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Three Babes

By: EgmontGrigor2011



CHAPTER 1

Conrad Pearson, disgraced son of a couple who ran a rural highway maintenance business 300 miles to the south, arrived at Penney's Crossing off a feeder flight on a cold frosty morning to begin his new job at assistant chief accountant at Kline and French.

The wiry 28-year old, with bleached curly blond hair, been thrown out of the family business where he'd been finance manager after $15,000 had been found missing from the company's operating funds. Conrad's own sleuthing had established office manager Kitty Smith had been milking the funds for two months to meet her husband's gambling debts.

Conrad's problem was he'd occasionally dated Kitty when between women when he became horny. Feeling somewhat beholden to her, he convinced Kitty if she resigned he'd admit to the theft. 

Kitty resigned that day, claiming she had cancer and the overly sympathetic Mrs Pearson doubled Kitty's termination pay. Conrad confessed to his mother who'd discovered the discrepancy during her quarterly internal audit. He'd expected his parents would have been upset but lenient because it was only a lousy fifteen thou.

But no, he was fired and told to get out of their sight. 

Conrad had defended himself, inviting his father to just kick his ass and cut his salary. Kevin appeared to accept that idea but Conrad's mom, who tended to become erratic when challenged, screamed no way her son the thief had twenty-four hours to leave. Once again Conrad was to learn his dad tended to do what his wife Susan demanded.

Conrad applied for several jobs and finally secured way well to the north as a senior accountant after two telephone interviews. Fortunately the recruiter checked out Conrad with his father rather than his mom and Kevin Conrad who praised his son's abilities and his commitment to absolute professionalism.

Conrad arrived at the city that he would learn that locals called The Crossing and first impressions pleased him. Many new buildings downtown mixed with solid long-standing structures, many of which appeared to have architectural merit. Yes he could feel comfortable living here with rivers passing on the west and east boundaries with their confluence a couple of miles beyond the city to form a bigger river.

He'd arrived just after 8:00 am with only two bags, with his other possessions included his beloved motor-cycle in storage in a barn on his widowed aunt's farm. He'd sold his Ford F-250 pickup to her foreman. 

The cabbie took him to an inexpensive hotel. Conrad booked in for two weeks to give him time to find more permanent accommodation and went out for coffee, choosing a restaurant almost opposite the department store of Kline and French.

The day manager took him to the table and poured coffee.

"Stranger in town?"

"Yeah Miss, I start across the road today."

"What in corsetry?"

Conrad really appreciated humor and smiled and said admin.

"What's your name baby?"

"Adele as my nametag says."

No waitress was arriving. She said, "What do you want?"

He produced a blush from her by saying, "What are you offering" and to his delight she said, "Do you wish to date me?" rather than demand was he attempting to date her.

"Yes Adele. Do you have a boyfriend?"

"Yes."

"But if we are discreet you'll be happy to date me?"

She smiled and said exactly and that he had good understanding. Her view was he was a stranger in town and would be working at her favorite shopping place.

Adele smiled warmly. "I'm sure you will only regard my gesture as friendship."

"An omelet and two pieces of whole meal toast please Adele. You have made me feel I should eat."

She smiled and walked off, probably aware her butt would be his focus. 

They would both have to admit she had a great looking body.

Conrad was delighted. He'd only just arrived in the city and already had a potential friend and he even had the fleeing thought Adele might oblige if he pressed for sexual favors as she appeared to like him. He had no problems with dating a supervisor of a restaurant, believing all women should not be judged solely on where they were at in life. 

Adele, whose parents owned the restaurant and two others in the city, emerged from the kitchen and smiled in Conrad's direction, noting he was watching workers entering the premises of Kline and French through the staff only entrance.

She served him his meal and said Thursday evening would be fine. He really hadn't focused and assumed she was talking about the weather.

When the main doors of the four-level department store opened, Conrad left the restaurant, waving to Adele who blew him a kiss.

That warmed him. 

Crossing the busy street in rush hour, Conrad wondered if the store did indeed have a corsetry or corset department or was it part of lingerie? He thought the brunette Adele would look rather alluring dressed in a warm red bra and panty set.

"Down boy," he muttered.

Maureen French was standing in admin reception and pointedly looked at her watch as he arrived. He recognized her from her CV on the store's website.

"Hi Mrs French. I'm careful with figures but a little sloppy about punctuality. I give accounting the thrust of my diligence and accuracy than my regard to clock-watching unless time is of the essence."

Well what could she say to that? Well she looked quite unimpressed.

"Good morning Conrad, call me Maureen," she said a little stiffly. "Please follow me."

Conrad followed her quite trim figure and wondered what was her choice of lingerie color today, if indeed she wore any. Perhaps he should ask?

"We've received your signed contract and it's in order. Your web page went live this morning."

"I'm impressed, most efficient."

"We try to perform well for our stockholders and that's why we've paid more to hire you for this new position, to inject more strength into finance and accounting. It has become a bit slow and, to use your word, sloppy. You have had a little experience as an investigatory accountant."

"Yes but sloppiness refers to standards as does under-performance and the finger for that would point to the chief accountant."

Maureen, by then seated and waving him to a chair, squirmed and murmured, "Who is Mr Kline's son."

"Ah," Conrad grinned. "I suspect I have been hired to expose my principal's short-comings."

She looked uncomfortable once more and said, "Please let this be our little secret." 

They chatted and then she said, "Come through and meet Tubby, oh god, I meant to say my business partner Anthony Kline."

"And that little slip shall be our secret Maureen."

She smiled gratefully.

As to be expected, Anthony Kline was considerably over-weight and had a soft pudgy handshake, the kind of handshake women appear to detest. Left almost wishing he could wipe his hand after it had been shaken, Conrad understood why women felt like that. He had no desire to think of Mr Kline's sweaty lingerie... er underwear.

Coffee was served and they had a cozy chat that ended when Anthony announced he was off to a business appointment.

"We have quite a bit of money invested in you Conrad, make sure you earn it."

Conrad didn't acknowledge the fat prick's rude comment and thought well that placed him firmly in Maureen's camp.

Maureen had briefed Conrad that she was the director responsible for finance and admin while Anthony supervised retailing and marketing and their worked jointly on store operation. Her next action was to introduce Conrad to everyone working in finance/accounting.

Freddie Kline was almost as fat as his father and didn't offer to shake Conrad's hand, to the relief of Conrad, but was warm in his welcome.

Conrad found he was to share a large office with the internal auditor. The very attractive babe who, surprisingly, looked vaguely familiar scowled at him when he addressed her breasts as Maureen introduced the internal auditor as her daughter Christie.

"Hi," Christie said crossly, not using his name.

Conrad recalled her name and face from his study of the web site but had no recall of her surname. 

"You also received your masters from Lansdale."

"Yes," the 24-year old said in surprise and that thawed her somewhat. Conrad accepted she was quite a babe and noticed no engagement or wedding rings.

"Well I'll leave Christie to continue your induction," Maureen said. "Please remember it's not Conrad's fault you two must share an office."

"Yes mother."

As soon as the door closed Christie flared, "Will you please stop looking at me like that."

"Like what?" 

"Like you are undressing me?"

Conrad thoughtfully walked across to the door and locked it.

"Okay let's get over this over with. Get your dress off."

"How dare you," she almost spat.

He turned and went to his desk, grouching, "Then have it your way."

"Why do you wish to see me nude? I can't understand this interest in me."

"My only interest is in the color and style of your lingerie. That's all. My mother and older sister until she married and left home often walked around in their underwear and I'm guilty of missing that."

"D-did you touch them?"

"No of course not. What do you think I am?" 

"At present I have no idea. Um if I remove my dress is that all?"

"Yes but I'd like it to be a morning ritual."

"There's a fat chance of that happening," she almost giggled. "Here we go."

Conrad turned and leant against his desk. 

Christine lifted the dress to cover her face and chestnut hair to conceal her embarrassment.

She had smaller tits than the woman across at the restaurant and they were wide apart and cute. Probably 34b or c. Her thighs were slim and he could see the bulge of her pussy. The lacy underwear was almost gold in color.

"Very nice. You also have cute tits."

She pulled her dress down and turned away from him, blushing, but in smoothing the fabric over his butt gave him the start of an erection. He hurried to sit behind his desk.

"Let's sit on the sofa to talk," she said, checking her cell phone for messages.

Conrad rushed to the sofa before she was in position to notice his bulge.

Later when he returned from induction from Freddie, he said to Christie politely, "I won't complain if you request this office be subdivided. It's large enough to produce two small offices."

She sat behind a glass-topped desk with supported by an aluminum frame. "And how would I allow you to constantly check on the color of my panties?

He felt his face redden and heard her giggle.

"Come," she said. "I'll buy you lunch."

"Great, we can talk confidentially away from here." 

"Conrad, I go out with a guy who could become my fiancé."

He shrugged and crowded her but she didn't attempt to move clear.

Eating sandwiches they looked at each other.

"Well away you go but please don't be foul."

To Christies surprise Conrad talked business.

"Has you mother said anything about why I have been hired?"

Christie squirmed a little and said, "Mom said something in confidence. That's all I can say."

"Fair enough Christie. Look this is what I want you to do. I want your mother and Anthony Kline to agree to everyone in the department reporting to me. I'll process those reports and pass them on Freddie to thus free him of time-consuming routine work, with me being responsible for the quality of reporting and chasing up on deficiencies. Your mother alone could authorize this but if Freddie goes to his father complaining this could overturn that decision. Suggest this change will allow Freddie to spend more time on direct management including one-on-one training of his more senior personnel."

"Why are you suggesting I make this suggestion?"

"To avoid Freddie thinking I suspect he's responsible for ineffective control and leadership of his department."

"Omigod."

"Make the suggestion to your mother and writing and tell her to give Anthony a copy of the report when she discusses it with him. That should avert any suspicion about my involvement but your mother will know where this idea has come from because she was frank with me when discussing why I had been employed."

"Okay but expect Freddie to have a piece of me when he finds out I'm responsible for this idea."

"It's part of you duties to think like that Christie and he'll probably accept that. You are the internal auditor."

"May I think about this?"

"No just write your report. This company has a major problem that requires fixing."

As they walked back to the office, Christine said, " You have just arrived in the city. Um I'm available if you wish to date you now and again."

"You mean for sex?"

She looked up at the sky and said it didn't look like rain.

Conrad took her arm to cross the street and though Christie was showing she had skills and she wore cute underwear.

Next morning when arriving Christine found Conrad already at his laptop, probably reading the staff manual. She pulled up her short skirt when seated and looking down across the gap Conrad could see her lingerie today was green.

He said, "Great color but I really think our desks could be pulled a lot closer?"

She giggled and she she'd completed her confidential report last night and had just send it encrypted to her mother.

"Thanks darling."

She scowled but that couldn't conceal the blush. The ash blonde was twenty-seven with pale skin and that complexion exposed every blush.

There was no immediate reaction from Christie's mother and that didn't surprise Conrad. She'd need to consider all options and possible outcomes. Her first priority would be to ensure she continued to work smoothly with her business partner; they were to two biggest investors in the business.

Conrad spent his first weekend looking for a suitable apartment but found nothing that appealed. Neighboring residents he came across during inspections were often noisy or, well, unwholesome or perhaps both.

His last call was on a husband and wife who had an apartment attached to their house. They were quite upfront. It had been built for the wife's mother who'd recently passed away.

"In return for free use of the pool and the spa house, all that we ask is you shovel away snow and look after pool maintenance."

Conrad said no problem and signed up for the lease after confirming it was okay to have women friends visit him.

"Women?" said the wife querulously but when her semi-invalided husband said, "He's a young buck dear, capable of two or three at a time," his wife said 'Oooh' and added that would be acceptable. They asked for two days to consider all applications and to brief their attorney.

Three days later Conrad took a call from a Mrs Starke, an attorney who said she was calling about an apartment he's expressed interest in.

"My clients the O'Carroll's are happy to lease their apartment to you."

Conrad played it cool and said which apartment was that as he'd inspected quite a few.

"You must remember them. Mrs O'Carroll's was wearing a neck brace and Mr O'Carroll was in a wheelchair."

"Oh I'm not so sure about that environment. They sound as if they have fearful rows."

"Mr Pearson, I assure you my clients the O'Carroll's are fine, upstanding people. They are recovering from injuries sustained in a motor vehicle accident when their vehicle rammed the end of their garage."

"Was Mr O'Carroll drunk?"

"Certainly not. He was asleep in the passenger's seat."

"Was Mrs O'Carroll the driver drunk?"

"All I can say that was a matter of speculation. The O'Carroll's were not admitted to hospital until next morning."

He grinned and the attorney's voice sounded icily when she replied, "I would think so," when he asked again would he be safe living in that environment?

The negotiations ended mutually agreeable to both parties with the O'Connell's agreeing to a reduction in rent of $45 dollars a month.

Conrad went to Mrs Starke's office two days later. She declined to call on him, saying it was accepted business practice for attorneys in that city to work substantially from their office.

"Come for coffee."

He arrived at plush office of the old bitch and the PA left him looking at Mrs Starke seated on the sofa and pouring coffee.

She was an absolute honey, a brunette with substantial tits and a wide smile.

She said, "Somehow I pictured you as being old and grumpy."

He looked down at her. She had her legs apart slightly to pour.

"Midnight blue," he said.

She made no comment and slowly crossed her legs.

"Sit beside me Mr Pearson."

They drank and chatted and Conrad thought he could almost feel her sexuality.

"Do you date Mrs Starke?"

"Please call me Pauline. I'm married."

"Yes I guessed that because you have the title that suggests that but your reply didn't answer my question."

"Might we progress on to business? Please be seated at the desk and if I choose to wear midnight blue panties that's something you should ignore."

"I couldn't. Your stocking thighs caught my focus."

"Business Mr Pearson," she said, remaining calm.

He signed the three copies of the lease agreement and as he was leaving said, "Pauline I'm a newcomer to town. Here's my card. Should you even feel like a night out with me please give me a call and don't feel embarrassed about it. I shall respect sensitivities."

Conrad had no idea what that comment about sensitivities meant but he just wished to reassure the babe he wasn't after it like a hungry dog.

She thanked him but didn't drop the card into the refuse bin, at least not while he was watching.

On the way out he asked the PA what did Mrs Starke's husband do and was told Mr Starke work in the Police Departments crime division.

Oh shit.

Conrad figured he was attempting to force the pace too much and ought to withdraw from attempting to become involved with women.

Early next morning he took a call.

"Is out date on tonight?"

His mind went into panic mode. What date? Who was she? What was the day? Slowly the pieces clicked together and he said, "Oh hi Adele. Yes I've kept Thursday evening free to be with you. All night if you wish?"

He heard Adele gasp and waited for the call to be cut. But all he heard was heavy breathing.

Adele then said, "I share a small studio apartment. We could eat in, having pizza, or we could eat out and return to the apartment."

He considered that choice.

"Do you really know what would be wonderful?"

"No but please tell me."

"I'd like you to serve pizza wearing only sexy underwear."

She asked hoarsely was he for real and he replied yes.

"Omigod. Very well. Will I be safe?"

"I promise you'll be as safe as you with to be."

"God you are exciting," she almost whimpered.

Conrad thought Adele really was his kind of girl.

He arrived with flowers and wine and picked she was nervous about having sex with him.

The way to go was to smile and not kiss or touch her. He did that and now she looked unsure about whether he liked her.

"Busy day?" he asked, pouring the wine without being asked.

"Yes it always is. It's a great location. The rush begins about 9:45 as it's an office district but we do serve at least thirty breakfasts each weekday morning. We close at weekends."

The next move was to bring her out into the open, to give her the opportunity to commit or walk away. Conrad's theory was there was no in-between.

"Does your boyfriend know I'm here with you tonight?"

"God no."

Her temperature appeared to be rising. Very good.

"Are you wearing red lingerie?"

"Her mouth opened and she nodded and then said, "I've done what you asked."

She didn't hesitate and pulled up her dress hem to show her legs and red panties.

"Oh gorgeous. Here let me help to get your dress off."

He stood and she committed, backing toward him and lifting up the hem and he pulled down the back zip.

"You have a gorgeous body," he said, and kissed into her neck before pulling off her dress. She reached a hand around and grabbed a handful of hair behind his head. He could hear her panting and kissed her once more and pulled off her dress and said, "Not let me have a look at these tits."


Three Babes



"Try not to mark me," she panted.

Well that was the invitation he wanted and pulled out his dick. She grabbed it and sighed and gave it a couple of soft jerks.

"Harder baby. I don't have to teach her do I?"

Instead of replying she dropped to her knees and gave him and excellent jerk-and-blow job. When that was over she pulled off her bra and panties. He pinned her to the carpet, making her gasp and repeatedly yell "Omigod, Omigod."

Conrad was pushed off just before Adele's roommate was due home. Walking away he realized he was hungry, very hungry, and not altogether because of three rounds of sex. They hadn't got round to eating the pizza.

After that night of them becoming sexually comfortable with each other, Conrad went into the restaurant each Thursday morning for breakfast when Adele would confirm whether or not it was on again that evening.

She never did confirm whether he was better than her boyfriend for sex but she did appear rather anxious that Conrad wished the Thursday evening arrangement to continue. A long time later she would admit that her boyfriend didn't believe in having sex before marriage.

Conrad was called to Anthony's Kline's office and Maureen was already seated there.

"Hi guys," Conrad said. Maureen smiled and said hi and Anthony ignored the greeting.

He handed Conrad a report and asked, "Have you seen this before?"

Conrad scanned it to confirm it was Christie's report about department reorganization.

"No I can't say I have but I can confirm some of these things I see here have been the subject of a conversation I had with Christie, on my first day here I believe. As I remember it, one of her questions was if the department was operating inefficiently, what would be the three major reasons for that? I admit saying prime responsibility fell on the department head. I knew of course the HoD was your son but take that fact out of the equation and my reply would have still been the same. I suggested likely causes would include lack of supervision and training and possibly lack of leadership." 

Conrad continued. "Later I was asked about the structure of the department as I saw it and I said if everyone reported to me instead of the HoD, Freddie would have more time to devote to essentials in department control but would still get to see all of those reports after I'd examined them closely and called for deficiencies to be addressed. As you know that routine work as a supervisor takes time and I wondered why my position as Freddie's deputy had not been made long before this because accounts is a big activity within a department store."

Anthony said, "The reason why we did not have a deputy was because Freddie said he worked better without one and assured us he was coping well."

Conrad felt like saying that now Anthony knew differently but knew to keep his mouth shut.

"Well what now?" Anthony asked. "You can see Maureen and I are over a barrel about this because our two children are principal players."

Conrad gave the appearance of hedging.

"Come on Conrad."

"Okay I say free up Freddie and that will give him a real chance of gearing up the department's efficiency and showing the level of his leadership. Assess the situation in say three months and you'll have some answers."

"And if Freddie is found wanting?"

"Call in an outside assessor and follow his and her advice about whether he should be replaced."

Anthony said through clenched teeth, "You mean whether he should be fired?"

"Well if that's the assessor's professional opinion, yes. But I suggest don't jump to early conclusions. The entire department might be at fault."

"Well keep your eyes open and add that surveillance in your fortnightly report. You may go now."

Conrad said, "Oh you could send Freddie to an accountancy high level refresher course and then to a management training school."

"So you think he's at fault?"

"It is a consideration he had only a three-year degree. Further the quality of the HoD would always be my starting point when a department, any department, is deemed to be inefficient because that's where the responsibility lies."

Anthony frowned. "What if we don't call in an assessor and just send Freddie off as you say to a high level refresher course and then on to a management training school?"

"That could be the answer and while he's away Maureen could run the department and that could produce an interesting outcome."

The partners looked at each other and then Anthony said, "Thanks for your input Conrad. It was most impressive. You may leave."

Conrad returned to his office. Christie was out somewhere. He checked for phone messages and returned Mrs Pauline Starke's call.

"Oh hi Conrad. The other day you cheekily asked whether I would date you. My husband and I were going up country this weekend where I have a late morning speaking engagement but he's had to cancel. Would you like to accompany me? I enjoy company on long drives. We could stay somewhere overnight rather than drive back that same day."

"Will you sleep with me?"

"Yes."

Conrad gave Pauline his address.

They had a lackluster weekend together, Conrad rated it 1.5 out of 10.

Pauline allowed him to drive her Hyundai Genesis V6 3.8 coupe and Conrad managed to perform a couple of high-speed bursts without apparent detection by cops and that really was his weekend. They had a lovely hotel and Pauline did sleep with him but refused to get out of her day clothes and when he slapped a hand on her hip and said, "What about it babe?" she said, "The Police back home have a hit team. Would you like a visit by them one dark night?"

"I think I'll sleep on the couch, Conrad said but stayed in the bed because Pauline said she thought he'd wanted her to sleep with him.

She was very pleasant next morning and on the drive back home but Conrad had written off the weekend as being away with someone who could only be called a cold-hearted bitch who wouldn't know what it was like to fuck a real man.

Expressing that conviction gave him some satisfaction.

On Monday morning Christie, wearing orange panties, said Conrad looked glum.

He claimed to have had the most boring weekend in his entire adult life and he was so depressed about the lack of action he even failed in masturbation.

Christie swallowed and asked him would he like her to call around that evening.

Mr Glum said, "What for?"

"To have sex silly. What else is there?"

Mr Glum became Mr Chirpy and he gave Christie his address and made her read her note back to him twice to ensure she had written the address down correctly.

Christie arrived at Conrad's subdivision of the landlord's house twenty minutes late. She didn't dare tell him she'd left the address at the office but had relied on her memory and finally found the corner property.

"They kissed and he squeezed a breast and she made the customary cry women tend to do in such a situation, "Oooh."

Then she made the customary cry of most men, "What's for dinner?"

"Dry white wine is at the table. Please sit and pour."

Christie looked beautiful in the soft light, Conrad thought, as he arrived with the entrée. She had a low-cut blue dress and he could see the start of a satin and lace darker blue bra.

"Omigod, this looks lovely. Is it shrimp linguini?"

"That's the one," Conrad said, passing her the Parmesan while he applied freshly chopped parsley before they swapped.

"Delicious," she said, dabbing her lips with her napkin as she handed back her empty plate.

"Talk to me while I work on mains," he said. "The meat has been standing and so I have to just zap a couple of things in the microwave.

"I bet this is something more difficult to get right, to exhibit your prowess as a cook."

"Yeah right. I learnt from mom and her mother."

"This is a very comfortable home. Am I invited to stay the night?"

"Yes of course but there is a warning; if you stay you'll get fucked."

"Oooh," she giggled.

He arrived with a Pinot Noir and asked her to pour.

"Ah red meat is my guess," she said. "Probably oven-baked rib-eye."

"Do you like that?"

She said it was one of her favorites and Conrad said his too.

He arrived back at the table beaming and she boggled. 

"Omigod, herb-crusted frenched rack of lamb with peas, broccoli and baby partly sliced potatoes covered with gravy. How superb."

He gave her a really boyish grin.

They ate slowly, sipped wine and looked at each other a lot and chatted.

When they finished, Christie said, "I'd have to give you 9 out of 10 for that dish, the highest mark I ever award even to my own sublime cooking that I achieve at times." 

Conrad thanked her and cleared away and they sat for twenty minutes and finished with Nutella Mousse.

"That meal was fit for a connoisseur," was the accolade and Conrad said well yeah, for once there had been no mishaps.

Christie's high arm stretch appeared excessive but it did have the effect of focusing Conrad on her tits.

They did the dishes and then went over to the couch and warmed up with kisses and gentle touching.

Then Conrad said, "A condom?" and she smiled and nodded. As he unzipped the back of her dress Christie pulled it to her waist when with a light tug it came off her easily.

"I've not seen this lingerie," he said, working a hand over the mound of the bra.

"Well I do have bra and panty sets you haven't seen but I bought this set today for this special evening."

"That was lovely and lovely of you to have anticipated this night as being special. Why is it special? Because it will be our first time together."

"Yes and perhaps not the last. Who knows?"

Christie reached behind and undid the bra and Conrad moved in to work on her.

But he barely got going before Christie sat up and removed his shirt and pants and pushed him back on the couch. She dropped on to her knees on the floor and lifting his erection licked down the length and over his nuts that were also bald.

"I'm not used to me who have no hair down there."

He smiled and said he wasn't use to women who didn't shave down low or at least trim their bush.

"I shave," she said, still in her panties. She went to work slurping and sucking his erection.

Later she removed her panties and lay on the couch facing away from him. The fat lips of her pussy protruded and he worked in his dick without have to lift up her top leg. She rolled back to him with good timing once he got his stroking underway and they engaged in sweet-talking and agreed they fucked well together.

After getting each other away, they went to bed and banged for a couple hours.

When Conrad awoke with the dawn chorus in the tree outside the bedroom he found Christie had left the bed and it was still warm where she'd been sleeping. He went looking for her but found she'd left the apartment.

He yawned, unworried, and slept for another hour.

Conrad arrived at the office before Christie and when she entered their shared office he went to kiss her passionately, although working up to that of course, but she cautioned him, saying she had a boyfriend.

On Thursday evening Adele arrived at his apartment. They sat out in the twilight and had a couple of drinks and then banged for three hours and then she left.

The next morning he took a call from Pauline the policeman's wife. Christie had someone with her so he asked Pauline to hold and walked out into the corridor for privacy.

"Hi," he said.

"Can I see you tonight?"

"Yes. Should we go to a bar for a drink?"

"That's too public. What about where you live?"

"Yes that's very private."

"Good. I'll bring food, you supply white wine. My husband is out of town tonight. I keep thinking about you and have decided to be with you. It will be the first time I will have committed adultery."

"In that case don't engage unless you are relaxed about being with me. Come anyway but you can always back out without me becoming upset now that I know your situation."

Conrad gave Pauline the address and she said she'd arrive just after nightfall.

He saw Pauline's car enter the driveway and continue on to the back lawn as he'd suggest she do to avoid the car be seen parked on the street.

Conrad went up to her and the 30-year old said hi and handed over a cardboard container.

"Hi, that's a chicken casserole with three lots of vegetables packed in foil. I have soup in this insulated flask. Will your landlord have seen me arrive?"

"Nah they are watching TV with the blinds down and it's too loud for them to hear anything."

They placed things on the kitchen bench and Pauline pulled up her skirt said, "Lick me."

She wasn't wearing panties.

Conrad had no reason to refuse her request and licked the rather dry and clipped vulva and then inserted his tongue and soon had her lubricating.

She pulled him up and then kissed him and opened her mouth and their tongues entwined.

"Lovely, I rather like the taste of myself," she said.

Fuck fancy that, Conrad thought, and her comment revved him up.

They lost all though of eating and she pushed him on to the sofa. He unzipped and she sucked his dick into her mouth gratefully.

She sucked and jerked him until he came in her mouth and she swallowed most of it.

Pauline said there was no need to continue foreplay for her benefit so Conrad rammed into her.

She was big but worked her pussy so well that at times she became almost to tight for him.

Later she jammed a dry finger into his butt and he came into the condom inside her like a torrent, pulled out and tossed the condom away and still managed to land a couple of shots on to her big floppies. She slurped up more semen as if feeding an addiction.

Awesome.

After she left, with the second session following their meal, Conrad decided he liked Pauline a lot better now that she'd opened up, ever conversationally as well as the other. He suspected she was lonely in her marriage, if that were possible. Perhaps the guy didn't talk much? Still it wasn't his business and he was delighted when Pauline kissed him at the car and said they must do this more often.

Wow.

A couple of days later Maureen came into the office, nodded tersely to her daughter and said to Conrad, "There's a meeting in Anthony's office."

Anthony glared at Conrad.

"This fucking stupid idea of yours has backfired. The sixth day into advanced training and Freddie found he wasn't coping, walked out and has handed us his resignation."

"Good that's your problem over. Hire a good leader and admin will tick over like it should."

Anthony roared, "I want an apology and I want you to talk to Freddie, to plead with him to stay. He's rejected our advances."

"Boss the result is what you need. Examine it and concede that I'm correct. Freddie is now better than a line accountant. No way will I apologize for working in the best interest of this company."

"Maureen? For fuck sake say something. It's not like you to clam up on me like this."

"Very well. I was attempting to remain neutral. Freddie had to go and we were foolish not to have faced that reality long before this."

Anthony grabbed his jacket and mopped his brow. 

"I'm off to get a drink."

"It's early but I'll join you," Maureen said. "Conrad you'll take Freddie's position as soon as he vacates his office. Your salary will be adjusted until Freddie's replacement takes over."

"Thanks. Take Freddie to early lunch with you guys. He'll need to talk to someone."

Conrad walked out without waiting to hear the response to his latest suggestion. He believed Freddie would be fine. By now he would have faced the reality.

Christie jumped up and went to Conrad as he entered.

"Are you okay? I could faintly hear Mr Kline shouting."

"Yeah he's calming. Keep this to yourself. Freddie has resigned and Anthony blames me but I told him to face reality. Freddie found himself struggling at the advanced management course and decided to toss in the towel."

"Omigod. Do you think you'll be fired?"

"Not unless there is a change of mind. I will be acting chief accountant until the arrival of a replacement."

"Omigod. Then do you think Anthony will fire me?"

"I really don't think so. Why shoot the messenger?"

"Oh what a fucking mess. I should never had written that report."

"Yes you should have Christie. It was part of your job as auditor to raise such a matter and with more experience I'm sure you would have initiated that report yourself."

"God you are tough."

"It's only been professional sweetheart."

"Don't call me that, I have a boyfriend," Christie said, sounding like she was speaking on auto.

CHAPTER 2

The next five weeks went by with Conrad hosting Christie most Tuesday nights, Adele Sergio on Thursdays nights and Pauline the letting agency's attorney often taking up the slack, spending Saturday nights at Conrad's home whenever her husband was away on a police exercise or away fishing or hunting with pals.

Conrad changed things around in the department and received no comment from Anthony or Maureen when noting his intentions in his weekly report to the internal directors.

By the fifth week there was a noticeable reduction in complaints and reported foul-ups and that pleased Conrad, suggesting tighter management was producing results.

He wondered about his three women. The longer he attempted to keep the three relationships hidden, the more chance of them becoming exposed. He decided to end his affair with Pauline on the next occasion, speaking to her gently and saying the longer they continued the adulterous relationship the more chance of them being found out and he would not like her husband to beat her and seek do something even worse to her lover.

It worked like a charm, although she did burst into tears. She really did appear a little fearful and spoke only about her own safety.

The bitch.

But the break was achieved, peacefully and it would appear successfully.

That left the big problem of deciding which one of the other two to drop.

Christie was the best at sex but lacked the real warmth and rounded personality of the older Adele. The restaurant manager was really quite sweet whereas Christie could be a little bossy at times and, perhaps surprising, didn't have Adele's wider interests or appear quite so intelligent.

Hmmm. When a guy is not yet thirty he would be stupid not to make the decision based on who was the better fuck.

Conrad decided to take longer to think about which woman to drop.

Then a came a shock.

Christie had gone out to lunch with her mother and later Christie called him and sounded excited. She said he mom had had mentioned something interesting and had just left, would Conrad come over and talk.

"Yeah okay. Where are you."

"At the restaurant just across the street from our staff entrance."

God that's where Adele worked the 6:00 to 2:00 morning shift.

"What's wrong?" Christie asked.

"Sorry someone handed me a paper to sign," he lied, adding he was on his way.

Adele met him at the door and said, "This is unusual."

They never kissed in public and that was a relief and he said yeah it was unusual but he was to meet a work colleague for a quick chat. He asked for coffee and two egg sandwiches and coffee for the lady, he added, pointing to where Christie sat.

Christie looked up as if expecting a kiss but didn't get one.

"You appear to know the manager?"

"Yes her name is Adele. I sometimes have breakfast here."

"She is very attractive."

He said cautiously he'd noticed that in case her comment was a sly trap. Well his reply was accepted because she said...

"Oh did you order me coffee?"

"Yes and for me with a steak sandwich coming up. Do you want more to eat."

"No thanks," she said as the waitress served the coffee.

"Mom told me that she and Mr Kline were very disappointed at the applications received for the position of chief accountant and then added the astonishing comment that none of them anywhere near as appealing as you."




Three Babes



"Hmmm."

"I tried to pump her for deeper comment but she changed the subject. What do you make of that?"

"They may have to engage a recruitment agency. But thanks for telling me this. I gather you weren't told about this in confidence?"

"No, mom said it in frustration I think."

"Or she might have been reporting to me deviously."

Christie nodded and said, "You will have decided to just sit tight."

"Yeah and good thinking. Sometimes it pays to keep out of it and I think this is one of those times. They will be annoyed and in no mood to be pushed. There's nothing wrong with their business, and they know that. I think it's just the location. This city is rather isolated."

"That manager has look over here twice at you."

"And you, and everyone else I imagine. It will be part of her job."

"I hadn't thought about that. She's very attractive."

He wondered what was eating Christie and decided to give her a nudge.

"So I think I ought to hit on her?"

Watching a waitress arrive with his sandwich she said crossly she thought nothing of the sort.

"How's your romance going?"

She tensed and said, "He's very much nicer than you might think."

"I have no thoughts about him and never have. Well how are you going with the review of risk management?"

"Making steady progress. I need to be thorough."

"Yes of course. Well let me finish this and we can walk back together unless you have other plans."

"No I'm eager to get back. I've had a long enough break."

"Well thanks for calling me over here. That was most interesting information. I'll keep you informed if anything is said to me."

The day before the company's monthly board meeting, Maureen called Conrad to her office. Anthony was there.

After Conrad nodded and Anthony nodded back, Maureen invited Conrad to sit and said, "Anthony and I have discussed the options we have in appointing Freddie's replacement. We were unimpressed with the eight applicants and have the option of casting a wider net or making an internal appointment. We have decided to offer you the position of chief accountant."

"Thanks and I accept."

Anthony said, "Is that all you have to say?"

"Yes. You two know me and are aware of my performance so I see no need to warble on about thanks for your confidence in me, etcetera and I'm also confident that I will re rewarded in terms of salary, vehicle and appropriate fringe benefits."

"God you are a cool customer."

"I'm an accountant, and so were you were Anthony before your father elevated you."

Maureen said she found his brief thanks acceptable and said congratulations.

"Anthony and I would like to take you to dinner tonight is that's convenient."

"Yes I accept with thanks. That's a lovely gesture."

"We'll go to my club," Anthony said grandly.

"Um I usually date Christie on Thursdays and this is Thursday."

Her mother sighed and said yes she understood that while Anthony looked really surprised and said he didn't realize Christie and Conrad were that close."

"They become very close on Thursdays, at least that's my understanding," Maureen said without malice.

"Christie has a boyfriend Anthony. She and I are just close friends."

Anthony said, "Well bring her tonight if she wishes to join us. That would provide balance to our party."

Conrad, who currently worked in Freddie's vacated office, called Christie in.

He met her just inside the door, pushed it shut and said, "Please kiss the new chief-accountant designate, subject to confirmation by the board tomorrow, being a senior appointment."

Christie kissed him excitedly and accepted the invitation to dine out at Anthony's Club.

"I thought you would have invited that restaurant manager?"

"Really? You were my first thought. You have been supportive of me." 

She then went on about how pleased she was and how deserving he was of his success. Well that was pretty supportive.

Later Conrad signed his new contract and that was counter-signed by Maureen in front of the company's attorney. After Isobel left Maureen chatted for a while and said well he may as well go to the leasing company and select a vehicle, remembering the limit was $30,000 

He was pleased for find a new Ford Fusion SEL loaded with extras including an upgraded sound system. He said he'd take it. The company put the lease value at $30,000 and the lease term for four years but Conrad negotiated and secured the vehicle with a value of $27,000 for a lease term of three years. After signing up he was told the vehicle would be ready to pick up in two hours.

Conrad drove to the club that night after getting Anthony's spare parking area entry card. He'd just parked when Anthony, Maureen and Christie drove up in Anthony's black Mercedes. They all said hi and admired the new vehicle and Conrad said Conrad had negotiated very well.

"That same company pinned me down to a five-year lease," Anthony said. "When that time is up I'll get you to negotiate for me."

"And negotiate for me too," Maureen said. She drove a blue Volkswagen EOS convertible. 

They walked in and when Conrad attempted to take Christie's arm she pulled away and widened the gap between them. However they was friendly during the evening and dinner went very well.

Conrad offered to take Christie home but she went with Anthony and her mother and that miffed Conrad a little although he knew Christie was entitled to do things her way. He had the grace to be a little embarrassed thinking he'd confirmed her mom's suspicion that Christie and he were having it off and also breaking the news to Anthony in the process.

However it turned about well. Understandably secretive Christie arrived at his home by cab fifteen minutes after he arrived home and she stayed the night and Conrad took her home to change her clothes before they went to work.

She'd apologized for appearing a little distant at the club but she didn't want her mom and Mr Kline to know she was having it off with Conrad. He avoided advising Christie that the two directors knew she was a naughty girl two-timing her boyfriend. 

At 9:15 Conrad met his urge to cross the road and tell Adele of his promotion.

The restaurant was quiet and for the first time she sat at his table after pouring Coffee, saying this was an unusual time for him to call.

Conrad told her the news and she congratulated him excitedly, adding that was rapid promotion after being at the store for only such a short time.

"Circumstances," he offered, not wishing to become involved in detail.

"I'd say best man for the position," she countered, leaving him to think that was an intelligent comment because she was right on the button with it.

He asked casually had she received a higher education.

"Yes mom allowed me to get my BSc on the understanding I would work here permanently."

"You said allowed you. Does that mean you'd desired to go on further?"

Adele laughed. "Wow is that how an accountant thinks? I had thought of branching out to gain qualifications in food journalism because it was a particular interest of mine going back to high school but that's faded."

They talked on and Conrad found that her parents owned and operated two other restaurants including the city's premier eating establishment, the Oval Restaurant.

"Mom and dad expect me ultimately to take over from them and this had been my first challenge, to get this restaurant operating more profitably. I'm slowly getting there. Being in a business district the after-five trade is good with the bar trade being wonderful but building day trade has been a grind. Then I worked out patrons generally required quick service and quick meals and that has resulted in some reforms here. I have a sister who is doctor and so I'm the chosen one for the restaurant businesses."

"Have you thought about doing your masters online to better prepare yourself for your future?"

"I dropped that idea of qualifying as a food technology writer or restaurant reviewer."

"No I meant more along the lines of restaurant management and more advanced knowledge of running the show?"

Adele frowned and said she had but other things got in the way.

"After I leave here I often am called in to help out at one of the other restaurants."

"A demand that you could refuse?"

"Yes but they are my parents."

Conrad enjoyed this kind of debate. "Who take advantage of you but would they do so if your afternoons were being devoted to furthering your career academically?"

She thought about that but said she better get back to her station.

"Your answer please."

She almost resisted but said, "Yes I guess they would back off."

"Did you ever have something in mind?"

"Well I did look at an online course, a Master's degree in hospitality and restaurant management." 

Conrad pushing hard said, "Perfect, then advise your parents, enroll this afternoon and commence your studies tomorrow."

"Mind your business Conrad," she said angrily, standing and glaring at him.

He ignored that. "You attend to your business and that's your career. Don't be so fucking stubborn."

She flared, "How dare you speak to me like that."

He grinned and said it was called motivation and she clamped her mouth shut and left.

He turned to see if her butt had an angry wobble just in time to see her collide with a customer.

Adele fawned over the middle-aged woman who just laughed and patted Adele's shoulder in a friendly gesture.

Well that would help to cool Adele down, Conrad thought, and when leaving after paying he waved to Adele and she ignored him, turning away.

Rude bitch, he grinned, pleased to find she not only had fire in bed. Adele would need to be tough to run a small restaurant chain in an industry were labor disputes, business failures and flamboyant and temperamental characters were legendary.

Back at the office he thought of calling and apologizing for riling her but decided that would undermine his effort to try to influence her. 

She called half an hour later. 

"I apologize. I know you were trying to help but you have no idea of the background."

"It doesn't matter Adele what I don't know. Just focus and do what's right for you and manage the collateral damage."

That broke through her resistance. She laughed and said, "Goodness, what have you been reading. Come to the Oval tonight at 9:00 for dinner as a family guest. My sly mother knows I'm seeing a second guy and has asked to meet you."

"You told her?"

"No but mom must have noticed a difference in me and asked why was I rarely home on a Thursday evening."

"Yeah well many times I thought my mom was a bit of a detective, ferreting out things I wished to keep to myself."

Adele laughed and said had he accepted her apology and he said yes and acknowledged he'd pushed her.

"Then you will come to the restaurant tonight?"

"I'll be there."

Ending the call, Conrad found his thinking slightly confused. Had the invitation to dine at the restaurant been issued to allow Conrad to learn for himself what pressure Adele was under from her parents, or for her mom to see this lucky guy who was humping her daughter despite her daughter running with another guy. Or was it a bit of both? Or did any of this really matter?

He sighed and thought he had more pressing business matters to ponder on. Still he regarded himself as being very lucky. While he didn't have the fortune of running with a girlfriend himself, he was regularly having sex with two babes that he imagined most guys would be happy just to lay a finger on. Yep he was lucky and should enjoy it while it lasted. Perhaps the only surprise had been this cozy arrangement of Tuesday and Thursday night fucking sessions had lasted. Why had it lasted?"

"Oh jeeze," he wheezed aloud, "All these questions."

"What questions are those?" Christie said, coming into his office and fluffing out her hair above the back of his neck with two hands, her breasts jumping into his focus.

"Reconciliation problems."

"May I help?"

"Nah I'm just edgy."

"Go over and date that pretty woman over at the restaurant. She might give you a quickie in the pantry if you tell her you are edgy. Women know how to cure the edginess in men."

"I didn't know that?" Conrad said genuinely surprised.

Christie smiled and said well yes, there were lots of behavioral things men knew nothing about.

"Andrew is taking me out to his company's dinner tonight. Is it okay that I go out to get my nails done?"

"Yes."

"I needed to ask because Mr Kline uses the same manicurists and could be there when I'm there."

Appalled, Conrad said, "Andrew uses as manicurist?"

"Yes. I just said that. It's one of the few things that's right with Mr Kline. I suppose you have worked out by now that he and mom do it?"

Conrad's mouth dropped open and Christie waltzed out saying, "Christ don't you know anything?"

The thought of the big slob pushing up the almost petite Maureen almost turned Conrad green. He diverted and considered he'd learnt the regular boyfriend was called Andrew. He then almost panicked. Christie had said Andrew was taking her OUT to the company's dinner. What if the venue was the Oval Restaurant.

Oh shit.

He decided to dine with Adele and her parents and take the risk. There were many other restaurants in the city and if you play with fire you must expect to get burnt. What he was doing in servicing two women wasn't illegal or in his view even immoral; just greedy or as he preferred, being opportunistic. If he was caught there could only be verbal fallout. But would he lose either of them or even both of them?

"Fucking questions," he grumbled.

The mother, who had been born in the country to parents from Albanian, invited Conrad to call her Maria. She was still pretty and rather lively and gave him a good once-over. Could she tell his was a two-timing slime ball who was running with two sexy young women?

She smiled and asked, "What do you see."

"Huh?"

"You were staring at me."

For an accountant, Conrad tended to be quick on his feet. 

"I was thinking you were pretty."

"Omigod," she said, slapping a hand on her bosom and laughing.

Now Conrad was starting at her tits. He hastily looked at Mr Sergio and said, "I love the design of this restaurant with the table service area and station of the maitre d' in the central core. It's very novel and appears very efficient but expensive to build I would think."

"You know about restaurants?" Mr Sergio, who'd arrived from Northern Italy when he was seven, asked suspiciously.

"No sir, I only eat in them."

"Conrad is an accountant dad."

"Oh right. Don't call me sir. Call me Bruno. Why do you call my wife pretty?"

"Most women at any age are pretty Bruno."

He laughed and thumped the table with his first and asked, "Are you Italian?"

"No I'm not."

Adele said it was her father's idea of a joke that Italians would really appreciate.

Conrad nodded and when the wine waiter arrive asked Conrad to order.

Conrad said to everyone, "Please name your aperitif."

They did that and he requested a Negroni. Bruno grinned and changed his Manhattan to a Negroni. Conrad ordered a Viognier from South Australia to follow.

Bruno turned serious.

"My Maria says you and Adele sleep together."

Conrad said carefully, "It doesn't matter that my daughter denies me that information. She has a suitor."

"Are you sure Adele regards him as a suitor?"

"Careful Bruno," his wife urged.

"What is this, a conspiracy?"

Bruno your Adele is an adult and can choose what to tell you and Maria was simply urging you to cool it. Have you tried conversing with Adele rather than demanding she tell you about this association with me?"

"No I haven't and I shall cool it, as you say. We shall talk about something else."

There was silence.

"Tell them about your new ambition Adele."

She looked aghast.

Her parents looked at her and she examined the ceiling.

"What is this that he's talking about Adele?"

"Mom he's suggested I progress and gain a Master's in food science to prepare myself for my future in our family business."

"See Bruno, he cannot be all bad."

"Who said he was bad Maria? Providing I learn he has respect for my daughter I have no problem with him being at my daughter."

Both women looked embarrassed and thinking about the constant use of 'he', Conrad wondered if the parents had forgotten his name.

There was silence.

"I have deep respect for Adele."

Bruno looked at Conrad and said grandly, "You take time out to study Adele."

"Omigod," said her mother and Adele kissed Bruno.

Looking at Conrad, Bruno said, "A family that sticks together stays together."

Conrad grinned back at Bruno wondering wasn't that saying about praying together?

"You are so good for my daughter," Maria said and reached and placed her hand on Conrad's arm.

"Maria you have raised a fine daughter in Adele and I'm finding her parents are rather okay and I appreciate this opportunity of meeting you both."

"You think I'm too tough?"

"What I know Bruno is you run a business of three restaurants and one has to act tough to do that. It's a demanding industry."

"But you are in retail."

"In my final year at university down south I worked all summer as relieving accountant for a family running a big restaurant and deli and pizza home delivery business. I gained some knowledge of how the food industry operates and something of the people engaged in it and the principals chasing for money owed them and losing their best people to competitors and the complaints both genuine and self-serving."

"Jeff has no interest in restaurants," Bruno said sourly.

Ah so the boyfriend Adele thankfully never spoke about was called Jeff.

Adele came out to say goodbye and was delighted to find he now had a car.

"Oooh you can take me away for the occasional dirty weekend."

Conrad flashed his teeth at her to show her appreciated her unexpected comment.

"My father will now be telling my mother how very impressed with you. Huh, I could have cheerfully wrung you neck when you brought up that I wanted to do further studies."

"Well it got it out of the way didn't it?"

"Well yes but I felt humiliated by you appearing to believe I couldn't stand up to my parents."

"I apologize. I just seized the moment, that's all. I didn't think you would have raised it with them."

"Well I didn't like it."

"For that I apologize."

"Thank you. Do you want me to sit in the car with you and jerk you off?"

"Yes please."

"Conrad!"'

"What?"

"You were suppose to be a gentleman and say no."

He grinned and unlocked the car and said jump in.

She went around the back of the car giggling.

Conrad drove home elated. That had been the first time she'd swallowed all his semen instead of just sucking a finger scrape of it. He really was impressed.

Ah Christie hadn't arrived at the restaurant.

Well it had been a good night although fucking Bruno was a bit of a hothead although his wife appeared to know how to control him. God didn't women have to put up with a lot of shit?

A cop in an approaching cruiser flicked his lights and Conrad checked his speed, swore and slowed. He thought of his two women and thought which one did he like best?

Hmmm.

He had no complaints really. At twenty-seven Christie was closer to his age but at twenty-five Adele actually appeared to be the more mature woman. Not that really mattered because it could change. Adele was more restrained in bed but that could change too although that probably was due to her temperament. She was the nicer and perhaps more stable of the two but did that make her a better person, er a better companion? 

He didn't know.

He and Christie shared an occupational interest but so what? Oh ultimately Adele would become more immersed in running the family business and that could interfere with her availability to date and that could be a pain.




Three Babes



Perhaps he should ask them both to commit to him and see what that produced.

Yeah great but what would happen if they both decided no and said to him no more sex.

"Jesus they wouldn't do that would they?" he yelled. He knew the answer was possibly.

So let sleeping dogs lie?

Well what eventuated would occur whether or not he tried to manage it. But deep down he knew at least one of them would be right for him.

Oddly enough, the women led Conrad to a defining conclusion.

He told each of them that his 29th birthday was coming up.

Christie said oh she'd have to buy him a present and perhaps they could go out that night.

Adele said well that was something to look forward to and she hoped he'd enjoy the occasion.

Conrad was disappointed with those responses. Adele's was the warmest but promised nothing whereas Christie suggested she fit in and go out with him to celebrate. Neither of them had actually asked when was his birthday. He'd though women were supposed to be nosey and wanted the most minute details about everything.

Well at least Adele was pleasing him. She now swallowed every time she engaged in fellatio and that brought her up to speed with Christie. Um not that he required that of women because it was a person preference sort of thing. For some time he'd been swallowing their juices but hadn't expected quid pro quo.

He then told them, separately of course, that he was thinking of returning home for his birthday to try to effect a firm reconciliation. Both women asked why were he and his parents estranged and he told them, leaving nothing out.

Christie said, "God I wouldn't have done what you did for a woman you'd only had sex with a few times."

In contrast, Adele said, "That was a senseless but nevertheless a very noble sacrifice and you remained true to your commitment when landed with an alarming result than expected. I'm very proud of you."

Well that response put Adele a mile ahead of Christie.

To the second part of those conversation, when he asked would they like to accompany him when he returned home, Adele no she would be studying and needed to be on standby in case any of the restaurants ran into trouble. Christie's reply was rather direct: "No way; I could think of any thing worse."

He was disappointed with both women although accepting they didn't owe him anything but to keep clean for sex and to be pleasant.

However Adele called him next morning at dawn and said, "I've reconsidered. I will accompany you. I can catch up on study and my parents have other people on tap in emergencies."

"No it's okay."

"Conrad please be sensible. I know I turned you down initially but then reflected and know I'm now doing the right thing by saying I'll accompany you. If I'm on my very best behavior I could assist to soften their attitude toward you. Can't you see that?" 

"Well yes. Actually I can see my mom falling head over heels for you. Um you wouldn't have to mention that Jeff guy would you?"

"Christ no," Adele said hotly. "That's regarding me as a stupid bitch."

"I'm sorry. God what was I thinking."

Her voice soften and she said, "You were attempting to avoid a train wreck I'd believe."

"Yeah avoiding a fucking family disaster," he laughed. "You are quite right but the trip could end in disaster despite our best efforts."

"Yes of course but call them and say you are coming home for your birthday?"

"Eh? I was thinking of just dropping in on them for a real surprise."

"Darling just think it through. If you announce your intention they have the opportunity of saying don't bother, or thinking well say that will provide an opportunity for reconciliation, or if it's your mother talking to you, it gives her the chance to bawl her eyes out and say yes, come home son."

Conrad thought basically she could be quite right but said, "You don't know my mother; she's almost as tough as your father."

"And you are to deny her the opportunity of allowing attempted reconciliation just because you have that belief?"

"Um no. I was thinking of doing what you suggest."

"Good boy. I wish you were here so I could offer you a breast to suck."

"What?"

"Just kidding."

"Oh yeah. You called me darling a minute ago."

"Oh did I? My oversight."

"No don't think like that. My heart skipped five beats."

"Don't talk nonsense," she giggled. "I must get ready for work. Bye."

"Bye, oh I'll book a mid-afternoon flight Friday and mid-afternoon or later flight back on Sunday."

"Fine. That sounds you are pretty positive about making up with your parents."

Conrad tried to remember her tone when she said not to talk nonsense. Did she sound pleased?"

He couldn't be sure. But wasn't her decision to go home with him enough?

He believed it was. 

"Yes!" he said emphatically.

Conrad considered the ways to ease out of the relationship to Christie and still enable them to work together.

It didn't appear to be easy.

After failing to come up with anything he thought she'd be comfortable about, he adopted the approach of straight-on communication.

"Um Christie, would it upset you greatly if I attempted to date that women over at the restaurant."

"No," she said, and then added, "Have you decided to finish with me?"

"No not exactly but she bent over not far from me a couple of days ago to pick up a fork and I well, I became aroused."

"God you men," Christie grated. "One sighting of pussy and you go gaga."

Conrad hadn't known that.

"Um well?"

"Go and bang her if that's what you want. Andrew has been making noises about wanting us to become engaged but I was waiting to find out if your have longer-term interest in me and obviously you don't."

"Um Christie."

"There's no need to apologize. I know how men are. I must say it was great while it lasted. You fuck heaps better than Andrew."

"I-I don't know what to say."

"Are you still comfortable about having me work for you?"

Conrad said of course and was told not to expect an invitation to her wedding if he was still fucking that bitch at the restaurant.

"I find that acceptable."

"Ha," she snorted, leaving Conrad to wonder what kind of response was that.

Two days later Christie came in and showed him her engagement ring and he congratulated her fulsomely.

Later he heard there had been an engagement party but Christie must have overlooked sending him an invitation. 

CHAPTER 3

Looking down from her window seat in the aircraft, Adele said, "I've never been this far south before or knew there was such a place as Big Dome City."

"Well Adele," Conrad drawled. "You can't be expected to know everything."

"These parts were shaped zillion of years ago by retreating glaciers and are now called plains and river-flats and that out there is Mt Dunk in the shape of a big dome, hence the name that influenced first European settlers."

"Omigod, how romantic."

"Eh? The flatness around here gets pretty boring. Have you ever skied in Colorado?"

"No, I've never skied."

"Well we must attend to that," he said, as they arrived at Big Dome City. When renting a car Adele read a sign, Pop. 37,344.

They drove up to the sprawling trucking facility.

"Gosh this is a far larger enterprise than I'd expected."

"Well dad and his business partners spent big on aggressive marketing and today the company is the dominant trucking company. Oh the hinterland we serve as well as the city has a population of 63,0o0-something people and so there's a lot of business out there."

They walked into the office with the sign on the door stating "Joint Managing Director & Company Secretary."

"Hi mom."

"Omigod Conrad," screamed the plump woman who catapulted from her chair to launch into smothering her son with kisses.

When that was done Mrs Pearson turned and said to Conrad to introduce his friend.

"This is Adele Sergio mom who works with me and her folk operate three restaurants."

Susan looked at the tall, elegant brunette with apparent child-bearing hips and probably thought grandchildren.

"Oh darling, welcome. You are so beautiful. Might I call you Adele?"

"You may. Conrad why don't you go off and say hi to your father? Oh and please close the door.

When the door closed Adele said, "Mrs Pearson, I was told something in confidence but I have this great desire to share with you. It concerns Conrad allegedly stealing $15,000 from this company. I know Conrad will never unload to you because he took his stance at the outset."

"Go on dear," Mrs Pearson said, turning pale.

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"Hi," said Kevin Pearson, remaining seated. "How are you?"

"Fine dad, how are you?"

"Quite good really. Take a seat. Coffee?"

"Thanks dad."

Kevin pressed a buzzer three times.

"Great system dad. What happens if you press the button four times?"

"Brenda comes in, locks the door..."

Kevin halted, turning red.

"Great system dad. The buildings and trucks I saw look in fine condition. You always were good in reinvesting some of the spoils backs into the business."

"We are No. 1 in the business Conrad and aim to stay that way. Part of our Business Plan is to look successful and we are convinced it works."

A female came in with coffee. She had a short dress and big tits and Kevin said, "Brenda this is my son Conrad."

"Hi Brenda."

"Hi Conrad. I knew your father's son would be handsome."

She looked all of twenty-two.

Brenda left and the two guys focused on her bouncing tail.

"And mom allows this?"

"Allows what?"

"Come on dad, she adores you and..."

"Well all right. But please don't say anything, even hint anything. Your mom finally decided to accept it when I pledged no one else would ever get to know."

"Your secret is safe with me dad and good on you. Has she left school yet?"

Kevin almost fell out of his chair laughing. His phone went.

"Excuse me, it's your mother."

"Yes, yes Conrad is here with me. Yes I'm coming."

"Stay here. Your mom wishes to see me urgently. I'll send Brenda back in to er amuse you. No touching her."

Conrad grinned as his father raced off. He'd thought fair-minded Adele would be unable to tell his mom the truth and that's why on the drive to Big Dome City he'd casually recounted details of why he'd thrown out of the family.

Brenda came in a leaned against his father's desk and adjusted her bra.

"Oh like your father you're also interested in breasts?"

"Nah they are just piled up heaps of fat."

She looked bewildered and asked, "Then what can we talk about?"

"Do you enjoy having sex with my father?"

She turned crimson and looked at the door. "Must I really say?"

"I would appreciate if you did talk to me confidentially Brenda. I've never understood what attracts females to males unless it's a big dick."

"Oh no Mr Pearson. Size is not everything but it must be long enough to stay in..."

She then launched into an explanation about what compels women to have casual sex with men in such detail and apparent validity that convinced Conrad that the young woman should be at university lecturing on sexual behavior.

Brenda had a breast out and was demonstrating to the fascinated Conrad some of her erogenous zones when his father burst into the room, glanced at Brenda and yelled, "For god sake Brenda, put it away". He then hugged his son and said joyfully, "You crazy, stubborn and misguided fool, you should have taken the rap for Kitty Smith."

"Oooh," Kaye said, advancing toward them. "May I hug you guys too?"

They broke apart hastily.

When Kevin rushed off reconcile with Conrad, Susan said sweetly, "May I ask what is the relationship you have with my son?"

"I work in a restaurant. He calls in occasionally, if fact I was the first person to greet him when he arrived in the city. Since then we've met once a week for sex."

"Oh I see," Susan said, as if not expecting the woman to be so upfront. "I must say you appear rather educated to work in a restaurant."

"Well all types of people work in restaurants for different reasons," Adele said vaguely.

"Um I have place you in different bedrooms."

Adele sniffed. 

"Well that's okay if you must."

"I can change that arrangement."

"Yes please. I promise not to make too much noise."

"Omigod," Susan wheezed. "Um what job does Conrad hold down?"

"He's chief accountant for a department store, the largest retail employer in out city."

"Omigod?"

"What Mrs Pearson?"

"He'll never want to return here?"

"Well who really knows what people will do in the days ahead?"

"You mean you have no expectations of Conrad?"

"No Mrs Pearson. We are only together casually. I have a boyfriend."

Susan mentally groped to absorb that information.

Later when Adele had Conrad to herself while Adele was dressing for dinner and while Kevin was still across the road checking in late-arriving drivers, Adele said, "I understand you are chief accountant at a big department store. How many people are under your control?"

"Twenty-three."

"Omigod."

"Your boy has done well huh?"

"Very well. I asked Adele what depth of relationship did she expect from you and she said you only have a casual relationship, that she has a boyfriend."

"Yeah and I bet that shook you."

"Indeed. What I can't understand is why should she go with you sometimes when she has a regular boyfriend?"

"Mom I've never asked her. Perhaps I screw better than her boyfriend."

Susan managed to say well that would be an understandable reason but then why didn't Adele devote all her time to Conrad."

"The answer to that is simple. I allocated her only one night a week and she has to be with her boyfriend."

"Conrad I really can't understand you young people these days. I suppose you are busy other nights because of the pressures of your big job?"

"Yeah you could say that mom," Conrad said vaguely.

"Why don't you go after a young woman with substance?"

"Adele's breasts are quite large enough for me."

Susan managed to cope with that. "I meant why bother with a restaurant worker?"

"Oh I see. You think I ought to associate with young women with fancy job titles and wealthy parents."

"Well yes and relatively speaking your parents are wealthy, or we would be if we cashed up."

"Mom I'll ease your burden. Adele is day manager where she works but her main task is to make the day operation more profitable. Her parents have two other restaurants including the leading restaurant in the city. If you went into it you'd say it was the grandest restaurant you'd ever been in."

"Conrad your turn to shower and dress for dinner. Mrs Pearson may I help with dinner."

"Call mom Susan. Mom is impressed by people of substance."

"Oh he's been stupid Mrs Pearson. My breasts are smaller than yours."

"He means your parents own three restaurants."

"Oh I see. And Conrad's parents run a huge trucking business. Don't you think that's about even?"

"Um yes and please call me Susan."

"Fine Susan. For the record my size is 34D. You know I never thought two women a generation apart would ever get round to comparing breast size."

"Once I was a 34 but I'm having to wear 36B bras now. Please don't say anything about that within Kevin's hearing. He goes on about I'm still the same size as when he married me and I like him possessing that delusion. It's so flattering."

"I really like you Susan," Adele laughed and hugged her tightly.

"You are so sweet. Do you mind if I ask my daughter and husband Al to dinner tomorrow night? I'd like Jane to meet you."

"Yes I'd welcome that."

Susan smiled and said, "I'll call Jane now. Could you check the oven roast and then make two Martinis? The men will have beer."

"Of course."

Susan made the call from the day room at the end of the kitchen but Adele could hear Susan speak.

"Hi dear, they've arrived and we've made our peace with Conrad but I'll give you details tomorrow if you will come for dinner."

"Yes I know two hundred miles is a long way to go to dinner. But actually it's 148 miles and you can stay the night. He's arrived with this sensational young woman."

"Yes your brother. Her name is Adele and she is tall, a brunette with a gorgeous figure and she helps her parents run their restaurant business."

"Yes she does sound interesting. I take it you will come?"

"Oh wonderful darling. Oh your bother is head accountant at a department store and controls twenty-three people."

"I don't know how he got a job like that darling. It could be because he's so good looking. Bye dear."

"Jane can come but couldn't check with her husband because he's on the way home. She'll still come if he has other plans."

"Oh that's lovely. I think your daughter should catch up with her brother."

"Ah yes, quite so."

Conrad slipped into bed that night, erection at the ready, and the excited Adele had already fingered her pussy so that it was swollen and moist, not unlike an over-ripe peach.

"I'm glad we are well away from your parents."

"Yeah they might have kept us awake."

Adele thought that was a joke.

"Push into me Conrad."

"What about all that other stuff you go on about."

"I'm aroused and have been so since we left for the airport early this afternoon."

"Oh right. Anything to please a lady."

In he slid and Adele squeezed him and they worked up to a pleasing pace and they kissed and stroked one another and murmured things they would not recall afterwards.

Conrad pulled out and turned Adele on to her left side and inserted and they got up to speed again and soon began panting.

He wormed a hand between them and thumbed her anus.

"Don't darling."

There goes that word again, he thought, ignoring her request as his thumb worked in past the first joint and waggled.

She whimpered and squeeze hard on him and in went more of his thumb and she yelped and came. 

He followed a few seconds later and game over, they snuggled in to sleep after he'd knotted the condom and threw it towards the bathroom doorway.

Jane, who was four months pregnant, and husband Al arrived in time for lunch and she and Adele switched on to one another with ease and mid-afternoon went for a walk, inviting Susan to accompany them, but she said she needed to attend to meal preparation. 

"But the men are doing a barbecue."

"Yes Jane but what else do they do, I ask you."

"Yeah of course. They turn meat and then act as if they did everything."

"Yeah it takes a lot from men to surprise women," Adele said and they three of them laughed like old friends.

After rising above the airport next afternoon on their flight home, Adele said to Conrad, "I said to you I enjoyed myself. But the truth is I really, really enjoyed myself. You have a lovely family and I'm so glad you are back into the fold."

"Yeah well it's nice to be back in favor. I could see you had a good time and you and Jane bawling when we were leaving. I couldn't believe it. You two had only known each other for a little over twenty-four hours."

"She's very nice," Adele mumbled.

"She told me I should marry you."

Adele said very quietly, "She said something like that to me."

"Mom was at me too. Dad just wanted to know were you any good in bed and I refused to answer."

"Good for you," Adele mumbled.

"Well how about this as a proposal? "I suggest you edge your boyfriend out of your life taking as long as you wish. Then you move in to live with me for a couple of months to really test our suitability and we talk about how we would manage our marriage once you take on deeper responsibility in your parent's business. Then when we've gotten through that lot, and that shouldn't take too long, we discuss wedding plans."

"Are you sure?"

"Very sure," Conrad said. "I've thought a lot about this every since I saw you hugging my mom and saw the look on her face. It was a close to perfect happiness I've seen since Jane's wedding."




Three Babes



Adele considered that. "And you feel the same way?"

"Absolutely."

"What if dad and mom decide to sell the business sooner or later?"

"Then you'll work somewhere in food technology, perhaps in journalism if that's what you wish to do. I see you as the kind of woman who can do anything she sets her mind on."

Adele reached out to hold his hand.

"Yes let's do what you suggest and then please marry me. Everything else will fall into place.

"As good as done baby," said Conrad. "As good as done. You boyfriend is a casualty in this but he had his chance and didn't take it. Do I have to wear a condom now that I'm not fucking anyone else?"

"Have you been fucking someone else?"

Whoops!

"No of course not. Nobody would have me."

"What about that woman you work with?"

"You have to be joking. She has a boyfriend."

"Oh."

Conrad said to himself, no more lies and stick to just one woman, always. Adele was perfect for him and he planned to do his best for her. 

THE END