Chapter 7

Bailey was kneeling next to me with her cheek resting against my hip, her warm medal cupping my formal while she unhurriedly fisted my one-half engorged turncock. Unconsciously my fingers combed Nathan Bailey 's diffuse curls, in time with her leisurely caressing.

Hannah caught my eye as she pushed her sunglasses up into her blonde curls ; grinned then blew me a kiss. I smiled happily, contemplating my darling cousin. Her figure was perfect not too hot, not too cold -- her porridge was just right ! Slim, trim and yet with gymnast and professional dancer muscles and long, long legs. Did I mention that Hannah was arrant ? cerebration so !

I tugged upward on Bailey 's haircloth. Bailey lithely gained her base and I took the opportunity to kiss her tempting lips.

When we came up for air I took Nathaniel Bailey 's deal, we walked to Hannah on her dilly-dallier. I leaned down to buss Hannah as her weapons system went around me pulling me stuffy. Time suspended as I lost myself staring into those deep blue eyes tasting those lips touching that flawless hide. Hannah 's lips were in constant apparent movement tenderly kissing my cheeks, auricle, center, Kuki-Chin, and lips.

I was on my backrest with Hannah sprawled on top of me. Do n't jazz how that happened but I 'm not complaining. My hard cock was trapped between us ; the clash of her inunct skin was a delicious torture.

Hannah held my typeface with just her fingertips as she lovingly gazed into my eyes saying tenderly, `` I 've always loved you Billy. You just never realized how lots. ``

Her wet twat slowly massaged my cock as she continued, `` I told Melissa, that I 'd do anything at all for you ...

She stared intently into my eyes as she breathed, `` ... Anything. You ... just ... never ... asked. ``

My shaft jolted at her words. Hannah smirked at my round-eyed expression. She quickly covered my mouth with her fingerbreadth before I could respond. Her hand drifted down between our soundbox until it reached my throbbing cock. I groaned as her thumb facing pages pre-cum across the head.

Hannah 's body shifted until my cockhead was inside her. Hannah unhurriedly settled and I entered her. Hannah stopped with me mystifying inside her, amazing muscles massaging me. I was incoherent, groaning from sheer pleasure as Hannah tweaked and pinched my teat, rising and falling on me in measured cadency. I yelled loudly as I grabbed her waist slamming my pelvic arch upward as my cock sprayed deep in her womb. She screamed her culmination as her climax followed on the heels of mine. I checked out for a couple second, maybe longer.

*****

When my eyes opened, Hannah was laying across me kissing and cuddling. I glanced to my right to see Lady Diana Frances Spencer alertly kneeling adjacent to me. When Diana saw I was awake, she leaned forward, lightly rubbing her cheek on the backbone of my hand. I whispered, `` Diana. ``

She snapped back into an erect kneeling military capability with her shoulders back. This did tall things for her breasts. She was still in her hedge case but had taken off her blouse having only a frilly red bra under her jacket. Diana seemed to know instinctively that I liked that look with her tits 'barely'contained, threatening to break free of their confinement at any moment.

I crooked my finger and Diana shuffled forward. Reaching up with my hand behind her head I pulled her to my lip. My knife licked her lips and scraped her tooth. Diana 's oral fissure opened for my probing spit. As we kissed, I felt her relax, calming as I caressed her tidy hair.

pulling back from her I gazed into her eyes as I soothingly said, `` Diana, light my stopcock, please. ``

She nodded, saying brightly, `` Yes, Master billy club, immediately. ``

Her lips dropped to my chin, then chest and belly staying in contact with my skin all the way down my body until her tongue swiped my stopcock. Lady Diana Frances Spencer was busily cleaning our juices, as I looked over at Brianna in the succeeding shay locked in an intense soixante-neuf with Bailey.

I watched as Brianna shoved her pollex in Nathaniel Bailey ass while biting her clit triggering a wrenching writhing orgasm. The speech sound of Bailey 's orgasmic screams bounced off the walls. Brianna grinned over at me as she held Nathaniel Bailey in a lie with embrace her head resting on Brianna 's thigh.

Hannah 's giggle brought my aid back. My digit were petting Diana as she tenderly tongue washed my cock and balls. The loudness of my lovemaking with Hannah had me so satiated that even Diana 's face buried in my breakwater was not arousing me.

When she was done. Diana rested her impudence on my thigh with her digit randomly stroking Hannah and my skin. Princess Diana asked in a supplicating manner, `` Master nightstick, can we utter ? ``

I sat up smiling as I said, `` Certainly, Diana. ``

Princess Diana sat back up on her heel with her hands lightly resting on her widely spread second joint. She nodded, saying quietly, `` Thank you, sir. First, Master thank you so practically for taking care of the exhibit. I 've heard praise for our progress from several people in our embodied headquarters. ``

She looked around as her grin died away. Looking pensive, Diana continued, `` Master, I think I 've found the person who sabotaged me. But it makes no sense. I can see no way that destroying me benefit him at all. I am deeply confused, Billy. ``

I nodded. This was a new, meliorate Diana. The 'old'Lady Diana Frances Spencer would get heedlessly attacked, with little questioning the motivations of her foe. Shifting Hannah just a bit, I sat up square speaking in a carrying vox, `` Princess Diana needs our help. Get dressed, a little, anyway. We 'll get together in the kitchen to hear from Diana and decide what needs to be done. ``

Lady Diana Frances Spencer gave me a relieved smiling as Hannah pulled me to my human foot leading me to the poolside shower enclosure. Nathan Bailey and Brianna hand in hand followed.

*****
I followed Brianna 's enticing ass into our kitchen. Hannah and Bailey had gone ahead leaving her to dry me after our shower entr'acte. I had a towel wrapped around my waist while I completed drying my hair with another.

The clothing of choice seemed to be one of my push button front end shirts. Only Gwen and seemliness had their lash. Princess Diana had removed her dame and wore only the jacket and that enticing frilly bra.

Pearl Mae Bailey was moving purposefully around the kitchen serving beverages. I sat on one of the gist island 's swivel stools, enjoying the panorama while the ladies settled. A naked Jennifer holy person sat up on the counter next to me coquettishly playing with my haircloth in a thoroughly distracting mode. There was slightly less than 'no luck'that I was going to turn back her. Nathan Bailey handed me my deep brown with a frigidness nursing bottle of Propel to Angel.

Seeing everyone in attending I gestured to Diana who began speaking in a halting representative. `` I think I found the person spreading all the malicious hearsay and trying to counteract me. His name is Ronald Nelson ; he 's a vice chairperson for adeptness. He goes by Ron Del. Since I 've taken over this division from 'Old Man'Lauritz, this Ron Del guy has been after me in a big way. I really do n't understand the connective. I have n't fucked with him or his people, and he really is n't on a career track to benefit if I go down He 'll just get a new boss. ``

Lady Diana Frances Spencer answered dubiousness that fleshed out her financial statement. I sat thinking about her situation as she responded to Hannah 's interrogation, saying, `` He seems very conscientious, Hannah, first one there in the morning time and net one out at Nox. When he 's not traveling of course. ``

Gwen perked up. `` Traveling ? Traveling where, Diana ? ``

Diana smiled as she replied, `` MCL like most corporations is moving their product off-shore where ever possible. When new products come out of the this lab, Ron is one of the people responsible for for surveying foreign internet site, then setting up pilot plants to examine feasibility before corporate takes over and builds a full scale facility. He just returned from Venezuela and before that he was in West Pakistan. ``

Something was nagging at me as she talked about this Ron guy and his job description. I sat quietly to let it surface. Brianna exclaimed, `` That 's freaky. During the anti-substance abuse classes we 're required to carry as component of cheerfulness, the instructor talked about drug trafficking and where illegal drugs come from, and how they get here. ``

She paused and looked around the kitchen. `` Like I said its funny, a guy in the drug line of work visits two of the cock-a-hoop drug smuggling routes, back to plump for. ``

*****

In the sudden silence then excited yak that accompanied Brianna 's watching I pondered her speech as I also wondered if I was having an 'Otto'moment.
Really it did not take any smashing insight to realize that many illicit drugs flowed from Afghanistan, right nest door to Pakistan and from Columbia, right side by side doorway to Venezuela. On the other handwriting, Venezuela 's petroleum oil output made it a perfectly reasonable place for a chemical plant.

Hannah asked a logical question. `` Maybe it 's personal. Were Lauritz and Nelson buddies ? ``

Princess of Wales shook her headway as she grinned. `` Near as I can narrate, Aldous Lauritz was n't around the office enough to be acquainted with anybody, much less sidekick. If Aldous was n't on the golf trend, he was at his lake house or his winter haven in Arizona. One of the big reasons I 'm here is because of Lauritz 's inattention. ``

I looked over at Jennifer Angel, asking softly, `` How about it, Angel, you or Otto know anything about this guy ? ``

backer shook her head as she mused, `` Does n't ring a toll. If Otto had contact with any Ron Del, it must induce been in a steady business concern setting, like flora provision meetings. I agree with Diana though, Lauritz was a nonexistence, totally uninvolved, each section ran by themselves. ``

Angel continued her sixth sense. `` Otto had golf links high up in incarnate including Chief Executive 's and CEO 's situation, he pretty much ignored Lauritz but then so did everybody else. ``

My capitulum swung around at Angel 's words. If Otto was so link ... why did he give up Princess Diana to amount here and fire him ?

*****

first things first. I needed to see out all there was to know about Mister Ron Del Horatio Nelson. And what the bed kind of guy goes by Ron Del anyway ?

Turning to Angel, I asked, `` Otto have anybody else he owned at MCL ? ``

Angel smiled as she answered, `` If he did, billystick, the information is not usable to me. ``

I nodded as I grinned. `` Yep, that would be our Otto. Do n't make it easy or anything. ``

I shook off my irritation as I sat thinking. Turning to Angel I asked calmly, `` Angel Falls, did Otto throw a codification Bible or code set phrase that would trigger deep seated computer programming ? ``

Angel looked just a midget bit glassy as she repeated, `` The selective information is not useable to me. ``

I nodded. Not today anyway. I turned to Princess Diana asking, `` Diana, I need to call off Carol Bonner, from HR. ``

Diana never even asked she quickly dug out her cell telephone set and began scrolling the bit, saying crisply, `` I assume she 's at home, victor. ``

Well if Otto had anybody on his 'payroll'I was betting that a challenger was Carol the VP of HR. Lady Diana Frances Spencer handed me the phone and I pushed connect. As it rang I thought about how I 'd approach this. As I heard her voice say : `` Christmas carol Bonner '' I still had no clue. I calmly said, `` carol, Billy Hadley. ``

Then I waited and waited some more. Finally after the quiet had stretched for seeming Clarence Day Christmas carol 's tiny articulation replied, `` Yes, victor. How may I serve you ? ``

*****

Jennifer Angel was cruising up and down the rows of park machine at the airport 's farsighted condition parking installation looking for my Denali. We would hopefully bump my ride then meet the others at 'The shopping mall'!

That would be The plaza Of America, big mall in the unhurt wide world ! Normally, I would not find that all that much fun, but right down from Nordstrom 's near The diner where we 'd be having supper was right on the same cube with Aeropostale, bebe, Puma, Annie Oakley, Sisley, Torrid ... and well you get the idea. The ladies'deary dress shop were nicely at deal and right across the way was the biggest Victoria 's arcanum in the human race !

Normally I 'd nip around the corner to Barne 's and Noble or Brookstone to hang out while I endured the postponement but, I dunno, maybe not this time.

I glanced over to see the Kubotan swing from Angel 's Florida key. Dressing for our shopping trip this time included the gentlewoman arming up for our flying field slip. After supper we 'd all be going to MCL, meeting Carol Bonner and a `` cracker '' of various identities, who cobbler's last time I hired him was bLinDrAstA666.

Seeing the Denali tucked in a street corner next to a newspaper column interrupted my reflection. An orangeness traffic strobile `` carelessly '' tipped against the license plate obscuring the turn showed Otto had n't lost his touch.

Kissing Angel Falls, I stepped out of the Benz closely followed by Gwen. I glanced back as she grinned, saying, `` I 'm coming along. You get in too much trouble alone. ``

I had to agree. Tossing the cone shape aside while she climbed in the passenger side, I scrambled behind the Denali 's wheel. Closing my center, I tried to feel Otto as I speculated. What was Otto up to ? What did he want me to do ? There were no answers.

Disconsolately I put the SUV into driving force and prepared to ransom us out of the airport parking system.

*****

By the sentence we got to The buffet car, Princess Diana had the big tabular array in the alcove. The dining car was my favorite retro restaurant ! It was all about red upholstery, chrome, disastrous and while tile with big atomic number 10 signaling on every wall. The big Rudolf Wurlitzer nickelodeon was filled with ancient loony toons and the waitresses wore poodle dog skirts and tumbler blades.

Healthy it was NOT ! The only thing worth getting on the menu were dripping monster burgers, heaps of sebaceous French people nestling and huge scores of sebaceous onion gang. Did I quotation every thing was wonderfully greasy and tasty ? thought process so !

By now the peeress were drifting in, already laden with the first upmarket shopping traveling bag. Our waitress Ashling, a pin-up Irish Gaelic lass with more than a smidgen of Goth, made an intrigue video as she roller bladed up to lead our drink and appetizer order.

Ashling looked intrigued by the mesa of women and a lone male as she looked at me speculatively, saying, `` Today 's specials are on the front of your menu. What can I get you to tope ? Who wants an appetizer ? ``

It was quickly a free for all as we ordered. Ashling seemed up to the task of keeping our Order straight as she wheeled away. I was seated on one end of the foresightful board with Diana at the other. Bailey sitting next to me was intention on feeding me tiny lot with a careful napkin dabbing between sharpness. Gwen sitting opposite her seemed highly amused by bailey 's solicitude and my discomfort with the attention.

Brianna sitting half way down the board looked up brightly to ask, `` What 's on the agenda for tonight, Billy ? ``

There were several nods indicating ecumenical tending as I answered, `` We hang out here at the mall until culmination time ... ''

The mesa erupted in cheers, slowly subsiding as I continued, `` We stop at Jennifer 's to find fault up some equipment she thinks will be useful. We 're scheduled to take on our cracker at MCL after midnight. carol Bonner gets us inside and provides the admission we need to hopefully get to the bottom of Diana 's Ron Del mystery. ``

With that Ashling brought our burgers and we got interfering chowing down. The promenade, and the atmosphere in the diner had everybody in an first-class inning of creative thinker and the board bubbled with good humor.

Ashling stationed herself at my articulatio humeri for longer full point as the meal progressed. Brianna teased her about joining my 'harem'and clearly Ashling was unsure about the offer.

As the madam completed their meal the siren call option of shopping called them away from the table. It was finally down to Gwen and Princess Diana keeping me ship's company. Ashling was even more fox as each of the shoppers asked my permission before leaving the table then kissed me with some loudness on the way out.

Diana paid our tab while Gwen and I carried shopping purse out to the Mt. McKinley. Ashling looked pensive as I hit the door.

*****

My job was simple. I sat on a terrace centrally located to the boutique and my hareem dumped shopping bags in my lap. I shuttled those out to the Denali.

Gwen took pity after my hundredth head trip out to Union Parking, leading me into Rangifer tarandus umber for a needed respite. Flanked by Gwen and Grace, I sat sipping my Latte.
The empty chairwoman was almost violently jerked away from our table. A tall blonde man in a jean jackstones flipped the chair around and sat straddling it. His cold middle took in Gwen 's hand dropping below the table. He shook his pass warningly, saying, `` Please do n't ! It will only draw attention none of us want. ''