostly identifiable by his teeth marks.

She frowned at such disgusting thinking from such a nice girl, er woman, and frowned again at realizing her mind was already committed to taking up with Alfie. What an infantile mind being seduced totally by the appearance of a bunch of flowers.

God those flowers and late delivery would have cost him at least three hundred bucks, , more like three-fifty. No guy in his right mind would... Delta paused and was astonished to see the blush creep from the tops of her boobs to engulf her lower face. She'd always assumed her flushes swept downwards. Why she had no idea; women are not expected to have a reason to back everything they say and think. God she was blushing about Alfie like an eager teenager. She picked up her phone.

"Hi babe."

Her eyebrows arching Delta hissed, "Which babe."

"Delta of course."

Delta smiled in huge relief. "I'm not calling about a date. I'm just wishing you good luck on the first day of your brilliant career. Daddy told us about your appointment."

"Don't lie to me Delta; it's not a good way to begin a relationship."

Delta sucked in breath. "I apologize. I'm calling for a date. I also wish to say I'm prepared to lower my standards and have sex on our first date."

"Delta don't."

He didn't continue and that confused her. "Don't what?" She was so anxious that sounded almost like a whine.

"Standards are to be raised, not lowered. Please remember that."

"Yes sir I mean yes Alfie."

"It's okay but there is no need to be nervous with me," he said. "I'm as open as a book."

What a liar she thought. He had a mind that lurked. "I-I broke up with Richard last night."

"Oh what he one of your boyfriends?"

"My only boyfriend but no longer."

"Oh darling, that will be why you are sounding so erratic this morning. My poor darling, you will be in emotional turmoil."

"I want you," Delta said, managing to cut back most of the whimper.

"I bet you do," said the brute. "But not now. The office calls. What about lunch?"

"What about it?"

"God you are stressed. So you actually do work at your agency?"

"Yes I work damn hard and at lunchtime I go to our in-house gym."

"Gym eh. I'd had the wrong idea of what was toner that great body of yours."

Blushing Delta said she had never been all that big into sex.

"Well that is to change baby. I'll see you at your place for dinner tonight."

"You have not been invited. It's up to my mother who dines at our home. Occasionally my father invites business people. I'll take you out to eat."

"Just tell your mom you are taking up with me and say not a word more and wait for the dinner invitation."

"She won't."

"She will. Your dad would have told her about me and so she'll be beside herself in curiosity."

"You don't know my mother."

"True but I know your father a bit and can type what type of women he'd pick to marry, confirmed by your looks and carriage. Further I know women. Gotcha babe... it's impossible for you to win this one."

"Ohmigod. Your arrogance is inconceivable."

"Yeah, its one of the things women like about me. You have my number. Call me when mommy gives you the time."

The call disconnected before Delta could say, "Have a nice day." God how pathetic; he would have expected something better from her.

She fumed. The guy was dominating her, not in a bad way but that didn't matter. She resolved not to tell her mom about him.

Delta joined her mom and Rowena who was over for breakfast. Row lived nearby and, being six months pregnant. knew her mom liked to check on what she was eating.

"Who called you dear?"

"Alfie Dunlop." 

Oh god, her mom had wormed it out of her without even trying."

"Alfie Dunlop, cute name," Rowena said. "Tell me about him you two-timing cow."

"I-I dumped Richard last night."

"And this Alfie had his skates on called this morning. Oh-oh. An impressive shift in ground darling. Now tell all."

"Yes," said her mom. "There are gaps in my knowledge. God you look as if you are already having sex with him."

Feeling trapped like a rat, Delta told them what they were itching to hear. She ended up with all three of them almost palpitating.

"Ohmigod. Little sister has landed the really big one."

"I don't think so. He's more of a con artist that a man," Delta said.

"Do you really believe that?"

"Mom I really don't know what to believe. I've decided to proceed one step at the time."

"Well this is hush-hush darling, not a word. I had to screw it out of your father... ah you know what I mean. He went off early this morning for an emergency meeting with Owen and Bruce. He wouldn't tell me what it was about so I pushed hard and when I said was it this new guy Alfie, your father's mouth tightened. I think the other two VPs are dead scared Alfie will be made senior to them."

"But he has no track record in the company mom and Delta said he was appointed VP after thirteen days in the company and only recently had his degree conferment."




Amorous Alfie, Serial Seducer



"Well we really don't know how business runs, do we girls? Delta invite him to dinner tonight. You come too Rowena and I'll get Susan over and your guys can have a night out with the boys. It's time this Alfie met my full family and I got a good look at him."

Delta looked appalled. Rowena caught the look and said, "You'll keep your hands off him won't you mom?"

"Yes of course. Why would I be interested in a guy so young?"

Rowena smiled at Delta who visibly relaxed.

After breakfast Delta called Alfie on his cell phone and left a message when informed he was in a meeting. "Dinner with drinks at 7.00 tonight you clever guy. Mom is calling in my two sisters. Mom has this crazy notion you are big time. Bye."

* * *

Alfie went cheerfully into his office on the executive fifth floor and a pleasant-faced young woman with a small bust smiled tentatively from her workstation in the inner office outside his door and stood.

"Yes come in Natalie and close the door behind you if you're not in the habit of doing that.

"We have a protocol..."

"Fuck protocol Natalie. Shut the door."

She stood defiantly.

"Good girl, you have guts. But you are working with me, not for Protocol."

"Yes sir," Natalie said, and shut the door and stood without fear.

"Has your mom warned you about working with me, after you told her the rumors about me?"

"Yes sir."

"Natalie I'm not a knight."

"My mom did utter something that could be taken for a warning Alfie but she accepts I am a young adult."

"In fact not much younger than me."

"May I touch your right breast and ask you don't think protocol."

"Yes."

Alfie put a big mitt over the breast and gave it a hearty squeeze.

Natalie's mouth opened and she looked astonished rather than frightened and said nothing.

"There we go. If you call that a grope that marks the point beyond which I'll never go with you Natalie. Can we be friends and can you now feel we can have a trusting relationship?"

"I think so."

"Good, don't be too enthusiastic will you? Please sit and don't feel bad about showing a bit of leg. I rather like the legs of slimmer females. Now where were we?"

"You were discussing mutual trust and I was in basic agreement but I remain aware trust has to be earned."

"Oh great, you have intelligence and think with discipline. Good girl. Yes you'll find me unconventional because that's how I am. Now have you drawn up a name plan for me of people and where they sit in the boardroom for management board meetings?"

"It's on you desk."

"Great and full marks for thoughtful anticipation. While I'm away please download the personal education, qualifications and work experience files of the manager and two deputies of sales and marketing and place them in a red folder marked confidential and leave them in my top left hand drawer. Here is my authority code. Answer calls and when clear do you nails."

"Do my nails?"

"You may even read sexy novels when you have no work to do Natalie. I never require you to pretend to be working unless the office manager or others in authority enter the outer office. You and I will have an open relationship and if any woman comes into my office and I lock the door I will expect you to guard the fort with your life."

"You are rather unconventional Alfie. I'll follow orders."

"Requests."

"Oh sorry, requests."

* * *

Alfie entered the boardroom and Owen and Bruce greeted him warmly. Bruce took him aside.

"Don't worry about your meteoritic rise in seniority. It was a complete stuff up by you know who. The boss, Owen and I have discussed it and have agreed to let it lie, telling no one. You have out support and the boss believes you'll make it. But if you fall you fall."

"Thanks Bruce."

"Thank god I'm not in your shoes buddy."

Alfie was introduced to executives as they entered to claim their seats and the boss entered precisely at 8:30 and started the meeting by formerly introducing Alfie.

Alfie had attended company management meetings as part of his degree studies and this one followed the pattern he was familiar with.

Near the finish Roger said, "We are pleased to have our vacant VP seat filled by someone so young and full of fresh ideas as you are Alfie."

"Thank you."

Roger sat expectantly so Alfie knew he had to say something. 

"Firstly guys and gals, thanks for making me feel welcome and I'm anxious to be a worthy cog in the management machine. In case you are wondering my name really is Alfie. I re-registered it from Alfred simply because in my opinion Alf and Alfred are names belonging to a past era where I certainly am not living. Roger has yet to brief me about what he expects from me and where I fit in the team but earlier this morning I took the first step of reprogramming the Sales and Marketing team in an endeavor to fine-tune everything and remove or remedy weaknesses. I am starting by reviewing the personal files of the three-person management team in the search for their strengths and weaknesses. Progress in this will be generalized in my report to the CEO each Friday. Thank you."

"That's the place to begin a review, from the top. Good work Alfie," Roger smiled. "We now come to questions-answers-comments from everyone, starting with our new man."

Alfie said, "Can anyone tell me why sales and marketing are not split into self-contained divisions?"

Pat the company secretary said, "Because it's always been that way, starting in Roger's father's day when he and Herman Bok founded this company."

"Sales yes but marketing would have been virtually unrecognized as a science in those days and would have been tacked on to sales in later years."

"Okay Alfie you are probably correct about that so why should it be separated today?" asked the director of production.

"Well sales and marketing go hand in hand but in the way in which they have developed sales relates closer to order-taking while marketing is closer to a constructive science... one is practical the other more abstract," said Alfie. "I imagine I'll be recommending their separation under the umbrella of sales and marketing. I have raised it to hear your thoughts and to listen to any profound comment related to strategy or proven tradition."

Other speakers expressed personal opinions but nothing profound emerged.

"Good question," Roger said. "It reminds us that what worked yesterday might not necessarily work well today or tomorrow. Let's move on..."

Back in his office Alfie called the S&M (Sales and Marketing) manager and invited him for morning coffee. 

Ted came in. "I can't believe a young upstart like you worked for me one and a half days and you are now my superior."

"Thanks for sharing your views with me Ted. If you have a problem with it I suggest you go direct to the chairman; he appointed me."

"Mr Bolger?"

"We only have the one chairman as far as I know," Alfie said and received a withering look.

"Thanks Nat," Alfie said as Natalie delivered coffee and he receive a lovely smile. "Close the door behind you."

"I'm undertaking a comprehensive review of everyone in S&P Ted and that includes whether they are required or not required to be working in that department or in their present positions."

"You mean my job is under threat?"

"God Ted, back off. It's a review, not the planning of executions."

"Well you wording sounded ominous."

"That's how I express myself Ted, straight up so guys like you know what they hear is what they are meant to hear. The name for it is actually called clear communication but you'll be aware of that."

"Could we discuss you now or would you prefer a formal appointment to do that."

"No now is good."

"Thanks. I like decisive people around me; I learnt that from my mom. Please call your two deputies and ask them to meet us here at 11:30."

Ted did that without complaint.

"I'd like you to be present when I interview all your personnel as part of this comprehensive review. I'll make sure the timings suits you. "

"Thanks and it's proper I should be present."

"Certainly. You've been with the company eighteen years Ted and as far as I can see you have an exemplary work record with only one serious complaint and you came out of that with a warning. My reading of it was two hothead went toe-to-toe."

"Yeah he was my supervisor at the time and later got fired for being incompetent."

"Could you be in line for being judged incompetent Ted?"

Ted looked alarmed and said he wouldn't think so.

"Your strengths appear to be sales management. You appear good at motivating the team and complaints received about your sales team appear below the level to be expected. That is excellent. What concerns me is you have not subjected yourself to any in-service training in the past ten years... I only looked back that far. Nor have you attended any sales conferences during that period. So how do you refresh yourself on new ideas, techniques and trends Ted?"

"I look at that stuff on the Internet at times."

"How frequently?"

"Er possibly monthly."

"And how often actually."

"Um definitely a couple of times a year."

"Right, let's leave that there for now. Kindly present me in writing your personal plan for attending conferences and in-service training sessions for the sales industry as particularly applicable to what we do and how we do it and what sales management magazine you have decided to get on company subscription. Are you able to do that for me Ted."

"I'll have it to you by morning."

"By Friday will do Ted. Let's not panic about this. Now since we must work together closely I'll yarn to you about my background, how I think and feel about work and leisure and them perhaps you'll reciprocate."

"Yeah right, good idea. You have to know people before you can trust them or not."

"Oh so true. I was born on a farm. Bad time because it was cropping time..."

The comprehensive review took twenty-four working days to complete, the interviews being scheduled at mutually acceptable times to minimize disruption. It allowed Alfie to get to know a little about the 115 people under his control. The company manufactured products used daily by housewives such as brooms and dust pans, trash cans, window cleaning aids and sprays to keep areas spider-web free. They also produced or imported garden hand tools and a wide range of products for the home workshop and home garage. They had a sales network across five states and a solid customer client base.

People working in marketing all had marketing degrees and so it became clear that the division already existed. All that would be required was a small reshuffle and the physical separation of the two departments within the space S&M already occupied.

Alfie took Ted to lunch at a restaurant favored by businessmen because it was set up to allow them to discuss business and lay out hard-copy reports behind the shoulder level screens.

"God all that work for a report of only eight pages."

"We have to keep it simple for upper management who really are not in the know Ted."

Ted grinned appreciatively. He was only just back from a two-day sales techniques update course.

He turned serious. So Charlie has to go?"

"Yes. Anyway you only require one deputy in the split if it goes ahead. I'll talk to Charlie and suggest he applies for the vacancy coming up of dispatch manager. I'll push for him to get it."

"He's likely to jump at that. In effect it's a promotion."

"Well I knew it had to be that or fire him. He has a wife with health problems."

Ted spluttered over his beer. "God, don't tell me you have a heart?"

"I suggest you ask my girlfriend that."

"Ah yes. Everyone is talking about the bosses beauty queen youngest daughter taking you by storm."

"Well you know what rumors are pal. I just set my sights on her and she buckled."

"Yeah whatever. So what is this really about? What is your shock disclosure?"

"I'm not bringing in a manager for marketing. That person is already there."

Ted drank beer, obviously thoughts about personnel with a marketing bent that were identified in the report were surging through his head."

"Ivan."

"Try Lucille."

"God are you mad? She's nervy."

"But no nerd. She possesses awesome intelligent and knowledge. I want you to send her to a six-weeks intermediate management training school. HR already has her booked in but I want you to convince her to attend and for you to brief her about the proposals and to tell her you'll managed her department until she returns."

"But she'll need to leave this Sunday because those courses are residential and the management board doesn't consider this report till Monday?"

"That's true. Bad timing by the board don't you think?"

"You have to be kidding."

"Ted, now this is confidential. We are making the split whether or not the board approves. If it doesn't approve well just have to make do with a rearrangement of desks without building alternations."

"Jesus, you're a risk-taker son."

"That's why I'll get gray hair before my time Ted. Don't disappoint me by failing to get Lucille back to school?"

"For you pal, she's going even if I have to drag her by her bloomers."

"I think they're called panties these days Ted."

"I knew if I used that word you'd get me up to speed."

They laughed and as new bottles arrived Ted said, "I'll tell you this Alfie. What you have produced is a damn good report."

"Thanks Ted. I take it you are serious about that."

"Asshole," Ted said, lifting his beer bottle in salute.

Back in his office Alfie closed the door and called Roger.

"Hi Alfie. Are we getting that report in time?"

"Natalie is emailing it to Brooke right now. I'm calling to advise it has Ted's full endorsement and I want you to snuff out any opposition to the report being adopted in toto."

"Am I expected to know Latin?"

"No you are only president of a company with a multi-million dollar turnover."

"I don't expect opposition young man. Word is out that the chairman has found a genius at making people believe in themselves."

"Is that so? Well don't let it go to your head."

"My wife would like you to know she'd never seen Delta so happy."

"Is that so? Consider that carefully. Mother's tend to say that whenever their little darlings get new boyfriends and days later the reversal of that is delivered."

"Not this mother pal. Now get back to work."

CHAPTER 3

Delta headed to the ad agency with her mind in a whirl. Ro (Rowena) had called Susan about coming to dinner and why and everyone had heard Susan scream "Oh yes!" and Ro said Susan was pulling out of a girls' gambling night to come to dinner." 

"But those are her dear girlfriends," Delta had said.

"She told me the word is out about your Alfie. Two of her younger friends were at college with him. According to them Alfie has only to touch flesh and the lucky girl bleats yes without really deciding what to say. Ohmigod Delta, you've landed a real womanizer."

"Shut up Ro, you'll scare the crap out of mom."

Her mom had said, "It's all right dear; I know womanizers don't plunder forever. Some even go off sex before they turn thirty."

"Oh god, I'm off to the office, Delta had said.

At her desk Delta called Brooke her father's PA and asked her for Alfie Dunlop's CV.

"I can't release that to you Miss Granger without your father's permission."

Brooke took a big guess. "Do you want me to tell my mother about your and my father. Someone I know saw you two at a convention."

"Ohmigod, we were so careful..."

Brooke stopped as if realizing she was confessing. "Please give me your email address Miss Granger."

"Call me Delta. And Brooke accept your secret is safe with me."

Delta thought what a dirty bitch. Brooke was married. Er so was her father. God that office was one big bucket of sex.

The CV came through. She read it and was most impressed. God he was in the college's Hall of Fame as its greatest footballer ever. He went to university and didn't play football but played hockey. She couldn't see the connection. Perhaps he'd been burnt out starring in football. He starred academically as well.

What was this? Ah Brooke had included a highly confidential report from his professors during his master's year. It was all good. Nowhere was they any report identifying him as a womanizer, thank god, or for that matter of being disciplined for sexual indiscretions or other bad behavior. 

Delta was hugely relieved. She called the company and a woman named Mrs Crow gave Delta Alfie's business email address. She could feel the curiosity in the voice of the woman. Creepy. She emailed Alfie confirming the time of their meeting that evening and added brief background notes about her mother and two sisters. She added her mom was lovely with lovely tits and that was all he needed to know about her. She then sent the email and sighed, wishing she hadn't sent that last sentence.

A reply came late afternoon. 'Dear lovely tits. Thanks for the briefing. XXXX'

She could have died. Oh god, is that what he thought of her... just a pair of tits. Then she laughed. She couldn't help it. She'd thought if she were a man she'd be delighted to be involved in a grubby exchange like that.

Delta joined a team called to view a clip being prepared for a major perfume client

The film showed two lovers shopping and in the middle of a mall the guy pulled back the high top of the young woman's dress, sniffed and said, "Ah ha perfume?" and she said "Yes, you are such a sophisticated man."

People clapped and the vice-president who looked after the account personally said, "Any comment?"

Delta was thinking what Alfie might have said but she avoided saying crap.

"I think you need to reshoot."

There was a loud gasp and a few mutterings.

"Oh yes Delta. Reasons please."

"The atmosphere is not romantic; it's the setting for women's shoes or a credit-card push. But my biggest objection is just how sophisticated is a man who pulls open the top of his lover's dress in the middle of a shopping mall and sniff."

There were murmurs in agreement and someone said, "Delta is right Leon."

"Okay what is your superior suggestion Delta?"

She was prepared for that. "I suggest a shoot on the banks of the river where there is driftwood. The two lovers sit facing one another, cross-legged. She opens the perfume and holds up the bottle against the setting sun and says, 'The new Ah Ha perfume. What magnificent taste you have darling.' Cut."

"Ah Ha. I like it," said Leon. We'll do it. Marlene work on lifting that suggested script. Excellent work and keen observation Delta."

Delta acknowledged a few complimentary comments on the way out and back at her desk gloated in pride. Everyone who mattered was in the theater. She'd just made the biggest impact since beginning at this agency almost two years ago."

"Mark wants to lick your pussy darling," smiled the other VP's senior assistant. "Hurry along."

"Sit down," Mark Hammond said brusquely. "A few minutes ago you proved your value and I agree with Leon you do appear to have sharp awareness."

Mark popped a stomach-settling pill. "Howick & Hall Jewelry have renewed their account for a further two years. Do you want to lead the team?"

"Oh god Mark, you handle that. It's a major client."

"Try telling me something I don't know. I have sufficient confidence to know you'll relieve me of some pressure. All you need to do is to do to well. Apart from that I don't care a fuck what you do with the account as long as you don't lose it."

"You can count on me Mark. For fuck sake get away on a break, even a brief one. You are looking sallow."

"I can go now knowing Howick & Hall are in safe hands," he grinned. "Actually I leave for a week in Hawaii on Friday."

Delta walked to her desk on wobbly knees. She'd been confident she had the talent and eventually a break would come her way. But this was bigger than big. Howick & Hall was the agency's second largest billing. Oh god she'd have her own team."




Amorous Alfie, Serial Seducer



Mandy Roberts came to her and said, "Your office is ready for you Miss Granger."

"Mandy even at recent as this morning you called me Delta. I want everyone to call me Delta."

"I'll pass the word Delta. I'm here to help you shift. Peggy is taking over your work here so you'll need to return to brief hereafter you have met the team."

"Oh god, I need to pee."

Mandy laughed as Delta fled and the office manager began clearing out drawers into plastic carry containers.

Delta drove home just after 6:00, calling ahead to ask her mom to run a bath for her.

"You sound happy."

"I am mom; really happy."

"A good day at the office and your man is coming to dinner."

"Yes mom. Remember something like that happening to you?"

"God you are so sensitive compared with your sisters. As a matter of fact I do and the last time it happened it was your father. Thank you for asking darling."

Delta decided not to mention her elevation to account director to her family but she'd tell Alfie because Alfie seemed to be aware of everything. He'd know without her having to tell him that she'd have other accounts to run as well and that she'd be given as many people to work for as she could justify. 

Fancy Peggy calling her Miss Granger" Peggy had been with the company twenty-eight years and was a past president of the industry's office manager's federation. Delta was an unknown whereas Peggy was the doyen of her section of the industry. How was it possible for people of Peggy's ability to genuinely act with humility? 

It was accepted of course that Peggy knew in their office structure Delta was now ranked higher than Peggy in pecking order. Well she knew the answer because her mom's mom had told her many times: 'People earn respect by being respectful' and another favorite homily was, 'Those worthy of power are those who don't abuse it', oh and perhaps Gran's favorite one used in the social sense, 'Cream rises to the top'. God how simple sayings could be laced so profoundly was difficult to comprehend.

Mia smelling freshly washed and without makeup and perfume kissed Delta as she entered the house and Delta's heart almost melted. 

"You are so good and kind to me mom."

Mia's grip on her hug tightened. "My vibes about you and your new man are ringing my ears darling."

"That's blood pressure mom. Have your physician check it out."

They laughed and Mia stared at her youngest, ever so pleased to see her looking so happy. Gosh what a quick bounce-back after finding herself with that dud Richard Kinsley. Delta appeared to have even stronger talents emerging.

Delta was sitting with the family when Susan asked, "Where's the hombre sweetheart?"

Looking at her watch Delta almost gasped, finding it was 7:20.

Then she heard the distinctive roar of a Mercedes coming up the steep driveway under acceleration. She pushed her hair into shaped and pulled down her neckline a little and looked up to see her sisters grinning at her. Oh god, it was easier dealing with difficult clients than this lot.

She glanced at her father who was wincing at the sound of scattering gravel under hard braking.

"Go to lover boy darling," Ro said. "Is it okay if I invite him to pat baby?"

Delta swallowed, knowing her face had turned pink. "M-mom. The door please. You are the hostess. You won't need to introduce yourself; he'd the type of guy who just knows."

"Thank you dear," said her mom, patting her hair down.

Delta looked at her sisters and looked away; they were staring at her as if wondering just who was this guy. Perhaps she should say just a guy out to fuck her. Oh no, her color was running rampant over her face.

* * *

Alfie entered his apartment, made coffee and took a call from the sexy university student Janelle.

"Hi, it's Janelle. I'm on a break. Is it okay that I call you?"

"Yeah sure. We should set out to always be friends. And if you ever want help with summer break work or..."

"No this is fine. This bar is owned by my uncle and he pays me top rates and he remembers being a struggling student. I was just calling to know if your hopes to land this babe came unstuck or whatever."

"I'm at her parent's home for dinner tonight. So far I haven't had time with her to do what you and I did."

"Oh poor boy. What's her name?"

"Delta Granger."

"Ohmigod."

"What is she your cousin?"

"In actual fact yes, a cousin," Janelle said. "But I was meaning she was runner-up state beauty queen when she was eighteen."

"I didn't know that but it shows. It shows you are related because you are also good looking."

"Well I'm very happy for you. I'll never tell her I had sex with you."

"Thanks because it might help and we might see you when we are together."

"So your mother is Roger Grange's sister."

"Yes. God I'm impressed that you, a guy, managed to work that out."

"It wasn't difficult."

"I believe that. I have to go. Save my number and we'll talk at times. I agree with you; we can developed a friendship without having sex."

"You are a lovely young woman Janelle. Bye."

Alfie was sitting on the John reading the comic strips from that morning's newspaper when he glanced at his watch and yelled, "Oh shit. It was 6:55. Delta would murder him. Thank god he'd bought flowers for all the women and a bottle of top shelf red for Roger.

He showered and shaved quickly, deciding not to phone an apology for lateness. He put on a smart blue suit and then tore it off and dressed in his university gray sweater and black pants and raced down to his car, raced back to the apartment for his keys and was off. As he showered metal in a braking broad slide to park he though if Roger was listening Alfie might be in deep shit. He thought about pulling some of the metal chips out of the flower garden and then decided against it because he was late enough.

A gorgeous ageing bottled blonde opened the door. Alfie thought she must spend a fortune on her face and body. She looked really great.

"Mia I'm Alfie. God you look great."

"Oooh thanks," Mia beamed and reach up and kissed him. 

"Take one of these bunches of flowers. Actually I choose orchids for you."

"Oh orchids, my favorites. Please come through darling."

Darling... so soon?"

Everyone was already standing so that made it easier for Alfie.

"Hi Roger," he said. "Please take the wine and cellar it."

"Oh, nice drop buddy."

"Hi Rowena. Take a bunch and kiss me. I'll be back to pat your tummy in a minute."

"God you look sexy Susan. Take a bunch and kiss me. Oh sorry... our teeth hit."

Susan turned bright red but remained smiling.

"And finally Delta. These flowers are for you and I await your big kiss. Have you told your family we haven't yet had sex?"

Red-faced, Delta kissed the jerk heavily to shut him up.

"God you've made almost a big as impact on my family as you have at the office," Roger beamed.

The four women eyed Roger as Mia demanded, "Impact at the office?"

Roger scratched behind his left ear. 

"The perception appears to be that Alfie is some sort of guru. He began his day by asking the management board why sales and marketing people, they are his prime responsibility, were lumped in together, almost knocking many of my team off their seats by his audacity." 

"Their attitude was of course that it had always been like that. Then later after bringing the manager of his department on-side he had the manager announced there would be a comprehensive review of the standing of everyone in the department prior to a review of what the department did and how it performed its dual roles. The use of the word 'standing' left everyone wonder whether they were in line to be promoted or fired, quite confusing them. So no doubt as the review proceeds during the next couple of weeks or so I can see everyone will be eager to put their best foot forward. Normally reviews scare the crap out of people and they become defensive."

The women looked at Alfie for elaboration but her just smiled and asked, "What is everyone drinking?"

"Oh god, I'm neglecting duty," Roger said.

"Roger you're doing great guns. Here allow me to help as soon as I say hi to your imminent grandchild."

Rowena radiated delight, Susan looked about to vomit in jealously while Delta waited for the bombshell she was expecting. Her mother whispered, "He's got the girls round his finger already."

Delta was about to say certainly not Susan when Don Juan smiled at Susan, taking her glass and whispering loud enough for everyone to hear, "Great tits."

Susan looked as if she'd just been told she was beautifully dressed and perfectly presented.

When the men departed to the bar in the lounge Mia said, "What do you think girls?"

"Isn't he lovely and did you see how tenderly he touched baby," Rowena said, beaming.

"He's a colossal threat to womanhood," Susan said and declared, "For the first time since my marriage I'm thinking adultery."

Mia and Delta looked a little shocked but as Rowena reminded them, "You always were the easiest of the sisters to get laid."

Susan smirked as if just being delivered an accolade.

Mia was clever with the table seating. She placed a man at each end and with Delta and herself facing across from Alfie and Susan next to her, leaving Rowena seated between her father and Delta. That of course kept Susan out of reach of their guest because everyone in the family new what Susan was like after a few drinks.

The family was interested to learn that Alfie was born and raised on a cattle ranch in Kansas and while he was going through college his parents 'turned religious and funny' and sold up and shifted to Missouri and he choose to finish his last year of education in Colorado and then decided to settle in Denver.

"I rather like this city."

The family liked hearing that.

Rowena asked did he see much of his family.

"Only at Christmas. My married sister and her family go there every other year. But four days is enough for all of us and we are out of there. As I said my parents have gone funny on religion."

"Oh that's so sad," Mia said. "But mind you when you marry Delta you can have Christmas here."

The silence was huge until Alfie laughed gently and said, "That's a mighty fine offer Mia and is something for Delta and I to put away and think about in due course perhaps. I first saw Delta in Roger's office for all of five or six minutes and had a couple of drinks with her in a bar during no longer than an hour. And that's our total time together."

Susan with four drinks under her belt snorted in disbelief. "My impression was you and my sister were having it off hourly."

"What a stupid statement that is," Delta flared. "I'll have you know..."

"Girls," Alfie said smoothly. "Let's get this straight. Delta is unlikely to have claimed we have fucked because we only met the twice. Some calmness about this would be appreciated. I concede Delta has fallen for me hugely. It began with the moment we eyed one another in Roger's office. It sometimes happens like that. And since then we met once and I urged her to drop the guy she was unhappy about and try me but I warned her I had a problem sticking to a date for any real length of time. And we've had a couple of phone calls and left messages. So that's all there is to our relationship apart from hello and goodbye kisses of no magnitude. But I have to say both of us have kept the pressure up."

"That is a very accurate summary and I confirm circumstances have prevented us from having sex until now. And this talk of marriage mom is absolute rubbish. I expect you were just attempting to be lovely to our visitors, thinking of him being unhappy at Christmas time and your mind raced away on you."

"That was my impression," Roger said helpfully.

"It's no big deal," Rowena said. "Thank god you dropped that Richard guy Delta. Even I could see he was a jerk. But I'm telling you this: if you grab Alfie and marry him I'll be very, very happy for you and I'm sure Uncle Alfie will love my baby."

"Oh god," Delta wailed.

"Take it easy Delta, Alfie said. "Families ought to be free to speak their minds."

"Please may we talk about something else," Delta pleaded. 

Everyone groaned when Roger said, "It looks like we'll have another fine day tomorrow."

After dinner when Rowena said she must leave to ensure she got a good sleep, Susan said she'd be off too and Alfie yawned and said he should go.

There were kisses all around although Alfie and Roger shook hands, Roger thanking Alfie again for a top choice wine. Mia kissed Alfie and said she was terribly embarrassed by her unacceptable comment and Alfie kissed her again and said who didn't goof and who knows if it would turn out to be an omen.

The girls left in their cars and the parents said good night and returned inside.

"What a circus," Delta giggled, standing slightly away from Alfie.

"The truth is I really enjoyed myself. Great cooking, great atmosphere and great hospitality I thought."

"I'm sorry mom was so embarrassing shooting her mouth off like that."

Alfie laughed and said, "That was something to remember. No harm done."

They stood awkwardly.

Alfie said do you want an early night or do you wish to come to my apartment?"

Delta said, all too hastily, "An early night."

"What is wrong Delta?"

"Alfie I'm sorry but I'm not sure I wish to have sex with you."

"I see. Is it something I have done?"

"No of course not. You behavior has been very acceptable."

"Then what?"

"I have had some feedback. I've been told you are either a womanizer or a serial seducer."

Alfie said thoughtfully, "They sound one of the same to me."

Delta sniffed. "That may well be so. I wouldn't know."

Alfie said she was shivering and ought to go inside. "Tell you what Delta. You call me once your mind is clear about your problem. Still call if you want nothing more to do with me because I need to know."

"What, so you can get another woman if I call quits."

"Yes Delta. It's what guys do."

"Oh god," she said running off.

"Goodnight Delta."

There was no answer, no reaction. 

The front door slammed.

Alfie drove off and down the street saw a parked car with the rear light on. "God, it looks like Susan's car... the bitch probably thought her sister looked in a no-go mood so is waiting to ambush me."

Alfie swung a left and looked in the rear mirror.

Nothing.

A few seconds later he saw a car come round the corner on the wrong side at speed.

"Shit, the bitch is hungry for it." 

He flattened the pedal and the Mercedes burnt rubber and leapt ahead. Alfie checked in the mirror and saw the following headlights receding.

Initially Alfie thought Delta needed to be spanked and then fucked hard to accept that's what she wanted.

But as he climbed into bed he thought what a typical male response. He switched off the light and stared at the faintly visible ceiling. He tried to think how she saw it and nodded in agreement. She's come off one unhappy coupling and had decided she had no wish to have a quick bang and that was the end of her association with Alfie. Yeah he could understand that. God if word got out she could be dubbed a loser in romance, er everything-goes-dates and guys looking for longer relationships would live her a miss.

He thought collectively the family was somewhat wacky but what was wrong with that? His family was dysfunctional. The exception was good old Roger, as solid as a rock. Perhaps Roger would dump him now that Alfie was responsible for his daughter's unhappiness? Christ, thought Alfie, he'd be better off having an affair with Mia; her tongue was hanging out for it. Oh yeah. Go to sleep Alfie, you jerk. He said. Was life meant to be this complicated?

* * *

Delta returned inside terribly unhappy, only to find her father fucking her mother over the dining table amid the dishes. Oh god, what animals.

She showered without thinking. She didn't need a shower. She thought about standing with Alfie outside and what she'd said. What a stupid fool. She should have said he could have sex with her but he'd be on probation. If his intensity was too much for her or she heard about Alfie being involved with other woman while he was dating her, it would be over between them, kaput! Yes that's how she should have set out to manage it.

In bed Delta realized in horror she had turned down being fucked when half the woman on the planet were desperate to be fucked. She had no idea where that 50% figure had come from.

She cried herself to sleep.

Delta felt desperately unhappy for the next three days. 

On Friday Alfie called her. Wasn't the agreement for her to call if she was that bothered?

"Hi," she said, tingling."

"Great to hear your voice again. I'm going to San Francisco for the weekend and invite you to accompany me. I attend a workshop on leadership training than runs from 8:00 to 3:00 Saturday so you could go shopping during that time. The remainder of that time we mix looking around with non-stop fucking or go without. We leave there on a 6.55 pm Sunday."

"Practically non-top fucking?"

"Oh I thought you would have focused on the shopping?"

She laughed, the first time in three days.

"You are a dangerous man Alfie Dunlop"

Ohmigod, she was jesting. She was going, wasn't she?

He asked, "Is that you with your humor back?"

"Yes Alfie. What time does the flight leave?"

He said 7:30 Friday. "I've booked everything in anticipation but it's up to you. No pressure."

Oh yeah. Did he even know what pressure was"

"Okay I feel like sex; I'll accompany you."

He snorted, "If you are thinking of only going for the sex I'd be disappointed. I'd like to hit 'Frisco with you."

"Really?"

"I've only be there once before but with three other college guys so we mainly visited bars. What about you?"

"I've never been there. Um, it sounds very exciting and is a lovely invitation."

There were both running a little late when Alfie picked up Delta. They kissed briefly and were off chatting like friends but without real intimacy. Delta figured they were both being very careful. Well she was for sure. They were being processed just in time for the last call. Delta was amazed that Alfie had two big bags as she did. They were both in excess of allowable weight.

"I'm afraid I'll have to charge $110 excess," said the ticketing lady.

Delta then realized she was witnessing classic Alfie Dunlop.

He positively leered at the 40ish woman and said, "Darling my understanding is applying the excess fee has a discretionary element to it. Charge us that amount and my friend here will have to go without her foot massage. Are you sure you'd like to be responsible for that denial? Think carefully ma'am."

"Oh off you two go and have a lovely weekend away."

Delta smiled and thanked the woman and thought they both would be weak at the knees from that overwhelming presentation, the look, the body language and the verbal seduction. God what an awful man!

At the hotel where the seminar was being held Alfie went off to find some guys to team up with and returned and suggested Delta go down and look for people with name tags in the bar of the main restaurant, a Carole Winter and Shelley Cummings. Both were wearing greenish cocktail dresses.

"We are dining with them and their husbands. The Cummings come from San Diego and the Winters from Portland, Oregon."

"I'll wait for you."

"They are expecting you to go down now."

"Is the bar crowded?"

"Fairly but don't worry; they'll recognize you. You told me your dinner dress was bright red so I told them to look out for you dressed in bright red and looking very beautiful with hair piled high."

"How did you know I'd be wearing my hair high? You have never seen me like that?"

"I just thought it seemed a high hair night for you because you'd be reluctant for me to see you letting your hair down."




Amorous Alfie, Serial Seducer



"That's ridiculous bullshit."

"Agreed," said Alfie. "When I make wild prediction like that people scarcely notice when I'm wrong but are amazed when I'm right. I guess I'm at least 25% bullshit."

Delta giggled and said okay she would go down and left without kissing him, just giving him a little wave. God she was so uptight.

The two women, one in a dress color that could pass for green and the other in a dark blue dress came forward and introduced themselves as Shelley and Carole.

"Alfie said you'd be the most stunning woman we'd seen for a long time and he's quite right," Carole smiled. Both women were youngish and very attractive.\

"There's nothing about Alfie that isn't connected to exaggeration," Delta said and the other two women laughed and Shelley asked what was Delta drinking and ordered,

Delta was with Carole and Shelley and their older husbands when the group's conversation died. Delta turned to see what they were looking at and there was Alfie just inside the door looking for Delta, hand in a jacket side pocket with the thumb hanging down outside the pocket. He was dressed in a white suit, white shirt, orange tie and orange shoes. Yes orange shoes.

"Oh god I'm committing adultery tonight," Carole the lively one whispered to Delta, not realizing the guy was Delta's Alfie.

They watched Alfie walk to them, Carole turning paler.

"Good evening ladies," Alfie said with a dazzling smile, tucking Delta's arm under his. "How are we for drinks?"

Without waiting for replies he raised his free arm and a bar lady called, "Champagne cocktails again for everyone and what for you sir?"

"A Tom Collins please."

With relief the other guys, Jack and Morgan, changed to Tom Collins. 

Some ninety minutes later the group went to dinner to complete a wonderful night socially.

Delta and Alfie returned to their suite.

"I'll sleep on the sofa if you wish."

"No, with me. I want to have sex with you Alfie. How are these for tits?" Delta asked, rather drunkenly, dropping her dress with built-in bra.

"Magnificent," Alfie said. "Um Delta, we both have had rather a lot to drink. Let's wait until the morning for sex and hope we are not evacuated for fire drill at dawn."

"Let's go to bed and discuss the proposition," she gurgled. I'll pee and you do your teeth and then we switch."

"Oh very practical, I like it," Alfie said expansively.

Delta wandered off after peeing and when he went out into the lounge Alfie found Delta asleep on the sofa. He undressed her completely and carried her to the bed, kissed her lips and then her pussy and rolled away into sleep.

Alfie awoke in the morning, the room bathed in sunlight, to find Delta with her head resting on a raised arm smiling at him.

"Let's not rush it," she said. "It's only just after 6:00. I have phoned for a light breakfast. It will be here in a few minutes."

He said okay and studied the ceiling until Delta said softly thirty seconds later, "Have you got an erection?"

"Yeah."

"May I stroke it?"

Alfie suddenly had focus. "Yeah of course. I'd very much like that to happen."

She giggled and he threw off the covers.

Delta inspected him. "Thank god, I thought you'd be over-sized."

"It's big enough. Women know it's how it's used that counts."

Delta bent down. Alfie closed his eyes waiting for feel her fist close round him. His eyes shot open in surprise when instead of a fist wet and soft lips closed around the head of his dick and then came her fist as she worked that as well.

They heard a knock.

"Oh fuck," Delta groaned, rolling away, an arm over her eyes. "There are robes behind the bathroom door."

"Coming!" Alfie shouted and he smiled when hearing giggles from Delta.

They sat in bed and ate a mix of raw fruit and then Delta buttered two half pieces of toast and coated them with marmalade, passing one to Alfie and said they could finish the rest of the toast and have coffee after."

"So you really want to fuck?"

"Yes," she said. "And I don't mind you using that word. Do you like my breasts drooping like this when I'm in this position?"

"Yeah, any position is good for me."

Delta got out of bed to remove the tray and jumped back on to the bed and said brightly, "Let's have a sixty-nine."

Quickly she straddled Alfie giving him no time to object, had he an objection or wished to suggest an alternative.

They then fucked.

Beautifully.

"Ohmigod, that was out of this world," Delta said, dripping her way to the bathroom.

"It takes two working at it to achieve that result," Alfie said. "You were marvelous."

She came back to bed and said it was 7:25. "Get ready to go to your seminar but don't be surprised if I'm asleep when you are ready to leave; I'm whacked."

CHAPTER 4

During boring periods throughout the presentations, Alfie thought now that he'd fucked Delta he could move on to her cousin Janelle. It appeared clear to him that sweet Janelle could be fucked without complications whereas most things surrounding Delta seemed to be complicated... well at least some times and nor was she easy as a person. Janelle just seemed to love to have him around her and didn't care if he didn't talk much. Actually he tended to only talk to anyone if he had something worth saying. God he was selfish and anti-social, Alfie grinned.

Throughout the day he thought of Janelle's cunt. She'd gratefully place it in any position he wanted because she was keen to have his tongue, fingers or dick in it. God to think she still had several years to go before she reached that age of thirty to forty when women were at their ripest for fucking. Janelle, Janelle he gloated and was shocked when Morgan Winter sitting on his left whispered, "Who's Janelle?"

Thinking fast Alfie said, "A bitch of a tutor I had at university. I had been trying to think of her name because she taught us some of this stuff we are hearing hear today."

"I thought your mind would be on Delta," Morgan leered.

The guys stayed just for one drink after the seminar would up. They then returned to their rooms.

Delta came bouncing at Alfie as soon as he entered the suite. Her hair bounced and her tits bounced. She was dressed only in a black lace cami and Alfie caught a flash of bare pussy.

He licked his lips and wondered what this was about.

She looked at him under lowered eyes and said, "We have three hours before we go out with the others. I'd like to be fucked. I've been thinking about it all day.

Alfie licked his top lip and this time Delta saw that.

"Don't waste time licking your lip. Spend that time and energy on me."

"Um yes Delta. God you are beautiful. I love your new cami."

"I want you to always fuck me when ever you find me wearing just this. Oh anytime when we are in bed as well. You are the first guy I've ever felt was fucking me for my benefit rather than just to get him off."

"Don't you mean our mutual benefit?"

"If you want me to say that okay, for our mutual benefit. Oh he want you to love my c-c...."

"Come on Delta, you're a big girl. Say it."

"C-cunt."

She smiled, holding under her tits to emphasize them for him. "I won't mind if you wish to try me up the butt."

God, what was happening here, Alfie thought, his dick so hard up against his trousers it was painful.

"Unzip me," he said hoarsely and heard Delta say in a sluttish voice, "I never thought you'd ask."

Alfie dropped his brief case and his conference bag of papers and the next thing he saw was the top of Delta's head as she'd dropped to her knees and was soon licking his shaft, holding the dick by its pulsating head.

Alfie groaned. Gosh she was good.

When he felt not far off the boil Alfie pulled away and pulled Delta up and carried her to the sofa. She leaned over the well-padded back of it without being asked and groaned as Alfie fed into her pussy after pulling her thighs further apart. He pushed right in firmly and she said something he never through any woman would say, "This is better than shopping."

Holy fuck; was this Delta? She swayed back at him with good timing and when he got a hand over a boob she slammed her hand over his and yelled. "Squeeze... harder."

Alfie marveled. Right now he'd be struggling to think of anyone who'd been with him who would rate higher. He was thinking he'd come soon when she turned and gasped, "What to try my butt now?"

He grunted yeah, feeling his excitement grow and felt her lean to the left and produce a tube of lube. This babe really meant business.

They sweated and worked hard to get it all in, taking about twenty minutes. She'd huffed and puffed and called for rests but never once complained or groaned in pain. 

The slow progress and her tightness and her asking was she doing what he wanted told him perhaps she'd only had a toy in this channel, never a dick. Well it wasn't something you could ask a lady, was it?

They worked up into a rhythm and she became quite noisy but still wasn't complaining or giving instructions. He pulled right out a couple of times, looked down and saw the stretched opening and almost shot his load. He closed his eyes and thought about being hit over the head by a baseball bat and that pushed back the urgency to ejaculate.

Alfie told her to hit her clit and Miss Innocent asked, "You don't mind if I do that?"

"Hit it hard," he growled.

She attacked it in a frenzy and convulsed into orgasms and seconds later after Alfie reached and pulled both her hipbones closer together he groaned into a massive ejaculation.

Alfie yawned. "After a rest and cuddle I'll run you a bath."

"That was much better than I expected," she said. "That's the first time I've had anal sex. I do use butt plugs sometimes when I'm in bed and feel like adding interest when I'm playing with myself."

Alfie liked Delta being so open and candid, er in the bedroom. He decided he liked her a lot and although Alfie Dunlop tended not to stick around a woman too long he had the feeling he found Delta was beginning to appear very compatible. It was a pity she wouldn't feel the same way.

Delta's phone went.

She said, "It's Shelley. She's just found she can secure six expensive cancelled seats to the ballet tonight and says their guys will go if you go. What do you say?"

"Ballet? I'm thrilled. I love the ballet and theater but not opera. Say yes please. I'll pay for all the tickets."

Delta looked at him and gurgled, "Ohmigod, I have landed not only a guy who has sex with me like a dream but he has cultural tastes as well. I've found my man."

THE END