3 comments/ 26487 views/ 7 favorites The Desirable Mrs Hawke By: Egmont Grigor CHAPTER 1 Sue Chung, face lined with fatigue, shook her companion awake and growled angrily, "You pig." Eyes fluttering, a pain stabbing behind them, Jimmy Crowley's brain brought him into real-time to establish where he was and with whom. Ah the drunken slut and they were on the deck of the wrecked fishing boat to fish off it when the tide covered the reef. They'd gone out to the reef the previous day when the pretty travel agent's rubber inflatable had blown away in a gust of wind when her knot tying it to be hulk had slipped undone, marooning them. "Pig?" "Yes and don't flash those baby blue eyes at me so innocently. You had sex with me during the night without my permission." "I regarded any request for permission as unnecessary: you were pushing me in." "Well what about the mess on me. You ejaculated on to my stomach and left it to dry." Jimmy scratched his balls and ran his tongue over his dry lips. "Well, we weren't on a bed with towels handy, we were?" Sue sighed. "I concede that." "I withdrew, not knowing if you were protected. Sue sighed. Jimmy, now wider awake, looked around and saw the change of tide and change in wind direction overnight had returned the inflatable and it was now left hanging off the far end of the reef by the receding tide. He smiled, "Now we have that sorted do you want another one?" Sue climbed on to her hands and knees and complained, "Well come on, I haven't all day." Fortunately for Jimmy she was facing away from the inflatable. He grinned, wet his lips and moved in saying, "It's my pleasure to service you ma'am." Later Sue found a pool on the reef in which to clean herself – the sea was shark-infested – and Jimmy, energy depleted, clambered over the reef to retrieve the dinghy. Jimmy slept the day away in his hotel room. Sue called to say her husband had returned home but she could still take him to the airport for his flight to Sydney. When passengers were called for boarding, Sue wouldn't be kissed, bawling and her husband looking at Jimmy frowning, and that changed to deep suspicion when Sue shrieked, "I love you Jimmy" and she shrieked again as her husband whacked her. Jimmy sighed and boarded, concluding that spending sunny days in peace and harmony on the idyllic island in the South Pacific had been rather over-stated in the travel brochure. Everything had been unsatisfactory or gone wrong for him and he was returning to a similar mess. * * * The usual lively eyes of Jimmy Crowley were dulled when two days later he appeared before the senior partners of the law firm to be disciplined. The only partner absent was Jimmy's father Charles, the managing partner. Convener Mary Calder said icily, "You have brought out firm into disrepute, not only losing the case against the director of operations of one of our largest fee-paying clients but being found by him in bed with his wife less than twenty-four hours later was incomprehensible and disgraceful. "Mary, there was nothing incomprehensible about it; she's a real babe." "Shut you mouth Jimmy," she snapped. "That is an insolent and uncalled for response. The purpose of this meeting is to hear your explanation and appeal to retain your position and to show contriteness." "Is that so? Perhaps my resignation is the best way out," Jimmy said, milking the situation. He concealed his smile when he saw Mary the old bag lick her lips. So the partners had already decided that. "Well I suppose that would bring closure." "I'll go for a severance payment of $50,000 plus all other entitlements." Mary's tongue almost reached her overly prominent nose. "Well, that could be a consideration. Please leave the room while we discuss that." "No, I'm comfortable here. You guys leave if you don't wish me to hear the squabble." The five other partners followed Mary out. The Minutes Secretary came over and poured blond and now very tanned Jimmy coffee, snapping her legs shut when he went to touch her. "Stop it Jimmy, you know I'm Mary's girlfriend." "Oh yeah, what a criminal waste Jennifer." Jennifer hesitated and then came in closer and stood with her legs apart but just then the solemn-looking group of partners filed back in with Jennifer having leaped back two feet like a gazelle. Fortunately for her Mary came in last and seeing the coffee pot in her lover's hand said, "Yes, I'll have more coffee Jennifer." The meeting reconvened. Mary announced Jimmy's demand for a $50,000 payout had been accepted providing Jimmy now called Mr Duke and apologized, saying Jimmy's indiscretion had cost him his job with Chas. Crowley & Partners, Attorneys at Law, and then he'd vacate his office and in building within ten minutes of completing that call. "Hi Mr Duke, it's Jimmy Crowley." "Why the fuck would I talk to you," Phil Duke said, on speakerphone, his voice venom-filled. "No, don't hang up. I wish to apologize and to advise I've been fired." "Fired? Oh you bastard, you've made my day. I'll never forgive Megan for giving herself to a creep like you." "Oh don't blame Megan Mr Duke. Her problem is she was not getting enough. She needs sex two or three times a day. Your second wife is a powerhouse woman Mr Duke." "You don't say. Well Megan told me you were next to useless." "Oh what a disappointment for Megan," Jimmy grinned. "Goodbye." "Two or three times a day?" Mary said weakly and the one other female and four male associates looked rather troubled. "Well, give me the letter confirming our agreement Mary and I'll be off. You guys will regret missing the lift I gave this firm." "So your father says," Mary said flatly. "I'll have Jennifer prepare the letter for signing while you clean out your desk. Please take nothing belonging to the firm." * * * Twenty-four hours later, tired of listening to his distraught mother saying her son had ruined his brilliant career, Jimmy rang the front door bell of the small mansion on Brighton's Hill. A tall, pale but beautiful brunette he knew was thirty-seven answered the door. "Oh hi Jimmy." "Hi Mrs Hawke. This is just a courtesy call to check out that post-divorce is treating you well and the good life has returned." Farrah turned her troubled grey eyes on Jimmy. "It's been a fucking disaster. Come in and have a drink." Jimmy took the Martini and said smoothly, "God you have a great body Mrs Hawke." She looked at him startled and said, "Well I suppose as I'm an ex-client you can talk to me like that." "Thanks Farrah." "And call me Farrah." He grinned. "Your ex husband called you useless around the home but I'll say this Farrah: You look great around the home and this Martini tastes perfect." "Oh Jimmy. You have no idea how appealing it is to have someone other than my parents say lovely things to me. Most of my friends have gone." "Where?" "They've dumped me." "Well they can't have been your friends." Farrah dabbed at her eyes. "You have no idea what it's been like Jimmy." "Perhaps I do." "Do you?" "Yes, practically no one calling, you feel confined to the house. You social life and sex have been non-existent." "Well yes but ought you be talking to me about sex?" "Who knows Farrah? How do you feel about me talking to you about sex?" "I-I... well to be perfectly honest I feel very good about it. It's really lovely to be talking to you." Jimmy knew women were easy prey when they felt vulnerable, only he didn't regard the very desirable Mrs Hawke as prey. She had oodles of money and was adrift so would be open to regaining some real substance to her life and over the last couple of days he'd thought through the women he knew who were available and guess who came out top of the list. "Well this is just a fleeting visit. I really shouldn't be here because I'm in disgrace." "Oh really?" Farrah said, leaning forward very interested, her smallish breasts barely noticeable against her printed silk top. "Yes. The partners of my law firm have fired me after finding out from the enraged Carlos Duke that I'd had sex with his wife." "You allowed Carlos to find out?" Jimmy had to smile. Farrah wasn't censoring him. "Um, my mother thinks I'm disgusting and a disgrace to the family and my upset father has a burning desire to slam dunk me." "But Jimmy, that's unreasonable. Adultery happens. I should know." "Well thank you for being so sympathetic. You are the first. The few people who know have treated me contemptuously." "Well they are prudish and some are probably hiding their own guilt. Whether or not we like the thought Jimmy, sex thrives." Jimmy pulled the trigger. "I-I feel so ashamed." "Oh no, my poor boy," Farrah cooed, almost launching herself at him. "You are just one of those capable guys fortunate ladies like. You are so naturally sexy. Although you never spoken about sex with me till just now, when you represented me when I was being divorced I was aware of your eyes raking me and knew what that meant although your face remained passive." "Oh no, I'm so sorry. How disgusting of me." "Shut up Jimmy. It was therapeutic for me to know at least one male appeared interested. I'm really impressed you had it off with Megan Duke... Megan is widely known as the Number One most desirable women in the city." "Megan Number One – what about you Farrah?" Farrah appeared to stop breathing after saying, "What do you mean?" "Oh come one Farrah, you know other women know you have a face and figure to die for. I'd have to fuck you before I could rate you alongside Megan otherwise it would not be fair." "Jimmy!" "What?" "It doesn't matter." Jimmy told Farrah she looked a little down. You need to do something exciting." "Like what? Since my divorce I only leave the house to shop and to conduct essential business." "Do you still have your house in Hawaii?" "Yes." "Well call airlines direct now and ask for two tickets on tonight's flight to Hawaii with me as your guest." "Are you serious?" "Yes." "Well I don't know." Jimmy said firmly, "You wanted to do something exciting Farrah. This is it. Book now and then I'll call back in a cab in half an hour. We can eat and talk at the airport." Farrah jumped up. "Very well," she said, sounding anything but convinced. "That is exciting and I think I'm for it." She returned smiling. "I have booked two tickets business class on the flight leaving just before 8:00 this evening. Give me an hour to pack and get ready." "Excellent. Give me a kiss." The kiss was long and very gentle. "God," she said. "That was great. Off you go." * * * Jimmy's father thought it was a good idea for his son to go to Hawaii. "You will be out of sight here, lessening your disgrace." His mother began crying and said she didn't want Jimmy to go. "I want you here to face up to family and friends." "No you silly cow," growled his father. "I want him out of here." "Charles, don't you dare speak to me like that! How could you? Now give our boy money so he can enjoy himself. Give him ten thousand dollars." "Give him what?" "You heard. Transfer ten thousand dollars into his bank account otherwise your home life will be a misery for you." "Give me your bank account number son. Um, you could stay home?" Jimmy, grinned and went off to get the bank account number and gave that to grumpy. He then packed two carry bags and had coffee with his parents before heading off. * * * Farrah packed five carry bags, at one stage singing, 'Dee Dee, Fiddley Dee, Jimmy Crowley Will Fuck Me'. She was so happy although she knew he was also out to get his hands on some of her money. Well she'd think about being generous, certain he wouldn't be an unscrupulous gold-digger. She looked for her anti-contraceptive device aware she was nearing the limit of normal child-bearing age, but definitely not past it. When Jimmy arrived she hugged him tears mixed with smiles and he said he understood she felt like a woman just rescued from drowning with new hope and a new life ahead of her. At that moment Farrah would have given Jimmy anything he'd asked for however outrageous. She told him she couldn't find her anti-contraceptive device. "You probably were enraged when learning your ex was seeking a divorce and tossed it out, declaring you'd never have sex with a man again." "No, I wouldn't be like that," Farrah laughed and then lost the laugh. "Oh god, I was in a real paddy. I remember tossing it into the trash can and saying exactly what you just said. Oh how could I?" "Well you can switch to the pill." "But I don't want my breast growing large." Jimmy bit back a selfish retort. Instead he said they should just leave it and accept any consequences. "Any consequences." "Yeah, like twins." Farrah looked at him strangely and said, "So that's it; I'm too old for you. You want a woman who can have babies?" "Now, now lovely lady. Who said anything about children until just now? In fact who every thought about children? I have other things to think about." "I haven't, at least not for some years. Kiss me Jimmy. I'm sorry I shot my mouth off. I'll buy pills at the airport." "No don't. If there's a miracle and you become pregnant I'll stand by you." "Promise?" "Absolutely. Anyway, my sperm are probably duds because my underpants are too tight." They laughed and kissed again. At the airport they ate lightly, knowing they'd have dinner on the aircraft. Jimmy raised his wine glass and said, "Here's to magnificent times together." Farrah responded and asked how long did he wish that to be? "You may not like the reply." "Go on." "Providing we are compatible, I'd like it to be for a very long time." She smiled with a flicker of uncertainty. "It could be difficult accepting I'm seven years your senior." "Oh I can accept that. Older women apparently fuck better." Farrah blushed. Warming her with a big grin Jimmy said, "There's a couple of things I should say. The first is you have been through a rough time. I'll not look for sex from you until you pull my hand on to a breast and say, 'Fuck me Jimmy'. The second thing is you might become interested in going into business with me. I propose setting up a small law practice and you could run the administration if that appeals. I recall your degree was in business administration and that is unbelievably convenient. You might consider advancing me the capital to establish and you'd gradually be repaid out of profits because I intend specializing in industrial law and charge substantial fees." "I could be interested. A loan you say?" "Yes or a stake or part loan/part stake. I'd require you to use an independent lawyer to vet the agreement, to even draft it if that's your wish." "And that's why you came visiting today?" "Actually I hadn't thought about it until returning home to pack. The reason why I came was I was feeling sensitive, being in big trouble myself and mom had told me your mother said you were still a bit down. I thought I'd call to cheer you up and perhaps arrange a date and because I'm not with anyone at the moment there was a chance our renewal of contact might lead to sex." "Ah, predatory?" "Yes. Do you blame me?" Farrah laughed and sat back very relaxed. They arrived in Honolulu next morning at 9:30 local time and took a limo to the southeastern windward coast with its lush green valleys where Farrah owned a house alongside the Hawaii Kai Golf Course in a gated community, only a short walk to Sandy Beach. The wife of the married couple who looked after the property greeted them and Jimmy noted she and Farrah hugged affectionately. Farrah introduced him to the older woman, a native Hawaiian, as Leilani who called him Mr Crowley. "No, please call me Jimmy." "Very well Jimmy. My husband helps to look after this property. Sam will be available to play golf and go fishing with you until you make your own friends if that's your wish." "Thanks Leilani. I'd like that and playing golf very early to avoid the heat." "Yes of course." She stepped back and whispered something to Farrah and they both laughed, turning to look at Jimmy. Leilani left and Farrah showed him around, Jimmy eyeing the enclosed swimming pool. The house was a very modern and simple detached dwelling with two bedrooms and Farrah said he could choose where to sleep. "I'd like to sleep with you." "Oooh, I'd like that. I prefer sleeping on the left side of the bed." "That's fine. I'll eager to fit in." "I bet," Farrah said. "Leilani whispered that you seem a much better choice of guy than my ex husband. She never liked him but she has taken immediately to you. I'm very pleased about that. Go and have a swim while I unpack. The tradition is when we are alone we swim nude." Jimmy kidded himself he must have swum a hundred lengths before he spotted Farrah watching him. "You have a lovely style." "Thanks," he grinned, standing and his gaze raked her nude body. "I-I'm sorry. I have small breasts." "Don't be sorry; imagine lugging around heavy hangers in this heat?" She laughed and dropped a hand down alongside her thigh. "You shave." "Yes, unlike blondes brunettes have much to shave." "Don't kid yourself. I have carnally known a few unshaven blondes." She giggled and he grinned, both of them still feeling a little less than comfortable. "Your pussy looks great. Spread for me." "Jimmy!" "What?" She blushed and spreading her legs used both hands to part her butterfly, complaining never in her life had she been asked to do that. "Stop complaining. It's a little beauty." "Well from what I can see from here I think you'll be too big for me." "You call this big," his said, lifting his semi-erection closer to the surface. "You ex must have sported a pee-wee." "As did the guy I sported with and plunged into that affair that his fucking wife made public and ruined my marriage." "Well forget about that. This time you'll have a good-size cock to work on. Jump out to me." "No, my hair." "To hell with your hair." "Oh Jimmy. I spend hours... oh what the hell. Catch me." She jumped at him hard, lightly winding both of them. He'd staggered back and overbalancing and pulled her under. "You fucking beast," Farrah said as they surfaced, both gasping. She hammered her fists against his chest and he laughed and told her not to be a bad-tempered bitch. "I thought you'd hold me high so my hair would only get splashed a little." Instead of answering he kissed her with growing passion. She groaned and pulled his hand on to a tit and sank down on him so his erection as now against her pubic bone. "Go on," she whispered hoarsely. "No, wait till we get out. Let's mess around a bit." She nodded, he pushed a finger into her slit and she smashed her mouth against his and rammed her tongue into his mouth. But Jimmy slowed her down, frustrating Farrah no end. She broke away and cried, "Come on, get out of the pool; I want it." Jimmy knew this was it. He'd wanted to get her almost screaming for it as in his experience the first fuck with a new woman was often the very best. They tended to give it their all when panting for it. Farrah lived up to his expectations. They staggered inside, dripping pool water and remained in a clinch, both moaning and groaning. She toppled on her back on to the sofa and expertly pulled his head down to her crotch without pulling out handfuls of hair, and groaned deliriously as his tongue slithered over her slit, circled her clit and returned to her slit that by then she'd spread open and his tongue went into her juicing pussy. After a while Farrah sighed and said, "Fingers'. He obliged, slipping one in under his probing tongue, turned that hand around and slipped in another finger and began finger-fucking her with increasing rhythm, feeling Farrah press a hand against his cheek to reach in to begin tapping her fingers around her clit. With the pussy lips now really swollen Jimmy lifted and went after her nipples, Farrah playing with his hair, her head swinging from side to side. The Desirable Mrs Hawke "That's lovely, incredibly lovely," she gasped. He replied her tits were blessed with regular-sized nipples and Farrah, hitting her clit hard heaved and sighed heavily. "Have you come?" She gasped yes and as Jimmy went to kiss her she seized his head and tongue-fucked his mouth vigorously until he was forced to pull away, his cock was almost killing him with suppressed need to release come. Farrah seemed to sense that so called lustily, "Fuck me darling; fuck me hard." There was no hesitation. Jimmy did what was expected of him and had a great time, enjoying himself to the hilt, later leaving the poor woman totally fucked for a few minutes after making her come three times and then yelled as he came in a torrent of four big heaves of his body, shaking her to her core. Panting, not far from exhaustion, Farrah had difficulty believing it. It had been her first fuck for a very long time and she'd have to rate it as one of her best ever. Jimmy had brought her entire body alive, setting nerve endings alight. He was such a good boy. Leading him by the hand she staggered to the bedroom used the bathroom and he kissed her as she came out. "That was a beautiful fuck Farrah. Really quite something and I'm glad I appear to have put your concerns to rest about me being disappointed at the size of your small breasts. Your nipples are absolutely great and as I indicated in this constant hot weather you'll be blessed going braless in this heat." Farrah knew she'd be asleep by the time he came from the bathroom but it didn't matter. He didn't look in good shape to continue without resting. Farrah awoke in the morning to feel her pussy being licked. She drifted half in and half out of sleep until he made her come. He was such a good boy. She then was kissed and he said he was going for a swim. She fell asleep aware that the unremitting blues following being caught committing adultery were now slipping into faded memories. After coffee they walked to Sandy's (Sandy Beach) and a few people were sitting around as if waiting for something to happen. "This is perhaps the top body surfing beach on the island and when the trade winds push in hard the beach is crowded and the surfing is spectacular because it occurs so close to the shore." "But there are no shops." "This is Hawaii," she smiled. "I have a small car in the garage so we can drive to local restaurants and Honolulu is only fifteen slow miles away if you yearn for international-style cuisine and night clubs and shopping." "I didn't come here as a tourist," Jimmy said. Farrah asked softly, "Then what did you come here Jimmy?" He looked into her smouldering eyes and practically wheezed, "Steady on Farrah, not here in public." They found Leilani had been and gone during their absence, cleaning the house, washed sheets were out drying and under covers on the kitchen bench were fresh rolls and bagels and in the fridge fresh-squeezed juice, bacon, milk and spread. They ate by the pool, wearing just shorts because Farrah said neighbours would probably call. She hung a shirt on her reclining chair. "Tell me about yourself Jimmy." "In a capsule, born and raised in Sydney, principal sports swimming, surfing and biking. Held my place in the top stream throughout school, meeting my mother's pride and the demands of my domineering father, a lawyer. At fifteen I began to stand up to him and copped a few hidings because of that for a couple of years but swimming was developing my body build and one afternoon, over a scrap about me not cleaning the pool that morning, I told him to get fucked, I'd do it in the morning well before their poncy luncheon. He blasted a full punch into my left shoulder so I hit him back, knocking him out for a few minutes. Mom came running, screamed I'd killed him. I said he was okay, just throw a bucket of water over him. She did that, she bullied him into my bedroom and made us shake hands and we never abused one another after that although my recent behaviour devastated him. He could have attended that discipline meeting and saved my skin." "The bastard." "Perhaps not. It would have brought him into deep conflict with his partners and would I have learned humility had he saved me? I think not. I was hugely pissed off at the time but was thinking on the plane that perhaps for the first time he's acted more like a father to me, knowing I had to learn my lesson the hard way. I could be wrong, but that's what I think." "Well I agree, but why don't you ask him?" "He'll tell me when he's ready or perhaps he won't." "Then I ask your mother. Women talk about things like that." "Oh, so you've decided to stick around me?" Blushing hugely Farrah snorted, "Back off will you. One doesn't make judgement about compatibility in two days." "Oh yeah?" "Yeah," Farrah said, looking away and not sounding terribly convincing. They had four lots of visitors that day, all entertained by the pool and one of those couples invited them to dinner that night and more couples Farrah knew were there. They returned home drunk and were awakened at 9:00 next morning by Leilani bringing them coffee and giggling complained the bedroom smelt like a brothel. Farrah sank under the sheet while Jimmy looked at the housekeeper calmly and said, "How long did you work in a brothel Leilani? She fled the room shrieking in laughter and then yelled to come out for breakfast in ten minutes. Her jovial husband Sam called and took Jimmy out for nine holes of golf. After a light lunch Farrah and her guest lay on the bed with the ceiling fan going and slept. Jimmy awoke to find an aroused nipple over his mouth so dutifully licked and sucked until their kissing heated them up and Farrah wormed down to lift his erection and licked it all over. Jimmy pulled her into a sixty-nine and it was all on. They fucked doggie and slapping against the attractive taut ass rather aroused Jimmy and then when Farrah began groaning, nearing her climax her hand snake over her hip and Jimmy viewed the erotic sight of her finger sliding in and out of her anus. Tremendous pressure built up and he yelled into a thundering climax, pinning Farrah against the bed-head as she convulsed into her finish. Dizzy, body feeling temporarily drained of energy and yawning, Jimmy knew that had been his biggest ejaculation ever. "God, what a mighty bout that was," Farrah said dreamily. "I'd call that Super Fuck." They dozed and later when she lay in his arms, Jimmy stroking Farrah's hair, he asked her about her background. She'd been conceived in Los Angeles where her father was a West Coast executive for an international shipping conglomerate but they returned to Melbourne for the birth and stayed on until shifting to Sydney seven years ago. She'd attended expensive private schools to receive the best in education but claimed not much of that had rubbed off. Her father urged her to take a business or finance degree because he claimed future prospects looked the best in those vocations. He mother, however, wanted her to further her music studies and become a concert pianist. Farrah chose the pragmatic option. She gained business experience and was head-hunted by a subsidiary company of Hawke Industries Corporation and within three years became chief executive and at a group training course sat beside the heir-apparent of the Hawke family and Philip Hawke became smitten. "Philip, although a nice guy, lost interest in me over time, and I strayed. Your father was my mother's lawyer, I wanted a younger lawyer who I believed would fight harder for me and from the line-up of younger lawyers I picked you and you know the rest, winning me a divorce settlement to the tune of $8.56 million that included this property and where I remain living. You know, over those weeks and weeks of dealing with you, you never once asked about my background." "My focus was totally on winning you big bucks. My interest in your background went only back to the time and how you and Philip met." "How callous of you." "It's called keeping your eye on the ball but that wouldn't really interest women." "Okay then Mr Hard Guy. So you are into me for my money?" "Yes, but only from the time when going home from your place to pack to come here. It doesn't matter if you don't believe me and it doesn't matter is you don't back me financially. Despite this current ugly slump in international economics, banks will be willing to loan to professional enterprises with a solid business plan. They know employers are dumping people by the truckload. Personal grievance claims on unfair redundancies, illegal withholding of entitlements will soar." Farrah said calmly, "And if I don't back you financially will you dump me?" Jimmy appeared rather shocked and he let go of her and stood up. "How could you think that? God Farrah, if you are not made for me there won't be a woman who is. You are beautiful in nature as well as in looks, you love fucking and you talk to me as if you've known me all my life and our general tastes are not dissimilar and yet your individuality shines through. I recognized you as a battler as soon as you appointed to handle your divorce settlement and I quote, 'To gut that jerk financially for divorcing me'. Any deficiency in our partnership is likely to emanate from me. I'm the flawed one." "Oh darling." Farrah said but made no move reach for him. "What a lovely little speech and it must be so difficult for you to appear humble." "Mock if you must. I can take it." "I'm not meaning to mock Jimmy. For the first time you have allowed me to glimpse what might be the real Jimmy, the guy behind the bravado. You feel ashamed that you knocked down your father all those years ago, more ashamed than being fired from his firm, don't you?" Jimmy's answer was to walk off. Farrah looked at her nails and smiled, looking very content. Jimmy grabbed his phone and went into the rear of the property and looked over at the low fence straight at the young American woman who had visited them the previous day, Carol Fulton. "Hello Jimmy," she waved from her reclining chair under the trees. "Don't be embarrassed you've caught me like this." She was nude and he was sure she parted her legs when she'd said that, but her thighs were squashed down so all he saw was squashed thighs. "Embarrassed, who me Carol? Great breasts." "Oooh you lovely man." "Sometimes Carol. Will catch you later." Jimmy went to the side of the house but the signal was weak so went out, unbolting the side gate and crossed to the far side of the cul de sac. The signal was strong, so sat and called his dad at the office, 11:00 in the morning Sydney time. "Hello son, how is it up in the Holiday Islands?" "Great weather dad. I'm here with Farrah Hawke." "I didn't think you'd tell me that. Her mother told your mother." "Oh." "Women do these things to guys Jimmy." "Dad, Farrah asked me to tell her about my background. She heard it all without much comment, including that time I whacked you out cold. But just ten minutes ago out of the blue she said: 'You feel ashamed that you knocked down your father all those years ago, more ashamed than being fired from his firm, don't you?' " "Jesus. Did you swat her?" "What? Hell no. I walked from her ready to blub. Dad, she'd so right. I've had that reaction bottled in me all these years. Dad, I'm calling to apologize, to ask forgiveness." "Forgive you? I was bullying you and..." "Dad!" "Okay son. You practically knocked the shit out of me that day. I realized my son had become a man and it was rather a shock. Of course I forgive you." "Thanks dad; I'm telling you that's a relief." "Look Jimmy, I'm thinking of calling a partners' meeting and asking humbly for your reinstatement." "Dad, don't take this the wrong way but I don't think you ever will be humble. No I've told Farrah you did the right thing but not being at that meeting or making representations in writing on my behalf. I didn't deserve it and such intervention may have ruined your relationship with your partners." "And what was Farrah's opinion." "She appeared to agree." "Your mother said Farrah would have beneficial influence on you. You both are currently wounded but you both will rise above it, drawing on each other's strength." "That's already happening dad. Tell mom about this call. I'll call her tomorrow." Jimmy bolted the gate and looked over to see if Mrs Fulton now really had her legs open to give him a real eyeful. But the chair was empty. He grinned, thinking this was how life really was – the arousing bits come in minute doses. He grabbed two beers from the fridge and found Farrah in the pool. She swam up to him and said with great feeling, "I'm sorry Jimmy, I really am. I should have been sympathetic and not analytical." "Sorry? What for? For pushing me to rid myself of flaws? Thanks to you I've just called dad and apologized and asked him for forgiveness for hitting him so savagely. He began apologizing to me but I turned him around and he forgave me. I feel a little better already." "Oh well done. I suppose he then roared from the rafters when you told him I was here with you?" "Well I expected him to be sarcastic, but he wasn't. He already knew because your mom had told my mom. All he said was mom thought you'd have beneficial influence on me and then he added, "You both are currently wounded but you both will rise above it, drawing on each other's strength." "Oooh." "Yes and I said it was already happening. He wondered about seeking my reinstatement and I said don't, that you and I felt he'd done the right thing by staying out of it." "Oooh." "I like hearing the expression you put into that." "Here, give me the beers. You jump in and insert into me and I'll clamp you in, putting my legs around your butt. We'll have a loving time sipping beer and staring at each other, looking for any sign of love in our eyes." They did that, feeling good about it. "Oooh it's extra thick Jimmy. That must be my beneficial influence." CHAPTER 2 The two mothers were waiting for the couple when their flight arrived mid-afternoon from Honolulu. Presents were handed over and the bubbling mothers made the appropriate clucking noises while continuing to look for signs of romantic attachment. No signs were apparent until as Eva Thompson drove up to Farrah's house. "Ah mom, Mrs Crowley, I've decided to revert to being Miss Thompson and Jimmy and I are entering into a business partnership. Jimmy will practice employment law and I will practice business consultancy." The mothers made approving noises but it wasn't until Jimmy announced that he was moving in with Farrah the next evening that their moms revealed great excitement at receiving the news they'd hoped to hear. Jimmy's welcome that evening from his father was almost emotional, amazingly warm for those two. "Beatrice representing two other partners has approached me saying they are prepared to listen to a plea for reinstatement. They seemed genuinely disappointed when I said no." "Good, thanks dad. It doesn't surprise me Beatrice would do that. After all, she'd mothered me since I graduated and joined the firm. Um I'll be advertising for a partner steeped in employment law and if Beatrice applies, I'll attempt to engage her but dad no way will I attempt to poach her." "She's too senior to go to you, a fledging firm." "Don't be do sure; Beatrice regards me as her protégé. She's not about money and neither is husband Eric." They don't have children, do they?" "Ah, very discerning dad. Yes, I'm the son they never had. She only talks to me about it when she'd drunk." "Well I'll have a quiet word." "No dad. If it is to happen I just want it to happen. Your partners would be incensed if they found the loss of Beatrice, if it does occur, led back to a quiet little talk you had with her." "Perhaps I should sell my partnership and come in with you?" "Dad, your practice is your life. Don't be a fool. Perhaps in a few years you might send a partner cap in hand to talk merger if Farrah and I manage to excel ourselves. We're thinking of locating in Double Bay to be handy to the big stream of highly paid executives who get dumped by mean-spirited companies sinking into survival mode." "You and Farrah appeared to have talked about this in considerable detail?" "Well under the massage of the trade winds, talk is one of the things a young couple does. They other main thing is probably only a distance memory for an old guy like you." Charles' eyes twinkled when he said, "You don't know what you're talking about young man." Jimmy moved in the next night, Farrah taking him for a tour. "It's a big house." "Well I could sell and move to a smaller one if you wish." "Can I say something without upsetting you?" Farrah smiled, thanked him for the warning and said shoot. "I think of it as his house." She sighed. "So do I. I thought the break away would have ended that but no, last night I was back to thinking that again. I will sell, probably soon, but first let's work on the finer points of setting up our business. I looked around Double Bay for six hours today with a real estate agent. We viewed two adjoining offices above shops that I rather liked but the asking rentals were outrageous." "You could send me in to negotiate with the owner." "Can I say something without upsetting you?" Jimmy grinned and said shoot. "To get my mind off my ex fucking husband last night I thought intently about our proposed joint venture..." She hesitated. Jimmy said, "And found your enthusiasm had waned?" "Something like that, or rather partly that. And then I thought what were my options and thought I'd be better off investing substantially into a large business consultancy firm and taking over to run the operation because I'm not really a coalface person." "Is that all?" "No. I also thought our relationship would proceed more harmoniously if we didn't also work together." Farrah steeled herself but found Jimmy grinning at her. "What?" He said he'd entertained that same thought occasionally but last night, first night back home, he really thought it through and concluded it was not really a good idea. "I intended to bring it up over dinner tonight after you'd have a few wines." "Oh darling, you charming business assassin. Actually I'm pleased to be discussing it now and not after we were up to our necks in it and then decided we were not compatible as business partners." Jimmy earned a big smile when he said he thought they'd handled the potential explosive issue very well. "I'll look around to buy into a law firm. I have money and also was paid $50,000 severance to leave dad's firm." "I'll give you money to buy in as a senior partner." "Thanks darling. If I can come up with an attractive proposal I'll talk to you. Now let's discuss sharing our living costs." Farrah rejected that outright. "You concentrate on job satisfaction and allow me to finance our lifestyle." * * * Three weeks went by. Jimmy followed up partnership leads without success, the usual comment being he was still too young and inexperienced for a senior partnership. He alleged over lunch with Farrah, "The word is out that I'm a maverick." Then it all happened, turning everything on its head. Jimmy came home bursting with news only to have Farrah rushing to hug him, red-faced in excitement and saying she had two big news announcements. "One is the miracle has happened?" "What?" "You're pregnant." "Did mom call you? "No, I just guessed but have noticed subtle differences in you lately. Is it confirmed?" She nodded. "My suspicions were confirmed two hours ago. Dr Lawrence said in all probability my ex husband was not fertile." The Desirable Mrs Hawke "But I am?" "That's the logical conclusion isn't it?" Catching the slightly frosty tone in that, Jimmy broke into a huge smile and danced Farrah around the room saying she was such a clever girl. "What will his name... um his or her name be?" "Big Surprise." "You're kidding." "I guess tomorrow I'll agree with that." "Well I'm thrilled. Please marry me Farrah." "God, I've been half in fear you wouldn't ask." "Well women do worry, don't they? What's the answer?" "Oh yes, oh yes," Farrah said, dancing Jimmy round the room and looking at him adoringly. "Let's go out to dinner." "Um, what about the prospective grandparents?" Jimmy scratched his ear. I guess in their shoes I'd be pissed off if learning I was made to wait till the next day for the news. Okay call them now." When Farrah returned to the room she said all done and Jimmy threw down the newspaper. "Well?" "I attempted to keep excitement out of my voice and said it had to be tonight and that made the two moms suspicious. I think they think it is an engagement announcement." "We have time to shoot out to start looking for a ring but I really don't think..." "I have been looking in recent days and found the one." "Right, off we go." "I have to change and do my hair and makeup." "Fuck all that crap. Let's go. What's you attitude about alcohol?" "One glass of quality champagne each twenty-four hours I suppose. I'll have to read up on that. I did ask Dr Lawrence about sex and he laughed and said I could make a pig of myself but nothing too robust. He recommended I lie on my back across the table." Jimmy caught the mischievous grin but didn't say Dr Lawrence made no such recommendation. They left the house, holding hands, very happily. As Jimmy drove downtown he asked, "What was your other news?" "I have found the consultancy that comes within my ambit. I have engaged an accountant to perform due diligence for me." "Oh that's excellent. Does it look promising?" "Yes, very. You'll get good sex tonight; I am so excited." "Well, I hope this doesn't give you emotional overload. I had lunch with Beatrice Swan today at her invitation. She's one of dad's partners. She asked me to consider attempting to return to my old firm. When she assured me dad had not influenced her to make that request I agreed and she phoned each of the partners and the meeting was set for 3:00. I went along. Dad was there and it was informal and amicable. I asked what were their conditions for me returning and was told only one, return of the $50,000 termination payment given me. I was asked what my demands were and I said only one, that I wanted a senior partnership. That really rocked them but dad grinned." "Ohmigod, I can imagine them being rocked." "I was asked to leave the room while they considered the proposal. Ten minutes later I was called back and Mary, acting as convenor, said my request to be admitted as an equity-sharing partner after buying my way in was not acceptable. The partners were agreeable to me returning as a lowly associate. I thought the bastards, they have me over a barrel and then I thought of something so chucked it at them in desperation." "Are you saying you lied?" "I'm saying I used my best scenario imagination to conjure up something. I said, 'Guys, my understanding from what I've heard on the law grapevine is this firm has lost some big potential clients involved in dissolution of marriage. That's because I'm not around to win them big payments, they knowing I have a growing reputation for effectively representing respondents in settlement negotiations'. Dad grinned, the others looked as if they'd just been shot." "Oh my goodness. You hit the right button?" "Yes and Mary, who mainly works with gays knew she was left hanging. So she asked weakly, "What are your terms for returning?" That was totally wrong, giving me the opening to present new terms so I modified them. I said I would return as a junior partner, that means I don't share in profits – and losses – but that I wished to retain my severance payout of $50,000 in compensation for being overly harshly treated causing a further and unnecessary hit on my reputation and the humility I'd suffered had been significant and I will have lost most if not all of my clients." "God, you almost have me crying." "There was no discussion. Mary proposed a motion that I be reinstated on the terms I'd outlined. Dad abstained and everyone voted in favour. I return to the office on Monday week. * * * Dinner went well, if a little brittle for a few moments. That occurred when Farrah modestly made the big announcement. "Guys, I have some news for you." The parents looked expectantly, mothers eyeing the empty left hand ring finger. "I'm pregnant." The Thompson's, already with seven grandchildren, looked aghast, while the Crowley's, without grandchildren, looked at Jimmy astonished and proudly. "Oh Farrah, how could you, at your age," Sylvie her mom almost sobbed, and turned to Hugh for a comforting hug. "Don't be mean mommy; think of me and my feelings rather than what your friends will think." "Oh darling, I'm sorry," she said, breaking away from Hugh to hug Farrah. "Oh I'm so delighted, overwhelmed," Anna Crowley said, rushing to join the huddle. Jimmy held up his hand and the watchful server arrived with the champagne and flutes just as Charles Crowley said he hoped Jimmy intended making an honest woman of Farrah. Jimmy ignored the comment but when everyone's flute was filled he walked around to Farrah, dropped to a knee, and the three women went "Oooh." "Farrah Thompson, the delight of my life, will you please marry me and cherish and obey me?" The smiles were huge around the table and Farrah said, "Yes dear Jimmy, thank you. I will marry you and thanks for giving me what I desired." * * * With Farrah on her back on the table, panting for it, Jimmy pulled off her panties and went to go down on her but Farrar's hand on his forehead held him off. "No Jimmy, until after the birth it is advisable you don't do that." "Oh come on Farrah, you revel in a lusty lick." "Darling, think of baby. We have to compromise to avoid undue stress and random infection." "Um... ah... oh yes. But please seek expert advice on this. I saw your mother whispering to you." Blushing at being caught out Farrah said she would. * * * Jimmy arrived home elated from his first day back at Chas. Crowley & Partners' law office, having experienced a warm welcome from everyone and had already called eight of his former clients and six had said they'd return to him and one of the other two said she would think about it. He found Farrah with three younger women. Farrah was drinking mineral water; the others were finishing cocktails. "Hi ladies." "Hi Jimmy," they chorused. Farrah rushed over and kissed him and then said, "Jimmy I'd like you to meet my sisters, all married and all younger than me." "Oh delighted." Jimmy kissed Shelia, Libby and Maxine as they were introduced and was told the fourth sister lived in London. A few minutes later the sisters said they must go to prepare late dinner for their families. They all lined up to be kissed by Jimmy and grouped around Farrah at the front door while Jimmy poured himself a drink. "I'm so delighted," Farrah said, breezing into the kitchen and checking the oven. "All sisters have agreed to cooperate to provide you with robust sex during my latter stages of pregnancy and immediate post-birth." "What!" "Calm down darling. They really like the look of you. We'll draw up a roster." "But they can't; that's involving us all in adultery and we'll also be well married by then. It would be irresponsible and immoral of me to do that. I'm a lawyer." "Hush darling; you'll love it and they are really excited and called me 'innovative'. That's a change from the names my sisters sometimes called me years ago." "But darling, you can't allow it. If you mother found out she'd kill me and my mom would probably hand her the axe." "Darling, it's all under control. The roster on the kitchen wall will merely state visiting days at weekends and what other reason would my mom have for my sisters visiting me on roster?" "I-I don't know." "Exactly. Just get it into your head darling this is one of the reason one has sisters." "Huh?" THE END